Lying on the soft bed, Zhao Rang gently closed his eyes, took a few deep breaths, adjusted his breath, and fell asleep after a while.

This night, perhaps because of the exhaustion and exhaustion of the day, he slept unusually peacefully, without any nightmares to disturb him.

It wasn't until the sun had risen high the next day, and the warm sunlight poured into the room through the window, that Zhao Rang slowly opened his eyes.

Lazily turned over, and when he was about to get up, there was a crisp call from the door.

The guy cautiously carried a delicate tray, gently pushed the door open and walked in.

Seeing that Zhao Rang was still a little sleepy-eyed, a kind smile appeared on his face, and he said respectfully:

"Childe, this is the breakfast that Mrs. Liu specially ordered to be brought to you."

Zhao Rang sat up and looked up, only to see a beautiful food box on the tray.

An enticing aroma wafts into the nose and a steaming bowl of chicken noodle soup is inside.

The golden noodles look appetizing soaked in a rich chicken broth, and two fried golden eggs are placed next to them.

The noodles are chewy and elastic, the chicken soup is delicious and delicious, and the heat of the eggs is just right, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, and Zhao Rang eats with relish.

After breakfast, Zhao Rang put the food box and tray outside the door, sat back on the edge of the bed, and began to organize his thoughts. Reflecting on what happened last night, he felt a little confused and uneasy......

Especially the woman who climbed through the window and pretended to be Qingqing to shoot at him, who was it?

Why would she do it?

I remember that when she broke up with Qingqing yesterday, she told herself to stay in the inn and not run around. If there is anything, she will take the initiative to come to the inn to find herself.

But now, Zhao Rang couldn't wait......

He wanted to know what had happened last night, and wanted to find out who the woman who was pretending to be Qingqing was!

After making up his mind, Zhao Rang got dressed and walked out of the room.

Shuttling through the bustling crowd, keeping an eye out for every possible clue, but after a long turn, he didn't find any useful information.

When he came to the vicinity of the Detective Division's territory on the street, he hesitated for a moment, but chose to leave.

What made him feel strange was that even in the street market where he and Qingqing walked together last night, no one had any impression of such an eye-catching girl......

She was like a gust of wind that blew and disappeared forever, leaving no trace.

Zhao Rang's mood became a little gloomy.

He thought he would be able to find that Qingqing easily, but he didn't expect it to be so troublesome.

Wandering aimlessly on the streets of Zhenhai City, known as "the most prosperous riverside", Zhao Rang saw several women sneaking out of the house and bargaining with the vendors for some cheap ornaments.

I stopped for a long time in front of a shipwreck antique shop called "Gu Yun Zhai", and listened to the guys introduce the various antique treasures in the store.

I even bought a pack of special snacks called "Amber Candy", but I didn't know where to put it. Finally, it was given to a child who was playing on the side of the road.

Zhao didn't know what to do now.

He didn't have any grievances with the forces of the rivers and lakes such as the Dragon Fan Society and the Bow Snake, but now he was inexplicably involved in this dispute.

It has been said that people often do things they don't like for the sake of the people they like.

But Zhao Rang just reversed.

In order to cultivate his own preferences and interests, he will do things that he does not like.

Perhaps it is precisely because of this unique character and pursuit that he is particularly unique in this complicated world.

Finally, in front of a teahouse called "Biboting", he stopped.

This teahouse is surrounded by clear flowing water, and blooming flowers decorate every corner, which is particularly elegant.

He walked into the teahouse and sat down.

With the brewing of a pot of fine Tieguanyin, Zhao Rang began to quietly savor this rare quiet time.

Ever since he suffered a loss from drinking alone last time, he has always had a lingering dislike for his glasses and flasks.

He couldn't help but laugh at himself secretly, and felt that the saying "Once bitten by a snake for ten years, I am afraid of the well rope" is really very reasonable.

The teahouse is surrounded by bustling crowds and a dazzling array of stalls.

