Boss Cha, who had his great revenge, was not happy at all. His face was ashen, and his whole body was filled with sadness and despair.
Just a few minutes ago, Boss Cha learned the bad news from Yunong. His wife had left just a few days ago.
Suicide!
Boss Cha understood why, so he was even more sad.
Seeing Boss Cha in such a state, Wang Liangyu didn't know how to comfort him for a moment. He raised his foot and kicked Yu Nong, cursing: "This bitch is taking advantage of him!"
"Forget it, the dead person is the most important, there is no need to argue with him!" Boss Cha came back to his senses, sighed quietly, and in turn tried to dissuade Wang Liangyu.
Wang Liangyu retracted his feet, coughed slightly, changed the topic and asked: "What are your plans next?"
Boss Cha was stunned, with a look of confusion in his eyes.
"How about you come back to Jinmen with me and become a martial arts teacher in a martial arts school?" Wang Liangyu was worried that Boss Cha, who had no love in life, would commit suicide, so he thought about it and came up with an idea.
Boss Cha thought for a while and nodded in agreement. There was nowhere in the world for him to go, so it would be a good idea to teach some students.
The plan was decided, Wang Liangyu and Boss Zha left Lin'an City together, instead of returning to Lingyin Temple, they went directly north.
This time, Wang Liangyu has completely offended the bald man. If he wanders outside again, he may be surrounded by the bald man at any time.
To be on the safe side, Wang Liangyu decided to return to the Jinmen base camp. Someone was powerful, and even if Baldy wanted to attack, he would have to weigh it carefully.
Of course, before that, Wang Liangyu decided to go to Jinling to give a warning, lest the bald man really lost his mind and had to fight hard, and he would be the unlucky one then!
Without taking the train, Wang Liangyu was afraid that he would become the next Marshal Zhang. If he killed Yunong this time, he would not let it go with his bald temper. If a rail train or something were to be blown up, it would be difficult for Wang Liangyu to run away.
I didn’t even dare to sit in the car, so I walked through the mountains and forests on my legs.
Through these years of practice, Wang Liangyu has gained rich experience in surviving in the wild, and the journey has been smooth and peaceful.
On this day, we arrived at Maoshan, southeast of Jinling.
"What are you doing in Maoshan?" Boss Zha turned to look at Wang Liangyu and asked in surprise.
Wang Liangyu raised his head and looked at the Taoist palace that was vaguely visible among the green forests and green waves of Maoshan Mountain. He felt a little nervous and said casually: "Ask a question!"
When he reached the foot of Maoshan Mountain and looked up at the rugged mountain road, Wang Liangyu strode onto it.
After walking a few steps, I saw a Taoist priest wearing a Taoist robe, walking down the mountain quickly, as if he were walking on flat ground.
"You two came to Maoshan, are you busy?" The Taoist priest came to Wang Liangyu in a few steps, stopped, looked at Wang Liangyu and Boss Cha up and down, and asked.
Wang Liangyu was a little confused, looked at the Taoist priest blankly, and blurted out: "Uncle Nine?!"
Yes, the Taoist priest who came down the mountain was none other than Uncle Jiu. With his iconic unibrow and that familiar face, Wang Liangyu would never mistake him for it.
Uncle Jiu was stunned when he heard this, looked at Wang Liangyu in surprise, and asked: "Your Excellency, do you know me?"
"I don't know him!" Wang Liangyu shook his head, then nodded and said, "But I have heard of the name Jiu Shu for a long time, and when I saw him today, he was indeed well-deserved!"
Uncle Jiu frowned and looked at Wang Liangyu strangely, with suspicion in his eyes.
Although Uncle Jiu is a disciple of Maoshan, he has been active in eastern Guangdong all year round and lives in a yizhuang, so he has no reputation.
Wang Liangyu didn't realize that he said the wrong thing, but looking at Uncle Jiu's eyes, he quickly introduced himself: "I forgot to introduce myself to the Taoist priest. I am Wang Liangyu. This is the number one costumer who was famous in Shencheng. Boss Cha."
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"Are you Wang Liangyu?!" Uncle Jiu didn't know what Boss Cha was about, but he knew Wang Liangyu's name.
