Wu Gan parked the donkey cart on the side of the road and looked at the three of them with interest.

Because of the King of Jinchun, Guanxi City can be said to be the place where strangers gather the most in the county, and the contradiction between strangers and mortals is also the most prominent.

These strangers are at least Chinese, and they don't mention the common people, even if they are ordinary Chinese, they are also ruthless.

At the beginning, Wu Gen secretly poked and poked some of the pipes, but after a long time, there were too many such situations, and it was difficult to beat the entire palace again, and gradually became tired. I didn't expect to meet another person like this today, and I couldn't help but be interested.

The white-robed man's long sword shook, and four more long swords appeared beside him, the tips of which were all aimed at the man in green shirts, and he didn't know which of them was the real body and which was the phantom sword.

"Die." The white-robed man let out a low shout, and the five swords fired together, in addition to the sword in his hand, the other four swords were also like birds, buzzing, attacking the man in green shirt from different directions.

The man in the green shirt had a solemn face, and the person in front of him looked frivolous, but the kung fu under his hands was not weak. His eyes flashed, and the bamboo sword swept sideways, slashing down the sword that stabbed him in the side.

The other four long swords disappeared suddenly, and the swords that had been cut off hurriedly returned to the white-robed man. His face was shocked, "You can actually see through the reality of my phantom sword? Lao Luo, up."

The dervish surnamed Luo raised the copper bowl in his hand, and the black mist in the bowl was swirling, and a black light shot at the man in the green shirt, who was stagnant and his face was a little painful.

The white-robed man was overjoyed when he saw this scene, his sword shook and he gritted his teeth and was about to step forward again.

"Ugh." As soon as the long sword was handed out, he saw that the opponent's bamboo sword had reached his forehead, and the white-robed man was a little stunned for a while.

It turned out that the copper bowl in the hand surnamed Luo was knocked to the ground, the black light died down, and the man in the green shirt recovered his body freely, and he stepped forward with a sword to restrain the other party.

A few people turned their heads to look, only to see one of them pulling the donkey desperately, and kept muttering, "I don't believe that you are a donkey's temper, isn't it just that your hooves are stained with some mud, and when your temper comes up, you will stumble."

You see, if you step on the shell Lang bug, it's fine, if you step on the child, people won't look for you desperately."

The donkey pulled by Wu Gan suddenly lifted his hooves, just kicking the copper bowl in the hand of the surnamed Luo to the ground.

"Bastard, what are you doing?" The surnamed Luo scolded and hurriedly picked up the copper bowl that fell to the ground.

"Phew." Somehow, the donkey was suddenly frightened.

As soon as the reins in Wu Gan's hand were loosened, the donkey rushed forward and kicked the copper bowl on the ground far away.

"You ......" The surname Luo Qi's face turned pale, and he slashed at the donkey with one palm.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, his arm was grabbed by Wu Gan, "Uncle, calm your anger, the rice bowl used by this beast on weekdays is the same as your bowl, I guess I thought you were fighting for a job with him, so I was a little angry."

"Fuck your shit, your donkey is a human, eat with a bowl." In a hurry, the person surnamed Luo swung his fist at Wu Gan.

"Uncle doesn't know, this donkey is like you, these days it is becoming more and more human, and you have to use a rice bowl to eat." Wu Yan hurriedly hugged the person surnamed Luo tightly.

The man surnamed Luo still wanted to struggle, but the man in the green shirt over there snorted and laughed, and the driver was also damaged, comparing people to animals.

Seeing that the surnamed Luo still wanted to fight back, Wu Gan's eyes widened, "Don't be embarrassed, tell you, the master is best at taming donkeys on weekdays, and if you annoy me, you will use the means to deal with your brother on you."

"Boy, you're looking for death." The surnamed Luo was extremely indignant, and his elbow slammed into Wu Gan's ribs. He has all his skills in this bowl, and he has fist and foot kung fu, but he is very loose, and he is forced to have no choice at this time.

