Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Ink and Smoke Sect Recruits New Disciples
In the past few days, Shen Yixi has been very busy every day. What is he up to? Of course, it's something related to the "big picture" in his heart. And after he arrived in Fuzhou City, he quickly invested in the "Mengchuan Teahouse" that was used as a secret meeting with special guests, and during this time, business suddenly boomed.
As soon as the business of the teahouse was good, Shen An, the housekeeper in charge of taking care of it, was a little overwhelmed, so he hurriedly suggested to the owner: hire some more people. It is also a coincidence that Shen An here has just gotten permission from his master, and when he raised his feet and went out, he met a person who came to ask for a hire.
The man was young, tall and thin, and spoke in a voice like a rooster's crow. Shen An asked him what his name was? The man replied respectfully: "Steward, the little one's name is Tieshan." ”
"It's called Iron Mountain? It's all about to be sold into slavery, and their hearts are higher than the sky - what's not good to call? Why are you so angry? "Shen An is very good at manipulating his tone in front of his subordinates.
"That'...... The little ones dare to ask the big butler - give them a proper name, right? "Iron Mountain is also very quick to change the rudder when he sees the opportunity.
"Hmm...... You're a sensible kid. So, I think it's called Shanzi, right? ”
"Shanzi? Good, good! That's a good name! The chief butler is worthy of being a connoisseur of the name. ”
"Huh? Don't mess around! I'm not used to it. ”
"Yes, yes, butler, you just command, what should I do?"
"Well, you're pretty diligent, you're good! Well, if you're new to the city and don't know how to do it, you can do the work first—sweeping the floor, wiping the table, cleaning the latrine, and thatching the latrines. ”
"Good, good! The little one is going to work, okay? ”
"Well, go ahead, do a good job!"
In the middle of the night on this day, Shanzi, who had been busy all day, could finally lie down and rest. Although his whole body was sore from working during the day, he still tossed and turned in bed after lying down, and could not sleep for a long time......
As soon as he closed his eyes, the scene of more than ten days ago immediately appeared in front of Shanzi's eyes—the scene that was unusually unbearable on the edge of the evil fish pool with a gusting wind...... That night, Xiao Shan, now known as "Iron Mountain", and his partner He Fatzi explored the evil fish pond at night, and were finally "invited" into the tree house by the ink smoker with bad intentions.
In that treacherous treehouse, the Ink Smoker fried two fragrant fish on the spot, and warmly beckoned them to try them. Who knew that once they ate it, they would become addicted to it—so they went on to eat several fried fish......
Just as the two of them disarmed and surrendered in front of the delicious fish, unaware that danger was coming, the guy who called himself "Ink Smoker" changed his face and suddenly turned into an extremely hideous wizard!
The sorcerer told them in a gloomy voice, "Two officials, you have truly made great achievements tonight! My ink smoke disciple was sent by the ink smoke deformity of western Yunnan to collect disciples here - I didn't expect that tonight we have a fate, and you two will become the descendants of my ink and smoke freak sect! What a gratifying congratulations! ”
Before he finished speaking, He Fatzi jumped up and reprimanded sharply: "Nonsense, we are the fast catchers in the dignified state, when will we become your disciples?" It's really a shame. ”
"Hey...... Hey, hey, yes and no, I'll convince you now! The ink smoker did what he said, and immediately pointed at He Fatzi, recited the mantra in his mouth, and suddenly shouted: "Change!" ”
Xiao Shan looked at it in a blink of an eye, and suddenly almost all his soul ran away - it turned out that He Fatzi had turned into a huge fat big evil fish! The ink smoker stared at him and said leisurely, "Hey, your companion has already surrendered!" How are you? Do you want to be like him? ”
Xiao Shan is such a smart person, of course he doesn't want to suffer this kind of immediate loss, and in desperation, he has no choice but to succumb - accept the "order" of the ink smoker on the spot. After becoming "his own person", the ink smoker was particularly "friendly" to him, and even held a torch and invited him to worship an ancestral hall built in a cave overnight.
In that cave ancestral hall, Xiao Shan was surprised to find that the tablet enshrined inside was actually a top family in the Southern Defenses Kingdom! The tablet at the top of the center clearly reads "Ancestral King Rejuvenated Divine Throne"; There are three tablets below it, which are "the god seat of the first uncle Wang Yi", "the god seat of the first father Wang Cheng" and "the spit position of the third uncle Wang Zhan".
"How? You're amazed, aren't you? As if he was afraid that he wouldn't understand, Mo Yantu asked questions in a loud voice.
"I seem to understand, but I don't seem to understand it." Xiao Shan didn't dare to provoke him, so he had to answer honestly.
"Haha! Then I'll tell you - before I entered the Tao, my name was Wang Jue, and I was the son of the old second prince, do you understand it now? ”
"Understood, then, the three princes in the row below, they all have heirs, right?" Xiao Shan was extremely curious, and although he was scared, he still asked with trepidation.
"Well, I'm in a good mood tonight, so I just told you. My eldest uncle Wang Yi has only one daughter, named Wang Yue, whose whereabouts are still unknown. The ink smoker seemed to be speaking lightly, and he looked like he didn't care.
"Well, could it be...... Is there no heir in the Holy One today? ”
"You mean that damn Wang Zhan? Phew! Such a bad bad guy deserves him - no queen! ”
"Oh? Sure enough, sure enough! Admire, admire! Xiao Shan hurriedly gave a thumbs up and praised again and again.
"Well, all right, tomorrow you will go south! Go to Fuzhou City and find the one surnamed Shen. ”
"Which surname is Shen? It can't be that Shen Tong's judgment, right? ”
"That's right, it's him. You've asked me how loyal this person really is. ”
"Then how do I get close to him? Not familiar with each other. ”
"Whatever you want, as long as you can inquire clearly. Go ahead! The ink-smoker extinguished the torch, and suddenly the man disappeared......
"Good...... Let's do it! Thinking of the fate of He Fatzi, how dare Xiao Shan say half a "no"? So I had to change into tattered clothes, and after dawn I was begging with a bamboo cane and hurrying - and finally found the Wuli Pavilion outside Fuzhou.
Thinking that his former boss Song Che was now the prefect of Fuzhou Prefecture, Xiao Shan was worried that he would be recognized, so he had to take the pseudonym "Tieshan" and change his appearance slightly, so he entered the city with confidence. After several days of squatting outside the Tongju Mansion, Xiao Shan quickly figured out Shen Yixi's whereabouts: he must go to Mengchuan Teahouse every day.
He came to the conclusion that if you want to get close to Shen Yixi, you can first blend into this teahouse. With the implementation of Xiaoshan's plan step by step, the scene mentioned at the beginning of this chapter appeared......