On the rivers and lakes, making friends with alcohol is a very common means. Zhuge Chen, who is not an alcoholic but also loves wine, naturally knows this truth, his qi machine "rummaged through the cabinets" among the mustard seeds, and finally found a pot of wine given by others in an inconspicuous corner, which can only be regarded as good. Anyway, just to find out the news, he will definitely not take out the treasure immortal brew when he is careful about it, in fact, this pot is enough.

When he came to the side of the person in front of him, Zhuge Chen stepped forward and said directly: "Brother, I want you to inquire about something." What's going on in Duanyang City lately, we have to let us wait from the outside even on a rainy day, it's too inauthentic, right?"

The man glanced at Zhuge Chen, turned his head back again, and didn't mean to answer at all. Zhuge Chen was not angry or annoyed, but handed over a pot of wine, and then said: "A small gift is not a tribute. ”

The man put the pot of wine in his pocket without a trace, and then said with a smile: "You don't know such a big thing, it seems that you are really a passer-by who came thousands of miles and was blocked by heavy rain." It's okay to tell you, but it's better to let others know less, after all, the trouble comes from the mouth, and it's still talking about a behemoth like Duanyang Sect. ”

Zhuge Chen nodded and waited for the following.

The man said cautiously: "I also heard from others, the ancestor of Duanyang City recently went wrong in his cultivation, and the hostile sect learned the news. Then he was found by someone to call the board at the mountain gate, but that person seemed to be not good at learning and was directly killed by the disciples of Duanyang Sect. Only later did I know that that person was the grandson of the ancestor of the other sect. You see, there is a mortal enmity in the first place, but the two sides are still within the scope of patience. After such an incident, it is already a saber rattling. A few days ago, many people from the other sect broke into Duanyang City and secretly killed many disciples of the Duanyang Sect. Although this group of people has been caught, they are all dead soldiers, and they can't be questioned about anything. ”

Zhuge Chen asked, "What is the name of the hostile sect?"

"Huanghuang Sect is on the same level as Duanyang Sect in terms of power, and no one is afraid of each other. If it really fights, the biggest benefit will have to be the Yunmeng royal family. But for those of us, it doesn't matter, it's good enough that it doesn't affect us. With that, the man walked forward with the dragon.

Zhuge Chen nodded thoughtfully, and then heard the voice of the man and his friend: "You don't know, I met a fool before. Everyone knows the news that he is willing to spend a pot of wine in exchange, it is really a brain disease!"

Smiling slightly, Zhuge Chen did not quarrel with the other party, but returned directly to the carriage and told the coachman all the news of his inquiry.

When the coachman heard this, the wrinkles that were clearly visible after frowning were even deeper, and they looked like ravines and hills. After thinking for a long time, he spoke: "If this is the case, son, let's leave right now! If the two major sects really fight, it will be us who will suffer." Besides, although the road is difficult to walk after the rain, it is better to grind than to be left here. ”

Zhuge Chen didn't answer, but asked, "Since the Duanyang Sect and the Huanghuang Sect are both the sect masters of the top five sects in Yunmeng, what realm are they, do you know?"

"I'm a driver, where would I care about such a thing, but I listen to others, what should it be. The coachman knocked on his head and kept recalling, and finally said it.

Zhuge Chen narrowed his eyes, and when he turned into the curtain, he said, "Since this is the case, then let's go into the city." Have a good meal and take a comfortable hot bath. After all these days of hard work, I have to enjoy it. ”

The rich merchant buried his head in the air, not letting Zhuge Chen look at his face. But as you can imagine, there must be despair in his heart. It's just that Zhuge Chen just sat beside him, without words, and without the same relief as before. He knew in his heart that he was by no means the savior of mortals, and it was only for the sake of Jade's face that he could come forward to help. Although he was wearing a Taoist robe, he also knew the Taoist priest's pure heart and few desires. Slaying demons and eliminating demons is his mission to carry the peachwood sword. And if he is chivalrous, then he will become a chivalrous ranger on the rivers and lakes. The two are by no means the same kind of person, and he doesn't bother to do the latter. Not to mention the tiredness and sadness, the most important thing is that the gains outweigh the losses.

