Chapter 711: Meeting

The density of experts in this place was quite high, and the number of female experts was not small—especially the aura of Profound Yin Qi in those brothels. Bai Lang felt it and knew they were women. Among the Japanese ronin walking around, some had extremely sharp auras. "Longevity is impossible, but their sword-drawing must be extremely fierce." Bai Lang knew that the breathing methods of these people were all coordinated with the sword techniques in their hands, seeking to kill with one blow.

It was simple for Bai Lang to deal with them. He didn't care about anything himself, and if he were to teach others how to deal with them—"It's simple, just hit them on the head with an iron-clad stick. If it doesn't work, use a wolf-fang stick. These people can't just bump into the sharp point themselves, right?" In fact, Bai Lang felt that bows, arrows, and firearms were better, and knife and shield soldiers had to be veterans.

Japanese bows were inconvenient to use, and the power of firing heavy arrows at close range was great, but Bai Lang felt that the Kaiyuan bows strictly built by the Ming army were no less powerful, and the range was even further. And if the firearms of the Ming army were not the kind that were crudely made, the power of firing was not something that the leather armor on the Japanese pirates could withstand.

And the average height of the Ming soldiers was at least higher than that of the Japanese pirates. Naturally, it was a good choice to wield a big stick. Those things were all handed over to Uncle Qi. Anyway, when he trained the Yiwu soldiers, the exchange ratio for fighting Japanese pirates was extremely exaggerated, so Bai Lang didn't waste that effort—if Bai Lang was still in the position of Defense Commissioner, he would definitely give Qi Jiguang enough money and grain to train soldiers.

Bai Lang walked here with his head and face wrapped. He turned a corner and saw the Sunset Swordsman in a simple building that looked like a wine shop—Linghu Chong was holding his sword, and his clothes couldn't be called neat, only somewhat shabby. This guy was sitting inside drinking. "His complexion is quite healthy, and he doesn't look like he has anything weighing on his mind—damn, this guy's hermit style has acted up. It seems that this kind of life without any responsibility makes him very happy."

He didn't see the old man. Anyway, there was no old man like Feng Qingyang on the field. As for the other side... "He can really hide his Qi in his body. It's no wonder that the Sunflower Manual was originally a wonderful way for Yin and Yang to grow. The ability to hide oneself is first-class." He saw Dongfang Bubai, Sister Qingxia, dressed as a woman, happily drinking and singing with a group of people he didn't know.

Dozens of people present were all happy, the kind of happy that had today but no tomorrow. "Laughing at the Red Dust? It's very inappropriate not to have Laughing at the Red Dust here." Bai Lang wanted to have background music, but there was no zither here. Thinking about it, Dongfang Bubai didn't need background music either. The problem was, did Linghu Chong recognize that this was Dongfang Bubai? He definitely recognized it, but this guy was big-hearted. It seemed that he didn't care.

Since this brother was so big-hearted, Bai Lang was also big-hearted. He casually tore off the cloth covering his head, and Bai Lang walked into the wine shop with big strides amidst the exclamation and fear of the bystanders. "Hey, Senior Brother, why did you run here? Why didn't you go to Wenzhou Prefecture to say hello to me?" Bai Lang sat on the chair like a general. "Shopkeeper, bring a horn of wine!" He shouted.

Afterward, this high official took out a silver ingot and put it on the table—there was no need to shoot it in, and it was not a show of power to ordinary people; it was too shameful. Linghu Chong had a strange expression when he saw him, looking like he didn't know what to say. "Senior Brother, haven't you married your Junior Sister yet? You haven't visited the Sect Leader in a year, and I didn't expect you to slip down the mountain again?"

There had been letters back and forth over the years, and the reason why Master Ning didn't come to his wedding was because Master Ning was pregnant again—Sect Leader Yue Buqun ultimately failed to take a concubine, but his status in Huayin County was very important; he could be called a new giant in Huayin County. Junior Sister Yue Lingshan seemed a bit unwilling to be with Senior Brother anymore. Of course, this was what Bai Lang felt.

"In the end, their personalities don't match." Bai Lang muttered, looking at the unlucky guy in front of him whose face twitched when he mentioned Junior Sister. This person claimed to be "free and easy," but Bai Lang didn't think he was really free and easy; he was just a person who practiced escaping Zen. Junior Sister probably didn't see through it, but her instinct started to be unwilling to marry him, which could be called a flash of inspiration.

"If she married this guy, Junior Sister would probably still be dissatisfied in her heart." Bai Lang thought, "Forget it, I won't talk to you. Drink. Senior Brother, are you here to make a fortune?" Bai Lang said. As a result, Linghu Chong smiled bitterly, "Where is it to make a fortune? I'm just wandering around with my Martial Uncle. The small boat is gone from here, and I will entrust the rest of my life to the river and sea."

"Yo, you can even quote books now, but that Dongpo resident is really broad-minded, and you, Senior Brother, are just practicing escaping Zen, hahahaha." Bai Lang laughed loudly. Quite a few people in the wine shop had already sneaked away—this guy with a big beard looked extremely fierce and was really not a good person. It was better to escape first. It was a pity that these people were all Japanese pirates and sea bandits, but now they were also terrified.

Linghu Chong shook his head and sighed, "Sigh..." There was endless emotion in his voice. "By the way, I don't know where my Martial Uncle has gone these few days. Martial Uncle Bai, if you want to find him, I'm afraid it won't work." Bai Lang nodded. "What about Sect Leader Dongfang?" He raised his voice. Seeing Sister Qingxia wave her hand, she didn't care at all. "Drink your wine, tell your old story, don't come to manage me!"

"Sect Leader Dongfang is quite free and easy." Bai Lang turned his head and muttered to Linghu Chong. "Sect Leader Dongfang has always been like this." Linghu Chong quickly got himself drunk and said with blurry eyes. "At least he didn't go to the city of Bansheng to mix with the White Lotus Sect. That's not bad." Bai Lang picked up the wine cup and took a sip.

The Great Ming imperial court didn't look like it was going to launch a surprise attack on the city of Bansheng for the time being. Anyway, Bai Lang didn't have any expectations for Cabinet Minister Yan and the Jiajing Emperor—Hu Zongxian hadn't come to Zhejiang yet; he was still the patrolling censor in Huguang. It would be a few years before the southeast and Xuan-Da started fighting one after another. Bai Lang was not the Governor of the Southeast, and he couldn't be one now. At most, he could only manage the affairs of Zhejiang.

This place was in Fujian. In fact, Bai Lang had already violated the rules. Even if he was a Defense Commissioner, he couldn't go to the neighbor's place just because he wanted to, but Bai Lang was an Innate expert, so he could do whatever he wanted, as long as he didn't openly violate it. Besides, the mountains were high and the emperor was far away. If he were just a county magistrate, the restrictions would naturally be greater, but he had reached the fourth-rank Defense Commissioner, so naturally, everyone was hahaha.

Watching Linghu Chong fall onto the table with a thud, Bai Lang also smiled and drank wine alone. A flash of red light appeared in front of him, and he saw Dongfang Bubai sitting opposite him. "Sect Leader Dongfang." Bai Lang just opened his mouth. "I am not anymore." Dongfang Bubai interrupted quickly. "Oh, the Sect Leader of the Divine Cult can barely be considered a high position with great power. You don't do it anymore?" Bai Lang was also smiling.

"What is the use of it?" That Sister Qingxia grabbed the wine pot and poured it directly into her mouth. Bai Lang smiled. "Then what are you doing here now? Are you a Japanese pirate preparing to rebel?" What she got in return was only Dongfang Bubai's disdainful look. ===== CHAPTER 712 =====