Invincible from the beginning of the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 47
Zhang Ming and his party found a place to camp five miles outside the city.

After setting up camp, there was still more than an hour before dark, Zhang Ming wanted to take a walk by the nearby small river, and then go fishing.

Zhang Ming fixed the bait and started fishing, but he was idle anyway.

After fishing for a while, six people came over. They seemed to be tired from walking and wanted to find a place to rest.

Six people, an old man in his forties or fifties, a little girl in his teens, and four young adults.

"Yellow Turban?"

Zhang Ming saw that the four people following behind were all wearing yellow scarves on their heads.

The six of them happened to sit not far from Zhang Ming.

"Young man, in such troubled times, you actually want to fish here?"

After the old man sat down, he was only a few meters away from Zhang Ming, so he said.

Zhang Ming looked back at them and said, "Indeed, in such troubled times, it's good for people to survive. I'm on my way, camping nearby, and come here to fish."

"Young people should have ambitions and worry about the world, instead of playing with things and losing their ambitions."

Zhang Ming felt that he had met an old professor of later generations, and he was quite nagging.

"The old man is worrying too much. It's good to have some fun while traveling."

The old man shook his head and said, "It's better not to play, it's easy to lose one's mind."

Zhang Ming stuck the fishing rod on the ground, turned to face them, and said, "Old man, what do you think of my face? Am I obsessed with the public, or can I do something good?"

When the little girl heard this, she immediately said, "My daddy has the best face."

The opposite party didn't pay attention at first, but when he looked at Zhang Ming's face, his eyes froze suddenly.

"You, you, who are you?" The old man was startled suddenly, and pointed at Zhang Ming.

Zhang Ming looked strange, shook his head helplessly and said, "Old man, what's wrong with you, I'm just a passerby." '

"Passerby?" The old man said to himself.

Suddenly, the old gentleman looked at Zhang Ming's face intently, and after looking at it for a while, he said: "There are people with such a face in the world. Today, my father and I are lucky to meet each other. It is really true."

Zhang Ming was surprised again, who is the father and son of you, who wants to take advantage of me.

Zhang Ming suddenly felt that the old man had some neurological problems, and was about to leave when the other party said: "This world is going to be in chaos, and everyone in the world will fall into this whirlpool, and you are one of the people who can change the situation."

Zhang Ming turned around again and looked at him in surprise.

I don't know if this is ignorance or what.

"The old man is the way of peace, I wonder if the little brother has heard of it?"

"I've heard that Taiping Dao is popular in the world now, and how many people don't know."

The old man nodded, and then said: "Xia Zhangjiao is the great virtuous teacher of Taiping Dao. Little brother, would you like to go with me, and I will pass on all the important techniques of Taiping to you."

Zhang Ming was shocked, this is actually Zhang Jiao.

Zhang Jiao had just returned from preaching outside, and he also checked the preparations of all parties.

I didn't expect to meet Zhang Ming here.

Zhang Jiao really knows how to read faces. At the first glance, Zhang Jiao suddenly felt that this person was just like himself, a person who messed up the world.

If you take a closer look, it is different from your own, and you will definitely be someone who can change the situation in the world in the future.

"It turned out to be a great virtuous teacher, I'm sorry."

Zhang Ming stood up, cupped his fists, and saluted Zhang Jiao.

Originally, Zhang Ming even thought that killing Zhang Jiao would definitely reveal a lot of good things. After all, he was the famous big boss of the Three Kingdoms.

But think about it, forget it in the end, without him, I can't become a prince.

With Zhang Jiao, there will be troubled times later, and I can ride the wind to rise.

"Little brother, are you willing to go back with me and be my personal disciple?"

Zhang Ming shook his head, he didn't want to.

"You man, why are you so ignorant of good and bad? Who is my father? I don't know how many people would dare to think about being my father's disciple." Zhang Ning stood up, put his hands on his hips, and said angrily.

Zhang Ming took a closer look at Zhang Ning. This little girl is very beautiful. Maybe she has practiced martial arts, so she is very fit.

"Great virtuous teacher, I love you so much, I'm really not suitable for Taiping Dao."

Zhang Jiao stood up, took two steps forward, and said, "If you're not in a hurry, little brother, why don't you tell me about the humble house."

Zhang Jiao actually invited Zhang Ming.

Zhang Ming hesitated immediately, he really didn't want to join the Yellow Turban, but it was fine to be able to get close to Zhang Jiao.
Zhang Ming hadn't thought it through yet, when suddenly Zhang Jiao sprinkled a handful of powder over.

"On the way"

Zhang Ming's head was dizzy, and he passed out.

"Bring him back."

Zhang Jiao knocked Zhang Ming down and asked his four followers to carry Zhang Ming away.

At night, at some unknown time, Zhang Ming woke up.

He was in a room and he woke up feeling weak.

"Could this character be an old hooligan who wandered around the world." Zhang Ming cursed.

Zhang Ming had no choice but to get up and move around, when there was a voice from outside.

"Saint."

"Saint."

Someone is guarding outside.

Footsteps approached from outside, then the door was pushed open, Zhang Ning walked in, and stopped after two steps into the door.

"Wake up, my father wants to see you, come with me."

Zhang Ming had no choice but to follow Zhang Ning.

After going out the door, the mountain wind blows, Zhang Ming saw that this is a mountain depression with many guards inside, this mountain depression should be a closed area, and now it is Zhang Jiao's lair.

Zhang Ning led the way, and Zhang Ming looked around. There were many guards here, and there should be more entrances and exits.

After walking for a while, Zhang Ning brought Zhang Ming into a room with lights on.

Zhang Ming went in and saw Zhang Jiao sitting there, not only Zhang Jiao, but also two other people.

"Daddy, uncle, someone brought it."

Zhang Jiao nodded, and then said: "Ning'er, you go out first, don't let anyone approach you."

After Zhang Ning left, Zhang Jiao smiled and said to Zhang Ming: "Little brother, I really have no choice but to invite you in this way."

Now that he came, Zhang Ming had no choice but to sit down.

"The three Taoist priests are just nobody in Xiadongling Lihuo."

Zhang Jiao had been staring at Zhang Ming, and it took a long time before he said: "It's reasonable to invite you here. I see that your face has many similarities with mine, but your face shape is better."

Zhang Ming didn't know how to look at it, but he knew that Zhang Jiao would not live long.

"Could these two be Zhang Liang and Zhang Bao?"

Zhang Jiao nodded.

Zhang Jiao said again: "Be my direct disciple, you must be a big shot in the future."

"You can only do half of the thing. You can push the big man into the abyss, but you can't win the world." Zhang Ming suddenly said amazing words.

The three of them were shocked. Their plan to rebel had always been kept secret. Zhang Jiao only let his disciples know that everything was planned in secret.

"Little brother, no matter what, I won't let you go. Of course, I won't kill you. Instead, I will teach you how to do it."

(End of this chapter)