In those years, the cultivators we cut together

Hearing what the guard said, Wang Lei was stunned for a moment, then saw that there was no one else around except his own caravan, so he took out a silver ingot from his sleeve, and said respectfully:

"My lord, our royal caravans often come to the Tang country to do business. Can you accommodate me? We have set a time with the cloth shop in the Tang country, and the family members also point to this batch of goods for dinner."

The guard glanced at the silver block greedily, but did not dare to take it:

"This is the rule of the Zhu family. The people of the Zhu family are all immortals, and their hands and eyes are as good as the sky. I dare not let you in. You can come back in a few days."

"Ah"

The embarrassment on Wang Lei's face became heavier, and he froze in place for a while.

If the order for the two-horse carriage was not delivered to Tang Guo on time, they would have to pay a high amount of compensation to Buzhuang. This made Wang Lei either go or stay at the moment, and just froze in place.

Seeing that he was not moving, the guard urged impatiently: "Hurry up and leave, don't block here, if you can't enter, you can't enter, this is not up to me."

As soon as these words came out, Wang Yun and the other uncles were a little at a loss. Everyone had nothing to do. The so-called people don't fight with officials, so they naturally didn't dare to argue with the guards in front of them, so they could only shake their heads sadly.

"My lord, can you say hello to the shopkeeper of Yuzhou cloth village for me? After all, we don't blame us for not delivering the cloth." After speaking, Wang Lei delivered the silver in his hand to the guards.

"What are you doing!"

The guard still didn't dare to ask for it, and said directly: "The ancestor of the Zhu family is leaving the customs. I don't dare to do tricky things on such a big day. Get out of here quickly, and don't force me to drive you away."

As soon as he finished speaking, a crisp voice came from behind Wang Lei.

"Uncle, why don't we go in?"

Lin Xiaolu jumped out of the carriage and came to the gate of the city, looking at them and the guards curiously.

Wang Lei had no choice but to tell Lin Xiaolu about the situation, and Lin Xiaolu was immediately stunned.

The ancestor of the Xiuxian family left the customs?

What's the matter with ordinary people, why can't they enter the city.

He looked at the guard and wondered: "Is the Xiuxian family so powerful? Uncle Wang has already signed an order with Tang's cloth village, why can't he enter."

"If you can't enter, you can't enter. What are you talking about, you little Taoist priest?"

The guard was completely impatient, he looked at Wang Lei, Lin Xiaolu and the group of people and urged: "Hurry up and get out."

Seeing the guards getting angry, Wang Lei, who has always followed the principle of making money with peace, could only groan in frustration, and smiled apologetically at Lin Xiaolu:

"Daoist Xiaolu, the incident happened suddenly. I didn't expect to encounter such a thing. I'm very sorry that I couldn't bring you into the Tang Dynasty. I'll return the gold ingot to you right now."

"Ah, no need." Lin Xiaolu waved his hand and said with a smile: "Uncle, I can take you in, you don't even know how awesome I am."

After finishing speaking, he looked at the guards under the suspicious eyes of Wang Lei, Wang Yun, and other members of the caravan, and deliberately showed a sighing expression, showing off:

"I originally wanted to get along with you as mortals, but what I got in exchange was alienation. Okay, I will stop pretending. I am the Emei Shangxian and I have a showdown."

As soon as these words came out, everyone present was a little confused, Wang Yun's beautiful eyes lit up slightly, and she believed Lin Xiaolu's words almost instinctively.

The guard at the city gate looked at Lin Xiaolu in a daze, and was a little uncertain for a moment.

He knew that almost no one dared to pretend to be the Emei Shangxian, and pretending to be an immortal was a serious crime for the Zhujiu Clan.

Therefore, he looked at the young man in front of him with hesitation: "You said you are the Emei Shangxian, do you have any proof?"

"Here, let me show you."

Lin Xiaolu quickly untied the tassel of the sachet hanging from his waist, and then shook it in front of the guard, revealing the five characters of "Emei——Lin Xiaolu" on it.

