Zhutian: Everything starts from becoming a disciple of Uncle Jiu!

Chapter 592 Zhao Zheng: I don’t want to talk anymore!

Gantian Town,
Near the west of the city,

In an abandoned house with a faint firelight, Ah Chu, who felt pain all over his body, groaned and opened his still dizzy eyes.

"I am dead?"

"No, no, you're not dead, you'll be fine..."

While decocting the medicine, Ah Hai, whose eyes were a little red, didn't know if it was because of the smoke or what, hurried to Ah Chu who was lying on the wooden bed to comfort him.

"You're not dead, that's good, but why do I feel so much pain in my body... Also, why didn't you take me to the inn? It's so dirty here... Did that Zhao guy really have someone break my limbs? He shouldn't dare..." Achu's weak voice sounded.

"..."

No, do you think there are still people in Gantian Town who dare to do your business now? ! Ah Hai thought helplessly in his heart, and just as he was about to speak, his head suddenly sank and he thought to himself.

"Why is it so dark suddenly..."

bang——

Ah Hai fell unconscious on the ground, while Ah Chu, who was lying on the wooden bed and was dazed due to his injuries, was still grumbling without knowing it, which made Lei Gang, who walked in, look disgusted and contemptuous.

Lei Xiu, who came in with Lei Gang, frowned slightly as she listened to what Ah Chu said about why he didn't find an inn and why he wanted to take revenge on her. She felt that this man seemed even more stupid than her.

"Do you want revenge?"

Lei Gang spoke in a low voice, and as he spoke, he stretched out his hand and flicked out the light in the abandoned house. A Chu, who was in a daze, responded.

"Nonsense, of course I want revenge, Ah Hai, do you have any way? Stop it, I don't know what you are capable of, you should just go home and take a shower and have a sleep, so that I, a useless person, won't get you into trouble..."

"You really want revenge?"

Lei Gang showed a cold smile on his face. Ah Chu continued to respond without thinking: "Nonsense, of course I want revenge..."

"Just think about it!"

Lei Gang sneered, moved his feet, and flashed in front of Achu who was lying on the wooden bed. He stretched out his right hand and grabbed Achu in the air, and continued to speak in a low voice.

"I can reconnect your limbs, restore your Dantian, and let you regain your magic power. I can also give you a chance for revenge, but I need you to do one thing for me..."

"You...are you telling the truth?"

Ah Chu, who was no longer confused, spoke. At this moment, he finally understood that the person who had been talking to him was not Ah Hai.

"Of course!"

"Okay, I promise you..."

"Hahaha……"

Lei Gang's laughter resounded through the night sky. Zhao Zheng in the sky scratched his ears, looked up at the sky, and muttered softly.

"If a meteor suddenly fell from the sky at this moment and killed Lei Gang directly, then the problem would be solved..."

Zhao Zheng thought about it and shook his head. Forget it. Not to mention that Lei Zhenzi was quite nice to him, just because Mao Xiaofang was his master's cousin, he couldn't do this!
Let's slowly guide Lei Gang back to the right path!!
The conflict between Lei Gang and Mao Xiaofang was actually not that big. It was just that Lei Zhenzi's behavior during his lifetime seemed a bit biased to Lei Gang, which made Lei Gang feel that something was missing.

"But this Master Lei... Oh, it turns out that he relies on the power of the evil god behind the black magic. I was wondering how come you are so powerful that you couldn't even cure your own eyes after so long..."

Looking at the divine power contained in the phantom of a big head with a submarine head that Lei Gang summoned when he used the South Asian black magic to heal Achu's injuries.

Zhao Zheng's eyes lit up, and he secretly said "taste it". His figure flashed and came to the sky above the abandoned house. He jumped his head three meters high and pointed it towards the big head sewer in the house.

"Hello friend."

The smell of mutton skewers made Big Head, who was treating Achu's injury, look back subconsciously.

The general picture is as follows!
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Five Zang organs (spine) and six bowels
This guy has so many eyes!!

"Hey, friend, have you eaten yet?"

"???"

Is this guy...sick? !
Listening to the strange accent of the evil god in front of him, the big-headed man frowned, and his already ferocious face became even more ferocious. Just when he was about to speak, he saw a mouth that was getting bigger and bigger.

An invisible chewing sound was heard, and Lei Gang, who was casting a spell, suddenly turned pale and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Zhao Zheng blinked his eyes and secretly hoped that the person would be safe and sound and then started to make new friends.

A night of silence,
The next day,

July twenty-nine,
Fuxi Hall, in the guest room.

