The crooked way can also lead to heaven

According to Zhang Qian, there is still about half an hour before the champion arrives, and he will come to the tattoo shop as soon as possible.

And this time the task is related to the lamp flower grandmother, she doesn't know the details, as a low-level staff, all she can do is to assist.

Ye Ran was lying on the sofa playing with his mobile phone, and Zhang Qian stood opposite him, not daring to move, her nerves tense.

From time to time, she glanced at the sofa, fearing that the man in front of her would suddenly attack, and her heart was extremely anxious.

"It's not difficult to guess from your previous words that you seem to have something important to ask the champion. Can I ask?"

Ye Ran naturally noticed her gaze, so he put down the phone and cast his eyes over.

Zhang Qian bit her lip with a slightly complicated expression, and responded after a while of silence: "To survive."

"Go on."

Ye Ran lit a cigarette.

Zhang Qian organized her words: "I got a strange disease when I was in the martial arts world in my early years. I went to many places and asked many people, but there was no solution."

"I'm afraid you won't believe me when I tell you this. Until now, even I feel dazed."

"Every full moon night, many scales will appear on my skin, and it itches unbearably."

"Even if I pull them out, they will recover in a short time. Not only that, I will even lose consciousness occasionally. When I wake up, I will find myself waking up naked from a strange place, but I don't have this memory."

"I remember a senior told me that this is an extremely rare terminal illness. I'm afraid no one in the world can try to solve it except the top scholar."

Before he finished speaking, Ye Ran interrupted and said, "So you chose to join the Snake Temple just to seek the help of the top scholar?"

Zhang Qian nodded with a look of disappointment on her face: "That's true, but there are also some other It's the reason. "

"We are all people of the world, so you must know the situation of the scattered people."

"People like us who have no power and no backing can only be forced to join certain organizations if they want to survive in the Yin and Yang world where the forces are divided."

"I once had a younger brother who was accused of being an evil cultivator by those powerful people just because he said the wrong thing, and was finally tied to a stake and burned alive."

"But what can I do? I have no backing, and I can only admit defeat even if I am killed. Fortunately, I am lucky enough to meet the Snake Temple organization. Although I am just a cannon fodder, at least they can make me worry-free about food and clothing."

"Everyone says that evil cultivators are bad, but those righteous people are not much better. In this era, as long as we can have enough food, for people like us who have no sense of existence, good and evil don't matter at all."

It seems that this topic has allowed Zhang Qian to find an outlet for venting, and she has spoken out all the words buried in her heart.

Ye Ran did not make any comments after listening, because there was nothing to say, and all the things mentioned by this woman were facts.

For example, Old Wu, whom I met in Tianhai City, is a genuine independent person with no money, power or backing. Once something happens, he can only bear it by himself.

What if he can't bear it?

Then he can only wait for death.

There is no way. There are too many people like them. They have no way to seek justice and no way to retreat.

The ending can only be to spend all their wealth, and even so, they may not get what they want.

And those who have a strong family background or even a big tree to rely on will not care about the life and death of these independent people.

It is not groundless to say that it does not concern you.

"Your strange disease cannot be cured even if the top scholar comes. I advise you not to hold out hope."

Ye Ran brought the topic back. Unfair things happen all the time in the world. It is impossible to sympathize with them and there is no way to completely cure them.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Qian disagreed with this and asked, "How do you know?"

"The champion is ranked first on the evil cultivation list. His strength is beyond the reach of ordinary people. I believe he must have a way."

Hearing this, Ye Ran stopped talking. He didn't know when the description of the champion in the martial arts world began to become more and more bizarre.

Indeed, the champion himself has a certain strength, but he is still a person after all. Excessive deification is meaningless.

The two of them couldn't pee in the pot at all, so naturally they stopped talking.

Half an hour passed in the blink of an eye, but the champion was still nowhere to be seen at the door of the tattoo shop.

Just when Ye Ran wanted to ask whether the news was true or not, he saw a tall man holding a folding fan walking in.

At first glance, his face was full of heroism, and he stood there like a copper wall, giving people a thick sense of security.

"Are you two the contact people?"

The man tilted his eyes, and his magnetic voice was mixed with a little indifference.

Zhang Qian couldn't suppress her excitement and bowed respectfully: "Your Excellency, we are here. You are tired from the journey. Please go to the inner room to rest for a while."

"Well, you are well behaved."

The champion nodded with satisfaction, and seemed to be very pleased with this tone. He opened his folding fan and shook it gently.

