Chapter 130 One is not enough, I need eight
After three rounds of wine, five flavors of food.

While enjoying the service of the Third Concubine, Cheng Long ate the grapes of the Seventh Concubine and said nonchalantly, "Boss Liu, if you have something to say, just say it directly. Don't hide it."

"Mr. Cheng, Cao's army will arrive in Pucheng tomorrow. I wonder if you are confident that you can stop them?"

This is what Liu Cheng is most concerned about now. If he is not sure about Cheng Long, then he might have some evil ideas and capture Cheng Long and hand him over to Marshal Cao in order to protect himself.

But if the other party has strong confidence.

Then he would arrange for the most attractive third concubine to serve Mr. Cheng.

Hedging your bets.

"What chances of winning do you hope I have?" Cheng Long looked at Liu Cheng with interest.

"Of course the higher the better, haha..." Liu Cheng laughed, and he was very happy, because he, the cunning old man, had already got the answer he wanted from Cheng Long's contemptuous and disdainful tone.

"Hiccup~~"

Cheng Long pretended to burp, then stood up dazedly and said, "It's getting late, I should go back."

"Mr. Cheng, what good accommodation can a defense corps have? If you don't mind, you can stay at my house. I'll let Yawen serve you." Liu Cheng stopped Cheng Long and greeted him enthusiastically, "Old Third, why don't you help Mr. Cheng into the room?"

"One is not enough, I need eight."

Not only did Cheng Long not refuse, but he asked for eight at once.

The tone is very similar to Leopard Head.

"..."

Liu Cheng was stunned and stood there in a daze.

After a while.

Liu Cheng turned around and looked at his wife and the other six concubines, and said with a forced smile: "You all heard it. Serve Mr. Cheng well tonight. Whether Pucheng can be saved depends on you."

"Yes, sir."

Liu Cheng's wife and six concubines had different expressions, some were happy, some were resentful, and they either actively or passively followed Cheng Long and the third concubine away.

boom!
After the group of people walked away.

Liu Cheng slammed his fist on the table and gnashed his teeth, "You bastard, you bully me because I have no one in the Liu Mansion! If I don't take revenge for today's shame, I will not be a human being!"

"Master, do you want me to find someone..." The housekeeper of the Liu Mansion made a gesture of wiping his neck.

"No, this person is an evil cultivator with strange methods. You must not act on your own before you understand his background clearly." The main reason why Liu Cheng endured humiliation was because Cheng Long was too mysterious, and his methods were so strange and unpredictable that he should not be easily provoked.

at the same time……

In front of the guest room of Liu Mansion, Cheng Long suddenly turned his head to look at Liu Cheng's wife, looked her up and down for a while, and said disdainfully: "You are old, so don't join in the fun. I have them to serve me."

"Yes, Mr. Cheng."

Liu Chengzheng’s wife breathed a sigh of relief.

Arranging concubines to serve guests is a custom since ancient times. It is a way for the host to show respect for the guests. Concubines can even be exchanged with others.

Although the term "concubine" was no longer used during the Republic of China period, it was replaced by "yitai".

But after all, this is not a modern society that has broken away from the feudal system.

As long as she is not the legal wife, you won't lose face.

This can be well confirmed by Liu Cheng's ecstatic expression when his wife returned to the banquet hall.

"Ma'am, why are you back?"

"Mr. Cheng thinks I'm too old and says the seven of them are enough."

"Hahaha, fine, fine, it's good that Mr. Cheng disdains it! I didn't expect that this kid is actually such a polite person and knows how to save some face for me."

……

The next morning.

In a guest room, a beautiful woman lies in bed.

The first thing Cheng Long did when he woke up was to move the second concubine's arms that were on his chest, then move the third concubine's long legs that were around his waist, and stood up and yawned.

He hadn't felt tired for a long time.

This feeling is quite solid.

After the Killing Technique was run autonomously once, Mr. Cheng, who had just looked a little haggard, instantly became energetic.

"It's time to get down to business."

Cheng Long murmured and walked away without looking back.

The news of Cao Shaolin's tragic death in Pucheng could not be concealed. Cao Ying probably had received the news and quickened his march.

He had to rush back to the defense corps to reassure Yang Kenan and Yang Dasao.

Just as he was rushing to the defense corps, the Underworld Inn, 160 miles away, welcomed two special guests.

An old monk, and a pretty and unruly girl with pigtails.

The people who came were Jingjing and Master Ikkyu.

The two of them walked three hundred miles and took two days to arrive at the Underworld Inn.

Master Ikkyu was fine, as he had considerable magical powers. But Jingjing suffered a lot. Her magical powers at the initial stage of refining essence could not last long.

My legs are so sore now!

"My two guests, would you like to stay overnight or have a meal?"

The waiter who entertained Cheng Long two days ago said enthusiastically.

Master Ikkyu is obviously a highly accomplished monk.

These are the high-quality customers that they urgently need. It doesn't matter whether they make money or not. What's important is to build a reputation and let more sects know that there is such an underworld inn at the intersection of three provinces.

"Little Brother, was there a tall, handsome, and very elegant man staying at your inn the past two days?"

"There was indeed a tall, handsome and extraordinary senior who checked in a few days ago. He was wearing foreign clothes. I wonder if he is the one you are looking for." The waiter was particularly impressed by Cheng Long. At such a young age, he had tremendous magical powers, which were many times stronger than the old monk in front of him.

Of course, he only made such a conclusion based on his experience. The waiter in the underworld inn was just like the common corpse driver. He knew some small spells and had cultivated a tiny bit of magical power.

For no reason.

They are reluctant to use it to open their third eye and investigate other people's background.

"Yes, yes, Brother Long was wearing a Western dress. Where did he go? Is he going to Queyashan? Tell me quickly." Jingjing asked anxiously.

