Upon hearing this, Zhang Zhiwei was eager to try: "Master, when are we going to set off?"
"Let's go now!" said Zhang Jingqing.
Zhang Zhiwei was stunned and looked at the date on the invitation: "Master, there are still ten days before the birthday of the old man of the Lu family. Isn't it too early for us to leave now?"
Although Longhu Mountain is in Jiangxi and Lujia is in Jiangnan, more than a thousand kilometers apart, it is now the early years of the Republic of China and transportation is inconvenient. For an ordinary person, it would probably take several months to travel this distance.
However, the Tianshi Mansion is one of the three Taoist talisman sects, and is proficient in talismans, so it has never lacked means of traveling.
Not to mention other advanced methods, just the basic talisman - stick the divine armor horse on your legs, and you can travel a thousand miles a day, easily.
More than a thousand kilometers can be covered in just one or two days by running.
“Not early!”
Zhang Jingqing said, "Haven't you reached the state of the ape mind and need to travel? How can you achieve the effect of traveling by just rushing on? You and I will complete the journey in the way ordinary people do!"
"Master, that's a great idea!" Zhang Zhiwei immediately flattered him!
"Oh!" Zhang Jingqing smiled faintly, "I wish you could be this alert in front of others!"
Zhang Zhiwei was silent for a moment. Others? Others were only worthy of smelling his farts, not his rainbows.
Afterwards, Heavenly Master Zhang Jingqing gave some instructions, packed his bag, and set off with Zhang Zhiwei.
After descending Longhu Mountain, looking at the official road covered with weeds, Zhang Zhiwei looked at Zhang Jingqing. In those days, there was no navigation, and he really didn't know the way.
Zhang Jingqing took out two pieces of talisman paper and drew a few strokes in the air with his fingers.
With a throw of his hand, the two pieces of talisman paper swelled up in the wind, and in the blink of an eye, they turned into two snow-white, extremely majestic horses.
Zhang Zhiwei was stunned: "This is..."
Didn’t we agree to use the ordinary way?
Zhang Jingqing glanced at Zhang Zhiwei and said, "It's a long journey to Jiangnan. Even ordinary people would choose to travel on horseback. These two Fu horses have the same stamina as ordinary horses. Is there any problem?"
Although he said he was traveling, Tianshi Zhang Jingqing was naturally not a pedantic person. If he really wanted to walk to the south of the Yangtze River on foot without using any magic or relying on external forces, he would definitely not be able to make it to the birthday banquet, but he might be able to make it to the New Year's Eve dinner.
"Master, great advice!"
Zhang Zhiwei naturally had no objection. Who would want to walk when you can ride a horse?
Zhang Jingqing said as he climbed onto his horse, "Zhiwei, remember, when you're out and about, you have to be flexible and not be rigid!"
Zhang Zhiwei also mounted his horse: "Master has great wisdom!"
Zhang Jingqing's mouth twitched, and he wanted to curse him as a beast, but in the end he didn't. He just shouted "fight" and rode out.
Zhang Zhiwei followed immediately.
The two of them walked along the official road, heading south.
The official roads of the Republic of China cannot be compared with the highways and national highways of later generations. They are just dilapidated dirt roads. In some places, they cannot even be considered roads.
However, this section of the road is relatively flat as it is close to the popular Longhu Mountain.
The two men rode their horses for half a day and were far away from the territory of Longhu Mountain.
In front of a hillside, Zhang Jingqing suddenly stopped his horse.
Zhang Zhiwei also stopped and looked at his master in confusion.
Zhang Jingqing's face was as gloomy as water, and he said in a deep voice: "In the prosperous times, the Dao is hidden in the mountains. In times of disaster, Laojun carries his sword to save the world! Zhiwei, remember, we who practice Dao must uphold justice!"
Looking at Zhang Jingqing's serious face, Zhang Zhiwei did not act funny, but wondered why his master suddenly said this.
Suddenly, an inexplicable sound was heard.
"Um?"
Zhang Zhiwei looked into the distance. Was that a gunshot? Something was happening in the distance...
"Master, shall I go see what happened?"
Zhang Zhiwei rode his horse to a high place, concentrated his mind and held his breath. With the help of the powerful Qi in his body, his eyesight and hearing reached a level that ordinary people could hardly achieve.
The hard-to-hear breathing sounds, footsteps, and conversations in the distance...came clearly into my ears.
In an instant, he roughly understood the cause and effect of the matter.
"Now that you've seen him, it's your bad luck!"
After determining the location of the incident, Zhang Zhiwei had an idea and stepped on the horse's hooves, leaping several meters away.
"Master, I'll go take care of them!"
From a distance, Zhang Jingqing's voice could be heard: "We must clean it up!"
"I'll do the work, don't worry!"
…
at the same time.
Not far away, the official road was stained red with blood.
In the pool of blood, several broken carriages were overturned.
The carriage was surrounded by corpses gushing with blood.
Several horse thieves were using their weapons to rummage through the corpses lying on the ground. Some of the corpses were in dishevel and looked horrible. It seemed that they had suffered inhuman torture before their death.
These are several carriages carrying passengers. Inside the carriages are students who are determined to save the country, passing merchants, and artisans performing in the streets.
But unfortunately, they were targeted by a group of roving bandits.
In today's world, warlords are fighting for power, and there is chaos everywhere. Bandits have no martial ethics and are doing one-time business. Not only do they collect tolls, they also kill people.
The fierce bandit leader was playing with a stack of dollars in his hand, with a sneer on his face:
"You still want to buy your life?! Who can you buy with just this little stuff?! You're just a bunch of beggars!"
"Boss, it's almost time. Let's go. I heard there's a fake foreigner who came home from studying abroad not far from here. He hired some people and became a warlord. He has at least a hundred guns. We can't afford to offend him. It would be bad if we ran into him."
"Fuck it, these warlords here, these warlords there, these bastards are even more ruthless than us. They've been collecting taxes for decades and have taken away all our business."
The bandit leader cursed.
At this time, the sound of horse hooves rang out.
"Business is coming, grab your weapons!"
At the bandit leader's command, several bandits immediately turned around, raised their hunting rifles, and prepared to attack.
As the sound of horse hooves got closer, a majestic white horse suddenly jumped out from the corner of the official road ahead.
On the back of the white horse rode a tall Taoist priest with a defiant look.
The sound was far less profound than the picture. Seeing the tragedy in front of him, Zhang Zhiwei felt a rush of blood to his head, and he also understood why his master's face suddenly became as gloomy as water.
"Boss, you are a stinky bull nose!"
One of the bandits shouted.
The boss, as the bandits called him, was staring at the white horse under the Taoist priest, with greed in his eyes.
Although the horse's color is a bit too white, its posture is tall and majestic, and you can tell at a glance that it is worth a lot of money.
"Stop it! Don't shoot yet, or you'll hurt that BMW! That horse is worth more than that stinky ox nose..."
The bandit leader had only said half of his words when a silver dollar flew through the air.
With a "puff" sound.
The bullet shot into his mouth and out through the back of his neck, leaving a trail of blood that dyed the grass behind him red.
The bandit leader's eyes were wide open, he knelt on the ground, covered his mouth with his hands, and made a "ho ho ho" gasping sound, but the blood still flowed down unstoppably. Looking at his appearance, it was obvious that he was not going to survive.