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34 (Thanks to the boss of the ghost Bob)(1/2)

Holding Shu Chang after the breakthrough, Zhang Rongfang fell to bed.

Early the next morning.

Instead of following the other practitioners to do morning classes, he went to the dormitory, which is the place where the disciples were arranged for various affairs.

Deacon Yiwenxiu arranged for him to go down the mountain to the county to prepare.

The deacon's surname is Xu and his name is Zhongchun. He is a chubby old Taoist priest wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses.

The glasses do not have temples, but are wrapped with a rope and tied together with the hair of the bun.

Zhang Rongfang was not surprised that this great spirit was similar to ancient China that he knew in his previous life.

It's normal to have glasses.

"We have three grade martial arts practitioners in Qingheguan in Huaxin County, and the leader is Li Heng.

In the past, you obey Li Heng's arrangements. If you have any miscellaneous and private matters, you can ask Li Heng for advice.

In addition, the specific departure time is within today.

There are many wild animals in the mountains and forests, so it is best not to go forth forks along the way, and walk more official roads to avoid danger.

This is a dry food pack for you.”

Xu Zhongchun smiled and handed over a small package that was so gray.

"Thank you for the reminder of Master Xu." Zhang Rongfang hurriedly took it and nodded and saluted.

The etiquette on the ground must be done in place, otherwise something may happen if something is wrong.

"This time, the three of you are going to lead the team. They are all taking turns to the county. This is your document, please get it."

Xu Zhongchun handed over a small stack of paper, which wrote a lot of content in small characters.

For example, name, hometown, where is the Taoist origin, where have you been, wherever you go, every place you go has a seal left, and information such as the place where the document is issued.

This is the ancient passport.

Zhang Rongfang took it carefully.

Without this thing, no one in Daling is allowed to enter the city. Therefore, you must be careful to keep it.

After going out and meeting the other three people who set out together, Zhang Rongfang took his luggage and went to his master Zhang Xuan to say goodbye to his master and senior brother. Then he slowly walked out of the Qinghe Gongshan Gate.

The group of four walked hundreds of meters. Zhang Rongfang suddenly turned around and looked at the Sandong Mountain Gate of Qinghe Palace.

The three caves at the Taoist mountain gate symbolize the three realms, namely Tai Chi, Wu Ji, and the present world.

Entering the mountain gate means stepping out of the three realms.

The so-called jumping out of the three realms and not in the five elements, the three realms among them refer to here.

At this time, Zhang Rongfang looked back and looked at the many buildings in Qinghegong's quiet buildings, and felt inexplicably about to part.

Qinghegong was the first place where he came to this world, a real safe haven, and was the first place to hide in the rain.

Now I am finally going to get out of here, out of this comfort zone, and step into the real great spirit.

This time he stayed in Huaxin County. According to the rules, he had to stay outside for at least one year before he could return in rotation.

One year...

"Senior Brother?" The voices of the other Taoists came from behind.

Zhang Rongfang came to his senses.

"Let's go."

He turned around, looked at the endless sea of ​​mountains and trees ahead, felt the abundant strength and physical strength brought by the breakthrough, and was no longer afraid in his heart, stride forward.

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"Golden broad beans are crisp and fragrant. After eating it, it smells full of fragrance!"

"Cooked duck eggs, five cents per, oily and fragrant noodles!"

"It's a leather boot, fifteen pennies at a time, and the skills are so good that you don't leave any scars."

"The best lamp oil in Hongji, sesame oil, fish oil, fragrant fruit oil, white tung oil, everything!"

In the lively market, people were rushing, and hawkers carrying loads shouted while walking.

The guys in front of the shop showed their magical powers and shouted and shouted.

There are a lot of juggling in front of the restaurant, attracting many passers-by to stop and watch.

Some people were tired of standing, so they naturally went into the building to order some food and drink, and watched while eating.

In front of the discounted fruit stall, rough-clad farmers can also roll up their sleeves and buy a few tooth-beating sacrifices.

The wife and lady of the rich family, under the escort of maids and servants, slowly entered and exited the fragrant powder shop and satin cloth rows.

The young young men wearing dome hats and long clothes were in groups, some of whom were talking and laughing, talking loudly, and their mouths were flying.

Some of them slowly with their hands behind their backs, their eyes floating around.

Some people suddenly met an acquaintance and stepped forward to greet each other.

"Hey, senior brother, come and see, what is in front of this garment store?"

On the street of the market, four figures wearing Qinghe Gong Lan's clothes were slowly walking along the flow of people.

Among them, the one who walked at the forefront was Zhang Rongfang, whose figure had grown to 1.78 meters and whose body was strong and well-proportioned.

He was wearing a blue-bottomed Taoist robe as a disciple of his cultivation, wearing a white jacket on his back, and wrapped in a large bag of gray cloth on his back. The Taoist bun was covered with copper crescents stuck in his long hair.

Compared to before, his skin color has become slightly whiter, and has deviated from the darker level and has become a normal person.

Hearing the question behind him, he looked back.

The one who spoke was junior sister Du Jiu.

Because she is the youngest, everyone calls her Xiaojiu.

Xiaojiu has a lively and cheerful personality, but is quite sensible and sensible, so although her appearance is not very good, she can liven up the atmosphere of traveling.

"What?" Zhang Rongfang looked in the direction Du Jiu pointed at.

There are vertical wooden boards in front of a garment shop called Li Ji Cheng, and each wooden board has a sentence written on it.

The first piece says: ‘Don’t ask about the future.’

The second part is: ‘Just only ask about clothes and clothes.’

The third piece: ‘Disar clothes.’

The fourth part: ‘The future is not sincere.’

The fifth part: ‘The best one can enter the store for 20% off.’

The handwriting is very beautiful.

"Twenty-five...! This... would we participate too?" Xiaojiu was a little moved.

Taoist people do not have to wear Taoist clothes at all times, and some relatively simple dresses are also OK.

"Let's go to the Taoist temple first to stay." Another male disciple said in a deep voice, more steady.

"Okay... Then I'll turn around and remember the earth, so I can try it myself! I think my handwriting is good." Jiuer was very excited.

"Who have you been to Qingheguan? I have been to the county, but I have never been to the Taoist temple here." Zhang Rongfang frowned.

All three of them, including Jiuer, shook their heads.

But no one noticed it. Just as they were talking, the guy waiting in the garment shop next to him had his eyes slightly turned and he sounded focused.

When he heard that they were going to find Qingheguan, the guy didn't move and pretended to sit in front of the door and dozed off.

It was not until Zhang Rongfang and the other two walked away slowly that he raised his head and quickly turned around and entered the store.

Soon, another little girl walked out of the garment store and ran to the alley next door.

There are many shops on this street with rice gang people. If you go late, you won’t get the reward.

Half an hour later, Zhang Rongfang and his group finally found where Qingheguan was.

After several people handed over the mission, several rotating Taoist priests who were originally in the temple packed their luggage and left reluctantly.

The subject leader Li Heng is young and strong, and is a second-rank martial artist. He is now in his early thirties and has a big belly.

After he arranged for Zhang Rongfang and others to live, he waved his hand and asked him to act on his own. The Taoist temple was left to several people to take responsibility.

He hurriedly left the Taoist temple and disappeared.

Zhang Rongfang didn't care. When Li Heng met, he was drunk. He probably went to a wine shop or a restaurant or a tram.

Taoism is not as taboo as Buddhism. Li Heng has been in this busy Huaxin County for so long and has long become a local tyrant.

Judging from his chubby body shape, he said he was a second-grade product. If he really started, he would be worse than the first-grade product.
To be continued...
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