This is a young waiter with delicate features. His eyes staring at Zhang Yuanqing reveal madness, hatred and the stupefaction unique to mental patients.
"Hey, it turns out to be Master. Your boss is here. Why didn't you tell me in advance that I could pull out the Italian cannon to greet you." Zhang Yuanqing recognized the identity of "Zhao Yu" at a glance.
"Master?" Headmaster Chunyang looked at Zhang Yuanqing with a crazy smile on his lips:
"That evil disciple has accepted you as his disciple? Very good, very good. I have been hesitating whether to use the killing moves I have accumulated for thousands of years on her. Since you worship her as your disciple, there is no need to prioritize.
"
Accumulated killing moves for thousands of years? Damn it, Lao Bangzi accepted me as his disciple because he wanted me to block the knife. Zhang Yuanqing raised his eyebrows:
"You sneaked into the dinner party just to talk nonsense?"
He saw that the Master Chunyang in front of him was not the real person, but a low-level spiritual servant possessing the waiter, so he did not rush to deal with it, hoping to get some information.
Precisely because it was a trash fish, neither the uncle nor the marshal warned him.
"No, it's a death notice. Yuanshi Tianzun, I will take your life in seven days." Headmaster Chunyang laughed wildly: "You are destined to be a stepping stone for me to return to the top. Once I seize your spiritual essence,
I will enter the spiritual realm and take revenge on that evildoer."
After saying that, he raised his hand and slapped his forehead violently.
Zhang Yuanqing snorted coldly, and the low-level spiritual servant possessing the waiter was instantly wiped out.
Headmaster Chunyang felt as if he had been struck by lightning. His body froze, and before his palm even touched his forehead, he fell softly to the ground.
Zhang Yuanqing walked to the toilet, pulled down his trousers, took out Twenty Thousand Leagues Under the Sea, and emptied his bladder while thinking:
"Death announcement? Headmaster Chunyang has absorbed the soul of the eighth elder and thinks he can do it again?
"If he really wants to kill me, he can just attack and kill me covertly if he has a killer move at his disposal. What he did today is just to alert the enemy. It's a bit artificial.
"But if you don't kill me and just give me a false shot, what's the purpose?"
Zhang Yuanqing never figured out the purpose of Master Chunyang. His master was crazy and not bound by moral values, so it seemed that it was not unusual for him to do some unreasonable things.
But standing behind him was the Lord of Taiyin. Lingtuo had just completed a part of the soul for Headmaster Chunyang, and the latter turned around and sang like this.
To say there is no reason would be too far-fetched.
"Watch the stars at night." Zhang Yuanqing shook his head at Twenty Thousand Leagues Under the Sea and left the public toilet.
After the dinner, Zhang Yuanqing sat on the rooftop and watched the stars for half an hour. The stars showed that everything was normal.
He not only divined himself, but also divined the people around him, and found out that no one would encounter a crisis in the near future.
So he snapped his fingers, went to the practice room, and met Mr. Qian who practiced slashing day after day.
Stargazing cannot provide information, so rely on logical reasoning for analysis.
Fu Qingyang took a bow and held the sword, each sword made a scream that broke through the air, and each sword made the muscles under the loose training clothes wrinkle.
"Boss, have you made any breakthrough in your skills?" Zhang Yuanqing asked curiously.
"No." Fu Qingyang said lightly: "Sword skills require accumulation over time, or enlightenment between life and death."
It has only been half a year since he was promoted to master. In the past half year, his skills have already improved by leaps and bounds. It is impossible for him to make another breakthrough in the short term.
Xiao Fu, come on, Xiao Zhang from next door is almost catching up with you! Zhang Yuanqing secretly poked you with pleasure.
Fu Qingyang glanced at him and his face turned cold: "If you have nothing to do, get out and don't disturb me."
Zhang Yuanqing quickly put away his joy and told Fu Qingyang what happened at the dinner, "I always feel something is wrong, but I have no clue."
Fu Qingyang said coldly: "You are almost catching up with me, why are you still not making progress like before?"
Zhang Yuanqing bowed his head and said, "Boss is extremely smart and discerns everything. I was the one who was distracted just now."