The guard's expression changed immediately after seeing these five words, and he quickly said: "I'll go and report, Shangxian, please wait here for a while."

After speaking, he entered the city gate non-stop, and asked the other guards to look at Lin Xiaolu and Wang Lei first.

As soon as he left, Wang Lei, Wang Yun, and everyone in the caravan immediately looked at Lin Xiaolu in surprise.

Wang Yun couldn't hold back her temper at first, looked at him and asked excitedly: "Prince Xiaolu, are you really the Immortal of Emei?"

"That's natural." Lin Xiaolu put his little hands behind his back and said proudly: "In Emei, I rank third. The first is my boss, and the second is the head of Emei."

"I go!"

Everyone was even more shocked when they heard this, and looked at Lin Xiaolu in disbelief.

"It turns out that Taoist Priest Xiaolu is really the Immortal of Emei. Let me just say, how can an ordinary warrior break such a thick tree with one punch."

"Yes, yes, two days ago, Daoist Xiaolu knocked out such a big wild boar. I realized that something was wrong at that time. It is impossible for a warrior to have such a great ability. This can only be the ability of the fairy family."

At the gate of the city, everyone was praising the young man, but when the young man heard the compliments and adoration from the people around him, a trace of doubt flashed in his big eyes.

Originally, he was quite happy to be praised, but when they said that it is impossible for a warrior to have his own ability, he felt a little uncomfortable.

He couldn't say why he was uncomfortable, so he just stood there in a daze.

After standing for a while amidst the flattering compliments of many members of the caravan, the guard just now came over with a middle-aged man in a splendid robe, and behind him were many short-sleeved domestic slaves.

As soon as the guard came back, he introduced to Lin Xiaolu and the others: "This is Zhu Yuanwai from Yuzhou City, a distant relative of the Zhu family, and a monk at the first level of condensed energy."

When the people in the caravan heard that they were monks, they immediately nodded and lowered their eyebrows, as if they saw some important person, they knelt down one after another, especially Wang Lei, who seemed to have heard of the name Zhu Yuanwai, and at this moment he even knelt on the ground and shouted loudly Author: "Caomin Wang Lei, a native of Ruzhou in Qin State, met Zhu Yuanwai."

His attitude was very respectful, but the middle-aged man in front of him didn't pay attention to him, but went straight to Lin Xiaolu and looked him up and down.

Lin Xiaolu, who was the only one who was still standing, also looked at him in a daze, and couldn't help complaining in his heart, that a single breath can make so many people kneel down to him, it feels more powerful than himself, it's disgusting.

The middle-aged man glanced at him first, then suddenly shouted:

"How bold! How dare you pretend to be an Emei Immortal!"

Lin Xiaolu:? ? ?

"When did I pretend to be!" Lin Xiaolu shouted in a daze.

"Hmph, the duck's mouth is still dead!"

The middle-aged man in front of him snorted directly at Lin Xiaolu: "It's really not pretending, the majestic Emei Immortal entered the Tang Kingdom, and he still needs to follow this kind of untouchable caravan?

What's more, my staff took a few glances at you just now and found that you have no spiritual power in your body at all, and you are simply a pariah. "

"I have evidence." Lin Xiaolu took out the sachet tassels embroidered for her by Senior Sister Miao Xin, and retorted loudly: "I really came from Emei, if you don't believe me, look."

Unexpectedly, the middle-aged man with his hands behind his back and a haughty expression didn't even look at it, and just sneered:

"This kind of things that can be embroidered at will also deserve to be called evidence? Do you think that outsiders are pigs?"

After he finished speaking, he directly scolded the guard at the side: "What are you still doing, why don't you arrest this little bastard who pretends to be an immortal on Emei!"

As soon as the words "little bastard" came out, Lin Xiaolu froze in place.

Originally, he wanted to listen to his senior sister and reason with this member Zhu, but this guy actually called himself a little bastard?

In the arena, the young man looked at the arrogant and domineering Zhu Yuanwai, and his voice suddenly sank:

"I gave you face, didn't I!"