Wu Gan's face sank, "People want to practice, donkeys want whips, I see that you are stretching out the donkey's head under the guillotine and looking for death." If I don't concoct you today, I'm afraid I don't know the rules."

As he spoke, he grabbed the other party's elbow and twisted it back, and the surnamed Luo screamed, and his arm was unloaded alive.

Wu Yan didn't give up, and easily scrapped his other arm, kicked him to the ground, and whipped it with a whip.

The surnamed Luo's hands could not be used, and he could only scream on the ground.

Seeing that the other party had no intention of stopping, this person's heart was horizontal, muttering to himself, and trying his best to break a gourd hanging from his waist. A puff of black smoke came out of the gourd, turned into a skull, and pounced towards Wu Gan.

As soon as this thing came out, everyone who saw it felt a chill, as if they had encountered a natural enemy, and their souls couldn't help but tremble.

Wu Yan was in a trance for a moment, his complexion changed slightly, but he quickly returned to normal, and whipped hard at the people on the ground, "Let you be a demon, let you make a ghost."

The person surnamed Luo was also stunned, although this evil spirit has not been collected for a long time and has not yet matured, it is still more than enough to deal with ordinary people. If you fall for this ghost, your soul will be devoured and you will only become the living dead. But looking at the person in front of him, he didn't seem to react at all, which was strange.

Wu Gen was naturally tricked, but the grinding plate Dafa has been improving again these days, and this evil spirit is still struggling in the grinding plate at this time.

The whip fell like raindrops, and the surnamed Luo begged for mercy, but Wu Yan was indifferent and chose a soft place to whip. After a while, the voice surnamed Luo became quieter, and he lay motionless on the ground.

Seeing that this person was gone, Wu Gen turned his head sharply, looked at the man in the white robe with a fierce and vicious look.

The people around were all frightened by Wu Gan's ferocity, and when they saw this, they all stepped back, and even the man in green shirt holding a bamboo sword couldn't help but take a step back.

"Wu ...... Shopkeeper Wu, I am also from the palace, my own family." Although the person in the white robe couldn't call Wu Gan's name, he had been to his shop, and when he saw the other party coming viciously, the three souls who couldn't help but be frightened flew two souls, and quickly found out their identity.

"Fart, I heard that King Jinchun has always loved the people and cherished the old and the poor, how could he allow such a villain to enter the mansion, he must have taken the name of his old man and came here to do evil. I, Wu Gan, eat the prince's lu, and protect the name of the prince. If you don't teach you a good lesson today, wouldn't you be sorry for the prince's kindness.

That brother who plays with bamboo, look at this man's sword, and I'll clean up this white-skinned wolf who bullies women and children." Wu Yan rolled up his sleeves as he spoke, and whipped his head and face with a whip.

It's not that the white-robed man didn't want to resist, but as soon as the sword in his hand was about to be launched, he was cut down by the bamboo sword.

Wu Gen rode on it, and his hands were not light or heavy. Soon, the man's small white face was like cracked porcelain, covered with whip marks, and he rolled on the ground and wailed.

The man in the green shirt frowned, his face was unbearable, and he dissuaded: "This brother, it's appropriate, it's not good if you beat someone to death."

Wu Yan turned his head and said loudly, "Alas, this old brother who plays with bamboo, you don't know anything. The prince hates people taking his name and ruining his reputation.

These two people were in broad daylight, giving the prince a bad reputation for bullying Li Shu. I have always been upright, since I am a guest of the palace, I have to punish him well and get rid of the prince. After the fight, these two people will be sent to the palace to show the prince's innocence."

"Can ......"

"There's nothing to do, come, come over and whip a few whips, sure enough, it's still good to beat the beast."

The man in the green shirt shook his head again and again, and the corners of his mouth hesitated with each whip.

After beating for a while, Wu Yan felt a little tired, "This eldest sister, why don't you give a few whips." When he turned his head, he found that the woman who was lying on the ground had already fainted with fright.

Wu Qian threw the dying two people onto the donkey cart, found a piece of paper from the shop next to him, and wrote a few lines of words, which means that they pretend to be people from the palace and oppress the people.

