The Eight Immortals in Wine Chapter 73, Streethead

"Oh?" Wen Dao said coldly, "Your master? ”

"Isn't that enough?" said Zhuangziheng loudly.

"Maybe......" Wen Dao raised his forehead, "I hope it will be so ...... then"

"I wonder if we should go to that street and have a look, maybe something will turn around. Gu Youlan suddenly spoke.

"Okay. Wen Dao stood up and walked outside.

Zhuangzi Heng and they also followed Wen Dao.

On the street, there is a lot of traffic, the sound of buying and selling, shouting, gossiping...... And the sound of gambling in the tavern, the sound of wine glasses clashing, was deafening......

It wasn't until I got into the corner of the street that I was able to be quiet.

"This is it. Han Wangsun pointed to the position where he was standing.

"Here, how eerie. Zhuangzi shrank sideways.

"Let's look for clues. Gu Youlan squatted down and gently wiped the floor with her fingers.

"What we have to deal with now seems to be the emperor's matter......" Wen Dao raised his forehead, "Why did I promise you to come to this hellish place......"

"Since they're all here, let's see what clues there are. Gu Youlan didn't raise her head, and said slowly.

"Take your time. Wen Dao propped his forehead and leaned against the wall.

"It's dirty here, what clues can there be. Zhuangzi patted the dust on his shoulder, looking disgusted.

"Let's see, maybe there is. Meng Fengxing squatted down and began to observe.

"What a bunch of. "Wen Dao helped his forehead.

"The emperor is gone, and the second prince is going to inherit the throne!" A noisy voice came from the street.

"What's going on?" Zhuang Ziheng and Wen Dao glanced at each other and walked out.

And Han Wangsun and them are still observing in the dirty corner.

"What's going on?" Zhuangzi scratched his head. He saw everyone with an envelope in their hand, shouting loudly.

"The second prince is going to be the emperor!" an inexplicable person glanced at the envelope, screamed like crazy, then threw the envelope and ran away in a hurry.

"Are these people crazy...... Zhuangzi scratched his head, "It's the second prince who wants to be the emperor, and it's not you who want to be the emperor......"

"Zhuangzi Heng, come here. By this time, Wen Dao had already stepped forward, bent down, and picked up the envelope that the man had just discarded.

"What's wrong?" Zhuangzi hurried to Wen Dao's side.

Unexpectedly, this Xiao Fenghuai even summoned the people. Wen Dao frowned, "It seems that this time, there are not only representatives of various sects. ”

"What does he want to do when he gathers so many people?" Zhuang Ziheng looked puzzled.

"Each participant will be rewarded with one hundred taels of silver. Wen Dao saw the following line again.

"......I see," Zhuangziheng suddenly realized, "it turns out that everyone is crazy when they are rich." ”

"It's not a good thing. Wen Dao frowned.

"Wait......" Zhuang Ziheng saw the following line of words again, "It will start tomorrow?"

"What?" Wen Dao was stunned, "Starting tomorrow?"

"What should I do then?" Zhuang Ziheng was also stunned.

"What else can I do?" Wen Dao propped his forehead, "I can only bite the bullet." ”

"Let's go see Han Wangsun and them. Zhuang Ziheng suddenly remembered Han Wangsun and they were still in that street.

"Those stupid melons, what clues are you still looking for!" Wen Dao held his forehead, helplessly followed Zhuang Ziheng, and walked back to the street.

"What are you still doing? Wen Dao clasped his hands in front of his chest.

"Hurry up, come and see. Zhuangzi held an envelope in his hand.

"I'm not free, what's there to see. Meng Fengxing didn't raise his head, and said slowly.

At this time, Wen Dao took the envelope from Zhuangzi's hand and threw it on the ground, "Do you like to look at it." ”

"Zhuangzi cross, go. Wen Dao pulled Zhuang Ziheng and strode out of the street.

"Ah...... Wen Dao ......" Zhuangzi was pulled by Wen Dao, "This is not very good. ”

"What's not so good. Wen Dao said slowly, "Let me tell you, in this world, you can only rely on yourself if you want to live. ”

"Huh?" Zhuangziheng was confused, "what does this mean?"

At this time, Wen Dao walked into an alley and let go of Zhuang Ziheng, "Tomorrow, we may all die." ”

"Huh?" Zhuangzi was taken aback, "Wen Dao, what are you bragging about?"

"Not only can I brag about the skin, but I can also blow the snakeskin!" Wen Dao said loudly, holding down Zhuang Ziheng's shoulder, "Zhuang Ziheng, you listen to me, this time, we are really difficult to live." ”

"Wen Dao, what are you talking about?" Zhuangzi was confused.

"As soon as Xiao Fenghuai becomes the emperor, he will definitely kill us. Wen Dao said slowly, "There are millions of troops in the north, and you can crush one person to death at will." No matter how good your martial arts are, in the entire Beili, you are nothing, there are already many masters in Chang'an City alone, not to mention the generals next to the emperor. ”

"So......" Zhuang Ziheng was still confused, "Wen Dao, if you say that, wouldn't we be dead." ”

"Not necessarily. Wen Dao said slowly, "We can leave some way back." ”

"What is the way back?" Zhuangzi scratched his head.

"I don't know. Wen Dao shrugged his shoulders.

"What?" Zhuangzi was stunned, "what are you going to do? ”

"Leave it to fate. Wen Dao shrugged his shoulders.

"No, Wen Dao, you told me so much, and in the end it's all nonsense?" Zhuangzi touched his head.

"Not really. Wen Dao clasped his hands in front of his chest.

"You are a disciple of Qingjian Pavilion, if someone wants to kill you, your master will definitely save you, even if it is the emperor. Wen Dao said slowly.

"So?" said Zhuangzi.

"Not both of you will survive. Wen Dao said slowly.

"On the other side, a disciple of the Sword King, a disciple of the Spear Saint, and a disciple of the National Teacher, their master will definitely come to the rescue. Wen Dao clasped his hands in front of his chest, sighed, and continued, "But there are millions of troops in the north, and the generals around the emperor are also first-class masters, so they may not all be able to live." ”

"Since you can't save it, it's better not to save it. Zhuangzi stomped his feet angrily, "My master is so good to me, I don't want him to die fighting for me." ”

"Zhuang Ziheng, you really have a kind heart. Wen Dao smiled slightly, "I'm quite envious." ”

"Huh?" Zhuangzi was stunned.

"But, in this world, kindness doesn't work. Wen Dao clasped his hands in front of his chest, "Sometimes, if you don't be a ruthless person, you will be the one who dies." ”