Seeing the clouds

Chapter 12 The Back of Eleven
Zhao Chen trotted and jumped along the way, like a cat.His mind was filled with thoughts about what happened in the previous hour, and the more he thought about it, the more unreal and unbelievable he felt.

Of course, despite his bad luck, Zhao Chen was still very happy inside.In fact, he doesn't like the word shit luck. He has stepped on so many shit along the way, but nothing like this has ever happened. It seems that God is still quite favoring him.

When Zhao Chen was still immersed in his inner world, he didn't realize that Zheng Biao's bun shop had accidentally appeared on his route.

After a while, Zheng Biao was cleaning up the shop. When he saw that he was about to finish cleaning up, a cleanly dressed young man appeared and walked past him as if nothing had happened. He even looked a little happy.

Although Zhao Chen's temperament changed drastically at this time, Zheng Biao still recognized at a glance that this clean young man was the little beggar before.Zheng Biao frowned and tilted his head a little strangely.Of course, he was not wondering why the little beggar was so neatly dressed. He was wondering why the little beggar walked past him with a satisfied look on his face and didn't even look at him. Wasn't the purpose of his coming here to find himself? ?

The more Zheng Biao thought about it, the more he couldn't figure it out. He didn't know what Zhao Chen had gone through before. Seeing that the little beggar was about to leave, Zheng Biao couldn't help but call out: "Hey, kid."

This rough voice instantly interrupted Zhao Chen's thoughts. He habitually looked towards the direction where the voice came from. Zheng Biao's face with the word "strange" written on it appeared in his field of vision. Zhao Chen and Zheng The moment Biao's eyes met, Zhao Chen knew that he was doomed today.

It's really sad.

Zhao Chen's originally happy heart suddenly fell to the bottom, and his voice even trembled due to despair and fear: "Big...big...master."

He subconsciously wanted to run, but recalling Zheng Biao's previous strength, he knew that all the resistance he would do next would be in vain, and how desperate he was.He began to feel annoyed and annoyed at himself for getting carried away. Why couldn't he calm down and choose the right route?
"I'm so stupid! Why on earth did I take this road... It's good now, I'm afraid I'll never see my eldest brother and my second brother again." He thought in his heart, and tears gradually filled his eyes, and he was filled with lust. weep.

But it was precisely because of Zhao Chen's sudden change in expression that Zheng Biao couldn't understand it even more. He rolled his eyes upwards and couldn't figure it out. He couldn't help but muttered: "What kind of drama is this kid singing to me?"

Zhao Chen looked at Zheng Biao frowning and muttering to himself, ignoring him at all. Suddenly he felt a little strange, so he tentatively asked in a low voice: "Uncle?"

When Zheng Biao heard this, he replied angrily: "Sir, what are you doing? Why are you here so late? Hurry up and help me clean up the stall."

Zhao Chen had already accepted his fate and was ready to die, but Zheng Biao's slightly ferocious tone made him stunned. In his impression, Zheng Biao was a smiling tiger. The more he smiled and laughed, the more sinister he looked, while Zheng Biao looked more sinister. Biao was humiliated by him in the morning, but now he didn't immediately attack and kill him. This was a bit abnormal. Could it be that he had a chance of survival?
Zhao Chen reacted quickly and immediately walked towards Zheng Biao and replied in a low voice: "Here you come, uncle."

When Zhao Chen walked up to Zheng Biao, Zheng Biao had no intention of taking action. He just picked up a stack of steamers and handed them to Zhao Chen, gesturing for his help to take them into the store.Zhao Chen naturally did not dare to refuse, so he took the steamer and walked into Zheng Biao's shop with a feeling of luck.

When he walked into Zheng Biao, the scene inside was beyond his expectation - originally, he would have thought that the shop of Zheng Biao, a murderous evil man, would always be cold and bloody, but it turned out that Zheng Biao's shop was clean It was bright and bright, and all kinds of things were neatly placed. They didn't see the corpse they said was about to be made into human meat buns. Instead, there was a fresh cow leg hanging on the south wall.

He put the steamer away and stood there looking around. Not long after, Zheng Biao came in with something in hand. Looking at Zhao Chen's curious face, he didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so he coughed lightly.

When Zhao Chen heard Zheng Biao's cough, he suddenly jumped up and stood still without moving. Then he slowly turned around and looked at Zheng Biao, forcefully put on a smile that was uglier than crying, and said :"uncle……"

Zheng Biao looked at Zhao Chen's pitiful appearance in front of him and finally couldn't help but laugh: "You kid, don't think so wildly. If I really wanted to take action, would I wait until now?"

Zhao Chen was overjoyed at this reversal and asked excitedly: "Master, is it true?"

