A Tale of Encounters with Immortals: A Peach Blossom Temple in the Martial World

Zhang Zhengdao admitted that many fighting and killing incidents in the martial arts world are generally purposeful.

However, such accidental murders are not uncommon.

For example, someone like myself.

Typically, the male protagonist is slandered by rumors, then kills someone in a fit of rage, is subsequently scorned by people in the martial arts world, is then hunted down, falls off a cliff during the chase, cultivates skills such as the Nine Yang Divine Skill, the Nine Yin Manual, or the Sunflower Manual, and then takes revenge.

Unfortunately, I met myself.

“I am a righteous man,” Zhang Zhengdao rebuked. “What do you know about evil arts, you woman? Don’t the people of Linbin Town know who I am? Stop talking like a gossipy old woman and being annoying.”

Despite being reprimanded by Zhang Zhengdao, Sister-in-law Gui was actually relieved and nodded, "I still believe you."

He probably only believed about 50-60% of what he said.

He lost his appetite for drinking, casually downed five or six bowls of wine, paid the bill, and staggered onto the main street of Linbin Town.

The sunset glow shines on the Linbin River, making the water ripple. If two more rows of waterbirds were to fly by, it would surely be a scene of "the sunset glow and the lone egret flying together, the autumn water and the sky merging into one color".

At the dock, several women were washing clothes when they saw Zhang Zhengdao and called out to him.

"Master, I heard you've been practicing some kind of evil art, the kind that requires you to find women... What do you think of the one from the Wang family I'm introducing you to?"

"Don't talk nonsense, he's over thirty, a bundle of old firewood."

"Do you think I'm good enough...?"

"Haha, old lady, your dead husband has been dead for over ten years, and the drought has caused cracks..."

……

Zhang Zhengdao hurriedly took a few steps.

A burst of cheerful laughter came from behind me.

Zhang Zhengdao was also relaxed and could even joke with himself, which showed that the people of Linbin Town did not believe those so-called rumors in the martial arts world. It was really gratifying!

It was worth it to build up my old nest.

"Master Daoist—"

I had only walked a short distance when I heard a soft, panting voice behind me.

Zhang Zhengdao turned around and looked.

The pretty little girl, Lu Xiaohua, stood behind him.

He turned around, smiled, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Lu Xiaohua's face was flushed, and she looked a little shy, but her expression was very firm.

"I believe you!"

After saying that, the little girl turned around and happily skipped away.

What a lovely young girl, so pure-hearted and unaffected by the sordid minds of those江湖人 (jianghu people).

that's nice!

Looking back at Linbin Town, under the golden sunlight, the whole town looked like a watercolor painting, so beautiful that it was breathtaking. I couldn't help but hum a happy song and headed briskly towards Peach Blossom Mountain.

The road to Peach Blossom Temple was very short today; Zhang Zhengdao felt as if he hadn't walked more than a few steps before arriving.

It's a bit of a shame that I didn't get to stroll along this path.

As soon as we arrived at the entrance of the Taoist temple, the gate was tightly closed.

Zhang Zhengdao was taken aback.

No business today?

Thinking back on the way up, I really didn't encounter anyone.

Anger suddenly rose in my heart. I, the old man, have only been gone for a few days and have already made a mess of the business. Are these two spendthrift women, these troublesome devils, just sitting in the temple and eating away at our fortune?

Pushing open the door, there was no one in the main hall.

Then push open the backyard door.

"The master is back!"

A ghost floated over, gave a deep bow, and returned after a few days, addressing the ghost differently.

"Where are the other two?"

Zhang Zhengdao asked with a displeased expression.

The female ghost, Shu Baimei, was taken aback: "In the room! Master... those two women are angry. They already know about your affair."

Zhang Zhengdao angrily retorted, "What could possibly happen to me?"

"What about flirting with that bitch Ling!"

Zhang Zhengdao asked, "What kind of person is Fairy Ling?"

He was unfamiliar with the affairs of the martial arts world, and did not know who the famous figures in it were.

Shu Baimei pouted: "She was pretty when she was young. She liked to take off her shoes when she fought, showing her bare feet, thinking it was very pretty. She had little bells tied to her ankles with red ropes. They would jingle when she lifted her leg."

"You have this hobby?" Zhang Zhengdao's eyes lit up.

