He left the mausoleum of the Yellow Emperor.
The middle-aged man took the high-speed train all the way south.
Fang Qiu also took the high-speed train and continued to monitor outside the two carriages.
He didn't know how many stations he had passed.
After a long time.
A middle-aged man who had been sitting still finally stood up and got off.
Fang Qiu followed him from a distance as before.
Soon, the middle-aged man came to a small town and stopped on a bridge in the town. He stood there motionless as if he was in front of the statue of his father.
Seeing this, Fang Qiu came to a small pub by the bridge, ordered some food, and watched the scenery outside the window while eating.
While watching.
Fang Qiu clearly saw that the middle-aged man, who looked very rich, stood motionless on the bridge and even closed his eyes as if he was feeling something.
Many people who passed by him didn't dare to get close, as if they were afraid that he would jump into the river.
"First Hangu Pass, then the mausoleum of the Yellow Emperor, now …"
Fang Qiu couldn't help but feel puzzled while eating.
He immediately took out his mobile phone and quickly opened the map. He looked at his location and was surprised to find that it was Pi City.
Because he followed all the way, Fang Qiu didn't notice where he was at. He didn't expect that he was in Pi City.
Pi City was also known as Xiapi in ancient times.
In ancient times, there had been a very famous war here, the Battle of Xiapi.
So.
What was so special about this bridge?
Why did this middle-aged man deliberately come to the bridge?
Fang Qiu turned on his mobile phone and searched this place with Baidu. Soon, he found the mystery!
It turned out.
The bridge where this middle-aged man was on turned out to be the legendary Zhang Liang Bridge!
Legend had it that in ancient times.
Zhang Liang lived in seclusion in Xiapi. One day, he came to the bridge for a walk and met an old man on the pier. When the old man saw Zhang Liang coming, he deliberately dropped his shoes under the bridge and asked Zhang Liang to pick them up for him. He even called Zhang Liang a lowly slave.
Zhang Liang was very angry, but seeing that the old man was too old to go down by himself, he could only suppress his anger and pick up the shoes.
But the old man asked Zhang Liang to help him put the shoes on the boat.
Although Zhang Liang was dissatisfied, he thought that since it was picked up, it was no big deal to wear it. So, he helped the old man put the shoes on.
But the old man didn't appreciate it. He didn't even thank him and left.
Zhang Liang was dissatisfied, feeling that the old man was being rude. He watched as the old man walked into the distance.
In the end, the old man turned his head and saw Zhang Liang watching him leave. He told Zhang Liang to meet him on this bridge five thousand years later.
Five days later, the old man arrived first. Zhang Liang was late. The old man said the same thing and left again.
Another five days passed.
Zhang Liang arrived early, but found that the old man had arrived before him again.
The old man left behind the same words and left.
The third time.
Zhang Liang didn't want to be criticized by the old man again, so he didn't sleep and went to the bridge to wait. This time, he finally arrived before the old man. When the old man arrived, he was satisfied and gave Zhang Liang a bamboo slip.
That bamboo slip was Tai Gong's Art of War!
This was the legend of Zhang Liang obtaining the Art of War, and also the origin of the name Zhang Liang Qiao.
"What is this person doing in Zhang Liangqiao?"
After finding out the information about this place, Fang Qiu immediately began to doubt the identity of the middle-aged man on the bridge.
Fang Qiu could faintly feel it.
This person's goal seemed to be the same as his.
Otherwise, why would he specifically choose these mysterious places from ancient times to sense them one by one?
Fang Qiu began to carefully recall the words and deeds of this middle-aged man.
But at this time.
"Hey hey …"
A drunkard's laughter came, interrupting Fang Qiu's contemplation.
He turned to look.
He saw.
A drunkard who looked like a coolie was staggering to the side of an old man selling vegetables at the end of the bridge. He grabbed the vegetables placed on the ground by the old man with a grin and took out a fifty-yuan note from his trouser pocket and threw it to the old man.
All the vegetables the old man put on the stall were worth less than fifty yuan, and he had never received such a large amount of money before. He immediately took out the cloth bag with the money and prepared to give the old man change.
Just when the old man took out the money and was about to hand it to the drunkard.
"This is the price, isn't it?"
A young man next to him suddenly opened his mouth and said.
As soon as the words came out.
The old man was shocked and hurriedly put the money back into the cloth bag. Then, holding the fifty-yuan note in one hand and grabbing the drunkard with the other, he looked at the money and said, "You give me back the vegetables. This is fake money. I won't sell my vegetables to you."
"What fake money?"
The drunkard suddenly pulled and broke free from the old man's hand. Then, with a drunken face, he pointed at the old man's head and said, "I gave you real money."
"This is fake money. This is obviously fake money."
The old man raised the money and stuffed it into the drunkard's hand. He said, "This is your fake money. I don't want it. Give me back my vegetables."
As he said, he was about to snatch the vegetables back from the drunkard.
