Saint Qin Batu

Chapter 33 Before The Journey
After lunch, Zhao Ji packed up the dishes and took them outside to wash, while Ying Zheng was about to get up and continue his practice in the afternoon.After listening to the old man Zhongyin's words in the morning, Ying Zheng benefited a lot. Taking advantage of the time spent eating, he already had a new idea of ​​cultivation.

"Zheng'er, sit down first, I have something to say to you as a teacher..." Just after Ying Zheng stood up, the old man Zhongyin said with some embarrassment.

"Teacher, what are your orders?" Ying Zheng bowed to the old man Zhongyin, and waited respectfully for the old man Zhongyin's instruction.

Seeing Yingzheng like this, the old man Zhongyin couldn't bear to tell Yingzheng his plan.However, after a little bit of entanglement, the old man Zhongyin still said: "Zheng'er, as a teacher, you want to travel around the state of Zhou. Do you... want to go with me as a teacher?"

"Of course Zheng'er is willing." Ying Zheng said without hesitation.

"Huh?" The old man Zhongyin glanced at Ying Zheng in surprise.However, the old man Zhongyin immediately figured it out. Yingzheng must have experienced the experience of leaving home after experiencing the Sanshengshi.I didn't really get along with this apprentice for a long time, and then we separated for a year, so I was negligent.

"Today, you and your wife should go home first. Although I don't know what happened in this year, as a teacher, I can guess that you haven't returned home for a year. Since you are going to travel far, you should go home first to see Let's see..."

"Here!" Ying Zheng thought for a while, and finally nodded in response.

Coincidentally, Zhao Ji, who had finished cleaning, happened to enter the house. The old man Zhongyin saw him and said again: "Madam, this old man wants to take Zheng'er to travel around the world, and he will leave in ten days. Today, you can take Zheng'er back first." .”

After hearing the old man Zhongyin's words, Zhao Ji, who was originally smiling, immediately turned pale. However, Zhao Ji did not object, she just nodded and looked at Ying Zheng without saying a word.

Ying Zheng pondered for a while, then said goodbye to old man Zhongyin, and followed Zhao Ji back home.

Along the way, neither of them had much to say, but Zhao Ji dared not say anything, for fear of making Ying Zheng unhappy.But Ying Zheng was the opposite. He wanted to say something, but he didn't know how to say it.

The two didn't walk very fast, and it took nearly two hours to return to their original home.The home is still the same home, without much change, it is still a decayed and faded rich family, and the door is also deserted.

Suddenly, Ying Zheng remembered playing at the gate of the courtyard when he was a child, and Zhao Ji would always look at him not far away.Now that only a short year has passed, I actually have the feeling that times have changed.

"Oh, that's right, the power of the Three Lives Stone can really make the real ones look like real ones." Ying Zheng smiled wryly in his heart.

"Zheng'er, are you tired? Mother has prepared tea for you. It was bought by your second uncle from a Chu merchant. I heard that it is produced in Baiyue." Zhao Ji smiled and returned a bowl of tea. The hot tea was brought to Ying Zheng.

"Second uncle? Zhao family?" Ying Zheng recalled his small clan who committed crimes and helped others in the second life, and Ying Zheng couldn't help feeling a little angry.The chaos of Lai Ai, the chaos of Chengjiao, and the chaos of Lu Buwei all have the shadow of that small clan.

Seeing Ying Zheng frowning slightly, Zhao Ji felt a little uneasy.For a while, she also resented herself for talking too much. Zhao Shi didn't want to see their mother and son, and Ying Zheng didn't like Zhao Shi in his heart. She knew all of these.At this time, Zhao Ji still thought that Ying Zheng was a little bit resentful towards herself because she said good things for the Zhao family.

However, Ying Zheng still picked up the bowl, blew on it lightly, and took another sip.The tea does not seem to be the strip-shaped tea leaves that are sun-dried in later generations, but more like simple leaves, which have been slightly dried.Moreover, it is not brewed directly with boiling water, but boiled.

The taste of the tea is not very good, and it is a bit bitter, but it has a refreshing taste when drunk with some hot water.Suddenly, Ying Zheng remembered that Zhao Ji had walked for two hours just like him.As a monk in the Qi refining period, he was a little tired, and Zhao Ji, an ordinary person, must have worked harder.

It was also at this moment that Ying Zheng realized that in the past year, Zhao Ji had always rushed to Zhongyin's home early in the morning.Based on this calculation, when Zhao Ji was almost ugly, she would start from home at four o'clock.Thinking of this, Ying Zheng felt guilty.

"What do you want to eat tomorrow, mother will buy it for you now..."

"Mother," Ying Zheng interrupted before Zhao Ji finished speaking, "Zheng'er has lived alone for more than a year, and you've worked hard today. Let Zheng'er do these things."

Hearing Ying Zheng's words, Zhao Ji felt a sore nose.Inexplicably being neglected by her favorite son for more than a year, as long as she is a woman, she can't stand it.Now hearing what Ying Zheng said, Zhao Ji understood that no matter what she did wrong before, Ying Zheng forgave her.

Since Qin Yiren and Lu Buwei left, Zhao Ji, who hadn't shed tears for a long time, finally couldn't help crying a little this time.

"Little beauty, you're back!" A soft voice sounded outside the door.Ying Zheng, who was still feeling guilty, immediately recognized that the owner of the voice was a gangster around their house. He had bullied their mother and son a lot in the past, and every time Zhao Ji had to take out some property to drive him away.

"Yo Hou, you little thing is back too?" The little gangster swaggered into the yard and saw Ying Zheng in the room at a glance.

Ying Zheng was calm on the surface, but his heart was burning with anger, and the aura of the second emperor of Qin came out all at once.

"Hey..." The little gangster seemed to be held by the neck, and he couldn't speak for a while, and kept waving his hands.

"Do you know? Seventy percent of the human body is made up of blood..." Ying Zheng looked at the gangster calmly, and walked slowly towards the door.

"Wait...forgive me..." The little gangster looked at Ying Zheng with fear.Ying Zheng, who was not tall and had an immature face, showed a murderous look in his eyes. The little gangster seemed to be facing a god of death at this moment.

"Unfortunately, as long as there is water in this world, I can control it..."

Ying Zheng's voice seemed to be the last call of death.As Ying Zheng's voice fell, the little gangster's cheeks twitched strangely, and there seemed to be bugs surging around his body...

The little gangster died just like that. The death was not too bloody, but it was very cruel.Ying Zheng used the power of water control to smash the meridians all over his body.Even if someone discovers it in the future, no one will discover it without special operations, and it will only be regarded as a natural death.And in this era when human life is so cheap, who would be hungry enough to carry on doing autopsy work?
(End of this chapter)