Chapter 87 Possessed by the Essence of Drama(1/2)
Boom! Bang! Boom!
The city gate was bustling with people, and more people came to watch the show, with overwhelming cheers.
Compared with the outside of the city, the streets of Forgotten City are much emptier, and most of them have gone outside the city to join in the fun.
Zhao Yun walked slowly. Although it was only a few days, his mood was different when he came back. Walking in front of the gate of hell several times had sharpened his temper.
He did not reveal his lineup, and was still covered in black robes, with only one of his eyes exposed. However, anyone with a discerning eye would know that he was a one-armed man.
No one cares.
There are many people missing arms and legs all over the streets.
Zhao Yun watched every step of the way.
There were many sword guards on the street, almost every street, and they were patrolling. He saw the old man forgetting, walking on the street with his hands in his hands, looking here and there, he seemed to be very leisurely, and sometimes even
Someone will say: Fighting is prohibited.
Zhao Yun was not surprised at all by this. It must have been sent by Yang Xiong, the lord of Forgotten City. This was only apparent, there must be more secretly.
In the past few days, there has been an auction in Wangu City. There have been too many people coming from all over, including children from wealthy families. They all have good status and are involved in a lot of things. But we can't make mistakes in Wangu City. This is basically how we have been here for so many years.
The solution is that there are many people who have grudges against each other. If they disagree, they will fight on the spot. Therefore, private fights are prohibited during the auction to avoid death or injury.
You really want to fight! It's not impossible. You can fight outside the city. It doesn't matter whether you fight to the death or whether you are missing arms or legs. It has nothing to do with forgetting the ancient city.
Nowadays, there is a lot of excitement outside Wangu City. Everyone knows the rules and no one dares to cause trouble in the city.
Not to mention them, even if they are at the peak of Ksitigarbha, they don't dare to mess around. As the city lord, Yang Xiong has the right to mobilize the army, which is thousands of troops.
The arms shop today was deserted. The weapons buyers had gone to watch the excitement, and most likely Yang Da and Wu Er had also gone there. Only Mr. Sun was left guarding the shop.
"Master, your hands..."
Seeing Zhao Yun, Mr. Sun hurriedly walked out of the counter. Zhao Yun had his right hand, but his left sleeve was empty. You could tell at a glance.
"It doesn't matter."
Zhao Yun smiled with relief. An arm was only temporary. The Moon God said that at the fifth level of the True Spirit, there would be a more domineering left arm. He believed this unconditionally.
The old boss Sun was silent and his face was pale. He regarded Zhao Yun as his own grandson. How could he not feel bad for him? It's okay to say it simply, but there are probably many stories hidden there. Zhao Yun will definitely suffer from life and death after being away for a few days.
Disaster.
"It doesn't matter."
Zhao Yun smiled again and entered the back hall.
As soon as he entered his eyes, he saw a man hanging on the old tree in the garden. He was tied to the tree with five flowers.
Who is he? It's the old man in linen clothes. He has many footprints all over his body and his face is bruised and bruised. You can tell at a glance that he has been beaten, and he was beaten severely.
To be honest, this is the first time Zhao Yun has seen this old man in such a mess since he met him.
Look, there is someone sitting under the old tree. I take a quick look, isn't it the fat old man?
Obviously, it was this fat old man who beat up the old man in Mai, and he really found someone to resist the beating.
"I'm really destined to be with you."
Zhao Yun thought to himself, it has only been a few days! I saw him once in the forest, once in the black market of Canglang City, once at the gate of the city, and when he came to his own military store, he bumped into him again.
"You are so sick!"
The old man in sackcloth cursed loudly, his face was dark, and the spittle flew all over the sky. He was sleeping soundly early in the morning, when someone took him out and blasted him with a hammer.
After the incident, he was hung on the tree. He became famous and had never been so embarrassed.
This is also his fault. His cultivation level has plummeted and he is no longer Ksitigarbha. How can he surpass the peak of Ksitigarbha?
"Zhuge Xuandao, you also have today."
Below, the fat old man smiled happily, and his expression was not the usual schadenfreude. If he had known that this guy's cultivation level had plummeted, he would have come to kill him long ago. He wanted to beat him for more than a day or two.
