Under one person: I, Zhang Zhiwei, the arrogant Zhang.

Chapter 531: Golden Escape, Wang Family Funeral

"Bao Yin?"

Wu Gensheng looked at the confident Zhang Zhiwei, was stunned for a moment, raised his fist, punched Zhang Zhiwei's chest, and said:

"Then my life and property will all depend on Brother Zhiwei."

"You are so brave. You always say that Erbi is a desperado, but I think you are the one!"

Zhang Zhiwei pulled Wu Gensheng's fist apart, raised his hand and slapped him in the chest with a flat palm, making him grimace and scream.

This was undoubtedly a huge gamble, but the others, not understanding their conversation, were confused.

"What is the Quanxing Sect Leader's Order? Why do we have to gamble our lives? How do we gamble? What are you guys talking about?" Lu Ci asked.

"Bilian, from the sound of your voice, it seems that you can restrain Quan Xing. But if Quan Xing can be restrained, he will no longer be Quan Xing. What are you going to do?" Lu Jin asked.

"You have been fighting Quan Xing for so long, but you don't know your opponent at all!"

Wu Gensheng shook his head and didn't explain much. After all, there was a big mouth in front of him and he would tell it later.

However, Master Jin Guang's expression kept changing.

At first, when he heard Wu Gensheng was going to use the leader's order, he was shocked and puzzled.

But when he heard Zhang Zhiwei say that he would guarantee a win, he was disdainful at first, thinking that he was just a braggart and was talking big without any real purpose.

Then, he thought of the other party's identity and deeds, and began to doubt again, wondering if the other party could really accomplish anything...

Even though Zhang Zhiwei was "arrogant" and seldom cared about others, he could see from all these things that this thin old man paid too much attention to him.

"Thin old man, what are you looking at?!"

Zhang Zhiwei turned his head to look at Master Jin Guang. His eyes opened and closed slightly, shining like stars, which made Master Jin Guang's eyes hurt as if they were pricked by needles.

Master Jin Guang had suffered a great loss at the hands of Zhang Jingqing. Although the boy in front of him was a junior, he had never underestimated the man because of his reputation.

"Oh no, this little calf's nose is going to cause trouble!"

Once bitten, twice shy.

Almost at the moment when Zhang Zhiwei looked over, Master Jin Guang raised his hand and threw a talisman over.

Once the talisman was activated, it turned into a ball of incomparably blazing white flame, rushing towards them with a scorching heat wave.

Lu Jin, Lu Ci and others were suddenly shocked and were about to use some means to resist.

Zhang Zhiwei stretched out his hand and dispersed the blazing flames.

Seeing that Zhang Zhiwei broke his specialty, the Divine Flame Talisman, with just one move, Master Jin Guang's face changed and he shouted:

"Since you can break my Divine Flame Talisman? You are also from the Talisman School, come on, try my Golden Light Divine Sword Talisman!"

Zhang Zhiwei stretched out a hand, with golden light on his palm. The meaning was very clear: come over here.

Then, they saw that the old man was holding a piece of golden talisman paper. With a shake of his hand, the talisman paper turned into golden light and wrapped around his body.

Zhang Zhiwei narrowed his eyes and realized something was wrong. He faced Master Jin Guang, bent his five fingers, and the sharp Qi flowed out from his palms, and he suddenly clenched his hands.

With a loud "boom", the place where Master Jin Guang was standing was crushed into pieces like a pile of sand, and a sharp wind wave swept across everyone's faces.

In the air wave, a golden light shot up into the sky and disappeared in full view of everyone, leaving only one sentence echoing in the air:

"Master, I will withdraw first. I feel uncomfortable when I see that little bull nose!"

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Master, now that you are gone, what shall I do… Wu Gensheng was looking at the direction where Master Jin Guang was going away, and said speechlessly:

"Brother Zhiwei, is your Tianshi Mansion so social?"

"What kind of society?" Zhang Zhiwei glared, "It was clearly that old man who started it first!"

"You always glare at people and ask them what they are looking at. Won't they scare them?" Wu Gensheng complained.

"This old man is too timid!" said Zhang Zhiwei.

"This old man is really timid," Lu Jin said in surprise, "By the way, where is the old man's golden sword talisman? Why don't I see it?"

"I saw the golden light, but not the magic sword!" said Lu Ci.

Lu Ren said, "This is clearly a feint to the east and attack to the west. The magic sword talisman is fake, but the escape is real. However, this person's escape method is amazing. He was able to escape from Senior Brother Zhang's palm power, and his speed was very fast. He disappeared in a flash. Senior Brother Zhang, the talisman in the world comes from Zhengyi. What kind of method is this?"

Zhang Zhiwei said: "Although the art of talismans originated from the founder of the Heavenly Master, it has been passed down to the present day and has been practiced by hundreds of schools. Each school of talismans has its own unique skills. I don't know what this method is, but the speed is indeed very fast. I wonder how far it can fly..."