"You are so stingy. You always bully me, a foreigner... Oh, I should say you always bully me, a foreign god!"

Zhao Zheng, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed, opened his eyes and cursed silently, then turned his head to look behind him... There was a statue of an evil god with twelve heads, five arms, three bodies and seven legs sitting cross-legged on a skull altar, which might not be so kind.

He flew to Nanyang last night and worked hard all night to barely put it together. It was only with the help of those Nanyang evil gods who sacrificed their lives one by one. Otherwise, it would have taken him a lot more time to put together this statue with the evil god's image.

"By the way, should I give this South Sea Evil God a name? Otherwise, how can I bring disaster to...save those believers in South Sea!" Zhao Zheng put away the not-so-friendly image of the South Sea Evil God, turned his head and muttered.

After thinking about it, he stretched out his hand and compiled a scripture about the descent of Lord Mahakala and inserted it into the Nanyang Evil God vest.

"Go ahead, it's a good disaster...save those lost lambs!" Zhao Zheng muttered to himself after throwing a few of the Nanyang Evil God's vests of divine power into Nanyang.

"Junior brother, it's time to eat!"

A not-so-happy voice sounded from outside the door. Zhao Zheng looked through the door at Ah Hai who had a cold face outside. He said, "I won't have breakfast. Tell my uncle and the others that I'm going out of the city to suppress the bandits."

After saying that, Zhao Zheng ignored Ah Hai, who didn't want to pay attention to him, so as not to embarrass Ah Hai and himself.

He simply washed up, rejected the help offered by Mao Xiaofang and the others, and led a group of soldiers out of the city to suppress the bandits.

There is nothing much to say about the process of going out of the city to suppress the bandits. It is nothing more than shooting and killing, killing and shooting. Under the powerful firepower suppression, everything is as vulnerable as chickens and dogs.

The only thing worth saying is... there must be something hateful about a pitiful person, and there must be something miserable about a hateful person.

In a mountain stronghold that was instantly controlled, Zhao Zheng dismounted and was followed into the cell by Song Zilong (whom Director Song paid to gain experience), who came with him to assist, and Zhou Sanyuan and others.

The prison cell was a bit like the mountain stronghold where Zhao Zheng had first sacrificed and refined the Human Emperor Banner. The only difference was that there were more fools.

"艸..."

Zhou Sanyuan couldn't help but curse at those foolish women, and Song Zilong's face didn't look very good either.

Zhao Zheng glanced at him expressionlessly, turned around and left, which surprised Song Zilong. He quickly stepped forward and asked.

"Ah... Young Marshal, what should we do with these people?"

"Are you the local boss? Or am I the local boss?"

Zhao Zheng asked back, looking at Song Zilong who didn't quite understand: "You don't want me to help send them home, do you? Uh... forget it, Sanyuan, I'll leave this to you!"

"Yes, Marshal!"

Zhou Sanyuan immediately bowed, and Song Zilong looked confused, but he was not a stupid man, so he quickly understood what Zhao Zheng meant, which was that these women could not go home, at least, they could not go back now.

"Captain, don't worry, leave it to me..."

Zhou Sanyuan realized that his attitude towards Zhao Zheng was a little too respectful, and said to Song Zilong respectfully with a smile.

"Um……"

Song Zilong nodded. Zhao Zheng ignored all this. He just walked out of the cell, took out the Human Emperor Banner and threw it away.

Looking at the souls of the bandits that were collected into the Human Emperor Banner and the ghost officials who actively avoided from a distance, Zhao Zheng couldn't help but sigh in his heart that there are still good ghosts in this world.

far away.

The two ghost officials who were so scared that they ran more than ten miles away looked at each other with pale faces and said, "Where did this evil cultivator come from who openly collects souls to refine treasures!"

"I don't know, but I think we still have to go back and report this matter..." said another ghost with a face full of fear.

It had to be afraid. It felt that if it had run a step slower, it might have entered the banner surrounded by black air.

"Well, why not just forget it? Less trouble is worse than more. What if the higher-ups blame us or ask you and me to catch this evil cultivator..."

"Ahem, hey, big brother, aren't we going to Wangjia Village to hunt souls? How did we get here? Are we lost?"

"Lost... yes, yes, we are lost. Let's go to Wangjia Village to hunt souls!" The ghost messenger who was called the big brother said quickly.

The two ghost officials left at this point. As for the evil cultivator collecting souls and refining treasures, they didn't know about it and didn't see it either.

Zhao Zheng didn't care about these. He just ordered the soldiers to take away the things that should be taken away from the stronghold and then throw a torch.

boom--

Flames shot up into the sky, quickly covering the filthy mountain village. Zhao Zheng, riding on a tall white horse that was a little restless due to the temperature, said expressionlessly.