Seeing the young man's cute reaction and the fact that he hadn't communicated so closely with someone for a long time, Zheng Biao suddenly wanted to tease the young man. He immediately put away his smile and said seriously: "Of course it's fake."

Zhao Chen, who was still ecstatic just now, suddenly fell to the bottom again, and he said pitifully with a sad face: "Uncle..."

Zheng Biao burst out laughing: "You are so cute, kid. Forget it, I'll spare you."

Zhao Chen let out a sigh of relief, thinking that the ups and downs of life are really unpredictable.

Zheng Biao put down the things in his hands and asked, "Can you make noodles?"

Zhao Chen shook his head.

Zheng Biao stretched out his hand and said, "Come here, I'll teach you."

Zhao Chen naturally walked over.

Zheng Biao then taught Zhao Chen the method of kneading noodles in detail. Zhao Chen was clever and skillful and could learn it as soon as he learned it, which made Zheng Biao think highly of him.While Zheng Biao was making noodles, he said to Zhao Chen who was also making noodles: "Help me finish making the buns for sale tomorrow, and then you can go back." Zhao Chen nodded.

After making the noodles, Zheng Biao motioned for Zhao Chen to take a rest. He went over and took off the fresh beef leg on the wall, and then started to chop the meat.

Zhao Chen sat on a bench nearby, swinging his calves back and forth in the air, looking intently at Zheng Biao who was chopping meat not far away.After a while, he whispered: "Uncle."

Zheng Biao didn't look back: "Who is your uncle? Don't get close to me."

Zhao Chen heard that Zheng Biao was not angry, so he continued boldly: "Uncle, didn't they all say that you sell human flesh buns? Why didn't I see human flesh?"

Zheng Biao then laughed and said, "What, you want to eat human meat buns?"

Zhao Chen immediately shook his head like crazy: "No, no, no, no."

Then both of them fell into silence. Zheng Biao was chopping meat, and Zhao Chen was sitting on the bench with his head lowered, not knowing what he was thinking.

After Zheng Biao finished chopping the meat, he started to teach Zhao Chen how to make steamed buns. Zhao Chen learned quickly and made the buns well. However, apart from teaching, Zheng Biao did not say anything else, and Zhao Chen did not dare to speak. Until the two of them After finishing tomorrow's buns, Zheng Biao said, "You can go back."

Zhao Chen asked cautiously: "Then do I still need to come tomorrow?"

Zheng Biao didn't look at him and simply replied: "It's up to you."

When Zhao Chen saw this, he stopped talking and walked out of the bun shop. He looked back and recalled the scene he had just experienced. It was really a strange feeling in his heart.

Wang Xuechang and Zhang Yuechu were still chatting in the room, but they estimated that Zhao Chen should be back soon, but there was still no movement outside the door. Both of them began to become a little anxious. Zhang Yue said: "Brother, what's taking so long, third brother?" Haven’t come back yet.”

Wang Xuechang was actually very anxious, thinking that he shouldn't have let him go back alone at that time. If something happened, he would really regret it.But when he saw Zhang Yue's appearance, if he acted anxious again, then the two of them would really be concerned and they would be in trouble.

So Wang Xuechang thought about it and comforted him: "Second brother, don't panic. I have already gone to the Yamen to say hello to Mr. Lei Bantou. I think Zheng Biao will not do anything radical again. I guess three I have some old acquaintances in Guan, and I thought that after this time, I might not be able to see each other again in the future, so I said goodbye."

Zhang Chuchu sat on the bed, thought carefully, and felt that Wang Xuechang's analysis made sense.Suddenly, people felt much more relaxed, and they no longer worried about Zhao Chen, and continued their conversation with Wang Xuechang: "I wonder where brother sleeps at night?"

Seeing that he was relieved, Wang Xuechang stopped thinking about it and said with a smile: "My room is next door, and most of the clothes and belongings are placed in my own room."

Zhang Yue nodded: "That's very good, but brother, you and I are of the same figure. I may have to ask you for some clothes when the time comes. When the time comes, I will leave seclusion and go east. I think it would be more appropriate to change my identity." Wang Xue Chang naturally understood what he meant and continued to smile: "Second brother, don't worry about such trivial matters. I will get some clothes for you to change into later. By the way, I will also give you my bookcase. Second brother is very elegant." , changed his clothes, put his bookcase on his back, and pretended to be a scholar on a study tour. Just by looking at his appearance, passers-by would be able to believe it."

