Chapter 3: Why are you so ostentatious, Your Excellency?

Early the next morning, Miao Prefecture.

In a certain inn,

Lazily getting up to wash, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but yawn.

Because of last night's "gossip," his bank robbery plan went bankrupt.

But having watched a play, Zhang Cheng indicated he didn't lose out.

After all, banks are everywhere, but gossip isn't something you can hear anytime!

"Cousin, let's set off today. Go to Bianjing and take the imperial exam!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng with excitement, Situ Yaozu was in very high spirits.

Hearing Situ Yaozu's words, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but say, "Cousin, does your Northern Clear Sect not sleep at night? How can you get up so early!"

"No, could it be that you are too weak, cousin?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng curiously, Situ Yaozu asked.

Twitching his mouth at Situ Yaozu, Zhang Cheng roared with a blushing face in the next second: "Who's weak? Who are you saying is weak? I'm not, I don't have it, impossible!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng's appearance, Situ Yaozu was silent for a long time before saying, "Cousin, my sect has a prescription..."

"Where?"

Leaning forward, Zhang Cheng looked at Situ Yaozu and asked immediately.

"I'll write it for you later, it works in three days!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng seriously, Situ Yaozu couldn't help but give a thumbs up: "You know, with my uncle's advanced age of sixty, he even added a little junior brother to us!"

Looking at Situ Yaozu in shock, Zhang Cheng was completely stunned and couldn't help but say, "Cousin, is there a possibility that your uncle's forehead turned green!"

"Huh? Green? What does that mean!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng suspiciously, Situ Yaozu was surprised.

"Nothing, nothing. To live a good life, you must wear a little green on your head! Ahahahaha!"

Patting Situ Yaozu's shoulder, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but sigh, because this famous righteous sect is also chaotic!

Packing his luggage, Situ Yaozu carried his sword and set off looking like a sunny young hero.

Following behind Situ Yaozu, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but sigh, "From now on, whoever tells me the martial arts world road is easy to walk, I'll smash their head in!"

Setting off from here to Bianliang, it's at least a thousand miles.

Relying entirely on his feet, it would take at least a month and a half!

Take a carriage? Sorry, that's not something an ordinary person can take. You have to have money!

After all, the Song Dynasty lacks horses; that is an indisputable fact.

Even the lowest-grade packhorse requires about ten taels, and that doesn't include taxes!

After buying a horse, you still have to raise it, feed it, and water it.

So, horses are really not something an ordinary person can play with!

And the annual income of an ordinary commoner is about twelve strings of coins!

Passing through a forest,

Zhang Cheng was planning to find a cooler place to rest when he suddenly heard a roar.

"This mountain is opened by me, this road is opened by me. If you want to pass this road, leave behind the road money!"

Accompanied by several burly men walking out, behind them was a group of mountain bandits holding various weapons.

Looking at this scene in disbelief, Zhang Cheng turned his head and said, "Rob... robbers?"

"Cousin, isn't that very obvious?"

Hearing Zhang Cheng's words, Situ Yaozu couldn't help but grumble.

"Stop pretending to be stupid, give me your money, or I'll peel your skin off!"

Carrying a big knife and stepping forward, the leading mountain bandit roared, his attitude very arrogant.

"Do you know what I used to do?"

Looking at the mountain bandit before him, Zhang Cheng also couldn't help but put his hands on his hips and step forward.

"How should I address this fellow?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng suspiciously, the bandit hurriedly cupped his hands and asked.

"We are in the same business, do you understand? But you rob people, I rob banks!"

Looking at the bandit, Zhang Cheng immediately grumbled.

"Boss, a fat sheep! He robs banks, he must have money!"

Suddenly hearing Zhang Cheng say this, a bandit behind him hurriedly ran to the leader to explain.

Looking at Zhang Cheng with sudden realization, the leader immediately said with burning eyes: "Since we are in the same business, don't talk nonsense. Leave the money, and I'll let you go."

"No, I've already told you this, do you still not understand?"

Moving his shoulders, Zhang Cheng pretended to be about to make a move and immediately took a step back: "Cousin, do him!"

