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Chapter 8 Tang Family, Tang Xiaotang(1/2)

The sunset is setting.

Tang Zheng and the other two were already standing on the path in the suburbs of the city.

Azhi snorted from his nose and mocked: "Look, follow this road northward, and it is the road leading to Tangjiabao, Wulong Town. There is no fork. You will be almost there after six or seven hours."

Tang Zheng nodded and snapped his fingers: "Thank you."

"Hmph, I didn't want to tell you at first." Azhi still looked awkward.

"Then, let's leave here, see you again if you are destined to be destined to be!" Tang Zheng ignored him directly, bowed his hand at the old man, and turned around.

When Tang Zheng walked away, Azhi was still stunned. It took a long time to blink a pair of big watery eyes and ask, "He... he just left?"

The old man smiled and nodded: "Yes."

"Ahhhh, did he listen to me carefully? I said, six or seven hours!" Azhi walked over in anger, "Are he going back to Wulong Town and hire a carriage or something?"

"I can't go back." The old man sighed.

Wulong Town is about to be overturned by the Lan family.

Now, when can I find time to hire a carriage?

"But, six or seven hours, he was ready to... be ready to walk over like this?"

"Probably." The old man touched Azhi's head lovingly.

Azhi suddenly stagnated.

He raised his head in confusion and looked at the old man's haggard hands.

Even when the old man touched his head, he could feel it in advance!

However, the man touched his head just now, but he really didn't notice it at all!

It was as if the hand didn't exist at all before it touched his head!

"By the way, I haven't asked what his name is yet." Azhi thought depressedly, and it seemed that he had to wait for the so-called "goodbye with fate".

...

There is not as clear physical strength data as in the game, controlling physical strength is purely based on experience.

However, this is not a problem for Tang Zheng.

It is not a big problem when you go, when you walk, and when you stop and rest.

What he really wants to complain about is that the quality of the shoes is too poor!

When he walked to the door of Tangjiabao, his toes had already poked outside, and his image would be as frustrated as it would be.

It's a little late at night.

Tang Zheng estimated that it had passed zero.

However, the Tangjiabao is still brightly lit.

The dark red door, which was three people tall, was open, but as soon as Tang Zhenggang approached, he was immediately stopped by two servants: "Stop! What are you doing?"

At the time when Tang Zheng arrived, his appearance was really unexplainable, so he simply didn't explain it and handed Tian Meng's jade pendant weakly.

As soon as he took out such a precious jade pendant, although the two servants would not let him in directly, their eyes became much more kind. One of them politely bowed to him: "Wait a minute, I'll go in and report!" Then he went inside.

Waiting for about a quarter of an hour...

A girl jumped out of the Tangjia Castle.

The girl had long hair tied up high, wearing a very short top, without a clasp, revealing the tight black shirt inside. Her just-full breast peak was tightly blocked by the shirt. Her lower body was not the kind of skirt that Tang Zheng Wulong Town was common, but a pair of trousers with only slightly skirt edges.

Her slender waist was exposed at the place where her clothes and pants met, and you could clearly see a fiery red thorn flower tattooed beside her navel.

"Miss!" The two servants saluted at the same time.

The girl's lips were red and moist, like strawberries that had just been drizzled.

As soon as she opened her mouth, she flew towards Tang Zheng: "I am a teacher who dares to come to teach in a place like Wulong Town. He really has a personality and is actually here at this time!"

At twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, no matter who knocks on the door, I will be polite to get a comment of "having personality".

"Dare you ask, where is the master fighting?" The girl led Tang Zheng in, looking at him up and down, and finally her eyes fell on his feet, "You... have you fought with someone on the road?"

"I beat Dongtu Datang and...ah, no, I came on behalf of my friend." Tang Zheng was halfway through funny things, so he forced him back. "I came over from Wulong Town and my shoes were broken."

"Hahahahaha..." The girl smiled, and the brows were like a burning fire. "Walk... come over? From... Wulong Town? Hahaha..."

"How is it? Isn't it very powerful?" Tang Zheng also smiled.

"Why are you so stupid!" The girl said, "Can't you hire a carriage?"

"..." Tang Zhengshuai's smile, which lasted only three seconds, froze on his face again.

"Uh, you don't have money?" The girl suddenly seemed to realize something.

"Yes..." Tang was thinking that in his purple gold belt, it was a small vault, oh no, it was a big vault, but when he thought about it, no matter how much money he had, he could not get it for anything, so he could only nodded in a frustration and admitted, "Okay, yes, there was no money!"

"It's so pitiful!" The girl tiptoed and touched his head, just like he touched Azhi's head before, "Don't worry, in Tangjiabao, as long as I have a bite of food, I will never starve you! Our Tangjiabao respects scholars the most!"

