It’s too difficult to cultivate immortality, so I used a strange beast to clone myself into a Taoist

Chapter 55 Before departure
  Back in the yard, Li Qinglin packed his luggage, carrying a long bow on his back and a bulging quiver on his waist.

After a while, four or five tenant servants carried tiger-headed beheading knives and tremblingly stepped across the threshold.

Li Qinglin's eyes lit up when he saw this, and his body moved like a breeze blowing across the water.

When he opened his eyes again, he saw that the Tiger-Tied Beheading Knife had fallen into Li Qinglin's hand. Feeling the heavy strength and cold blade surface, Li Qinglin became more and more happy as he watched.

This knife finally fell into my hands!
  Li Qinglin felt as if his thoughts were clear and what he had been thinking about was finally completed.

The spirit should be a little more mellow.

Several tenant servants were dumbfounded when they saw that Li Qinglin picked up this large sword weighing hundreds of kilograms and waved it with great force.

They bowed their hands in fear and immediately left.

After happily testing the decapitation knife for a moment, Li Qinglin used the double-ear hanging method, passed a rope through the tiger's mouth of the knife handle, and wore it on his waist so that he could pull it out at any time.

Fortunately, Li Qinglin is much taller now, otherwise the beheading knife would have to be dragged across the floor.

Li Qinglin looked at the sky.

He had a premonition in his heart that after serving this time and returning to the royal residence in the future, it would be the time to turn against Tiangang and redeem his life contract.

Donkey Face, Xiao Liu...

Familiar faces appeared in my mind.

Li Qinglin had a complicated look on his face. After thinking about it, he headed towards the wing in the middle courtyard.

Master Fu taught him swordsmanship and bow shooting, although it was for a purpose.

But in a sense, Master Fu could indeed be regarded as his mentor. Whenever he had any doubts, he would explain them carefully without hiding anything.

For both emotional and rational reasons, he should make a special trip to say goodbye.

But when Li Qinglin arrived at the wing, Master Fu's residence, he knocked on the door for a long time but no one answered.

A maid passing by said that Master Fu had left the house a few days ago and was nowhere to be found.

Across the tall red wall, Li Qinglin glanced at the empty yard, which also contained wooden targets filled with arrow holes.

His thoughts were flying, recalling the scenes of hard training in martial arts over the past few months.

Li Qinglin withdrew his gaze, held the handle of the knife, and took a long breath.

As the turbid air breathed out, Li Qinglin was like a sleeping tiger with his eyes open.

His eyes were shining brightly, like an electric snake flashing, and his whole bones made a crisp sound. He stood upright and held the knife, and an unparalleled aura came out.

Study hard to kill, waiting for the weather to change.

Does anyone dare to try the knife?

……

Half a day later.

Donkey Lian and Hong Cuicui pushed open Li Qinglin's courtyard door, packed with bags.

But I saw that there was no one in the courtyard or house.

There was only a note left on the table by the window——

I'm leaving. Please tell my mother and don't think about it.

The handwriting is clean and clear, without any hesitation.

Donkey Face looked at the note blankly, put down the gift prepared for Li Qinglin, rushed out of the door, and looked around anxiously.

But there was no trace of Li Qinglin.

After asking around and the nursing home, no one knew where he was going.

It was only said that Li Qinglin had gone to work early to attend to matters.

Donkey Face was stunned, and suddenly remembered something. He hurriedly went to the middle courtyard to find Wang Meng, asked for a warrant to leave the house, and hurried towards the outer city.

……

Huabu Street.

After enduring another winter, the old market leader put on the newly purchased high-quality quinoa and patrolled the bustling Huabu Street.

The subordinate following closely behind him was a new face.

"The chief is here? My family has newly brewed a batch of pine mash spring. The chief must come and try it when you have time!"

The leader held his staff and smiled: "You are serious. Set up a stall and sell cloth, and don't neglect the customers."

The leader didn't take a few steps when someone else said hello.

"Old assembly leader! Lao Xu from Cloth Village in the outer city came to me and asked for a batch of spring silkworm cloth. Do you think I should accept it?"

When the director heard this, he smiled and scolded: "If there is business coming to your door, there is no reason not to do it! Make good cloth, don't let me get in trouble!"

After patrolling the street for a quarter of an hour, inspecting stall after stall, the chief finally sat back down at the Eight Immortals Table with some fatigue, squinted his eyes and took a sip of tea. The tea tastes bitter in the mouth and has a sweet aftertaste in the stomach, and a long and comfortable snort comes from the back of the nose.

He lay back and said to his men in a neutral tone,
  "Lao Zhang, who just said he brewed Song Fen Chun, will move his stall to a place at the end of the street where there are few people in a few days. He sells coarse silk, so in front of his stall, arrange for several more shops to also sell coarse silk. of."