Just as Zhang Yue was about to thank each other, he was interrupted by Wang Xuechang: "Second brother, you and I are brothers with different surnames. Why should we thank each other for such a trivial matter? I heard before that my second brother studied martial arts with General Li Muzhi. Let's see you and Zheng Biao." There is really nothing wrong with his stance during the fight, but it's a pity that his level is a bit low. If the second brother really had the second level at that time, and matched it with your good sword, Zheng Biao might not be able to get any benefits. But then again Speaking of which, the second brother was able to reach the second level as soon as he started practicing martial arts. To be honest, if I hadn’t seen it with my own eyes, I would have found it hard to believe it. I don’t know how the second brother did it. If he really understood it on his own, then congratulations to the second brother. Brother, given time, the revenge you talk about will become a piece of cake for me."

After Wang Xuechang finished speaking, Zhang Chuchu explained in detail how Li Muzhi transferred his Qi to him, how he narrowly escaped death, and how he later met Xu Luzhi and the horse thief. Xu Luzhi gave him a knife and killed the horse thief to stabilize his aura. The only omission was The only one left is the jade seal of the Northern Han Dynasty.

After Wang Xuechang listened quietly, he naturally understood how Zhang Yue broke through so quickly. However, he was originally worried that he would not be able to provide some help in Zhang Yue's martial arts journey. Now after Zhang Yue explained, he remembered that he had encountered The contemporary "Walking in the World" in Zhi'an Temple. After the two talked, the middle-aged monk with a big belly smiled and gave him a few scriptures and secret books. This time was very suitable for Zhang Yue, and he had to sigh that God was really helping his second brother.

However, the secret scriptures were not placed in the book box that he brought with him, so Wang Xuechang told Zhang Yue to go back to his room to get something, and brought his clothes along the way, and asked Zhang Yue to wait for a while.

Zhang Yue nodded naturally and said yes.

Wang Xuechang stood up and left the room. Zhang Chuchu began to recall the fight scene between himself and Zheng Biao, vaguely replaying the scene in his mind, but naturally there were no clips of him "rolling his eyes". Wang Xuechang's movements It was also quick. In less than half a stick of incense, he walked into the room with books in hand and clothes in his arms.He put the clean clothes on the table, took the books and walked back to the bed, and said: "Although I don't practice martial arts, I still have some research on martial arts. The second brother's realm is in a sense It was stolen from others, not comprehended by oneself. Although this starting point is very high, subsequent improvement will immediately encounter a bottleneck. Unless you can figure out the key to improving your realm, even with the help of the sword, the second Brother, your level of improvement will be very slow in the short term."

Zhang Yue was a smart man, so he could naturally understand what Wang Xuechang said. He looked at the book in Wang Xuechang's hand, did not speak, and waited quietly for the next sentence.

"I once met a kind, fat monk. He knew that I loved martial arts, so he gave me several secret scriptures. The three books here are "Little Vajra Fist", "Qimen Sword" and "Silent Sutra".' Although the "Little Vajra Fist" is not as fierce as the "Big Vajra Fist", it is better than the "Little Vajra Fist". Although the second brother uses a sword, the necessary boxing skills are also needed for self-defense. I think the second brother's martial arts does not rely on strength to win, so "Little Vajra Fist" "Vajra Fist" can be said to be very suitable for the second brother. The same is true for this "Qimen Sword". The "Qimen Sword" is sometimes fast and sometimes slow, and the changes in the sword are endless. Although the damage is not as good as many other sword techniques, it is Normally, this is the best way to defeat the enemy without taking other people's lives."

"The last one is the "Silent Sutra". Although the "Silent Sutra" is just a simple Buddhist scripture rather than a martial arts secret book, Buddhism has a closed mouth. The former "Gatekeeper" of Zhi'an Temple was in this "Mu Sutra". He realized this closed-mouthed meditation in the "Silent Sutra" and did not speak for 42 years. When he spoke again, it was the day when he passed away. It is said that on that day, the entire Sutra Pavilion was filled with the sound of Buddha, and the entire Mahavira Hall was filled with thousands of people. Buddhas are contending, and countless people have gained faith in Buddhas in just one day. It is a pity that we did not see such a wonder."

"Second brother, you are currently following a martial arts path that relies on fighting to support fighting. But to be honest, it will not help you much in martial arts. Second brother, you are not lacking in actual combat experience. If you can understand this closed-mouthed saying, it will also help you stabilize your state. Well, whether it is absorbing the energy from the saber, it will be a great help. And my second brother is not bad at understanding, I think it will not be difficult to understand the mysteries in these three books."

After Wang Xuechang finished speaking, he handed the three secret scriptures to Zhang Yue. Zhang Yue took the three secret scriptures and did not open them immediately. He just gently touched the covers of the three books with his hands. Wang Xue sang after seeing it. His face was filled with relief.

Wang Xuechang stood up and said, "I'm going out to see if I can find my third brother. When I come back, I'll help you buy some items you need for your trip. Second brother, don't think too much and rest up."

