Chapter 367: The world is just right to wait, black and white are easy to tell
After calming down his thoughts, Chen Cuo moved forward.
Zhang Jingbei and Lang Hao took a look and quickly followed.
"Huaiyin City is quite lively."
Walking on the street, Zhang Jingbei looked left and right and couldn't help but murmur when he saw the people walking around in a hurry.
"This is not an illusion." Lang Hao was also looking around, "There are really more people here than in other places." He pointed at the men facing him, "Just like those few,
According to this common saying, they are all descendants of martial arts sects, and one of them even has a Taoist level of cultivation, which can be said to be a top master in the martial arts!"
"A martial artist?"
After receiving this tip, Zhang Jingbei went to observe carefully and finally saw many signs. Then he became confused and said: "The so-called knights in the martial arts are not all brave and ruthless. Most of them are wanted. Why?
Suddenly there are so many here?"
"So you have little knowledge." Lang Hao laughed, "You don't know that this group of people fights on weekdays, but they still talk about the so-called morality, especially those who practiced martial arts in the Southern Dynasties. Whenever there is a major national event, they are very
He likes to mix things up, and now it’s just the former Southern Dynasty general who went on the Northern Expedition, so the Southern Dynasty martial arts people are all joining in like a chicken blood."
Zhang Jingbei was stunned and then said: "I didn't expect you to know this. It seems that living a few more years will be useful."
Lang Hao laughed again and said: "Actually, we don't need to live long. We came here to investigate before. Didn't we fight with a few people from the martial arts world? Although those people were vulnerable, you didn't even bother to explore their identities.
, but they still have some information. For example, six sects sent people here this time. However, it is said that when the general named Wu led the army before, he rejected these martial arts practitioners and would not let them easily
Entered the city, but now the person in charge is no longer named Wu..."
Chen Cuo nodded and said: "This should be a spontaneous action by the people, but because there is a martial arts sect as an organization, there are these characters, but this is not what I want to explore this time..."
As he talked, he walked forward, passing through familiar streets, and walked directly into a three-story inn in the north of the city.
"That person..."
On the street, there were several servants in green clothes who were randomly selecting items from the roadside stalls. However, one of them accidentally looked up and saw that Chen Wrong was wrong, and his expression suddenly changed.
"Like the second young master!"
Several people spoke and looked at each other. One of them rushed to pass, but someone immediately stopped him.
"Whether he is the second young master or not, it is not our turn to identify him. It is the king who can decide!"
After a few conversations, they left in a hurry and soon arrived at the general's mansion in the city.
This general's mansion was originally the governor's mansion of Qi State. After Wu Mingche led the army to capture the city, he ordered the original plaque to be chopped into pieces and replaced with these three words. However, he led the army and did not stay here for a long time.
He quickly led the army to leave and continued northward, and the mansion was vacated.
When Chen Fangtai, the king of Nankang County, took office in a hurry and came here to manage the nine cities in Huainan, he chose this place as his seat and moved into the General's Mansion.
In the mansion, there are beautiful birds and birds, servants like clouds, and female servants like rain.
Several servants walked through the crowd and came to the backyard.
The atmosphere in the backyard immediately changed. It was filled with light clouds and mist. As soon as people walked in and took a few breaths, they immediately felt comfortable and had the illusion of being in a fairyland.
"After several immortals moved in, this place turned into a fairyland!"
Several servants sighed with emotion, then took a few greedy sips, and then hurried on. After reporting to the backyard steward, they were led to the backyard hall.
Chen Fangtai was closing his eyes and bowing his head, sitting cross-legged on a futon. Behind him stood a screen with a picture of a mighty general painted on it. On both sides of Chen Fangtai were an incense burner, one emitting curls of green smoke, and the other emitting gurgling red smoke.
The mist was inhaled into his nose bit by bit.
After a few servants came in, Chen Fangtai opened his eyes, raised his head and saw the person, and asked: "You said you saw your second brother in the city?"
"Reporting to your Majesty, that's right!" A servant came forward and simply told the scene that several people saw. Finally, he said: "When we were in the palace, we could often see the prince, but now it's too late.