"go!"

"Yes, Marshal!"
Everyone went down the mountain and continued their journey to suppress the bandits. Only Song Zilong looked at the mountain stronghold with flames rising to the sky behind him with some worry for a few seconds, then he rode his horse to Zhao Zheng's side.

"Okay, just make the arrangements. Remember to tell your people not to talk too much!" Zhao Zheng instructed Zhou Sanyuan indifferently.

"Don't worry, I understand. They won't say anything..." Zhou Sanyuan nodded with a smile, and then continued with some concern: "But even if those stupid women were sent to another town by Ergou and the others, I think..."

"Don't worry, good people will be rewarded!" Zhao Zheng said with a smile. Zhou Sanyuan hesitated for a moment, and seeing that Song Zilong on the side seemed to have something to say, he chose to retreat obediently.

"Young Marshal, will this fire..."

Song Zilong rode his horse forward, came to Zhao Zheng's side and spoke with a frown, his eyes still looking back at the mountain stronghold behind which was still on fire. Zhao Zheng glanced at Song Zilong and turned back and said.

"It is going to rain!"

"Raining? The sun is so bright..."

Song Zilong could not help but raise his head. There was no sun in sight. There were only bean-sized raindrops falling down with the sudden gathering of dark clouds.

"Let's get wet for a while. This rain can soothe your mind and calm your spirit!"

Zhao Zheng spoke to Song Zilong, then took out a raincoat from behind and put it on. Song Zilong felt that Zhao Zheng was targeting him.

No, this is directed at him!
Song Zilong silently watched the soldiers who took out raincoats from their bags and put them on. Zhao Zheng glanced at Biga in the dark, turned his head with a pout and said to Song Zilong.

"Come on, you'd better put it on, otherwise I'm afraid your wife will come back to trouble me. After all, we are related... ahem... let's go!" Zhao Zheng refused to mention it again.

After all, he is single.
Where did this brother-in-law and woman come from!

that's it,
The anti-bandit campaign continues.

Until seven days later,
The time came to the fifth day of August.

In seven days, not only were all the bandits within a 200-mile radius of Gantian Town wiped out, but some nearby warlords also took the initiative and enthusiastically brought their men over to make friends with Zhao Zheng.

Behind Fuxi Hall,
The matter was resolved in a large courtyard with five entrances donated by a local squire in the town. Kindaichi, who was found in Gantian Town, looked at the gold, silver and jewelry in the vault in surprise.

"A Zheng, did you remember it wrong, or did you say it wrong? How come the money others gave you is more than the money you got from suppressing bandits?"

"There's nothing we can do. The bandits are just poor!"

"Yeah... indeed."

Looking at the two piles of gold, silver and jewelry, one large and one small, Kindaichi nodded heavily. She thought that the generals and gentry were the richest, and she began to look at Zhao Zheng eagerly.

"Pick whatever you like!"

Zhao Zheng waved his hand and said proudly. Kindaichi happily hugged Zhao Zheng and said, "Hehe, I knew that Zheng was the best!"

"Don't worry, let me check the gate first..."

"..."

Feeling the dishonest big hands on his body, Kindaichi, who was no longer happy, raised his head and glared at Zhao Zheng coquettishly.

Eight thousand seven hundred and twenty words later...

bedroom.

"Stay still and don't run around, or else there will be thieves in your house..."

Zhao Zheng, who was dressed politely, scared Kindaichi, who was still not yet conscious on the bed. Seeing Kindaichi coming back to his senses immediately, he rolled his eyes in disgust.

"I am also doing this for our family..."

Seeing what Zhao Zheng disliked, Jin Tianyi said stubbornly with a vague look, and Zhao Zheng nodded: "Stay still, and don't forget what I told you..."

"I know. It's just that I can't make my relationship with you clear. I can't let people find out about my relationship with you. I know..." Sitting on the bed, wrapped in a quilt, Kindaichi looked at Zhao Zhengdao with some unhappiness and resentment.

"Hey, you misunderstood. That's not what I meant. I just think it's not good for a woman like you to make the relationship clear like this. You're not from Zhongyuan, so you may know too little about our reputation..."

Zhao Zheng came to the bed and sat down, hugged Kindaichi and started to explain, forget it, he was the one who cp Kindaichi.

"Is it really for me?"

"Of course. What? You don't believe me? You don't think of me as that kind of man, do you?" Zhao Zheng frowned and let go of Kindaichi in his arms.

