Chapter Ninety-fifth: Summoning Strangers and Meeting Old Qi
When Zhang Sui and Zhang Sui arrived at Xiyifang, the sun was already setting.
At this time, in Xiyifang, there are not many people coming here to see the strange things, and there are no longer the crowds during the day.
Zhang Sui's carriage came to a stop in front of a shop selling various small glazed items.
The store is called Xilai Curios. The decoration inside is full of exotic style. A strong man with long golden hair is lying on the counter with squinted eyes and yawning. He looks like a lazy lion after a feast.
Take a nap.
Seeing Zhang and Sui enter the shop, the strong man cheered up slightly, raised his head, and spoke in Yan Dynasty Mandarin with a standard Western Region accent: "Sir, please take a look, the things in our shop are all from far away.
From the west, a great empire traveled across the ocean and traveled thousands of miles. It is definitely a good thing that the Yan Dynasty did not have!"
That accent made Zhang Sui just want to laugh. What a familiar accent for translators and film translators!
Zhang Sui came to the counter with a smile, knocked on the counter table, and said: "I am Dewey's friend, my name is Zhang Sui. If he asks me to contact you, I will come to this store to find you."
The blond man stood up immediately after hearing the words and said happily: "Oh my god, I finally don't have to hold back those bird people's words. My tongue has been curled up during this time! Damn it, every time I go home I can't straighten my tongue.
I was scolded by my wife, saying that if I learn to sing bird songs, I will almost turn into a bird-man!"
Zhang Sui laughed out loud when he heard this. This strong man's accent smelled like Northeastern people, and Zhang Sui felt very kind to him.
Zhang Suidao: "I was still thinking about how the alien clan could run a shop in a place where there are so many mortals. Seeing the appearance of the elder brother made me suddenly realize it!
Nobles are really discerning. With this look of my elder brother, among the barbarians, he looks more like a barbarian than they do."
When the big man heard this, he laughed loudly and said: "Brother, what you said makes sense. When I first opened this shop here, a large group of barbarian women came here, saying that I have their purest
Aristocratic blood. Too expensive. I have been from Gangling for generations! Just because of this, I was beaten several times by my wife."
Zhang Sui couldn't stop laughing when he heard this.
The strong man looked enthusiastic and said: "My name is Jin Li. Since Brother Wei told you about this place, we must not be outsiders. You are much younger than me, so you can call me Brother Li. Just tell me.
, what’s the matter?”
Zhang Sui took out the letter he wrote, handed it to Jin Li, and said, "I have a letter that I want to send to Brother Wei. I don't know how long it will take to deliver it?"
Jin Li touched the golden hair on his chin and said, "If you are in a hurry, it can be delivered in half a day."
Zhang Sui raised his eyebrows and said, "So fast?"
Jin Li smiled and said: "We have our own means." After saying that, he shouted to the back of the store: "Daughter-in-law, come out quickly."
After a while, a woman with blond hair and blue eyes, two heads shorter than Jin Li but with a plump figure, yawned and walked out of the back hall. She scolded in a low voice: "What's going on? What's the local dialect?"
Have you said it? How many times have I told you?"
When Zhang Sui heard it, he got the Northeastern flavor of translation and translation!
The tall and mighty Jin Li immediately stepped forward, held the woman's hand with a smile, and said, "It's okay, wife, this brother is a friend of our brother Wei, come over here if you need anything."
The woman looked at Zhang Sui and saw that he was still holding a folding fan in his hand in the winter, looking like a playboy. She frowned and muttered: "How can Lao Du have such a friend?"
Zhang Sui, who was smiling all over his face, stiffened when he heard this. He put away the folding fan in his hand and inserted it into his waist.
Zhang Suigong cupped his hands and said, "I am Zhang Sui, and Brother Dewey is a life-and-death friend. If I have something to do when I come over this time, I would like to contact Brother Wei to see if he has time to come over."
The woman looked at Zhang Sui again, even wrinkled her nose and sniffed, and her tone was full of disbelief: "Friends of life and death?"
Zhang Sui smiled bitterly, it seemed that his appearance was really not suitable for being an expert.
Zhang Sui's entire body turned into cold sword energy, which penetrated three feet into his body. The temperature in the shop immediately dropped sharply.
The expressions of Jin Li and the woman changed greatly. Jin Li immediately stepped forward to block the woman behind him. He cupped his hands and said, "My wife is innocent, sir. Please forgive me."
The woman also bowed behind Jin Li and said, "Young lady, you were so negligent just now. Please forgive me, sir."
Zhang Sui dispersed the sword energy around him and said with a smile: "It's okay. I've given the letter to Brother Li. Please help me pass it on as soon as possible. Thank you very much!"
After saying this, Zhang Sui cupped his hands. At this time, Jin and Li couple no longer dared to neglect, and nodded in agreement.
