Chapter 50: The Barefoot Taoist

The scorching sun is in the sky, the birds, beasts and insects in the forest are chirping, and the stream is tinkling.

Zhao Fu and Zhou Chen set up a fire by the stream, and on the fire were two fat fish.

The fish is wrapped in lotus leaves, and the outer layer is grilled by charcoal fire until it turns yellow, giving off a faint fragrance.

Zhou Chen tore open the lotus leaf quite unreceivingly, and the smell of fish suddenly came to his nose.

These days, the two of them have been running around, and they have not eaten a good meal, and now they are so hungry that they are so hungry.

Just as Zhou Chen was about to feast, a footstep suddenly came from not far away.

Turning his head, an old man in ragged clothes and unkempt hair walked over.

The old man stared straight at the grilled fish, swallowing saliva in his mouth and rumbling in his stomach.

He swallowed a big mouthful of saliva, stepped forward with a mysterious face, and pretended to say: "The old man is a barefoot Taoist, passing by here today, he was surprised to see your skeleton, and he wants to take you as a disciple, are you willing?" ”

"Barefoot Taoist? Lao Tzu is still the king of heaven. Zhou Chen scolded, pointed at the old man's nose and scolded: "You old liar, if you know each other, get out of here, otherwise don't blame me for being polite." ”

"Little doll, don't you even know how to respect the elderly? In such rudeness, the old man was about to make a move. ”

Facing such a brazen old man, Zhou Chen said disdainfully: "Young Master Ben just has itchy hands, but you can take a look at it?" ”

"Bastard, the old man's cultivation is shoulder to shoulder with the sky, you yellow-mouthed kid quickly kowtow to me and apologize, the old man may be able to let you go."

The old man blew his beard and glared, but his mouth was still arrogant.

Zhou Chen was so angry by the old man's words that he was about to fight, but was stopped by Zhao Fu on the side.

"He's an old beggar, so why bother to be like him?" Zhao Fu took out another fish and handed it to the old man.

"It's still this young man's general knowledge, for the sake of fatty fish, I won't be as knowledgeable as you, a yellow-mouthed child."

The old beggar held the fatty fish in both hands, and his mouth was so hungry that his mouth kept drooling.

After the meal, the old beggar burped and said, "The old man went out in a hurry, and he didn't bring the treasure with him, and when I go home next time, I will definitely have someone send the treasure to you." ”

The arrogance of the old beggar made Zhou Chen's anger rise again, if it wasn't for Zhao Fu to stop him, he would have been eager to beat him up.

Zhao Fu didn't have the same knowledge as the old beggar, and after a short rest, he and Zhou Chen walked towards the town not far away.

Autumn Water City.

This is one of the few big cities in Qingzhou, with a population of more than 100,000 people and countless warriors.

After Zhao Fu and Zhou Chen entered the city, they immediately came to the teahouse to inquire about the news.

"In just a few days, Zhao Fu has already demolished the three branches of the Giant Whale Gang, which makes Liu Hongsheng very angry."

"Which genius is this Zhao Fu, this talent is too terrifying."

"As far as I know, this Zhao Fu is just a white cloth, there is no power behind him, and all of his achievements are all due to the treasures left in the tomb by the Tianyuan Pharmacist."

There was a lot of noise in the teahouse, and it was all crowded, and there was no news available.

Zhao Fu shook his head, and was about to leave here when a familiar voice suddenly came.

"Who said that there is no power behind Zhao Fu?"

The old beggar walked in from outside the teahouse with the corners of his mouth raised, and for a moment attracted everyone's attention.

He glanced at everyone with disdainful gaze and said, "Zhao Fu's master is a famous barefoot Taoist. ”

"What? Zhao Fu still has a master? ”

"Who is the Barefoot Daoren? How come I've never heard of it? ”

"To be able to call himself a Taoist, he must be a great man, no wonder he can teach a disciple with such terrifying strength."

Everyone in the teahouse talked a lot, and they actually believed the old beggar's words, and the tea dumping boy specially cleaned up a seat for the old beggar.

The old beggar drank hot tea and said proudly: "The barefoot Taoist is a master who travels all over the world, and no one in the entire Qingzhou can be an enemy of him, even the city lord of Qingzhou City is also his defeated general." ”

As soon as these words came out, the entire teahouse suddenly boiled again.

"The city lord of Qingzhou City is a strong person in the innate realm, and this barefoot Daoist is too powerful!"

"With such a master in the background, no wonder Zhao Fu dares to be so arrogant."

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Listening to these people's discussions, Zhao Fu's face darkened a little, and he never thought that this old beggar could blow so well!

Zhou Chen said indignantly: "I'll tear this old beggar's mouth right now, and see if he dares to talk nonsense in the future." ”

"Forget it, although it is nonsense, but his words will do no harm to us." Zhao Fu shook his head and didn't think too much about it.

When the two were about to leave, there was a sudden sound of dense footsteps outside the teahouse, and the Giant Whale Gang and Qingfeng Village directly surrounded the teahouse.

"Who said that Zhao Fu has a master?"

A cold snort came, and a woman in a black robe walked in.

The woman's name is Gou Jiu'er, she is Gou Jiuyou's younger sister, and she is also a strong person.

When the people in the teahouse saw Gou Jiu'er coming, they retreated one after another, leaving the old beggar to sit alone.

Gou Jiu'er looked at the old beggar and said coldly, "How do you know?" Have you ever met Zhao Fu? ”

The entire teahouse was cold, and Gou Jiuyou was wrapped in black gas, staring at the old beggar......