As a genius, I am the weakest in my family?

Why would we need to cause trouble to these poor bandits?

"You do not understand!"

Chen Zhiming carefully put the twelve taels of silver he got from picking up the corpse into his purse.

Checked again.

Then he said slowly: "It's hot to handle the money given by others, only when you spend the money you earn yourself can you feel at ease.

Our Chen family has been poor for generations...

I’m afraid of being poor!”

Old Li's mouth twitched slightly: "Don't frame me, your grandfather is the brother of the founding emperor of the Tang Dynasty.

The only king with a different surname.

Everyone knew that he was a wealthy local tycoon, so how could he be short of money? "

"You won't understand."

Chen Zhiming sighed.

Looking towards the direction of Chang'an City, he said faintly: "The old man is rich, but who told him to have such an unreliable son?"

"Let's go. I heard there's a group of bandits in Yandang Mountain. They're very rich. Let's take a detour!"

......

Hejian, Tang Dynasty.

A sloppy man straightened the green hat on his head.

I looked up at the white snow on the upper floor.

His eyes were filled with reluctance.

The girl upstairs caught sight of the man and lifted her skirt slightly.

When the man saw this, his heart trembled slightly.

I unconsciously took a few steps forward.

Suddenly I noticed the disdainful look of the servant at the door.

Then I thought of my empty wallet.

Most of the anger in my heart was extinguished immediately.

He turned around and left without looking back.

As he walked, he murmured, "As expected, there is nothing good in the martial arts world. Only the girls' legs are okay!"

Not long after.

The man came to a pier.

Immediately, a boatman came forward and whispered, "Old dog, the matter you asked me to inquire about has been solved."

The man hurriedly asked, "What do you mean?"

The boatman whispered, “In the 927th year of Tianqi in the previous dynasty, there was a flood in Hejian. It was not God’s will but a demonic disaster!

There was a dragon who attained enlightenment. In order to enter the holy realm, he transformed himself into a dragon and led the water from a large lake to flood the river.

Resulting in the displacement of millions of people.

At that time, troubled times were approaching.

Some people attributed this disaster to the previous emperor's misconduct and said it was a disaster sent by heaven.

This led to the rise of the Taizu of the current dynasty.

I have been commanded by Heaven to destroy Yang Huo!"

The man frowned slightly: "What does this have to do with what I asked you to inquire about?"

The boatman shook his head and held up two fingers.

The man took out two silver coins from his pocket and handed them over.

The boatman then continued, "Legend has it that the dragon had already glimpsed the way of heaven.

Just one step away from becoming a saint.

Just when it was about to transform into a dragon, a great master of the human race came from nowhere and killed it in the wild.

That Grand Master is most likely the one you are looking for."

"Is your news true?"

The man patted the sword on his waist and said fiercely: "If it's not authentic, you have to return the money!"

"I make a living from this, would I sell you fake news?"

The boatman was very dissatisfied with the man's doubts: "The battlefield is in Yandang Mountain, you can see it yourself and know whether it is true or not.

But I advise you not to hold out too much hope.

It's been so long, even if there were any Taoist secret books, they would have been taken away long ago."

"Then I'll trust you for once!"

The man jumped onto the boatman's side boat and knocked on the side of the boat: "Come on, take me across the river!"

"okay!"

The boatman smiled and held up a finger: "It's only three cents to cross the river. It's a small business. No credit!"

......

Two days later.

On the Hejian official road.

The sloppy man had a chopstick on his waist and a dogtail grass in his mouth.

Riding a skinny horse.

Slowly following the caravan heading to Hebei County.

A penny can make a hero fall.

What's more, it's three coins.

After being rejected by the boatman with pity and indifference.

The man found a caravan.

He bluntly expressed his intention to hitchhike.

The makeshift caravan was probably in urgent need of cannon fodder.

I saw that he had a burly figure and was carrying a sword.

After only a slight hesitation, he was made the guard of the caravan.

Not only did he not pay a penny, he also made ten cents.

There was no one else in the caravan except him.

There are also two weaklings who don't fit in with the caravan.

A pale scholar and a haggard old man.

According to the scholar, the master and servant had fled from Hexi and were planning to go to Langya to seek refuge with their relatives.