Wang Liangyu patted his chest with a smile and said carelessly: "It's just me!"
Uncle Jiu stared at Wang Liangyu for a moment, compared his face with the face in the newspaper in his memory, and finally confirmed Wang Liangyu's identity. He couldn't help but ask: "Why did you two come to Maoshan?"
"While passing through the precious land, I wanted to go up the mountain to pay homage to the true king and pray for peace!" Wang Liangyu naturally couldn't say that he came to Maoshan because of him, so he just found an excuse to fool him.
When Uncle Jiu heard this, he couldn't help but think of the biggest news in China these days, but the expression on his face became cautious, and he invited: "You two, please come with me!"
After a while, a group of three people came to the mountain.
Probably because the reputation of Taoism is not good, Maoshan, which has experienced disasters, is in a much better situation than Wudang. It still retains the three palaces and five temples, among which Yuanfu Wanning Palace is the location of the Maoshan sect's altar.
Not as grand as the Maoshan Taoist Palace of later generations, although Yuanfu Wanning Palace retains many Taoist palaces, most of them are dilapidated and dilapidated.
Following Uncle Jiu all the way into the main hall of Yuanfu Wanning Palace and Tianning Wanfu Palace, there were several old Taoists who had received the news waiting inside.
"It's a sin to disturb all the Qing cultivators!" Seeing the calm and leisurely expressions of the old Taoists, Wang Liangyu couldn't help but think of his original plans, and bowed to greet them repeatedly, never forgetting to express his apology.
After exchanging a few words, we gradually became familiar with each other.
An old Taoist with a foot-long white beard under his chin stared at Wang Liangyu, his fair and translucent face full of childlike curiosity: "Yunong, was it really you who killed me?"
Wang Liangyu shook his head, pointed at Boss Cha next to him, and said with a smile: "This is Boss Cha, who has a deep hatred for Yu Nong. This assassination of Yu Nong was all done by him. I am just providing some help." p>
"Liangyu is too modest!" Boss Zha shook his head quickly, telling all the details from Wang Liangyu's accidental rescue of him to Lin'an City's bombardment of Yunong.
"You have the guts!" The old Taoist with a white beard and childlike face cheered and clapped his hands and cheered repeatedly, "If the old Taoist hadn't been older, I would have gone down the mountain and killed him in the dark!"
One sentence made several other Taoists laugh and cry. They, Maoshan, were not Wudang. They practiced Taoist classics from top to bottom. They were real Taoist cultivators. Even though they had some fist and foot skills, they were no match for those vicious military gangsters and spies. Upon seeing this, Wang Liangyu comforted him a few words, and then asked curiously: "Speaking of which, I am quite curious about your sect's cultivation method! Is Taoist cultivation really the cultivation of immortality? What kind of magic is there in Taoist magic?
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The Taoist priests looked at each other hesitantly and shook their heads: "There is no way to cultivate immortality in this world! The so-called Maoshan Taoism is nothing more than praying and chanting mantras, nothing more!"
Wang Liangyu obviously doesn’t believe it. Even Uncle Jiu showed up. Are you telling me that Maoshan Taoism is fake?
What a fool!
"You all don't know that our sect has a long history. It has a long history with Taoism, and there are still some Taoist words in the sect!" Wang Liangyu knew the concerns of the Taoists. He laughed and picked up some of the Taoist thoughts Ji Ran mentioned earlier.
Say what you can understand.
The Taoist priests in Maoshan didn't pay much attention at first, but when they heard Wang Liangyu relaying Ji Ran's Taoist scriptures, their expressions changed. They are all true practitioners of Taoism and have practiced Taoism for many years. They immediately noticed the power and subtlety of it.
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Suddenly, in the huge Tianning Wanfu Hall, three old Taoist priests sat upright and listened carefully.
Uncle Jiu frowned and sat aside, listening and looking at Wang Liangyu. He really couldn't understand that such a martial arts master was actually proficient in Taoism.
Only Boss Cha looked shocked. He looked at Wang Liangyu and then at the Taoist priests who were listening attentively. He felt a little dazed and thought to himself: "Wang Liangyu, who is he?"