"Xuan Yuan?" The man's figure did not move, his mind was racing, and he didn't know what he meant.
While he was thinking, he heard the noise of soldiers, and then saw a group of sword-wielding soldiers breaking through the door and surrounding Yuan Qing.
"This general is negligent, please punish me by the city lord!" The leading general rushed forward, clasped his fists and bowed his head, and said respectfully.
The man sheathed his sword, waved his hand and took a few steps forward to take a closer look. He saw the young man wearing single clothes and a white robe. His expression remained unchanged despite the sword approaching him. His temperament was ethereal and his demeanor was leisurely, not like a mortal figure.
After pondering for a moment, he turned slightly sideways and said to the general behind him: "Go and ask Master Ma to come."
"yes."
The general bowed and accepted the order, then returned in a moment, followed by a middle-aged Taoist man with a crescent crown on his head and a cloud and crane robe, Shi Shiran stepped into the room.
The Taoist didn't care about the situation in the house. He walked straight to the man and said, "Brother Shen, why are you panicking? I'm just about to start making elixirs."
The man smiled slightly and replied: "It's Shen's fault for disturbing Brother Ma's alchemy, but this young man claims to be from Xuanyuan, and his behavior is quite extraordinary. I don't know what he means. I can't decide for the moment, so I have no choice but to invite Brother Dao to come. Get an idea."
The Taoist was immediately startled when he heard the word "Xuan Yuan", turned around hurriedly, looked at Yuan Qing up and down, and at the same time released his spiritual consciousness to explore him.
When the Taoist entered, Yuan Qing knew that he was only in the realm of Qi training. At this moment, his spiritual thoughts reached his body, and the young man did not stop him. He just stood quietly, letting his body's skills flow naturally, allowing for exploration.
Sure enough, at the next moment, the Taoist's expression changed drastically. He bowed his head to the bottom and said respectfully: "Let's go to see our seniors."
When the man saw this, he immediately ordered his soldiers to retreat, and then he also bowed and saluted: "Shen Wenxin didn't know that the Immortal was in front of him, so he offended me so much. I hope that the Immortal will forgive me."
Yuan Qing waved his sleeves to help the two men up, and then said: "It is Yuan who is reckless, and the city lord should be like this."
After hearing this, Shen Wenxin shook his head repeatedly and said "I don't dare", and suddenly felt more favorable towards Yuan Qing in her heart; Ma Youzhi stood aside with his hands tied, thinking in his heart: "As expected of a disciple of the great sect, he does have the style of an immortal family."
After some negotiation, the three of them took their seats respectively. Yuan Qing took the host position, but Shen and Ma insisted on it. Then Shen Wenxin asked: "I wonder where the immortal came from this time?"
Yuan Qing replied calmly: "I am wandering in the mountains and have no idea of the location. I would like to borrow the city lord's map to have a look. In addition, Yuan also wants to know something about the monsters attacking the city."
Before Shen Wenxin could say anything, Ma Youzhi took the lead and asked, "How dare you, my junior, to ask my senior whether Fang Li fought in Beiliang and wants to return to Xuanyuan?"
Yuan Qing nodded and replied: "Not bad."
Ma Youzhi immediately said: "In that case, I have a map here, which is from the Jingtian Sect. Although it is not detailed, it roughly marks the location of the mountain gates of the big and small sects here. I hope it will be helpful to the seniors. "
As he spoke, a white light flashed in his hand, and a roll of animal skin appeared, which he handed over respectfully.
Yuan Qing took the animal skin and opened it with a shake of his hand. It was indeed as Ma Youzhi said. Although it only covered thousands of miles around Liang Kingdom, it was enough to solve the current predicament.
After a brief glance, the young man folded up the animal skin and put it aside, and then said calmly: "This picture is indeed of great use to Yuan. What do you want from my fellow Taoist? You might as well say so."
Ma Youzhi chuckled and replied: "Senior has a clear mind, and I am convinced by this junior. There is indeed something, and it is closely related to the monster siege."
