Chapter 3

The next morning, in Miao Prefecture,

at a certain inn,

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

Because of the "gossip" last night, his plan to rob the money shop had gone bankrupt.

However, having watched a show, Zhang Cheng expressed that it wasn't a loss.

After all, money shops are everywhere, but gossip isn't something you can hear whenever you want!

"Cousin, let's set off today, go to Bianjing, and take the top scholar exam!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng with an excited face, Situ Yaozu was in very high spirits at this moment.

Hearing Situ Yaozu’s words, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but say, "Cousin, does your Northern Qing Sect not need to sleep at night? Why are you up so early!"

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

Looking curiously at Zhang Cheng, Situ Yaozu asked.

With a twitching mouth, Zhang Cheng turned red and shouted the next second, "Who is weak? Who are you saying is weak? I am not, I don't have it, impossible!"

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

"Where is it?"

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

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

Looking earnestly at Zhang Cheng, Situ Yaozu couldn't help but give a thumbs up and say, "You know, my uncle is sixty years old, and he still added a little junior brother for 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 has been cuckolded!"

"Huh? Cuckolded? What does that mean!"

Looking suspiciously at Zhang Cheng, Situ Yaozu was surprised.

"Nothing, nothing. If you want to live a good life, you must wear a little green on your head! Hahahaha!"

Patting Situ Yaozu on the shoulder, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but sigh, because these famous upright sects are 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 path of the Jianghu is easy to walk, I'll smash their head in!"

Setting off from here to Bianliang, it was at least a thousand miles away.

Relying entirely on one's feet, it would take at least a month and a half!

Take a carriage? Sorry, that’s not something ordinary people can take; you have to have money!

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

Even the lowest-grade pack horse costs about ten taels, and that doesn't include taxes!

Once you buy a horse, you have to raise it, provide it with food and drink.

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

And the annual income of ordinary people is only about twelve strings of cash!

Passing through a mountain forest,

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

"I opened this mountain, I opened this road. If you want to pass through this road, leave behind your 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 obvious?"

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

"Stop playing dumb! Hand over the money, or I'll skin you both!"

Carrying a large saber, the leading bandit shouted angrily, his attitude extremely arrogant.

"Do you know what I used to do?"

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

"What should I call this fellow?"

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

"We are in the same line of work, you understand? But you rob people, and I rob money shops!"

Looking at the bandit, Zhang Cheng immediately complained.

"Big Brother, a fat sheep! He robs money shops, 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 line of work, let's not waste words. Leave the money, and I'll let you leave."

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

Shrugging his shoulders, Zhang Cheng pretended to be about to make a move and immediately stepped back, saying, "Cousin, take him down!"

"Clang!"

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

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

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

Using the Northern Qing Sword Technique, Situ Yaozu’s movements were like a startled swan.

"Swish!"

Slashing the bandit leader’s throat with one sword, Situ Yaozu appeared very calm.

After all, he had descended from the Northern Qing Sect and dared to head to Bianjing alone, which proved one thing: he was really good at fighting!

Watching Situ Yaozu fight alone, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but sigh as he stepped forward.

He had originally planned to "turn over a new leaf," but in the end, he didn't have the chance!

"Ha!"

Slashing down with a large saber, a bandit looked at Zhang Cheng and roared.

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

"Bone-Dislocating Hand!"

"Crack!"

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

Disarming the opponent’s saber, Zhang Cheng picked it up and swung it forward fiercely.

"Night Battle in Eight Directions!"

Striking a domineering pose, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but shout angrily.

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

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

"I!"

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

Because did he not know he had messed up the move!

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

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

After all, this was truly too cruel.

Although the lethality of swords is not as great as firearms, the wounds they cause are incomparable to firearms.

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

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 around.

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

Looking at Zhang Cheng in fear, Situ Yaozu backed away in terror.

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

"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 terror.

When the horse was startled and stopped abruptly, the person fell heavily from it and fainted directly.

"Cousin, what is she screaming about?"

Looking at this scene in confusion, Situ Yaozu rubbed his head, looking puzzled.

Looking at Situ Yaozu, Zhang Cheng looked at his own appearance and couldn't help but cover his face, saying, "Look at us, do we look like fierce bandits who kill and rob on the road!"

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

"Then why do you ask why she screamed!"

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

With a twitching mouth, Situ Yaozu fell silent, because he felt he had asked a stupid question!

A long time later, the person who fell from the horse woke up.

However, looking at the person’s appearance, Situ Yaozu widened his eyes and said, "Cousin, isn't she..."

"She is!"

Looking the person over, Zhang Cheng smiled and said, "May I ask, why is your pectoral muscle so exaggerated?"

"Ah!"

Looking at Zhang Cheng’s expression and the smile of Situ Yaozu on the side, the person fainted again instantly!

"Cousin?"

Looking suspiciously at Zhang Cheng, Situ Yaozu blinked his eyes.

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

Looking earnestly at Situ Yaozu, Zhang Cheng hurriedly explained.

Looking suspiciously at Zhang Cheng, Situ Yaozu was stunned on the spot, his eyes filled with disbelief.