Martial Arts From Bandits

  Chapter 277 Stay safe! (seeking subscription)

  The corners of Zhang Jing's mouth twitched slightly, holding a yellowed wine gourd in his hand, he began to head towards a certain direction.

go straight,

go straight,

   Zhang Jing followed that familiar feeling until she reached a small alley before stopping.

   This alley is dead, there is no road ahead.

   "Master, why don't you come out and tell me," Zhang Jing whispered.

  Even with a premonition that the comer was Monk Wangyou, Zhang Jing did not relax his vigilance.

  He has formed some habits in this regard.

Sudden,

   Zhang Jing seemed to sense something and turned around directly.

  "Benefactor Zhang, please stay safe," Monk Wangyou clasped his palms together and bowed to Zhang Jing with a smile on his face.

   "Master, please stay safe," Zhang Jing immediately bowed and threw the wine gourd in his hand.

   Zhang Jing still respects Monk Wangyou.

   After all, he saved his life. Zhang Jing still has this kind of gratitude.

   "Zhang Shizhu really deserves the title of being invincible in the Southwest. The poor monk is far away in Beiyan. He has heard of Zhang Shizhu's reputation as the eleventh in the dragon and tiger list."

   Monk Wangyou was very happy to see Zhang Jing entering the Central Plains like a dragon entering the sea.

   After all, he is the leader of Zhang Jing's entry into the Central Plains.

   "Master has won the award, it's really not worth mentioning," Zhang Jing said indifferently.

  He didn't think there was anything great about being eleventh in the Dragon and Tiger Ranking. As a time traveler, he didn't even get the first place, which was a shame for the time traveler.

   "Since Master came to Shangjing, why not go to Fuchu for a talk?" Zhang Jing invited.

   "What's the fun of going home, if Master Zhang doesn't mind going out of the city with me?"

   Monk Wangyou looked at Zhang Jing with a smile and said softly.

   "Master has an order, Jing, how dare you not obey," Zhang Jing laughed.

  If it is someone else, Zhang Jing still has some vigilance,

  However, Zhang Jing seems to trust Monk Wangyou who saved his life.

  Not to mention anything else, but in terms of strength alone, if Monk Wangyou is really going against him, he doesn't need to make such a big effort.

  The strength of the 18th in the land list, looking at the whole world, can also be called a master.

   It can be said that the golden elixir does not come out, who will compete with it?

   That is to say, only those masters who are also on the top of the ground list have this qualification.

  At least, if Zhang Jing asks himself, it is absolutely impossible to have that strength.

  In a fight, he would be able to sustain a dozen moves at most before losing.

  Therefore, there is no need to guard against Monk Wangyou.

  Of course, this does not mean that Zhang Jing will be defenseless, Zhang Jing is always wary of anyone.

   "Shan, ten miles north of Shangjing, the poor monk will go first," Monk Wangyou nodded, and then quickly disappeared into the crowd.

  Zhang Jing squinted his eyes, guessing the reason for Monk Wangyou's visit.

  Looking at his appearance, Zhang Jing can guess that it is very likely that he needs to ask him for help.

   Zhang Jing twisted his neck, as long as he was not asked to die, he would agree to Monk Wangyou's opening.

  Although he often destroys his family and family, he looks like a villain, but Zhang Jing thinks he is still a person who will repay his kindness.

   Soon, Zhang Jing returned home and prepared some food and wine.

   Reunion after a long absence, how can there be no wine?

  Ten miles to the north of Shangjing City, there is a barren hill of moderate size with no name.

  Compared with those famous mountains and rivers, it looks like a small mound.

   Therefore, there are no literati and refined scholars who come here to recite poems, after all, there is really no compulsion.

   Zhang Jing holds two jars of wine in his left hand and several dishes in his right hand.

   These are all made by the chef hired by Zhangfu, and Zhang Jing doesn't mind spending a little money for the desire of tongue.

   "Master, I have arrived," Zhang Jing said loudly.

  The voice was infused with true energy, and spread throughout a distance of thousands of meters.

   "Got it, got it, I'm here," a voice came from the mountain, and it could be heard that it was Monk Wangyou's voice.

  Zhang Jing nodded, and jumped up into the air in the direction of the sound.

  Zhang Jing quickly arrived at the place where Monk Wangyou was.

  Monk Wangyou holds two sticks in his hands, and two chicken-like creatures are stuck on the sticks.

  It is being roasted on the fire.

   Monk Wangyou saw Zhang Jing coming and threw him a stick.

   "These two pheasants accidentally hit a tree and died. The poor monk roasted them out of compassion," Monk Wangyou laughed.

   "Master is right," Zhang Jing nodded, and then threw the wine in his hand to Monk Wangyou.

   "Meat should be paired with good wine, master please," Zhang Jing said with a smile.

   "This is reasonable, but this wine is not good wine," Monk Wangyou smiled, and threw a porcelain jade gourd to Zhang Jing.

   "This is?" Zhang Jing looked at the jade gourd in his hand and asked.

  "Spiritual wine," Monk Wangyou said with a slight smile on his face.

   Zhang Jing squinted his eyes. After staying in Zhenwu Division for so long, Zhang Jing naturally knew what spirit wine was.

  However, it is a pity that he has always only heard of his name.

