Chapter 6 Fifteen People Reunited

"The situation has deteriorated to this point." Zhang Qingxu looked at the intelligence in his hand, patted Gu Qingyuan who was busy eating roast chicken, and handed him the paper with the intelligence.

After staying in the mountains for a long time, Gu Qingyuan, who had been drinking plain water for a while, put down the roast chicken in his hand. The more he looked at the information in his hand, the weirder his expression became.

The news of the birth of the magic weapon has spread throughout the world, and powerful people have emerged everywhere.

The Taiping Rebellion has become history, with only two or three cats, big and small, left.

The eunuch Feng Zhong, who practiced "The Great Method of the Formless Heaven and Man", and the powerful minister Zhang Zaichun, who practiced "Eight Fu of Qingliu", were fighting fiercely in the court. Now the eleven-year-old emperor's uncle, the great general He Zhi, his relative, led his troops to station in the imperial city.

The Demon Sect's leader fiercely claimed to have obtained the divine weapon, the Heavenly Demon Sword, and changed the Demon Sect into the Ming Cult. When the Grand Marshal Zhao Jie, who was guarding the border, heard that the sect had rebellious intentions, he wanted to raise an army and establish his own regime.

Li Shiqiong, a descendant of a famous general from the previous dynasty, gathered the Green Forest troops with the magic weapon, the Blood-Crying Spear. Thirty-six heroes swore brotherhood in Jingshan, and the momentum was huge. It was also heard that the barbarians outside the pass also had unusual movements.

Add to that the rising uprisings everywhere, and it looks like the end of a dynasty. All kinds of people are coming to power, and all they need is a fuse to blow Daxia to pieces.

"The entire northwest of Shanxi is in chaos." Gu Qingyuan sighed.

"What?" Zhang Qingxu didn't understand.

"Nothing. Master, what should we do now?" Gu Qingyuan interrupted.

"Let's go to Daliang Mountain. I have a good friend there who might know something about the magic soldiers. We are in Xuzhou now. With our walking speed, we can reach Guangping City in Jizhou by dark." Qingxu didn't care. He found that Gu Qingyuan was sometimes abnormal and liked to say strange things. Over time, he got used to it and just thought it was a quirk.

"Thieves, please leave."

As he was speaking, a loud shout was heard.

I saw a big man with a black face chasing a man on horseback. The crowded crowd squeezed to the sides to make way for the damn fast horse.

The horseman didn't care and kept urging the horse with the whip, so arrogantly that some people couldn't dodge in time and were hit by it, and immediately vomited blood.

The dark-faced man's face was bulging with veins when he saw this scene. Unfortunately, his Qinggong was very poor. He had brute force but his legs were not as strong as a galloping horse. He could not help but shout, "There are bandits ahead. Please help us."

Before he finished speaking, a figure jumped down from the second floor of the restaurant and landed right in front of the horse.

When the bandits on horseback saw someone blocking their way, they did not slow down, but planned to run over them directly.

The black-faced man behind him saw that the man in front of the horse did not dodge or evade, but stood there blankly, and he quickly shouted: "Get out of the way."

The crowd also screamed.

Gu Qingyuan was the calmest one. He took a deep breath, stretched out his hands and grabbed a horse leg in each hand. He twisted his body to relieve the forward force, and bent his legs slightly.

"Get up!" An angry shout was like a spring thunder. Gu Qingyuan actually lifted the galloping horse above his head. With a loud bang, the horse and the man on it fell to the ground. The bandit vomited blood and fainted on the spot. The crowd was silent.

Zhang Qingxu handed the bandit over to the black-faced man like a dead dog. The black-faced man raised his hand to thank him, then turned to Gu Qingyuan and said with a cupped hand: "Brother, you have amazing physical strength, and you are also very kind-hearted. You are a real man, and I admire you."

Gu Qingyuan had no choice but to return the favor: "Gu also saw this bandit riding a horse to commit crimes, thinking that he had some skills, and it was not worth mentioning."

After a conversation, I learned that the black-faced man was named Zhang Chonghu, from Zhuo County, and loved to stand up for the weak. The man on horseback was a small leader of Feiyun Village, who made a living by robbery and extortion.

Zhang Chonghu had seen the portrait of the criminal issued by the government. He happened to see the criminal hanging around in a fireworks place, so he followed him all the way.

"Brother Gu, do you really not want to have a drink with me before leaving?" Zhang Chonghu loved drinking with heroes the most.

Unfortunately, Gu Qingyuan and the other person were in a hurry to travel, so they could only make an appointment for a drink.

