Chapter 33

The footsteps got closer and closer, until they stopped at the door of the wine shop. Zhang Danxian looked at the dim light at the door to see who was coming.

Standing at the broken doorway was a tall man wearing a bamboo hat and a heavy raincoat.

It seemed that the tall man was a little surprised when he saw the broken wooden door, but soon he said: "Shop, bring me a bowl of hot noodle soup."

After saying that, the tall man took off his bamboo hat and hung it on the broken door. Then he took off his raincoat and hung it up.

After doing all this, the tall man walked into the wine shop. Suddenly, a faint smell of blood spread in the room.

Everyone also saw clearly the appearance of the tall man. He was handsome, but a little gray.

"Is there no room left?" the man muttered.

"Wang Qi?" Lin Zhenqing, who had been silent, finally spoke.

The tall man raised his head when he heard someone calling his name, his eyes blank.

"Sit here." Lin Zhenqing stood up so that Wang Qi could see who was talking clearly, and then sat down again.

Wang Qi thanked him, and then sat down beside him unceremoniously.

"Is this the person they are waiting for?" Doubts flashed in the eyes of Gao He and Zhang Danxian in the wine shop.

In the eyes of everyone, apart from the smell of blood on his body and his excessive handsomeness, this person is really ordinary. The fluctuations in spiritual power on his body are very rare. Such a person can also become the leader of Huanfang Mountain.

Not a disciple?

I thought everyone in the ring sword field would be a dragon or a phoenix!

For a moment, everyone in the wine shop had different thoughts.

Wang Qi didn't care about the looks of others, and took advantage of the gap before the soup noodles were served. He untied his clothes to expose the wounds inside, then sprinkled some medicinal powder on it, and then stuffed an elixir into his mouth.

After doing all this, the soup noodles were served, and Wang Qi ate them with big mouthfuls.

"Comfortable! In this damn weather, it's so comfortable to have a warm mouth." Wang Qi said loudly.

He had been soaked in the rain for a long time, and because his injuries were not healed, he was feeling cold all over.

"Store, bring another pot of hot wine to this brother." Zhang Danxian said.

Wang Qi looked at Zhang Danxian gratefully and said, "Thank you very much, brother. It's just that I don't have any money to give, so I'm afraid I'll have to drink from you, brother."

"It doesn't matter, I'll invite you." Zhang Danxian smiled.

"By the way, I haven't asked for their names yet." Wang Qi drank the wine that was served, and then he remembered to ask for names, "My name is Wang Qi."

"Zhang Danxian, from Dingjing."

"Dingjing! What a coincidence. Last time someone asked me to go to Dingjing, but I was in a hurry and didn't go." Wang Qi said with a smile.

"It's okay. Next time I come to Dingjing, I'll treat you to a drink." Zhang Danxian smiled. Although he didn't see anything special about the person in front of him, it was a good idea to have two Huanfangshan disciples waiting here.

There are unusual places worth making friends with.

"Next time, I'll probably invite you." Wang Qi said with a smile.

Far away from the boundary of Huanfang Mountain, Xu Qiang dropped Wang Qi and asked him to kill the bandits and horse thieves along the way while walking to Huanfang Mountain.

Fortunately, most of them were those who had no practice. Occasionally, there were a few practitioners who made Wang Qi suffer, but fortunately, he killed them all.

"Where are you two?" Wang Qi looked at the other two people.

"Lu Xianyu."

"Lin Zhenqing."

"Next time when I have money, I will buy you a drink too." Wang Qi said with a smile. He really didn't have any money. Along the way, the spiritual stones he used to heal his injuries were gone, and the money and other things were spent.

As for the gains from suppressing the bandits, those guys didn't have much money, so they were all given to the people by Wang Qi.

"You don't know me?" Lin Zhenqing was a little surprised.

Wang Qi was stunned for a moment, then looked at Lin Zhenqing carefully, and finally shook his head.

"Uncle Xu asked me to pick you up," Lin Zhenqing said.

Zhang Danxian was slightly shocked. Sure enough, this Wang Qi is also a disciple of Huanfang Mountain!

"Oh, that's it! I thought master wanted me to climb Huanfang Mountain by myself!" Wang Qi said excitedly, "What should I call you, senior brother or junior brother?"

Looking at the excited Wang Qi, Lin Zhenqing raised his forehead and said, "Just call me senior brother."

"What about these two people?" Wang Qi looked at Zhang Danxian and Lu Xianyu.

