C5 Allegiance to Justice and Wealth

Now, Ji Wuye said to Prince Luo, "Your Highness, you think that I should return the Single Blade Meteor Hammer to Second Hero Lin. I was too careless. I've carefully thought about it just now. Although Second Hero Lin is young and virtuous, he doesn't care, but you can't say for sure if he's the top eight disciples. I think, they carried Lin Erxiang to the country to get the national treasure, and wanted me to use the Single Blade Meteor Hammer to get the national treasure. "

Prince Luo nodded, "Ji Wuye, your heart is very thin. Come on, let's talk in the living room. "

The father and son duo sat down in the living room. Prince Luo said, "Ji Wuye, you're saying that it was the Young Heroes who did it, right?"

Ji Wuye nodded: "I think so."

"It would be nice if it were as you say, but it won't be that easy. Have you thought about it? Being able to enter the country as a national treasure is no ordinary person. Even if you really meet him, even if you had the ability to capture him, you would still go through a lot of trouble. "I would rather go with you to the Ba Zhou and borrow a Single Blade Meteor Hammer to find the Lin Family's Duo Hero and beg them to help you catch the thief. That would be much easier."

Ji Wuye quickly waved his hands, "No way. His Royal Highness is a noble prince with golden branches and jade leaves. You are in the Burning Flame City, and you have many servants. Once you leave the city, who would know that you are a prince? "

The prince explained, "Ji Wuye, first, I want to make some friends through you. Second, you and I will go to the Ba Zhou, which will hinder my reputation. The Lin Family's Duo must not stand idly by. Third, I am also willing to observe the hardships of the people. I can report an illness and send His Majesty a greeting note every twenty days. After I leave the city, there's nothing to be afraid of with you by my side. Even if I don't go, there will be trouble after you leave. What do you think? "

No matter how Ji Wuye refused, the prince still convinced him and immediately began preparing the application. He also ordered the servants to call over Qing Hun. Qing Hun finally rested for a few days. Hearing that they were going to Ba Zhou to get the thieves, the boss was unhappy. If she said that she wanted him to follow her, it was actually to order him around like a donkey! But he didn't dare say no. That was a prince, what kind of joke was that!

Ji Wuye put on his Single Blade Meteor Hammer, changed into his casual clothes, and put on a treasured sword. The three of them travelled to the Ba Prefecture simultaneously, day and night.

Leaving the bustling Burning Flame City, one looked towards the northwest mountains, where pine trees overlapped and green trees overlapped, and near the Yellow River, one could see thousands of li of towering mountains. The prince saw everything fresh, one village, one town, one water, one bridge, all of them wanting to linger here.

Ji Wuye urged, "Your Highness, let's go quickly."

"What are you busy with? It was so easy to get out, but I had to play with it. It was so good to be free and unrestrained. "Also, you can't always call me Prince."

"What do you call it?"

"Do it this way. You call me 'Manager', and I'll call you two 'Buddy'."

Ji Wuye was anxious, but Qing Hun wasn't. His thoughts were the same as Prince Luo. He had crossed over to such a peculiar space, how could he not enjoy it?

Today, they arrived at the Lin Family Manor in the Ba Prefecture. The sky was gradually getting dark, and they could only see a dark and dense fog in front of them. Arriving at the entrance of the northern village, he saw a large stone tablet with the three words "Lin Jia Village" carved on it with flying dragons and dancing phoenixes.

Because there are Baozhou Twin Knights settled here, the business here is fair, people thrive, pedestrians come and go leisurely, the local people can not shut their homes at night.

When the three of them reached Crossroads Street, the Prince took a look and saw that the southeast corner was completely surrounded by three layers of people. Ji Wuye meant for them to quickly find an inn to stay on the east side of the street. But Liu Iron Diagram was very lively, so he urged the prince to go take a look. Prince Luo was already stuffy and flustered, so how could he possibly endure Qing Hun's nagging? He said, "Come, man. Let's take a look over here." He pushed his way in and saw that it was a pawnbroker.

There was a cloth bag on the ground, with several ointments on the outside. Next to the cloth bag was a single knife. The showman was in his forties. He wore a blue cloth jacket with a brass button and a blue cloth bag. He had a black face, thick eyebrows, big eyes, a tall nose, and a green beard. His hair was tied up in a big ponytail, making him look very loyal. In the Jianghu, there are gold decorations, gold is a divination, gold is sold ointment, color is a trick, hanging is a show. "This is Han.

