Qiao Wan'er listened boredly, licked the candy at the corner of her mouth, and tugged on Lin Chuan's clothes.
"Let's go, brother will take you to see the flowers." Lin Chuan looked at the sky, then lowered his head and glanced at the impatient Qiao Waner, and said softly.
At the fragrant flower market at the end of the street, Lin Chuan was helping an old flower farmer load ten crabapples onto a donkey cart. Each plant weighed fifty or sixty pounds in a pot. Lin Chuan held the edges of the pots, one pot at a time, effortlessly.
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Qiao Wan'er on the side was happily eating a candied haws in one hand, which was bought for her by an old flower farmer who was well versed in the world. The corners of her mouth were dyed red, which made her look a bit funny.
Lin Chuan had nothing to say about this, except that he was a little speechless at the old woman selling candied haws that had been following him.
The old flower farmer and Lin Chuan seemed to be very familiar with each other, and they chatted about each other.
"Oh, it's such a pity for a spiritual master like you to be a gardener in the house!" The old flower vendor shook his head and sighed.
"Who knows that the big families in the city are not willing to hire a foreign spiritual master with a low cultivation level like me? Let's wait until we can earn some money before looking for opportunities elsewhere." Lin Chuan patted the dust on his hands and said with a bitter smile.
"I can't blame you. At present, the four countries are at war with each other. Spiritual fluid is scarce, far beyond gold and silver. Most wealthy families cannot afford it. At present, only the military camps and some powerful sects have such strength. The Eastern Kingdom
The qualifications for joining the army are very strict, and you are not a native of the country...well...you have it!" The old man ignored the mud on his hands, suddenly slapped his forehead and said happily: "You can go to the Western Kingdom to join the army! I heard that Xisha is dead in the desert.
A tide of barbarian beasts has appeared, and the beast tide has spread to the north and south. If it were not for the Demon Emperor City in the middle, we would also suffer disaster here. The Western Kingdom now only retains a few major cities, and the Western Emperor is recruiting troops aggressively. As long as it is a Boiling Spirit
Just be a teacher, no matter where you are from, and the military salary is sufficient...but you have to settle this girl first."
Lin Chuan looked at the old man whose forehead was covered with dirt. Instead of smiling, he nodded solemnly. He just needed to fight on the battlefield to hone his rapid advancement.
"Eh? Brother, look, the portrait in that person's hand looks exactly like yours!" Qiao Waner said urgently, holding Lin Chuan's arm.
"Shh!" Lin Chuan covered Wan'er's mouth and pulled her behind the donkey cart. He also bent down and accidentally touched the copper bell tied around the donkey's neck, making a ringing sound.
This man is very similar to one of the two people mentioned by my uncle Yue Qian. It is very likely that he was sent by Concubine Hua.
That man was the tall and thin Ying Shiqi. He had been waiting near the city gate of Licheng for several days, but Lin Chuan had not left the city. I wanted to wait for the rabbit, but unexpectedly the rabbit stopped coming. I had no choice but to enter the city.
I went to look for Lin Chuan's whereabouts, but I didn't know that the city guard would not allow him to enter the city. He asked for some customs clearance documents. How could I have prepared them? Who would have thought that that kid Lin Chuan could escape to the East Kingdom? It's a confidential matter.
Zhang Zhang had no choice but to ask to see City Master Xiao to see if she would betray General Hu's reputation.
At this moment, the ringing of the copper bell caught his attention, and he slowly walked towards the donkey cart.
Seeing Ying Qiqi gradually approaching, Lin Chuan was so anxious that he gritted his teeth, picked up Wan'er and rushed to a crowded place.
Shadow Seventeen was startled at first, and then he chased after him like a hungry wolf, thinking that he would not be able to find a place even if he wore iron shoes, and it would take no effort to get here.
Lin Chuan was rushing through the crowd, shouting and cursing all around him. He couldn't care about that much at the moment, so he had to escape for his life.
After rushing out of the flower market, the crowd in the neighborhood was relatively dense. Lin Chuan kept squeezing into the crowd, trying to use the crowd to stop the killer. Who knew that as soon as he squeezed out of the crowd, he turned around and saw the killer following him.