Zhang Zhiwei looked at Wu Gensheng and said, "Bilian, you used the same method when you came here just now, right? Where did you come from?"

"I came from Fujian!" Wu Gensheng said.

"How long have you been walking?" Zhang Zhiwei asked.

Wu Gensheng took out a pocket watch from his pocket and looked at it:

"I estimate it will only take a few breaths of time!"

When these words were spoken, everyone was shocked. It was at least several hundred kilometers from Fujian to here. Even if they used armored horses, they would have to run non-stop for a long time. How could this old man be so fast in just a few breaths?

Zhang Zhiwei was also quite surprised at Master Jin Guang's methods, but he did not doubt their authenticity.

Although Wu Gensheng doesn't speak in a proper way, he is honest and sincere to others and doesn't like to lie. Since he said so, it must be true.

Another method similar to the Fire Escape of the Huo De Sect, and it is even more powerful than the Fire Escape.

Fire escape requires setting up fire in advance, and no one can be brought along, but this method has no such restrictions, and one can come and go as one pleases...

"A thousand miles in a blink of an eye, a world away, what a good trick!"

Zhang Zhiwei asked Wu Gensheng: "When this old man saw me, his expression was very unnatural. Does he have a grudge against me? Or does he have a grudge against my Tianshi Mansion?"

Wu Gensheng thought for a moment and said, "I don't know the specific grudges, but it seems that he suffered a great loss at the hands of your master. Once bitten by a snake, one will be afraid of the rope for ten years. You are too fierce, even more vicious than the master. How can he not run away?"

"Nonsense, how could I be more vicious than my master? To be honest, this old man shouldn't have run away. He suffered losses at the hands of my master, and I also suffered a lot at the hands of my master. We should respect each other and drink happily together!" Zhang Zhiwei said.

"I believe your lies!" Wu Gensheng said unhappily.

He was very sure that if Master Jin Guang had not run away just now, he would have suffered a terrible consequence.

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Wu Gensheng and Zhang Zhiwei reached an agreement, and after talking for a few more words, they had no intention of staying any longer, so they said goodbye.

However, before leaving, he reminded:
"Brother Zhiwei, I got a message that there is an elder of great seniority in Quanxing who seems to want to attack you, so you better be careful."

"Elder Quan Xing?" Zhang Zhiwei frowned. "Who is it?"

"I don't know who it is, I just know that he is of a very high generation and has a long history with the Tianshi Mansion!" Wu Gensheng said. Having a long history with the Tianshi Mansion... Zhang Zhiwei thought about it. As far as he knew, there were not many traitors who joined Quanxing in the Tianshi Mansion, let alone the old generation. However, there were some in the entire Zhengyi Sect, both the old and the young generations.

"You said the generation is very high, how high is it?" Zhang Zhiwei asked.

Wu Gensheng said: "He is older than the Master Jin Guang who just flew away."

That Master Jin Guang seems to be of the same generation as my master, older than him...

Zhang Zhiwei inexplicably thought of the Bat Wizard in his mind, but the Bat Wizard had already been thrown into the Demon-Suppressing Hall by his master, so it couldn't be him.

Wait... the image of the paper man that exploded before flashed through Zhang Zhiwei's mind.

At that time, he guessed that the paper man was most likely from the Japanese pirates, but after Wu Gensheng reminded him, he realized that it might be the elder Quan Xing who was of a very high generation that Wu Gensheng mentioned.

The reason why he took off his pants and farted, and controlled the ghost general who was also Quan Xing to deal with him, might be to hide his identity, or perhaps to test...

The elder Quan Xing, who is of a very high generation... has an old relationship with the Tianshi Mansion... is good at using paper figurines... and can control zombies... There are already a lot of clues, I will ask Master later... Zhang Zhiwei thought to himself.

After saying this, Wu Gensheng bowed and said goodbye to everyone.

Everyone bowed and said goodbye one by one, except Wang Ai, who looked at Wu Gensheng, pursed his lips, said nothing, and made no movement.

Ever since he met Wu Gensheng, his grandfather's voice, appearance and smile kept flashing in his mind, even though he knew that Wu Gensheng could not be blamed for his grandfather's death.

However, the other party's identity as the acting leader of Quan Xing still made him feel uncomfortable, and there was inevitably a gap between them. They no longer had the friendship they had forged when they went to Changbai Mountain together in Liaodong.

Wu Gensheng noticed this, but he didn't say anything. People with different beliefs cannot work together. He always knew that he and this little fat man were not the same kind of people.

The acquaintance in Liaodong was just a product of fate. It will be difficult for us to meet again in the future and it will be difficult to maintain the relationship.

Moreover, the old man’s death had nothing to do with him.

So, he didn't explain anything, just bowed to Wang Ai and turned away.

Looking at Wu Gensheng's leaving back, several people patted Wang Ai on the shoulder and then continued on their journey.

Five horses galloped across the mountains at a very fast speed, leaving a series of afterimages.