After saying that, he glanced at Shen Wenxin, who immediately understood and said: "So that the Immortal will know that there are thirteen monsters in this beast chaos. They are over ten feet tall and all belong to the wolf genus. The leader of the monster wolf is three feet tall." High or low, infinitely powerful and invulnerable, none of us mortals can match him."
Yuan Qing understood what he said and asked with a chuckle: "Are you two going to let Yuan go and get rid of these monsters?"
Ma Youzhi's smile grew brighter and he said flatteringly: "Senior's cultivation is so profound that he can easily capture some little monsters. Besides, there are soldiers and formations to assist him, which makes it even more..."
Halfway through the words, Yuan Qing suddenly stood up and walked away, ignoring the map on the table without even looking at it again.
Shen Wenxin immediately became anxious, stood up in a hurry, bowed and said: "Thinking of all the people in the city, I sincerely ask for your help, senior!"
Ma Youzhi was also anxious. He took a few steps forward and shouted loudly: "Senior, stay back. I still have a bottle of elixir in my hand. It has been passed down from ancient times. After the matter is completed, it will be..."
At this point, he stopped abruptly, but heard the clanging of the sword. The young man stepped on his feet and turned sideways, with a bright silver light all over his body. The powerful sword intent came out of his body, like a sharp blade hanging from the top, piercing the two people's brains with pain.
There was another clear cry, and the brilliance was gone. The young man turned around with a flick of his sleeves, and suddenly disappeared, leaving the two of them looking at each other in confusion.
After a long while, Shen Wenxin shook his head, with a bitter look on his face, and let out a long sigh; Ma Youzhi was still in shock, thinking over and over again in his mind, wondering which words made this senior so unhappy.
To the west of the city, there is a blacksmith shop.
After Yuan Qing left the city lord's mansion, he followed Zhuzhu's instructions and headed straight to the west of the city. Standing outside the shop now, watching this honest man busy and busy, he couldn't help but smile.
"Zhuzi, I'm here to have a drink with you." Yuan Qing shouted loudly.
Upon hearing this, Zhu Zhu immediately put down his work and came to the outside. Following Zhang Jian's example, he bowed to Yuan Qing and shouted "Shangxian".
Yuan Qing helped him up without waiting for him to bow down, and then said: "I came to you to have a drink. Where can I find such vulgar etiquette? In addition, the name of the Immortal is not allowed to be mentioned again. Just call me." That’s Brother Yuan.”
Zhu Zhu blinked and asked: "Brother Yuan, you look like you are only in your early twenties. I am already in my thirties. Why do you ask me to call you big brother?"
After saying that, he suddenly slapped his head, then took a step forward and whispered mysteriously: "I know, you gods are all immortal. You may look young, but in fact you are all old gods who have lived for a long time!"
Yuan Qing laughed, and then lowered his voice and said: "You are right, to be honest, I am actually over a hundred years old!"
Zhuzi was shocked when he heard this, and replied with wide eyes: "Then I should call you ancestor!"
"Hahaha!" The young man laughed loudly, his laughter was hearty and beyond words.
Zhuzi was a little confused when he saw him like this, and murmured to himself: "Did I say something wrong? Should I call him ancestor?"
"Ahem," Yuan Qing smiled and coughed twice, no longer entangled with him about the title of seniority, and changed the topic and asked: "Zhuzi, where is your good wine?"
As soon as Zhuzi heard about the wine, he immediately forgot everything, showed his face and said with a naive smile: "I have already prepared it, and I am waiting for you to come!"
As he spoke, he grabbed Yuan Qing's wrist and walked towards the shop. He didn't take more than two steps when he suddenly let go. His face was sullen, and his big hands were rubbed randomly on his body. When he looked back, he saw that the young man's sleeves were as clean as new, and he was amazed again.
When they got to the backyard, Zhu Zhu plunged into the back room, moved tables and stools out, and shouted at the top of his voice: "My dear, the god I told you is here, hurry up and take out the pot of burning knives I hid, Let’s cook some more delicious dishes, and I’m going to treat the gods to wine today!”
After setting the table and taking a seat, I saw a woman walking out of the room holding a small scarlet altar, followed closely by a fat boy with a tiger-like head.
