Chapter 258: Encounter, Linggui City, Unlucky Guy, Mysterious Dragon Bird

Starry Night.

The northern geese fly south, it is already late autumn.

Hundreds of miles away from Linggui City, there is the Black Wind Canyon.

The scarlet earth was covered with dry, cracked lumps and filled with deathly silence.

The Black Wind Grand Canyon is like a scar on the earth, lying quietly on the loess plain. From time to time, a bleak autumn wind blows by, shaking the stone walls and making sounds like ghosts crying and wolves howling.

On the inner walls of the cracks deep beneath the canyon, there are many large and small holes that look like honeycombs.

"Finally... I finally escaped. Luckily I made arrangements in advance, otherwise it would not be so easy to escape this time."

"For this treasure, I, Longque, almost lost my life."

“Fortunately, it’s all worth it.”

A resolute man with a ruddy face glanced greedily at the jade armor in his hand, played with it for a while, and then put it into the storage ring.

With a wave of his hand, he destroyed the teleportation formation in the cave, and then walked out of the cave. His figure disappeared into the thick night in a flash.

…. …. “Let life and death pass by lightly”

"I value all kinds of appearances"

"The mirror is not stained by dust, and the fish and dragons move"

"Today's fruit is the way to grow"

“Recite the Scripture in Your Heart”

"The Black Evil Dragon King made my dream come true"

Under the azure blue sky, a tall and burly Taoist was striding forward on the mountain path, humming a folk song from his hometown. In a flash, he appeared a hundred meters away, like a ghost.

A strange little black cat stood up on the Taoist's shoulder, waving the dogtail grass in its paws to the rhythm of the song, as if it was waving a glow stick.

This burly Taoist is undoubtedly Yi Chen.

Xiaotian Zhenjun and other senior bootlickers did not get everything they wanted in the end. Instead, they said goodbye and left on the third day after Yi Chen killed Heimietian.

According to Zhen Ruan, some people even received good guy cards.

Yi Chen also left the Hehuan Sect on the morning of the second day after his last dance with Zhen Ruan.

With the heads of Hei Mie Tian and his subordinates, it should be possible to ensure peace for decades.

Before leaving the Hehuan Sect, Yi Chen specifically asked the Sect Master Qinyun about which places in the Northern Territory were plagued by evil spirits and their levels of strength.

As a sect with thousands of years of heritage, with the ability of the Hehuan Sect, exploring the more famous evil places in the Northern Territory is as easy as touching the belly button of the Qinyun Sect Master - as easy as pie.

According to the intelligence from the Hehuan Sect, the Black Evil Dragon King was the suitable target he had chosen for this trip.

What's the point of just envying Yuanjun's powerful cultivation? You still have to take action yourself and become stronger than Yuanjun, so as to avenge the humiliation of being touched on the head and chest twice.

Besides, Mr. Lu Xun once said that waiting and relying on others is a weak culture. As a macho Taoist priest, Master Yi naturally has to take the initiative.

"Dad, I love to tell the truth. You sing so beautifully." After the song was finished, the eldest son's flattering voice rang in Yi Chen's heart.

"Meow, don't imitate me!"

"Dad, where are we going?"

"Let me see. Our destination is the Black Water River, but there is a Tang Family Restaurant in Linggui City in the middle. According to your second mother, the food is excellent and the dishes are excellent. It is known as the God of Food Restaurant. Dad will take you there for a meal to broaden your horizons."

"Okay, Dad, I smell the scent of blood tuckahoe."

"Well done, my son. I'll give you another fish later."

"Go, go, go~" Miaozi jumped off Yi Chen's shoulder excitedly.

…. ….In the evening, the setting sun melts gold.

Linggui City is a mountain city with towering and continuous city walls, like a long green snake, spanning between the undulating mountains.

Below the city wall and at the city gate, two teams of fully armed soldiers were staring at passers-by with a fierce look.

Caravans of merchants, horse-drawn carriages and ox-drawn carts, as well as peddlers and hawkers, came in and out of the city gate in an endless stream.

"Stop, where are you from? Do you have a pass?" The sharp soldiers stopped several ox carts and swept their sharp eyes through the group of people in the ox cart team.

"Your Excellency, we are from Blackwater City, so of course we have a pass." The leader of the oxcart team was a middle-aged man with a dull face and wearing a well-worn green silk robe. He respectfully handed over the pass with both hands.

