The banquet lasted until midnight. Geng Jingzhong was drunk and was helped away by the soldiers. Only a few people in the audience could breathe a sigh of relief.

It can only be said that the generals of Liaodong are not brave enough, but their drinking ability is indeed first-class. Chang Qingzi and Lin Zhennan in the guest seats were both drunk and sober. Jiang Wen and the Chang brothers also pretended to be defeated, so they managed to get rid of this smug man.

The young man sent away.

Today's Geng Jingzhong is ambitious and daring at a young age, and he has a somewhat heroic appearance.

Jiang Wen walked out of the tent, called the bodyguard who was standing at the door and had been blown by the cold wind all night, and supported Mr. Lin's head and walked in the direction of Fuwei Bodyguard Agency. But before he had gone a few steps, a cold wind blew all over his body, and Lin Zhennan was drunk.

Just wake up slowly.

Lin Zhennan, who had drunk too much, looked at Jiang Wen apologetically.

"Zilu, I made you laugh..."

Jiang Wen smiled nonchalantly: "In the adult world, you have to eat, drink, smoke and have the same thing, just get used to it."

"That's right, you've seen it when it's even more embarrassing."

Lin Zhennan smiled self-deprecatingly, and his expression became dull again.

Jiang Wen laughed, stepped forward to clear the way, and seemed to mutter something to himself.

"Don't worry, I asked at the banquet and there is no one named Yu in the Qingcheng sect. If there is one in the future, I can ensure that he disappears from the world..."

This sounded like a joke, but the two bodyguards supporting Lin Zhennan shuddered together.

The streets are deserted at night. The moon is dimly reflected on the stone slabs of West Street. The sound of the watchman is faint in the distance. The streets and alleys of the city are sleeping like an illusion. The autumn grass is decaying. The scenery is cold to the bone.

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Lin Zhennan, who was still drunk, turned to look at Jiang Wen, as if he had something to say, but due to his trance, he couldn't find anything after searching his guts.

It wasn't until he saw the mighty lion flag of Fuwei Escort Agency that he spat out a few words like he was retching.

"Don't go to...Geeby Lane..."

Jiang Wen was about to step through the door, but was stopped by these words.

"Brother Lin, what did you just say?"

Jiang Wen had a puzzled expression on his face.

Lin Zhennan seemed to have calmed down a bit from the drunkenness, and suddenly wanted to break away from the escort's support. The two escorts were both skilled men, and they tried their best to hold him, but Lin Zhennan easily broke free.

Lin Zhennan suddenly bumped into Jiang Wen and spoke word by word.

"I'm not drunk...I can tell...you want to find out..."

Lin Zhennan staggered and grabbed Jiang Wen's neck and said, smelling of alcohol.

"Ji Pi Lane was originally called Jibi Lane - urgent for emergency, evasive for avoidance."

"It is said that when the scholar Zheng Xing of the Song Dynasty returned home, he vented his personal anger and killed a butcher with a stick. From then on, strange things happened frequently in the alley, and there were very few pedestrians, so it was called the 'Emergency Alley'..."

As he spoke, Lin Zhennan was about to fall and hit the pillar. Jiang Wen had no choice but to use his Prajna Palm to hold him up, and layers of powerful force surged out to pull the drunken man back as he staggered forward.

"Brother Lin, you go and rest first. I'm not going to Jipi Lane, so you can just go back and lie down."

Lin Zhennan glanced at Jiang Wen with drunken eyes and suspicion. The alcohol hit his head again. His eyes were dizzy and he spoke incomprehensibly.

"It's not a butcher, it's not Lord Yi Zhai... I can't go there, I can't go there..."

Lin Zhennan seemed to have thought of what to say again, but his words became even more uncontrollable. Finally, he was filled with anger, and he groped the stone lion at the door and became increasingly impatient.

But at this moment, as the servants from the Fuwei Escort who reported the news came back and forth, the voices of Lin Zhennan's son and daughter suddenly came.

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Returning to the wing, Jiang Wen sat on the chair with relief and took a sip of cold tea to refresh himself.

Geng Jingzhong threw out two things this time. The ancient West Lake Temple was taken over by Chang Qingzi of the Qingcheng Sect, and the strange Buddha in Jipi Lane was assigned to Lin Zhennan of the Fuwei Escort Agency.

However, the other party ignored the strange thing about three mountains and two towers. There must be some deep meaning in mentioning these two things.

From Lin Zhennan's actions, we can also see that the two new ministers of the royal palace are only willing to treat the symptoms and never mention the root cause. This is mainly because they do not know enough about the details and are unwilling to get too involved.

But Jiang Wen was different.

Just as Lin Zhennan said, Jiang Wen had already set his sights on Jibi Alley and was planning to go there to find out. What about night alleys and nameless strange Buddhas? You have to go and see them to find out.