Vendors are clamoring for their stalls, displaying colourful conch shells and delicate ornaments made of pearls.

At the edge of the street, a group of haggard-looking Liba sat quietly, waiting for the mercy of their employer.

They don't make any gestures of begging, and they don't solicit business.

In order to live, they had to endure all kinds of hardships and humiliations.

A pot of tea gradually bottomed out, but Zhao Rang still didn't find any useful clues.

He sighed softly, and couldn't help but feel a little disappointed in his heart......

However, at this moment, he suddenly felt that it was dark in front of him, and when he looked up, it was a middle-aged man standing in front of him.

The middle-aged man was a burly man, with a broad back blocking the light from the window, casting a shadow over his face.

Zhao Rang couldn't see his face clearly, but he could feel the exhaustion and anxiety emanating from his body.

Immediately, he kicked his feet backwards, and even the chair was clinging to the wall.

This prevents someone from plotting behind the scenes.

At the same time, while holding the handle of the knife with his right hand, his left hand is also secretly propped up under the tea table, once the situation is not right, he can at least buy himself some time to react.

After doing these two things, he carefully looked at the person in front of him.

Although he couldn't see his face clearly, Zhao Rang could feel that the middle-aged man's gaze was locked on his face.

Suddenly, the middle-aged man's shoulders were raised, and his right hand stretched out!

Just as he was about to approach him, the middle-aged man's elbow sank and he picked up the teacup in front of him, which contained a cup of hot tea that he had just filled.

The middle-aged man took the teacup and drank it down, letting out a pleasant sigh in his throat.

Looking at it again, the exhaustion on his face seemed to be ironed by this cup of tea, and it was not as strong as before.

"If you're thirsty, I can ask you for a pot of tea, but you'd better not get in my way."

Zhao Rang said.

The middle-aged man was not angry at Zhao Rang's words, but moved out of front of him very casually, but sat on his side very consciously.

A set of actions is smooth, and the two are like old friends who have known each other for many years.

"Dude, get a new teacup!"

After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he turned his head to Zhao Rang, bowed to the door, and said:

"In the lower White Crane Mountain, Lan Shizi."

Zhao Rang's heart moved when he heard this, knowing that this person should be sent by his uncle and ancestor, so he was not surprised, but nodded lightly.

"I thought the people in the Daomen were very polite."

Lan Shizi laughed roughly, took the new teacup handed over by the guy, put it in front of Zhao Rang and said:

"If they are so knowledgeable, why do they want to become monks? Even in this world, there are not so many rules to follow. ”

There was a thick sense of helplessness and compromise in the words.

"When I say politeness, I also have rules."

Lan Shizi didn't answer, but looked at Zhao Rang's body, as if he was looking for something.

Zhao Rang did not hide it, and said directly:

"I've left the baggage in the inn."

Lan Shizi saw that Zhao Rang said directly, so he stopped going around in circles, and said straight to the point:

"Last night, Uncle Shi sensed the fluctuation of sword qi, and I thought that you had also suffered misfortune."

"It's okay, it's been resolved. It's really thanks to the gift of Uncle Shi! ”

Zhao Rang briefly told him about last night's events, and of course the part about Qingqing was cleverly concealed by him.

Lan Shizi frowned after hearing this, and was very surprised and angry at what happened last night:

"It must be a bow snake!" He gritted his teeth and said, "A group of bandits from the Longfan Society have always liked to bully people, and they can't give birth to such brains at all!" ”

Zhao Rang was secretly shocked when he saw that Lan Shizi actually knew about the existence of the bow snake. I didn't expect that even a sect like Baiheshan had heard of it.

It seems that these forces that have been inherited for a long time have their own channels and are well-informed, and no one supports idlers.

After pondering for a moment, Zhao Rang asked again:

"Does the Lan Dao Chief know why they came to me?"

He wanted to figure out how he had been drawn into this conflict.

