"Guest officers, this small shop is a serious business, please sit down and enjoy the performance, don't disturb everyone's temperament." The waiter at the side came over and persuaded.
"We entered your restaurant and paid for the drinks. You are the master. You can do whatever you want. Get out of here." Another rogue jumped out, grabbed the waiter's clothes, and yelled with crooked mouth and eyes.
"What the guest officials said is also reasonable. It's just that you are making such a fuss and scaring away all the guests. How can we continue the business of our restaurant? You seem to be strangers, maybe they are foreigners. The owner of our restaurant is The Jin officials in this city, the guest officials should think about it, it is not a good thing to offend our boss." The shop waiter was not afraid, and said unhurriedly.
Several rascals turned their attention to the young man in the fine clothes.
"Golden official? He is Jin Fugui, he is just a small steward of my Golden Dragon Gang, and he dares to call himself an official in front of this young master." The girl seemed to be holding a little white rabbit.
"Are you from the Golden Dragon Gang?" There was a trace of panic on the waiter's face.
"Blind your dog's eyes, this is the only son of the leader of the Golden Dragon Gang." The rascal who was holding Xiao Er slammed his hand hard, and Xiao Er fell to the ground.
The shop clerk was stunned, lying on the ground, not daring to get up, his whole body trembling.
The young man in Chinese clothes looked at the girl in Tsing Yi, and his Adam's apple rolled.
He had seen a lot of women, but it was rare to see such a young and delicate beauty.
"Cough! Drive everyone else out." The youth in Chinese clothes growled.
All the faces of the rest of the restaurant changed drastically at this moment. Where there was no need for someone to chase them away, they scrambled and fled downstairs. In a blink of an eye, they were all gone, leaving only Han Li and Zi Ling in the distance.
"You don't want to ask for trouble, so get out of here." A rogue yelled at the two of them.
At this moment, Zi Ling transformed into an ordinary-looking woman, which did not attract the attention of those rascals.
Han Li's eyes were slightly cold. Just now, the audience listened to the book, which reminded him of the memory from a long time ago. He seemed to realize something in his heart, but he was interrupted by these people.
"Disappointed." He snorted lightly, and flicked the chopstick cage on the table with his fingers.
The chopstick cage moved slightly, and then calmed down.
Blood splattered suddenly on the hands of several rascals, and a chopstick was embedded in each wrist, piercing through it.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" The few people reacted at this moment, holding their wrists and screaming.
The same goes for the young man in Chinese clothes, his wrist was pierced by chopsticks, and he let go of the young girl in Tsing Yi.
The girl stared blankly at the scene in front of her, then hurried to the old storyteller and helped him up.
"Let's go." Han Li stood up, took out a small silver coin and put it on the table, and walked downstairs.
Zi Ling smiled slightly, got up and followed.
The two storytellers also hurried downstairs for fear that the youth in Huafu and the others would retaliate.
The young man in Huafu and the others were in severe pain, so they didn't stop them.
"Engong, please stay still." Han Li and Zi Ling had just walked out of the restaurant when the storyteller's grandfather and grandson rushed up.
Han Li's face changed, and he stopped.
"Thank you benefactor for your help today. If Xiaocui falls into the hands of those people, she will die." The old storyteller thanked Han Li.
The girl in Tsing Yi knelt down with a "plop" and kowtowed to Han Li to thank her.
Just as Han Li was about to get the two of them to get up, his complexion suddenly changed, and a strange look flashed in his eyes.
"Brother Han?" Zi Ling asked softly.
"It's just a little effort, you two don't have to be so polite." Han Li immediately recovered his expression, and with a wave of his sleeves, an invisible force supported the two of them.
The two looked at Han Li with a look of awe.
"Those people seem to be quite powerful behind them. You should leave quickly. I can save you once, but I can't save you a second time." Han Li said.
"Those people are members of the Golden Dragon Gang. The Golden Dragon Gang has power all over the Iron State. If they want to take revenge, where can we escape?" The old storyteller showed a trace of misery.
"The accents of the two of you are different from the people in Yushan City. You must be from other places. Where is your hometown?" Han Li asked.
"My grandfather and I are from Gyeongju, and we fled here because of the famine in our hometown," said the girl in Tsing Yi.
"Qingzhou? Is there a place where two big rivers run side by side?" Han Li raised his eyebrows and asked.
"Yes." The girl in Tsing Yi was taken aback, nodded and said.
"Where is your hometown in Gyeongju? Tell me in detail, and describe the environment around your home in detail." Han Li asked with narrowed eyes.
The young girl in Tsing Yi and the old storyteller looked at each other, hesitated for a while, and then explained the situation of their hometown and their place of residence in detail.
"So that's it. The thatched cottage with a big willow tree at the door is your home." Han Li chuckled.
The young girl in Tsing Yi and the old storyteller were stunned. What they just described did not mention the willow tree in front of the door. How did the person in front of him know
"Let's go, I'll take you home." Han Li flicked his sleeves, a golden light enveloped the two of them, and then shone slightly.
