Chapter 42: Goodbye Old Friend
Zhang Xuanji looked at the familiar scenery along the way, and suddenly remembered something.
Three years ago, when I and the Li brothers were passing by, they bought a cup of tea at a roadside teahouse with the only money they had left.
The owners of the teahouse are old and young, grandfather and granddaughter.
At that time, the grandfather and grandson saw that the three of them were really pitiful in rags, so they kindly sent two more cups of tea.
Zhang Xuanji urged Ryoma to speed up, and finally saw the somewhat dilapidated teahouse from a distance.
Zhang Xuanji stopped in front of the teahouse, dismounted and walked into the teahouse.
The furnishings in the teahouse are still the same as before, and the position of several tables and chairs has not changed in the slightest.
Zhang Xuanji walked to the place where he had sat three years ago, and looked at the table and chair in a daze.
A young girl greeted her, and when she saw Zhang Xuanji standing there watching, she quickly picked up a rag and wiped the table and chair in a panic: "I'm sorry, it's windy and dusty today!"
Zhang Xuanji looked at the girl, and vaguely saw the appearance of the little girl three years ago.
"No need to wipe it!" he said, and sat down in the same place where he had been sitting.
Three years ago, I was in rags, and the three of them bought a cup of tea together, but they didn't dare to sit down, so the girl in front of me brought two cups of tea and invited the three of them to sit down.
The girl stood aside and rubbed her hands crampedly, not daring to look directly at Zhang Xuanji: "You...... What kind of tea are you going to drink?"
Zhang Xuanji thought for a while and said with a smile: "You have the cheapest tea here!"
The girl glanced at Zhang Xuanji in surprise, and when she saw the other party staring at her and laughing, she couldn't help blushing.
Although she had doubts in her heart, the girl went to prepare tea!
Soon it was delivered, along with a few sweet refreshments.
"This doesn't cost money!" The girl took the initiative to say without waiting for Zhang Xuanji to ask, as if she was afraid that Zhang Xuanji would misunderstand.
Zhang Xuanji smiled faintly: "The tea I want is not as valuable as this piece of sweet, why do you give it to me for free?"
"Because you are a disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect!"
The girl pinched her fingers nervously: "I want to ask you about someone!"
Zhang Xuanji's heart moved slightly, and he couldn't help but be a little surprised.
Could it be that this girl still remembers the three of them?
The girl continued: "That person's name is Qin Ming, he changed his name after worshipping the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, but I don't know what name he changed to!"
Zhang Xuanji's expression was abrupt, and he nodded and smiled: "After worshipping the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, the name will be added to the name according to which peak to worship, and because there are many disciples in the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, there are many people with the same name, if you want to find someone, you need to know which peak it is in, and know the disciple number!"
"I know all of what you said, but I don't know what peak he is on, let alone his disciple number!" the girl said with some loss.
Zhang Xuanji shook his head with a smile: "Then it's hard to find!"
The girl bit her lower lip lightly, and suddenly knelt on the ground with a thud: "Childe, please help me!"
Zhang Xuanji raised his hand to support it, and a soft force helped the girl up: "You don't have to be like this, get up and talk!"
The girl stood up as she was told, but there were still tears in her eyes.
"Why do you have to find him, and what do you have to do with him?" asked Zhang Xuanji.
The girl replied: "Don't hide it from my son, I am Qin Ming's fiancée!
Zhang Xuanji sighed in his heart when he heard this, speaking of his fiancée, he had it when the Zhang family had a big business, and there was more than one.
According to his father, he seems to have helped him set up more than a dozen fiancées.
Those women were all about their own age, and they were famous families or ladies of families in the Eastern Regions.
Mom and Dad are thoughtful, and even who is big and who is small between them is decided in advance.
The reason why my father found so many daughters-in-law for himself was because the Zhang family had a man of his own generation in his generation, saying that he wanted to spread out and give birth to a large number of sons.
When I was young, those young ladies of the family often came to live in the Zhang family, and they had some intersection with themselves.
Later, with the collapse of the Zhang family, he fled to the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, and the marriage contract was over.
Zhang Xuanji shook his head and retracted his thoughts, looked at the girl and asked, "Do you want to find Qin Ming and marry him?"
The girl shook her head slightly: "Qin Ming worshiped the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, it was like standing on the clouds, I knew that I was not worthy of him, so I just wanted to ask for a letter of dissolution, and in the future, I could find another husband, honor my grandfather with me, and serve my grandfather for the rest of my life!"
"I see!"
Zhang Xuanji nodded lightly: "I'm going to Lin'an on this trip, and I'll help you find it when I return to the sect!"
"Thank you, Childe!" the girl thanked again and again.
Zhang Xuanji smiled and waved his hand: "What's your name?
"My name is Ling'er!"
Ling'er said with a smile: "If Gongzi sees Qin Ming, as long as he mentions my name, he will know!"
"Ling'er, okay! I remember!" Zhang Xuanji said seriously.
"Thank you, Childe!" Ling'er thanked again.
"I'll go and prepare some food for Childe!" he said, turning around and going into the back kitchen.
Zhang Xuanji watched Ling'er leave, picked up the cup of tea on the table and took a sip.
The palate is full of bitterness, followed by a sour taste.
It was the tea I drank three years ago.
Zhang Xuanji drank all the tea, took out a hundred-yuan bill and pressed it under the teacup, walked out of the teahouse and rode away on a dragon horse.
Although the girl can't remember herself anymore, she has to repay the kindness of the cup of tea three years ago.
Although the Ten Thousand Swords Sect is large, it is not difficult to find that person if you really want to, it will just take some more time.
All the way through the starry night, the Longling Mountains are finally in sight.
The Longling Mountains are steep and steep.
The trend of the mountain range originated from Banzai Kinabalu, and it is one of the mountain ranges that spread in all directions.
The Longling Mountains are shaped like Wolong and stretch over the earth, stretching for tens of thousands of miles.
Zhang Xuanji went down the official road along the path and went straight to the Longling Mountains.
In a small town at the foot of the Longling Mountains, Zhang Xuanji ate something.
He bought a large amount of water and dry food, stored them all in the mysterious space, and rode the phoenix feather dragon horse into the mountain.
At the entrance of the Longling Mountain Range, many people gathered.
These people were all dazzled when they saw Zhang Xuanji, and they surrounded them one after another.
"This son is a disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect?"
"This son, are you going to go into the Longling Mountain Range to hunt spirit beasts? Let's all go together!
......
Zhang Xuanji walked straight over and ignored these people.
Zhang Xuanji is naturally not unkind, but he has a different purpose from these people, and he has a different path, and his speech is just a waste of tongue.
"This son is going to take a short approach, and he plans to cross the Longling Mountains?"
The middle-aged man walked up and asked Zhang Xuanji.
Zhang Xuanji nodded: "Same way?"
"Same way!" the middle-aged man's eyes lit up.
"There are already thirteen of us in our group, can we join us?"
Zhang Xuanji pondered for a while, and finally nodded slightly.
Although the Longling Mountain Range is not extremely dangerous, there are still some powerful spirit beasts, and occasionally people are killed in them.
A few more fellow travelers can indeed take care of a little more.