Seeking longevity from the world of Si Teng / Seeking longevity from the world of the Republic of Ch

Qi Tiezui on the side also suddenly interjected: "I seem to have heard of this person too. It is said that this person is rampant in the northwest, oppressing the people, and doing all kinds of evil, but I heard that this person is good at whipping, so I want to take advantage of him. I'm afraid it won't be easy."

After saying this, several people fell into silence.

"To rob is hurtful, in order to avoid complications, we can only take it out of our wits!" Xie Jiuye, who is in charge of wisdom, said with a smile.

"Well, I also think outsmarting is the safest way to save time and avoid missing the auction, and robbing may not be successful. There are too many variables." Er Yuehong, who has been silent on the side, said.

"Well, how can we outwit it?" Zhang Qishan agreed with this point of view, but then asked with a frown.

"That's simple. I've checked. This trip to Beijing will pass through six caves, and Wuchang will take the longest time. At that time, the eighth master will observe in the corridor, the Buddha and the Taoist priest will support him, and the second master will take action. Bring the invitation!"

Qin Li nodded in agreement.

"What if you miss it?" Zhang Qishan continued to ask, his military officer's thinking had taken effect, and everything had to be considered comprehensively.

"Then kill him!" Xie Jiuye said, unexpectedly, there was a wild heart under his gentle appearance.

"Peng Sanbian has been in the rivers and lakes for many years. It may be difficult to deceive him with ordinary tricks, but with the second master's skill, he should be able to get close to him, but he may not be able to escape completely, so everyone should not take it lightly!" Zhang Qishan finally stood up and said decisively. .

"Buddha is right." Everyone nodded slightly.

"Okay, let's all get ready, hurry up, this live deer grass is extremely precious, I'm afraid it's hard to get a photo, if someone else gets it, it will be another hard fight." Zhang Qishan said.

After finishing speaking, he sent everyone away, and he also wanted to sell some treasures. After all, Xie Jiuye would not go among these people, and the other two had no money, and they would have to pay for it themselves in the end.

"Lady Zhang, how can I help?" Qin Li asked when he saw that everyone had left.

"The Taoist priest doesn't need to do anything now. I know that the Taoist priest is a man of real ability. If he is in danger, please ask the Taoist priest to help him." Zhang Qishan said.

"It's natural."

"Thank you first, Mr. Zhang."

"The Taoist is free, Zhang is going to prepare."

Having said that, he left.

Qin Li had nothing to do, but he was happy and at ease, and went out to wander around Changsha City.

On the street where people come and go, Qin Li's shabby Taoist robe doesn't look awkward, because there are all kinds of people on the street, some are wearing suits, some are wearing long gowns, and some are wearing cheongsams. And so on.

From time to time, a team dressed as a policeman passed by, which made Qin Li realize that this place is not just the territory of the old nine sects, but also various military forces.

Zhang Qishan's position as a defense officer is by no means a high-ranking official. There are a lot of KMT military officers and provincial government officials on top of him.

Zhang Qishan here must not be able to cover the sky with one hand like in the TV series.

Zhang Qishan is more about weighing the power of the world and the officialdom, so that he can survive in the big dye vat of Changsha.

Although Lao Jiumen is very powerful in Changsha City, but that is only in Jianghu, in Baidao, except for Zhang Qishan, the others do not have much strength.

Therefore, the old nine sects are more likely to hold together to keep warm, fighting openly and secretly on weekdays, but once the moment of life and death comes, they will unanimously speak out. This is the secret of the old nine sect's survival.

The old nine sects are involved in all walks of life, some are officials, some are opera singers, some are in business, some are fortune tellers, some are killers, etc. In short, once they are grouped together, on the three-acre land in Changsha, no matter you No matter how big a person is, if he wants to get things done, he must rely on these local snakes.

Because they have great influence in all walks of life in Changsha City.

Qin Li walked on the streets in the 30s. This place is not as prosperous as later generations, nor as peaceful as later generations. You can even see beggars in some streets and alleys, but it has a special charm.

Wonton stalls, steamed stuffed bun shops, and porters on the street work very hard, which is created by the times.

Looking at those workers who could not earn a lot of money every day, Qin Li couldn't help thinking of his ambition when he first came to this world, but he also knew that he would not be the one who led them to equality.

That person has already appeared, all they need is to wait, to be ignited by that person.

Qin Li unconsciously walked to a wonton stand and looked at the person who was busily busy by the smoking boiler.

"The Taoist priest wants a bowl of wontons?"

When Qin Li was in a daze, the owner of the wonton stall asked.

"Try a bowl." Qin Li looked at the smiling boss and replied with the same smile.

He can't control so much, and he doesn't have such grand ideals. His ideal is to seek Taoism and become immortal. Let's leave the matter of saving the people to those professionals!

Sitting on the bench at the wonton stand, Qin Li was filled with emotion as he watched the people coming and going on the street. Some people were born with rich clothes and good food, but some people would lose their legs because of three meals a day.

"Master Dao, your vegetarian wontons." Just as Qin Li was deep in thought, the owner of the wonton stall, about 50 years old, came over with a bowl of wontons.

"Thank you layman." Qin Li took the wonton and thanked him.

Qin Li, as a wild man, of course eats meat, but he didn't say anything when he saw the vegetarian wonton brought by the boss.

Instead, he said his thanks and started eating on his own.

After all, it is very troublesome to explain, more things are worse than less things, vegetarian wontons are also delicious.

Taoist priests of some sects can eat meat, and Taoist priests of some sects cannot eat meat. Qin Li has no sect and sect, and of course there are no such precepts.

He usually eats whatever he wants and refuses if he doesn’t want to, never thinking about those precepts.

Because he seeks Taoism and cultivates immortals for the sake of freedom, if he can't do this, then he can't do it either, what kind of freedom is he.

Chapter 28 Famous post

In this way, two days later, Qin Li followed Zhang Qishan and others on the train to Peiping.

Accompanying them were Qi Tiezui, Zhang Qishan, Er Yuehong and his wife.

Qin Li got on the train with the intention of going to Beiping for a while, because there were few people in the old nine who were his opponents, and as long as there were no characters outside the plot, he could run amok.

In the mountains and fields, on a long railway track, the train is moving at "high speed", and the plan against Peng Sanbian is also slowly unfolding.

"Fortune-telling! Fortune-telling! No money!"

Qi Tiezui, dressed as a fortune teller, yelled hard in the carriage.

Leaning on a banner, wearing a pair of round sunglasses, and carrying a cloth bag, the feeling of the rivers and lakes came out in an instant.

Qi Tiezui walked very slowly in the carriage, turning his head from time to time to ask the passengers sitting on the bench if they wanted to make a fortune teller. Some passengers really agreed to make a fortune teller, but because he was a fortune teller, he didn't. To expose the truth, but to bluff the passengers.

It looked alike, because none of the counterfeiters could say everything in detail, and Yintang came as soon as he opened his mouth, so he made a lot of money before he got the invitation letter.

But when he arrived at the Crescent Hotel, he still had to vomit it all out, not only what he earned now, but also what he had earned in the past.

"Thank you sir, this is my heart!"

"Okay, okay!" Qi Tiezui took the silver dollar from a middle-aged man again, smiling happily, completely forgetting the reluctance when he came.