On the second day after returning from Jiuquan Town, Zhang Wenjie, who had thought about it over and over again, proposed to his master about going out for experience during dinner.
"Why do you suddenly have this idea?"
Lin Jiu was different from the typical pedantic master. He knew that reading ten thousand books was not as good as traveling ten thousand miles. He could not be independent by his side.
Everyone needed to face it independently. Back then, he was like this, and so was his master!
"Although it's safe to stay by Master's side, I lack a sense of danger. I want to walk out of my comfort zone and experience it!”
"Isn't this place just as dangerous? Cough cough…I mean, there's food and drink here. It's not safe outside now. I saw people in trouble in Ren Family Town. They said that it's chaotic outside and there are dead people everywhere!”
Wen Cai picked up the chicken's butt and stuffed it into his mouth to bite it. The juice flew everywhere, and he spoke incoherently about what he had seen and heard a few days ago.
"Hmph, if everyone is like you, then Master will starve to death!”
He raised his hand to smack Wen Cai. Compared to Zhang Wenjie, Wen Cai was simply a stone in the latrine pit.
"That's why I have to go out. If there's a dead person, there will be demons and ghosts. The Maoshan Sect has the duty to subdue demons and ghosts. I'll always remember what Master taught me!”
Zhang Wenjie didn't mind sucking up to his master before he left. Who knew if he would get any benefits!
It was a pity that Zhang Wenjie was thinking too much. Lin Jiu only nodded when she heard him. Then, she took out two dollars from her pocket and handed them to Zhang Wenjie.
"I still need some money to support myself when I'm out. Take it. There's no need to be polite with Master!”
Zhang Wenjie's mouth twitched as he reached out to take the money.
Zhang Wenjie stopped flattering him and prepared to pack his things after dinner.
He didn't have much luggage. The Demon Subduing Needles and Demon Binding Shackles gifted by the system could be collected after being thrown out. When he wasn't using them, he could also store them in the space created by the system.
This was also what Zhang Wenjie hoped to get from the blind box every month. Only spiritual artifacts produced by the system could be stored in the system space.
There were two sets of clothes in a cloth bag, various talismans in his arms, and finally the tree heart taken from the banana tree.
How could one not carry a weapon to protect oneself when traveling in Jianghu? This time, he also hoped to find a master of refining to make the tree heart into a magic weapon.
The next day, after Zhang Wenjie had his lunch, he pushed open the door and left after his master told him to return before the new year.
It wasn't like they were going to leave each other forever, so he didn't even want to talk nonsense!
Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng would be lying if they said that they were not envious. They were envious that their junior brother could go out and see the outside world.
If Zhang Wenjie knew what Secretary Qiusheng was thinking, he would definitely kick them to death!
If you don't have the ability, why go out?
In this era, human life was like grass. They always thought that they could make their way into the future, but they did not see that opportunities and dangers complemented each other.
If he didn't have the ability, he might as well stay at home and wait for death!
Not long after they left Ren Town, they headed west along the main road and formed a market at the fork at the end of the road.
People were scattered on the street, and two or three shouts came from the street. People fanned in front of them, and the tea stalls on the roadside were noisy.
There were tea stalls in the market, places for passers-by to rest and rest.
Zhang Wenjie casually found an empty stool and sat down. He raised his hand and called for a bowl of hot tea!
"Alright!"
The shopkeeper, who was wiping the broken table, heard this and started pouring tea.
The tea was just that kind of ordinary stuff. It was better to have a large amount of tea. Zhang Wenjie took out a cigarette and lit it. In this era, one should have a goal when traveling alone.
But Zhang Wenjie had not thought of going there for the time being!
Just as Zhang Wenjie was about to flip a coin to make a decision, a dozen burly men in tight clothes surrounded the young man in embroidered clothes and walked into the tea shed.
"Everyone, get lost!"
Without needing the leader to speak, the people sitting in the tea room had already fled, causing the shopkeeper to curse.
"Who knew that the shop owner would be blind and not serve the tea!”
The situation was stronger than the person, so the shopkeeper could only endure it. He picked up the teapot and teacup and walked over.
When Zhang Wenjie snapped out of his daze, he saw a bunch of strong men surrounding the tea stall. Zhang Wenjie's turn was even more conspicuous.
"Damn it, are you deaf? Didn't you hear me asking you to get lost?”
The burly man with pockmarks strode towards Zhang Wenjie and slapped him.
"Bang!"
"Ah!"