"That senior came here twice. The first time he came to have lunch and then left. I don't know where he went, but he came back to stay overnight in the evening. The next day, at dawn, he asked me for directions to Pucheng..."

"How do I get to Pucheng?"

"Follow the official road all the way east and you'll arrive in about 160 miles."

After a pause, the waiter kindly reminded them, "But I suggest you not to go. The son of the northern warlord Cao Ying is dead. It is said that he was beheaded in public by a hermit. Cao's army is about to attack the city, and the people of Pucheng are fleeing. If you go there at this critical moment, you will die!"

"Master, the one who killed Marshal Cao must be Brother Long. Let's go and help him."

Jingjing turned around and begged her master without thinking.

In her heart, her master is omnipotent. When she was traveling around the world in the past, none of the goblins, ghosts, local thugs and bullies she met could last more than three moves at her master's hands.

"..."

Master Ikkyu's mouth twitched suddenly.

This apprentice was raised in vain.

She was so focused on the man that she didn't even care about her master's safety.

"Master, please help Brother Long! There must be a reason why Brother Long killed the young marshal. He can't kill people for no reason." Jingjing never thought that Brother Long would kill innocent people indiscriminately.

Because while Taoist Simu next door was still worried about Taoist Qianhe, Brother Long had already rushed to Gaoshulin regardless of the wind and rain and rescued Taoist Qianhe and the young prince and his entourage.

The action is full.

Otherwise, how could Brother Long gain the favor of the Lord of Wangyue Mountain and become the patrol general of Wangyue Mountain!

"Girl, you are right. Cao Shaolin, that bastard, took advantage of his father being a warlord and enjoyed killing people since he was a child. Over the years, he must have killed at least 500 people, if not 800. But before we have definite information about who killed him, let's not make any rash comments."

The well-mannered waiter had already figured out who had beheaded Cao Shaolin in public when he received the news, but since this was a matter that could easily cause trouble, he couldn't say it out loud even if he knew who it was.

He reminded her because he thought the girl might be an admirer of the senior.

"Look, Master, you heard it too. Cao Shaolin is a villain. Brother Long...was trying to get rid of a villain for the people, but he accidentally provoked Marshal Cao. We can't just stand by and watch him get into trouble." Jingjing was halfway through her words when she remembered the waiter's reminder and quickly lowered her voice, fearing to bring unnecessary trouble to Brother Long.

"Hey~~ Why did I accept a crazy girl like you as my apprentice? You went there knowing there was a tiger! Forget it, even if I risk my life today, I will accompany you to Pucheng."

Although Master Ikkyu was well versed in Buddhism and had developed considerable magical powers, he could only withstand a few dozen guns at most. If there were more, he would have to be fully prepared and set up various formations before he could resist one or two.

Therefore, this trip was extremely dangerous for him.

But what can he do when he encounters this crazy girl Jingjing?

Could he really abandon Jingjing and turn back to Wangyue Mountain to avoid the war?

This is not his character!
"Waiter, prepare some dry food and water for us. We have to rush to Pucheng immediately..." Master Ikkyu actually noticed that there were horses for rent in the Underworld Inn, but he instinctively ignored it.

Riding over there on horseback would be simply seeking death.

It would take a day to walk there, and maybe by the time we reach Pucheng, the war would have been over.

As for Cheng Long?

My magic power is higher than his, why do I need him to rescue me?
He only needs to take care of Jingjing and hand this crazy girl over to A Long safely, and his mission will be complete.

From now on, A Long will have to give Jingjing, this crazy girl, a headache!

He didn't care.

When a girl grows up, she can’t be kept at home. She can follow whoever she wants.

……

Pucheng, twenty miles away.

The temporary base of Cao’s army.

Zhang Yi led four of his men and rushed into the camp on horseback. After stopping at the main tent, they half-knelt on the ground in unison and said to Cao Ying, the commander of the Cao family army: "General, I have failed in my duty and am here to die."

"You dare to come back?"

Cao Ying's eyes were gloomy and sharp like swords, revealing endless murderous intent.

"Marshal, I am your man in life and your ghost in death. I am willing to accept punishment and death. But before that, please give me a chance to kill the evildoer with my own hands. I will chop off his head the same way he chopped off the young marshal's head, and use his head to sacrifice to the young marshal..." Zhang Yi said gritting his teeth, his eyes revealing hatred.

This guy is actually quite an actor, and he portrayed the hysteria after failing to protect his master loyally.

"evil ways?"

Cao Ying frowned.

"General, this man has a magic sword that can emit red light and release black mist, which can make people unconscious. Yesterday, we were caught in his evil spell because we were not careful enough, which is why..."

Zhang Yi hesitated to speak, and acted as if he was frustrated that as long as he was careful, he could avoid being tricked and protect the young marshal.

"Master Qian, what do you think?"

Cao Ying turned his head and looked at a bald Taoist priest who had been recently recruited.

If Cheng Long were here, he would definitely recognize this man as Qian Kaiqian Zhenren, the money-grubbing man in Ghosts and Ghosts.

He is a Maoshan Taoist priest with real skills.

Cheng Long was not worried about the other skills, but this technique of summoning spirits was a little puzzling.

Master Qian, who is an accomplice to the evil, can actually invite all kinds of gods to help him, and many of them are righteous gods from heaven. This is simply outrageous!
The Maoshan Patriarch, whom Simu, Qianhe and others worship on a daily basis, can only be invoked in an emergency.

If they dare to be accomplices of the evil, please ask the ancestor to come down to earth and eliminate the hostility. The ancestor can deal with them without the opponents having to take any action.

If Qian Kai was not praying to a real god, but was asking the gods to borrow a bit of power through offerings and incantations, then perhaps this could be explained.

(End of this chapter)