Xia Chengyi smiled after hearing this and did not try to expose Zhong Quan. He knew that Zhong Quan loved face.
Zhong Quan sat down on the curb on the side of the road. He used too much force and grinned suddenly, "I came here just because I looked for you in the morning and saw that you were not at home. I asked the short winter melon to find out that you had gone out early in the morning. Just come and take a look."
When he thought of the deflated winter melon, Zhong Quan suddenly smiled brightly.
Seeing Zhong Qing's expression, Xia Chengyi asked curiously, "Why are you so happy?"
Zhong Quan grinned, "You don't know the expression on that short winter melon's face when I slapped it."
When Xia Chengyi heard that Zhong Quan slapped Xia Qingfeng, he was shocked and asked worriedly: "Are you having a conflict with Qingfeng again? You weren't hurt, were you?"
He was not worried about Xia Qingfeng. He was afraid that Xia Qingfeng would get angry and slap Zhong Quan to death. But looking at Zhong Quan's appearance now, Xia Qingfeng didn't seem to do anything to him.
Zhong Quan rolled his eyes, "What kind of injury can I get? Just that short winter melon. I can hit five with one hand, no, ten!"
Xia Chengyi was speechless and didn't know what to say. Thinking about it, he thought it was better not to tell Zhong Quan the truth. That was it, it was good.
Zhong Quan leaned back and looked sideways at the river behind him, his eyes fixed on the river. The water was crystal clear, not like water that had been used to cast a sword.
Xia Chengyi put the big basket behind him at his feet, "Where's Zuo Shuwen? Why didn't you see him coming?"
"He didn't know where he went early in the morning. He went to his house and knocked on the door for a long time, but there was no response. He must be secretly planning a revenge plan." Zhong Quan whistled, picked up a stone from his feet, and waved it casually. , the stone bounced a few times on the river surface, causing a ripple, and then sank into the water. The fish that had been gathered together in the stream suddenly dispersed like frightened birds.
Xia Chengyi was a little worried about Zhongzhong and said worriedly: "Zuo Shuwen doesn't really intend to take revenge on that Lord Bai, right?"
The disparity in strength between the two is like a cricket shaking a tree, and the strength of the two is like a chasm.
Zuo Shuwen, let alone seeking revenge, might be caught by Bai Hao if he reveals even a hint of hostility.
Zhong Quan straightened his legs and swayed left and right, "As long as he has no problems in his mind, he will not do such a thing of digging his own grave. As the old saying goes? If you keep the green hills, you will not be afraid of running out of firewood." That kid is very smart. Among the three of us, he had the most clever ideas. Every time we were scolded and punished, it wasn't just the two of us. He was the only one who had nothing wrong with him, so you don't have to worry about him. He will be a bad guy for a thousand years."
Xia Chengyi smiled knowingly, "Yes."
Zhong Quan said out of nowhere, "Did you see a Taoist priest coming to the town?"
Xia Chengyi was stunned for a moment, then nodded.
He did meet a Taoist priest before he came here this morning, and the Taoist priest didn't look like a person from the small town. He was probably a foreigner who had just come to the town recently, and Xia Chengyi had a vague feeling that the Taoist priest didn't look like what he seemed on the surface. It seemed so simple, so he subconsciously touched the peace charm in his pocket.
When Zhong Quan heard that Xia Chengyi had also met the Taoist priest who looked uneasy and kind-hearted before, he asked curiously: "What did the magic stick say to you?"
Xia Chengyi thought for a while and said, "Taoist Master Jiang said that there will be bad omens for me in the near future and asked me to be more careful. He also wrote me a peace charm and asked me to post it on the door of my house when I got home."
Zhong Quan was a little surprised, and turned around to look at Xia Chengyi, "He didn't tell you anything. He has extraordinary talent and extraordinary talent, and asked you to practice with him, or something like that?"
Xia Chengyi shook his head, "Taoist Master Jiang didn't tell me this. I just drew a lot from the Taoist Master and asked him to explain the lot and solve my doubts."
"It's so strange."
Zhong Quan rubbed his chin and fell into deep thought.
Xia Chengyi picked a piece of reed grass from the grass on the roadside and folded it into the shape of a small boat. He walked to the shore and gently put it down. Then he turned around and asked, "Have you met Dao Zhang Jiang too?"
Zhong Quan nodded, but then he said with some disdain: "What kind of Taoist priest is not a Taoist priest? He is just a magic stick who talks about people and ghosts. What else can he say about me with purple energy on my head and great blessings on my waist? As long as I follow If he practices together, he will definitely achieve great things in the future, and he also said that the Twelve and Thirteen Realms are not a problem. Such words are just to scare a child. Do you really think that I, Zhong Quan, don’t know what the Twelve and Thirteen Realms are?”
Zhong Quan became angry when he thought about the Taoist's expression of neediness. The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, so he told Xia Chengyi what had happened before. He refused to let him be his master, so he wanted to do something to him on the spot. Fortunately, he was agile and escaped from the magic stick while he was distracted, and then came to the door of the blacksmith shop.
Xia Chengyi frowned slightly after hearing this, and then said slowly: "I don't think Taoist Master Jiang is a liar. If he says you have talent, maybe you really have something different from ordinary people in your cultivation."
Zhong Quan looked surprised, "Xia Chengyi, are you okay? Do you actually believe what a Taoist priest with unknown origins says? If I really followed that poor Taoist priest and became his disciple, I'm afraid I won't be able to practice cultivation yet. I would starve to death on the way, I won’t be that stupid.”
