As An Immortal, I Only Learn Forbidden Skills

“What’s the matter with you, boss lady? How much money do you still have in your restaurant? Why do you need so much silver? Are you going to let us die?”

“That’s right, our food now depends entirely on the national treasury. Fortunately, we sympathized with you just now, but we didn’t expect you to be such a person. What an insult to Qingguo Country!”

 …

The words were all mixed together like a farce.

Jiang Ming looked at these people and was very satisfied with the sounds.

The landlady didn’t expect him to talk nonsense, and immediately wanted to explain, but she was muffled by these voices.

After a while, some people even threw some things directly at the two people, and even cursed the boss lady and the cook.

They were beaten so much that they left one after another. Before leaving, they glanced at Jiang Ming and Sikong Wuyuan angrily.

Sikong Wu Yuan could not help but feel refreshed.

These two people should be punished by these people, but the most serious thing now is, where has the prime minister gone?

“If we follow the proprietress and the cook, we may be able to find the last person.”

Jiang Ming glanced at the two people who had disappeared and felt suspicious.

This speed is too fast, so fast that people are surprised. Could it be that the prime minister has practiced some secret technique?

Sikong Wuyuan couldn't find the two of them and couldn't help but feel confused.

 “Where have the boss’s wife and the cook gone? It’s only been a while, but they’re gone.”

 “Is there a possibility that they may not have left?”

At this moment, a young master appeared in front of Jiang Ming and Sikong Wuyuan.

He has a smile on his lips, a thoughtful look in his eyes, he is suave, and he is wearing a white robe.

"and who are you?"

Jiang Ming glanced at the other party.

 He remembered that this young man was in this crowd just now. He didn't know why he was here and started chatting with them.

“My name is Song Chengyou, you can just call me by my name. I have heard of His Highness the Savior’s reputation earlier, and now that I see him, he is indeed extraordinary.”

“I wonder if I have the honor to be able to search for the Prime Minister with you?”

“You know quite a lot, have you been following us for a long time?”

Jiang Ming looked at Song Chengyou in confusion.

 This is the only thing he can explain that makes sense. Where did Song Chengyou start following them?

Song Chengyou suddenly felt aggrieved and said, "How could I follow you? I'm just spying on you."

Sikong Wuyuan suddenly became unhappy and said, "How did you monitor us? Why didn't we notice it at all?"

Song Chengyou coughed and said, "That's natural. I have a magical instrument that can cover up all traces."

"If you saw it, wouldn't it be extremely morally wrong?"

 “Is it a pair of eyes?”

Jiang Ming suddenly remembered that he felt something was watching him while he was sleeping.

When he opened his eyes at that time, he saw a pair of eyes that seemed to have been gouged out.

 He thought he had seen it wrong.

"How did you know?"

Song Chengyou was dumbfounded and took out the eyes from his hand.

The eyes were made very realistic, and he became proud and said, "Isn't this magical weapon powerful? Do you want to see all its functions?"

Sikong Wuyuan threatened: "If you continue to monitor us, be careful what we will do to you."

Song Chengyou immediately lowered his head and said, "I just want to join you. Besides, I also have news about the Prime Minister. Is it possible that you are unwilling to cooperate with me?"

“Some things are not as simple as you think.”

Song Chengyou said the last sentence very quietly and unpredictable.

Jiang Ming couldn't help but feel curious. "Then take us there, but how do you know us? We are usually in the palace."

“To be honest, I am a servant in the palace, and I am following you here.”

Song Chengyou said a little shyly.

“Young man? A person who possesses such a magic weapon doesn’t look like a young man.”

Sikong Wuyuan became confused, his eyes full of vigilance.

Song Chengyou said cryptically: "How can I not be a young man? I have learned some secret techniques from others before, and then I got such a magic weapon."

 “Stop talking about this, the prime minister seems to be hiding in the suburbs.”

 As he spoke, his speed increased.

Although Jiang Ming was confused, he didn't say anything.

 In his opinion, Song Chengyou still has some uses.

Song Chengyou couldn't help but feel strange when he saw that Jiang Ming was very silent.

"Why don't you say anything? Your Highness the Savior, would you like to share your opinion? You may have sensed the news from the Prime Minister."

"Now we can no longer call him prime minister, we must call him criminal minister."

Sikong Wuyuan carefully corrected Song Chengyou’s title.

Song Chengyou waved his hands and said, "It doesn't matter. As long as we find the person, these are nothing. They walked all the way to the outskirts and found some footprints."

There was some dirt on the footprints. Song Chengyou came closer and smelled it, and his expression became serious.

 “These footprints belong to the prime minister.”

 “You can even smell footprints? It really opened my eyes.”

Sikong Wu Yuan was suspicious and looked at Song Chengyou.

He felt that the other party was cheating, but now he could only trust the other party so much.

Song Chengyou stuck out his tongue and said, "That's natural. We will definitely find the prime minister by following the footprints."

As he spoke, his pace began to speed up again.

Following the footprints, they saw a rickety figure.

 Looking further forward, that face was that of the Prime Minister.

Jiang Ming felt that it was too easy to find him, so he never spoke.

But Song Chengyou rushed forward directly.

“Prime Minister, I have finally found you.”

The prime minister immediately panicked and tried to run forward, but was pulled back by Song Chengyou.

Song Chengyou found the rope from nowhere, **** the other person, and pulled him in front of Jiang Ming.

"Savior, we finally found the prime minister."

The Prime Minister felt uncomfortable for a moment.

“I just want to enjoy my old age, why do you treat me like this?”

Sikong Wuyuan looked at the prime minister.

 At this time, the prime minister no longer looked like a human being. His hair had been cut in half, like a dog gnawing at him, and his clothes were in tatters.

His exposed flesh and blood already had wounds, and he didn’t even know how the prime minister was still alive.

 “Are you really the Prime Minister?”

Jiang Ming felt strange and looked at the other party seriously.

The Prime Minister's expression was concealed for a moment, and then he smiled bitterly and said: "What do you think? I was arrested by you, is it possible that I am not the Prime Minister?"

Sikong Wu Yuan then said: "I think it should be the prime minister." (End of this chapter)