"Clang!"

Drawing the long sword from his waist, Situ Yaozu immediately rushed forward.

Watching Situ Yaozu dare to make a move, the bandit leader immediately roared: "It seems you are refusing a toast only to drink a forfeit!"

However, at the moment the two sides crossed, the bandit leader immediately noticed one thing: he seemed to have underestimated Situ Yaozu.

Wielding the Beiqing Sword Technique, Situ Yaozu's movements were like a startled swan.

"Swish!"

With one sword stroke, he slashed the bandit leader's neck. Situ Yaozu looked very calm.

After all, he had descended the mountain from the Beiqing Sect and dared to go to Bianjing alone, which proved one thing: he was really capable of fighting!

Watching Situ Yaozu fight alone, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but sigh and step forward.

Originally, he had intended to "turn over a new leaf," but in the end, he didn't have that chance!

"Ha!"

Swinging a big knife down, a mountain bandit looked at Zhang Cheng and roared.

But in the next second, Zhang Cheng stepped forward quickly, grabbed the other's wrist, and twisted it.

"Muscle-Separating and Bone-Dislocating Hand!"

"Crack!"

A shrill sound rang out, and the mountain bandit immediately screamed.

Disarming the other's knife, Zhang Cheng picked it up and swung it forward fiercely.

"Night Battle in Eight Directions!"

Striking an imposing pose, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but roar.

"Cousin, that's wrong, that's not Night Battle in Eight Directions!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng, Situ Yaozu couldn't help but grumble.

"I!"

Looking at Situ Yaozu speechlessly, Zhang Cheng didn't want to say a word.

Because did he not know he was doing it wrong!

A quarter of an hour later, the mountain bandits looked at the blood-stained Situ Yaozu and Zhang Cheng and fled in panic.

Looking at the scene around him, Zhang Cheng was also helpless.

After all, this was really too cruel.

The lethality of swords is not as great as firearms, but the trauma caused is not something firearms can compare to.

Even though Zhang Cheng had already done similar things in Florida, he still frowned a little.

After all, he wasn't dealing with his own countrymen!

But just as Situ Yaozu was resting on the side, Zhang Cheng came to the bandit leader whose throat had been slashed by a sword, squatted down, and began to fumble.

"Cousin, what are you doing? You wouldn't..."

Looking at Zhang Cheng with fear, Situ Yaozu retreated fearfully.

Facing Situ Yaozu's gaze, Zhang Cheng roared: "I'm looking for money! What were you thinking!"

"Oh, oh, oh! So that's it!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng with sudden realization, Situ Yaozu couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

But just then, a horse ran over quickly.

When the person on it saw the scene on the road, they immediately screamed in fright.

When the horse was startled and stopped suddenly, the person fell heavily from above and fainted directly.

"Cousin, what is he screaming about?"

Looking at this scene in confusion, Situ Yaozu rubbed his head, his face full of bewilderment.

Looking at Situ Yaozu, Zhang Cheng looked at his own appearance and couldn't help but cover his face: "Look at us, do we look like fierce bandits killing and robbing on the side of the road!"

Stunned for a moment, Situ Yaozu then reacted: "Hey, it really does look quite like it!"

"Then why do you say he was screaming!"

Turning his head to ask Situ Yaozu, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but ask.

Twitching his mouth at Zhang Cheng, Situ Yaozu fell silent, because he felt he had asked a stupid question!

After a long while, the person who fell from the horse woke up.

But looking at the person's appearance, Situ Yaozu widened his eyes: "Cousin, isn't he..."

"She is!"

Sizing up the person before him, Zhang Cheng smiled and said: "May I ask, Your Excellency, why is your chest muscle so ostentatious?"

"Ah!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng's expression and Situ Yaozu's smile on the side, the person fainted again in an instant!

"Cousin?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng suspiciously, Situ Yaozu couldn't help but blink.

"Don't say it, it must be because you were too fierce!"

Looking at Situ Yaozu seriously, Zhang Cheng hurriedly explained.

Looking at Zhang Cheng suspiciously, Situ Yaozu was stunned in place, his eyes full of disbelief.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 4 =====