Lan Shizi shook his head and said:

"I don't know about this, but since Uncle Shi handed over the title deed to you, you can move in, at least this kind of thing won't happen again."

Zhao Rang smiled and didn't answer, similarly assuring that he had heard three people say it to him three times.

The first time was when Mrs. Liu said that she could definitely protect him in the inn.

The second time was when Boss Hu threatened that as long as the money was in place in Zhenhai City, there was nothing he couldn't do.

The third time was the Lan Shizi Daoist in front of him.

"Thank you Lan Dao Chang for your kindness. But I have some important things to deal with, and I will definitely come to the door to disturb when I am done! ”

Lan Shizi glanced at Zhao Rang and didn't say anything more, he understood what Zhao Rang meant, and the other party didn't want to be involved in Baihe Mountain because of his own affairs.

Although it may be a bit risky to do so, he still respects Zhao Rang's choice.

"In that case, I won't force you."

Lan Shizi stood up and said, while putting down the teacup in his hand, indicating that he was leaving.

"But I still have to warn you to be careful!"

Lan Shizi patted Zhao Rang's shoulder, and then strode out of the teahouse.

Zhao Rang didn't stay in the teahouse for long.

A pot of tea was in his stomach, so that the breakfast he ate was completely digested, but the dim sum in the teahouse was not full, so he had to continue to wander around Zhenhai City to find a restaurant that could look at the right eye.

After talking with Lan Shizi, Zhao Rang's mood seemed to be clear and light-hearted, and he was a lot more relaxed.

He walked along, his eyes wandering, curious about everything around him.

Inadvertently, he caught a glimpse of a seemingly weak scholar, holding a heavy scroll in his hand, standing quietly in an alley chatting with Lan Shizi.

It's just that the scholar's eyes flickered, and Zhao Rang was puzzled.

He was about to step forward to find out, but suddenly saw that the scholar's eyes were cold, and he smashed the scroll in his hand into Lan Shizi's Tianling Gai.

Immediately afterwards, a woman selling flowers at the entrance of the alley also took out a dagger with a cold light from the flower basket and stabbed it directly into Lan Shizi's waist.

At the same time, the ribbon in the basket in the hand of a one-eyed artist who traveled from afar flew up, but there was a hidden murderous intention, and under the ribbon was as fine as silk, and the steel wire as sharp as a knife edge went straight to Lan Shizi's neck!

Zhao Rang was shocked and hurriedly rushed forward, but it was still a step too late......

At the last moment, Lan Shizi's figure dodged like the wind, and he quickly took out a cigarette bomb with the characteristics of White Crane Mountain and smashed it on the ground.

In the smoke, his figure became indistinct.

But on the roof next to him, three strong men jumped down.

They cooperated tacitly and surrounded Lan Shizi tightly.

One of the strong men let out a loud cry and slammed a fist into Lan Shizi's left shoulder.

Lan Shizi seemed to have been hit hard by a giant hammer, and the whole person fell to the ground, paralyzed.

The situation changed rapidly, and the two old men who were originally drinking tea and teasing birds in the alley also got up suddenly.

With majestic finger power, the two of them shot the tea-drinking cup at Lan Shizi's vital point.

Xiao Zhan crossed arcs in the air, and approached with a fierce wind.

Zhao Rang rushed to the entrance of the alley at this time, and stood with his back to the flower seller.

He carried the knife in his backhand, gathered all his strength, and the handle of the knife smashed down categorically!

The woman screamed in pain, and the sound of bones breaking was clearly audible.

The purpose of Zhao Rang's attack was not to kill, but to relieve the siege.

His eyes were like torches, staring at the two old men.

I saw that the two of them were amazing, sweeping across the street like eagles and falcons, and went straight to Lan Shizi.

Lan Shizi had already seen the wood-covered mound in front of him, which was his only hope of escaping.

The terrain in the woods is similar to that of White Crane Mountain, and he has absolute self-confidence, and he will never lose to anyone present when he goes around the forest!

