Journey to the West: The Rise of Martial Arts

Chapter 100
Ren Qinglian stayed in Xingxiu Sea for half a day, and then relying on the wind to control the wind, she traveled swiftly all the way, and in less than three days, she had already arrived at the foot of Heifeng Mountain.

After taking a trip to the Guanyin Temple, he confirmed that Xuanzang's master and apprentice had not yet arrived, so he planned to rest temporarily at the Changqing Restaurant in a nearby town.

At noon, the restaurant was full of guests, bustling with noise, and the voices of drinking and ordering food were heard endlessly; several clerks shuttled back and forth non-stop, sweating profusely.

Seeing the fat shopkeeper Ren Qinglian in gorgeous clothes, huddled in the counter and doing abacus, with a smirk on her oily face, she went up to greet her.

Ren Qinglian asked for an upper room, chose a secluded box upstairs, and ordered a table of local delicacies, which made the shopkeeper grin from ear to ear.

Although this place is located at the junction of Habi Kingdom and Uzang, and there are many visitors, but it is rare to see such a big spender like Ren Qinglian.

During the period, Ren Qinglian specially asked the shopkeeper about some local anecdotes and strange things, which confirmed the plots of the stories she knew one by one.

When it comes to Guanyin Temple, the fat shopkeeper said it was a joy.

No way, the old monk in the monastery is a monster who has lived for more than 200 years, and the people nearby don't call him a "living Bodhisattva"!
The incense of Guanyin Temple is naturally very strong, Ren Qinglian is not surprised, the world envies longevity, with the old monk Zhuyu in front, this Guanyin Temple is naturally a resounding sign.

But regarding Heifeng Mountain, Fat Treasurer said that he had some lingering fears.

"Master, you want to go to Heifeng Mountain? You can't go there, you can't go..."

It seems that seeing Ren Qinglian brought him a lot of benefits, the fat shopkeeper also became enthusiastic.

"Oh, why can't you go, have you never been in the mountains before?"

Ren Qinglian was a little curious.

"I don't know, my lord. If we have to go to the mountain, we usually go to the mage of Guanyin Temple to pay a lot of money for safety."

The fat shopkeeper seemed to feel some pain in his heart as he spoke.

This Guanyin Temple will make money!Ren Qinglian sneered secretly, and asked: "Look at what the shopkeeper means, the price of this Ping An Fu is not cheap, is it true that no one would take the risk and enter the mountain without asking for Ping An Fu?"

"Of course there is, but..."

The fat shopkeeper's face turned pale.

"But how?"

"Before, there were passers-by who claimed to be highly skilled in martial arts and refused to listen to people's persuasion to enter this mountain. However, many of those people failed to come out alive again. Occasionally, those who survived became crazy. Someone in the town went in and saw that those who ventured into the mountain All the heroes in the mountains have turned into bones!"

"Are those crazy people still alive?"

Ren Qinglian looked interested.

The fat shopkeeper is not surprising, these rich children have some unimaginable hobbies, perhaps the young man in brocade clothes in front of him just loves to hunt for novelties, nodded and said: "There is a family at the end of the east alley of the town, and the head of the house was originally a local Poppi, a few years ago, made a bet with a few passers-by, ventured into the mountains, came out again, and became a foolish look..."

Before she finished speaking, Ren Qinglian had already stood up, "Go, take me to have a look."

"Uh, son, the food you ordered..."

The shopkeeper hesitated to speak.

"It's okay, add another roast duck and smoked chicken, let's go and have a look, and we will be back soon."

As he spoke, he placed a golden ingot on the table.

The shopkeeper's eyes lit up, he took the gold ingot and weighed it, and led the way with a smile on his face: "Young master, please!"

"The shopkeeper is polite." Ren Qinglian said, following closely.

After a while, the two had arrived at a dilapidated fenced courtyard.

The hostess greeted her, and said from a distance: "Boss Zhu, you have no conscience, why do you have time to come to my old lady's place today..."

"Ahem..." The fat shopkeeper blushed slightly, coughing dryly to remind the woman that there was someone else beside her.

Ren Qinglian was amused in her heart, and ignored the private affair between the two, and told the woman about her future intentions.

The expected romance and happiness are gone, and the woman naturally has a bad face. Hearing Ren Qinglian's strange intentions, she even wants to swear, are you here to amuse my mother?

When Ren Qinglian saw it, she hurriedly handed over another ingot of silver.

The fat boss twitched his cheeks, secretly thinking that this old woman is lucky today, and he is even more concerned about Ren Qinglian.

The woman's complexion had changed from gloomy to sunny, and she said with a smile on her face, "Hey, you are so handsome..."

As he spoke, he cast his gaze and approached Ren Qinglian.

The strong smell of rouge and gouache came to the nostrils, Ren Qinglian avoided the woman's intimacy without any trace, and said with a smile: "Ma'am, I came this time to see if I can cure your husband's illness!"

The woman's complexion was slightly ugly, but for the sake of money, she didn't tear herself up on the spot, and said calmly: "It's in the second room on the right."

As soon as she finished speaking, Ren Qinglian had strode towards the thatched cottage.

The woman snorted coldly.

The fat shopkeeper snorted softly: "Xiu Niang, don't offend this young master."

"Is my old lady very old? He...he... actually called me aunt..." The woman's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot.

The fat shopkeeper took a sneak peek, shook his head, and chased after Ren Qinglian, thinking to himself, this stinky woman thinks she is pretty, but in the eyes of this son, she can't even stand on the stage...

In the room, Ren Qinglian saw that crazy rogue, after some inspection, she already knew that the soul was eaten by a monster.

"The black bear monster has some skills, so he probably won't use this kind of indiscriminate sorcery. The only ones left are the gray wolf and the white flower snake. I don't know which one will succeed!" Thinking to himself, the fat shopkeeper had already left. came in.

"How about it, can he still be rescued!" Even so, the fat shopkeeper didn't think that this rich boy had the ability to treat rogues.

Ren Qinglian shook her head: "He suffers from a mental illness, and if he wants to be rescued, someone must cast a spell on him to summon his soul..."

"My lord saw the key at a glance, really clever, clever!" The shopkeeper flattered him.

The corner of Ren Qinglian's mouth curled up, and she murmured, "Come and try again tonight."

He spoke so lightly that the fat shopkeeper didn't hear clearly, and was about to ask, when Ren Qinglian turned and left.

Back at the restaurant, Ren Qinglian emptied a table full of delicacies while the staff were dumbfounded, and began to meditate in her room.

Wu Zhiqi left behind a lot of magic tools and treasures. Although Ren Qinglian did not practice Taoism, when she was practicing phantom body, she dabbled in many sorcery in the Nether Scriptures. "Skill", with the help of a magic weapon left by Wu Zhiqi, it may be able to use it reluctantly.

(End of this chapter)