This martial artist just wants to be an official

Chapter 302 Lu Ziyu

Lu Yuanzhi looked at the high-spirited young man in front of him in a daze.

At this time, the young man was wearing a thin blue Taoist shirt, with a long black sword hanging from his waist. His extremely handsome face was like that of a girl in her twenties and eighties, with a peerless elegance.

The miserable look he had when he saw her in Hangzhou was totally different.

"Lu Fengpei! Long time no see."

The extremely handsome young man was currently suspended in mid-air, with a faint smile on his lips, looking at Lu Yuanzhi gently.

"The Taoist Saint's style remains the same."

Lu Yuanzhi looked up at the Holy Son in the sky, and cursed with a smile on his face:

"Hurry up and get down. You'll get tired after looking up at something for a long time."

"Haha, Pindao, come down right now."

The Holy Son turned slightly and slowly fell from the air. He didn't make a sound when his feet hit the ground. He looked extremely carefree.

As soon as he came down, the Holy Son had a look of blame on his face:

"Why didn't Lu Fengpei come to Wuqishan to find a poor man? If he told me, wouldn't others blame our Taoist sect for not knowing how to be a landlord?"

When Lu Yuanzhi heard the Holy Son's words, he raised his eyebrows slightly. He could see that the current Holy Son of Dao Sect had indeed recovered from the numbness of being imprisoned in Hangzhou. Otherwise, he would not have made such a joke to himself. You must know that in When he was in Hangzhou, Shengzi's temperament was relatively autistic.

"I'm on official business, how can I do anything I want to do?"

Lu Yuanzhi gave a bitter smile, stepped forward and took the Holy Son's hand, and said seriously:

"You and I, brothers, haven't seen each other for many days. It would be better to complain less and talk more about old times."

"this way please."

Lu Yuanzhi took the Holy Son to the living room, ordered his servants to get the best tea, and then took out the tea set found in the secret room of Prince Yu's Mansion in Hangzhou that day from his scripture space, and personally made tea for the Holy Son. .

"How can this mortal tea match Lu Yunpei's identity? Come and try this tea."

When the Holy Son saw Lu Yuanzhi trying to take the tea leaves from the cage, he smiled and said something to stop him. Then he put his hand on his waist and saw a wooden box appearing out of thin air in the Holy Son's hand.

As soon as the wooden box appeared, Lu Yuanzhi felt a faint fragrance lingering in his nose.

His eyes suddenly lit up, he stared at the tea leaves in the Holy Son's hand and asked:

"What is the name of this tea?"

The Holy Son looked at Lu Yuanzhi's interested face, a satisfied smile appeared on his lips, and then said quite confidently:

"This tea is our Taoist sect's famous tea. It comes from an unknown tree on Wuqi Mountain. This tree is the only one in the world. The annual output is very small. Even for the Taoist sage, the amount that a poor Taoist can get every year is also very small. few."

As he spoke, Shengzi skillfully placed the wooden box on the table. With a light touch of his fingers, the wooden box was opened. Then, Lu Yuanzhi saw something lying quietly in the box as light as catkins. green tea leaves.

The faint fragrance just now filled the entire room in an instant.

Smelling this smell, Lu Yuanzhi's eyes lit up a little more.

Although he is not a tea lover, he still enjoys tea occasionally, so he is still very happy to have tea of ​​such high quality.

However, he was not in a hurry and quietly watched the Holy Son operate.

Shengzi smiled and took out a small black spoon from his mustard space, dug out some tea leaves from the wooden box, and poured them into the tea set in front of Lu Yuan's table.

After some operations, Lu Yuanzhi and Shengzi both had a bowl of freshly brewed tea in front of them.

"Taste it?"

Seeing Lu Yuanzhi's expectant eyes, Shengzi asked with a gentle smile.

"I can't wait."

Lu Yuanzhi chuckled, then reached out and took the tea bowl into his hand, put it to his mouth and took a sip.

Immediately afterwards, a thick sweet smell flowed from his mouth to his stomach, and then a warm current rushed straight to his limbs and bones. For a moment, it seemed to be an illusion. Lu Yuanzhi only felt that his mind seemed to be warmer than usual. A little clearer.

“It’s really good tea!”

Lu Yuanzhi couldn't help but sigh.

Seeing Lu Yuanzhi's emotion, Shengzi showed a smile on his lips and said:

"This tea has been prepared by experts in our Taoist sect. It not only tastes good, but also makes people feel refreshed and refreshed."

As he spoke, he gently picked up the tea bowl, put it to his mouth, took a sip, closed his eyes, and quietly felt the taste of the tea.

After a long time, the Holy Son opened his eyes and smiled:

"When tasting tea, you should naturally taste it with the tip of your tongue. Although this tea is sweet, it is not bitter. The most unforgettable taste is its fragrance."

