There is God’s will in the dark

Unfortunately, Chen Sheng was kicked out.

When I was leaving, I had only one girl, Qingqing, with me, and I was quite unsatisfied.

Because he was injured by a sword, he could not move easily, so he found an inn to stay for a short rest.

On this day, in the room.

There were all kinds of things in front of me: a small comb, a small mirror, small scissors, small blades, various miniature brushes, and various colorful bottles and jars.

Chen Sheng sat there, letting Qingqing work on his face.

"You actually still disguise yourself?"

"I know a little."

She was given to Chen Sheng as a maid by her master. Qingqing cried so much that she didn't want to leave Murong Qiudi. However, she changed not long after they left.

——Become like a little fox, the kind that can laugh.

After all, she has already understood Chen Sheng's strengths, and he is tall, wealthy, and handsome, with almost no faults. For a maid, this may be the best destination.

"Master, this time we are going to Sichuan. We have a long way to go, and you have a sword wound on your body. It is always right to be careful out there."

"That's right. Hey, have you done it? My back hurts after sitting for a long time."

"It'll be ready soon, just wait..."

After half a stick of incense, Qingqing handed the mirror to Chen Sheng, smiled on her face, and pretended to be asking for credit.

Chen Sheng took the mirror and looked at it, amazed.

Because his eyebrows were trimmed, his face shape changed a lot. He turned into a middle-aged man in his forties, with a beard, wrinkles, and an ordinary appearance. It was like a different person.

Similar.

"Well done, hahaha, Xiao Qingqing, what reward do you want?"

"I am one of the few famous swordsmen in the world. How about you give me some tips?"

"No problem, you can show me your Kung Fu skills first."

"yes."

Qingqing turned around, took out a thin dagger from her sleeve, and started practicing in the room.

How could the maid next to Murong Qiudi not know martial arts?

Her swordsmanship was based on close combat, stabbing her armpits, piercing her waist, gouging out her knees, and her moves were tricky and strange, with a distinctly ruthless flavor. From Chen Sheng's perspective, Qingqing had already touched the threshold of a first-class master.

Not very good.

"How is it?" Qingqing asked slightly out of breath.

Chen Sheng said: "It looks good."

"What's nice to see?"

"Your waist is so thin."

"..."

Qingqing stamped her foot and said angrily: "Mr. Gao, we seemed to be talking about swordsmanship just now, right? Can you do more serious things first?"

"Oh." Chen Sheng coughed twice quickly: "This is a woman's swordsmanship. The moves are too stingy and the pattern is not grand enough. If you really want to make progress, you must throw away the short sword and replace it with a long sword."

Qingqing stared at him with suspicion, half-smiling: "I asked the master for advice, but the master asked me to change weapons. Are you trying to destroy me?"

"That's absolutely not what I meant."

Chen Sheng said seriously: "Let me ask you, are there many famous swordsmen in the world?"

"Of course there are many."

"How many of them use daggers?"

Qingqing: "..."

Chen Shengdao: "As the saying goes, one inch is longer and one inch is stronger. Facing those real masters, you may not even be able to find a chance to get close. If you attack with a short attack, you will definitely die."

Qingqing's eyes wandered and she fell into deep thought.

Chen Sheng added: "You should think about it carefully and come to me if you want to practice again. I have dozens of swordsmanships in my mind. No, there are hundreds of swordsmanships. There must be one suitable for you."

Qingqing thought for a moment, but did not agree immediately, but changed the topic.

"Master, your things are almost packed and you have finished your disguise. Can we set off?"

Chen Sheng said: "No hurry, wait first."

"What are you waiting for?"

"Master, please relax."

"..."

Chen Sheng was indeed right at first. Qingqing's slender waist was indeed both beautiful and useful.

When she moved, she was very fast.

…

The destination designated by Murong Qiudi for Chen Sheng was in central Sichuan.

Mianyang in central Sichuan.

This city has a history of thousands of years. It is said that Li Taibai, who "can't get on the boat when the emperor calls him", was born here. Taibai was romantic by nature, so there must be good wine and girls in Mianyang, right?

Even before Chen Shengren arrived, he was already very yearning for it.

Yearning returns to yearning, and dilly-dallying returns to dawdling.

This time he hurried in "slow motion", because there were no pursuers behind him, so he was so relaxed. He could take the water route if he wanted to, and the dry road if he wanted to, so he could take it easy.

Miss Qingqing was worthy of being a maid. She took very good care of Chen Sheng. He didn't have to worry about clothing, food, housing, or transportation at all. As a result, the certain master became lazier and lazier, and even stopped moving when sleeping.

.

Two months later.

The two finally arrived in Mianyang.

During this period of time, Chen Sheng's injuries have healed and he has regained his fighting ability. As for Miss Qingqing, she may have had her own reasons, and finally decided to continue using the dagger and did not accept Chen Sheng's proposal.

"Sir, I have received a message from Fei Ge. There is a pier ahead, and our people will greet you there."

"good."

A small awning boat was sailing along the water. Chen Sheng looked up at the horizon with long eyes and a happy expression. He didn't know what he was thinking.

A new life is about to begin.

…

Around 10:00 in the morning, the dock that was supposed to be busy was eerily quiet. A group of men stood silently by the river, as motionless as sculptures.

These "Tianzun" people each have their own attire, including fishermen, laborers, shopkeepers, hawkers, etc. It seems that they come from various industries and have integrated well into the market.

Chen Sheng, carrying a long sword wrapped in black cloth, stepped off the boat and walked proudly along the plank road.

At the front of the men stood a man in Tsing Yi.

This man was about thirty-seven or eighteen years old. He had a rather elegant appearance, and there was a sense of downfall in his elegance. He looked like a poor scholar who had repeatedly failed in the exams.

The man in Tsing Yi, with a smile in his eyes, walked quickly to greet Chen Sheng and saluted him.

"The wind is strong on the river, sir, it's hard work coming from afar."

Chen Sheng nodded: "What do you call this brother?"

The man in green said: "Oh, I am one of the two incense masters of Mianyang Branch, Zuo Xiangzhu and Zhuye Qing."

Bamboo leaves are green?

In an instant, there was a loud bang in Chen Sheng's head, and a thunder exploded.

!!!

Tianzun’s Bamboo Leaf Green? Isn’t this the place where Xie Xiaofeng will appear? His surname is Zhu, and his name is Ye Qing. Similar names are not common, and there is almost no possibility of mistakes.

No matter how hard you try, you won't be able to find anything, and it won't take any effort at all!

Zhu Yeqing's mind was sharp. He noticed that Chen Sheng had a strange look on his face, so he asked: "Sir, have you seen my little brother somewhere?"

Chen Sheng laughed and covered it up: "How could we recognize each other when we met for the first time? I just suddenly remembered that there is a kind of wine in the world called Zhuyeqing. I was distracted for a moment. I am rude and rude."

Zhuyeqing also laughed and said: "My father gave me this name, and I have made many jokes. Zhuyeqing is not just wine. There is also a poisonous snake with the same name as my little brother."

Damn, you are more venomous than a poisonous snake!

In the original novel, this guy is very deep-rooted and harbors great ambitions, and he has destroyed so many good things.

Chen Sheng said: "Hahaha, did my father give you the name when he was drunk, and what he drank was Bamboo Leaf Green?"
To be continued...