The next day, the Seven Freaks of Jiangnan and Guo Yang said goodbye to Master Lu and his son. They were going north to the desert to pick up Guo's mother.
The desert was full of dangers, so Mu Nianci and Qin Nanqin, under Guo Yang's persuasion, did not go with them and instead went to Niujia Village.
Wang Liangyu and Huang Rong also chose to leave at the same time and continue on their way.
Lu Chengfeng was quite generous and gave each person a thick piece of Cheng Yi.
After bidding everyone farewell, Lu Chengfeng turned to look at Lu Guanying beside him, with a stern look on his face, and asked, "Is there any news about the Mongolian envoy?"
Lawrence Lu shook his head and asked in confusion: "Why does father ask this?"
"Song and Meng jointly planned to attack the Wu Kingdom. As a disciple of my mentor, I should share the worries of my mentor." Lu Chengfeng twirled his short beard and looked up to the north with a solemn expression.
Lu Guanying thought about it and realized what his father wanted to do, and quickly said: "The Mongolian envoys include Brother Guo's master and sworn brothers. Isn't it not good to do this?"
"Stupid!" Lu Chengfeng cursed angrily, then frowned, thought for a moment, and said, "If we don't kill, can't we still catch him? Without the Mongolian envoy, I don't see how the Song-Mongolia coalition will proceed.
Go down."
"My father is brilliant!" Lawrence Lu praised repeatedly, his face full of admiration.
Lu Chengfeng snorted and warned: "Go down and search for the whereabouts of the Mongolian envoys with all your strength, and don't let them get away!" After saying that, he paused, looked back at Lu Guanying, and reminded, "Okay.
Go to the water prison to find Qiu Qianzhang, he may know."
Not to mention that Lu Chengfeng took matters into his own hands, Wang Liangyu and Huang Rong left Guiyun Village and headed straight to Lin'an.
He said he didn't care about the Song-Meng coalition, but in fact, Wang Liangyu really didn't want Song and Meng to unite, so he rushed to Lin'an quickly, hoping to scare Emperor Zhao and Song and hinder the Song-Meng coalition.
However, as soon as she stepped into Lin'an City, Huang Rong was attracted by the bustling city. She dragged Wang Liangyu and started shopping, forgetting all the business matters.
What could Wang Liangyu do? He could only accompany him.
"As expected of Lin'an City, I think it's more lively than most cities!" Huang Rong praised endlessly while holding candied haws in one hand and rice cakes in the other.
Behind Huang Rong, Wang Liangyu looked helpless. His hands and body were covered with various gadgets and snacks.
We were shopping and eating all the way, and before we knew it, it was noon.
"Brother Jing, let's go inside and sit for a while!" Huang Rong suddenly stopped and pointed to a restaurant beside the road and said.
Wang Liangyu turned around and saw that it was a "familiar place", a building outside the building.
At this time, the waiter in the shop had already come to greet him: "You two, would you like to sit inside for a while?"
"Why didn't you hear the sound of storytelling?" Wang Liangyu nodded and asked as he walked inside.
Wang Liangyu remembered that when he came before, he could hear the sound of storytelling outside the door, but at this moment, apart from the noise of the diners, there was no sound of storytelling.
"Turns out he is a regular customer, sorry for my poor eyesight!" the waiter said, and then explained, "I'm afraid I haven't been here for a long time, sir. Mr. Zhang has changed the time now. He will come to read after noon every day, and there will still be a while!"
Wang Liangyu was stunned when he heard this, and followed the waiter up to the second floor. There were already many people sitting there, but there were only a few tables left outside.
"Business is really good!" Wang Liangyu exclaimed, choosing to sit down in the window seat as before.
I ordered a few signature dishes and ordered some tea.
The waiter took Wang Liangyu's menu and turned to leave.
"Brother Yu, is Mr. Zhang a storyteller of the Spring and Autumn Period?" Huang Rong looked around, her eyes quickly falling on the small wooden platform in the center of the second floor, and she looked a little excited.
Wang Liangyu looked sideways at the lakes and mountains outside the window, and said with a smile: "Yes, that Mr. Zhang is indeed a genuine storyteller of the Spring and Autumn Period."
