Chapter 240 I once killed Yama Luo with one sword!
Kuilong.
Qin Zhengqiu and Wei Xianzhi had never heard of this mysterious organization that could easily send out five second-grade masters. Both the Xuan Jing Division and the Tianluo Sect had secretly investigated it, but they had never found any clues.
Wei Changtian probably would never have thought that he would see this name again in the way he saw it today.
“.”
He took a deep breath, and carefully examined the jade pendant from front to back, left to right, then looked up at Old Zhang who was snatching the last chicken leg from Agou.
If it is not a coincidence, and this "Kuailong" is indeed that "Kuailong", then two problems will inevitably arise.
First, what is the relationship between Old Zhang and Kui Long? Is he a man of Kui Long? Or did he steal the jade token from a man of Kui Long? Second, what is the function of this jade token? Identity proof? Communication tool? Why didn't he find the jade token on Chang Shuan, Wu Tianqing and others after they died? After adjusting his mood, Wei Changtian pretended to be curious and asked:
"Old Zhang, there are two characters engraved on this jade token: Kuilong. What does this mean?"
"Hmm? Is there?"
Old Zhang took back the jade token, took a look at it, scratched his sparse head, and then gave the answer.
"have no idea."
“.”
Wei Changtian was stunned, and asked unwillingly: "Where did you get this jade token?"
"Where did it come from?"
Old Zhang pondered for a while, then laughed awkwardly.
"Hey, I forgot."
Forgot?
Alzheimer's? Wei Changtian was furious: "Old Zhang, you were once a second-class master, how come you have forgotten everything?!"
Old Zhang felt a little aggrieved: "I am old now, so my memory is bound to be bad."
Wei Changtian curled his lips: "Then you might as well just forget about me becoming your disciple!"
"My dear disciple, what are you talking about?"
Old Zhang hurriedly rubbed his hands and smiled apologetically, "You've already called me Master, how can you go back on your word?"
"There's nothing wrong with that. I've always been a person who doesn't keep his word."
Wei Changtian rolled his eyes and was about to say something else when Old Zhang suddenly fell on the kang with a plop, and the next second he let out a loud snoring sound.
“Snoring, snoreing”
“.”
Good man! You are so fake pretending to be asleep!
Looking at Agou, who was not surprised at all and was licking his fingers with great satisfaction, Wei Changtian felt a mixture of laughter and tears.
"Agou, are you full?"
"No."
"Then let's go. I'll take you to eat roast suckling pig."
"Uh-huh!"
"What?!"
Old Zhang was awakened from his "dream" in an instant: "Roasted suckling pig?!"
"Master, aren't you asleep?"
Wei Changtian dragged out his words with disdain on his face: "Why did you wake up so soon?"
"Well, practitioners must naturally remain extremely vigilant even in their sleep."
Old Zhang coughed dryly, then swiftly pulled Agou out of bed.
The two of them put on their tattered coats and shoes at a very fast speed, and in the blink of an eye they were standing at the door and looking back at the same time.
"Disciple, there is no time to lose, let's set off now!"
"Yes, big brother, I"
"Agou! This is your senior brother!"
"Oh, big brother, let's go eat roast suckling pig!"
The old and the young sang in unison like in a crosstalk, both looking extremely impatient.
“.”
Wei Changtian stared in amazement at the father and son, who looked serious as if they were going to the battlefield. He was speechless, and a big question popped up in his mind.
Why do I feel like I have been cheated? ? ? A quarter of an hour later.
Although he didn't know whether Old Zhang had any real ability or what benefits he could bring to him, Wei Changtian didn't worry too much about it in the end and took the grandfather and grandson to eat roast suckling pig.
After all, he didn't actually dislike Old Zhang, and even thought the little old man was quite interesting.
Of course, to be honest, I had never intended to become Wei Changtian's apprentice.
Anyway, I will be leaving Jizhou in a few days, and by then this short "master-disciple relationship" will probably be over.
Although he did not agree with this master, Wei Changtian did not resist when Old Zhang kept calling him "disciple" during the meal. He just smiled it off.
Just think of it as comforting an "empty-nest elderly" suffering from Alzheimer's disease.
Thinking about it this way, Old Zhang does seem a bit pitiful.
The former second-rank master has now become an old man who would drool over a roasted suckling pig. All his relatives and friends have left, and the only one who keeps him company is a little girl he picked up on the street. Tsk tsk tsk tsk, this is what they call things have changed and people have changed.