Zhao Yun was the most embarrassed. He was wondering, should I go there? Or should I turn around and run away? That fat old man is obviously a shameless master. What if I hang him on a tree too?
"come here."
The fat old man raised his hand and ticked Zhao Yun. He had been to Wangugucheng City a long time ago and had heard about Zhao Yun. They all said he was a broken body. Now that he saw it, it was obviously not the case!
"Junior Zhao Yun, I have met my senior."
Zhao Yun stepped forward and smiled.
"He is really gifted."
The fat old man stood up and circled around Zhao Yun. Sometimes he reached out and pinched Zhao Yun's arms and legs. Well... he had excellent muscles and bones. He was a good young man in cultivation.
However, the more he looked at it, the more familiar it became.
What can I say? I seem to have seen it somewhere.
"Where's your left hand?"
Zhuge Xuandao, who was still hanging on the tree, looked at Zhao Yun with a frown. He was fine when he left, but he was disabled when he came back.
"When I was looking for my master, I was attacked by the Rashomon killer." Zhao Yun said with a smile, having already thought of his words.
"Rashomon?"
The fat old man frowned, and Zhuge Xuandao also frowned. They had heard too much about this organization. It was absolutely shocking to Heaven, and its inheritance was quite ancient. As long as the money was enough, not to mention a royal disciple, even the Emperor of Great Xia and Tian
Even the headmaster of the sect dared to assassinate him. Over the past thousands of years, he had a reputation for being vicious. Even after hearing this, the two of them couldn't help but feel frightened.
"Fortunately, Master arrived in time, otherwise, my life would have been lost." Zhao Yun sat down and turned on the cheating mode again, never leaving Master.
"Is your master here too?"
Zhuge Xuandao struggled for a moment and then swayed back and forth. Zhao Yun's master was waiting for him.
"Going to settle the score with Rashomon."
"Settling accounts with Rashomon...?" After hearing this, the fat old man couldn't help but look Zhao Yun up and down, "How famous is your master?"
"Royal."
Zhuge Xuandao replied.
"Royal."
The fat old man raised his eyebrows and didn't quite believe it. He felt that Zhuge Xuandao and Zhao Yun were working together to trick him.
"This time, it was really dangerous!" Zhao Yun said slowly, "When I came back, I was passing through the mountains and forests. A peak Ksitigarbha hunted me and I almost died."
"Blow, keep blowing."
The fat old man looked in disbelief. A true spiritual realm could escape being hunted by Ksitigarbha at the peak of his powers. What a liar!
"Don't make trouble, seriously." Zhao Yun said seriously, "If my master hadn't scared him away, I really wouldn't be able to come back."
"Scared...back?"
The fat old man was stunned for a moment, his eyes rolling.
This plot sounds so familiar! Have you ever experienced it yourself?
Thinking of this, he looked at Zhao Yun tentatively, "Which mountain forest?"
"northeast."
"It's about three hundred miles away."
"A cave."
Zhao Yun replied casually, and when he said the word "cave", his tone suddenly became a little more serious. Those who understand basically understand, but those who don't understand can pretend to understand.
Not to mention, in this cave, his words were very lethal, and the fat old man couldn't breathe smoothly after hearing them.
"No wonder."
The old man has a wonderful expression.
Listening to these words now, I feel not only familiar, but also very familiar! Isn’t he the peak Ksitigarbha! Isn’t Zhao Yun the junior True Spirit! His master is the Tianwu realm in the cave! There are so many coincidences in the world, this
You can hit anything, you say it's magical or not.
"Master is kind-hearted and won't argue with him."
"Thankfully he didn't do anything to me, otherwise, with my master's temper, he would have been killed."
"My master loves me very much."
Zhao Yun is possessed by an actor, and he still sprays it. He is really a master, so he needs to give the fat old man a show of strength, so that the old guy can save him from always scaring him no matter what.
Acting is addictive!
Moon God gave Zhao Yun a sideways glance. Even though this guy looks like a dog, in fact, he is not a good boy at heart. My master loves me very much. I love you so much.
"Tell me, that guy deserves a beating."
Here, the young master of the Zhao family finally finished squirting, and then he didn't forget to poke the fat old man with his hand.
"Deserves a beating."
To be continued...