Chapter 172 – Gifts from Various Schools
Chapter 172 – Gifts from Various Factions
On the seventh day of the sixth month, the carriage passed through Bazhou Prefecture.
The Assassin’s Office and the Section Secretary’s Office sent congratulatory gifts, strongly requesting the World Son to stay and offer some hospitality, with the intention of not getting out of the carriage, that is, not giving the subordinate officials and the others a thin face.
Xin Zhuo finally realized what is called the privileged class, what is called the royal relatives, he is not a person to lose face, so “reluctantly”, “reluctant” to get off the car, eating and stuffing a day, and then loaded a wagon with a “thin gift”. “Thin gifts” to continue north, detour to Du Kang House, pick up Cui Ying Er them.
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Bazhou is 300 miles away from Dukangfu, and the trip will take at least four to five days.
The journey would take at least four to five days. With such a long way to travel, there was nothing to do but sleep while riding in the carriage.
Frankly speaking, Xin Zhuo was not a martial artist in the true sense of the word, at least he didn’t need to meditate, run the circumference of the sky, and toughen his muscles and bones like ordinary martial artists.
This was something that Cicada Yi and Sheng Lingge were extremely surprised to see, so much so that they really suspected that Shi Zi did not have any martial realm at all.
When the carriage was still seventy miles away from Dukang Mansion, Xin Zhuo had already slept seventeen or eighteen sleeps.
Having eaten a bit too much along the way, he was sleepy when he got on the carriage until he was awakened by two steady voices outside: “Wudang Sect’s Three Crazies”.
“Wudang Sect’s Three Crazy Meet the World Son!”
“Shaolin Kushin see you, Your Highness!”
Cicada Yi on the opposite side opened his eyes and looked at the blank-faced Shizi: “You can choose to see or not see!”
This reply sounded very arrogant, but Xin Zhuo felt a bit irritated that he had jumped from a world where fists spoke to another world where fists were fought.
He opened a corner of the curtain to look out, only to see an old Taoist priest with white hair and an old monk with white beard standing by the roadside.
The two stood silently, doing nothing, but exuding a palpitating aura.
Behind the two men stood Zhao Ling, who had already recovered from his injuries, Master Kuk Jing, the Head of the Heshan Sect, the Head of the Gu Cang Sect, the Elders of the Wudang Sect, and Zhao Li, Song Xijun, Hak Qingxie, and other people who were familiar with each other.
All of them wore varying degrees of strange respect on their faces.
Xin Zhuo lowered the curtains and asked, “Does the Jiang family really have this kind of intimidation?”
Cicada Yi returned with an expressionless face, “Naturally, there is! Zen Master Kuk Sing’s master ancestor had been instructed in martial realm cultivation by the Jiang family’s ancestor in his early years. The Three Crazy Taoist had been the martial arts child of Shizi’s great-grandfather back then!
The Jiang Clan used to have an extremely large number of amazing talents and disciples all over the world, which is part of the reason why the Jiang Clan’s name shook the heavens.”
True enough! Hundreds of years of lineage gates were not just words, the involvement was extremely deep.
Xin Zhuo naturally put up a frame, closed his eyes slightly narrowed, do not pay attention to, otherwise how to stand up to the other day’s pursuit and fight father “lie to win” said.
Cicada Yi already understand, coldly rushed out the window and asked: “What is it?”
Three crazy Taoist laughed: “A few days ago the Wudang sect and the son of a deep misunderstanding, the old man special offer the Great Yellow Court Sutra, the three turns to pass the sutra pill seven, no respect!”
“Amitabha Buddha, so does Shaolin!”
Zen Master Kuk Sing said, “Shaolin would like to offer the Eighteen Techniques of the Martial Realm and seven Great Return Pills!”
Cicada Yi looked at Xin Zhuo.
Xin Zhuo was silent for a moment, in addition to the sacrificial spirit himself does not seem to need anything, but at this time to find the sacrificial spirit is obviously not appropriate, open the curtains, said coldly: “Heart received, just you …… sincerity is not enough!”
Song Xijun and Zhao Li several people looked at each other, clenched their silver teeth, “villainous” a few words almost popped out.
We’ve already hemorrhaged money, and it’s still not enough! We can only dream of this in our day-to-day lives, but Demon Head Xin is just Demon Head Xin!