Zhao Rang also saw Lan Shizi's intentions, and immediately slashed with a sword, fought and retreated, trying to approach the woods

Neither of them noticed a man who had been standing in the woods with his hands in his hands, as if admiring the scenery.

The man suddenly swung out a palm, and the wind was like a knife, extremely fierce.

Zhao Rang's already prepared knife momentum was caught off guard by this momentum...... Even with his body, he became staggered and unstable.

And the flower girl who had broken her bones with the hilt of her knife struggled to get up, her eyes shining with resentment.

She threw the dagger in Zhao Rang's hand with the last of her strength, and the dagger slashed through the air with a cold light, straight to Zhao Rang's heart.

Zhao Rang was short, trying to avoid the fatal blow, but the cold blade still cut his arm, and blood instantly oozed out and stained his sleeve.

There was no time to care about his injuries, because the three strong men and the two old men were close to each other again.

Lan Shizi had already stood up.

The injury to his left shoulder slowed his movements.

He took a deep breath and pulled out a soft sword from his waist, the sword body trembled slightly, and the sword light spilled out like a match, combining with Zhao Rang's sword light, and gradually forced the five people back.

The man in the bamboo forest didn't move since he slapped his palm.

It was as if it had only been a temporary initiative and had not taken this battle into account.

Zhao Rang and Lan Shizi both knew that this man was the biggest threat.

He was like a dormant tiger. Always ready to deliver a fatal blow to your enemies!

Sure enough, just as Zhao Rang and Lan Shizi were about to break out of the encirclement, the man struck again.

The figure fluttered in the blink of an eye, and in an instant, he came behind Zhao Rang, and slapped a strong wind that went straight to the back of the hearts of the two!

Zhao Rang only felt that his vest was cold, and a sense of death penetrated his heart, so he had to turn around sharply and swing his knife to meet the man's palm.

"Dang!"

There was a sound of gold and iron, and Zhao Rang felt that his arm was numb, and the knife in his hand almost flew out of his hand.

The man was also slightly stunned, obviously he didn't expect Zhao Rang to be able to take his palm.

Lan Shizi grabbed the silence of this moment and stabbed the man in the chest.

The man sneered and didn't dodge, and actually took Lan Shizi's sword.

"Ding!"

The tip of the sword stabbed the man's chest, but it seemed to hit an iron plate, and Lan Shizi only felt a strong force surging from the sword body, shaking his arm numb.

Zhao Rang and Lan Shizi looked at each other, and they both saw the panic and determination in each other's eyes.

The man suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed:

"Good! Good! Good! It's not in vain that I came out! ”

Before the laughter fell, the man's palm slashed at Zhao Rang again.

Zhao Rang waved his knife to block, but he felt that the opponent's palm power was as heavy as a mountain, and he couldn't breathe......

Seeing this, Lan Shizi suddenly abandoned the soft sword in his hand, pinched out a seal in front of his chest with both hands, and said something in his mouth.

Although Zhao Rang didn't know what Lan Shizi was doing, he also forcibly endured the sourness of his arm and swung his knife at the man, trying to buy him some time.

The man couldn't help but be a little surprised when he saw that Lan Shizi had abandoned the blade and switched to the Dao method.

Lan Shizi pushed flat with both hands, and a majestic energy shot out from the palm of his hand, straight to the man's face!

The man didn't expect Lan Shizi to have such a method, and with a slight startle, his figure retreated sharply to avoid this light.

However, this retreat opened a gap, and Zhao Rang seized the opportunity to dodge past and stand side by side with Lan Shizi.

At this time, Lan Shizi's face was as pale as paper, the blow just now had exhausted all the Dao Sect True Qi accumulated in his body, and now his strong body was crumbling like an empty shell......

Seeing this, Zhao Rang hurriedly supported him, for fear that he would fall to the ground.