When Lu Yuanzhi heard the Holy Son using professional words for him, he couldn't think of any good words in his barren stomach, so he shook his head and smiled:

"I don't have any research on this tea. I just have a good cup of Ji Gong's tea in Beijing. I'll just have a bowl of it. Compared with Ji Gong's tea, it is indeed a little less bitter and more fragrant."

After hearing Lu Yuanzhi's words, the Holy Son's eyes lit up slightly:

"I didn't expect Master Ji to be a tea lover too."

Lu Yuanzhi smiled and nodded:

"Whenever you go to Beijing, I will introduce you to him and have a good talk about tea ceremony."

While Lu Yuanzhi and Sheng Zi were chatting, a rush of footsteps came from outside the door.

The ears of Lu Yuanzhi and Shengzi twitched slightly at the same time.

The Holy Son smiled and said:

"Looks like trouble is coming."

Lu Yuanzhi shook his head and smiled bitterly:

"The people below are looking for me at this time. I'm afraid it's just a matter of official business."

He could hear the footsteps of Zhang Shenxing.

As he spoke, he looked towards the door. At this time, Zhang Shenxing also arrived at the door and was about to knock on the door when he heard Lu Yuanzhi's faint voice:

"come in."

"Yes."

Hearing this, Zhang Shenxing opened the door. When he saw Shengzongzhang beside Lu Yuanzhi, his eyes were slightly startled, and then he realized that his Shangguan was not receiving guests.

"I'm guilty of disturbing your Excellency's guests."

Zhang Shenxing bowed honestly.

"It doesn't matter, there's nothing important here."

Lu Yuanzhi waved his hand, looked at Zhang Shenxing, and motioned for him to continue.

Zhang Shenxing looked solemn, cupped his fists and said:

"Boss, half a moment ago, there was someone in Jie Xia Town who wanted to commit misdeeds and kidnap a civilian girl. Fortunately, my subordinates were on patrol, but the strongman said that he was a disciple of the Taoist sect. My subordinates were unable to make a decision, so I came here to report it. "

After hearing Zhang Shenxing's words, the expressions of Lu Yuanzhi and Shengzi changed at the same time.

Lu Yuanzhi became weird.

But the Holy Son's expression froze slightly.

"Are you sure that person is from the Taoist sect?"

Lu Yuanzhi glanced at the face of the Holy Son, suppressed his weirdness, and looked at Zhang Shenxing seriously:

"Don't think it's because someone is pretending to do it, so it ruins the Taoist sect's reputation."

Zhang Shenxing nodded cautiously and said:

"This subordinate has never admitted his mistake. He is wearing a Taoist robe, and the skills he uses to fight with his subordinates are also Taoist methods. Although his rank is not high, his victory is due to his strangeness. It will be difficult for our subordinates to capture the enemy for a while."

"Did you read it wrong??"

The Holy Son suddenly stood up at this time and his face became extremely serious.

"This……"

Seeing the Holy Son who suddenly stood up, Zhang Shenxing was a little confused for a moment. He looked at the Holy Son up and down, and saw that he was also wearing a blue robe, and a hint of understanding flashed in his eyes.

"You lead the way, let's go take a look."

Lu Yuanzhi waved his hand calmly, signaling Zhang Shenxing to lead the way.

And just as he waved his hand, the wooden box filled with tea leaves that the Holy Son placed on the table was received by him, including the box and the lid, into his own scripture space.

The Holy Son's attention was all on Zhang Shenxing's face at this time, and he did not notice Lu Yuanzhi's small movements.

The three of them walked together. Zhang Shenxing took Lu Yuanzhi and Shengzi to the scene of the crime without stopping.

Fortunately, the road was not long, and the three of them were all well-educated, so they arrived at the place Zhang Shenxing mentioned in a short while.

After arriving at the place, Lu Yuanzhi also saw an acquaintance.

Why is she here? ?

Lu Yuanzhi's dark color was startled.

But among the crowd in front of him, he saw a middle-aged man in Taoist robes moving with ease under the siege of a group of Pei Yinlang and people from the Six Gates.

In front of the crowd, a beautiful young woman was looking at the middle-aged Taoist who was surrounded with hatred.

The young woman was dressed in white, with an emerald-green sword hanging from her waist.

Uh……

Although he only had a rough look, Lu Yuanzhi had more or less guessed something.

It can't be such a coincidence, right? ?

Is that young woman a civilian girl who was kidnapped by that Taoist? ?

Lu Yuanzhi looked at the young woman named Bai Qingying speechlessly. . .

"Boss!"

Seeing Lu Yuanzhi appear, a figure in the crowd respectfully came to Lu Yuanzhi's side.

It was Ge Shaoqing, one of the three most powerful men under his command.

"Zhang Fengpei has already told me the specific situation."

Lu Yuanzhi looked at the crowd seriously and interrupted Ge Shaoqing who was about to speak, with a very solemn expression on his face.

All the Peiyin Langs under his command have practiced the method of standing in formation.

Under the combined siege, even a high-grade fourth-grade martial artist would be unable to leave for a while.