He cupped his fist and said, "Disciples, masters, elders and brothers, I am from the Mansion of Jinan, Shandong Province, and am from the Mansion of the Great Ming Lake. My surname is Huang and I have a small nickname, Mountain Crawler. After learning a few crude martial arts techniques at home, those who did not know how to laugh. Just because they were visiting friends in Yunnan, passing by a precious place, intertwining with each other, asking for money from the shops, asking for money from the meals, saying, "Good times at home, hard times outside", they came here and threw their abilities to the ground, where the apprentices would throw punches and kick their legs, but it was just a cushion. Old masters, don't go away, stand by my side and cheer me on; those who have kicked my leg, my fellow peers, inside the Six Fans Gate, outside the Six Fans Gate, the Two Factions of the Monk, the Old Masters who went back to the Han and the Two Factions, flatter me. I bow to those who cannot leave. " As he spoke, he bowed to the people around him. Then he said, "Bow down to the people on all sides." After he finished, just as he was about to set up his stance, he stopped, "That guy over there, he wants to know if he wants money or not. Don't worry, no money. Is that for fun? Apprentices were not addicted to it. That must be a fever and not perspiration, so why the hell is that? Apprentices are bodyguards, our escort shop has a kind of ointment, specialized in treating injuries, flash waist Qi, numbness, cold wind, old people's arms and legs pain, you bought my ointment, paste to the place of illness, ensure you root of the disease. The elderly can rejuvenate, stay young and exercise lightly. There are too many benefits! To be honest, you don't need to buy too much of this medicine. After the first use, you keep it for the other patients, and treat eighteen people, called the Eighteen Arhat Ointments. If you're in a hurry, tell me to sell it as soon as possible. There is a saying, "clean practice not to say silly, clean say not to practice mouth to mouth", I still have to practice to sell. As always, no money. Throw the money in after your practice, but scold me. Don't say that I threw the money out to you. I sell it for money. On all sides, I bow again. Let's start our practice now, let's get on with it. " He bent down and started practicing.

This boxing session was really quite good. The fists were like shooting stars, eyes like lightning. The waists were like snakes, and the legs were like drills. "Pa Pa Pa". Logically speaking, there were four types of martial arts practice. The first type was for bodyguards, the food was for the four directions, and could be guaranteed anywhere; the second was for teaching, the food was for the one side; the third was for the yard, and the food was for the pyramids; the fourth was for performing, and eating all over the world.

After Huang Shengmei finished practicing, she circled around the venue: "Let me see if there's anyone that wants to leave?" Saying this, he slapped his thigh and gave a thumbs up, "Heh, whatever. It seems like I'm quite popular. I don't have a single person." He then picked up the ointment and said, "Now I'm going to put it on. Whoever takes it will get it." Don't even mention the liveliness, when it came time to buy, not even a single person would be able to extend their hand. No one wanted it.

At this time, the prince looked a little unwilling, "Guys, do you have any ready money?" As he spoke, he reached into his pocket and took out a full ten taels of silver. The prince didn't care and just threw it in with a 'whoosh'. It landed right at Huang Sheng's feet. So many people were looking at the prince. Zhao Sheng also saw it. With tears in his eyes, he said, "Sigh, without this grandpa Zhou Ji, my training would have been in vain."

He stretched out his right hand, wanting to pick up the silver. Suddenly, someone flew in from the outside and stepped on the back of Huang Sheng's hand. Zhao Sheng did not dare to take the silver. As he withdrew his hand, the man stepped on the silver and, with a bang, stepped on the ground.

He was a young man, no more than twenty years old, with a thin body, moose-colored trousers, and satin shoes and socks at his feet. There was a gown over his left arm. He had a round face, long braids, white hair, thick eyebrows, big eyes, and a loyal expression. He turned to the prince. "Who gave this money to you?

The prince was really bold, he walked in just like that. Ji Wuye took a look. Ha! Your highness is really unreasonable. He and Qing Hun followed. The prince pointed at his nose and said, "Hahaha, friend, how are you giving me the wrong money? I gave it to you."

The young man curled his lips and said, "You must be rich. Why aren't you doing well? Just come here and buy face with money." The prince's face sank as he said, "You're so young, what can you do about it!?" I'm willing to give it to you. If you're not convinced, you can practice it. "I'll give you money after I finish the training." Humph! It's like you have money. When he practiced martial arts, he should ask around to see if there were any seniors here. It's against the rules of martial arts, do you understand? " Your highness really doesn't understand.

At this time, Qing Hun came over and looked at the young man: "Friend, I think I know the rules, I don't have any money, how can I greet the local master? If you really are a character, you should understand that he has fallen to a foreign land. My family's storekeeper gave us money, yet you are still being so picky. You are relying too much on your power to bully others. " As he spoke, he waved his left hand and his right hand arrived. Unexpectedly, Qing Hun quickly took root with his right foot, curled his left leg and kicked the young man's lower abdomen. With a "Peng" sound, the young man was kicked upside down. No one cared about so many of his fellow villagers, nor did anyone speak. The young man blushed and rolled on the spot. He stood up and lowered his head to run away.

Qing Hun picked up the silver and passed it to Huang Sheng. He came over and bowed, "Thank you, sir." "My friend, is your name Huang Sheng?" The Prince reached out a hand to help him up. "Yes." The Prince took out another twenty liang of silver and said, "Hurry up and pack up. This person must be a local snake. "It seems like you should leave this place early." "Your father is right." Good. "Take twenty silver as your fare." Huang Sheng was very grateful: "The two masters gave too much. I thank you. "How should I address you two lords?" "Don't ask about that anymore, hurry up and leave."

"En, until we meet again." Huang Sheng saluted again respectfully, packed his stuff, and left.