I am Zhao Zhijing, a poor Taoist priest, and I have disciples all over the world.

Chapter 13 The Taoist Wants to Eat Chicken

After arranging everything, Zhao Zhijing returned to his residence.

He took off his Taoist robe, put it into his bag along with his travel expenses, pills, etc., and changed into a set of casual clothes.

Check once to make sure there is nothing missing, and finally tell yourself a good fortune.

"Everything is auspicious, and there are no taboos."

When you are out, a good attitude is something you give yourself.

If I say it is an excellent fortune, then it must be an excellent fortune.

When they arrived at the agreed gate of Chongyang Palace, Zhao Zhijing found that the other six fellow apprentices were already there.

Everyone was wearing Taoist robes, which made Zhao Zhijing, the only one wearing casual clothes, look like an outsider and out of place.

"Senior brother, you."

Cui Zhifang was also a disciple of Wang Chuyi, so he was naturally closer to Zhao Zhijing. When he saw his senior brother change into casual clothes, he was a little confused for a moment.

Zhao Zhijing didn't expect that this group of people had no experience in the martial arts world. This is not a martial arts conference. They are all wearing Taoist robes. Are they afraid that others will not recognize that we are from Quanzhen Sect?

Don’t underestimate the viciousness of people in the world!
"We are going down the mountain to do some work this time, and we might run into Huo Shigen's gang of monsters."

Zhao Zhijing taught earnestly, "They just killed so many of our disciples, they will definitely be on guard against Quanzhen Sect. If you go down the mountain in your Taoist robes, won't you become a sitting duck?"

Several people looked at each other. These people were also often in Chongyang Palace. Li Zhichang, who went down the mountain more often, always wore Taoist robes and didn't think there was anything wrong.

The Quanzhen Sect is one of the most prestigious and upright sects in the martial world. Wearing a Quanzhen Taoist robe is like a talisman, and both the black and white worlds will give you some convenience.

"With your experience in the martial arts world, it will be difficult to explain the matter clearly in a short period of time. Go back and change into ordinary clothes and reunite."

They were all fellow disciples, so Zhao Zhijing did not bother to waste time explaining in detail. Anyway, the head monk Ma Yu had personally instructed that he would lead the other six people down the mountain this time.

Seeing the senior brother's request, everyone was a little confused, but in Quanzhen Sect there was order of seniority, so they obeyed and went back to change their clothes.

"Get down the mountain! Get down the mountain!"

Seeing that the six people had changed into regular clothes, Zhao Zhijing waved his hand and the seven-man team officially set off.

The destination of this trip is Xianyang, so we will head west after descending Mount Zhongnan.

The seven of them were all experts in the Quanzhen Sect, and they all had certain accomplishments in internal strength and lightness skills, so they were quite fast and arrived at a small town before dark.

This town is the only way to Chongyang Palace and is usually protected by the Quanzhen Sect, so it is safer than other places.

These days, when you go out, you don’t even have a map with you, because selling maps is a capital crime.

So you only need to know the general direction of where you want to go, and you still have to ask along the way.

Seeing that the sun had already set, Zhao Zhijing thought it would be better not to travel overnight. Instead, he rested in the town for one night and set out again early the next morning.

"Uncle! Are you here for a quick meal or to stay overnight?"

The waiter at the inn in this town, seeing that the seven people were all wearing swords, knew at first glance that they were wandering people, so he hurriedly greeted them warmly.

"Three guest rooms, seven bowls of vegetarian noodles, and some sesame seed cakes and steamed buns."

Zhao Zhijing gave an order and the waiter went to do it immediately. The table in the inn was not big, so the seven people were divided into two tables.

"division"

Wang Zhitan, who was sitting at the same table, was about to speak when he remembered Zhao Zhijing's repeated reminders along the way about various underworld experiences that sounded a bit strange, so he swallowed the next word.

"Brother Zhao, there is no time to lose. Let's travel overnight to avoid missing the most important news."

Zhao Zhijing shook his head. "It's at least half a day's journey from here to Xianyang. It will be midnight when we arrive." "The gates of Xianyang City have been closed. We can only sleep outdoors. We don't have any experience in night battles. It would be too dangerous if we encounter an ambush."

In fact, apart from Huo Shigen, Zhao Zhijing was more worried about meeting Ouyang Feng, but he couldn't say this to everyone.

With the kung fu of seven people, it is not a big deal if they encounter zombies, and they also have a certain ability to deal with the root of trouble.

But according to Chen Zhiquan, Huo Shigen's target this time seems to be Ouyang Feng.

Although no one knows what they are planning, Ouyang Feng is someone who should never be provoked right now.

Seeing what Zhao Zhijing said, Wang Zhitan did not insist any more.

Both the head master, Uncle Ma Yu, and Uncle Hao Datong have warned us to be careful when we go down the mountain this time. Now that our senior brother has spoken, we should just obey his orders.

After a quick meal, Zhao Zhijing arranged guest rooms for several people, and then divided them into different orders for night watch before they all returned to their rooms.

Zhao Zhijing and Cui Zhifang lived in the same guest room, and he had to keep watch for the first half of the night.

After a simple wash, Cui Zhifang went to rest.

Zhao Zhijing sat cross-legged on a chair, entering a state of inner conflict.

On the way to this inn today, I saw a tavern selling cooked food along the street.

Braised beef, marinated mutton, pig heads and pig trotters are relatively easy to deal with.

There is a roast chicken that has just come out of the pan. It is golden in color and full of fragrance. It must be a fat chicken with crispy bones and tender meat, and it will ooze oil when you bite it.

It was as if two little men appeared in Zhao Zhijing's head, arguing with each other about whether or not to go eat chicken.

I want to eat it. I really want to eat it. I want to eat it now.

Normally, if you leave for a short while, eat the chicken and come back right away, there won't be any problems.

But according to past experience, trouble is most likely to occur in such minor details.

After he had eaten the chicken, he would probably come back and see that his six fellow apprentices had been slaughtered like chickens.

But if you don’t eat it, the roast chicken seems to be waving its wings, temptingly waving at you, making you drool.

If you add two ounces of wine.
It's true that the emperor is not as good as me.

Zhao Zhijing was feeling conflicted, while in another three-person guest room, Li Zhichang and a few others were also discussing in low voices.

Li Zhichang, Qi Zhicheng, and Wang Zhitan, these three were all disciples of Qiu Chuji and junior brothers of Zhen Zhibing.

"Brother Zhen followed Master to Shanxi to deal with the Red Snake Fairy Li Mochou. It has been more than three months now. I wonder why he hasn't returned yet?"

Li Zhichang was the second disciple of Qiu Chuji, and he was the leader of the three men. After hearing Qi Zhicheng's question, he pondered for a moment before slowly speaking.

"Master's martial arts skills are naturally higher than that of Li Mochou."

"It's just that the Ancient Tomb Sect's martial arts are very restrained against my Quanzhen Sect. But besides Master, there are three other uncles and uncles, so we will definitely not fail."

Qi Zhicheng agreed, "Brother Li is right. It won't be a problem to deal with Li Mochou. It's just that Master and Brother Zhen haven't been back to the mountain for a long time. I think Brother Zhao Zhijing has been highly valued by the head teacher recently."

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(End of this chapter)