"You don't look like a master." Fu Qingyang turned around and continued to chop the sword, ignoring him.
Zhang Yuanqingpan sat aside and waited patiently.
About a quarter of an hour later, Fu Qingyang, who was slashing his sword with a bow, suddenly said: "He wants to scare you!"
"Scare me?" Zhang Yuanqing thought thoughtfully.
Fu Qingyang said while practicing slashing:
"If the target is you, there is no need to alert the enemy. Since I said it in front of you, there must be another purpose.
"You have just taken advantage of Lingtuo, and you must be afraid of retaliation. But Master Chunyang is the beneficiary of the last hunting war. He has just swallowed the soul of the third elder, and now he dares to go deep into the enemy camp to send you a death notice.
,What would you do under normal circumstances?”
Zhang Yuanqing said without hesitation: "In order to show respect for the Lord of Taiyin, I will hide in a gang copy, or let the backer behind me monitor and protect me at all times."
Fu Qingyang nodded: "This should be their purpose, but I haven't figured out the meaning of their doing this yet."
After a pause, he continued:
"Lingtuo is the Lord of Taiyin. He may have observed something in the long river in the future. This cannot be analyzed by reasoning and insight. Well, the time node is seven days, which means it is not very far away. Yuanshi, what do you want to do recently?"
What I want to do most recently is to have a baby with your cousin! Zhang Yuanqing muttered in his heart and frowned: "So, it is what I want to do recently, and it may affect Lingtuo's interests. But there is no way to kill him right away.
I, therefore, deliberately arranged for Master Chunyang to show up and scare me, hoping that I would hide in the gang dungeon suspiciously, or stay at home and accept the protection of Mr. President. What I want to do recently involves Lingtuo."
Zhang Yuanqing narrowed his eyes suddenly: "I seem to know what is going on. If nothing else happens, I will go to the capital tomorrow and ask Elder Zhao about the boat meeting."
Fu Qingyang stopped chopping and looked over.
The two looked at each other, and their expressions became solemn.
The next day.
A taxi stopped at the entrance of an old alley. After paying the fare, a young man wearing sunglasses and a mask stood on the roadside and looked at the historic alley.
If you insist on saying how strong the historical atmosphere is, it is not that strong. The atmosphere of the 1960s and 1970s is stronger.
Zhang Yuanqing walked into an old alley that he had only seen in TV dramas. It had gray walls and black tiles, mottled double wooden doors, and the original man-powered water wells at the door of several houses. It felt like walking in the capital of the last century.
After walking a few steps, I saw Xiao Zhao emerging from the corner ahead with a serious look on his face.
Xiao Zhao, who looked serious, waved to him.
Zhang Yuanqing stepped forward quickly, pulled him to the corner, looked around, and whispered:
"Are you sure you want to go with me to see Elder Zhao? If he is really a young man and I expose him, I am a clone and will die if I die, but you may be in danger."
"What evidence do you have to prove that my grandfather is a young man?" Xiao Zhao was unconvinced.
"There is no evidence, but I encountered something yesterday." Zhang Yuanqing told Zhao Chenghuang that Headmaster Chunyang had scared him.
Xiao Zhao's face turned even more ugly: "If I am really a young man, and you have exposed me, there is no need to kill me, because it will not silence me."
It makes sense. Zhang Yuanqing sighed: "I understand your idea of witnessing it in person, so let's go together."
Zhao Chenghuang led the way and said:
"My grandpa has been out dealing with affairs in the past few days, but I just called him and said you wanted to see him, and he immediately agreed. I think he is worried that if I take you to the basement, the guardian spirit servants will not be able to deal with you.
So just deal with it yourself."
A few minutes later, Zhao Chenghuang took him to the door of a courtyard and knocked on the animal head knocker twice:
"Master, Yuanshi Tianzun has arrived."
Squeak~The rusty wooden door opened by itself.
Zhao Chenghuang led Zhang Yuanqing inside. The courtyard covered an area of more than 100 square meters, with locust trees, a well, and three green brick houses with a straight ridge.
There is a coffee table and wooden benches under the locust tree.