   Never drank.

  After all, this spiritual wine is not simple, it is brewed from various spiritual fruits.

   In terms of rarity, it is even worse than panacea.

  Ordinary people have never even heard of it, that is, Zhang Jing spent more than a month reading all the ancient books that can be read in the entire Zhenwu Division, and only then did he learn some secrets in the Jianghu.

   Don't look like a blind person.

  According to the records in the book, both spirit wine and spirit pills can refine and strengthen the true essence.

   Moreover, it is softer than panacea.

   It can be considered a rarity.

   "The name of this wine is Lie Yan, and it tastes really good. Donor Zhang can taste it," Monk Wangyou said with a smile.

   Zhang Jing nodded, and took a sip of wine into his mouth.

   His face turned red suddenly, and there was a burning sensation in his throat.

   Spirit wine into the stomach,

  A very pure power poured into the dantian.

  A gleam of light flashed in Zhang Jing's eyes, this sip of spirit wine was enough to top half of the spirit medicine.

  It's a pity that there are no more than ten gourds in this gourd.

   Looking at Zhang Jing, he suppressed that force in an instant.

   Monk Wangyou seemed to have some interest on his face.

   It is not so easy for him to refine this big drink, and he usually drinks it in small sips slowly.

  He intended to let Zhang Jing taste it, but he didn't expect Zhang Jing to take a big gulp.

   And it was pressed directly, without any effect.

   It seems that this Zhang Jing is indeed extraordinary.

   Monk Wangyou thought to himself.

   "How is this wine?" Monk Wangyou asked with a half-smile on his face.

   "Not bad, but a little bit less," Zhang Jing pursed his lips.

   Said with some unfinished thoughts, if he could give him dozens of cylinders of this flame spirit wine.

   Believe it or not, Commander Zhang will directly give you an instant golden pill?

  Of course, this is just a joke, Jindan can be broken through not just by accumulating true energy.

  Hearing Zhang Jing's words, Monk Wangyou seemed to have some black lines on his face.

   What does Zhang Jing think spirit wine is? Chinese cabbage?

   You must know that these two bottles of flame spirit wine were obtained by him after a lot of effort.

   "Master, don't be upset, I'm just joking," Zhang Jing smiled.

  He naturally knew how precious this spiritual wine was.

   "Master, please," Zhang Jing stretched out the wine gourd, Monk Gen Wangyou gestured, and then took another sip of wine.

  The pheasant chicken was grilled by the monk Wangyou, and it was very appetizing.

   Zhang Jing took a big bite.

   The meat is very tender and very good.

   It was clear at a glance that Monk Wangyou had done such things a lot.

  The only pity is that there is no seasoning on it.

   If you sprinkle some cumin and chili noodles, the taste will come up after scratching.

   "Come on," Monk Wangyou laughed, his eyes narrowed.

  Afterwards, Zhang Jing sat across from Monk Wangyou, and began to talk about what happened after he came to the Central Plains.

   Monk Wangyou is the same, but most of what he talks about is more than drinking and eating meat.

   After Zhang Jing drank the flame spirit wine in his hand, he began to drink the wine he brought.

  Compared with the Flaming Spirit Wine, the wine in his hand felt like plain water.

  The wine has three rounds, and the food has five flavors.

  The pheasant in Zhang Jing's hand has already been gnawed into a skeleton.

   "The master is not here to reminisce about the old days, is he?" the abrupt Zhang Jing asked.

  This monk Wangyou can indeed hold his breath.

   "Hey, there are two things here," Monk Wangyou took a sip of wine.

   Monk Wangyou doesn't seem to care whether it's spiritual wine or this kind of ordinary wine.

   "Master, please tell me, as long as I can do it," Zhang Jing stretched out his hand and gestured.

   "No need to do that, it's not that I'm looking for you, I'm entrusted by others, even if you decline, it won't affect our friendship," Monk Wangyou said with a smile.

   "Master, please tell me," Zhang Jing nodded, but he didn't expect there to be someone else.

  However, as long as Monk Wangyou is not busy, then he has to see how much it can bring him.

   "I don't know the exact situation. The man just asked me to ask if he knew anyone who knew Wu Si in Dongqi Town. Didn't the poor monk think of you?"

   "As for the second thing, I really passed by from now on, to catch up with you."

  Monk Wangyou smiled.

   "Master, I'm sorry to say it bluntly, if you can help your friend in Zhenwu Division, I'm afraid it must be Mr. Han," Zhang Jing whispered.

  Since Monk Wangyou is looking for Zhenwusi, the most likely person he is looking for is Han Qianshu.

   "I told that guy, but he didn't dare to look for it," Monk Wangyou laughed.

   Zhang Jing nodded, if this is the case, he basically guessed what was going on. It is definitely against the interests of Zhen Wusi.

   Otherwise, go directly to Han Qianshu.

  However, he has no psychological burden. As long as he is given enough benefits, Zhang Jing will not refuse.

   This is the salary for those months when I earn it back.

   "How is it, are you interested?" Monk Wangyou asked.

   "Well, it depends on what you are doing," Zhang Jing said softly.

  If he was asked to die, he would not do it.

   "It's okay, as long as you are interested in it, he will come to you in a few days," Monk Wangyou said with a smile.

  (end of this chapter)