"He used to be the king, but then he just said forget it~"
"Giving up the throne and military power, and letting others make the money"
Wei Changtian couldn't help but hum a folk rap from his previous life.
Old Zhang, who was chewing on a pig's trotter, seemed to have heard something. He looked up and asked in confusion: "Disciple, what are you talking about?"
"nothing."
Wei Changtian shook his head, and suddenly asked with interest: "By the way, Old Zhang, although you have forgotten even your own name, you can still remember some things, right?"
"Is there anything you haven't forgotten yet?"
“.”
Just like when a top student is asked about his grades, a rich man is asked about his income, or a beautiful woman is asked about her appearance, the kind of pride and complacency that no one can compete with suddenly appeared on Old Zhang's face again.
"Master once killed Yama Luo with one sword!"
"Puff~cough cough"
The liquor he had just drunk was spat out in an instant. Wei Changtian coughed twice and couldn't help laughing:
"Hahaha, Master, you're bragging too much!"
"Behead Yama Luo? Did you go to the underworld in person?"
"For, for the teacher."
Being mercilessly ridiculed by his apprentice, Old Zhang's face turned red and he wanted to explain himself, but he couldn't utter a word after opening his mouth for a long time.
Agou next to him was still eating heartily, and the waiter's shouting outside the private room could be heard.
Old Zhang lowered his head little by little, but did not give up looking for some evidence from his remaining memories to prove that he had indeed done such an earth-shaking feat.
It’s a pity that everything in the past has become illusory, and only four sentences that seem to be engraved in my bones come to my mind.
There are not many Taoist methods. The Southern Star runs through the Northern River.
Just one word is needed to defeat all demons in the world.
The hour of Hai.
After eating the roast suckling pig, someone was sent to send Agou back to Luoguo Lane alone.
Wei Changtian kept his promise and took Old Zhang to the best and most expensive brothel in Jizhou City.
Brothels generally don't dare to accept customers of Old Zhang's age for fear of accidents.
After all, it would be too unlucky if he died in a girl's belly due to excessive excitement.
However, money makes the world go round. Wei Changtian threw out a silver note for five hundred taels, and the old procuress immediately pushed the three young prostitutes into Old Zhang's room with a smile on her face.
As for myself , "Sir, won't you take off the veil?"
The woman leaning against the bed was as gentle as water. She blinked her big watery eyes and murmured, "I want to see what you look like."
"Forget it."
Wei Changtian sat at a table not far away, drinking tea, with a very gentlemanly look in his eyes.
It’s not that he looks down on this girl, but he is mainly afraid that showing her face will cause unnecessary trouble.
But doing that with your face covered always feels a little weird.
"Sing a song."
"I wonder what you want to hear, sir?"
"casual."
"yes"
The customer’s request is like an imperial decree, let alone a customer who has spent a lot of money.
The girl immediately stood up and knelt beside the piano. She paused for a few breaths, and then the sound of the piano flowed gently from her fingertips, filling the room with beauty.
"The spring river tide reaches the sea level, and the bright moon rises with the tide on the sea"
"The waves are rolling for thousands of miles, and there is no spring river without a bright moon."
“.”
As expected, it is another spring night with flowers and moon on the river.
Wei Changtian didn't say anything. After listening for a while, he stood up, walked to the window, pushed open the wooden window and looked out.
There is a bright full moon in the sky, illuminating the lights of thousands of homes on the ground.
The rooftops, alleys, and pedestrians were all sprinkled with silver light, casting a blurry shadow on the city of Jizhou.
It is almost midnight now, and Jizhou City, which has no curfew, should be the busiest city in the whole of Daning at this time.
So, why do the people of Jizhou not take the upcoming war seriously at all, and continue to live and work in peace and order?
Did he think that even if the imperial court attacked, it would not affect him? Or did he have great confidence in the Xu family and believed that Jizhou City would not fall?
Or maybe you don’t think that far ahead at all and just live in the present?
Wei Changtian didn't know the reason, but he was very clear about one thing -
Tonight will be the last peaceful night for this ancient city with a long history and the birthplace of countless wealthy businessmen.
Behind me, the sound of the piano gradually faded away and the song was about to end.
“.”
"The slanting moon is hidden in the sea fog, and there is an endless road from Jieshi to Xiaoxiang."
"I don't know how many people will ride the moon back home, the falling moon shakes the emotions filled with the trees on the river."
(End of this chapter)
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