The Heavens: From Shooting the Eagle

Chapter 8 What If... He Is Really Your Father? (Seek to follow up)
In the inn, Yang Tiexin burst into tears.

"Master Daoist, the little prince of the Kingdom of Jin invited you to the palace, please be sure to bring me along... I must find out whether she is a weakling... If so, I just want to ask her a question."

Although Wang Chuyi was a monk, he was also moved by Yang Tiexin's infatuation, and couldn't help but sigh.

However, Hao Jian blurted out: "Don't ask, if you ask, you have loved."

Yang Tiexin: "..."

Mu Nianci: "..."

Wang Chuyi: "..."

For a moment, the emotions of the three were not coherent.

The originally sad atmosphere suddenly went wrong.

Hao Jian said a little awkwardly: "Well, you go on, go on...I won't interrupt."

Yang Tiexin glanced at Hao Jian melancholy. If it had been 18 years ago, with his fiery temper, he might have used a set of Yang family guns on the spot.

But now, after experiencing the beatings in life, Yang Tiexin has changed a lot.

He just sighed, regained his emotions, and continued, "Whether it's remarriage or a change of heart, why doesn't she even go back to visit her natal family, even if she wants to report her safety..."

Wang Chuyi, who has a rather fierce personality, was also filled with righteous indignation for a moment, and he slapped...

The table in front of four people...

Broken.

"Although Pindao is a monk, he also knows that lambs kneel down! If this is the case, this big golden princess will be punished!"

Hao Jian looked at the table in front of him in a daze, and said quietly: "Master Dao, this table does not belong to your Chongyang Palace, you have to pay for it."

Wang Chuyi: "...Can you pay attention to the business? A table, although poor, can still afford to pay..."

Hao Jian chuckled, "Okay, okay, it's business!"

"Daozhang, so please take me with you, otherwise Yang Tiexin will die in peace!" Yang Tiexin said with red eyes.

"And me, I... I want to go too!" Mu Nianci also said.

"This..." Wang Chuyi was in a bit of a dilemma. He knew very well that the Prince Zhao's Mansion was absolutely full of feasts. Just looking at the three masters today, it was already quite difficult. The huge King Zhao's Mansion could not be called a dragon's pool and a tiger's den... …

If it's just him and Hao Jian going to the banquet, apart from anything else, there is still a certainty of getting out.

But if you bring Yang Tiexin and his daughter with you, you will inevitably have a lot of worries...

But he also understands that even if they are not brought along, the father and daughter will definitely go there on their own...

After thinking for a long time, Wang Chuyi glanced at Hao Jian again.

Hao Jian naturally understands Wang Chuyi's concerns. Today's King Zhao's Mansion of the Kingdom of Jin, Ouyang Ke and other five masters are gathered together, and there is also a Mei Chaofeng hidden at the same time. Under the condition that the five will never come out, no one can get any benefits.

In the original book, in the plot of Prince Zhao's Mansion, there are so many masters of righteousness, including the Six Southern Monsters, Qiu Chuji, Wang Chuyi, and Ma Yu, that they are barely equal to the heroes of King Zhao's Mansion.

Of course, then again, if it was a head-on chaotic battle, the three masters of the Quanzhen Seven and the Jiangnan Six Monsters would not be afraid of Zhao Wangfu's gangster heroes.

But in the affairs of Jianghu, there are often few fights in the open and aboveboard, and stabbing people in the dark, and there are many enemies outnumbered...

By the time the masters of the righteous way gather, Qiu Chuji, Ma Yu, and Wang Chuyi of Quanzhen Sect have already been plotted and injured by each of them. Without the help of the six Jiangnan monsters, they might even die on the spot...

"Daoist, I think it's okay to take Uncle Yang and Sister Mu with us, but we can't go to Prince Zhao's mansion so soon... we have to make some preparations anyway, and use some people to support us?" Hao Jian smiled slightly.