The eyes of the two were suddenly filled with golden light, and the whole body became extremely light, as if floating in mid-air.
The next moment, their feet stood on the solid ground again, the surrounding golden light disappeared, and their vision returned to clarity.
It's just that the surrounding situation has changed drastically. It is no longer Yushan City, but a small village near the lake.
Han Li and Zi Ling were nowhere to be seen.
Not far in front of the two are three thatched cottages, with a lush weeping willow planted at the door, the willow leaves swaying in the wind.
"This is our hometown..." The young girl in Tsing Yi and the old storyteller were stunned, rubbing their eyes vigorously, unable to believe everything in front of them.
"The famine in your hometown seems to have passed. There is some money here. You can live in your hometown in the future." Han Li's voice came faintly from above his head, and then a silver coin fell from the sky and fell into the hands of the old man.
"Thank you immortal for your help. My grandparent and grandson will definitely set up a longevity throne for the immortal in the future, and worship day and night!"
The girl in Tsing Yi also hastily knelt down and kowtowed repeatedly.
In midair, Han Li and Zi Ling stood in the void.
"Brother Han, I didn't expect you to have such a chivalrous heart, not only saved their grandparents, but also sent them back to their hometown." Zi Ling said with a chuckle.
Han Li didn't speak, but closed his eyes, as if he was sensing something, with a hint of joy on his face.
"Brother Han, why are you so happy?" Zi Ling was surprised to see Han Li like this.
"Zi Ling, I found a chance to cut out the good corpse." Han Li quickly opened his eyes and said with a slightly raised mouth.
"Really? What is the chance?" Zi Ling asked in surprise and joy when she heard the words.
Han Li didn't speak, and pointed at the two people below.
"You mean helping others will help you feel good?" Zi Ling said with a twinkle in her beautiful eyes.
Han Li smiled and nodded.
He accidentally helped the grandparents below get rid of the entanglement of several members of the Golden Dragon Gang. When the two thanked him, he sensed an invisible and intangible thing wrapped around him, which made him feel the bottleneck of the good corpse in his body. A little loose.
As for Han Li sending the grandparent and grandson back to their hometown, it was just to verify his feelings. Sure enough, when the two thanked him for the second time, another invisible force spread.
It's just that the second invisible force is much less than the first for some reason.
"That's right, helping others is doing good deeds. I remember Brother Han you said that because you don't have a deep understanding of the true meaning of 'good', you can't sense the goodness in your body. By helping others, you can deepen your understanding of 'good' , and then it will be helpful for beheading good corpses." Zi Ling is also a smart person of ice and snow, and he understood the truth in an instant.
"That's right. Now that we have found a way, it will be easy." Han Li smiled lightly, and then his huge consciousness spread out, spreading in all directions.
Now that his alchemy has reached the sixth level, the power of his spiritual consciousness has increased greatly again, and his detection range has also increased greatly, impressively covering a small half of Feiyi Immortal Territory.
When Han Li's alchemy reached the sixth level, not only the range of his consciousness spread greatly, but also his accuracy. Within the sensing range of his consciousness, countless monks and mortals' actions could be seen in his eyes, among them, the grandson of the storyteller There are many people who are bullied like the two of them.
As soon as he made a tactic, streaks of golden thunder emerged and enveloped the two of them.
With a flash of thunder, the two figures disappeared without a trace.
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In Feiluzhou, on a certain mountain road, a group of masked robbers stopped a team of escort vehicles, and the two sides fought fiercely with swords and swords.
There were a lot of robbers, and they launched a surprise attack from the dangerous place on the nearby mountain road. The bodyguards in the bodyguard car were all casualties very quickly. Only a burly old man who looked like a leader led the last two bodyguards, and fought fiercely against enemies several times their own size. fight.
"Ah" and "Ah" screamed twice, the last two bodyguards were stabbed several times and fell into a pool of blood.
A trace of pain flashed in the eyes of the burly old man, but he didn't stop. He danced wildly with the ghost-headed sword in his hand, and the sword flashed, forcing all the robbers around him away.
"Xiang Zong, all the people in your Flying Tiger Escort are dead, and you still don't kowtow to beg for mercy. If you are happy, you may be able to spare your life." Outside the battle circle, a tall robber with two knives laughed.
"Liu San Pirates, kill if you want, I, Xiang Zong, stand upright, how can I bow my head to bandits like you!" At this moment, the burly old man had injured his left arm and half of his body was covered in blood, but he was still majestic and did not show any sign of weakness.
"Okay! You are the head of the Flying Tiger Escort, and you are very brave. It's just that you must not only be brave, but also know the current affairs. Since the head of the bodyguard is anxious to seek death, then I will help you!" The tall robber With a sneer, he raised his hand and waved.
Several robbers beside him took a step forward, each took out a three-foot-long giant crossbow from behind, with more than a dozen arrows on the crossbow box, aimed at the burly old man to pull the mechanism.
The sound of "whoosh" is loud!
Hundreds of arrows shot out violently, hitting the burly old man like a rain cover.