Many years ago, Junhou was still young at that time. If his appearance has changed now, he might admit his mistake."
"Then he must have admitted his mistake." Chen Fangtai shook his head with a smile, "My brother is seeking immortality in the Immortal Sect and is in retreat every day. Once he sleeps in the Immortal Sect, it may last ten to a hundred years. My brother only entered the Immortal Sect in about ten years.
Now we should be studying in the Fairy Mountain, why would we appear here? You must have seen it wrong."
When several servants heard this, they looked at each other in confusion at first, and then nodded in agreement, thinking that they had recognized the wrong person.
As soon as the servants left, Chen Fangtai said to the back of the screen: "As expected by the Taoist priest, my second brother is here."
"Very good." A voice came from behind the screen, and then Jing Huanian, who was dressed in Taoist robes, walked out from behind the screen, his eyes shining brightly, and said: "This is what should be done, and it is also a sign of good fortune for the king."
"As luck would have it, as luck would have it..." Chen Fangtai laughed, "The king has been waiting for him to come and pay his respects. I don't know what tricks he has learned at the Immortal Family."
Jing Huanian added: "When the time comes, please remember not to talk too much, nor to talk about the affairs of the Immortal Family..."
"Don't worry, Taoist Master, I remember that I only talk about ordinary things and not about immortality." Chen Fangtai responded with a smile.
Jing Huanian nodded, said a few more words to Chen Fangtai, then stood up to say goodbye, went directly to the depths of the backyard, met with Zhi Yuanzi of the Qiankun Sect in the side room, and then said: "Uncle Master, I have already given the order.
Then if Chen Fangqing comes and wants to disrupt the formation, please ask Uncle Master to take action to calm him down."
Zhi Yuanzi raised his eyes slightly, glanced at Jing Huanian, and nodded slightly.
When Jing Huanian saw this, he cupped his hands, said nothing, turned and retreated, went into the garden, and looked up at the sky.
"I have the help of strength, the help of immortality, the layout of the same sect, and many other arrangements. In addition, with Chen Fangtai returning home, I have the right time, place and people in my hands. Even if the Chen family has the means, it should be foolproof!"
"Wu Mingche has not been in charge for a long time, but there are warriors in and outside the city, and there are heroes in the general's palace. They are all brave, so they can defeat several cities in a row!"
"Yes, as soon as the Prince of Nankang County moved in, the warriors and heroes disappeared, and instead, they were those warblers and swallows..."
"Master Sai, please stop saying a few words! The seventh master has told us that we must not go on business trips this time, otherwise our Aofu will decline even more!"
"It turns out to be the famous Mr. Sai, whom I have admired for a long time..."
"polite."
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There are many tables in the lobby on the first floor of the three-story inn. As a tavern, there are many people coming and going, including many of the heroes Lang Hao said.
Chen Cuo sat among them, ordered food and drinks, ate and drank, and listened to the conversations of the people around him, quite enjoying himself.
However, Zhang Jingbei and Lang Hao were puzzled for a while, thinking how could they be drinking leisurely here after such a long time?
Zhang Jingbei couldn't hold his nerve anymore. After Lang Hao winked several times, he said, "Brother, don't you... go and see the prince first?"
"It's not busy. There needs to be a sequence." Chen Cuo said, raising his head slightly and looking at the person at the stairs, "We still need to wait for a few guests."
"Waiting for guests?" Zhang Jingbei looked confused, "Have you made an appointment here?" As he spoke, he followed Chen Cuo's gaze and saw a man in Tsing Yi with loose hair.
The man walked briskly and walked down the stairs. He was smiling towards him, but there was a sense of pride in his smile.
"Which family is this disciple from?"
With just one glance, Zhang Jingbei realized that this person had an extraordinary background. However, before asking, the surroundings suddenly became silent, and the originally noisy crowd stopped in place one by one.
A faint chill spreads.
It went from noisy to dead silence in just a blink of an eye. Such a strong change made Zhang Jingbei and Lang Hao instinctively feel terrified. They couldn't help but shudder. Then they felt something in their hearts and looked towards the door.