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Chapter 3 Emergencies

 Upon hearing this, Zhang Zhiwei was eager to give it a try: "Master, when should we set off!"

"Let's go now!" Zhang Jingqing said.

Zhang Zhiwei was stunned and looked at the time on the invitation: "Master, there are still about ten days before the birthday of the old man of the Lu family. Isn't it too early for us to set off now?"

Although Longhu Mountain is in Jiangxi and the Lu family is in Jiangnan, they are separated by more than a thousand kilometers. It is the early years of the Republic of China and transportation is inconvenient. This section of the road would only take a few months for ordinary people.

But Tianshi Mansion is one of the three talisman sects of the Taoist sect. It is proficient in talismans and has always had no shortage of means to get on the road.

Not to mention other advanced methods, it is just a basic talisman - just stick the god-shaped armor and horse on your leg, and you can travel thousands of miles in a day, easily.

More than a thousand kilometers, just using your legs, only takes a day or two.

"It's not early!"

Zhang Jingqing said: "Don't you need to travel when you reach the realm of the monkey mind? How can you achieve the effect of traveling in a hurry? You and I complete the journey in the way of ordinary people!"

"Master!" Zhang Zhiwei quickly let out a rainbow fart!

"Ha!" Zhang Jingqing smiled lightly, "If only you wanted to be so alert in front of others!"

Zhang Zhiwei suddenly fell silent. Others? Others only deserve to smell his farts, but not rainbows.

Afterwards, Heavenly Master Zhang Jingqing explained the precautions, packed a bag, and set off with Zhang Zhiwei.

After descending from Longhu Mountain and looking at the overgrown official road, Zhang Zhiwei looked at Zhang Jingqing. There were no navigation systems in this era, so he really didn't know the road.

Zhang Jingqing took out two talisman papers and scratched them a few times with her fingers.

With a throw of the hand, the two talismans rose in the wind, and in the blink of an eye, they turned into two snow-white, tall horses with incomparable stamina.

Zhang Zhiwei was stunned: "This is..."

Didn’t we agree to use ordinary people’s methods?

Zhang Jingqing glanced at Zhang Zhiwei: "It's a long way to the south of the Yangtze River. Even ordinary people will choose to travel on horseback. The foot power of these two talisman horses is equivalent to that of ordinary horses. Is there any problem?"

It is said that he is traveling, but Heavenly Master Zhang Jingqing is certainly not a pedantic person. If he really wants to walk to the south of the Yangtze River on his legs without using magic or external force, he will definitely not be able to make it for the birthday banquet, but it is possible for him to have a New Year's Eve dinner.

"Best regards, Master!"

Zhang Zhiwei naturally has no objection. If you can ride a horse, who wants to walk?

Zhang Jingqing got on her horse and said, "Zhiwei, remember, when you are out, you have to be flexible and don't be rigid!"

Zhang Zhiwei also mounted the horse: "Master has great wisdom!"

Zhang Jingqing twitched the corner of her mouth, intending to scold the beast, but in the end she didn't. She just said "fight" and rode out.

Zhang Zhiwei followed immediately.

The two of them walked south along the official road.

The official road of the Republic of China cannot be compared with the highways and national highways of later generations. It is just a dilapidated dirt road. In some places, it cannot even be counted as a road.

However, this section of the road is quite smooth now as it is close to the popular Longhu Mountain.

The two rode horses for half a day, far away from the boundary of Longhu Mountain.

In front of a hillside, Zhang Jingqing suddenly reined in her horse and stopped.

Zhang Zhiwei also stopped and looked at the master in confusion.

Zhang Jingqing's face was as dark as water, and she said in a deep voice: "In the prosperous times, Daomen was hidden in the mountains. During the calamity, Laojun carried his sword to save the vicissitudes of life! Remember, we cultivators must have great righteousness!"

Looking at Zhang Jingqing with a serious look on his face, Zhang Zhiwei did not play tricks and was thinking about why the master suddenly said this.

Suddenly, an inexplicable sound came.

"Huh?"

Zhang Zhiwei looked into the distance. Is this a gunshot? There is something going on in the distance...

"Master, let me go and see what happened?"

Zhang Zhiwei rode his horse to a high place and concentrated on holding his breath. With the powerful Qi blessing in his body, his vision and hearing reached a level that is difficult for ordinary people to achieve.

The hard-to-hear breathing, footsteps, and conversations in the distance... came to my ears clearly.

In an instant, he roughly understood the cause and effect of the matter.

"Now that we've seen him, don't count him and you guys are unlucky!"

After confirming the location of the incident, Zhang Zhiwei's heart moved. The tall horse beneath him stepped on its hoof and jumped several meters away.

"Master, I'll get rid of them!"

From a distance, Zhang Jingqing's voice came: "It needs to be dealt with cleanly!"

"Don't worry when I do my work!"

……

At the same time.

Not far away, the official road was stained red with blood.

In the pool of blood, several broken carriages were rolled over.

The carriage was surrounded by corpses dripping with blood.

Several horse thieves used weapons to rummage through the corpses lying on the ground. Some of them were disheveled and miserable. They must have suffered inhuman torture before they died.

These are several carriages carrying passengers. In the carriages are students determined to save the country, passing merchants, and craftsmen parading on the streets...

But unfortunately, they were targeted by a group of bandits on the move.

In today's world, warlords are separatist, and wars are everywhere. Bandits no longer care about martial ethics. They engage in one-off business, collecting tolls is not counted, and they also kill people together.

The leader of the fierce bandits was playing with a wad of ocean in his hand, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth:

"You still want to buy your life?! Who can buy this little thing?! What a bunch of fucking beggars!"

"Boss, it's almost done. Let's go quickly. I heard that not far from here, there is a fake foreign devil who returned home from abroad. He spent money to recruit some people and became a warlord. He has at least a hundred handfuls in hand.

We can't afford to mess with guns, they will break if we touch them."

"Fuck you, this is a warlord, and that is a warlord. These bastards are more ruthless than us. They have collected local taxes for decades and robbed all my business."

The bandit leader cursed.

At this time, the sound of horse hoofbeats sounded.

"When business comes to your door, copy it!"

After the bandit leader gave the order, several bandits immediately turned around, shotguns raised in their hands, ready to go.

As the sound of horse hooves got closer and closer, at the corner of the official road ahead, a majestic white horse jumped out.

On the back of the white horse, there is a tall Taoist priest with a stern look.

The sound was far less profound than the picture. Seeing the tragedy ahead, Zhang Zhiwei felt a rush of blood rushing to the top of his head, and he understood why the master's face suddenly turned as dark as water.

"Boss, you're a stinker!"

One of the bandits shouted loudly.

The boss the bandits called was looking directly at the white horse under the Taoist priest, with greed in his eyes.

Although the color of this horse is a bit too white, its tall and majestic posture makes it clear at first glance that it is worth a lot of money.

"Stop it for me, don't shoot first, lest you hurt that horse, that horse has a golden nose than that stinky cow..."

The bandit leader was only halfway through his words when a silver dollar came out of the air.

"Puff".

It entered from his mouth and passed through the back of his neck, bringing out a stream of blood that dyed the grass behind him red.
Chapter completed!
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