Chapter 542: Matters by the Spring
After getting off the city wall, Zhuge Chen was separated from the barefoot monk. After all, staying with an ascetic is a constraint everywhere, and the barefoot monks have all been deified as living Buddhas in this imperial capital, even if it is to hide people's eyes and ears, so that Zhuge Chen can find out what is happening to Chitose now, it is impossible for the two to continue to walk. However, before parting ways, the barefoot monk still took the trouble to explain a lot of things to Zhuge Chen, and when he finally saw the murderous aura between the white-clothed eyebrows, the Buddha head of the ascetic monk of the Dream Country was not very interesting to leave.
According to Zhuge Chen's rules, every time you go to a place, you have to go to the local tavern to have a drink. It's a great way to get a taste of the local area and decide how long you'll want to stay there. After all, if the taste of the wine is not enough, there is nothing to be nostalgic about, and the next time you pass by here, you don't raise your eyelids, and you will fly directly with your sword.
In the tavern, Zhuge Chen asked the shopkeeper for two pots of wine and a plate of beef in sauce, and began to feast. Even if someone passed by and bumped into his arm, it didn't make him lift his head. After eating, Zhuge Chen took out a grain of broken silver and threw it in the arms of the shopkeeper, and then said that there was no need to look for it, and walked away. When the shopkeeper picked up the broken silver and weighed it, he found that it was not enough to pay for the wine, and then rushed out of the door, and the white clothes had already disappeared. The shopkeeper secretly scolded Zhuge Chen for having no money and learning to pretend to be arrogant, which was really unlucky, and then re-entered the restaurant and went to work.
In fact, the shopkeeper really blamed Zhuge Chen, after all, he was not a Mengguo person, so he naturally didn't know how much this wine was. There is no need to find that sentence, it is just a matter of habit. Speaking of these silver coins, Qing Yue handed them over to him. When the feather platform was separated, the woman who had already left ran back in small steps, put the broken silver in Zhuge Chen's palm, and said softly to be careful, then ran away with a blushing face. Zhuge Chen only thought that Qingyue was physically exhausted, chuckled, and threw the flying sword towards the Qingshan Dao people.
Looking at the few grains of silver he had left, Zhuge Chen sighed. If he really did this, he would be too bad for a sword immortal. How can you say that you are now a pseudo-bamboo basket realm cultivator who has salvaged a wonderful technique, even if you can't be considered sideways in the world, but even in the face of the true way, you can protect yourself, is it possible that you will be upset for the mundane thing of silver?
At that moment, Zhuge Chen had already made up his mind, since he couldn't live in the hotel without silver, he would hurry to Chitose's mansion. By the way, I was looking to see what tricks the young emperor had played. It was only two or three steps before he became worried, after all, Zhuge Chen still didn't know where Chitose lived. If you ask on the street, it is likely to arouse the alarm of others. He doesn't care, even if all the soldiers of the Dream Kingdom are gathered outside the imperial capital, Zhuge Chen is also confident that one person and one sword can kill more than one bloody path. But in case the young emperor decides to break the net, and he wants to let Chitose bury him when he dies, then the remorseful young man in the small city has to find him again?
Some helpless Zhuge Chen thought about it and could only give up this idea for the time being. Walking around the street and looking up, I saw a magnificent palace complex not far away. If it were the usual, Zhuge Chen would rise into the air and stand on a high place to enjoy the scenery. He did this a lot when he was in heaven. The dynasty of the Brahma realm naturally knew about this god king, not only did it not stop it, but even the king and emperor would personally go out of the palace to invite him. If you can talk to Zhuge Chen very happily, even if it is just a familiar face, you can also make the foreign enemies who are eyeing you weigh it. After all, it was the white-clothed god king who would rule the entire Brahma realm in the future, who would dare to provoke it?
Only this time he didn't have such a good treatment, so he walked over and was stopped by the guards. One of them looked at him arrogantly, and said coldly: "You flurry boy, hurry up, otherwise the uncle will be in a bad mood and will arrest you and send you to the dungeon, and you will cry and beg for mercy when you are beaten with a leather whip dipped in cold water." ”
Zhuge Chen didn't say much, turned around and left, and then came to the distance, and passed directly in front of the guard with a white horse, and a sword qi smashed on the opponent's calf armor. And the strength is just right, so that the guards will not end up disabled, but it is impossible to be safe and sound. Hurt the muscles and bones for a hundred days, at least during this time, the position of the imperial city guard, which is full of oil and water, the other party can't do it.
