Chen Yuan frowned slightly and looked at the young master who was kneeling on the ground with his forehead touching the ground. He thought that he would fight him to the end like the old style of Canglan Sword Sect, but he didn't expect that he didn't even struggle and knelt down to beg for mercy.
How could he continue to do this?
"I remember that Canglan Sword Sect... has very hard bones. Wang Xuanyi is like this, Duan Jiqing is like this, and Li Congyun is like this. The juniors below are also people who dare to fight and kill. How come they are so soft when they come to you?"
The blade of the sword buzzed and fell in front of the young master as he walked past. The latter raised his face and saw that the magic sword that originally belonged to him was almost touching the tip of his nose. He was so frightened that he quickly lowered his face again and listened to what happened behind him.
The words continued: "Or are you using the name of Canglan Sword Sect to deceive others?"
The voice was cold and flat, but in the ears of this young master, the names exploded like thunder. These were all the masters of the past generations, or the junior brothers of the masters of the past generations.
The person in front of me who looks like a teacher is indeed an old monster who has been in seclusion for who knows how long.
"Senior...Senior, I'm...not a swindler, but...I'm no longer in the mountain gate for some reasons."
"Abandoned disciple?"
Chen Yuan stroked his long beard unaccustomedly and said, "Haha, it's normal for someone with such a temperament to be driven down the mountain. It seems that Xu Qingfeng has become the leader, and the atmosphere has changed for the better."
Looking at the young master lying on the ground, his face flushed, he thought that Chen Yuan was right.
"Let's disperse."
Chen Yuan took a step back, casually threw the magic sword, and nailed it to the ground. Surrounded by guardrails and lying on the high platform, the standing wooden idols understood the order and receded like a tide, returning to their original positions behind the stage, with a scarlet light.
Once it was closed, the wooden head hung down lifelessly and turned back into a puppet.
And the young man on the ground thought that these words were also instructing him, so he quickly got up from the ground and was about to walk out. Before his feet could fall down, it was as if they had been filled with lead water. He stepped heavily and slowly on the ground.
Can't even lift it up.
"I told them to leave, when did I call you?" Chen Yuan shook his sleeves and sat down. There was no one pushing the chair behind him, so he moved it over on his own.
Chen Yuan sat down firmly and raised her fingers: "Come here and I'll ask you a question."
"yes……"
The young man's legs trembled. He looked at the Taoist priest holding a sword and watching the show over there. He swallowed a mouthful of saliva and moved cautiously in front of Chen Yuan. As soon as Chen Yuan raised his hand, the young man's legs went weak and he knelt down instinctively.
He went down and shouted: "Senior, please spare your life, Senior, please spare your life!"
Chen Yuan was stunned for a moment. He just raised his hand. There was no need to beg for mercy so skillfully.
"Then just kneel down and talk. By the way, what's your name...the things in the theater and the inn these days were all done by you and Shopkeeper Wang of the silk shop, right?"
The young master who was kowtowing hesitated for a moment and then managed to say: "Junior Zhao Wanxi...it is true that I did this with him."
"Well, it's quite honest. Then... where is Shopkeeper Wang?"
"Waiting for news in the shop."
"What is the purpose? To seize Li San's family property?"
Seeing Chen Yuan's fingers tapping lightly on the armrest, the Canglan disciple named Zhao Wanxi quickly looked away, not daring to hide it, and whispered: "After I came down from the mountain, I knew that there was no hope for cultivating Taoism.
I thought about setting up a family business in the world of mortals, and then I met Shopkeeper Wang. We hit it off right away, so we worked together to create a ready-made property for Li San, so as to avoid detours."
"No wonder he was expelled from the mountain gate." Chen Yuan looked at him with cold eyes, raised her hand and flicked the theater door open with a creak, "Go and find Shopkeeper Wang."
Zhao Wanxi was stunned for a moment. Before he could react, an invisible force blasted him away.
Outside, when they saw Li San with the door open and a group of pedestrians on the street looking in, they saw a figure flying out, over their heads, and fell to the street. After rolling a few times, he got up in embarrassment.
He didn't get angry or cry, he bowed respectfully to the theater, turned around and left.
This shocked the people watching the excitement around, as well as Li Sanke. If an ordinary person throws this way, they may be dead.
"Master Li, who is in this theater?"
"Yes, isn't it haunted? Why did this suddenly happen? Please tell everyone quickly."
"That fall just now, we would all have died a long time ago. The one inside is probably even more incredible. He can throw people so far and so high... I'm afraid he is also a very capable person."