After continuous contact with barbarian monsters, Jiang Wen vaguely realized that the atmosphere in the ancient temple at the bottom of the lake was more terrifying, but the incident in Jipi Lane was extremely strange, so strange that he seemed to be afraid that someone would not know that it was scary inside.

"Master..."

A resentful voice sounded outside the door, startling Jiang Wen.

"You're so scary. What are you doing here in the middle of the night?"

Jiang Wen opened the door and let a little girl in. He watched Ningdie sit down on the chair dejectedly, looking at the ceiling with a suspicious expression on life.

"Master...do you think I'm useless..."

Jiang Wen almost nodded and said yes, but seeing the pitiful look in her eyes, he still spoke a little more tactfully.

"It's not that useless, at least you look cute."

Jiang Wen's encouraging tone made her seem to feel that something was wrong but she couldn't explain it.

Fu Ningdie pulled her hair and said: "Then why are Wen Ding and Xiao Shitou so powerful, but I have been practicing kung fu for so long, but I can't even beat the children of the Lin family?"

Jiang Wen was also shocked when he heard this.

"Pingzhi still dares to hit you? He also sees that the two senior brothers are not easy to mess with, and he only picks on the weak ones?"

Ningdie shook her head vigorously: "It's not him. I had a sparring match with Miss Lin in the evening, but I was knocked down by fists and kicks in two blows. I didn't even have time to use Qinggong..."

Jiang Wen asked around in detail and found out that Fu Ningdie and Lin Yueru had a fight.

The girl from the Lin family has already been a bit of a martial arts fanatic at a young age. Usually her father, brother, and bodyguard would just play martial arts with her and never dare to do anything serious. This time when she met Fu Ningdie, who was about the same age and claimed to have been traveling in the world for a long time, the two of them instantly

There was a duel between the tip of a needle and the ground of wheat.

The actual results also made Jiang Wen very happy - God still has eyes.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Fu Ningdie's light kung fu, which is specially designed for snitches, cannot be used to distance herself on the flat ground in the school grounds. Even the crudely practiced Jade Bee Needle was defeated by the Lin family before he could take action.

The eldest lady solved it with three punches and two kicks.

"Master, I clearly followed the method you told me, visualized and breathed out all the way, but why do I still not feel the energy in my Dantian?"

Fu Ningdie looked at Jiang Wen with a drooped face, "In the end, I humiliated my master, and in the end I had to rely on small stones to save my face..."

Jiang Wen was even more surprised.

"Did Little Stone fight with someone?"

Fu Ningdie nodded.

"The Lin family's young master originally wanted to discuss with Wen Ding, but Wen Ding was unwilling to take action, so he asked Xiao Shitou to help him fight."

"The results of it?"

Fu Ningdie thought for a while.

"We won. He bit the little stone and wouldn't let go. He was so strong that it was said that three or four escorts didn't even pull him off."

Jiang Wen covered his face in despair.

This isn't a big show off, it's clearly embarrassing.

One of the three apprentices avoided fighting, one had iron teeth and bronze teeth, one was in tears as a tiger, and none of them looked decent together. Otherwise, if they had to go back to Wuyi Mountain early tomorrow, they would really have no shame in eating and drinking here.

Jiang Wen thought, his martial arts skills were unparalleled in terms of precision and breadth. Could it be that he could only make a living by playing the erhu when he got old?

Although the most powerful artifact, the Erhu, requires the power of the Wuming Ten to be able to pull it, other peerless swords, such as the Fire Lin Sword and the Snow Drinking Sword, are all weak and can be used by any expert. Only the Wuming Erhu can be used.

Only he can pull it by himself.

This time, even Ningdie could see that her master was visibly sluggish.

"Ooooooo, Master, you must not love me anymore..."

The little girl pretended to cry without any guidance, trying to attract attention.

After learning from the pain, Jiang Wen said to Fu Ningdie.

"Disciple, you have been able to meditate on the rising sun all the way, and you have been able to recognize the acupuncture points by breathing in and out of luck. In fact, the master has been looking for opportunities to teach you the true skill."

Fu Ningdie quickly raised her head and said excitedly.

"Really?! Master, what are you going to teach me?"

Ningdie's expression at this time is also easy to understand. It probably means that if you don't teach me the skills, I will cry for you.

...Pass it on! "Nine Yang Divine Art" will be passed on now!

Besides, why don’t you spread the word?

Unless Jiang Wen shamelessly implements the principle of joining if he can't beat him, and directly takes the eldest daughter of the Lin family under his wing, he will never be able to earn back this face.

"Since ancient times, there have been many tribulations in magical arts. I'm worried that you are young and afraid of hardship, and if you practice it hastily, you will be in danger."

Jiang Wen touched his chin and nodded: "If you really want to think clearly, just sit cross-legged and do as Master taught you before, and visualize the wonder of the Nine Suns in the sky. Don't stop until your whole body is suffering from the sun and your mouth is dry.
To be continued...