"Mr. Zhong, this battle is not guaranteed, but the victory is already certain."

"Come, drink, drink big."

In the theater, the storyteller on the high platform is giving a lecture hard.

In the high seat of the elegant room, Li Qingfeng was in a comfortable mood and talking to Zhong Sheng.

This place is adjacent to Hangu Pass and is one of the fortresses connecting Guanzhong and Henan. Traders traveling to and from the country have to go through customs inspection and have to stay temporarily. Therefore, many large and small towns are formed around Hangu Pass.

A one-stop shop for eating, drinking and having fun, it has developed into a prosperous industry.

"The book sections here are updated very quickly."

Zhong Sheng said happily.

The joke told on stage is the most popular one nowadays, "Feijiapu Three Wonders and Fei Man".

That's right, it's about the story of Zhong Sheng and three people who killed the Feitou barbarians in the Fei clan.

"Young masters from the north and the south have not communicated with each other, and you junior disciples are also strangers."

After visiting more than a dozen stores in succession, it was finally reduced to half a piece of leftover cake, which was hot and hard.

Li Qingfeng smiled modestly, and then asked, "Niu Cehe also came here for the ancient path of the Yin soldiers?"

A person walked by the roadside and greeted Niu Cehe in a roundabout way, "Junior Brother Mao?"

"Come, come, let's chat while we eat."

While I was eating, I heard strange screams, monkeys, and horses roaring and neighing.

Niu Ceheqian laughed twice, "Maybe he was passing by?

Often people with no bad intentions would give me a few copper coins, but I would agree.

"This is no ordinary matter. With his temper, he will definitely come forward."

"Junior Brother Mao, when you see the armor and horse talisman on the horse's back at the door, you know it's Lou Guanzhi Feng. When he comes out, you know it's Junior Brother Mao." Niu Cehe chuckled, "It's a coincidence. I didn't expect it.

Met him at Hangu Pass."

……

Qingfeng Li sighed, "No one has ever seen the Messenger of Maitreya appear on the right side of the road."

I stretched out a long finger, made two signs on the talisman paper, and nodded heavily.

Before the meal, Li Qingfeng said goodbye and left. There was also someone riding on his luggage, walking with empty hands and holding a wooden stick, and disappeared from the end of the line of sight.

"The ancient Yin soldiers killed too much. If there was anything during the war, now that the world has been calmed down, it will be difficult for all parties to start this war again!" Senior Brother Li's heart moved and asked, "Has Li Qingfeng heard any rumors?

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When the ape saw the blue-robed Taoist priest looking at me, he bared his teeth and showed an arrogant attitude of "What is he looking at?"

After we entered the town, we had already discussed it. After taking a rest, we rushed to Hangu Pass.

Senior Brother Li and Zhong Sheng were slightly surprised. Did everyone really know about that matter?

When Zhong Sheng saw that I was practicing asceticism, he felt that it was very boring.

Looking back, I saw that the ape riding under the donkey was not chained, but it looked like a pet kept by a wealthy family.

When Li Qingfeng and Zhong Sheng first listened to it, they giggled with joy. There were so many things wrong with it, but they were very happy to listen to it.

"It's money, it's just food."

Zhong Sheng still felt worried because the gunpowder carried by the carriage stopped in that self-contained town.

Eight thousand skinners are too few. Niu Ce chewed the garlic and looked at the two Taoist priests.

Qingfeng, Mingyue, the seven people's Taoist names are quite antagonistic, and they can all be inlaid with withdrawal couplets

A moment ago, eight people were sitting in a restaurant, with eight small bowls of steaming noodle soup under the table.

The three wonders are naturally the ranger, the Taoist priest and the monk.

It's a pity that the monk is not here. With his sullen personality, how could he have to say "good, good, good" a hundred times?

This is the most popular joke at the moment, and everyone comes here to hear the story of the three strange people.

"Zhong Langjun, don't be too worried. You can seal it with a talisman to ensure that nothing goes wrong."

"By the way, Taoist Li, are there any problems with putting these decoys of the Fire God's Thunder inside?"

Senior Brother Li brought a plate of sunflower seeds and said, "Drink, drink."

What the blue-robed Taoist priest saw was exactly that silent scene.

Under the streets of the town, a young Taoist priest in blue robe was walking along the street to beg for alms.

It's true that Taoist Mao has a very bad appearance, and is as handsome as a daughter. He is really not as delicate as Jiangnan's daughter.

Zhong Sheng looked at Senior Brother Li again, his expression was gloomy, he was obviously shocked by the news just now.

The eight people moved their chopsticks in unison, and the sound of sucking noodles was slowly heard.

My face is a little pale, but my eyes are dark.

Senior Brother Li was stunned for a moment, recognizing the appearance of the person coming, and suddenly realized, "Could it be Li Qingfeng from the south?"

The blue-robed Taoist priest found a place to sit on the eaves, leaned against the wall, and quickly tore open the remaining cake and ate it with cold water.

The blue-robed Taoist priest was also angry, but he bowed slightly to apologize and turned to leave.

I heard from Senior Brother Li that the seven of us got to know each other during the exchange between masters and sects, and we have never met each other.

The big donkey shook his head because the monkey always wanted to poke its little ears with grass roots, which made it itchy and painful.

"Daoshi Li, his junior brother is quite boring."

The blue-robed Taoist priest simply stood up, but saw a yellow talisman paper taped under the back of the packhorse.

It was all renewed with the help of seven of us, and no customers paid for it, leaving the storyteller to repeat the story over and over again.

After talking for a while, the eight of them ordered seven small bowls of noodle soup, which made them sweat all over.

Zhong Sheng then thought about it and realized that was right. You should still trust professionals in that matter.

If the head of the household appears happy and willing to give alms, he may even slam the door, curse, and tell me to get out of here.

I wanted to cover my ears, close my eyes and rest for a while.

"Junior Brother Mao, dark clouds are coming!"

In the evening, the theater came to an end and the guests dispersed.

However, if you want to go directly to Guanzhong and Chang'an, you must pass through this pass.

The applause on the stage roars like thunder, and can often be heard from the same place, and the cheers can knock off the roof tiles overhead.

……

"Niu Cehe appeared here, maybe it was just the right time, so why would he want to intervene in Yiqi?"

"Hangu Pass has been very quiet recently, and all the incense altars in the two places in Guanzhong, Henan, are out in full force."

"My name is Mao Mingyue, and I am a disciple of the Maoshan Sect. As the saying goes, Beilou Temple and Nanmaoshan are two famous Taoist sects in the north and south."

Our plan is not to intercept Princess Jialuo's small army at Hangu Pass and blow them up with the God of Fire Thunder.

The Yinbing Ancient Road, where people killed people along the way, is still in Henan.

However, the voice was too low, so I fell asleep.

Zhong Sheng and Li Qingli walked out of the theater arm-in-arm and were discussing finding a place to eat.

"Princess Jialuo protected the ancient path of the Yin soldiers, and eight thousand skinned ghosts marched on land. Everywhere they passed, the lives were devastated and all were exterminated."

After all, the three strange people had their own independent autobiographies before, and now they are brought together into the same story, which is naturally three times more exciting. In the story, the monks and Taoists have very powerful magical powers, and they can't help but "golden light appears from the palms of their hands", and "a line of

Thunder is coming'.

Li Qingfeng shook his head, "My master once said that Junior Brother Mao has no chivalrous spirit and is definitely not a person born in the world."

The storyteller’s voice is hoarse, but his waist is bulging, full of the joy of a good harvest.

Knock on the door, recite a verse, and politely explain your intention.
Chapter completed!