And since the sect masters of those two sects are only the true path, they don't have any worries about their lives when they step into it. Even if they couldn't think of pointing the finger at him, he wouldn't mind slashing those two with a mirror. The most important thing is to do whatever you want. The elders he met had all said that he was at ease, and this time, it was his turn to be truly free of distractions.

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When it was nightfall, it was finally Zhuge Chen's turn and they walked to the front of the long dragon.

And the heavy rain was still falling, Zhuge Chen couldn't help but whispered: "There's still no end." ”

This sentence alone attracted the attention of the guards guarding the city. They stepped forward one after another, and ordered the people in the carriage to get out of the carriage and be investigated. Although he was reluctant in his heart, Zhuge Chen didn't want Duanyang Sect to pay attention to him so early. But when he walked out, he saw a man in heavy armor who looked like the leader of the place approaching step by step, and said in a cold voice: "What nonsense, if you want to enter the city, you better listen to us." ”

Zhuge Chen suddenly smiled and asked, "There's no need to be so nervous, right? It's true that this city is called Duanyang City, but you really don't think it's from Duanyang Sect, right?"

Since wearing a Taoist robe and suppressing the realm to good luck, Zhuge Chen's ability to arch fire has become more and more perfect. In a word, it has become a sin for the head snake here.

The heavily armored guards frowned, and with a wave of their hands, they saw that all the guards around them had surrounded them, and the water wrapped in the carriage could not be cleared. The heavily armored guards asked, "Listen to what you mean, do you want to break through?" Could it be that you are also a person sent by the Huanghuang Sect to disturb the city?"

"If you want to add sin, there is no excuse. Zhuge Chen spread his hands and said, "If you want to find a random reason to shoot at me, I advise you not to waste your time." How do you want to do it, Dao Ye and I will accompany you. But I still have to say, the reason is so bad, do you have any brains? Have you seen the people from the hostile sect attract your attention as soon as they come up, and then make a move?"

This question made the heavily armored guards stunned. It's just that in front of his subordinates, he can't retreat, so he has to continue to say strongly: "Everyone listen to the order, put their shields and spears, and prepare to attack!"

The peachwood sword cut a perfect arc in the air and landed in Zhuge Chen's hand, he pretended to chant a trumpet, and then protected the rich merchant and the coachman behind him.

And at this moment, on the city wall, there was an old man with white eyebrows who had a long beard and mopped the floor, and suddenly opened his eyes. He stood up tremblingly, ready to leave the futon under his seat, and walked to the window to see what was going on.

And beside him, the woman who thought she was sweet hurriedly stopped: "Grandpa, what are you doing here? Didn't you already promise me to rest and recuperate here, why are you active again?"

The white-eyed old man smiled kindly and said, "Xiaoyue, I'm just going to take a look, I won't make a move, and I won't do anything else." ”

The woman also knew that she couldn't persuade the white-eyed old man by herself, so she had to sit on the bed again angrily.

The white-eyed old man came to the window, looked down, and happened to see Zhuge Chen, who was smiling with his eyebrows and eyes, ready to break the armor with a sword. His fingers lightly tapped on the stone brick in front of him, and he said to himself: "This sub-artifact is too sufficient, why is it only in the realm of good luck? Either it suppresses the realm, or it is the body with great luck." Let him go into the city first, and let me observe him for a while. ”

Then he said to the heavily armored guards in his heart: "Quickly retreat and let the Taoist priest in." ”

The heavily armored guards who heard the voice didn't dare to resist at all, but just glanced at Zhuge Chen deeply, put down his hand and said, "All retreat, let the three of them enter the city." ”

Beside him, a guard asked, "Boss, why did you stop, isn't this your style?"

The heavily armored guard, who had no way to vent his anger in his heart, slapped the man in the face, shouted to get out, and then made way for the carriage.

Before entering Duanyang City, Zhuge Chen raised his head, looked at the white-eyed old man, and smiled deeply.