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

Chapter 86 The local gang is so rude
After dinner, the first day down the mountain came to an end.

Zhao Zhijing instructed his disciples to stay in a room with three or four people, and after practicing, arrange the order of night duty and then rest.

He sat in the lobby of the inn and asked the waiter to serve him tea and peanuts.

About half an hour later, two figures sneaked out from the door of the store. The innkeeper was about to step forward to greet them, but was scared back by the two men's eyes.

"Excuse me, sir, is this the Taoist master of Quanzhen Sect in person?"

When Zhao Zhijing ordered his disciples to gather information nearby during the day, he discovered that a group of people in this town were secretly targeting him, but their methods were so crude that even his own disciples discovered it.

That's why I didn't go back to the room, I wanted to wait and see what tricks they had.

“So what if it is, so what if it’s not?”

Zhao Zhijing was peeling peanuts in his hand. He glanced at the two people slowly and saw that one had a bulging head and the other had a flat head. They looked somewhat similar, just like
Benboerba and Baboerben?
When the two heard him speak like this, they became even more unsure. Just as Xu Qinghao had found out, this town was the meeting point of the three surrounding underworld gangs.

There weren't any notable figures or forces in the town, and the three martial arts sects were unable to defeat each other, so they had been maintaining a three-way balance of power.

Therefore, the local ruffians had no choice but to exploit the merchants who had no background. Otherwise, if they could not pay the designated tribute every month, they would have to eat coarse food or even starve to death.

Today, I saw a group of Taoist priests coming to the town. Judging from their attire, they looked like Taoist priests from the Quanzhen Sect. They bought a lot of things and were very generous in their spending, which attracted the attention of this group of people.

Logically speaking, the three sects that could easily control them could also be easily controlled by the Quanzhen Sect. Even if they had ten times the courage, they would not dare to plot against the Quanzhen Sect's Taoist masters.

But nowadays, there are all kinds of people in the world. It is not uncommon for someone to buy a Taoist robe and pretend to be a disciple of Quanzhen Sect, or for any beggar to say that he is a disciple of Beggar Gang.

The only rare thing is fake monks. Anyone with a little common sense in the underworld knows that the gang of living ghosts called Huo Shigen specializes in killing monks. Real monks have to pretend to be bald when they go out to save their lives.

Moreover, apart from Zhao Zhijing, the others looked like teenagers at most. Never before had so many young Taoist priests appeared together.

Therefore, these two people were sent to investigate. If he was not a Taoist priest of Quanzhen Sect, then even if he made a fortune and collected enough tribute money, he could also enjoy a few days of luxury with big bowls of wine and big chunks of meat.

If you are unlucky and the person you are facing is indeed a Taoist priest from the Quanzhen Sect, then you should consider yourself unlucky. A few punches and kicks will be considered as apology, and the monks will always spare your life.

But Zhao Zhijing's ambiguous answer made the two of them puzzled. If it was yes, it was yes, and if it was no, it was no. What kind of answer was this?
"Master, please don't joke. My master is a Taoist priest and has told us to be respectful and ask about the background of anyone dressed as a Taoist priest passing by."

Looking at the smarter flat-headed guy, he made up a story: "If he is really an immortal master, then we should invite him home as a guest and treat him well."

Flat-headed man wanted to test the waters. If this man was really a Taoist priest from Quanzhen Sect, he would probably look down on these beggars.

After hearing this, Zhao Zhijing already had a rough idea of the situation. If he were alone, he could just send the two away.

But now his disciples were all around him, and from what he had gathered in the afternoon, the local gangs were not worth mentioning in terms of strength, and now it seemed that they were even quite rude.

Zhao Zhijing was clearly wearing the Quanzhen Taoist robe, which in itself was a proof of his fellow martial artists, yet these people still dared to come and make plans against him.

In that case, let’s use it to help my disciples level up.

"Since your master believes in Taoism, then I must be a true Taoist." "But there are seventeen of us here, including me. I hope your master won't go bankrupt, right?"

Zhao Zhijing's attitude made Bian Nao Ke even more confused. He couldn't tell the man's character. Thinking that he would be beaten if he couldn't pay the tribute in time, he simply gritted his teeth and took a chance on him!
"Master Dao, what are you talking about? My master is a wealthy man with plenty of mules and horses. Even if there are more masters, we can still afford to entertain them."

"Since you are willing to honor me, my brother and I will come to invite you tomorrow morning. Please don't change your mind."

Zhao Zhijing peeled another peanut and nodded, "Of course. Remember to ask your master to prepare more wine and meat. I am not a vegetarian."

The flat-headed one and the puffy-headed one went there timidly. Whether or not to take action would depend on whether they returned to report.

Zhao Zhijing saw that the two men's movements did not have any internal energy foundation at all. They must have relied purely on brute force and ruthlessness to bluff people. No wonder they were so incompetent.

After finishing this matter, Zhao Zhijing yawned, drank the tea in the bowl, stood up, stretched, and prepared to go back to his room to sleep.

Waiting for a good show tomorrow.

The next morning, the disciples originally thought that they would continue on their journey, but Zhao Zhijing asked everyone to have breakfast, prepare the things they were going to take, and then wait in the inn.

"You practiced martial arts in Chongyang Palace, and that was just a sparring match between fellow disciples. You knew there would be no danger, so you lacked the experience of fighting with real swords and guns."

"It's just a coincidence that the local gang you found out about yesterday, as well as the people who were secretly watching us, just happened to come to our door."

"When we get there, you will face opponents whose martial arts skills are low, and some of them have never practiced martial arts, but their ruthlessness can't be underestimated, otherwise you will suffer a great loss."

At this point, Zhao Zhijing couldn't help but think of Gang Leader Qiao Feng. He praised him with words of admiration and in his heart he felt inferior to him.

When the real fighting started, they were all beaten into pieces by him. This was all thanks to his practical experience and his inherent ruthlessness.

"Master, is it enough to just beat them back, or do we need to..."

Liu Qingxing wanted to ask whether they should kill them all, but he was afraid of scaring his fellow disciples and affecting their performance later, so he left the question unsaid.

"This is also up to you to decide. When you were gathering information yesterday, were you thorough enough? Can these people be killed? Should they be killed?"

The disciples looked at each other and found that Xu Qinghao, who was responsible for gathering information yesterday, had actually found out more clearly.

Most of these local ruffians make a living by extorting money from passers-by or merchants, or by working as lackeys for the rich and powerful.

Occasionally, they would engage in unprofitable business such as robbery, but I have never heard of anyone being killed.

"Master can protect you temporarily, but not forever. Some things must be faced personally in order to grow."

"This is a good opportunity. Before we take action, let's think carefully about what to do."

(End of this chapter)