Ye Ran looked at this man with a strange look in his eyes, wondering why he didn't freeze to death. He was pretending to be cool with a broken fan in the middle of winter.

But to be honest, this man is probably really powerful.

The steps he took were solid, and the calluses on his knuckles were thicker than those of ordinary people. In addition, his knife-like eyes...

The breath was restrained as usual... He must be a master of internal strength.

Realizing that the young man next to him had been looking at him, the champion couldn't help but frowned and said, "What do you think?"

Ye Ran wanted to say something, but Zhang Qian, who was standing next to him, was afraid that he would completely disturb her, so she showed an apologetic look.

"My lord, please calm down. I'll take you to breathe first, and then I'll book a banquet for you to cleanse yourself from the dust."

"Huh, I'm in a good mood. Let's forget it this time."

"Yes, yes, we subordinates have long heard that the No. 1 scholar has a broad mind, and it is true when we see it today!"

Zhang Qian smiled humbly, and quickly pointed her eyes at Ye Ran to stop being so presumptuous.

"Let's go, I'm tired from the car ride."

The number one scholar put away his folding fan and passed by Ye Ran. He looked so arrogant.

Seeing the number one scholar walking into the back room, Zhang Qian breathed a sigh of relief and whispered, "I'm very grateful that you didn't kill me, but I saved your life just now, and you still don't realize how terrifying the number one scholar's strength is. "

Ye Ran didn't answer, turned around and faced the door of the inner room, then tilted his eyes to the right, and suddenly stretched out his hand to pinch Zhang Qian's neck.

Zhang Qian was horrified. She raised her hand and slapped Ye Ran's arm repeatedly, but it had no effect at all. Instead, she could feel the strength of her palm getting stronger and stronger, and she couldn't even make a sound.

At this moment, Zhang Qian was completely desperate, the expression on her face became more and more ferocious and twisted, and a large amount of blood poured out of her mouth.

In less than half a minute, he completely lost his breath, his eyes popped out and he collapsed to the ground.

Ye Ran glanced at Zhang Qian's body with a cold face. This woman had never told the truth from the beginning.

Why did you chase her when you were on the street earlier?

Because since entering the town, Zhang Qian has been following not far away.

If not, how could she discover her existence?

Why did she run away when he took a few steps forward?

Because... Zhang Qian must have received some kind of order and appeared here deliberately.

Ye Ran withdrew his gaze and walked slowly towards the back room. As soon as he opened the curtain, a gust of fist wind came towards him!

Fortunately, he reacted quickly enough and avoided the attack on one side of his feet.

"He is quite powerful, no wonder he was able to destroy the Sky Poison Sect."

"But I still don't understand. How did you find out that we were going to attack you?"

The champion came out with a smile, his face was relaxed and comfortable, and he didn't take Ye Ran into his eyes at all.

"It's simple, because Zhang Qian's words are full of holes."

"She said that you have to deal with Granny Denghua, but... how can an organization that can control other people's power at will focus on evil spirits? Isn't that ridiculous?"

"Moreover, your eyes have locked since you entered the door, and you have no intention of talking to me at all."

"The owner of this tattoo shop is your contact person no matter what. Will he really refuse to give you any information?"

Ye Ran couldn't help but complain. I don't know what he thinks that such poor acting skills can be put on the stage.

Then again, in fact, ever since he felt the cold breath, Ye Ran had been thinking about the connection between them, and deduced that all actions were probably directed at him.

As the saying goes, it never hurts to be more cautious when traveling in rivers and lakes.

"Very smart, but it's a pity that it still can't change your ending."

After hearing this analysis, the champion's eyes suddenly turned cold, and he said sternly: "Although the Sky Poison Sect is a waste, after all, he is a member of the Snake Temple organization. He is not a waste that can be messed with casually."

Ye Ran picked his ears disapprovingly: "It seems that you are as stupid as them and think you can kill me easily."

The number one scholar shook his head slightly, wagging his fingers and said, "No, no, no, I am different from them, because I have this strength."

After the words fell, the champion's eyes were slightly stern, he kicked his feet, raised his folding fan and stabbed.

Even if he hasn't succeeded yet, he already has a winner's smile on his face.

In his opinion, this matter was completely childish, and the people in the organization who sent him down were simply overqualified.

How can we deal with this kind of little Karami?

This is absolute confidence in one's own strength!

However, Ye Ran had no intention of dodge at all, and the champion even mocked the idiot when he saw this. It seemed that the mission could be ended early.