There are many storytellers in this world, but there are very few storytellers like the one in the building outside the building who cultivates the mental power of all living beings. Most storytellers just have the name of Spring and Autumn Storytellers, which is not worthy of their name.
"Then I'll be lucky!" Huang Rong looked towards the small wooden platform in the center with a look of eagerness.
Wang Liangyu shook his head and laughed, thinking secretly: "I wonder how this Mr. Zhang is doing with his spiritual cultivation?"
Last time in Lin'an, Wang Liangyu had contact with Mr. Zhang and passed on to him the storyteller practice method of the Spring and Autumn Period.
After a while, the dishes were served.
Wang Liangyu and Huang Rong chatted while eating, looking at the small wooden platform in the center from time to time.
Just when he was anxious, Wang Liangyu saw a familiar figure walking slowly up to the second floor.
"Here we come!" Wang Liangyu chuckled, looked at Huang Rong, and reminded.
Huang Rong straightened up instantly, looked around, and soon found Mr. Zhang walking up. She was greatly disappointed: "It doesn't look like there is anything special about it!" After a pause, she added, "It seems to be no different from other storytellers.
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"Storyteller, what difference can there be!" Wang Liangyu couldn't laugh or cry when he heard this, but the real situation was not disclosed.
As he spoke, Zhang Zhiyou stepped onto the wooden platform, holding a paper fan in one hand and a fist in the other, saluting and greetings in all directions.
When his gaze swept across Wang Liangyu's direction, Zhang Zhiyou instantly recognized Wang Liangyu. His eyes flashed, then quickly disappeared, and he passed by Wang Liangyu like a normal person.
"Remember me!" Zhang Zhiyou responded quickly. Others probably didn't notice, but Wang Liangyu all saw it and muttered secretly, "All living beings have different mental abilities than before. It seems that cultivation is very effective!"
While he was chanting, Zhang Zhiyou lifted up his gown, sat down slowly, extended his left hand, and opened the paper fan in his hand, revealing the two characters "Spring and Autumn".
Accompanied by the sound of Xing Mu banging the table, the originally noisy building outside the building fell silent for an instant, and only Zhang Zhiyou's clear and loud voice could be heard.
"Dear readers, please continue the book from the previous chapter..."
Huang Rong listened for a long time with her ears perked up. A blush quickly appeared on her charming face. She couldn't help but turn her head to look at Wang Liangyu. With a hint of excitement, she lowered her voice and said, "Brother Yu, does he seem to be telling your story?"
It turned out that what Zhang Zhiyou was talking about on the stage was neither a travel novel nor an unofficial history of an official. Instead, he was telling the story of Wang Liangyu, the Emperor Wu, who rose to fame in the capital and now uses military force in place of gold.
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According to Zhang Zhiyou's description, Wang Liangyu, the Emperor Wu, has become a god in the sky. When he comes to the human world, he will go down to earth to undergo tribulations. When he is successful, he will ascend to the immortal world.
To the ears of Huang Rong and other listeners, this kind of artistic processing just feels mysterious and mysterious, and they don't pay too much attention to it.
But Wang Liangyu knew it very well, and this processing seemed to be intentional!
"It seems that I have to meet Mr. Zhang again!" Wang Liangyu looked at Zhang Zhiyou and had an idea in his mind.
Before I knew it, half a day passed.
"If you want to know how Emperor Wu led the Quanzhen Sect to escape from Zhongnan Mountain, please listen to the next chapter to explain it!"
There was another clap of the wake-up wood, and Zhang Zhiyou finished the last sentence, and today's storytelling came to an end.
However, the audience present was unwilling to let Zhang Zhiyou go just like this, and clamored for Zhang Zhiyou to continue speaking.
There were even wealthy customers who offered silver ingots and only asked Zhang Zhiyou to talk for half an hour.
Zhang Zhiyou held the folding fan and held his hands in all directions, saying he was sorry but never letting go.
Everyone felt helpless when they saw this. Even the powerful people did not dare to bully a Spring and Autumn storyteller like Zhang Zhiyou, so they had to send Zhang Zhiyou off respectfully.
Zhang Zhiyou thanked him, walked downstairs slowly and left the building outside the building.
"Rong'er, let's follow!" Wang Liangyu put down the broken silver, pulled Huang Rong and flew downstairs, far behind Zhang Zhiyou.