"Go ahead."

"Next."

Yi Chen's magic power shook slightly, and under the awe-inspiring gazes of the sharp soldiers, he walked leisurely into the city.

This is the Great Qin. Yi Chen had done his homework as early as when he was in the Hehuan Sect.

Ordinary people who wanted to travel across states and prefectures needed a pass issued by local authorities, otherwise they would be considered deserters and would be arrested and forced to do hard labor.

But those who have cultivated themselves do not need it, this is the privilege.

Do you want privileges? Do you want to change your destiny?

Go to the local school. Daqin has a well-developed official school. Every half a month, there will be a tutor coming to give lectures. There is no discrimination in teaching. Whether you can awaken your spirituality depends entirely on your own aptitude and understanding.

Or join the army and risk your life to gain a good career.

After all, no matter what world it is, the living conditions of the lower class will not be very good. This is an iron rule.

In this oppressive social environment, with one level oppressing another, all the official monks of the Qin Dynasty were fierce and good at fighting.

Along the way, there were a lot of cars and people, and flags were waving. After asking a passerby, Yi Chen walked towards the location of Tang's Restaurant.

Turning a corner along the block, a three-story quaint restaurant appeared in front of him. In front of the store, a flag with the words "Tang's Restaurant" was dancing vigorously.

"Sir, what spiritual materials do you need to eat?"

"Our signature dishes include steamed lamb, steamed bear paw, steamed deer tail, roast duck, roast chicken, roast goose, roast pork, roast duck, braised chicken, bacon, pine flowers, pork tripe, and assorted Suzhou dishes." After slowly walking to a seat by the window on the second floor and sitting down, a capable waiter immediately came up to him.

"No vegetarian dishes, but bring me one portion of the rest." Yi Chen interrupted the waiter impatiently, and then added, "Oh, and bring me a fish feast for my spirit beast."

The waiter's eyes lit up when he heard this, this order was a big business.

While waiting for the food to be served, Yi Chen also noticed that a ruddy-faced man sitting in front of him at the same window seat had ordered a large table of dishes just like him, and the plates next to him had piled up like a small mountain.

"In such a small city like Linggui, there is actually a master whose depth I cannot tell. Dongzhou is really full of hidden talents."

"But it's none of my business."

Not long after, various delicacies were served one after another, and then disappeared into Yi Chen's stomach, which was like a black hole.

"Sir, please listen to some music." A silver-haired old man came up to the second floor with a veiled little girl in white holding a pipa and began to ask questions at each table.

The loli in white is just a little taller than the table. Although her face has not fully grown yet, her features are already showing. She will definitely be a beauty in the future.

Unfortunately, the answers I got were either rejection or a touch.

"Master Dao wants to listen to some music. Come to my place." Seeing the old man and the child looking so skinny, Yi Chen felt a little sorry for them and immediately greeted them.

Even if a little bit of money falls through his fingers, it would be considered as huge wealth for ordinary people and he has no shortage of money.

"Thank you, Master Dao. What do you want to hear?"

The little girl's face lit up when she heard what was said. She thanked him quickly and hurried over with the old man.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

“Just play whatever you are good at.” Yi Chen said without raising his head while showing off his meal.

The little girl played the pipa very well and cooperated well with the old man. Both of them seemed to have received a relatively good education, and their manners and temperament are difficult to fake. I just don't know how these two people ended up in such a situation.

At this moment, Yi Chen suddenly noticed that the diners around him suddenly showed a gloating expression, which made him feel a little puzzled.

He soon found out the answer.

I saw a handsome but frivolous young man in white clothes walking up to the second floor, staggering from side to side, followed by two iron tower-like guards who had reached the peak of Qi Refining and Spirit Transformation.

When they saw this person, both the old man and the little girl looked angry.

"Outsider, it seems you don't know the rules."

"Without the approval of Master Feng, how dare anyone in Linggui City do business with them? I have been chasing them away for three days. You are just trying to ruin my efforts."

"Everyone in Linggui City knows that I, Young Master Feng, am the most affectionate man in Linggui City. I never like to force women. All of my eighteen wives married me willingly."

Yi Chen put down the elbow in his hand and couldn't help crying with joy when he heard the words. It has been so long, so long.

