Someday.
Finally, there were no more dandy boys coming to show off their background, and a middle-aged scholar in long robes came to the small courtyard.
Maybe he’s here to warn Bai Yu, a stranger, or he’s here to explore the depth of his cultivation and confirm whether it’s the Golden elixir monk or the Foundation-building monk who is trying to make things up here. A genius with extraordinary talent can also use sword-controlling skills at the perfect state of the Foundation-building stage. I don’t understand. One cannot tell the difference.
After meeting, the Jindan monk believed that the mysterious man was a Jindan cultivator.
"Where do fellow Taoists come from?"
This is a sentence to ask about the other person's soles. It is nothing more than comparing who is the toughest sect behind.
If a strong sect is on top, it will step on the other side, but if it's not, it will keep its tail between its legs. Those with a little background will like to ask where their Taoist friends are from and ask more about their backers. The essence of an organization like a sect is not much different from a gang.
"Come from where you came from."
A certain dragon replied casually without raising his head. He was really not interested in talking nonsense.
"..."
The profound answer confused the other party. After careful consideration, he realized that it contained a mysterious artistic conception. Although he could not clearly see its specific realm and skills, he was definitely a Golden Elixir monk. This was not easy to handle.
"Why do fellow Taoists help the son of a sinner? Sometimes it is more sensible to stay safe and meddle in others' affairs."
"My pleasure."
Money can't buy me happiness. I ignore the other person and do my own thing. I keep working skillfully at the work in hand. Now a certain Jiao can definitely be regarded as an expert in paper umbrellas. In a certain era, it is equivalent to a folk artist or an artistic Jiao.
"In that case, take your leave."
The golden elixir monk left. There were some things that didn’t need to be said too much.
…
The day for the martial arts competition between young people from aristocratic families in Bian City is approaching, and Bian City is becoming more and more lively.
On the day of the competition, there will be many Liang nobles watching the ceremony. The gathering of a large number of nobles will drive consumption. Especially the brothels and restaurants are almost full every day. Jealousy and fights can be seen everywhere.
Bai Yu decided to stop training Ren Zhuo and let him rest for a few days. The crazy training in the past two months needed to be slowed down. Now his martial arts skills have no problem against the children of the Liang Kingdom's powerful families. Even if the opponent's cultivation level is slightly higher, it will not be a problem. , the impact of this difference is not big, it mainly depends on who is more ruthless and who is not afraid of death.
And Ren Zhuo has exactly these two points.
In the busy streets, Bai Yu still wears a straw hat with the brim lowered to cover his face. In this era where security is basically based on dogs, being beautiful will bring a lot of trouble. It is not an exaggeration for a dandy to rob a good family on the street. As for the law, haha, that thing is a target. If you are a poor person, money and power are your principles.
Originally, Ren Zhuo was not allowed to leave Lushui Town and enter the city without permission. Of course, he is still not allowed to enter the city now.
In the past month or so, I often go to the city to eat and drink. It’s the same restaurant. The boss and the waiter have become accustomed to it and are even more attentive. They just rely on the girl to eat and pay for nothing else. Monsters will be monsters, as long as they buy and sell. Doing business with someone is not about making money. One meal for one person can equal ten days of income in a restaurant.
Ren Zhuo finally no longer had to eat those unpalatable medicinal foods. He ate an elbow with a fierce expression, and then looked at Mr. Mystery with a dumb look as he ate like water...
After pondering for a long time, Ren Zhuo decided to tell this mesmerizingly beautiful gentleman about the clues about the broken bones.
She didn't break her promise, she did a lot and paid a lot. What she got now was far more than the value of those few words. She was a good person and there was no need to get involved.
"gentlemen."
"Hmm~"
My mouth was too full and I couldn't understand. I stuffed the pork knuckle into my mouth and swallowed it with a slurp. No bones were left. It was the most beautiful moment in the world.
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"I once heard from my father that the broken bones were snatched from the hands of savages near the snow-capped mountains in the northwest desert. Those savages worshiped the broken bones as gods. The specific snow-capped mountains were not specified."
Bai Yu ate hard, glanced at Ren Zhuo, swallowed the food, took out his notebook and wrote down the clues.
Close the book.
"Although I got what I wanted, I will continue to fulfill the contract and prepare to compete."
Ren Zhuo was surprised. He didn't expect such a result. His face turned red and he was very excited. He took a deep breath and got up and bowed down to salute seriously. He was so moved that he was completely moved.
"Thank you, sir!"
In fact, after Bai Yu learned that he needed to leave the Central Plains, he had an idea. He had to prepare enough supplies when traveling far away. He just happened to loot the Yuan Ying masters and Jindan monks from Liang State to accumulate their property, and then left the Central Plains after a thorough sweep.
After leaving the restaurant, a certain Jiao bought out several cooking and seasoning shops, then went to a private salt seller's warehouse to move a large amount of salt. He also collected a lot of other necessary supplies and used several other storage bags to pack supplies. Who knows what he was doing in the northwest desert? When you can come back, the place is short of supplies and materials, so you should always treat yourself better when you are away.
Return to Lushui Town and give Black Horse a few words to let him leave first.
"drive!"
The black horse encouraged itself and galloped away, quickly disappearing into the distance. You will need it to go to the northwest desert, but you must prepare in advance to leave Biancheng.
He looked up at the dark clouds in the distant sky.
"It's going to rain..."
If it rains well, it can hide your aura and increase your strength, which is good for killing people.
Ren Zhuo knelt in front of his parents' memorial tablet and talked a lot. What he said the most was that he would soon go to the underworld to reunite with his family. His face was determined. He knew very well how powerful the Liang royal family and those nobles were, and revenge was just wishful thinking. That's all, I don't believe that the gentleman with mysterious origins and weird temper can help me avenge myself.
Bai Yu gave him a jar of strong liquor, and Ren Zhuo got drunk without any accident, talking and yelling nonsense.
After drinking too much, my brain was weak and I dared to say anything. One of the sentences almost caused death...
"Dad! When I become a strong man, I will destroy the Liang Kingdom! I will be the king myself! Sir, the queen!"
Behind him, a translucent clone had already put the tip of a knife against the back of Ren Zhuo's head. With just a slight push, the down-and-out boy could be reunited with him in the underworld in advance. In the end, he still couldn't do it. A certain dragon felt that there was no need to meet a kid. .
Ren Zhuo, who was so drunk, didn't know that he had wandered around the gate of hell...
It's quiet at night.
Bai Yu was busy adding rare metals to the horizontal knives and heavy knives to increase their power.
After the competition between the second generations of nobles, the real battle begins. A Nascent Soul monk joins forces with six Golden Core monks, which looks very scary. Bai Yu hopes that they will take all their belongings with them so that they can quickly snatch them after killing someone. to the benefits.
He also took out the black armor parts and carefully repaired and strengthened them. If a worker wants to do his job well, he must first sharpen his tools. Anyway, he had nothing to do and took the opportunity to finish the work that he had delayed before.
Under the moonlight, a certain dragon was sitting on the threshold, bending down and playing with the equipment, working hard...
Ren Zhuo, who was lying in front of his parents' memorial tablets, was dreaming about something. He was grinning and giggling. He smelled of alcohol and looked less and less like a child from a wealthy family.
In the distance, there is a black horse galloping in the night.
"Drive~!"——
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