"Boobobo~"

At the bottom of the lake, a group of happy little carps were blowing bubbles and looking up to the sky expectantly.

According to the records of the elders of the Carp Tribe, in the past, every once in a while, a powerful human race would come to the Immortal Palace in a boat-like shape, holding an immortal rope. Anyone who bit the Immortal Rope would be able to ascend to the Immortal Palace and obtain heaven-defying opportunities.

Some of the human race's great powers are the fish who have ascended to the Immortal Palace in the past and have perfected their merits and transformed into them.

But I don’t know since when, there have been fewer and fewer immortal temples, and the carp tribe can only feed themselves with water and grass, and their lives have become increasingly miserable.

Today, it was different. There was actually a fairy palace suspended in the sky. And according to some brave carps in the clan, they jumped up and saw a golden and kind-looking mythical beast on the fairy palace.

Does this mean that in the near future, the great masters of the human race will come to give alms and food? At that time, according to the rules of the clan, a few seniors with profound virtues will ascend to immortality, and the great masters will be happy to reward them even more.

Lots of delicious food.

"Wow~"

A white silhouette suddenly appeared in the water. The little carps were startled and fled in a hurry.

According to the records of the clan, as long as the elders with profound virtues saw this thing, none of them would survive. It would be a catastrophe for the people!

"Wow~"

On the lake, the night is like water, and a girl wearing a white dress is playing and swimming in the lake. She is like a flexible white fish, freely shuttled in the water, playing happily.

The girl's white dress spreads out in the water, like a lotus blooming on the lake. Her long hair is draped on her shoulders, fluttering in the water with her movements. Her face is fresh and beautiful, like a lotus in the lake, waiting to bloom.

The girl was a skilled swimmer and played in the lake with ease. Sometimes she would dive into the water and stretch out her hands to explore the unknown world; sometimes she would surface and wave her arms happily.

Laughter and splashing sparkled in the moonlight.

The scenery by the lake became more vivid and interesting because of Xiao He's play. The moonlight cast a golden spot on the lake, which was in sharp contrast with Xiao He's white dress.

The surrounding trees, flowers and plants swayed in the breeze, as if accompanying her laughter and swimming.

The little yellow cat stood silently on the boat, its big blue eyes flickering, admiring the short-lived red lotus.

He could no longer distinguish between art and vulgarity, sexiness and fringeness. He only knew that the moon was round, and if he didn't take a second look at it at this moment, he would seem confused about the style.

suddenly.

"You are so bold and evil, how dare you act so wantonly and arrogantly! Let me die!"

"Boom, boom, boom~"

Three long blood-red arrows flew from a distance and hit the girl who was making trouble in the water.

"ah!"

With a scream, a trace of panic flashed across the girl's face, and she turned into ashes and disappeared.

Miao Le:???

"Pap~"

Zuo Qianhu jumped into the air and jumped onto the boat, holding a bow and arrow with an imposing manner.

After waiting for a while and seeing that there were no enemies, he leaned over and said concernedly: "Master Le, it's just a ghost. Don't worry. Are you okay?"

Little yellow cat:......

Seeing that the generous cat was so moved that he was speechless, Zuo Qianhu laughed heartily: "Ah ha ha ha!"

In today's world, no matter who you are, you will naturally be a little afraid when facing those monsters. There are even fewer people who can save people from the hands of monsters.

In this way, he can be regarded as the benefactor who saved the cat this time! He can be regarded as the benefactor of donating martial arts.

Little yellow cat:???

"Meow~"

[It’s even, right? Well, this cat will let you know what a real even is. The little shit-shoveling official actually ruined the good things of the cat!]

"ah!"

…

early morning.

The trees on both sides of the official road are tall, green and lush. The dewdrops on the leaves sparkle under the rising sun. The breeze blows and the leaves make a rustling sound.

The commander of the Jinyi Guards, ‘Wangshan’, looked at the boss with some strangeness.

"Sir, what's your face?"

Zuo Qianhu raised his hand: "I practiced Qinggong hard last night. I have been running around in the mountains and forests. I accidentally scratched myself. It's a trivial matter. In my martial arts practice, strength is the foundation, and face and the like are just clouds."

Wang Shanshen nodded in agreement.

In today's world, in some places, no matter how ugly you are, a bag of rice can replace you with a yellow-flowered girl as your wife.

Having strength means having everything 1

However, no matter how he looked at it, he felt that the boss's face seemed to have been scratched by his cat. The cat was so beautiful in this wilderness, couldn't he?

Not knowing what strange thing he thought of, Wangshan shook his head in panic, trying to get those outrageous thoughts out of his mind.