But the middle-aged Taoist man in the crowd didn't show any panic on his face. He moved around in the crowd with ease, without even pulling out the sword on his back. He was just toying with them.

This person's strength is unfathomable!

This was what Lu Yuanzhi felt. He then turned to look at the Holy Son with a solemn expression and asked:

"Does the Holy Son know that Taoist?"

At this time, the face of the Holy Son was extremely complicated. Caution, shock and disbelief were all displayed on his face.

Lu Yuanzhi's words didn't pull him out of his thoughts for a moment.

"Son?"

Lu Yuanzhi reached out and patted the Holy Son gently.

"Ok?"

At this time, the Holy Son just woke up from a dream:

"what happened?"

Lu Yuanzhi asked again:

"Do you know the Taoist in the crowd?"

The Holy Son nodded complicatedly:

"I know... I just can't figure out why he appears here."

"Oh?"

After hearing this, Lu Yuanzhi raised his brows slightly, showing an interesting look:

"how?"

The Holy Son took a deep breath and solemnly said:

"The Taoist sect's genius from twenty years ago, Lu Ziyu."

"Who?"

After Lu Yuanzhi heard this, he looked slightly startled at first, and then his eyes suddenly widened as if he remembered something:

"Isn't he dead??"

Hearing Lu Yuanzhi's words, the Holy Son looked over in surprise:

"you know?"

Lu Yuanzhi nodded seriously, looked at the middle-aged Taoist in the crowd who was teasing Pei Yinlang, and said seriously:

"Before I went to Hangzhou, I had an interview with your Taoist elder, Taoist Hongyun. It was at that time that he asked me to investigate your disappearance. He also told me that Lu Ziyu had gone crazy in the Taoist sect and that there were no ashes... …”

"so……"

"But why is he here?"

Lu Yuanzhi frowned and thought to himself:

"Did he fake his death in the first place? But what was his purpose in pretending to die?"

Just when Lu Yuanzhi was thinking hard.

The Taoist in the crowd laughed and waved his hand, and a whisk appeared out of thin air in his hand:

"Little guy, I won't play with you anymore."

As he spoke, he waved the whisk lightly, and a majestic force spread to the surroundings.

Immediately afterwards, all those Pei Yinlang who besieged him fell to the back, but their lives were not in danger.

Seeing this, Lu Yuanzhi stepped forward and caught his fanatical fan...

He was quite impressed with this newcomer.

Li Jin thought he was going to fall to the ground, but his body suddenly softened and he was held in someone's arms. When he saw clearly who was coming, he became excited.

"Are you okay?"

Lu Yuanzhi asked calmly.

Li Jin broke away from Lu Yuanzhi's arms and knelt down on one knee with a face of shame:

"Please punish your subordinates for their poor performance!"

"It doesn't matter, he is not someone you can resist."

Lu Yuanzhi looked calmly at the middle-aged Taoist standing on the field with his hands behind his back.

Although it seems that the middle-aged Taoist's face has gone through some weathering, time has also applied to a man from an undefeated beauty.

The middle-aged Taoist only saw the vicissitudes of life in his eyebrows. A strand of white hair between his temples was blowing in the wind. When he looked at Lu Yuan, there was a smile in his eyes.

Seeing the smile on the middle-aged man's face, Lu Yuanzhi frowned and asked coldly:

"Are you waiting for me?"

The middle-aged man raised his brows, obviously a little surprised by Lu Yuanzhi's words. He smiled and said:

“How come you see?”

Lu Yuanzhi pointed to his subordinates and said coldly:

"With your strength, even if they gather together, there is no chance of winning. However, you did not hurt them, but you deliberately let one person go to report to me, and then you deal with them here. Apart from waiting for someone, I really can't figure it out. .”

After speaking, Lu Yuanzhi added:

"As for the Holy Son, I just met him not long ago. It is obviously impossible for you to know in advance that he will come to me."

After speaking, he looked at the middle-aged Taoist indifferently.

Therefore, besides waiting for himself, he really didn't know what other purpose he had.

"hehe."

When the Taoist heard Lu Yuanzhi's words, his eyes lit up slightly, and he looked at Lu Yuanzhi again, with deep appreciation in his eyes:

"clever."

Lu Yuanzhi waited for the man to finish speaking, then strolled up to the man, only three feet away from him, and then glanced at Bai Qingying next to him:

"As for the forced kidnapping of civilian girls...it seems like it was just a way to lure me out..."

As he spoke, Lu Yuanzhi looked at the middle-aged man with a murderous intent in his eyes:

"If you don't have any reason to persuade me, you may not be able to get out of here alive today."

As he spoke, a pitch black narrow knife appeared out of thin air in his hand.

As soon as the narrow knife appears, the sound of the knife can be heard.

Seeing the knife in Lu Yuanzhi's hand, a smile flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes:

"It's a good treasure."

When Lu Yuanzhi heard this, he snorted coldly, grabbed the handle of the knife and tried to bully him.

(End of this chapter)