There were a lot of discussions in the market, and acquaintances kept asking about Li San. San'er had such an air of dignity that all the aggrievedness in his heart for many days disappeared at this time.
Yao pointed his thumb towards the theater behind him, snorted and laughed.
"What's going on somewhere? My fourth child told me that someone is pretending to be a ghost. If you see the person just now, it's him who is pretending."
"Then why did someone run away?" Someone burst out laughing and asked, which made Li San choke and quickly went back to the theater, "Old Fourth, Old Fourth, why did that person run away just now?"
"I asked him to bring his accomplice, who you also know."
Li San may have been a little anxious, and his belly trembled twice.
"Aren't you afraid that they will run away after the round?"
"Your shopkeeper Wang may dare to run, but that man just now can't. He knows where to run and I can find him." Chen Yuan reassured the senior brother. The little Taoist boy beside him was quite clever and helped to move a chair.
When he came to the side, Li San couldn't help but touch his head, "This little Taoist priest is really good at reading people's eyes, but he's a little shy."
"Do you know how to speak?" The fat Taoist stopped and rolled up his sleeves: "If you weren't my master's senior brother, I would slap you in the face."
Knowing that he had said the wrong thing, Li San quickly apologized to him and Sun Yingxian.
at the same time.
Two streets away, in the street-facing shop on the right side of the Dongfang entrance of the market, shopkeeper Wang, who is dressed in a copper coin robe with square holes and a cockscomb felt hat, is leading his assistants in the backyard to count the newly imported silk and satin cloths.
Just after saying a few words, the side door of the courtyard burst open, and Zhao Wanxi rushed in directly.
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Shopkeeper Wang's answer was Peng's voice, and red fingerprints suddenly appeared on his round face, knocking him to the point where he was stunned. Several of the guys next to him went up to help, but before they could take action, they were beaten by everyone.
People's faces were slapped with slap marks, and those who were beaten fell to the ground.
"I have been harmed by you!"
Zhao Wanxi grabbed Shopkeeper Wang by his collar and pulled him in front of him. His eyes wanted to eat the man in front of him, "Do you know who the fourth child is in his family?"
Shopkeeper Wang was still dizzy and subconsciously asked: "Who is it?"
"It's your mother, how do I know?" Zhao Wanxi lifted him up and wanted to slap him to death, but after thinking about it, he put his hand down again, "I'm fucking in front of him, like a three-year-old
There is no difference between a child and a child. Why didn't you tell me earlier when the Li family has such a number one person supporting them?!"
With his feet on the ground, Shopkeeper Wang was now much more awake, but he was also very panicked.
"How did I know that the fourth child that Li San mentioned was really such a person? I have only heard him talk about it for twenty years and never appeared. I just thought that I would either die outside or never think about coming back. What's more?
A theater troupe will produce a person who knows magic."
The shopkeeper also felt resentful. Who would have thought that ordinary people would have such a cultivator? Isn't it the impression that cultivators only come down from the mountains to play in the world of mortals?
"How about we leave at this time, and you will come out anyway."
"Get out of here, my magic sword is in the hands of that gentleman. His cultivation level is much higher than mine. Even if he runs out of the city, he will find us in less than a moment!"
Zhao Wanxi is a Taoist himself. How could he not know that someone with such advanced Taoism would know at least one or two traces of people? If he escapes and is caught, he will probably be punished even more severely!
"Let's go! Come with me to receive the punishment!"
"I dont go!"
Shopkeeper Wang shook his head and turned around to go into the room. He was pulled back before he had even taken two steps. He was slapped again on the other side of his face and was knocked unconscious. Zhao Wanxi pinched him and dragged him away.
Walking down the street like a dead dog, passing by.
At this moment, noises and rumors were heard around the theater, and many people gathered around.
When they saw the man who they thought had run away, dragging the shopkeeper of the silk shop back, they all made way for him. As soon as the man walked past, they immediately started whispering to each other.
"You didn't run away...what a fool."
"I also brought my companion here. Good guy, he is really the shopkeeper of the silk shop."
"These two people are colluding. It turns out they want to take away Mr. Li's family business... Now there's something exciting to watch."
"I just don't know what tricks the guy in the theater used."
"I'm afraid I'm one of the gods!"
The small words were intertwined with the people watching the excitement behind them, and they intertwined a general context, attracting many people to look towards the theater layer by layer.
I'm curious who the "fourth" and "sir" mentioned by those who came to see the excitement first are.