"Zhang Junbao, a lay disciple of Shaolin, is a gangster named Little Bee. He picks flowers and hurts people. He is guilty of a heinous crime. He will not care whether he lives or lives. He is rewarded with three hundred taels of silver."
Cao Zhe looked at his bounty portrait and the brief introduction below, and fell into deep thought.
What on earth did he do to end up with a bandit nickname like 'Little Bee'?
Also, the dog officers responsible for framing the crime... have they read the book?
He...Zhang Junbao! Shaolin lay disciples are only thirteen years old!
A thirteen-year-old child turned out to be a 'flower picker'. Is this convincing? Does this make sense?
What does he rely on?
Small mouth?
Still a little bee...?
What a black history!
Is it possible that when someone reaches the top of the martial arts world in the future and someone mentions the past, they will say that Little Bee, the great master of the generation, will be mentioned?
Society is dead! Society is dead!
Thinking of that scene, Cao Zhe felt that his future was bleak.
"Don't let me know who is responsible for sorting out the reward list!" Cao Zhe gritted his teeth bitterly.
But he still could only put down the newspaper lightly.
We should be lucky that these guys who are climbing the technological tree haven't come up with cameras yet.
Therefore, the portraits on the reward list are all drawn according to the description, and the distortion is extremely high.
Cao Zhe broke through the Great Zhoutian again, and his body grew rapidly. Now he has grown to more than 1.7 meters. At first glance, he thought he was a young man of seventeen or eighteen years old, but it would not make people suspect that he was the wanted person in the newspaper. Little Bee Zhang Junbao.
"The name Zhang Junbao cannot be used for the time being."
"So, from now on, my name will be Zhang Sanfeng."
"The wanted person is Zhang Junbao. What does it have to do with me, Zhang Sanfeng?"
"The person who stole the nickname Little Bee is Zhang Junbao, and he has nothing to do with the great master Zhang Sanfeng." Cao Zhe comforted himself and lamented the importance of the right to speak.
"The newspaper did not mention the whereabouts of the monks who escaped from Shaolin Temple, but I think they must have been caught quite a few." Cao Zhe sighed slightly when he thought of this.
After leaving the parking lot, he used the only copper coins he had... sponsored by Xiaomiao to buy a few large steamed buns and stuffed them into his baggage. Cao Zhe officially started his journey of wandering in the world.
The ideal journey to the rivers and lakes is about fast horses, strong wine, beauties, picturesque mountains and rivers, fallen leaves slowly falling in the setting sun like makeup in slow motion, and swordsmen fighting for ideas among the mountains and rivers.
The journey of the rivers and lakes in reality, the broken shoes, the dust all over the body, the small towns and villages that I missed, and the howling of wolves I heard when I stayed in the wilderness at night...even the ruined temple that shielded me from the wind and rain. nothing.
After half an hour, Cao Zhe couldn't finish drilling the wood to make fire, so he had no choice but to use his bare hands to make a wood-burning sword, ignited the fire, and thought about it... When Bodhidharma created such a sword, was it right? Lighting a fire in the middle of nowhere for good measure?
On the burning fire, Cao Zhe grilled cold steamed buns, looked at the starless and moonless night sky, and prayed that it would not rain in the middle of the night.
Although getting caught in the rain wouldn't make him sick, it would definitely be uncomfortable if his clothes were wet and sticky.
"I don't know if that girl Huang Xiang is in love with Quanzhen, or if she went to the capital to look for her cheap father."
"I hope nothing happens to her." Cao Zhe thought again.
Therefore, people do not talk about it.
Cao Zhe was thinking about Huang Xiang.
Then I heard a familiar eagle call.
Looking up, with Cao Zhe's eyesight, it was not difficult to find a huge white eagle, flying quickly through the clouds, as if trying to get rid of something.
Behind it, two other large white eagles that were very similar to it were surrounding it, preventing it from escaping further.
Huang Xiang's White Eagle kept trying to break through, but was blocked many times.
"Huang Xiang is in danger!" Cao Zhe kept stepping on each other with his left and right feet, soaring up, flying to a high place and looking around.
The big and small Zhou Tian are always connected, and subtle changes in the outside world can be reflected in his inner lake.
Soon he discovered that there were a large number of people shouting in the direction of the Yellow River, about thirty or forty miles away from where he rested.
If Huang Xiang was smart enough, he should know how to use the crowd to cover himself.
He raised his feet and exerted force, spread his arms, and the person in mid-air was already like a bolt of lightning, a flapping roc.
Gliding in the sky, Cao Zhe rushed towards the place where the crowd gathered.
At the Mengjin Ferry, Huang Xiang hid among the crowds of business travelers, lowering his head and trying to imitate the expressions of the people around him. He carefully stepped onto the passenger ship that had just been unblocked, carrying the goods for cover on his back.
The day after she left her mark, she was targeted by the Beggar Clan disciples sent by Huang Rong.
However, Huang Xiang was very clever. After leaving a lot of information about someone in the court deliberately targeting Shaolin... and even martial arts, but actually to harm Guo Jing, he quickly got rid of the Beggar Gang disciples and then disguised himself as a businessman, preparing to go first. After arriving in Luoyang, he took a large merchant ship to Chang'an to seek help from the Quanzhen Sect.
It's a pity that her methods are still a bit raw.
Although those ordinary Beggar Clan disciples were deceived by Huang Xiang.
However, Huang Rong followed the position of Bai Diao and locked the approximate location of Huang Xiang.
At this time, the Beggars' Gang had blocked the ferry and were carefully checking the merchants coming and going.
Guo Jing ascended the throne. Although Huang Rong unexpectedly was not named queen, she continued to wander around the world, as if she was a stranger to Guo Jing.
However, both the Jianghu and the court regarded Huang Rong as the queen of the Dayue Dynasty, because although Guo Jing had never established a queen, he had never taken a concubine or made a new love.
The harem of Emperor Dayue Wu was actually empty except for eunuchs and maids. There was no mistress at all. The only son under his knees was born to Huang Rong, so of course he was the future of the Dayue Dynasty and the crown prince of the Dayue Dynasty.
Such a strange relationship spread from the court to the world, causing the Beggar Gang, which was completely under Huang Rong's control, to become another 'small court'.
It is enough to be called the "spokesperson" of the imperial court in the world.
Before the emergence of the Zhenshan Division, the Beggar Gang had always managed and controlled the affairs of the world for the Dayue Dynasty.
Therefore, the 'mere' beggars can indeed block the ferry and conduct investigations.
Not only will the court officials not care about it, but they will provide certain conveniences.
Of course... the premise is that these beggar gang members will not go too far.
For example, blocking the ferry for a long time, or directly taking away large quantities of goods from merchants, etc.
In order to find Huang Xiang, Huang Rong has blocked the ferry and the pass leading away from the ferry for nearly ten days. The merchants coming and going have already reached the point where they are in an uproar.
When the blockade could no longer continue, only a "small number" of merchant ships were opened to allow merchants to leave in batches.
At the same time, Huang Rong had arrived at the ferry and came to look for her 'baby daughter' in person.
"Calm down! Calm down! Calm down!"
"My disguise skills are very strong, and there are no big flaws in my disguise. I am now an uncle over forty years old. I should have a very skilled northern Shaanxi accent. I have two daughters at home, as well as a wife and a concubine. ···." Huang Xiang kept familiarizing himself with his character in his heart.
The identity she pretends to be is a real person.
As for the real businessman, she used some tricks to temporarily keep him in the casino. He couldn't leave without working part-time to pay off his gambling capital.