To reveal Wanyan Kang's true life experience, of course, when the masters of both sides gather together...

Wang Chuyi nodded slightly, "It should be so, it should not be too late, Pindao will contact the senior brothers who are nearby. If Senior Brother Qiu is here, he must be ecstatic to see his old friends!"

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Immediately, the two split up.

Wang Chuyi went to use the contact information of Quanzhen Sect to find helpers. As for Hao Jian, he naturally went to classmate Xiao Guo.

If he wanted to break into Prince Zhao's mansion, Yang Tiexin must find Bao Xiruo.

Hao Jian and Wang Chuyi are going to face off in the middle of Zhao Wangfu's heroes.

It would be perfect for Xiao Guo to accompany Yang Tiexin to steal the tower...

As for how to find Guo Jing...

Hao Jian felt that Guo Jing was probably meeting Huang Rong on the lake at this time!

When he came outside the city, the wind and snow became more and more severe, but now that Hao Jian had achieved internal strength, he was naturally not afraid of the wind and snow.

After galloping all the way for nearly ten miles, they saw water flickering in the distance, and it was a lake.

There are rows of plum trees by the lake. At this time, the plum blossoms are covered with snow, and they are very bright and clean.

When they came to the woods by the lake, they didn't see Xiao Guo's figure, but heard a quarrel.

"It's all fallen into this field, why are you putting on airs like a big brother? Everyone is in the same place, aren't you swinging in the middle of nowhere?"

"Riding horse, if you hadn't run away cowardly just now, how could we lose in a four-on-one fight?"

When Hao Jian heard the sound, he saw four people were hanging in the air, swaying in the wind, they were still arguing.

"Hey, four skewers of bacon flying in the air~~~ What the hell are you guys doing here?" Hao Jian could not help joking as he saw that this was the famous combination of "Four Ghosts of the Yellow River".

Seeing Hao Jian, the four ghosts couldn't help cursing: "Who's bastard, grandpas are practicing lightness kungfu here! If you talk nonsense, be careful grandpas will kill you!"

Hao Jian: "..."

What the hell, are you still bragging about this?

He pondered for a while, and said seriously: "You still beat me to death? Do you know who my father is?"

Hearing the words, the four ghosts said in unison: "Who is your father?"

Hao Jian said proudly: "My father is a doctor, who specializes in treating bruises, and beat me to death? Let me tell you, if you don't die, you will be cured! My mother specializes in internal injuries, and the combination of parents and mothers, you know?"

Shen Qinggang, one of the four ghosts, heard the words: "Bastard, who are you?"

Hao Jian pondered for a while again, pretending to be proud, "I am...you will never get...Dad!"

Shen Qing kicked in the air angrily...

Seeing this, Ma Qingxiong said naively: "Brother, don't worry, just in case...he is really your father?"

Shen Qinggang was furious: "I'm stupid, do I have such a young father?"

Hao Jian was immediately happy, good guy, although the Four Ghosts of the Yellow River are disciples of the "Dragon King of Ghosts" Sha Tongtian, they obviously got the true biography of Hou Tonghai...

"Lack of Heart and Eyes Dafa" has definitely been practiced to the point of shocking the world.

Seeing that the four ghosts of the Yellow River started to quarrel again, Hao Jian shook his head and walked away.

"Hey, little brother, let us down quickly, we'll give you 100 taels each..." Seeing that Hao Jian was about to leave, the Four Ghosts of the Yellow River shouted hastily.

Hao Jian didn't turn his head back and said, "When the chicken has finished pecking the rice and the dog has finished licking the noodles, you will come down..."

When I came to the lake and looked around, I heard a ray of singing coming from afar.

"Lonely! Where is the home mountain: the garden after the snow, the pavilion by the water. In the old testament of Yaochi, who will Lin Hong rely on? Fen Dieer only finds flowers and willows, and the southern branches are blooming without realizing it. But sad, cold at dusk, and the sound of painting horn……"

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(End of this chapter)