The man did not take advantage of the danger, but stood still, looking at the two men with interest, as if admiring their desperate struggles.

"You're very good, you can force me to use three points of strength."

Zhao Rang and Lan Shizi also knew that the person in front of them was a master, not an opponent......

Suddenly, a crisp flute sounded in the air.

When the man heard the sound of the flute, his face changed suddenly, and his body turned into a wisp of smoke, and disappeared in an instant.

The sound of the flute was melodious, as if it came from the sky, Zhao Rang and Lan Shizi looked at each other, not knowing who played the flute, and why it made the man so jealous.

But at this time, they couldn't take care of it so much, Lan Shizi had exhausted his strength, and at this time it was the end of the crossbow, and he urgently needed to find a place to breathe and recover.

Although Zhao Rang still had some strength left, he also knew that he was not the man's opponent......

Deep in the woods, a young man in Tsing Yi sits quietly on a huge rock.

The face is as delicate as the bright moon, and the temperament is extraordinary, like an immortal.

Holding a jade flute with a whole body of turquoise in his hand, as he gently opened his lips, the melodious sound of the flute flowed out like a spring, permeating the entire forest.

When Zhao Rang saw this young man for the first time, his heart suddenly set off a stormy wave.

He never expected that the sound of the flute, which was like a heavenly sound, would come from the hands of such a young boy!

After catching a glimpse of Zhao Rang and Lan Shizi, the young man stopped playing, a gentle smile curled up at the corner of his mouth, and bowed his head to them gently, as if welcoming two guests from afar.

"It's good to get out safely."

The boy's voice was as clear as a mountain spring hitting a stone.

Every word seems to be able to wash away the dust in people's hearts.

The moment Lan Shizi saw this young man, he broke free of Zhao Rang's support and respectfully saluted the young man:

"Thank you seniors for saving your life! The younger generation Baiheshan Lan Shizi also thanks you for your uncle! ”

The young man waved his hand, and the smile on his face was like a spring breeze:

"You don't need to say thank you, I'm just at the right time. Not to mention thanking me for him, I had just returned from a distant sea, and I was about to go to him for a drink. ”

Speaking of this, the young man paused slightly, his gaze swept over Zhao Rang and Lan Shizi, and a hint of appreciation flashed in his eyes:

"But then again, it's truly remarkable that you can hold out for so long under the hands of such a strong enemy and not be defeated!"

Zhao Rang's heart was full of curiosity and awe about the identity of this young man, and he arched his hand and asked:

"Dare to ask the seniors their names? The younger generation of the Zhao family Zhao Rang, I will make a special trip to thank you in the future! ”

The young man stood up, put his hands behind his back, looked up at the sky, and said lightly:

"Once raw and twice ripe. If we have a chance, we'll see you again. Then you invite me to drink, and I will tell you my name. ”

As soon as the words fell, the boy took a step, leaving only an ethereal place.

"Who is this senior?"

Zhao Rang couldn't help but ask Lan Shizi.

Lan Shizi shook his head, with a look of admiration on his face:

"I don't know the true identity of this senior, but looking at his otherworldly bearing and unfathomable cultivation, and being able to have a good relationship with his uncle and ancestor, he must also be a peerless master in the Daomen."

Zhao Rang nodded, no longer entangled in the identity of the teenager:

"Captain Lan Dao, how are your injuries?"

"Out of the way. I have already taken the special healing pill made by Baihe Mountain, and I only need to find a quiet place to exercise and pranayama for a few hours to completely recover. ”

As he spoke, he took out a delicate small porcelain bottle from his arms, poured out a pill with a faint medicinal fragrance, handed it to Zhao Rang, and said:

"Although this elixir can't bring the dead back to life, it is quite miraculous, so you can take it."

Zhao Rang took the pill and swallowed it without hesitation, and suddenly a warm current rose from the dantian and quickly flowed all over his limbs.

The pain in the wound gradually dissipated under the soothing of this warm current.