MTL - Journey To Longevity-Chapter 86 Gyeongju Incident

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One day later, on the Surabaya Canal, a sailboat braved the wind and waves, and several old women employed by Zhang Shiping on it were carrying buckets of white rice to the deck. There were already more than a dozen dishes on the deck. Several skinny children were already drooling, and there was a sound of sucking on the deck.

The old mothers in Ping Town looked at these children with smiles on their faces, maybe out of concern, but more because of the money Zhang Shiping gave them, they only took care of these children to Qingyuan City, and then returned by boat. The money earned by an individual can support a family of five for a year.

How can they not try their best, those old mothers love these children as their own grandchildren.

Standing on the deck, Zhang Shiping saw those children waiting for their meal, turned his head and said lightly: "Eat." The children made joyful voices, gobbled them up, buried their heads in the rice bowl like a dozen little pigs.

It was inconvenient to pick up food with chopsticks, so those children simply grabbed it with their hands. Zhang Shiping shook his head and explained to the old women next to him, telling them not to eat their stomachs, but to watch, and go get them for them by the way. Some hawthorn water.

After explaining, Zhang Shiping walked slowly into the cabin room in the ship.

In the east of Qingyuan City, several carriages were driving on Qingshi Street. The decorations on the bodies of these carriages were not luxurious, but they revealed an atmosphere. The carts are all solid-color tall horses, and the drivers are dressed in clean and tidy clothes. They are all young and strong, and they are full of energy.

Seeing this group of carriages, no matter which one of the carriages of other families who were walking on the street saw them, the coachman hurriedly drove the carriages aside, respectfully avoided them, and waited for these carriages to pass by.

Dodging the carriage on the side of the road, many people inside are either from the government or from aristocratic families. They are all curious about where the immortal master on the carriage is going?

Looking at the direction the carriage was driving, it was heading towards the west of the city. But they didn't dare to send someone to follow them.

The carriage rattled, and on Qingshi Long Street, there was a slight shake in the carriage.

There were four old people sitting inside, but the car didn't look crowded at all. An old man in a sapphire-colored gown with the highest cultivation was holding a token in his hand. The veins on the back of his hand were bulging due to the tension. The other three people beside them were not much better, and they all looked a bit worried.

The four of them had their own concerns, and none of them were interested in talking.

The carriage swayed gently, "The carriage has already left the west city gate." The groom driving the carriage said through the cloth curtain, his tone was respectful and cautious.

"What do you think?" The monk in the sapphire-colored gown saw that he was not far away from his destination. If he didn't say anything at this time, he would have no chance to say it. He asked the three fellow Taoists who had been together for decades, with a rather serious tone. for heavy.

An old man in navy blue clothes smiled wryly, "How else can you think about it? Let's see how the sect seniors want to deal with it." The other two old men nodded, and the four of them had faces like bitter melons, drooping.

After the two cups of tea, the coachman pulled the reins and "squeaked", and the two tall pure white horses pulling the cart stopped in place, with the sound of hooves.

The coachman immediately put the small wooden stool on the ground, opened his eyes and opened the cloth curtain. The four old people sitting inside couldn't wait any longer.

The four got out of the carriage neatly, stood looking around, suddenly their eyes lit up, and the four asked the accompanying servants to wait by the side of the car, and they hurriedly walked towards a wooden shed, inside there was a man with a mustache The people are drinking tea, the tea provided in this tea shed is just a taste, it can only be regarded as tea, not fragrant tea.

There were more than a dozen children sitting on the bench next to each other, each with a big bun in each hand, chomping away, none of them were naughty, all they had in their eyes was the big bun in their hands, and their mouths were full of greasy food.

"Disciple Zhao Wenwen..."

"Disciple Chen Shiwei..."

"Disciple Xian Yuchun..."

"Disciple Ouyang Jing..."

The four of them said in unison, bowing and bowing.

"Greetings to Uncle Zhang, I wish Uncle Zhang good fortune and long life."

"Get up." Zhang Shiping looked at the four people and said calmly. He raised the rough clay bowl, took a sip of tea and said, "Put these children in the hall first."

"Disciple obeys." The four replied respectfully. Among them, the monk in navy blue clothes shook his hand towards the carriage, and a middle-aged scholar in Confucian shirt over there immediately ran over and asked the old man what was the matter in a low voice.

"Bring these children back to the hall, and take good care of them. Remember not to be negligent." When he said the last sentence, it was obvious that he valued it.

The man spoke in a low voice, but the few people present, except for the children who didn't hear this sentence, and the others were all monks, so they could hear it no matter how quiet they were at such a close distance.

Zhang Shiping didn't realize this man's small calculation, he stretched out his hand and wiped it on his waist, and four green jade slips were placed on the square table one by one.

These four jade slips flew towards these four people slowly, "Look at it!" Zhang Shiping distributed the jade slips to these four people with the most basic imperial technique of immortal cultivators. The servant took it away, and the two looked at the jade tablet in mid-empty, and each of them opened their mouths.

After these people took the jade slip with both hands, they stuck it between their eyebrows and swept it, and the expressions of the four of them all changed.

Zhang Shiping looked at these four people with a bit of coldness in his eyes, and most of them focused on Zhao Wenwen who had just introduced himself~www.novelbuddy.com~Qingyuan City Zhao family, Li family, Zheng family...etc. The twenty-two families are all related to the Ten Thousand Blood Sect, so you go and investigate first. "

"What is the relationship between you and the Zhao family in Qingyuan City?" Zhang Shiping stared at Zhao Wenwen and asked.

The old monk in sapphire blue, whose scalp was numb from Zhang Shiping's stare, broke out in a cold sweat from his forehead.

"To be honest, this disciple is a member of the Zhao family. I ask my uncle to be careful. This disciple has absolutely no connection with the Ten Thousand Blood Sect."

Zhang Shiping learned from Zhou Nan, who was at the seventh level of the Ten Thousand Blood Sect's qi training, that in the past few years, some of the families that had traded with the Ten Thousand Blood Sect were not only in Qingyuan City, but there were also a dozen or so families in nearby towns.

"You don't have connections with the Ten Thousand Blood Sect, but the Zhao family does. You should understand this." Zhang Shiping said quietly. The family is big, and there are all kinds of birds. Zhang Shiping is also a little considerate of this Zhao Wen. There are some unworthy descendants in the family. Don't you know that such things can't be messed with?

"I'll give you a chance to find out about Zhao's family and deal with it cleanly."

"Thank you, Uncle Zhang, thank you Uncle Zhang." Zhao Wenwen hurriedly thanked him, his sleeves wiping the cold sweat on his forehead.

Seeing that Zhang Shiping didn't specifically name other families, the other three who came were relieved.

"Uncle Zhang, please get in the car." The four wanted to change the subject, so they invited Zhang Shiping to get in the car.

Zhang Shiping stood up and walked out of the wooden shed, looking at the sun in the sky was really dazzling, he took out the ancient Qingling boat and threw it into the air, in a blink of an eye, Zhang Shiping stepped onto the zhang-long spirit boat.

He turned his head and said to the four people, "Quickly deal with the families on the list."

Then the Qingling ancient boat rose into the sky, and Zhang Shiping rushed towards the Changsheng Temple.