Chapter 57

The carriage bumped all the way, and the middle-aged man still couldn't bear to put down the Buddhist scriptures in his hand.

Outside the car, there was a clear voice: "Master Ning, you will be home soon, so don't rush to investigate the case."

This middle-aged man is naturally the former military inspector, Ning Zezhi.

Hearing the reminder from the people outside, Ning Zezhi was startled, stood up and looked out the window.

"Xiao Song, is it almost to the eastern suburbs?" Ning Zezhi asked with some uncertainty.

"Master Ning has a good memory. We will be home after noon."

Seeing that the scenery along the way was the same as in memory, Ning Zezhi had mixed feelings for a while, but he was more excited after all.

Ning Zezhi couldn't sit still, so he simply opened the car door and sat next to the man to chat.

"Having been an official for half my life, I never thought that I could go back to my hometown after losing my official position. It is a gain and a loss."

The man smiled and said, "Mr. Ning retreated bravely, no matter how you think about it, it should be a good thing."

"Yes, this is a good thing!" The four guards riding horses around him also echoed.

Ning Zezhi laughed, and began to talk about the past in his hometown.

The team drove on the official road at a leisurely pace until they were blocked by five strong men.

The first person stepped forward a few steps, came to the front of the car, and said loudly: "Dare to ask if Ning Ze knows Lord Ning in the car?"

Ning Zezhi laughed loudly and replied, "Ning Zezhi is the one you are looking for, but I have been dismissed by the Ministry of Military Affairs, so I can no longer bear the title of an adult."

The man was not obsessed with Ning Zezhi's rhetoric, and then asked: "I heard that Lord Ning was dismissed for advocating a thorough investigation of the case of 'Tianzheng Church leader Ying Tianqing and Faru Temple'. I don't know what is wrong with Lord Ning?" reward?"

"The harvest, isn't it just as you can see, you can be dismissed and return home."

"Can the Faru Temple scriptures compiled by Lord Ning be in the car?"

"So what? What if I'm not?"

"We are here for this scripture."

"The scriptures can be seen everywhere, and circulation is not prohibited in our country. There is nothing special about the scriptures I hold. If you want to convert, you can find some eminent monks who have attained the Tao."

"If there is nothing special about it, why was Lord Ning dismissed?"

"The reason, I have related documents to explain it one by one. If you have the heart, it's not hard to find."

Ning Zezhi answered perfectly, and the man really couldn't stand this kind of twisted dialogue, and shouted angrily: "Stop giving me an official accent, you have to hand in the scriptures, or you have to hand in the scriptures if you don't!"

Facing the other party's fury, Ning Ze knew that he didn't say much, and turned back to the carriage, but said before closing the door: "Jun Yi, I'm sorry."

Song Junyi nodded, and ordered the guards around: "Protect Mr. Ning!"

With a strong foot, the person has come to the front of the car.

"Where did you come from? I advise you to get out of the way quickly. It's none of your business here."

Hearing these words, Song Junyi was a little surprised: "Where did you come from? You came to rob Mr. Ning's car, but you don't know who I am?"

"I don't care who you are. If you don't hand over the scriptures, I have to get down even if the King of Heaven comes."

Song Junyi smiled helplessly. People who have no skills like to bluff, but they have to waste their hands and feet.

Let's make a quick decision, with a thought, Song Junyi Qingfeng unsheathed.

There is no frightening sword energy, nor are there any exquisite sword moves.

Song Junyi held out the long sword, Zhongzheng was peaceful and just right.

Cut, point, stir, press, without too much whitewashing.

Chop, slash, tease, stab, in order to kill the enemy with one blow.

This is a swordsmanship born out of the battlefield.

Simple, efficient and clean.

The five seemingly strong men were strong on the outside, and the weapons in their hands were like children's toys. They couldn't even cause too much delay to Song Junyi's swordsmanship, so they fell down one after another.

Song Junyi returned to the carriage without blood on his body, even the position of the body seemed to be calculated, and he did not block the way of the carriage.

"Go on!" The guards yelled, and the sanitation carriage continued to move forward.

In a hidden forest, Zhang Yong and Le Xinyan watched the battle from afar.

"'Huiming Sword' Song Junyi, the fifth person on the Hidden Dragon List, is really extraordinary." Seeing Song Junyi's sword skills, Le Xinyan couldn't help but sigh.

"What is this Qianlong list?" Zhang Yong asked.

He had heard about it last time at Tianzheng Church, and Zhang Yong was also very curious about rankings and things like that.

"The Hidden Dragon Ranking is produced by Baixiaomen. It includes martial arts masters under the age of 30. It is updated every month. This Song Junyi was the fifth on the Qianlong Ranking last month."

So that's the case, then I feel that I still have a chance to enter the top ten of the potential dragon list.After checking Song Junyi's attributes through Sky Vision and Earth Listening, Zhang Yong had a rough idea of ​​his own strength.

Song Junyi

Age: 28 years old

Skills: Dang Kou Swordsmanship (Proficient in Skills)
Rush to fight (enter the room)
Strategy and True Decision (Perfect)
Eight Forms of Breaking the Formation (Going into the Hall)
Internal strength has been cultivated for 33 years

Even if he breaks through his internal strength cultivation, he is probably better than Meng Liang who has healed his injuries. This Song Junyi seems to be much better than Meng Liang in all aspects, and he is probably better than himself.Thinking of this, Zhang Yong felt that Ning Zezhi's life safety had added a strong guarantee.

Of course, the road ahead is also bumpy. After Zhang Yong and the others hid here, they had already seen two groups of people hiding their bodies and observing secretly.It seems that there are not a few people who are interested in the scriptures in Ning Zezhi's hand.

"Then who is number one on the Qianlong list?" Zhang Yong was a little curious.

"The news about Baixiaomen is kept in our halls. If you have nothing to do, you can take a look and add some knowledge about the world."

After Le Xinyan pointed out, she answered Zhang Yong's question: "We who are 'demon heretics' and the masters of the Tianbang are not counted. The number one on the Qianlong list is Xu Shouyi from the Qingzong."

"Xu Shouyi" Shang Qingzong is also an old acquaintance. Zhang Yong thought in his heart that if he had the opportunity in the future, he had to let himself be on the Qianlong list for fun. It is also good to open a trumpet to go up.

What Zhang Yong didn't know was that, as Tianxiong Cudgel's trumpet, Bai Xiaomen was already considering being included in the Qianlong list next month.Today, he is still focused on earning chivalry points and improving his strength.

"Sister Le, when shall we do it?" Zhang Yong impatiently began to spy on the "enemy situation".

"Don't worry, there will definitely be someone else who will take action. Let's take a good look at Song Junyi's strength and then make plans."

Sure enough, as soon as Le Xinyan finished speaking, three people jumped out of the forest, once again blocking the progress of the convoy.

This time, the visitor didn't drag his feet, and bowed his hands to Song Junyi: "We are here for the Buddhist scriptures, and I also ask the 'Huiming Sword' to enlighten me."

Song Junyi laughed back in anger.

"It seems that there are a lot of ghosts and ghosts today. I want to see who can stop me from taking Mr. home!"

 A little uncomfortable, a little late, sorry.

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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