The journey was boring. On the way, everyone asked Zhang Zhiwei what the Quanxing Sect Leader's Order was.

This kind of thing was not a secret that could not be told, so Zhang Zhiwei explained it to everyone.

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On the other side, Wu Gensheng was walking on the road. A golden light came from the sky, turned into a skinny old man, and fell in front of him.

"Master, I thought you ran away and would never come back!" Wu Gensheng was overjoyed.

"I said I would give you a ride there and back, so I must keep my word!"

Master Jin Guang coughed a few times and sighed, "This little calf nose is really ruthless!"

"Are you okay?" Wu Gensheng asked.

Master Jin Guang took a deep breath, calmed himself, and said:
"With the Golden Escape protecting me, it won't be a big problem. But Master, do you really want to use the Master's Order?" asked Master Jin Guang.

"Of course it's true!" Wu Gensheng said.

"You are seeking your own death." Master Jin Guang frowned.

As an old Quan Xing, he undoubtedly understood Quan Xing. The reason why Quan Xing was Quan Xing was that they were unwilling to be restrained by others. Using the authority of the leader to force orders was tantamount to restraining them.

Before they joined the Quanxing, someone restrained them. After they joined the Quanxing, someone still restrained them. Then, wasn’t it a waste of time to join the Quanxing?
Therefore, no matter what orders the acting leader issues, even if they are beneficial, many people will be dissatisfied and vent their anger on the other party.

This is also one of the reasons why Quanxing has been without a leader for hundreds of years since Yao Guangxiao.

"How can you say it's a dead end?" Wu Gensheng said, "Didn't the little Taoist priest say it? We are guaranteed to win."

"If he says he will win, then he will definitely win?" Master Jin Guang said, "We also have to consider the resistance of our disciples. How confident are you?"

Wu Gensheng thought for a moment and said, "I think it's about 30% sure."

"You're still going to gamble even if you're 30% sure?" Master Jin Guang asked puzzledly.

"Why not gamble when you're 30% sure?" Wu Gensheng asked puzzledly.

Master Jin Guang pursed his lips and looked at Wu Gensheng:
"You're still talking about that kid, I think you're the desperado!"

Wu Gensheng shook his head and said, "There are some things I have no choice about, unless I stop being the head of Quan Xing Sect!"

"It's up to you. No matter what others think, I respect you. Where do you want to go?"

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In the Jiangsu and Zhejiang regions, there is Waterfall Mountain in Jinting Town, sixty miles east of Shengzhou City.

There has always been a saying that the calligraphy saint hid in a golden courtyard, and his descendants formed their own village.

Like the Wang family, the Lu family and the Zhuge family, they all lived in a village of their own, but it was different from the isolated Zhuge Village and the Lu Village which had little contact with the outside world.

Wangjia Village has a lot of exchanges with the outside world. From time to time, it holds calligraphy gatherings at Wang Xizhi's ancient residence, Jinting Temple, and invites scholars from all over the world to participate. In later generations, they even organized a calligraphy pilgrimage festival, so this place is relatively prosperous.

This time, the funeral of Old Master Wang was held at Waterfall Mountain in Jinting Town, which is also the location of the Wang family’s ancestral tomb. The calligrapher Wang Xizhi was buried here.

Because many members of the Wang family were investigating the whereabouts of the murderer Wu Man, the funeral was kept simple.

When Zhang Zhiwei and his party arrived, large and small wreaths were placed inside and outside the mourning hall. The names of Zhang Jingqing, Zuo Rutong and other leaders of various factions were among them.

In the mourning hall, people with white flowers on their chests deliberately lowered their voices when talking.

The head of the Wang family, dressed in white mourning clothes, personally greeted and saw off every guest who came to pay their respects. He spoke in a friendly and polite manner.

As soon as Wang Ai arrived at Wangjia Village, he was taken by the Wang family to change into mourning clothes. The person who was responsible for receiving Zhang Zhiwei was a short and fat middle-aged woman wearing plain white mourning clothes.

The short and fat woman nodded to Zhang Zhiwei: "Little Heavenly Master, we met last time in Changbai Mountain, do you remember?"

Zhang Zhiwei thought about it and shook his head: "Sorry, I forgot."

In fact, he didn't remember it at all. He had a photographic memory, and it was impossible for someone who had remembered to forget it.

The short and fat woman smiled awkwardly: "I am Wang Ai's aunt. I went to Changbai Mountain on behalf of the Wang family. Maybe there were too many people and the little Taoist didn't notice. You are here to pay your respects to my father, right? Come, I'll take you there!"

"Good work!"

Led by Aunt Wang Ai, Zhang Zhiwei and others entered the mourning hall. After greeting the head of the Wang family, they paid their respects to the body of Old Master Wang, and were then led by Aunt Wang Ai to arrange their seats.

It is worth mentioning that he was not assigned to the junior table, but to the senior area.

(End of this chapter)