I'm looking for longevity in Liaozhai

Chapter 95
On this day, if someone came to Wang Zhe with a pheasant in his mouth.

"Want to eat beggar's chicken again? Didn't I tell you that I should eat less meat in the future and eat more grains and wild fruits from the mountains."

Woof, woof.

"Should dogs eat meat?"

Laifu called again.

"I also learned to talk back."

Wang Zhe shook his hands and a rope flew out, like a flying rainbow, landed on Laifu's body, and immediately entangled him.Laifu fell to the ground with a thud, unable to move, and could only wail in a low voice.

"Just know how to eat, let's think about how to break this "Feihong Lock" first?"

"With such a large appetite, it seems that we have to go down the mountain."

Laifu's body is getting bigger and bigger, and his food intake is astonishingly large. For the time being, he can't live by eating wind and drinking dew like some mountain spirits. The food in the mountains is almost enough.

Not long after Wang Zhe went down the mountain, he saw two guards galloping past on horseback, and they were in a hurry. It seemed that something urgent had happened.

After traveling a few miles, he met a group of beggars on the road.

After asking, I found out that they are all people from the vicinity of Pengze. Some time ago, there was heavy rain in Pengze, and floods broke out, flooding the sky, earth and houses, leaving them homeless.

This day he did not go to Lizhou County, which is relatively close, but to Kuaiji Mansion.

In addition to preparing to buy some things, he was going to inquire about some news along the way.

The tribute was robbed, the prefect and the county magistrate were killed, and monsters appeared in Guobei County, all of which were major events, and the court should not let them go.

Feng Zhenglong from "Tianfeng Pavilion" brought him some trouble last time,
Both the "Lost Soul Bell" and the "Flying Rainbow Lock" made him see the uniqueness and horror of these magic weapons, and he might fall into the trap if he is not careful.

He is also thinking about his next journey in the mountains these days.

Since it is the highest rank, then first find a way to break the barrier between immortals and mortals.

Many magic tools have little effect on immortals.

At that stage of practice, he can better communicate with the world, borrow the power between the heaven and the earth, and be more confident in dealing with the arm-armed ape.

He stopped and stopped along the way, and met many fleeing people.

When he arrived at Kuaiji Mansion and entered the city, he found that there were more beggars here.

He first went to a restaurant in the city.

If you want to know what major events have happened in this city recently, the best place is to go to a tea house or a restaurant, and nine out of ten people there will talk about these things.

A few dishes, a jug of wine, quietly listening to the chatter of the people in the restaurant.

"What happened to this city recently, there are so many beggars?"

"I heard it came from Peng Ze. Peng Ze flooded many places."

"Is there still flooding at this time of year?"

"I heard that there was a monster in Pengze Lake excitedly making waves, which caused the flood. The imperial court even used Peng Ze's water army to fight against the monster, which also attracted sky fire."

"Tianhuo, what kind of monster is it, so powerful?"

"I do not know then."

Peng Ze, a monster?
Wang Zhe looked out the window and saw the beggars on the street, with ragged clothes, yellow and emaciated faces.

"Is the monster harming people again?"

Seeing that it was noon, three more people entered the restaurant. It was seen that the walking posture of the three people was different from ordinary people, and they had kung fu.

"Masters, all the private rooms upstairs are reserved for you!" Seeing these people coming, the waiter hurried forward to greet them and led them upstairs.

After a while, the dishes were brought up, obviously those people were of unusual status.Wang Zhe listened intently.

"That guy is really not a thing, he brought the man, but he said that the guards at our gate were not good enough to cause the criminal to escape!"

"The first level of government officials crushes people to death, not to mention that we have no way to go back, even if we go back to the capital, the adults above will only believe him or not us."

"I've already found someone to take care of it. No matter how much money it costs, it's important to save my life first!"

"Come on, have a drink."

"Why did the Prince of Linyuan send someone here, and why did he pay attention to this matter?"

"You don't know about this. Guo Dingfang was able to sit on the position of the prefect of Kuaiji thanks to the suggestion of Linyuan County King. It is said that they knew each other in their ancestors."

"The Prince of Linyuan County is a close minister of His Majesty, can we?"

"Don't think about it, those people have already left and let alone, why should he help us? By the way, another Taoist priest died in the prison last night."

"If you die, you will die. Anyway, you will be killed sooner or later."

Wang Zhe could hear the conversation between these people clearly, they were the remaining inner guards of the Baiqi Division.

Prison, priest?Those Taoist priests from Songfeng Temple are still locked in prison
"Please do me a favor and give me something to eat."

"Go, go away."

A burst of scolding interrupted Wang Zhe's thoughts. It turned out that there was a seven or eight-year-old child begging at the door of the old building. .

"Are you hungry, come on, this is for you?"

Wang Zhena handed these steamed buns to the children.

"Thank you, good people have good rewards, and the Bodhisattva will bless you."