Along the largest Jinguan Road in Guanxi City, Wu Gen pulled the two to the palace. It was bustling along the way, and I don't know how many rotten vegetables and rotten eggs were thrown by onlookers in the car. The man in the green shirt followed him all the way to the palace.

Wu Gen went directly to find Zhao Ling, only to say that he caught two people who pretended to be guests of the palace, and he was beaten by himself, and asked the lord to send him down.

Zhao Ling went out and looked at the two people in the car, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching. These two people know each other, their brother Zhao Qian's subordinates, this is good, the eldest brother must think that he gave it.

Thinking of this, Zhao Ling hurriedly went to find his father, since these two people

has been characterized as a fake person in public, it can only be a boat that goes down the river, just to pull out the reputation of benevolence and righteousness of the palace.

When Zhao Qian heard this, of course, he was furious, and immediately went to find his father and asked Zhao Ling why he did something to his subordinates.

But he was scolded by Zhao Chang with his head and face, and ordered to restrain his doormen who were fighting with people, and they should no longer behave outside and ruin their reputation. If it is a recidivism, they will all be driven away.

Zhao Qian took a sullen breath in his heart, naturally he didn't dare to settle accounts with his father and Zhao Ling, this girl of his own family has always been shrewd, and he has never begged for a bargain in his hands since she was a child, so she can only send the injured two away. But what is that Wu Gan, hum, we'll see.

As soon as Wu Gen returned to the mansion, the door was closed, and the mascot of Chu Ji was placed in the courtyard. Knowing that Zhao Qian was evil, the other party said that he would not be able to use some means, with this future sister here, the other party should not be too presumptuous.

At night, there was a sudden knock on the courtyard door, and Wu Gan was excited, and he picked up the broken knife easily.

When he opened the door, Wu Yan was stunned, the other party was none other than the man in green shirt who made the bamboo sword during the day. Seeing Wu Gan's stunned expression, the other party smiled slightly, "Wu Gan, right, my name is Lu Ke, I am a member of the mansion of Zhao Yan, the king of Huichun, and now I follow the lord Zhao Yan, so I can be allowed to talk about it."

"Oh, no wonder, I said how dare you stop those two today, it turns out that there is also a backstage." Wu Jian jokingly said, opened the courtyard door casually, this person can stop the two doormen, but he is also a kind-hearted person.

When they arrived in the house, the tea was put on the table, and Lu Ke arched his hand and said, "There is a lot of disturbance, I came here tonight, firstly, to thank you for your help, and secondly, I really admired Brother Wu's methods, and with the help of his strength, he actually suppressed this matter." new

Wu Yan lamented, "I still offended the nobles, isn't this a closed door, in case someone retaliates."

Hearing this, Lu Ke explained, "I have already met Lord Zhao Weng of Zhao Ling before I came here, and according to her, King Jinchun strictly ordered Zhao Shizi not to have any more personal grudges, and reprimanded him for strictly controlling his subordinates and not allowing them to disturb the people again."

"Forget it, it's easy to dodge with open guns, but it's hard to defend against hidden arrows. Don't mention this, Brother Lu has seen Lord Zhao Weng, but what's the matter?" The other party was able to meet Zhao Ling directly, and Wu Yan was a little curious.

"Oh, that's right."

Lu Ke explained the reason why he came here. It turned out that this matter was also related to King Jinchun.

Zhao Changsu is good at cultivating, and suddenly proposed to hold a group of sage meetings, that is, to gather a group of cultivators together to learn from each other, and some sects, hermits, and even Confucianism and others were also invited.

In addition, several princes who walked closer also received invitations. It's just that due to the law of Zhao State, the prince is not allowed to leave the fiefdom without permission, so the princes of each family send their children to bring people to the scene, this Zhao Yan is one of them, this person has always been familiar with Zhao Ling.

Originally, Zhao Ling also informed everyone of the matter, but the shopkeeper Wu was so obsessed with the business in the store that he forgot about it.