I'm looking for fairyland alone

Chapter 82 Feng Baobao wants to bury someone
"The detour is a bit long, but fortunately there is no need to pass the guest room." Zhang Chulan pointed to the antique building with lights not far away and said, "That is the master's quiet room."

"Boss, are you waiting for me here? There are a lot of people here, if people see the big brother going up the mountain, it may be a bit troublesome."

"Go." Lu Zhen nodded and stepped back into the shadows.

"I'll be right back." Zhang Chulan ran to the quiet room.

The door over there was suddenly pushed open, and Zhang Lingyu, who was wearing a Taoist robe and long hair, came out of the quiet room.

Zhang Chulan greeted quickly: "Little uncle..."

Zhang Lingyu pretended not to hear, and closed the door behind her back.

"Little Martial Uncle, I'm not the one looking for you." Zhang Chulan said a little embarrassedly, "It was the Master who asked the Little Martial Uncle to bring me the few books he often read recently."

Zhang Lingyu paused for closing the door, then pushed the door open without saying a word, walked into the quiet room, and came out with a few books in her arms after a while.

"Thank you, little uncle!" Zhang Chulan took the books.

When the door was closed, Zhang Lingyu regarded Zhang Chulan as air and passed Zhang Chulan.

Zhang Chulan wiped the sweat from his forehead, feeling a little puzzled.

From the moment Zhang Lingyu saw him, she always looked like a gods and ghosts, and she liked to ignore him.

And it's only for him, and he's kind to everyone else, I don't know what's wrong.

But today I found out some clues from the two Taoist priests, Ye Xing and Ji Yun, but it was delayed again because of Lu Zhen.

Zhang Chulan thought about it, and decided to find an opportunity to ask why this little uncle didn't like him so much...

Lu Zhen watched Zhang Lingyu go away from a distance, and then turned to look expectantly at Zhang Chulan who was running.

"Just three." Zhang Chulan handed the books to Lu Zhen.

"Thank you." Lu Zhen solemnly took the three books with both hands, and glanced at them for a while.

The first book is the hardcover "Tao Te Ching". The book has turned yellow and the corners of the paper have been smoothed. It should be a book that the old heavenly master has read for a long time.

The second is the "South China Scripture", and the third is Guo Xiang's "Zhuangzi Notes". Both books are the same as the previous one, and it can be seen at a glance that they are books that the old heavenly master often reads.

Lu Zhen didn't understand what the old heavenly master meant for the time being, but after he read these books several times, he should be able to understand what the old heavenly master wanted to tell him.

"Then I'll take the boss down the mountain." Zhang Chulan walked the same way, "I can handle Luo Tian Dajiao for the time being, but if I encounter a hard problem, I hope the boss will help me!"

Lu Zhen didn't refuse: "Since I promised you, I will help you when needed."

Zhang Chulan breathed a sigh of relief: "Big brother said that, I feel more at ease. Every time this Luo Tianjiao advances to a round, the possibility of encountering a strong opponent is even greater. In fact, I may not even be able to beat my junior uncle." Winning, there is actually no certainty about winning.”

Lu Zhen suddenly said: "You will win."

His tone didn't fluctuate too much, but it gave off a sense of firmness, as if he had already determined that this was about to happen.

Hearing this sentence, Zhang Chu reacted for a while, then slapped his hands, and said clearly: "Oh, with the help of the boss, I will definitely win!"

Lu Zhen suddenly turned his head to look at the wall on the left.

"Zhang Chulan, so you are here. I have been looking for you for a long time." A light voice suddenly sounded.

Before the sound fell, the elusive Feng Baobao jumped down from the wall without making a sound, grabbed Zhang Chulan and was about to leave.

Zhang Chulan was stunned, and struggled subconsciously: "No, Sister Baoer, it's so late, what are you going to do?"

"Stop talking nonsense, come with me." Feng Baobao dragged Zhang Chulan and ran away.

"Hey, hey, hey, sister Bao'er, slow down, wait for me..."

"If you talk nonsense again, I will beat you."

Lu Zhen was a little speechless watching the two people running quickly in one direction, after thinking about it, he also followed behind them.

The more he walked, the more remote he was, and he had gradually moved away from the disciple activity area of ​​Longhu Mountain, and had penetrated into the nearby woods.

Feng Baobao's voice came faintly from the front.

"I saw that you were a little nervous when you knew your opponent during the day..."

"I heard that Feng Xingtong said that the opponent is a tough opponent..."

"I think you may fail in the next game..."

Lu Zhen arrived at their destination one step slower than the two.

Glancing at the scene, the corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably.

With his self-cultivation and restraint, he almost couldn't help laughing out loud.

A long-haired man was lying on his side on the ground with his mouth bound, and he kept "whooping" in surprise and anger.

It should be the Qingfu God Shan Shitong.

Beside Shan Shitong was throwing a shovel.

Zhang Chulan looked at the man on the ground and froze in place.

"So I'll help you get rid of the risk, isn't that what I'm here for..."

Feng Baobao stepped forward to pick up the shovel, stepped on the shovel, pointed his finger down, looked at Zhang Chulan and said, "Let's dig a hole and bury him here in a while. Leaking his head out won't kill anyone. After shopping around, no one will come here, we will come secretly to feed him later, it will be fine."

Her left hand made an OK gesture: "They always say I'm stupid, but I'm not stupid at all. Most of the time I'm very witty..."

Zhang Chulan's face was covered with black lines, tears streaming down her face, she lifted the boulder under her feet, gritted her teeth and said, "I'm witty, your grandma has a leg! If I can't beat you, I'll smash your witty head." !"

"How did you steal the shovel! How much do you like to bury people!"

"What if this big brother turns us in and reports us! Let's just get out of here! I've been busy all day, so why don't you let me be clean!"

"It's okay, he sued us and we didn't admit it." Feng Baobao said calmly, "I cleaned him up before releasing him, he has no evidence."

Zhang Chulan didn't listen to what Feng Baobao said, and had already untied the cloth strip tied around Shan Shitong's mouth, and was connecting the rope on Shan Shitong's body: "Brother! Don't be as knowledgeable as this idiot..."

Feng Baobao shouldered the shovel speechlessly: "Hey... why did you put it away..."

As soon as the rope was untied, Shan Shitong, who had accumulated a lot of anger, pushed Zhang Chulan away: "Go away, Zhang Chulan! I can't finish with this crazy woman!"

"A sneak attack knocked me out! What the hell!"

With a shake of the right hand, a yellow talisman appeared between the index finger and the middle finger, and the talisman in the dantian surged out under the blessing of anger.

Shan Shitong looked at Feng Baobao and put on a fighting stance, and said angrily: "Come on! Crazy woman! Don't you want to fight! Come here in an upright manner! Let you see how powerful I am as a green talisman!"

He looked at Lu Zhen who was standing behind Feng Baobao again: "No matter how many helpers you hire, you can go together! And you, Zhang Chulan! See if I, Qing Fushen, frown!"

Lu Zhen didn't have an eye to read on, hugged his book tightly, and retreated to the way he came without saying a word.

(End of this chapter)