Zhang Chuchu nodded: "Brother, go early and come back early."

Wang Xuechang walked towards the outside of the room. When he opened the door, he suddenly stopped and turned around and said, "I asked the waiter to stew a bowl of chicken soup. I think it will be served soon. Don't forget to drink it." .”

Zhang Chuchu: "Brother, don't worry."

Wang Xue said "Okay", closed the door and went out.

Zhang Chuchu looked at the secret book in his hand, then looked at Yu Gong not far away, sighed, and didn't know what he was thinking.

Wang Xuechang stopped in front of Zheng Biao's bun shop. The bun shop was naturally closed. Wang Xuechang's face was serious, without the smile he had when talking to Zhang Chuewue and Zhao Chen before. He took a few steps and arrived in front of the door. , raised his right hand, stretched out only one index finger, bent it, and knocked on the door. "Dong dong" twice, one light and one heavy, just right.

After a while, footsteps were heard in the house: "Who is disturbing the peace in broad daylight?"

Although Wang Xuechang was scolded as "the son of a turtle and the grandson of a turtle", he was not angry. He still waited for Zheng Biao to open the door with a serious face.

Zheng Biao opened the door and yawned, his face even a little sleepy.Zheng Biao was puzzled. There were not many people buying buns in the morning, let alone in the afternoon.Besides, even if he really wanted to eat steamed buns until he died, no one in Yumen Pass would dare to disturb Zheng Biao while he was resting.

As soon as the door opened, the white-robed scholar whom Lei Ming called "an extraordinary background" who he met in the morning was standing in front of him with a serious face. He was even more puzzled: What happened today? Why did such a person come here? None of them followed the script. Could it be that this pretty boy with a scary background came to me for revenge?That's not right. I didn't do anything to him this morning, so I can't do it.

Zheng Biao frowned: "Why is it you, a pretty boy again? What are you doing here?"

Wang Xue sang straight to the point: "Where is my third brother?"

Now Zheng Biao was really puzzled to the extreme: "Who is your third brother?"

Wang Xue sang: "Little beggar."

After hearing the words "little beggar", Zheng Biao suddenly realized: No wonder this pretty boy came to me with a serious look on his face. It turned out to be for that little beggar.

Zheng Biao did not answer directly, but joked, "Have you become sworn friends with Jinlan so quickly? It seems that the boy with the sword is your second brother. You two really have the same chemistry."

Wang Xuechang retorted word by word: "It's about sympathy."

"Okay, okay, if you feel sorry for each other, just feel sorry for each other." Zheng Biao waved his hand, "That kid did come to my place."

"What about people?"

Zheng Biao was happy: "Human? I made it into steamed buns. They are in the house. Do you want to try them?"

Wang Xue sang in a calm tone: "I really don't have time to joke with you about this matter. If the person is here with you, I will give you half a stick of incense time and let him go quickly. If you have already done this to him What..." Wang Xuechang did not continue, but his aura suddenly rose.

Zheng Biao felt the aura that completely overshadowed his own. Zheng Biao knew that his previous guesses about this pretty boy were very accurate. Lei Ming really did not lie to him. He was really glad that he did not take action against him at that time. Otherwise, today Really frustrated.

Zheng Biao raised his head twice in a row, closed his eyes at the same time, and said helplessly: "Okay, okay, it's broad daylight, please calm down your momentum. That kid did come to my place, and I asked him to help me get what I need tomorrow." I sent him back after he finished making the buns for sale, and I really don’t know where he has gone now.”

Wang Xuechang was slightly skeptical: "Is it true?"

When Zheng Biao saw Wang Xuechang doubting his words, he naturally became impatient: "Now that we have reached this point, does it make sense for me to lie to you? Are all you scholars like this?"

Knowing that Zheng Biao did not trouble Zhao Chen, Wang Xuechang naturally let go of the stone in his heart. He breathed a sigh of relief. After listening to Zheng Biao's words, he knew that his attitude had been wrong before, so he half-bent and bowed to apologize to Zheng Biao. : "I'm sorry, I was unreasonable before, but the safety of my third brother is indeed of great importance to me. I ask for your understanding, Brother Zheng."

Zheng Biao waved his hand: "For the sake of your sincere apology, grandpa, I won't argue with you, a pretty boy. If you have nothing else, just leave as soon as possible." After saying that, he turned around and walked into the house. "But for that little beggar to be able to find a sworn brother like you, it's really a blessing. I don't know if he has gained this blessing over many years."

Wang Xuechang cupped his hands and said, "Farewell", then turned and left.

Zheng Biao suddenly stopped, looked back, glanced at Wang Xuechang's leaving figure, and turned around and said softly.

"Brother...the pretty boy's back looks very much like you...back then."

(End of this chapter)