Zhang Sui didn't stay long. Seeing that the matter had been clearly explained, he said goodbye and left the shop with Fang Xiong.
Seeing Zhang Sui leaving in the car, Jin Li and the others heaved a sigh of relief. Jin Li complained: "Daughter-in-law, can we businessmen be more careful in what we say? People have said that they are Weige's friends, but you still have that attitude?
Fortunately, people don't care."
The woman murmured: "Don't they say that sword cultivators have bad tempers, are as fierce as fire, and are quick to draw their swords at each other? This Mr. Zhang seems to have a very good temper!"
Jin Li said speechlessly: "Why, you still want him to demolish our store?"
The woman came back to her senses, stared at Jin Li with a pair of green eyes and said: "Okay, you dare to talk about me? You are betraying me!"
Jin Li shrank his neck and said repeatedly: "How dare I call my daughter-in-law? Didn't I remind you? The world is not the same as before. A master would suddenly appear out of nowhere. There is no benefit at all if you offend me! You
Have you forgotten the Taoist priest last time?"
Upon hearing this, the woman put down her hand holding Jin Li's waist and remained silent.
Jin Li secretly breathed a sigh of relief and rubbed his waist. Seeing that her expression was a little down, he quickly stepped forward and hugged the woman to comfort her: "Daughter-in-law, this is the contact point of the clan here. We don't
Don't offend anyone by neglecting others. The old guys in the clan will take care of things for us. We just have to do our own thing well. Do you think this is the truth?"
Just as he was talking, several customers came into the store and saw two people hugging each other.
One of the big men, who was missing an arm, said to his companion: "Xianren Banban, these barbarians are just having fun. It's not dark yet, so they're cuddling in the store."
The remaining companions nodded after hearing this.
Jin and Li looked at each other and let go of each other. They stepped forward with smiles on their faces and said in a standard translator's voice: "Welcome..."
Zhang Sui was riding in the car and watched Fang Xiong sitting on the edge of the car, motionless. Occasionally, with a slight flick of his wrist, the tip of the whip would make a crisp sound.
During this period, although he had less communication with Fang Xiong, he could still feel the changes in Fang Xiong. Now Fang Xiong was sitting in front of him. In his perception, Fang Xiong was like a furnace that could explode at any time.
generally.
Zhang Sui didn't know what his change was, and after using medical techniques to investigate, he didn't find anything unusual.
The current Fang Xiong, if divided according to the realm of cultivation, should be regarded as the realm of emergence, because he has been able to use the power of Qingling to continuously temper his body. As for how to further cultivate, Zhang Sui is still thinking about it.
Zhang Sui asked: "Nobita, do you still practice the original body-building method every day?"
Fang Xiong turned around and said, "What I'm practicing now is another set of military body-building techniques taught to me by Uncle Youde. My master said they are advanced techniques in the military."
Zhang Suiqi asked: "Didn't Lao Lu teach you?"
Fang Xiong shook his head and said: "Master said that the set of things he practiced is not suitable for me. He only knows the most basic breathing method, and he doesn't know how to advance."
Zhang Sui nodded.
Fang Xiong hesitated for a moment and then said: "Uncle Luo Fang also taught me a set of exercises passed down by his family, but after I practiced it, I felt something was wrong. Can the second master help me take a look?"
Zhang Sui asked: "What technique? What happened after practicing it?"
Fang Xiong said: "Golden Bell Iron Cloth Shirt!"
Zhang Sui: "!"
What a familiar name! What a down-to-earth practice!
Zhang Sui said: "Uncle Luo Fang is the one who is missing an arm, right?"
Fang Xiong nodded. Zhang Sui said: "I think his own cultivation is not very good. One of his arms is broken."
Fang Xiong hurriedly explained: "Uncle Luo said that their set of exercises has been passed down for many generations. It is said by our ancestors that after practicing this exercise, it is extremely powerful. But the descendants don't know what happened, and they don't have any reputation for practicing it.
It was only with Uncle Luo's generation that some results were gradually achieved. But now he is the only one left in Uncle Luo's tribe, and the others were killed in the Southwest Rebellion many years ago. Uncle Luo saw that I am in excellent physical condition
, so he taught me this skill."
Zhang Sui nodded and asked again: "You said something was wrong after practicing. What happened?"
Seeing Zhang Sui asking this, Fang Xiong was a little embarrassed. He scratched his head and jumped into the car. He lifted up his shirt in front of Zhang Sui and exposed his abdomen.
Zhang Sui took a look and saw that the skin on Fang Xiong's abdomen and six-pack abs was as white as jade. He pressed it with his hand and it felt great!
