Warriors

Or it is a word 'boat'.

"The constraints of all the ways are written by people, and they are also practiced by people. It is not necessary to find the way of the ancestors to hold the alchemy."

"As for me, Zhao Zhou, I'm not talented, although I'm only learning a small boat in the sea. But now that this 'boat' is complete, I can sail further and find the other side of my own mind."

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Chapter 80 Daoist Master and Relic

After thinking about it, Zhao Zhou waited for a few more hours, and went out of the courtyard to the inn, ready to find someone.

Now at five o'clock in the afternoon, there are also nine customers in the store, three tables of wine and food, and four of Zhao Zhou's 'buddy'.

And leaning on the table in the middle, there was a Taoist sitting alone at the table, and Zhao Zhou could see that he was also him.

"Thank you Boss Zhao for your hospitality." Seeing Zhao Zhou approaching, he also stood up and saluted, a little embarrassed and said: "But the poor Taoist still has some matters, I hereby apologize and resign."

The Taoist who spoke was the Qinghai Taoist, who was also an expert in eliminating demons. He killed four unformed "Bodhisattvas" in the plot, but was killed by the last "Bodhisattva".

Similarly, when he came here today, he heard that some strange things had happened in the Marshal's mansion, so he specially planned to go to investigate at night to see if it was a monster.

However, for the sake of those "Bodhisattvas" avoiding disasters and disasters, Zhao Zhou also asked Goatee and others to "wander" in the city during this period, and keep an eye on them all the time. When I happened to see them on the street, I immediately informed myself not to let them go to the Marshal's Mansion.

But if the Taoist doesn't come, or insists on going.

The goatee also knew what to do, even if he was on the street, he would always say that he shot him dead regardless of the reason.

Coincidentally.

This Qinghai Taoist passed by Zhao Zhou's inn at noon today, and was going to rest and eat, and then went to check again in the evening.The goatee who was also eating in the inn saw that Taoist Qinghai had an extraordinary bearing and did not look like a simple person, so he hurriedly reported to Zhao Zhou, which was regarded as avoiding this 'death disaster'.

Zhao Zhou also came out from the backyard, and specially met Taoist Qinghai. After guessing that this Taoist was the one he was looking for, he also regarded him as a friend and asked the back chef to serve him a banquet.

On the other hand, he went back to the backyard, saying that he was not in good spirits and wanted to rest.

The purpose is to drag him.

The cook is also a big man among the ten or so people accompanying Zhao Zhou. He is good at cooking, at least Zhao Zhou thinks it is delicious, not inferior to ordinary restaurant chefs, and this does not seem to be perfunctory.

And this Qinghai Taoist, seeing Zhao Zhou's kindness, really couldn't refuse.

It can also be described as reaching out and not hitting the smiling face.

Anyway, thinking about going there at night, he really sat in the inn all afternoon, ready to thank Zhao Zhou, and left.

now.

When the Taoist of Qinghai saw Zhao Zhou approaching, he didn't want to lose face to Zhao Zhou, and even took out a few silver dollars from his sleeve, as if he wanted to pay the bill.

"Boss Zhao, I really can't explain this matter, the poor way is..."

"Master Daoist, you are an expert, so money is out of your reach."

Zhao Zhou returned the gift, took out a jar of good wine on the wine shelf, and placed it next to his table full of food, "Besides, the wine and food are not finished yet, so it is indeed a bit of a waste."

"Boss Zhao, you're too polite. The food on this table will be served as soon as we finish. I can't finish it..." The Taoist chief couldn't help but laugh when he saw how hospitable Zhao Zhou was.If it wasn't for him being a cultivator, although he saw that Goatee and the others didn't look like good people, he felt that the owner of the inn had no malicious intentions, and there was no problem with the food, so he thought that something happened to him.

"Anyway, I didn't eat at noon, and I even ate together at night. If the Taoist leader doesn't mind, let's have a drink and leave after eating. Don't let the chef's heart down." Zhao Zhou said, seeing Qinghai Road Chang sighed a little, and then pointed to the guys with goatees dressed up by the guy next to him, "Especially with so many guys watching, if you leave, I'll be a bit embarrassed."

"This..." Daoist Qinghai was also held back by his own word 'face', let alone embarrassing Boss Zhao, whom he just met, and it was really difficult to answer.

In particular, he wasn't sure if the Marshal's Mansion was haunted, and he was in a bit of a dilemma, so he followed Zhao Zhou's words and sat down.

Seeing Zhao Zhou, he also asked Goatee to fill another pair of bowls and chopsticks, and poured two bowls of fine wine, one point and one push.

"Master, please."

"Please..." The Taoist smiled wryly, and saw that Zhao Zhou drank it in one gulp, so he drank it in one gulp.

And chatting and drinking.

About an hour passed, eight or nine in the evening.

When the Taoist master was dazed with a chopsticks of shredded pork to drink, he was so drunk that he suddenly lay down on the front, and with a "Hula", he pulled the bowls and chopsticks in front of him to the ground, and let the next one Several tables of guests who came looked sideways.

"The Taoist priest can't drink, so why drink too much?" Zhao Zhou also put the wine glass on the table, and asked the goatee to tidy up, "Prepare a clean room for the Taoist priest."

"Okay!" Goatee yelled like the waiter in the shop, and called a person, who carried the Taoist leader into the courtyard.

However, after they sent the Taoist priest to the house, they lit the lamps in the house, took out a pack of medicinal incense from their arms, and sprinkled it in.

"Daoist, Mr. Zhao has ordered you to sleep well today, and don't worry about anything." After the goatee sprinkled the powder, he closed the door and window, and let the person who came with him stay and watch, Just go back and return to life.

Also fell in this matter.

Zhao Zhou was still eating the table food and drinking the small wine in the inn, as if he was not drunk after a thousand cups.

The goatee who came out of the courtyard saw it, trotted two steps, and said softly: "Master Zhao, it's done."

"En. This can be regarded as saving the Taoist priest's life, so that he did not die in the hands of those monsters." Zhao Zhou held the food, and motioned for the goatee to eat with him, "After all, as the saying goes, saving people One life is worth building a seven-level pagoda."

"Yes, Master Zhao! You are right!" Goatee bowed and toasted, while chasing after him, "Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda!"

"Have a meal."

Zhao Zhou ordered some food with chopsticks, "After eating, don't leave any leftovers."

Done.

Zhao Zhou saw that Goatee's face straightened and he concentrated on eating. Then he drank another bowl of good wine, turned his head to look at the sky, and said to the monk who was counting today's income at the counter: "How long is it?"

"It has already been born." The monk adjusted his abacus, "about half an hour."

"Take someone, let's go." Zhao Zhou said, looking at the goatee who got up before he had time to swallow even though he finished the meal, and said: "Eat well, and take care of the Taoist priest by the way."

"Master Zhao..." Goatee shouted vaguely, saluted, and stopped talking.

Zhao Zhou left the inn with the monk and a few buddies, and walked straight towards the Marshal's Mansion.

Also waited until a group of people passed the alleys and intersections and arrived in front of the Marshal's Mansion.

It was already around nine o'clock in the evening.

But the strange thing is that there are no pedestrians in front of the gate of the Marshal's Mansion, not even those who usually pass by.

And this is also because of the "haunting" of the Marshal's Mansion. Basically, the nearby residents have heard a thing or two, and they would rather believe it or not.

What's more, the gate of the Marshal's Mansion is also wide open at this time, and the inside is deserted, even the lanterns are not lit, and everyone who looks at it is terrified.