Zen Master Ku Xing and Daoist San Crazy looked at each other and laughed.
“Then add the Supreme Guan Yuan Heart Sutra!”
“Shaolin’s Thirteen Martial Arts Scriptures!”
Xin Zhuo looked at Cicada Yi in surprise: “How about that?”
Cicada Yi’s nose twitched: “The opening martial arts of the two sects, if Shizi is still not satisfied, they can only wipe their necks!” Xin Zhuo reluctantly replied: “Sloppy, that’s it! Lao Sheng, continue!”
“Rumble ……”
The convoy gradually moved away.
The sect experts watched silently for a long time until the caravan was out of sight, and only then did Song Xijun couldn’t help but ask: “Great Uncle, why bother? The treasures of the town sect were given to him!”
The two-hundred-year-old Three Crazy Taoist couldn’t help but laugh at the sky.
“This seems to be a beautiful situation, but in reality, the rise and fall of the Jiang Clan falls on this son’s shoulders, he is the one who rises and he is the one who loses, and he doesn’t even know it. What is the harm in the area of the merit books? To settle this karma, and look at the future!”
Song Xijun, Zhao Li and others are confused, but they always feel …… like there is no thing that can t be done with the Xin devil, right? This dog thief was more treacherous than anyone else.
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Dukangfu, located in the north of Bazhou and southwest of Jingjiangfu, Lejian the transportation key to the hinterland of the Great Zhou, since ancient times is the place where soldiers must fight.
If the Dukangfu dignitaries family ranking, Dukangber House can at least rank in the top three, Dukangber Jiang Buicha’s father came from the Jiang family, itself is a general to conquer the east, the imperial edicts Bird position, but also is the five realm of the martial arts master.
Jiang Bueche has a son, Jiang Hezhu, literary crown east and west, north and south, martial arts absolute Jianghu schools, of course, these are his self-appointed.
Jiang Gongzi was a bit distressed and even jittery in the past two days.
Once did a period of fierce tiger fortress of the second leader, he naturally know Xin Zhuo under Murong Huo, Huang Dagui and other people, the other day he coincidentally found Huang Dagui appeared in the Dukang House, and then found Cui Ying’er and other people by following the vine.
This made him very excited.
In his own territory, he had the absolute ability to round up and hunt these people.
Even though Cui Ying’er, Murong Huo, and the others seemed to have learned Xin Zhuo’s skills and were very cunning and difficult to catch, however, merely being difficult to catch, he had full certainty that he would force them into a dead end and slowly tease them.
He did do so, and did achieve it, and then, he heard a shocking news.
This news, not only is he, is his father Jiang Bie Che is also several days without closing his eyes, tea, blisters in the mouth, do not know what to do.
“Cui Ying’er, Murong Huo, Huang Dagui, all the lords and aunts, you just come out, go to my house, I will greet you with good wine and good food, I am full of sincerity!”
Jiang Hezhu led a group of guards, lying outside a rolling abandoned courtyard with a complicated environment, shouting hoarsely at the inside.
For a while, inside came Huang Dagui that sky big voice: “Go to your grandfather’s Jiang Hezhu, when you think the old people are three years old children? You let out on out? You have the guts to come in?”
“What should I say in the end, you will believe me?”
Jiang Hezhu face bitter, “This is simply …… big water rushed the Dragon King Temple, your family Jiang Gongzi, and our Dukang Burial House is a family friend, I and my father admired Jiang Gongzi for a long time!”
“Bah! Which ghost is Mr. Jiang, who knows him? Why don’t you brag about him?”
Han Qiniang’s voice sneered, “Even if you say flowers, we won’t believe you! In a few days when the Big Boss comes, you’re afraid you won’t even be able to cry!”
“I’m already on the verge of not being able to cry!”
Jiang Hezhu sat on his butt on the steps and hung his head, saying, “Who can believe this? Your Big Boss is the son of the Jiang Family, and he’s hiding too deeply, isn’t this just pretending to be a pig eating a tiger? If I had known, I would have joined you! Huh? Murong Hugh you dog said you got lucky, did you know it all along?”
“I knew it your ass!”
Murong Hugh sneered: “Don’t play tricks on me, have the guts to come in?”
“I don’t! If you guys don’t come out, I’m not leaving!”
“If you don’t leave, we’ll just spend time!”
(End of chapter)