Fang Xiong put down his clothes and said: "After practicing the technique, I didn't feel much at first. A few days ago, I integrated that strange power into it and practiced, and as a result, the skin on my abdomen began to look like this.
I didn't pay much attention at first, but as my practice deepened over the years, the white spots became larger and larger, and now my entire abdomen looks like this.
I asked Uncle Luo, and he didn't know what was going on, but he said it shouldn't be a bad thing. Because according to the legend of their ancestors, the ancestors who had accomplished this skill were known as the most beautiful men in their hundreds of villages and villages.
, I think one of the functions of this technique is to whiten the skin."
Zhang Sui was overjoyed when he heard this and said: "That's a good thing. Maybe you will really turn into a pretty boy after you practice this skill. Isn't that pretty?"
When Fang Xiong heard this, his honest face looked depressed, and he said in a dull voice: "I don't want to be a pretty boy, I think it's good like this now. The third lady likes my appearance now and said she would take me out to show off my power."
Very. If it turns white, maybe you won't want to talk to me anymore." After saying that, he looked melancholy.
Zhang Sui smiled and said, "Don't worry about it now, I'll take a closer look at it for you."
After saying that, he used medical skills to check Fang Xiong's condition, but the result was still the same, with just a few more words: "Breakthrough is imminent!"
Zhang Sui comforted Fang Xiong, who looked melancholy, and said: "Don't worry, it's okay. Maybe your skill is about to break through. Practice more when you go back. I'll ask Mr. Meng to give you a domineering uniform in a few days. Maybe
It recovered after the breakthrough.”
Although Fang Xiong didn't know what "overlord" meant, he had 100% trust in Zhang Sui's words. He nodded, climbed out of the carriage, and continued to drive the carriage forward.
When passing by a bookstore, Zhang Sui stopped Fang Xiong and said, "Go and buy me a map of the boundaries of Kunzhou Prefecture, a larger and more detailed one."
Fang Xiong nodded, stopped the carriage, got out of the car and walked into the bookstore.
After a while, Fang Xiong came to the car holding several rolled-up maps, followed by an old man about fifty years old.
Fang Xiong knocked on the carriage and said, "Second Master, Mr. Qi from the bookstore wants to see you."
Zhang Sui opened the curtains and saw the old man standing next to the car with a prim and informal smile. After thinking about it in his mind, he remembered that this was probably the Mr. Qi who framed the painting for Third Sister.
Zhang Sui quickly opened the curtain and jumped out of the carriage, came to Mr. Qi, bowed his hands and bowed. He smiled and said: "It turns out to be Mr. Qi. I asked Fang Xiong to buy some maps. I didn't expect Mr. Qi to be here."
Seeing his respectful attitude, Mr. Qi's serious face relaxed a lot and said, "When you get to your bookstore, why don't you go in and sit for a while?"
Only then did Zhang Sui realize that this bookstore was actually run by the Zhang family. Zhang Sui was a little embarrassed. He quickly said: "I have been passing by this bookstore since then and didn't notice that this is my own bookstore. I'm ashamed."
Mr. Qi nodded and said: "Second Young Master, if you are free, why don't you go in and sit for a while? I have something I want to ask Young Master for."
Zhang Sui thought about it and realized that there was nothing urgent to do, so he nodded in agreement.
After Mr. Qi took Zhang Sui into the store, they walked all the way to a small courtyard at the back. After passing through the small courtyard, they came to the door of a wing. Mr. Qi opened the door and made an invitation gesture.
After Zhang Sui saluted, he stepped into the wing room. This wing room was very spacious, with easels dividing the entire wing into many spaces. Mounted calligraphy and paintings were hung on each easel.
There is a large wooden table inside, on which are placed many tools for mounting paintings and some unfinished calligraphy and paintings.
After a few people sat down, Mr. Qi said: "The paintings that Third Miss asked me to frame for her last time were all made by Second Young Master, right?"
Zhang Suidao said: "This is a joke, just to amuse my little sister and make Mr. Qi laugh."
Mr. Qi shook his head and said: "This is not a joke. I am very impressed by the paintings you made. There is a method in those paintings. Although the shape is very different from the various painting styles of the past dynasties, they can be
The human expression and spirit are perfectly distilled, and it is already popular among everyone."
Zhang Sui felt ashamed when he heard Mr. Qi's evaluation. He said: "Mr. Qi is so complimentary. Those paintings are just my own scribblings when I have nothing to do. I don't deserve such praise from Mr. Qi."
Mr. Qi sighed: "In the art of calligraphy and painting, talent is better than hard work. Some people practice it all their lives, but they just copy the wisdom of their predecessors and have nothing new to say."
Mr. Qi paused, looked at Zhang Sui and said, "But some people, even without the guidance of a famous teacher or orthodox teaching, can still have their own charm even if they graffiti freely. The young master may be this second type of person!"