After the child took the bun, he hid it in his torn clothes, as if he was afraid of being robbed, then turned and ran away.

Wang Zhe thought for a while, ordered another basket of steamed buns, and followed behind.

Soon he followed the girl to a dilapidated house at the foot of the city, saw the child go in, came to a dying child, escaped and handed the steamed stuffed bun to his mouth.

"Xiao Zhan, eat something, it's a steamed stuffed bun." The child moved his lips and took a light bite.

A few beggars next to him asked, and the smell came over. The child held a bun in one hand and a butcher's knife in the other, staring at the people nearby, his body trembling slightly.

"Get out of the way!" A voice sounded, and several beggars turned their heads to look, only to see a young man walking with a basket of buns.

Those eyes were a bit cold, they didn't dare to look at each other, subconsciously lowered their heads, and then backed away.

"A group of adults and two children scrambling for something to eat!"

"Benefactor." Seeing Wang Zhe coming, the child hurriedly greeted him.

"This is your brother?"

"Yeah." The child nodded.

"He's sick." Wang Zhe saw that the qi on the child's head was weak, and there was still gray qi entangled in it.

Wang Zhe helped him up, calmed down a little, and then tapped the child a few times, pushing the blood along the meridians of the back.

After a while, the child's complexion became much better, and the ominous gray in the breath above his head also dissipated.

"Where are you from?"

"Pengze."

"Eat first, there is still a cage here."

The child ate the steamed stuffed bun with big mouthfuls, devouring it hungrily, obviously starving.

"Why beg?"

"Pengze flooded, and the fire fell, and the house was flooded. My parents took us to seek refuge with relatives, but we encountered robbers on the way, and my parents were killed." The child burst into tears as he spoke. down.

"Master Lin, how many are there, how about you take a look?"

Just saying this, four people came to the broken courtyard, and two of them still held sticks in their hands.

"Hey, who are you, get out of here!" One person glanced at Wang Zhe and said sharply.

Pa, he was slapped in response, the man flew out in a whirl, fell to the ground, and passed out immediately, and the remaining three were frightened.

"Forgive me, good man, we have eyes that don't see Mount Tai." The three turned around and were about to run away.

"Wait a minute, what are you doing here?" Wang Zhe said coldly, the three of them still wanted to run, plop plop, and suddenly fell to their knees on the ground at the same time.

The three men told the truth tremblingly.

They heard that there are beggars here, and they are going to pick their children. If they are girls, they can be sold to the mansion or a brothel when they grow up, and boys can be sold as coolies or trained as thugs.

"Did you do this kind of thing?" Wang Zhe's eyes became colder after hearing this.

"No, nothing?"

"How many people have you killed?" Wang Zhe pointed at the leader among them.

"No, no, this murder is against the law, how dare you do it." The man said hastily.

nonsense,

Wang Zhe slapped him flying out of the air on the spot, fell to one side of the courtyard wall, and directly stuck to it.

"You two."

"Hero, spare your life. We really didn't kill anyone. He killed people, and killed more than one person. Once again, I saw him throw a person into the river with my own eyes!"

One of them kowtowed while pointing at the person who had just been slapped by Wang Zhe.

"Ah, that's right." Another person echoed.

Well, Wang Zhe nodded, asked two more questions, and then slapped those two people away.

The two children on the side were very excited, and the beggars not far away were frightened.

"Eunong, can you teach me this? I want to beat bad guys too!" The child who hadn't recovered from his illness clenched his fists.

"I can't learn it in a while." Wang Zhe smiled.

"Please teach me." The child knelt down and was about to kowtow, but Wang Zhe gently waved his hand and dragged him up.

If you think about it carefully, this can be regarded as fate.

So he passed on a few formulas to these two children, which is the method of breathing and breathing recorded in the Taoist scriptures. Long-term practice can strengthen the body.

Afterwards, Wang Zhe left here, taking those four people away along the way.

Some deserve death, and some deserve punishment even if they don't deserve death!
About half an hour later, a shrill cry sounded from an alley.

"Killed, killed!"

"Jinlai Building" is also a famous place in Kuaiji Prefecture.

Wang Zhe stood in front of the magnificent building.

A thug has several lives on his back, so what about the shopkeeper behind him, how many evil deeds did he have to do?
So he came.

The shopkeeper of Jinlailou is a fat middle-aged man, he usually smiles and has a kind face, just like Maitreya Buddha.

On the top floor of the building, in a very luxurious room, a middle-aged man in a blue robe was talking to a fat man.

"Shopkeeper, the money has been delivered, 1 taels, received by Yu Duwei's wife."

"Just accept it, let me just say, there is no one in this world who doesn't love money.

Being an official for thousands of miles is only for money, so the prefect and the county magistrate who have been killed are not superficially noble, but what are the things they do secretly better than us?

Money can turn ghosts around, but if he doesn't push it, it's because he doesn't have enough money! "

"Yes, what the shopkeeper said is true."

(End of this chapter)