Zen Strange Records

Chapter 334 Converging Trajectories

On the muddy official road, a group of three people are walking slowly forward with heavy steps, but it is a little subtle to say that there are three people.

Taking a closer look, the combination of these three people is extremely weird. The first one has a strong body and is wearing dark green ancient leather armor. Although he is tall, he moves extremely nimbly and walks like flying in front.

Behind him is a pretty and lovely girl with a braid tied behind her head. Judging from her appearance, she does not seem to be from the Central Plains. And behind her, she is carrying a large coffin-like object, looking at As a result, all the passers-by saw this and gave way, fearing that they would be contaminated by something unlucky.

The girl didn't care, and walked beside the man on her own, even though she was carrying such a heavy thing, she didn't have any sense of panting, which shows how powerful she is.

And the most surprising thing is that there is an unconscious girl tied to the coffin behind the girl. She is carrying so many things, but her pace seems to be more relaxed than the man beside her.

The girl who was tied up looked a few years younger than the girl who was carrying her. She was dressed in plain light gray cloth, her eyes were closed, and there was a painful expression on her face. Nightmare, or the body is enduring indescribable pain.

"I'm so hungry, how long do I have to walk?" After walking for a while, the girl finally couldn't help complaining, and the pigtails hanging on the back of her head swayed listlessly.

At the same time, he turned to look at the young man in the basket: "Really, master, why did you pick up such a big thing? Are we so poor that we need to use this kind of thing as a food reserve?"

"Well, I always feel that there is something wrong with my education policy." The strong man looked at his drooling daughter with a headache, and shook his head helplessly: "If you eat him, your master, I will It's very troublesome, honestly, Qinghe City is not far ahead, and when we get there, someone will naturally accept her."

"Accept?" The girl tilted her head and pouted dissatisfiedly: "So, master, are we so poor that we need to traffic people to make ends meet?"

Before she finished speaking, the girl was slapped hard on the forehead by the man.

"Whispering, girl, you got a few things wrong. First of all, we are not poor. I just don't want to raise my apprentice into a pig. Secondly, it's not human trafficking. This girl is a Mohist disciple just like us. You But look carefully." Ignoring his apprentice's thoughts, the man made a heartbroken look, selectively ignoring his tragic past yesterday because he ate the Overlord's meal and dragged his precious apprentice to run a few streets: "Apprentice, you have to remember that the Mo family is weak, and fellows should help each other."

"Cut, old man, when I leave the teacher, I will be the first one to push you to the ground and beat you up!" The girl muttered a few words, and stopped asking about the specific situation of the girl behind her. The master is usually very secretive, picking someone up or something is really normal, well, it's just a routine operation, as for being a disciple of the Mohist school, only a ghost would believe it.

The two masters and apprentices, the old and the young, are disciples of the Mohist school. The man is Luo Yuanqiao, the leader of one of the three schools and seven schools of the Mohist school and the love school, and the girl is He Shu, his single disciple. , the two depended on each other for life, and had been wandering in this river and lake for several years.

But not long ago, when the two passed through a remote town, they accidentally found a girl fainted by the side of the road. Luo Yuanqiao almost only took one look, and then confirmed the girl's inheritance, and this is how today's This conversation.

Just as the master and the apprentice were arguing, the girl who was tied to the coffin woke up faintly after hearing a "huh", and slowly woke up, a pair of bright eyes opened slightly, and the first thing that came into view was a picture full of The big face with a fleshy face: "Ghost!" Amidst the screams, the girl kicked hard, hitting the red heart of this big face.

"Pain, pain, pain!" Luo Yuanqiao, who was suddenly attacked, rushed to the side with tears streaming down his face.

"The old man is serious. I told you not to stare at him. Your appearance will scare him." He Shu sighed speechlessly, and then looked at the girl who was still in shock: "Little sister, don't be afraid. This old man is just a little sick to his stomach, but he is still okay."

"Hey, what is nausea, what is improvisation, girl, are you itchy?"

"Uh, I'm sorry, this is..." It was none other than the one who woke up. It was the wormwood that had been separated from Wu Erdan before and turned to look for his master. However, the unfamiliar master beat himself seriously. Heartbroken, Cao fled all the way out of the Sanchuan Ferry. After that, she became a little confused and didn't know where she went. When she opened her eyes again, she saw the master and apprentice.

I checked my clothes nervously. Fortunately, although it was a bit messy, there was nothing unusual about it, but why was I tied to it? Hey, isn't this a cloud bed?

After discovering the cloud bed, Ai Cao looked suspiciously at this strange pair of master and apprentice. Could it be that these two are also disciples of the Mo Sect?But for so many years, apart from the scum of the Tianxin Sect, I have never met other Momen disciples. Thinking of this, the girl's eyes became more vigilant.

Just as she was thinking, the girl impatiently put down the cloud bed on her back, and untied the rope on it. Seeing this, Ai Cao quickly crawled out. After all, the feeling of being tied up was really not that pleasant, but the girl still Really powerful.

"That... my name is Ai Cao." No matter what, the most important thing is to get acquainted with the two people in front of you and confirm where you are first.

"This guy's name is Luo Yuanqiao, and I'm He Shu." The girl pointed to the depressed Luo Yuanqiao, and immediately lost the desire to continue talking.

I don't know if it's my illusion, Ai Cao always feels that the other party is looking at her body and licking her lips, um...it should be just an illusion, probably.

Little did she know that the girl with a big stomach in front of her was already so hungry that her chest was touching her back. If she didn't have a little bit of sense, she would have pounced on her and bit her face.

"Well, now that I'm awake, it's easy, let's move on." Rubbing his burning cheeks, Luo Yuanqiao motioned for a few people to speed up their pace. At this moment, there was a sudden clash of weapons in the distance. With a voice, several people looked at each other and walked forward quickly. After turning over a hill, they realized that there was a large open space not far ahead.

And at this moment, on the open space, there is a group of martial arts figures in different clothes, from all over the world, forming a circle. In the middle of the circle is a thick tree trunk hanging in the air. A man and a woman are standing on top of the tree trunk. Above, you are fighting back and forth, while below the trunk, the audience is discussing something intensely.

Ai Cao was surprised to find that she actually knew the person who was fighting, because the woman was none other than Wu Qingyue who stayed beside Brother Ye Xiaosan back then, but why did the other party appear here?According to Brother Ye, didn't she go back to southern Xinjiang?

Just as she was thinking, someone suddenly patted her on the shoulder. Ai Cao thought it was Luo Yuanqiao's master and apprentice at first, but when she looked around, she suddenly found that the master and apprentice had gone to nowhere. She was surprised Turning around, he found that the person filming him was very similar to Wu Qingyue in the ring. It seemed that she was Sister Wu Qingyan?

"Why are you here?" The two asked the same question at the same time.

(End of this chapter)