Having said that, what else does Chen Jinjun not understand? After all, his own knowledge is too shallow and he cannot avoid the sharp eyes of this old man.
She looked up at the Taoist priest openly.
The Taoist priest looked at Chen Jinjun's face and was stunned for a moment. He murmured to himself: "It's so similar."
"Like? This is the first time we have met." Chen Jinjun raised his eyebrows and looked at the Taoist priest, with a sharp aura around him.
The Taoist priest smiled and said nothing, and drank a cup of tea by himself: "I am a poor Taoist who leads the people in the Li sect, but I don't know you..."
Before Chen Jinjun could think about it, Mr. Wen had already answered: "Qinghonghui, a long row of incense sticks."
The Taoist priest nodded and looked at Xu Fanming again: "I have heard about this, Taipingshan Villa, Xu Fanming."
Xu Fanming hugged him.
The Taoist priest slowly turned his head and looked at Chen Jinjun: "It looks like it, but it doesn't look like it."
Chen Jinjun was confused by the Taoist priest, and looked at the Taoist priest with a frown.
However, the Taoist priest refused to avoid it and looked at Chen Jinjun's face.
Chen Jinjun was not used to this kind of scrutiny, but he couldn't get angry now and could only clenched his fists silently.
Just when Chen Jinjun's face was gloomy, the Taoist priest sighed and shook his head thoughtfully.
"When we were in Northeast China, we had a chance encounter," the Taoist priest said quietly, "but I didn't expect that with the passage of time, Chen Dong's family would forget about it."
Hearing what he said, Chen Jinjun frowned.
Seeing that Chen Jinjun didn't recognize him, the Taoist priest clicked his tongue and said, "It's my fault. I've lost all my health over the years."
As he spoke, he sighed quietly, raised his hand and took off the Ziwu hairpin used to fix his hair.
His withered hands pushed the hair away from the top of his head. There was a patch of scalp on top of the Tianling Cap that was hairless and pale, forming a sharp contrast with the white and gray hair around it.
Chen Jinjun's pupils shrank, remembering the days when he went to the Northeast to buy mountain delicacies when he first started doing business.
At that time, I was following the second master of the Northeast bandits to select wild ginseng in the mountains. One of the 400-year-old wild ginseng selected by Chen Jinjun disappeared. The second master was so angry that he ordered everyone present to be searched, and then a Taoist priest was searched.
came out.
Then the second master immediately had him buried in the snow, shaved his hair on the spot, and opened the skylight. When his men went to get the mercury, he really couldn't bear it, so he asked the second master to let him go.
Take his life and drive him out of the Northeast.
However, the Taoist priest at that time was only forty years old, and the old, skeleton-like Taoist priest in front of him looked to be over seventy years old.
Seeing Chen Jinjun's eyes gradually clearing up, the Taoist priest knew that Chen Jinjun had remembered something.
"I haven't thanked my boss for letting me live a few more years." The Taoist priest tied up his hair again to cover the scar where the second boss of the Northeastern bandit opened the skylight.
Chen Jinjun hesitated for a moment and then asked: "Then how do you..." With this look.
She didn't say the last part of the sentence, but the Taoist priest knew what Chen Jinjun wanted to ask: "I had no choice but to enter the Central Plains from Shanhaiguan. I originally went to Rongcheng, but at that time I was fighting with foreigners. I had no choice but to go all the way west, suffering
I have committed some sins, my body is damaged, and I am weak. I am forty-six years old, but I look older than this old man."
He looked at Mr. Wen and shook his head helplessly.
Chen Jinjun looked at him and felt that things had changed over the years.
The Taoist priest asked Chen Jinjun: "Where is my boss? Why did he become a member of the Qinghong Society again?"
He spoke with a heavy breath, perhaps because he had spoken too many words at once, and his breathing was much heavier, like an old bellows.
Chen Jinjun looked at the Taoist priest with some worry, and the Taoist priest waved his hand: "It's an old problem. It fell in the freezing weather outside the pass."
After speaking, he looked at Chen Jinjun, waiting for Chen Jinjun's explanation. Chen Jinjun didn't know what to say to this old friend for a while.
She thought for a while: "You should know that I married in Yongzhou last autumn."
The Taoist priest nodded: "I have heard about it, but I have never thought about my boss."
Chen Jinjun sighed: "Think about it, during these days in Yucheng, you should know that the gangs in Yucheng are now acting in the name of the Qinghong Society."
The Taoist priest narrowed his eyes: "My boss means that they are bluffing?"
Although he was weak in speaking, his experience in the world made him quickly understand the key.
The Taoist priest suddenly turned his head to look at Mr. Wen: "This old man and this one are the orthodox members of the Qinghong Society, and the Mr. Zhang who came to Yucheng a few days ago is a fake?"
Chen Jinjun was very satisfied with his quick response, but he also pointed out the error in his words: "To be precise, the Mr. Zhang you are talking about is also from the Qinghong Society."
"What does the master mean?" The Taoist priest was confused, and a look of confusion appeared on his skinny and skeleton face. He was dressed in a Taoist priest's attire, which added a bit of funny vitality to his whole person.
Chen Jinjun said nothing, but Xu Fanming, who was sitting on the bench beside him, gritted his teeth angrily: "Zhang Gui? You are just a traitor."
"Oh?" After hearing Xu Fanming's words, the Taoist priest looked over curiously.
Xu Fanming's face was ashen and there was a strong murderous look in his eyes. He raised his cheek and said, "Back then, Qinghonghui was targeted by the Queen Mother of the West. It was this person who handed over the list."
The Taoist priest was shocked: "Is there such a thing?"
As he said that, he looked at Mr. Wen as if seeking confirmation. Mr. Wen nodded, confirming the authenticity of what Xu Fanming just said.
There was a playful smile on the Taoist priest's face, but on his face, the Taoist priest looked quite scary.
Chen Jinjun looked at the Taoist priest: "This is also the reason why we came to Jade City."
"Speaking of which, I still want to ask why you come to Yucheng. The gangs here are divided. The government cannot suppress the gangs and has handed over jurisdiction." The Taoist asked.
Chen Jinjun bit his lower lip: "We want to reorganize the Qinghong Society."
"Reorganize the Qinghong Society?" The Taoist priest raised his tone in disbelief.
Afraid that he would think he was joking, Chen Jinjun quickly nodded solemnly.
The Taoist priest looked at Chen Jinjun's serious face, then looked at Mr. Wen and Xu Fanming, and found that these two people also had serious faces.
He hesitated for a moment: "So... you want to make enemies of the gangs?"
Chen Jinjun shook his head: "I want to establish my own Qinghong Association."
Her eyes were full of determination. She knew that Qinghong would have a role in Huping. If she went there rashly, she would be a little passive just relying on the Xuanfeng Order.
Therefore, Chen Jinjun now not only wants to reorganize the Qinghong Club, but also for his own future arrangements.
The Taoist priest smiled: "Interesting, my boss's ambition is not small."
Then, he thought for a while: "It's not impossible. My boss saved my life back then. As the leader of the sect, I am not a big gang, but I can still speak in this Jade City."
Chen Jinjun was overjoyed: "Thank you very much."
The Taoist priest waved his hand: "It's just that Mr. Zhang... has a lot of backers behind him. Are you sure you want to confront him head-on?"