The woman put the wine down and turned around to go back to the house, never daring to raise her head to look at Yuan Qing. The fat boy was quite courageous, and his little eyes wandered around, looking up and down.
Seeing this, Yuan Qing couldn't help but sigh: "In a blink of an eye, I didn't expect you to have a family."
Zhuzi smiled and replied: "I met my mother-in-law on the way to escape. Seeing how pitiful she was alone, I helped her, and then we fled together to Qingzhou Prefecture. We only got married two years ago, and it didn't take long for her to be married. I gave birth to a big fat boy."
While he was talking, the wine was already full. Zhuzhu picked up the porcelain bowl and said loudly: "Brother Yuan, no matter how you say it, you have saved the lives of all the officers and soldiers in Xinan City. I respect you!" After speaking, he raised his head and drank a gulp. Bare.
Seeing his generosity, Yuan Qing naturally did not hesitate, he also raised his head and drank the whole drink in one gulp.
As the name suggests, the wine is spicy and pierces the throat, like a burning knife passing through the abdomen, and fire piercing the intestines, but in a moment it evaporates into melting heat and rushes out.
"Good wine!" Yuan Qing breathed a long sigh of relief and praised in a deep voice. After saying this, he filled up another bowl and drank it all again.
After one bowl, Zhuzi's face turned red and his eyes showed drunkenness. When he saw Yuan Qing drinking again, he became stubborn and not to be outdone, he also drank another bowl.
After three bowls of food, the man finally found it difficult to survive. With a "clang" sound, he fell drunk on the table and fell unconscious.
When the fat boy heard the noise, he ran out, shook his father, and called out twice. When he saw no response, he turned to Yuan Qing, not afraid of life, and asked crisply: "Old god, I am What's wrong with dad?"
"Your father was drunk and fell asleep." Yuan Qing replied with a smile.
"Oh," the little fat man nodded, and then asked: "Then when will he wake up? Mom said he will be fine after a while."
"He will wake up tomorrow morning." Yuan Qing replied while pouring wine.
"Oh," the little fat man tilted his head, staring at the drink in Yuan Qing's bowl, motionless.
After a while, he couldn't hold it any longer. He took two steps forward, blinked, and asked curiously: "Old god, is this delicious?"
Yuan Qing smiled slightly and said, "It certainly tastes good."
As soon as he finished speaking, the fat boy actually picked up the porcelain bowl and took a sip. However, the next moment he was so spicy that he burst into tears and burst into tears. After crying for a few times, he sat down on the ground again. His face was red, he was swaying, and after a while he fell down and fell asleep.
The woman hurried out when she heard the crying. Seeing that everyone, big and small, was drunk, she couldn't help but get angry. However, Yuan Qing was present and suppressed her. She picked up the baby and turned around to leave, leaving behind a pillar. As a quilt, the ground as a mat, snoring like thunder.
Yuan Qing smiled and shook his head, drank the last bowl, then took the Invisibility Technique, summoned the Water-Breaking Sword, and wielded the sword straight up to Qingming.
As night falls, the evening breeze blows gently, the young man's clothes are flying, and there are thousands of lights under his feet.
"Originally, I was a guest of Qingdeng, but I fell in love with the world because of drunkenness. That's all."
...
The next day.
Near noon, Zhuzhu let out a muffled groan. Youyou woke up and looked around. Yuan Qing was nowhere to be seen, and she was lying in the backyard, still covered with a thin quilt.
I rolled up the quilt and entered the back room. I saw no wife and children, and no food. There was only a bowl of gruel on the dining table.
The man scratched his head and didn't care about anything else. He picked up the bowl of porridge and poured it into his mouth. Then he didn't put it away and went straight to the shop.
Pushing open the shop door, I suddenly found that the tailor shop opposite had been transformed into a bookstore at some time, with clear tea and cigarette smoke.
There is a plaque hanging on the door screen, with red edges and ink background, and the words "Shu Jian Ju" are written in three large gilt characters.
In the bookstore, the young man raised his pen with his wrist hanging, swiping the brush freely.