"..." Tang Zheng, a person who could speak for two hours without rest, had no words when facing a little girl.

Although Tangjiabao is located in the northern suburbs, it does not occupy a large area.

The two of them had just enough time to talk, and the main hall arrived.

There were two middle-aged men in the main hall. When Tang Zheng entered, he vaguely heard them talking about the flower fields in Yinlan Villa.

When Tang Zheng came in, the two middle-aged men stopped talking.

"Mr. Tian is here?" One of the middle-aged men looked at Tang Zheng, "It seems...because he has...been a little fatter?"

"I've grown taller and my skin has turned darker..." said another middle-aged man, "I've been trained!"

Tang Zheng touched his forehead: "That..."

"Sit down quickly, oh, the last time I saw you was five years ago. Alas, there are no scholars in Wulong Town who are willing to come. It's really great that you are willing to teach in Tangjiabao..."

"Yeah, but..."

"Xiaotang, why don't you pour tea quickly?"

"Two! Wait a minute..." Tang Zheng stopped the flaming girl's actions of pouring tea. "Tian Meng has not gained weight or grown taller, and her skin is still so white. As for experience... his combat ability is still so bad..." Seeing the two men's faces changing again and again, he said a summary, "Simply put, I am not Tian Meng."

As he said that, Tang Zheng took Tian Meng's handbook out of his pocket and handed it to two middle-aged men.

The two middle-aged men read it once and looked up again, their smiles became a little awkward. One of them arched his hand: "I'm really sorry, we... haven't seen Tian Meng for a long time, so, just now... offend, offend..."

"It's okay, it's okay." Tang Zheng waved his hand.

Tang Zheng read Tian Meng's handwritten book, but did not write in detail about their experience in Fengmen Village. He only said that he met a bandit on the way and was rescued by Tang Zheng by chance. However, he was seriously injured and needed to find Xiao Tanzhi, the young master of Tianyi Valley, as soon as possible, so he had to temporarily entrust Tangjiabao to Tang Zheng, and he himself came to the door to apologize another day.

"Look at Tian Meng mentioned in the letter that the Master's surname is Tang? He is really destined to do it." The middle-aged man returned the jade pendant to Tang Zheng and said, "Teacher Tang, here is Tang Boyuan, the lord of the Tang family fort."

"Good luck!" Tang Zhengdao.

"Teacher Tang has been suffering all the way! Recently, because something happened to Wulong Town, most of the children in the fort were out.Teacher Tang can rest in the fort for a few days. When they all come back, I will ask them to hold a grand wedding banquet for you!"

"Are you all out? Then this..." Tang Zheng pointed to the girl beside him.

"Oh, this is the only daughter who is here, Xiao Tang, alas... I've spoiled, and I'll ask my master to discipline her more in the future." Tang Boyuan looked at his daughter with a kind look on his face, "Xiao Tang, it's getting late, take my master to rest."

Tang Xiaotang jumped out, looked back at the door and hooked Tang Zheng.

When Tang Zheng went out, he vaguely heard the two middle-aged men re-reaching the topic that had just been interrupted...

"Impression Villa has been a big deal this time!"

"Well, they don't have enough goods next month, so they will pay a lot of money to Zhaixing Sect and Qintian Sect."

"If you want to pay, they have to sell some shops! We just happened to take over, and Zijin must be prepared in advance."

"It's ready. Humph, Yinlan Villa has been doing unethical business for so many years, and it's time to spit a lot!"

"only……"

"What?"

"The Lan family flower fields are so secret that we can't even find the specific location. Which gods brought them this time?"

"There are not many people who can enter that kind of flower to burn flowers and destroy fields... Could it be... the city of Purple Gold... Du Qixi?"

"But Du Qixi has nothing to do, why are they going to burn their flower fields?"

"Maybe it was a beautiful girl who set fire to see it? I smiled at Miss Bo?"

"Well, it's possible!"

"If it's really Du Qixi, then the Lan family can only admit that they are unlucky this time..."

The two people's voices became smaller and smaller, and Tang Zheng was getting farther and farther away, and gradually he couldn't hear clearly, so he quickly followed Tang Xiaotang.

The Tangjiabao arranged for Tang Zheng was a two-in-one yard.

There was a stream of live water flowing through the yard, and there were also scattered pieces of ink bamboo planted beside the water.

"It's here. Although the place is not big, I clean it very well every day. Is Mr. Tang still satisfied?" Tang Xiaotang stood at the door of the yard, looking at the fruits of her labor with satisfaction.
To be continued...
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