Shadow Seventeen also squeezed out the crowd.
Lin Chuanxin said that after going around two alleys, he would reach the dog hole in the backyard of Jia's Mansion. From there, it would be safe to get into Jia's Mansion. It was expected that the assassin would not dare to fly directly into the Mansion. The two housekeepers of Jia's Mansion could not
Not vegetarian.
Shadow Seventeen couldn't help but snorted coldly as he looked at Lin Chuan running wildly. His spiritual power gathered at his feet, and he landed in front of Lin Chuan in a few flashes.
"Where are you running?! My eldest prince..." Ying Qiqi joked word by word, the excitement in his eyes was self-evident, the Qiankun ring on his finger was emitting silvery gray light, and the high-grade spiritual weapon "Green"
"The Hungry Sword" is always ready for its master's call.
"Uncle!" Lin Chuan suddenly pointed at the back of Ying Shiqi and shouted loudly. Taking advantage of Ying Shiqi's turning back, Lin Chuan used his spiritual power to sneak into the narrow alley next to him.
Shadow Seventeen was still very afraid of Lin Xichun. Several holes in his body were still not fully healed yet. When he found out that Lin Xichun had been tricked, he became furious and frantically used his spiritual power to chase after him.
Lin Chuan exited the narrow alley and ran to the right.
In the blink of an eye, Ying Shiqi followed him out of the narrow alley. There was an old porcelain bowl under his feet. Ying Shiqi stepped on it, staggering and almost falling.
When he looked at the person who was throwing the alms bowl, it was the old beggar in sackcloth that Lin Chuan had met before. The old beggar was sitting slumped at the entrance of the alley, pointing at the embarrassed figure Seventeen and laughing so hard.
Shadow Seventeen stared at the old beggar with a gloomy face, stepped forward and kicked the porcelain bowl away. The porcelain bowl hit the brick wall and shattered.
Looking back, I saw that Lin Chuan was about to disappear into the crowd again, so I hurriedly turned around and chased after him, but my feet suddenly stopped.
"Compensate for my beggar...accompany my beggar..." The old beggar lay on the ground, his thin arms tightly wrapped around Ying Shiqi's feet, he raised his head and looked at him with a smile, his voice was hoarse and mixed with a little...
Stupid air.
"Looking for death!" The spiritual power in Ying Qiqi's body exploded, and the old beggar was shaken two feet away. He did not dare to kill the old beggar. City Master Xiao had already said that he was not allowed to commit murder in her city. He thought that this old bastard was not a simple man.
, I actually couldn't see through his level of cultivation.
Ying Qiwen snorted and just took two steps when he was suddenly hugged by the old beggar from behind. The old beggar, who looked like a gaunt man, stood up and was half a head taller than Ying Qiyi.
Shadow Seventeen was frightened and angry, and wanted to break away. Unexpectedly, the seemingly weak old beggar's arms were tightly wrapped around him like iron.
The spiritual power in his body was severely suppressed. He had only experienced this kind of spiritual pressure from Hu Duo. He could suppress the opponent without releasing his spiritual power. His cultivation was at least a level higher than his own.
Shadow Seventeen twisted her body crazily, like a little woman who was bullied in the street.
The peculiar smell from the old beggar's body penetrated into Ying Qi's nostrils. As a mysophobic man, he couldn't help but feel his stomach churn, his pores all over his body bulged, and goosebumps spread all over his body.
"I know you are a spiritual master of the Heavenly Spirit Realm! Don't pretend to be stupid! I am the personal guard of the General of the Southern Kingdom..." Ying Shiqi's body slumped motionless, cold sweat dripping from his forehead, and he continued to threaten.
The old beggar increased the strength on his arms.
"You dare to hurt me... The general will not spare you... Ah! It hurts, it hurts... Senior, please spare your life! It's the little one's fault, the little one deserves to die! Your Excellency, you have
If it's a large amount, just treat the little one like a fart..." Ying Qiqi's mentality collapsed, what kind of monster is this? Fortunately, after he admitted his mistake, the strength of the old beggar's hand relaxed a little.