"No, no, I just..."

Kindaichi hurriedly explained, and looking at Zhao Zheng's angry expression, he rolled his eyes and began to admit his mistake and beg for mercy.

"Hiss, don't think... forget it, I will reluctantly forgive you this time, but, you know there won't be a next time... hiss..." Zhao Zheng said, touching Kindaichi's hair.

After a while,

Outside the courtyard gate.

Zhao Zheng turned his head and glanced at Kindaichi, who was even more greedy for money than Ma Xiaoling, then retracted his gaze, climbed onto the horse brought by his adjutant, and slowly led a group of soldiers to Fuxi Hall.

"Young Marshal..."

"Hmm? Is there any movement?"

Zhao Zheng spoke, and the adjutant looked around to make sure that there were no ears behind the wall and said, "Yes, in the past two days, that Taoist priest Lei has been out of town. And the Ah Chu you mentioned, I don't know what rare treasures he ate, and all his injuries suddenly healed, and also..."

"What else?"

"Lucky!"

"???"

Zhao Zheng asked a few questions, and the adjutant quickly explained, "The brothers we sent said that Ah Chu has been lucky since his injuries healed two days ago. He either picked up money, or someone gave him something, or he picked up something. Moreover, his luck today was so good that he picked up gold and silver while walking on the road..."

"It's not a big problem, keep monitoring!"

"But, Marshal, this Ah Chu seemed to have chatted with Marshal Qian who passed by today. What if he got in touch with Marshal Qian or tried to harm you..."

"Don't worry. Besides, it's just picking up gold. Do you believe me when I say gold will rain from the sky soon?" Zhao Zheng asked back.

The adjutant wanted to shake his head, but before he could do so, he saw that the sky had darkened. The next moment, a violent hurricane came with blinding dust and golden beans all over the sky.

Crackling golden beans fell from the sky, and the adjutant rubbed his eyes blankly, looking at Zhao Zheng who was holding an umbrella with his mouth wide open.

The soldiers looked up at the sky and the ground as if they had seen something weird. It really was gold falling from the sky.

"Young Marshal, this..."

"What are you standing there for? Why don't you quickly pick up all the golden beans that I lost when I was a child? Can't you see that they are all coming to find me?" Zhao Zheng said.

"Yes, Marshal!"
The adjutant and others began to pick up the golden beans. Zhao Zheng rode his horse to Mao Xiaofang, who had come over because of the noise but was standing in a daze at the entrance of the alley. "What's wrong? Uncle Master."

"This gold..."

“Oh, this was lost when I was a kid.”

"..."

You are kidding me!
Mao Xiaofang just felt that Zhao Zheng was deceiving him, but he couldn't figure out what kind of magic it was, so he could only look at Zhao Zheng with a frown.

"A Zheng, some spells..."

"Master, have you ever heard of wishing for something to come true?"

"May all your wishes come true?"

Mao Xiaofang was startled. Just as he was wondering what kind of magic spell was that could make your wish come true, he heard Zhao Zheng say, "In fact, my nephew has already become an immortal!"

"……Oh!"

"..."

"..."

"Forget it, I won't hide it from you. In fact, this is because I practiced Huang Tian Dafa. Because I have practiced to the state where Huang Tian is dead and Qing Tian is established, I can already represent Heaven's heart with my own heart!" Zhao Zheng said lightly.

"Huang Tian Da Fa?"

Mao Xiaofang was stunned for a moment, then he understood and looked at Zhao Zhengdao with an expression that said, "You are really lucky."

"I see. No wonder..."

"……Um!"

Zhao Zheng looked expressionlessly at Mao Xiaofang, who looked quite similar to Taoist Zhaixing. He shook his head in his heart and was too lazy to say anything more.

“I didn’t expect that you even obtained the Huangtian Dafa of the Taiping Dao, and even cultivated it to the realm of Qingtian Yili. Not bad…” Mao Xiaofang exclaimed.

"Not only that, I will soon comprehend the subsequent realms of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths. By then, let alone replacing the Heaven's heart with my own, I will have no problem opening up the Four Extremes Secret Realms and transforming into a dragon!"

"Huh? Transforming into a dragon? The Huangtian Dafa of Taiping Dao also has the ability to transform physical constitution?" Mao Xiaofang was stunned.

"……right!"

"I didn't expect that the Huangtian Dafa of the Taiping Dao could be so mysterious. I was really ignorant before!"

"……Um!"

Seeing Mao Xiaofang looking like he had very little experience, Zhao Zheng nodded expressionlessly. Forget it, he should just shut up.

(End of this chapter)