something is wrong with my grandson

Chapter 11 Donglin City

"Is my fate with him really over?" Mu Bingyan kept whispering.

Xuanji looked at Mu Bingyan's look as if he had been exhausted, couldn't bear it, and said with a complicated expression: "Maybe you can go to Donglin City for a walk, maybe there is the person you think about day and night."

"East to the city, east to the city"

Mu Bingyan was talking about Donglin City, and disappeared before Xuanji's eyes, leaving only a wisp of smoke behind.

How many people have been harmed by the word love in this world, it is really bitter, bitter.

The old Taoist Xuanji closed the door with a bitter expression, thinking to himself.

The Eastern Territory of the Great Zhou Dynasty was located in the east of the city.

Chu Lang walked alone on the street, looking at the shops on both sides of the street, taverns, tea stalls, blacksmith shops, grocery stores, jewelry stores, silk shops, etc. There are also some streets selling fish, vegetables, and meat Vendors were shouting constantly, and there were even one or two entertainers performing on the street. It was really a bustling scene.

I haven't been here for 15 years, the poor town at the time is now so prosperous, and I don't know how the little brother is doing now, thinking about it, Chu Lang fell into the memory again.

Immediately, Chu Lang shook his head, what happened to me recently, why do I keep thinking about the past?
Regardless, let's see if we can find news about the Underworld Hall. Since the old Taoist Xuanji asked me to come here, there must be clues here.

Since ancient times, the most well-informed places are taverns and tea stands. Of course, the places where right and wrong are most likely to be caused are also taverns and tea stands.

After thinking about it, Chu Lang decided to go to the tavern first, and then go to the tea stand if there is no harvest.

Chu Lang came to a tavern with a large passenger flow. As soon as he entered the door, a waiter greeted him.

"Please come inside the guest officer!"

Chu Lang found a place near the window and sat down.

"What kind of wine do you want to order, do you want to order something?" A waiter ran over graciously.

Chu Lang took out a piece of silver and handed it to Xiao Er, and said gently to Xiao Er, "A bottle of good wine, and some signature dishes."

Xiaoer took the money, immediately smiled, and quickly went to prepare dishes and wine.

After a while, the waiter brought all the food and drinks.

"Guest officer, take it easy."

Chu Lang sipped the wine and ate the dishes leisurely, and began to look around, listening to the conversations of the people around him.

"I heard that the Excalibur of Folding Sword Villa is about to be forged, and I plan to invite the heads of various factions to taste the sword together in a few months."

"It is said that a sword tasting conference was held, and the final winner of the conference will receive the divine sword."

"I don't know if Jiange will participate. If they participate, other sects will basically be out of luck."

"It has nothing to do with us, what are you worrying about, really."

Two guests dressed as merchants were talking to each other.

Chu Lang stopped drinking when they talked about Jiange, and then looked at the drinkers in other places.

"Hey, have you heard that the ancient sword that shook the sky was born. It is said that it was dug out by a tomb robber. I heard that the moment it was dug out, the sky and the earth changed, colorful rays of light spread, thunder roared, within a radius of twenty miles The sound of howling swords can be heard endlessly, and it is very miraculous."

"The ancient sword that shakes the sky? Isn't that a legendary existence?"

"I remember in that era, the inborn is everywhere, the acquired is not as good as a dog, and there are countless strong people who are superior to innate."

"Yes, I don't know why, but innate warriors are very rare now."

Two old men in heavy clothes were discussing with each other.

Chu Lang glanced at the two old men and thought that he might pay attention to them in the future.

"Do you know, I heard from my cousin's friend's sister that the Zhou Mansion is not peaceful at night these days!"

"Zhou Mansion, you mean the Zhou Mansion of Zhou Dashan?"

"correct."

"What's so unfair?"

"I heard that Zhou's mansion often heard roaring and crying in the past few nights. Some people said that it was the ghost who came back to take his life. No, the Zhou family posted a notice in the morning. Anyone who can solve this problem will be rewarded with a thousand dollars two."

"When you say that, I suddenly want to go and see it. Let me explain first, I'm not doing it for money. The main reason is that Mr. Zhou Dashan often helps the poor. I admire him very much and I just want to do my best."

"Don't go, trust me, this time is different, I can still lie to you."

"Okay, okay, I won't go, I won't go. Come, let's drink."

The two strong men stopped discussing and started drinking.

Maybe the Zhou family will have clues, so let’s go to the Zhou family first.

Chu Lang walked out of the tavern slowly.

At the gate of Zhou's house, two strong men guarding the gate stared at Chu Lang vigilantly.

"My friend, why have you been standing at Zhou's door without making a sound?" A passerby asked curiously.

"I've been here a long time ago, it doesn't seem like the Zhou family?"

"Oh, what are you talking about? I heard that the Zhu family was wiped out by robbers more than ten years ago. The young and old of the Zhu family, including the maids and servants, all died miserably. As a result, no one dared to enter for several years. Until the imperial city's The Zhou family moved here and invited several Taoist monks to practice the method. The scene at that time, tsk tsk, was really incredible. It’s been nearly ten years, and now everyone basically only knows about the Zhou family."

Passers-by shook their heads and sighed as they spoke, as if lamenting that the past was like smoke.

After hearing this, Chu Lang walked towards the strong man expressionlessly.

"Little boy, what are you doing!" the two strong men said softly.

"I saw the notice from your mansion and wanted to come over and do my bit."

"Boy, I think you're here for the reward. Let's go, let's go, don't get in the way here."

"My master has already invited dozens of people from the famous Zhenwu Sect head teacher, abbot of Tianyin Temple, and his disciples. Hurry up, or I will call someone."

"Ouch, my waist."

The two strong men tried to push Chu Lang, but they didn't expect to be bumped into the goalpost the moment they bumped into Chu Lang.

"Who is making noise at the door!"

A hale and hearty old man in fine attire came out leading Zhenwumen, Tianyin Temple and others.

"Pavilion Master Chu!" Zhang Chuyang, head teacher of the True Martial Sect, was astonished.

"Benefactor Chu, stay safe and sound!" said Jing Xin, the abbot of Tianyin Temple, clasped his palms together.

The old man in fancy clothes looked at Zhang Chuyang and Jing Xin, and asked doubtfully, "Who is this?"

"Mr. Zhou, this is the founder of Jiange, and even the number one sword in the world today." Zhang Chuyang, the head teacher of Zhenwu Sect, said to Mr. Zhou.

Mr. Zhou was overjoyed, and respectfully said to Chu Lang: "The honored guest is coming, and there is a long way to welcome you. Please bear with me! Honored guest, please come in!"

"You don't need to be too polite, Mr. Zhou, I'm just annoying you."

After Chu Lang finished speaking, he followed Mr. Zhou and the others into the Zhou Mansion without even looking at the two strong men.

At this time, the legs of the two strong men kept shaking, and they looked at each other. One thought: "How can such a big man have the same knowledge as me, it must be fine." The other thought: "It's over, it's over, tomorrow I will be myself Honestly pack up and leave, so as not to be blamed."

　Is anyone there? If yes, let me know

　　
　
(End of this chapter)