Chapter 8: Zhongnan Mountain

　　Inn.

　　Li Mochou, who was having dinner with Hong Lingbo, stopped suddenly when she was picking up vegetables, and a little doubt rose in her beautiful eyes.

　　"The beggar just now... is that kid you met in Jiaxing that day?"

　　At this time, Hong Lingbo no longer had the complacent and playful look in front of Yang Guo, seeing Li Mochou stopped the chopsticks, he also stopped, lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes and asked cautiously: "Who is Master talking about?"

　　Li Mochou glanced at her eldest disciple, and said calmly: "Don't ask what you shouldn't ask."

　　Immediately, Li Mochou seemed to remember something, her eyes became sharp, and she said coldly: "Ling Bo, what's the matter with that little bitch's martial arts?"

　　Hearing this, Hong Lingbo's heart was in his throat, cold sweat broke out on his back, and he quickly knelt down beside Li Mochou.

　　"Master and disciple know it's wrong, disciple knows it's wrong, please forgive me this time, disciple will never teach martial arts to junior sister privately again..."

　　Li Mochou's eyes were half closed, she couldn't see any expression, she just continued to eat.

　　a long time.

　　"Forget it this time. If there is another time, I will break your legs as a teacher and let you be with that little bitch." Li Mochou put down her chopsticks, her red lips parted slightly, "I will let you do it before I become a teacher." How's the matter?"

　　"Returning to Master, Ling Bo has already spread the news that there is a treasure in the ancient tomb of Zhongnan Mountain. Someone should attack the ancient tomb of Zhongnan Mountain in a few days."

　　Hearing this, Li Mochou nodded in satisfaction, "Get up."

　　Hong Lingbo breathed a sigh of relief, and stood up with difficulty.

　　a day later.

　　morning.

　　Yang Guo rubbed his nose, looked at the busy street in front of him, and said with a smile, "Huh~ finally arrived, I'm starving to death."

　　Because he was practicing the Bone Forging Chapter of the Book of Changes, Yang Guo had a large appetite and was hungry early.

　　Sometimes Yang Guo feels that he has a tendency to develop in the direction of an idiot.

　　After asking the passers-by on the road, Yang Guo walked quickly towards the restaurant.

　　The restaurant is three stories high, except for the roof made of black tiles, the rest are all made of solid wood, which looks very durable.

　　Yang Guo could smell the aroma of food from a distance, and when he got closer, Yang Guo could also hear the sound of chattering.

　　Think business is good.

　　The waiter outside the restaurant frowned when he saw Yang Guo dressed like a beggar, but when he saw the bright silver ingot in Yang Guo's hand, he immediately changed his face.

　　Yang Guo saw it in his eyes, there was no disturbance in his heart, he just wanted to have a good meal now.

　　"Guest officer, please."

　　Passing Xiao Er, Yang Guo excitedly walked towards the gate, a person came towards him quickly, bumped Yang Guo hard, scattered the silver on the ground, and made a moving sound.

　　"Boy! Do you have eyes? Can you afford to stain my master's clothes?"

　　As soon as these words came out, Yang Guo stopped the action of bending down to pick up the silver, straightened his back, and swept towards the two people in front of him, only then realized that they were Taoist priests, no wonder he smelled a strong scent of sandalwood.

　　The Taoist priest who spoke just now looked older than Yang Guo, with a chubby figure.

　　The other man had a beard on his upper lip and lower jaw, and his appearance was dignified, but his eyes had a cold feeling, which seemed a bit mean compared to him.

　　"Pick up the silver."

　　"Boy, who are you talking to! Do you know that in front of you is..."

　　"I told you to pick up the silver!" Yang Guo said coldly.

　　"Brat, who are you here with..."

　　Zhao Zhijing glanced at his newly bought silk Taoist robe, his eyes flashed with anger, he stretched out his hand to stop Lu Qingdu, and said calmly, "Okay, let this little brother of the beggar gang pick up the silver."

　　Lu Qingdu suddenly became dumb, and reluctantly squatted down.

　　Zhao Zhijing narrowed his eyes with a smile, "Little brother, I picked up all the money for you, so let's forget about it?"

　　Looking at Zhao Zhijing who was sizing him up, Yang Guo felt a little uncomfortable, as if he was being targeted by a poisonous snake.

　　"Xiaoer accepts the silver, I want to have a big meal, little beggar, please arrange quickly."

　　As soon as the words fell, Yang Guo strode into the inn.

　　The receptionist outside the door wiped the sweat from his forehead with a white rag on his shoulder, smiled apologetically, and walked over bowed.

　　"This... this... two Taoist masters... look..."

　　Zhao Zhijing was still smiling all over his face, "Give the silver to this little girl, let's go."

　　Lu Qingdu was very puzzled why Zhao Zhijing had such a good temper today.

　　It's just that he didn't dare to disobey the teacher's order, so he immediately handed over the money to Xiaoer.

　　The two walked towards Zhongnan Mountain one by one.

　　Chongyang Palace, the residence of the disciples.

　　"Master, that kid is so rude to you, why do you still..." Lu Qingdu asked cautiously,

　　The smile on Zhao Zhijing's face had long since disappeared, and his face was so gloomy that water could drip from it.

　　"Qingdu~"

　　The fat on Lu Qingdu's body trembled, and he quickly replied, "The apprentice is here."

　　"Take a few senior brothers to find out where that person is staying, and then..."

　　Lu Qingdu was slightly taken aback,

He hesitated, "I know, but Master, Master Zhen is on patrol tonight, if I don't return at night..."

　　Zhao Zhijing's eyes turned cold, "Why, you are going to defy me as a teacher."

　　"I don't dare."

　　"Since you don't dare, then hurry up and do it. If Junior Brother Zhen has any questions, you can tell him to come see me."

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　　…

　　…

　　After eating in the restaurant, Yang Guo went to an inn to rest, but he didn't think about practicing Jing Gong.

　　The practice of kung fu requires a certain amount of relaxation, and one should not act too hastily. Yang Guo is not a fool, so he naturally does not want to injure himself and damage his foundation.

　　It's just that after Yang Lai came to this world, most of his sleep was very shallow, and he would wake up at the slightest sign of trouble.

　　in this way.

　　Watching the door bolt being pulled continuously, Yang Guo's expression was extremely ugly.

　　'Can't I get a good night's sleep? '

　　Taking out the Fish Intestine Sword from under the pillow, Yang Guo walked to the wooden wall with an irritable face.

　　A sense of familiarity came over his face, Yang Guo couldn't help but think of what happened in the East China Sea that day.

　　"Can you do it, move lightly, don't wake him up."

　　"Master, why don't you come?"

　　"Don't worry, I brought a mist, and I promise to make him sleep like a dead pig."

　　"Then why didn't you take it out sooner?"

　　"Isn't this forgotten?"

　　...

　　Hearing the familiar voice outside the door, Yang Guo's eyes were cold.

　　'It's that little fat man in the evening, it seems that the Quanzhen Sect is really hopeless! '

　　Yang Guo sneered in his heart, looked at the bamboo tube that pierced through the paper on the window, held the Yuchang sword backwards, exerted great force with his arm, and slammed out the tail of the sword.

　　"ah--"

　　A scream exploded in the night, and the sleeping guests in the inn were awakened immediately.

　　"It's not easy to be discovered, go!"

　　Lu Qingdu left a sentence, and hurriedly turned out of the window through which he came in.

　　The rest of the Quanzhen sect disciples who were wearing ordinary clothes hurriedly followed.

　　Looking at their distressed backs through the window, Yang Guo's eyes were cold.