Zhang Danxian waved his hand hurriedly: "I am not a disciple of Huanfang Mountain, just call me brother, I am a martial artist."

"You call me nephew." Lin Zhenqing pointed at Lu Xianyu.

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the wine shop was shocked.

Lin Zhenqing and Wang Qi, at such young ages, are actually the masters of Huan Fangshan?

"Haha, then I'll ask you to call me Senior Nephew Lu." Wang Qi laughed and continued eating noodles.

Lu Xianyu's face was not very good-looking. He originally thought that Master Xu's disciples would be so amazing, but this is the result?

Uncle Xu is such an amazing genius, why does his disciple look like this? Looking at the way he was dressed just now, I don’t know if he thought he was a villager somewhere!

"After we finish eating, let's go up the mountain." Lin Zhenqing stood up and said after seeing Wang Qi take the last sip of wine.

"Okay." Wang Qi did not refute and stood up.

Lu Xianyu looked at Zhang Danxian and said, "Fellow Daoist Zhang was outside the wine shop just now. Could it be that he didn't even find a place to stay?"

Zhang Danxian nodded shyly, and the next moment he heard Lu Xianyu say: "In that case, follow us up the mountain. It's okay to provide you with a room for shelter."

"Thank you so much, fellow Taoist!" Zhang Danxian was overjoyed.

Everyone in the wine shop also cast their eyes with envy and jealousy.

When the four of them walked out of the door, it started to rain again.

Lin Zhenqing and the other three walked straight into the rain curtain. With their cultivation, they were able to isolate themselves from the rain.

When he turned around, he found that Wang Qi had not followed.

Wang Qi cursed "What a bad weather!", put on his bamboo hat and coir raincoat, and then hurriedly caught up with the three of them.

This move clearly fell into the eyes of everyone in the wine shop.

After the four people walked away, the sound of discussion began in the wine shop.

"What kind of person is Wang Qi? He can be Huanfang Mountain's uncle?" someone said angrily.

"That's right! You have no cultivation at all!"

"What if he is just hiding his clumsiness?" someone wondered.

"Fart! Look, he needs to bring rain gear when he goes out. Not to mention us, even those who are new to spiritual practice, what does this little rain mean?"

"That's right! I saw it clearly just now. When he was eating noodle soup, the noodles were scalding hot and he needed to blow air on them. This subconscious thing can't be deceiving, can it? Isn't this considered a weak cultivation?!"

Wang Qi's appearance caused an uproar in the town at the foot of Huanfang Mountain.

Although the name of Huanfang Mountain Sword Field is not obvious, it is extremely famous!

People who know Huanfang Mountain have two impressions of Huanfang Sword Field: genius and master.

But this Wang Qi has almost no cultivation. Which of the two is better?

"Why should he, Wang Qi, be worthy?"

After walking in the dark along the wet and slippery mountain road for a long time, Wang Qi finally saw light in his eyes.

The four people divided into two teams and left separately. Lin Zhenqing took Wang Qi to his residence.

It wasn't until he lay in a dry room that Wang Qi completely relaxed.

"Then Lu Xianyu seems to be very dissatisfied with him. As for Lin Zhenqing, at least he didn't show it openly." Recalling the performances of the three of them along the way, Wang Qi sneered.

It seems that they strongly disapprove of me without cultivation, but it doesn't matter.

Wang Qi had been traveling for a long time and was already tired. He closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

At three o'clock in the morning, Wang Qicai woke up leisurely.

He touched his hungry stomach and pushed away and walked out of the room.

Last night I went up the mountain in the dark and couldn't see anything. It was different now. Although there was sunshine, the dark clouds in the sky were still dense. The sunlight scattered through the gaps in the clouds. The scenery in front of him made Wang Qi's eyes light up.

Huanfang Mountain is extremely quiet. The door of the room he lives in is facing a cliff, and a waterfall like a silver chain is flying down, and is torn apart by the mountain wind in the air.

"No wonder I kept dreaming of raining last night." Wang Qi said with a smile, and at the same time he closed his collar.

Although Pharmacist Song prescribed him medicine to replenish Yang energy, Wang Qi himself was not in good condition. Coupled with the serious injury of severed meridians, and the injuries he suffered during the bandit suppression, Wang Qi's body was really weak.

Wang Qi looked around and saw towering trees everywhere. His house was in the forest, and a few steps away there was a winding path.

"I'm hungry, where should I go to eat?" Wang Qi couldn't help but think.

While I was melancholy, I heard footsteps coming from the path.
To be continued...