Elder Zhao, who has gray hair and a stern expression, is sitting at the coffee table with his back straight, making tea.
Zhang Yuanqing strode forward, looked at the face that was more or less similar to Zhao Chenghuang, bowed and greeted: "Elder Zhao."
"Sit down!" Elder Zhao nodded slightly.
The two of them took their seats.
Elder Zhao put away the hot tea bowl, picked up the teapot, poured dark brown tea soup, and said:
"It's just right, let's try it."
Zhang Yuanqing held up the tea bowl, took a sip, and praised: "The tea soup is clear and clear, the tea taste is pure, slightly bitter but not astringent, and it is sweet after entering the throat. Good tea, really good tea."
Elder Zhao nodded with satisfaction: "You also know how to drink tea?"
"I don't understand. What I said just now is all nonsense." Zhang Yuanqing was very honest.
Elder Zhao understood what he meant and his tone was calm:
"You encouraged the city god to enter my basement. According to my temper, I should beat you out today. But he has been deeply cared for by you. I remember this love. You can ask whatever you want, but I may not answer you.
."
"Elder Zhao, are you a member of the Boat Club?" Zhang Yuanqing got straight to the point.
Elder Zhao of the "Same Boat Club" was obviously stunned. He glanced at Zhao Chenghuang and said suddenly: "Is this why you are here?"
At this moment, Zhang Yuanqing clearly sensed shock and surprise from Old Zhao's emotions. He probed: "What does Elder Zhao think we are doing?"
Elder Zhao did not answer, but said: "What do you want to know about the Tongzhou Association?"
Zhang Yuanqing told Elder Zhao the whole story of his investigation into the boat club without hiding anything, and then asked:
"Who do you think attacked Huo Zhengkui in the first place? In addition to the three leaders, who else do you know are from the Tongzhou Association? I heard from Gang Leader Jiang that there was internal strife in a certain branch of the Tongzhou Association, and all the members were dead. You know
Is this the case?"
He asked all his doubts in one breath.
Elder Zhao picked up the tea bowl and took a sip. A trace of reminiscence appeared on his stern and rigid face, and he said:
"It's been almost a hundred years. If you didn't tell me, I would have even forgotten the organization of the Tongzhou Association. The Tongzhou Association is actually a very loose organization and very hidden. We need to hide ourselves at all times. While responsible for assassinations, we must also prevent
Being bullied by the evil camp.
“I joined the Tongzhou Association simply because there was no official organization in the country at that time, and there were constant wars. It was like a piece of scattered sand. However, the Tongzhou Association called on talented people and strangers in the name of patriotism and had sufficient funds, so it quickly took root and grew throughout the country.
.
“Communications were underdeveloped at that time, and no one except the boat club headquarters knew the specific list, let alone how many branches there were across the country.
"The big branches have many experts, and their reputation can be spread. The small branches are silent from establishment to dissolution. Almost all the members of the same boat club that I know are dead, and you all know the rest."
Alas, it's been a long time and communication is poor. In addition, the Tongzhou Association may have consciously hidden itself. Even the demigods don't know much about this organization. Zhang Yuanqing said solemnly:
"I checked, and in the database of the Five Elements Alliance, the earliest record of the promotion list of the killing dungeon was in 1956, and you became the master before that. In other words, you are capable of attacking Huo Zhengkui."
Elder Zhao put down his tea bowl and stared with bright eyes:
"The number of masters at that time was indeed very small, but according to your logic, all existing demigods are suspected, including those from the spiritual realm family."
"But only if you are a member of the boat club."
"How do you know they're not members of the Boat Club?"
Zhang Yuanqing carefully sensed Elder Zhao's emotions, and there were no obvious flaws. However, the other party was a high-level master and a powerful spiritual god. The absence of flaws did not mean that he was innocent.
Seeing the Grand Master and Yuanshi Tianzun fighting each other, Zhao Chenghuang said:
"Master, I have one last question."
Elder Zhao withdrew his gaze, picked up the kettle, and poured tea soup into the finished tea bowl. "I know the last thing quite clearly. The one that fell apart due to internal strife was the North China branch. The internal strife was just a rumor, and the truth is not the case."