He has killed many masters, but this is the first time that a blind second-generation rich man bumps into him and asks him to slap him in the face. The young masters of noble families he met before were more perceptive than the other.

A life without slapping a second-generation rich person in the face is incomplete.

It was truly the manifestation of the Taoist Master that finally allowed him to fulfill his wish today.

It would not be excessive to beat this bastard who drives a kid's (blank) car to death, not to mention that he, Taoist Yi, has only two wives till today, while this little jerk in front of him has eighteen. It is obvious that he must be beaten hard.

Don't worry, just play with him.

Having made up his mind, Yi Chen curled his lips into a sneer.

Soon, his smile froze on his face.

"You're laughing at your mother, you big fool." Major General Feng put his hand on the table. He took a butterfly knife in his hand and began to attack wildly and aggressively. The knife light was like a phantom.

"This young master is angry. The spirit beast in front of you is quite good. Give it to me as compensation, and give me another 10,000 taels of gold to drink tea with. This matter is over."

There was a glimmer of cunning in Young Master Feng's eyes. It was obvious that he was a connoisseur of valuables. He was actually thinking about Miaozi. The two guards behind him also surrounded Yi Chen on the left and right.

At this moment, Young Master Feng suddenly let out a scream, and Yi Chen instantly pulled Young Master Feng's hand over and overlapped it with the hand on the table. The two chopsticks were inserted into the table like two steel nails.

"Fuck you, kid."

"The last person who called me a fool is about to be born now."

"The tadpole has a frog tattooed on his back. You are embroidering your mother."

“!@#￥”

It was also the first time that Yi Chen encountered such a second-generation rich man who was so stupid that he looked stupid. He immediately pointed his finger, started rapping, and opened his mouth, and the birds chirped and the flowers bloomed.

"Pfft! Fellow Daoist has such a high level of cultivation, not only is he eager to help others, but he is also so foul-mouthed... and humorous. This really opens my eyes."

"My name is Longque, please come over and have a chat."

The ruddy-faced man sitting in front of Yi Chen suddenly laughed out loud. He casually swung the chopstick holder on the table and immediately knocked down the two guards who were suppressed by Yi Chen's spirit. They were nailed to the floor like hedgehogs, but Yi Chen managed to avoid their vital points.

"Don't shout, and don't move. I'll beat anyone who dares to say a word." Yi Chen smiled kindly at the young masters, and then said to the little girl, "Little girl, old man, don't be afraid. Eat whatever you want on the table. I'll go over there and chat with that Taoist brother."

Yi Chen and the red-faced man cooperated well, like two living devils. The three unlucky guys on the ground twitched in pain, clenched their teeth tightly, and dared not make a sound.

The young man in white is the same, he is quite ruthless.

Because they knew that if they really screamed, Yi Chen would really kill them.

The guests in the restaurant were stunned by this sudden change. They put down their chopsticks in silence, paid the bill and left.

Yi Chen walked towards the ruddy man with a smile.

"Brother Dao, you want to say that I am a swearing person, haha."

"No, no."

"If you speak dirty words out loud, your heart will become pure. It's not good to hold them in."

"Yeah, it's purer than the Great Snow Mountain." Yi Chen sat down opposite the ruddy-faced man.

"Haha, Brother Dao is really a wonderful person. If I had your eloquence, I wouldn't be so angry at you."

"Waiter, please have another round of dinner. Here is one thousand and two gold notes, which is enough to compensate your restaurant for its losses and the cost of the dishes. By the way, please also put the bill for this Taoist brother on my account." Long Que laughed loudly.

"Waiter, give me another thirty servings of beef balls. These beef balls are so authentic!" Yi Chen also said with a smile, "Brother, you are too polite. I do have some quick tips on debate."

"Fellow Daoist, please tell me quickly." Long Que's eyes lit up instantly when he heard that.

"This is easy. Brother Long, have you ever heard of the Six Arts of a Gentleman?" Yi Chen picked up a beef ball and put it in his mouth.

"Is it the Confucian rituals, music, archery, charioteering, calligraphy, and mathematics?"

"Wrong, it's Dian, Xiao, Ji, Le, Bang, Ying." Yi Chen smiled slightly.

Oh, good night everyone. I can't hold it in any longer today~ 　　 　 (End of this chapter)