"Meow~"

His shoulders sank, Wangshan turned his head and saw the little yellow cat grinning and giving him an evil smile.

"Pah pah pah pah~"

"Boss, help!"

Zuo Qianhu looked up at the sky, as if admiring the scenery. Then he thought of something, walked to the side of the prison car, and clasped his fists.

"Master Fu, are you still okay?"

The old man with gray hair and a withered face in front of him is clearly the former Minister of Rites: Grand Scholar Fu. He has a prominent reputation among scholars, is rich in knowledge, has noble moral character, and is an important minister of the country.

But Zuo Qianhu is a royal guard, and the whole family relies on the emperor's orders. No matter who the decree is, he must arrest him. Moreover, he has personally arrested many loyal and important ministers over the years, among whom he has a good reputation among the people.

It must mean that he is an upright official.

As we all know, all the news that the people can know is intentionally made known to them by those standing in the cloud.

Master Fu looked up and noticed the scratches on Zuo Qianhu's face, and he suddenly felt better.

"Haha, it's okay. I guess this old bone can still hold on until I meet the Holy One. When the Holy Spirit becomes clear, I will definitely be able to clear my wrongdoing!"

Zuo Qianhu nodded and agreed: "Yes. When the time comes, I hope Master Fu will forgive you for his indifference these days.

The grievances and grudges in the court cannot be interfered with by me as a warrior. Usually, the truth of right and wrong is not clear, so I have no choice but to act according to orders."

He is certainly not stupid to be able to reach the position of Qianhu. Although most officials are arrested by the Jin Yiwei and basically have no chance of survival, when the time changes to ten or twenty years, there will always be a few people who are still in the heart of the emperor.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! As long as this kind of person goes out, he can immediately rise into the sky and stand high above. If he accidentally says something bad about himself, and His Majesty happens to be in a bad mood, what will happen to him?

It's said to be a catastrophe.

No matter how ferocious the Jin Yiwei is among the people, he is still just a sword and a dog for the royal family.

Fu Tianchou looked at him deeply and raised his lips: "That's natural."

In officialdom, one more friend is always better than one more enemy.

"But there is one thing that puzzles me. I wonder if Mr. Zuo can help the old man clear up his doubts.

First: The little yellow cat must be a monster at first glance, with ulterior motives. Although it is harmless for the time being, it must have a different heart since he is not of my race. With Mr. Zuo's cautious mind, how could he keep him forever?

Second: The Ten Bloody Fighting Styles are a unique skill that has been passed down from generation to generation in Master Zuo’s family. If you are so easy to give it to others, are you not afraid that your loyal subordinates will squeeze you out in the future?"

After serving as an official for decades, Mr. Fu has experienced a lot and seen too many strange people and things. He deeply understands that human nature is the most complicated thing.

Today, all of them may be grateful to Zuo Qianhu for teaching him his secret knowledge, and they are even willing to die for you.

But tomorrow or in the not-too-distant future, some people may be resentful, hating why martial arts were not taught earlier, and why the secret was passed on to everyone instead of just him.

Zuo Qianhu pondered for a moment, looked back and looked into the distance. The sky was clear, the wind was gentle, and he replied in a deep voice:

"Master Fu, have you ever felt that the world has changed?

Dozens or hundreds of years ago, were there so many monsters and monsters in the world? But now, even on the edge of the official road where people come and go, there are female ghosts sucking people's yang energy.

If we continue to stick to the old rules and don’t stay together as a team, I’m afraid we will be the first to be eliminated in this general trend!”

Mr. Fu was startled, and then he recalled the scenes he had seen and heard since he was demoted, and his heart was shocked.

He had never thought that a scholar like himself, who thought he was extremely smart, could not see as clearly as the martial artist in front of him. In troubled times, monsters appear. Is it true that the Ming Dynasty is going to sink?

impossible!

Those of us who are studying should use our three-foot body to stand tall on the sky and the earth, support the building when it is about to collapse, turn the tide of the Ming Dynasty in the face of danger, and make immortal contributions!

Thinking of this, Fu Tianchou's eyes widened and he said righteously:

"Zuo Qianhu, give me something to eat. Your cat eats so much. I've only had water to drink for the past two days. Only when I'm full and take good care of myself can I continue to serve the court!"

Zuo Qianhu:......

To be honest, he only had one meal today, and it was a wild boar shot by his men. Le Ge didn't want to eat the butt, so they each took a bite and added some wild vegetable soup.

At this moment, he didn't know whether the food and accommodation he promised was right or not, and whether he was making money or not.
To be continued...