"Brother Yu, what are you going to do?" Huang Rong clung to Wang Liangyu, looking expectantly at Zhang Zhiyou not far ahead, and said excitedly, "Do you want to recruit Spring and Autumn Storytellers?"
The Spring and Autumn Storyteller has incredible intelligence capabilities. Huang Rong had thought about the Spring and Autumn Storyteller a long time ago, but later she chose to give up after learning about the Spring and Autumn Storyteller's terrifying background.
Wang Liangyu patted Huang Rong's head, shook his head and said, "Don't think nonsense, I'm looking for him and I want to ask him something."
"Brother Yu, is there anything you don't know about in this world?" Huang Rong looked at Wang Liangyu in surprise when she heard this.
Wang Liangyu's performance has always made everyone subconsciously feel that Wang Liangyu knows everything and is even more powerful than the storyteller of the Spring and Autumn Period who has a profound background.
Hearing Huang Rong's words, Wang Liangyu couldn't laugh or cry, and was speechless: "I'm not a god..."
Just as he was talking, Wang Liangyu suddenly noticed that Zhang Zhiyou in front of him suddenly increased his speed. Without any time to say anything, he hugged Huang Rong and quickly chased after her, always keeping a certain distance, not too far or too close.
"Huh? Are you leaving the city?" Huang Rong suddenly said in surprise, a little stunned, "Is it possible that he lives outside the city?"
Wang Liangyu chuckled and shook his head. His eyes fell on Zhang Zhiyou in front of him and whispered: "He deliberately lured us out of the city!" After a pause, he laughed again, "I just don't know what his plan was.
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Huang Rongyi was a brave man and was not afraid of others. Instead, he kept urging Wang Liangyu to catch up quickly and not to lose him.
The three of them left Lin'an City one after another and walked another three miles until they came to a wilderness.
Zhang Zhiyou stopped, turned around, and waited quietly.
"Is he waiting for us?" Huang Rong lay on Wang Liangyu's back, looking through the dense branches and leaves at Zhang Zhiyou in the distance, with a slightly nervous and expectant expression on her face, "Brother Yu, we have to go there
?"
Wang Liangyu nodded, then jumped down from the branch with Huang Rong, landing directly in front of Zhang Zhiyou.
Seeing Wang Liangyu and Huang Rong appear from a distance, Zhang Zhiyou immediately raised his hands and saluted: "Zhang Zhiyou, the storyteller of the Spring and Autumn Period, has met the predecessors of Emperor Wu and Miss Huang!"
"You know me?" Huang Rong looked surprised when she heard this.
Zhang Zhiyou smiled and said, "The daughter of Medicine Master Dongxie Huang is very good at cooking. Who in the world doesn't know her?"
"The following words are a bit false!" Huang Rong was quite happy listening to Zhang Zhiyou's compliment, while Wang Liangyu on the side was a little speechless.
Zhang Zhiyou had a sarcastic look on his face when he heard this, laughed dryly, changed the subject, and asked: "I wonder why Senior Emperor Wu is looking for me?"
"Didn't you bring us here?" Wang Liangyu snorted and asked.
Zhang Zhiyou glanced at Huang Rong and opened his mouth to explain: "I have a special perception technique. The two of them followed me from outside the building. I sensed it, so I led you two here."
Wang Liangyu knew that the perceptive magic mentioned by Zhang Zhiyou was actually the mental power of sentient beings.
"Why, is there a trap here?" Wang Liangyu chuckled and looked around casually, "To catch a turtle in a urn or to let the dog out?"
Zhang Zhiyou was dumbfounded by Wang Liangyu's words. He could sense that Wang Liangyu was joking, but he had to be cautious and had to be careful: "Senior Emperor Wu is joking, there is no trap!"
"Oh, then what do you want to do?" Wang Liangyu guessed that Zhang Zhiyou must have ulterior motives, but she didn't know what he wanted to do.
Zhang Zhiyou was completely unable to resist and simply showed his cards: "Senior Emperor Wu, I'm offended!"
While speaking, Zhang Zhiyou suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed at the Shenting point on Wang Liangyu's forehead.