"Hehe, what do you think? She only does this when she's fighting with a man. Guess why she does it?" Shu Baimei still looked down on this so-called Fairy Ling.

"Interesting."

"master--"

Suddenly the door was pushed open, and two women rushed out, hands on their hips, looking aggrieved at Zhang Zhengdao.

The butterfly fairy Hu Yunying seemed very angry, her chest bulging as if it were filled with air.

"I can't stand that bitch Ling, who slanders the master like this. I'd rather kill her with my sword."

"Kill her with one sword!"

Behind him was Guo Lanying, who was playing the straight man, nodding vigorously.

Weren't you angry?

"I'm angry! I'm angry at that bitch! Why is she dragging my master into this?"

"Why!"

Guo Lanying, the straight man, nodded vigorously, looking indignant.

Zhang Zhengdao suddenly had a strange feeling.

Could this courtyard be the property of Grandpa Guo and Grandpa Qian?

"Master, please don't stop me!"

"Don't stop me!"

Zhang Zhengdao: "Alright, alright, let's stop and rest for a bit. What are you two doing crying about this in the room?"

Hu Yunying looked at Zhang Zhengdao strangely: "Are we supposed to be crying for Master in the room? Isn't that obvious? You're still alive and well. Master has been slandered outside, so naturally we have to get revenge."

"Get your revenge!"

Zhang Zhengdao sensed something was wrong: "Something's not right, I feel like something's off."

"I'm going to kill her!"

"Kill her!"

Zhang Zhengdao angrily said, "You two are like parrots, one parroting the other, aren't you? By the way... why haven't I seen a single worshipper? Why is there no sound today?"

I finally realized why something was wrong.

After all that promotion, business was booming before we went out, but why did business stop after we went out?

Accountability is imperative!

"Hu Yunying——"

"Master..."

Hu Yunying plopped down on the stool, pulled a handkerchief from her waist to wipe her tears with one hand, and slapped her thigh with the other, preparing to wail a couple of times.

Listen and look.

Is this the famous Butterfly Fairy Hu Yunying? Is this the fairy who makes all the bosses and senior brothers in the martial arts world drool?

"speak nicely!"

Zhang Zhengdao gave a stern rebuke.

Hu Yunying shut her mouth, still feeling wronged.

"Our sword is missing."

"What? Qin Shouzhong's treasured sword, Mirror Moon?" Zhang Zhengdao was shocked.

Hu Yunying said, "That night... it was dark and windy..."

"Keep it simple, I'm going out for a bit, and you're going to Deyun Society for further training, right?" Zhang Zhengdao said irritably, throwing away his sword.

Hu Yunying: "On a dark and windy night, the precious sword disappeared."

Concise and concise.

"End?"

"It's over!"

Zhang Zhengdao stuck out a finger and poked her forehead. Without bothering to scold her, he quickly calculated with his fingers and immediately snorted; it turned out the person really had been stolen.

"The old boss of the moon in the mirror came over."

Zhang Zhengdao squinted as he spoke.

"You mean Sword God Qin Shouzhong stole it?" Hu Yunying thought about it and realized that made sense.

She was already a Grandmaster, so the only person who could steal the sword right under her nose was a Great Grandmaster. However, influenced by her preconceived notions, she always thought that Qin Shouzhong had gone to find his green-haired wife, and Hai Tianfu had returned to Lingzhou, and that there was no one in Linbin Town with a higher cultivation level than her.

So I thought about it for a long time but couldn't come up with an answer.

"I see, that makes sense."

"That makes sense!" Guo Lanying didn't forget to give a compliment.

Zhang Zhengdao remained silent.

Isn't this obvious? Even if this woman is a poor student, could her logical thinking be this bad? How did she develop such martial arts skills?

"I'll write an arrow letter."

Guo Lanying: "Write a letter!"

Zhang Zhengdao's face turned dark.

It was Hu Yunying, the master, who was very sensible. She quickly brought over a tray with paper and pens.

Zhang Zhengdao wrote on the yellow paper:

A message to Qin Shouzhong:

If the moon in the mirror is not returned within two days, I will take your head.

Zhang Zhengdao.

It was folded into the shape of an arrow. With arms outstretched, as if drawing a bow and shooting an arrow, he uttered, "Swift—"

With a sudden release, the note in his hand vanished into the clouds.