Silver Overlord

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Yan Liqiang's eyes flickered brightly, and he looked at the Taoist man in front of him. He didn't know if this person was a liar or he wanted to design an escape and opened his mouth. Such a big hat, Yan Liqiang never thought that he could wear it in his dreams On their heads, these outsiders who walk in rivers and lakes can often say that the living is dead, and the dead are alive, and they are especially good at figuring out the minds of others. There are various mysterious and unpredictable methods to make you unknowingly get into the Tao and be led by their noses. Those scammers from previous lives are scum in front of these people.

It's just ... Xu Lang, if they arrange such a person to set themselves up, they really don't know what to do, and they might be too fancy for themselves?

"Do you know Xu Lang?" Yan Liqiang asked suddenly, straight into his eyes, and then stared at the expression on the Taoist's face, especially the slight changes in the pupil. This is also a "trick" mastered by Yan Liqiang in his life. He can judge whether a person is lying through the changes in a person's pupils and facial expressions.

"Who is Xu Lang? I haven't seen it before, but in the past few days, I heard that a man named Xu Lang was dueling on the platform of life and death, but was hurt by a dark arrow, making him enthusiastic!" The priest smiled and said calmly.

From the changes in the expression and pupils of the Taoist priest, Yan Liqiang found that the Taoist priest was not lying, or that the Taoist lie was far beyond his imagination.

Yan Liqiang turned his mind, and after looking at the Taoist's eyes, he suddenly let go and turned towards the alley without saying a word.

The Taoist froze slightly, and quickly followed.

"Don't follow me anymore, otherwise don't blame me for being polite to you!" Yan Liqiang didn't turn his head, but stopped slightly, then said coldly.

The footsteps behind him stopped suddenly, and Yan Liqiang had just taken a few steps outside the alley. Suddenly, the Taoist's voice rang again behind Yan Liqiang.

"Is he really indifferent to the catastrophe four years later?"

This is the sentence that made Yan Liqiang's figure suddenly feel like being charged. Yan Liqiang stopped and slowly turned his head to look at the Taoist priest. The Taoist priest was still standing with his eyes calm. Looking at Yan Liqiang.

"what did you just say?"

"I said, was the boy really indifferent to the catastrophe four years later?"

Yan Liqiang sucked at the corner of his mouth, and then pointed at the Taoist and yelled, "Neuropathy, dead hair, are you confused about taking a panacea, what a big catastrophe? You dream, you know what I am , Whoever eats, dare to talk nonsense with me again, here to confuse people, be careful I will send you to see the officials, people will chop your head! "

Scolding at the Taoist, Yan Liqiang turned around and kept walking, walking quickly towards the alley.

"Poor Dao lives in Bailongguan, Xiaoyun Mountain outside the Imperial City. If the son wants to see me, he can come to Baiyunguan at any time!" The Taoist said behind Yan Liqiang, but Yan Liqiang's footsteps did not stop.

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入 Entering Xihua in the eighth afternoon, God's will is not always taken for granted, and the right path on earth is vicissitudes! "

When Yan Liqiang stepped out of the alley, the strange song of that Taoist priest also floated into Yan Liqiang's ears. Yan Liqiang turned back, but the Taoist priest was no longer in the alley.

Yan Liqiang looked at the blue shirt he was wearing today, and the calendula in his hand. Although the surface was calm, his heart had already turned over the river, and a strange feeling surged. The words of the priest also made Yan Liqiang somewhat wary. When the priest later said the catastrophe four years later, in fact, Yan Liqiang's heart could no longer remain calm. In the last song of that priest, the first two sentences seemed to say It was that he was wearing a blue shirt and holding a calendula from Xihuamen to enter Emperor Beijing this afternoon, but the last sentence, "The right path on earth is vicissitudes", is somewhat unusual, because this poem is a poem of Yan Liqiang's predecessor.

Who is this Taoist?

How did he know about the calamity four years later?

Also, what does it mean that he met here today and said those words? There is also the poem of Taizu, is it pure coincidence, or does it want to hint?

Numerous questions appeared in Yan Liqiang's heart, making Yan Liqiang's heart mess.

Yan Liqiang stood on the street for a while, and finally cleared his thoughts, suppressed those questions and priorities, took a deep breath, identified the direction, and then walked toward the Ganzhou Guild Hall.

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The Ganzhou Guild Hall is on Qianju Avenue in Dijing. The entire Guild Hall covers an area of ​​more than ten acres and is divided into several huge courtyards. It is magnificent and very elegant. Each state of the Han Empire has a Guild Hall in this imperial capital. Like the combination of the Beijing Office and the Chamber of Commerce in each state, the officials and businessmen who come to Dijing from each state can live in this hall as long as they have some identity and relationship. In addition, the hall can also entertain guests. Inquiring about all kinds of news from Emperor Jing, for many foreigners who came to Emperor Jing, the clubs in each state are their most trusted place in Emperor Jing.

Outside the gate of the Ganzhou Guild Hall, there were four people who looked like guards. Yan Liqiang came to the gate of the Ganzhou Guild Hall. UU read a book at www.uukanshu.com and looked at the sign of the Ganzhou Guild Hall. Then he walked towards the inside of the Guild Hall. Go in.

"This little brother, this is the Ganzhou Guild Hall, please go elsewhere if you want to sell flowers!" The four guards looked at Yan Liqiang, and a guard in his twenties stepped forward, politely stopped Yan Li.

Yan Liqiang is young and tender. A fifteen-year-old boy has n’t grown up, plus he has a lot of calendula in his hand, and he wears a normal dress. Several guards thought they were selling flowers, and Yan Liqiang didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

"I'm here to find someone!" Yan Liqiang said.

As soon as Yan Liqiang spoke, the familiar Ganzhou accent suddenly stunned the guard who stopped Yan Liqiang, and the expression on his face relaxed a little. "I wonder who this little brother is looking for?"

"I'm looking for ..." Yan Liqiang was about to speak, but a voice familiar to him suddenly appeared behind him, "Li Qiang ..."

Yan Liqiang turned back and saw a gorgeous carriage just arrived at the gate of the hall. Lu Payne showed a surprised face from the carriage window ...