And when the guards screamed and cursed, Zhuge Chen swaggered into the imperial city. He first enveloped himself with sword qi and wiped out all the aura he carried, so as to prevent the hidden dragon and crouching tiger in the imperial city from discovering his whereabouts. Then he walked into the small world formed by the transformation of bamboo chopsticks and jade bowls, and walked leisurely on the bluestone road. Now that he has entered the imperial city, Zhuge Chen's mind moved, and he thought about whether he could find Chitose here. As his sleeves fluttered, the gap flying sword swept out of it. It was once tainted with the breath of Chitose, and as long as you let the flying sword explore the way, you will know where Chitose is now.
Yawned slightly, and Zhuge Chen, who felt a little tired, thought that he could find a place to rest. By mistake, he is not as good as a big hall. There were no guards at the door, but a few maids chattering. Looking inside, it was a clear spring gushing out, and it was steaming hot. Hooking the corners of his mouth, Zhuge Chen walked into the screen, took off the white clothes and folded them into mustard seeds. buried himself under the hot spring water, and with a groan, Zhuge Chen, who had half-squinted his eyes, slowly fell asleep. Baidu
Since coming to the Dream Country, he was taken by the dead saint to observe the Tao, and Zhuge Chen has not been idle these days. When he fell asleep this time, he naturally unloaded his body from exhaustion, so it was difficult to maintain the small world of the transformation world, and his whole person appeared in the hot spring so suddenly. Fortunately, the cultivator who entered the hall on the cultivation road had his own sword qi to protect his body, and the poison did not invade, not to mention the hot spring water, so he was not awakened, but just fell asleep.
When he opened his eyes, he woke up from a big dream, stretched his waist, and got up from the water. At this time, the flying sword also happened to return, bringing back the news of Chitose. In the center of the Imperial Capital, there is a mansion surrounded by bamboo forests, and Chitose lives here. It's just that Chitose's current situation doesn't seem to be good, not only are there countless soldiers holding swords and sharp weapons outside the bamboo forest, but the person at the head is Jiang Wang, the general who has seen Zhuge Chen. Holding his forehead slightly, Zhuge Chen said helplessly: "I didn't expect that Qiantose, your popularity is so poor, how can you say that you are also a powerful minister who has been in charge of the Dream Country for decades, so you don't know how to leave a way back for yourself?"
In his opinion, as a powerful minister, it should be normal to die at the end of his life. You only need to support the army and respect yourself, even if you change the dynasty, no matter who sits on that dragon chair, you will be afraid of three points. Of course, this may also be because he originally had the idea of being a sword cultivator and going straight to the point, after all, he didn't have the opportunity to sit in this position in person, and what he thought and said was biased.
Looking to the side again, Zhuge Chen frowned and said to himself, "Why is there still something about you here?"
It turned out that in the heavily guarded camp, the person who was lying on the desk was Zuo Yichun. At this moment, the gray-eyed scholar seemed to be holding the layout of the Chitose Mansion in his hands, and he was arranging his troops. It is conceivable that if Zhuge Chen had not come here in person, what would have happened to Chitose.
"I knew that I would have left the realm of the Qingshan Dao people, and let him follow. In today's imperial capital, there is such chaos, presumably there is no more fire. Zhuge Chen spoke, jumping out of the hot spring water. After washing away his tiredness, he only felt refreshed at the moment, and the water droplets dripped spontaneously, and just as he was putting on his white clothes, he heard an exclamation from next door.
In line with the idea of watching the excitement, Zhuge Chen grabbed the wine jug that he had just taken out of the mustard seeds, leaned against the wall of the golden hall, and watched with interest what was happening over there. At first, he didn't see it clearly, but he saw three men in black standing by the clear spring pool, holding long knives in their hands, as if they were asking for something. When the mist slowly dissipated, when he found that there was a woman in the hot spring, facing several assassins, he coughed lightly and said, "Isn't it too much for a few people to deal with a weak woman like this?"
The three black-clothed assassins turned their heads, and several of them exchanged glances, and the assassin at the head said, "It's none of your business here, leave quickly, otherwise I will kill you with me!"
Zhuge Chen raised his hands above his head, and after saying hello three times in a row, he raised his head and smiled contemptuously: "Do you still have to make sure that you forget everything at this moment, cover your eyes with your hands, and leave without looking back? Then, when you were about to go out, you were attacked by one of you and turned into a corpse that could no longer speak? I haven't done this bit of your way, but I can't be familiar with it." ”
He scratched his head and said, "To be honest, I don't really want to get involved in the between you, but who called me a nosy person, who just likes to see unevenness on the road and draw a knife to help? Girl in the hot spring, are you right? Don't hide, I've seen you a long time ago...... No, I saw what I should see, and I didn't see what I shouldn't. ”
In the spring water was Concubine Xian, and at the moment her face was flushed, and she wanted to bury her whole body in the water. Or simply be assassinated by the assassins, and save yourself the molestion of the white-clothed disciple again.