Wang Liangyu subconsciously prepared to raise his hand to block it, but immediately felt that Zhang Zhiyou's finger did not have killing intent, and he felt doubtful and did not take action.
"Thank you, senior, for showing mercy!"
Along with a thank you, Zhang Zhiyou's index finger gently landed on the divine court.
Before coming back to his senses, Wang Liangyu suddenly felt that Niwan Palace was in turmoil, his spirit was in chaos, and the minds of all living beings were like wild horses that had escaped the reins and began to lose control.
Trying his best to stabilize his mind, Wang Liangyu finally noticed something strange. It turned out to be the intrusion of the mental power of all sentient beings.
Thinking of this, Wang Liangyu's face turned cold, he shouted angrily and cursed: "How brave!"
Zhang Zhiyou had found what he wanted. Seeing Wang Liangyu's expression suddenly change, he knelt on the ground without hesitation, threw himself on the ground, and shouted: "Ancestor, calm down!"
Wang Liangyu was startled when he heard this. The hand he had just raised slowly fell down, and he looked at Zhang Zhiyou doubtfully.
Wang Liangyu vaguely remembered that Zhang Zhiyou mentioned last time that Lu Qi, who founded the line of Spring and Autumn storytellers, seemed to be only the second ancestor, so the title of this ancestor is very intriguing.
Huang Rong's eyes on the side also shone, feeling as if she was about to hear some shocking news.
Zhang Zhiyou lay prone on the ground, not daring to move.
"Get up!" Wang Liangyu snorted, motioned Zhang Zhiyou to get up, and then asked, "Do you know me?"
Zhang Zhiyou glanced at Huang Rong and stopped talking.
"But it doesn't matter!" Wang Liangyu glanced at Huang Rong, who was full of expectation, knowing that he might not be able to drive her away at this time.
Zhang Zhiyou coughed lightly and said slowly: "There is a portrait of the ancestor in the Spring and Autumn Storytellers Association." After a pause, he explained, "That finger just now was used by a junior to confirm your identity through a secret method. There are many
I take the liberty of asking Patriarch Haihan!"
Wang Liangyu rolled his eyes and asked angrily: "Tell me, what do you want to do when you are looking for me?" Before Zhang Zhiyou could speak, he waved his hand and said, "Don't count on me, I know, last time
I leave it all to you!"
Zhang Zhiyou quickly shook his head when he heard this and explained: "This junior has no intention of doing this, but just out of respect, I came here to pay homage to the ancestor!" After a pause, he added, "If the ancestor has given instructions, the Spring and Autumn Storyteller will definitely do it.
Go through fire and water, no matter what!"
After hearing this, Wang Liangyu finally understood: "Dare you, you want to help!" After a moment, he stared at Zhang Zhiyou and asked, "However, the Spring and Autumn Storytellers have always been neutral. If you interfere,
My thing is not good, right?"
"The affairs of the ancestors are the affairs of the Spring and Autumn Storytellers!" Zhang Zhiyou raised his head with a solemn expression.
Wang Liangyu was a little moved, hesitated for a long time, and finally shook his head and refused: "Forget it, it's better not to break the rules established by the Spring and Autumn Storytellers for thousands of years!" Seeing Zhang Zhiyou eager to say something, Wang Liangyu raised his hand to stop and said, "
Remember, I am just Wang Liangyu now, not anyone else, and I have nothing to do with the Spring and Autumn Storyteller!"
Zhang Zhiyou was even more anxious when he heard this, but he didn't know what to say.
"By the way, I have something to trouble you." On second thought, Wang Liangyu remembered something and asked, "Has the Spring and Autumn Storytellers ever included the martial arts of the Xiaoyao sect?"
Zhang Zhiyou nodded and replied: "Back then, Xiaoyaozi used a copy of "Xiaoyao Yufeng" as a matchmaker to invite him to the Chunqiu Pavilion to read the secret scriptures of hundreds of schools in the pavilion." After a pause, he added, "And this one
"Xiaoyao Yufeng" is the source of Xiaoyao sect's martial arts!"
Wang Liangyu looked surprised when he heard this, and then asked: "Can I take a look?"
"Of course!" Zhang Zhiyou nodded without hesitation and said solemnly, "Chunqiu Pavilion was built because of our ancestors. If our ancestors want to see it, it's natural!"