Hearing this, the subordinate was stunned for a moment and asked strangely,

"Commander, what's going on? Did Lao Zhang offend you?"

When the commander heard this, he looked at the man angrily and said,
  "Learn from the cleverness of Ah Xi back then! That old Xu told everyone about his home-brewed wine, but he didn't take the initiative to bring a few jars to me, clearly thinking that I would refuse!"

The leader turned around and continued: "The guy selling spring silkworm cloth just now, um, he has a good attitude. When he finds a way out, he will not forget about me. I will go to his stall to pick out some pieces of spring silkworm cloth and send them to Luqi Gang to take a look. Do you guys want to buy more?"

This person seemed to understand, and nodded one after another.

The commander sighed helplessly, suddenly thought of something, and asked instead,
  "Why didn't you see Widow Li setting up a stall just now? That's strange."

After hearing this, the man thought about it and replied,
  "Oh, is it the extremely ugly Li Xianshi?"

"It seems that her eldest son is going to serve in the pioneer service. She hired a porter and found out that Wang Zhai will leave the city from Ximen this time. The whole family went to the city gate to wait to see him off."

The commander frowned slightly when he heard this.

A few days ago, the military patrol shop on the alley passed down the list of people who need to serve in the pioneer service in each street and alley to verify the number of soldiers serving.

Xu is the commander. He is unlucky. The number of servicemen in Huabu Street is just one less than the 'excellent' rating.

The old man has great ambitions, and his commander also wants to take a further step in his official career!

But without this outstanding achievement in service, he would lag behind in terms of 'diligence and perseverance'.

I hadn't noticed it before, but now I suddenly thought that Li Xian's eldest son, Li Qinglin, had been sold into slavery. He just happened to have fewer people on his side, and the commander suddenly felt a little irritated.

Mrs. Li Xian is so cruel, she is capable of doing such things as overthrowing the clan and destroying the priests!

The more the leader thought about it, the more upset he became, and his tone was a little cold.

"Farewell? What does Li Xian think of my stall on Huabu Street? If you want to sell cloth, you can sell it, and if you don't, you can leave?"

"Her stall has been confiscated. People like this are not welcome in Huabu Street!"

……

Happy door.

Under the city gate which is dozens of feet tall.

In the crowded and noisy crowd, Li Qingjing held his sister Li Qingqing on his head and held Li Xianshi with one hand, who suffered from eye disease and could not see clearly.

The three of them, mother and son, had already arrived at the city gate from the shanty town while it was still dark. Although they were hungry and cold, they didn't care at all.

But maybe it was because Li Qinglin secretly helped and asked someone to bring back the silver during this period. The three people's energy and blood were much better than before, and they had more flesh on their bodies.

The body bones of Li Qingjing and Li Qingqing also moved upward.

"Is Brother Lin here?"

Li Xianshi tried his best to shrink into a ball, not daring to rush into the noble man on the road, and asked softly at this moment.

Li Qingjing grabbed Li Qingqing, who was a little sleepy. Li Qingqing suddenly became nervous, his dark eyes rolling around, looking around.

Suddenly, she saw a flag flying in the air.

Her eyes suddenly lit up and she shouted,
  "Mother, second brother, the palace, the people from the palace are here!"

When the two of them heard this, they looked surprised and cautiously squeezed forward.

The royal service team slowly passed by and stepped into the armored chariots and mud dragons.

But Li Qingqing and Li Qingjing looked for a long time, but did not see Li Qinglin.

"Mom, eldest brother is not here."

When Li Xianshi heard this, he immediately became anxious. He let go of Li Qingjing's hand and squeezed forward, even rushing into the team with the thunderous sound of horse hooves.

Whoosh!
  In the panicked gazes of Li Qingjing and Li Qingjing, a figure suddenly appeared, hugged Li Xianshi, and then retreated into the crowd.

Donkey Face was breathing heavily, his clothes were wet with sweat. He looked at Li Xianshi and the others and said,

"Aunt, Qing Jing, Qing Qing, don't worry. Brother Lin has other things to do. Well, first, he has to go to serve. Don't worry. Brother Lin specially asked me to tell you."

Hearing this, Li Xianshi was slightly relieved and asked Li Qinglin's current situation with a donkey face.

However, Li Qingjing could see something was wrong from the hesitating and slightly panicked expression on his donkey's face.

A bad guess came to mind.

Could it be that eldest brother...

His face turned slightly pale, and he grabbed Li Qingqing's hand subconsciously.

Li Qingqing lowered his head in confusion, his big eyes suddenly filled with tears, he cried loudly and dropped his little pearls.

(End of this chapter)