Smoke drifted out of the muzzle of the gun. The burly man who raised his hand and waved his hand wailed as he hugged his palm that had been shot through by the bullet and roared!
"Smile for me!"
Compared to talismans, guns were more intimidating.
The burly man who was originally prepared to beat up Zhang Wenjie was facing a foreign gun, but he didn't dare to cross it as if he had been immobilized.
"You…"
If it wasn't for the young master, who would dare to say such words in front of them? At this moment, facing Zhang Wenjie who was holding a gun, they had no choice but to tolerate it.
"This friend, you have come out to travel the martial arts world. It is better to make friends than to make enemies. I will use tea instead of wine.”
The young man who was surrounded pushed aside the burly man in front of him, raised his teacup, and drank it in one gulp.
"Alright, alright!"
Zhang Wenjie did not hit a smiling face. He saluted those who were kind to him, even though it was obvious that the pretty boy in front of him was doing it on purpose!
Looking at the teacup in front of him, Zhang Wenjie raised his eyebrows at the bald man.
"Are you not giving my young master face?”
"Shut up. Have you forgotten what I said? Or do you want to represent me? Yes!"
The young man's expression turned serious as he stared at the bald man.
Zhang Wenjie lifted the teacup with one hand and raised it at the young man. He looked down at the teacup and frowned. He then looked up at his surroundings.
"Young Master, this guy doesn't give me any face at all!”
Zhang Wenjie's attitude made the young man in luxurious clothes angry.
"I…puke…puke!"
"Young Master!"
The group of burly men looked anxiously at the young master who was vomiting non-stop. Everyone's faces were filled with fear.
"How dare you poison the tea! I'll kill you!"
The leader was furious. He grabbed the tea stall owner's neck and lifted him in the air.
"Spare me…I didn't…I…"
The shop owner's eyes turned white, his face turned purple, and he died.
"He didn't harm your young master. If you strangle him again, he'll die!”
"If it's not him, then it must be you!"
The burly man spat out saliva and roared.
"If you're retarded, go and get treated. If I poisoned you, you would still be f * cking alive. Your young master wasn't poisoned, he was just bewitched!”
Zhang Wenjie took out a talisman and threw it at the young man's vomit. The moment the yellow talisman touched the vomit, it instantly exploded into flames.
The flames burned the vomit, and soon the flames dissipated.
At this moment, there was no vomit. There was only a pile of incompletely burned bugs. Occasionally, there were some tenacious creatures that were still wriggling.
Zhang Wenjie's hand immediately stunned everyone. The young man who had stopped vomiting could not help but retch when he saw the pile of worms.
"Sir, you're from that immortal sect. Please save me!”
Faced with the fear of the unknown, the young man in luxurious clothes did not care about other etiquette. He took two steps to Zhang Wenjie and bowed for help!
"I'm Zhang Wenjie of the Maoshan Sect. I can't help you with your request!”
"If you can see that someone is casting a spell on my young master, you can definitely save him. Hurry up, if my young master is injured, I'll sacrifice you to the heavens!”
A burly man with a gun stood behind Zhang Wenjie and threatened him fiercely.
Zhang Wenjie turned around and glanced at the spear aimed at him. He smiled and looked at the young man.
"I can't save you for a lifetime. Think about who your enemy is. You've been cast by someone, and there's no corresponding method…Just wait for death!”
"Cough cough…"
The young man looked at Zhang Wenjie, who was still unperturbed by the gun. He coughed twice and took out a small goldfish from his pocket and slapped it on the table.
"Pa!"
Another small gold bar slammed onto the table.
"Sir…cough cough…save me!"
Zhang Wenjie picked up two small goldfish and stuffed them into his pocket. He walked to the young man in luxurious clothes in two steps.
"How vicious, to actually do such a vicious thing. This talisman can temporarily suppress the Gu worm, but if you want to eliminate it, forgive me for being powerless!”
Zhang Wenjie shook his head and took out a Demon Subduing Talisman from his pocket, stuffing it into the young man's hand.
This talisman was much more precious than the Five-Thunder Demon Subduing Talisman. After all, it was a purple-grade talisman!
Zhang Wenjie's twitching eyelids made him uncomfortable. At this moment, he heard that the expert in front of him could only suppress but not eradicate it.
The young man in luxurious clothes took out two small goldfish from his pocket and slapped them in Zhang Wenjie's hands. Since he could suppress the natural cuteness, he couldn't do it because the price wasn't right!
"This matter…is easy to deal with! That's easy!"
Since he knew how to pay more, then things would be easy!
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