Zhang Chonghu also brought another piece of news: locusts were flying in the wilderness of Qingzhou.

After bidding farewell to Zhang Chonghu, Gu Qingyuan and his companion headed straight for Daliang Mountain.

"Qingyuan, look, is there someone in front?" Zhang Qingxu suddenly said.

Gu Qingyuan looked up and saw that it was just a person, dressed like a scholar, about thirty years old, with a knife wound on his back, and blood soaked his clothes. "It seems that if I save him, I will be in trouble." Gu Qingyuan looked at Zhang Qingxu with a squint.

"Don't look at me. We agreed before we came out that you will decide everything about the people and things you encounter on this trip. I won't get involved. You are still young, so you should gain more experience, suffer some losses and learn your lessons, so that you won't be cheated in the future." Zhang Qingxu was too lazy to pay attention.

Gu Qingyuan thought about it and decided to use the old-fashioned method. He took out a copper coin from his pocket and said, "If it's front or back, I'll save it. If it's broken, I won't save it."

Throw it, front side.

"It is indeed God's will." Gu Qingyuan said softly.

Zhang Qingxu rolled his eyes.

Apart from the martial arts techniques, Gu Qingyuan was most interested in the medical book, so he hurried forward and examined it carefully.

"It's not a big problem, he just lost too much blood. I have sealed his wound, sprinkled some medicine on it and bandaged it. How about you, Master, take the trouble to carry him on your back?" Gu Qingyuan asked Zhang Qingxu.

Zhang Qingxu glared and said, "Am I the master or are you the master? You have to carry the person you saved."

Gu Qingyuan carried the man on his back, secretly wondering if his talent for picking up things had worked again.

He had picked up many things, but this was his first time picking up a person, which was why Gu Qingyuan insisted on saving him.

Both of them were not ordinary people and had strong legs. They finally arrived at Guangping City before dark and avoided sleeping in the suburbs.

After entering Guangping City, he saw people coming and going on the streets, lights were always on, and small red lanterns were set up on the roadside. Gu Qingyuan then remembered that today was August 15th, the day for family reunions.

Gu Qingyuan threw Zhang Qingxu and the man he picked up into the guest room, then turned and left the inn.

The full moon shone its light on Gu Qingyuan, and a lonely shadow followed him.

Gu Qingyuan was looking at the happy families on the street, all kinds of emotions coming to his mind. Suddenly he heard a commotion in front of him. He looked up and saw that it was a three-story restaurant.

He walked to the front of the restaurant unconsciously and looked at the restaurant archway, Yipinju. Gu Qingyuan stepped inside. The clinking of glasses in the restaurant made Gu Qingyuan feel even more heavy-hearted.

"Brother Xiaowai, is there a quieter seat?" Gu Qingyuan asked the waiter who was leading the way.

"There are not many people on the second floor. You can sit there for a while." The waiter said as he led Gu Qingyuan to the second floor.

After going up the stairs, it felt much quieter. The second floor was not big, with only three or five square tables. Only one of them was occupied by a burly man.

"A pot of wine and two plates of snacks, thank you." Gu Qingyuan said to the waiter and put a few copper coins as a reward.

The waiter was stunned and said, "Okay, sir, please wait a moment. I will prepare the food for you."

After a while, the waiter came up with wine and food, and while arranging the dishes he said, "Sir, I'll be waiting for you at the stairs. If you have anything to say, just let me know." After saying that, he bowed and left.

Gu Qingyuan stared blankly at the food and wine: a plate of okra, a plate of fish, no condiments, and a pot of rice wine.

Dukang is the only way to relieve worries.

Gu Qingyuan directly picked up the wine jug and took a few sips.

It was different from the white wine in his previous life. It was a bit sour, a bit spicy, and had some sediment. Gu Qingyuan frowned as he drank it.

He thought about it and pretended to take out a small jar from his arms but actually took out a small jar from his storage ring. The jar was not big and was sealed with red cloth and mud. This was something Gu Qingyuan picked up by chance and he didn't know where the wine came from.

Gu Qingyuan never thought too much about the picking up feature. Even if it was a strange storage ring or a brewing technology far beyond this world, he could take it easy. Suddenly he came to another world, and no matter how unreasonable things were, they all became reasonable.

Gu Qingyuan had once fantasized about coming to another world to achieve great things and become the king when he read novels. But when he really got there, he felt that although this world was colorful and bizarre, it was still far less secure than his own small house of more than 180 square meters with running water and electricity.

He is homesick.

(End of this chapter)