With the sound of the sharp blade piercing the flesh, Yin Hong dripped down Ye Ran's palm and fell to the ground.

The contemptuous smile on the champion's face gradually disappeared, replaced by a ferocious look.

"To be honest, the pressure you give me is not even as good as that little scholar. It's so useless."

Ye Ran's voice sounded.

Looking closer, he saw that the champion's folding fan did not hit Ye Ran, but passed close to his ear. On the other hand, when he looked at his heart, a dagger was inserted into it.

"How...how is this possible?!"

The number one scholar was extremely shocked. It took him countless years to cultivate to the level of inner strength. How could he be killed instantly by an unknown person? !

Subjectively, he didn't believe this was true.

But the severe pain that followed told him that this was a fact.

He raised his hand and pulled out the dagger. In an instant, blood spurted out like a fountain, so wet that his eyes could not see clearly.

"The young man is very energetic."

Ye Ran raised his hand and touched his face, then shook off the blood on his hand.

The champion turned around and was about to run away, but his body refused to obey him. He stumbled and fell to the ground, and his face became increasingly pale.

"Stop struggling and die in peace."

Ye Ran held the dagger upside down, took two steps forward, then rode on the champion's back, sealing his throat with a knife.

In fact, it's the man's fault that he didn't use his inner strength just now, otherwise the knife wouldn't have been able to penetrate at all.

A normal internal energy master, if he wants to, can even mobilize his internal energy to take over the sword with his bare hands to a certain extent.

It's a pity that the fake number one scholar in front of him is too confident in himself.

How is it like a little scholar who mobilizes his inner strength when he meets him? Although the results are similar, he is smarter than the number one scholar no matter how he looks at it.

"Those who can cultivate internal strength are considered top-notch masters outside, but within the Snake Temple organization, they are just wage earners. It's too mysterious."

Ye Ran lit a cigarette while talking to himself, then took out his mobile phone and made a call, then walked out of the store after a while.

…

The little beggar who had been out shopping was having a great time. He bought a lot of things without knowing it. Looking at it, he even felt a little unsatisfied.

Beside a certain stall, a little beggar was squatting here to choose a bracelet. The next second, his body began to shrink back involuntarily, and he was instantly confused.

Looking back, he found that Ye Ran was dragging him back.

"Master, actually I can walk by myself." The little beggar said very seriously.

Ye Ran glanced back: "It doesn't matter, I'm not tired of being a teacher."

Since there was no place to focus, the little beggar could only let Ye Ran drag him backwards, and then took the opportunity to take out the hand cake and take a bite.

When people passing by saw this scene, they all moved out of the way. Some were laughing, some were criticizing, but without exception, no one came forward.

After all, it was the first time anyone had ever seen him holding a piece of cake and gnawing leisurely while being dragged away.

"Master, are we ready to leave?" The little beggar blinked his eyes, ate the hand cake at the speed of light, and filled his little mouth.

Ye Ran threw away the cigarette butt and said calmly: "Then you stay here."

After saying that, he got in and started the car.

The little beggar quickly stuffed the things he bought into the car and got in quickly.

On the way to Lan County, Ye Ran's cell phone rang suddenly.

"Okay, send me your location and I'll rush there as soon as possible."

"By the way, you need to be more careful about the Snake Temple. They are already targeting me."

"Okay, that's it, let's talk about it when we meet."

After hanging up the phone, Ye Ran turned his head and the car drifted away.

When traveling in the world, it is inevitable to offend others.

For an evil cultivator like Ye Ran, it doesn't matter if there is one more or one less.

But you must at least understand the enemy's strength and know yourself and the enemy so that you can win every battle, otherwise it will be easy to be led by the nose.

However, what surprised Ye Ran the most during this trip was not the Snake Temple.

But the young master who liked to hide at home actually came out and said that they would go find the golden tree together.

However, Ye Ran guessed that this guy most likely sneaked out without telling his father. If the old man found out, he didn't know how angry he would be.

"Master, the voice on the other end of the phone sounded like the big brother who saved me." The little beggar thought the voice sounded familiar, so he mentioned it.

Ye Ran didn't hide it either. This was not a shameful thing in the first place.

"Yes, he will go with us to find the golden tree when the time comes."

"Then what's his last name? Come to think of it, this big brother has never mentioned his own name."

"He is a bit special, so we can't call him by his name outside. Generally, we call him...Little Beijing."