The dongzhang of the town who wandered away naturally knew that when he opened the door, there was a small figure on the window watching him silently.
This girl is worried and keeps everything in her heart. She is not as open-minded as her sister, but Dongzhang can't say anything. He can only let her let go slowly, and there is no rush.
Two months later.
Dongzhang traveled through the nearby mountains and rivers, and encountered many bandits and small groups of Mongolian soldiers. His actual combat ability was greatly improved, and his pocket became bloated.
One day, in a certain inn.
Dongzhang was sitting leisurely by the window on the second floor, drinking a small drink and looking out the window at the streets with people coming and going, lost in thought. Suddenly, a conversation between the waiter and the nearby diners came to his ears:
"Recently, the food in the store has been missing from time to time. The shopkeeper reported it to the official, and the official took people to the kitchen to check, but there was no clue. This made the shopkeeper worried, even though he only lost one or two roast chickens every day. , but I can’t bear to lose it every day.”
"Originally, the shopkeeper thought that someone in the store committed the crime privately, but after checking one by one, it was not the case. The shopkeeper even personally sat in the kitchen, and the roasted chicken on the table actually disappeared inadvertently and in full view of everyone. You said No wonder.”
"Even that ghost, it must have something to be afraid of. It has also invited many monks and Taoists, but it is still lost every day. After asking around, other shops are fine. Only our small shop was robbed, and it was just the wool. , you can’t dig hard at a sheep, no sheep can stand it every day.”
"That's a weird thing. No wonder I feel a chill on my back every time I come to your house for dinner. It must be a ghost. Oops, I won't tell you anymore. I have to go home quickly. Waiter, check out."
"Hey, hey, don't, Sir, I was just joking..."
"I believe you as a ghost..."
With a wry smile on the waiter's face, the diners on the table paid their bills and left one after another. No matter how the waiter explained, he couldn't listen to it, and he seemed like he would never come back again.
Patting his mouth gently, the waiter was annoyed that he couldn't help gossiping, and then he had no choice but to clean up the leftovers on the table.
Dong Zhang, who listened to every word at the next table, smiled and called the waiter: "Waiter, come here."
"Hey, what are your orders, sir?"
Dongzhang chuckled and asked, "Is what you just said true? Isn't it just nonsense?"
Seeing that he was being questioned, the waiter immediately became unhappy and said with a serious face: "How can I joke about my own business? It's all true. I was also in the kitchen that day, but the burning thing on the table was... The chicken disappeared in the blink of an eye, you don't think it's strange."
Then he didn't know what he thought of. Looking at the smiling young man in front of him, the waiter said: "But please don't worry, Sir, it will definitely not be caused by some ghost or god. This small thing can still be guaranteed."
Then he looked around for a moment and added: "But it's better for you, sir, to try not to go out at night."
"Okay, I understand, you go down and do your work."
Dongzhang waved his hand to signal, but the waiter turned around and said uneasily: "Don't blame me for being too talkative. Your Majesty, it's best not to leave the room at night."
"Okay, okay, I understand. You can go about your business."
"The little one is busy, sir. Please use it at your leisure."
"Um."
Seeing the waiter leaving with a slightly worried expression, Dongzhang raised the corner of his mouth with interest: "A ghost..."
That night.
Dongzhang was lying alone on the roof of the inn, counting the stars in the sky in boredom. Although his eyes were looking at the sky, his mind was always alert to the brightly lit kitchen below.
After a while, Dongzhang's ears twitched. He originally thought it was his illusion, but after concentrating his energy to sense it, Dongzhang's expression changed. It was not an illusion. He immediately straightened his upper body, gathered his energy and looked down at the kitchen.
I saw a ghostly figure climbing up to the roof of the kitchen in an instant. The weirdo seemed to sense that someone was watching him, and turned to look directly at Dong Zhang who was standing on the opposite side of the house many rooms higher.
The two of them looked at each other from a distance across a courtyard.
But it was just an ordinary glance, which made Dongzhang feel even more pressure as he stood up, and his whole body could not help but feel the energy surging, ready to go.
But the weirdo just glanced at Dongzhang across from him, and then quickly sneaked into the kitchen. In just two breaths, he rushed out very quickly with two roast chickens in his hands.
Running quickly along the roofs of the roadside, Dongzhang naturally followed closely, one in front and the other behind, and the two black figures jumped across the houses on the street under the moonlight.
The weirdo in front had a long breath, and even after running for more than ten miles, he didn't show signs of decline. Dong Zhang, who was chasing after him, would not lose his breath so quickly and clung to the weirdo's back.
When we came to the city wall, we saw that the weird man had jumped up to the top of the wall more than ten meters high with just a few legs. Although he had never learned any light skills such as the Ladder Cloud Zong, which allowed him to fly straight up, there was nowhere to go upright. The high wall that borrowed strength could not trouble Dong Zhang who was chasing after him.
He stepped hard on the ground with both feet, and the person was instantly like a cannonball flying towards the wall. At the moment when the castration weakened, he held the hilt of the sword behind his waist with his right hand, unsheathed the long sword and pressed the tip against the wall with his right hand. The man with the strength on the sword jumped up a few more meters.
After drawing the sword twice, the man floated to the top of the wall more than ten meters high, and then jumped down the wall. Approaching the ground, he unsheathed the sword again and pressed the tip of the sword against the ground for several somersaults, chipping away at the weight of his falling body. The force fell steadily to the ground.
Seeing the weirdo who had started to go away, he stopped and ran after him with his legs filled with energy.
Under the cover of night, one ran and the other chased, instantly startling countless birds and beasts.
The two of them ran like this for more than ten or twenty miles and came to a small mountain col with a dilapidated small earth temple built on it.
The strange man just stopped in front of the Tutu Temple without saying a word. Dong Zhang, who was chasing after him, immediately stopped and kept a distance of about ten meters. The curious Dong Zhang was about to ask.
A fierce sound broke through the air. The moment the weirdo turned around, his foot also kicked a stone towards Dong Zhang. Before he had time to think about it, Dong Zhang kicked off his right foot and flew past the stone filled with internal energy. .
As soon as Dongzhang's feet landed on one side, the weird man with the hand-held roast chicken came forward ghostly and swept towards Dongzhang with one leg. You can imagine how fierce the strong wind was.
Dongzhang's expression changed slightly, and he resisted the strange man's sweeping leg with both hands. With the help of the surging force, he jumped back seven or eight meters in an instant. Seeing the strange man who continued to attack, Dongzhang waved his hands and said hurriedly. :
"Senior, senior, stop it first, stop it first. I don't have any ill intentions at all. I followed you here all the way. I just want to make friends with you. It's true. If you don't believe it, look at it."
Facing the weird man with a hesitant expression, Dongzhang shook his numb hands. Can smiled and took out the wine gourd from his waist, and waved it in front of the weird man to show that he had no ill intentions.
"Hehehehe, right, don't be impulsive, senior, I just want to have a drink with you and make friends by the way."
After the weirdo calmed down, Zhang Dong also saw the weirdo's face clearly. He had a high nose and deep eyes. His face was covered with short, snow-white beards that looked like iron. His gray hair was withered, and he looked exactly like an old beggar.
At this time, the weirdo also opened his mouth and said, "Who are you?"
"Hehehe, boy Dongzhang..."