Xia Chengyi shook his head, "Don't rush to a conclusion yet. Listen to me. I think there are two reasons why Daozhang Jiang is unlikely to be one of those charlatans you mentioned. One of them is that Daozhang Jiang did not really deceive us. Even if he was given I only asked for two pennies when I drew lots to tell fortunes. The second point is that there are many foreigners in the town now. I heard Mr. Lu say that these foreigners are mostly wealthy people from outside the town. Yes, maybe Taoist Master Jiang happens to be one of these great sects."
Zhong Quan crossed his arms and curled his lips, "That poor guy is still in a big sect. Which sect is so shabby? I think he is just a shameless charlatan."
Xia Chengyi knew that Zhong Quan didn't want to talk more about this topic, so he changed the topic, "You're already here, why don't you go see Uncle Han?"
Zhong Quan quickly shook his head like a rattle, "Forget it, Uncle Han still has to take care of the shop business, so how can he have time to take care of us."
As soon as they finished speaking, a rough voice suddenly sounded in their ears, "Zhong Quan is here too?"
When Zhong Quan heard this, his legs softened with fright. He turned around tremblingly and forced a smile, "Why are you here, Uncle Han?"
The person who came was none other than Han Dadong. Because he had just finished ironing, the muscles of the middle-aged man's arms were bulging high, and the veins under the muscles were protruding like old trees. He looked frightening.
Zhong Quan was originally a mixture of fear and guilt towards Han Dadong, but now he was even more frightened when he saw Han Dadong in such a state.
The middle-aged man didn't understand why Zhong Quan was so afraid of him. He turned to look at Xia Chengyi and said solemnly: "Don't slack off on walking. Just practice more when you go back. I will teach you how to forge iron swords tomorrow."
Xia Chengyi nodded quickly.
After the man finished speaking, he turned around and left, his back as tall as a hill.
When Zhong Quan saw the man leaving, he felt relieved and let out a long sigh of relief.
Xia Chengyi smiled and said: "You don't need to be so panicked. Although Uncle Han looks fierce, he is very easy-going in dealing with people and affairs."
After hearing Xia Chengyi's words, Zhong Quan, who felt that he was surviving a disaster, glared and said, "You're not afraid. Anyway, you have that little bastard Han Gan supporting you. Can I do the same?"
Xia Chengyi carried the basket on his back, lowered his head and tightened the belt around his waist, raised his head and said, "Who told you to bully others like that?"
Zhong Quan smiled and said, "Isn't it because that little bastard's mouth was too poisonous? It was like there were a nest of snakes, scorpions and centipedes hidden in his mouth. I was so angry that I just wanted to scare him."
Xia Chengyi rolled his eyes and said angrily: "How could you do this? Take off someone's pants and throw them on a tree."
Speaking of this, Zhong Quan immediately jumped up, put his hands on his hips and cursed angrily: "Damn it, uncle, I just took off his pants. When did I throw his pants on the tree? Did that boy Zuo Shuwen do it? , deliberately letting me take the blame?"
Xia Chengyi was a little confused, "Didn't you throw his pants on the tree?"
Zhong Quan punched the young man next to him on the shoulder and said angrily: "Nonsense, you, Uncle Zhong Quan, dare to do what you do. If you haven't done it before, you haven't done it before. If I know which little bastard is taking the blame for me... …”
"What are you two mumbling about?"
In the distance, Han Gan walked in swaggering, saw Xia Chengyi and Zhong Quan, and asked.
Zhong Quan turned around suddenly and stared at Han Gan.
Han Gan felt uncomfortable being stared at by Zhong Quan, looking at him as if he were seeing a graceful and beautiful woman.
I murmured in my heart, could it be that Zhong Quan, who looks quite normal, actually has a special hobby secretly?
Han Qian quietly took a step back and pointed at Xia Chengyi beside him, "Zhong Quan, I think Xia Chengyi is more suitable for you than me. Why don't you consider becoming your good brother?"
Xia Chengyi twitched the corner of his mouth, this is nothing.
Zhong Quan withdrew his gaze and suddenly said with a smile: "It's Han Gan, your brother Zhong Quan wants to ask you something, do you know which bastard threw your pants on the tree back then? Tell you, brother Zhong Quan, Today I will help you teach that guy a lesson."
The more Zhong Quan thought about this, the more wrong he became. At this moment, after seeing Han Gan, a thought suddenly flashed in his mind.
Han Gan was a brat, with his hands clasped behind his back, he waved his hands in an old-fashioned manner, "Old Zhong, this is all in the past, there is no need for it anymore, our prime minister can support the boat."
Zhong Quan smiled but said, "You weren't the one who played and sang by yourself back then, right?"
Zhong Quan was sure that it was this kid who threw his pants into the tree and then buckled the shit basin on his body. Han Gan was the best at this trick.
Han Gan said angrily: "Old Zhong, what do you mean! Is it possible that I still make fun of my own reputation?"
Zhong Quan crossed his arms and looked down at Han Gan, who was a head shorter than himself, and said with a smile: "Do you still have a reputation to speak of? I heard that yesterday you went to steal the laundry from the wall of Hua Hongyue. She caught him red-handed, tsk tsk, now everyone in the neighborhood knows about it. I believe it won't be long before your mother knows about the "good deeds" he did. "