Unexpectedly.
The drunkard suddenly swung his arm and pushed the old man to the ground. He also threw the fake fifty-yuan note on the old man and said with an evil look, "Old thing, I gave you real money. Even if this note is fake, you must have swapped it. You not only didn't give me change, but also framed me for cheating you with fake money. If you don't give me a thousand or eight hundred yuan compensation for mental damage, I won't stop!"
"I didn't change it. This is your money. You gave me fake money."
The old man immediately shouted angrily.
The drunkard didn't care about anything. He directly raised his leg and kicked the vegetables that the old man had placed on the ground away. Then, he said angrily, "You pay me for mental damage, or I'll break your legs!"
As soon as these words came out.
The old man's face changed drastically.
He was as thin as a match and was so old. How could he beat this drunkard?
"I sell vegetables here every day, and I can only sell a few dollars a day. I don't even have fifty dollars in my wallet, all of them are one or two dollars. How can I have money to exchange for your money?"
The old man was so anxious that he cried.
"Hmph, it's because you've never seen such a big amount of money that you're greedy. That's why you used fake money to exchange for my real money and slander me."
The drunkard didn't let it go. He reached out to grab the old man's bag of money, but the old man immediately hugged the bag.
The two of them immediately wrestled with each other.
Around them.
Many people came up to him one after another.
Even the middle-aged man who had been standing on the bridge with his eyes closed and sensing something was awakened by the noise.
The middle-aged man glanced indifferently at the end of the bridge and walked over.
"Clap."
His right hand moved.
The middle-aged man slapped the drunkard's shoulder and said, "Young man, you're very angry, aren't you?"
The slap went down.
For some reason, the drunkard suddenly sobered up.
At the same time,
The drunkard stared at the middle-aged man angrily and swung his fist fiercely.
However, just as he raised his arm, the middle-aged man lifted his right foot and directly kicked him out.
That was the kick!
Fang Qiu, who had been sitting in the tavern next to them and watching this scene, suddenly narrowed his eyes.
Because he had been using his Divine Consciousness to lock on the middle-aged man, Fang Qiu clearly felt a very powerful energy aura on him the moment the middle-aged man raised his foot to kick him. Moreover, it was an energy aura that Fang Qiu was very familiar with.
"Nirvana!"
Without looking at the man, Fang Qiu lowered his head to eat, but he was secretly shocked.
In fact.
When he was in front of the statue of Laozi, Fang Qiu had already suspected the identity of this man because what he said was very similar to what the Nirvana man said.
However, Fang Qiu had been unable to feel the slightest aura on him, so he couldn't be sure for the time being and could only follow him to investigate.
Followed him here.
Sure enough, he felt the aura on him, and it was the kind of energy that he was very familiar with.
"This energy is …"
Fang Qiu murmured while recalling.
After a while.
"Great Venerable!"
"This man is a Nirvana Great Venerable!"
Fang Qiu's heart skipped a beat.
He remembered that what he just sensed was the energy of a Nirvana Great Venerable.
In other words.
The middle-aged man in front of him was a Nirvana Great Venerable in disguise?
"Could it be that Nirvana Great Venerable also knows that the number one Heaven Treasure is about to appear, so the Nirvana Great Venerable came to investigate in person?"
Fang Qiu was shocked.
He didn't expect that Nirvana Great Venerable also came.
However.
For now, it was still impossible to know why the Nirvana Great Venerable appeared here.
Therefore, Fang Qiu didn't rush to ask but waited to see how things would develop.
If the identity of the Nirvana Great Venerable was exposed in this place, it would probably cause panic and even death.
He took a sip of wine.
Fang Qiu raised his head and looked out of the window.
"Young man, don't be too hot-tempered."
The Great Venerable walked to the drunkard who was kicked away by him and pinched his collarbone so that he couldn't move at all. Then he said indifferently, "How dare you cheat an old man of his money? Take out the real money. Today, all the dishes of this old man were destroyed by you, so you should compensate him!"
The violent pain of being pinched made the drunkard's face change dramatically. He couldn't bear it at all and could only take out the money quickly.
Get the money.
The Great Venerable sneered.
He pushed the drunkard to the ground, then turned around and walked to the old man, handed the money to the old man, and then reached out to pat the old man on the shoulder.
"Thank you, thank you so much, kind man."
The old man thanked him repeatedly.
Around him, the crowd also applauded and praised the Great Venerable as a good man.
The Great Venerable also enjoyed the crowd's praise and turned to leave.
After the Great Venerable left.
Fang Qiu got up and walked out of the tavern to the bridgehead.
At this time.
The drunkard still couldn't stand up from the ground.
"What's wrong? Can't get up?"
Fang Qiu walked over with a contemptuous look and reached out to grab the drunkard's wrist. While trying to help the drunkard up, he controlled the spiritual force to go around the drunkard's body. As a result, he found that the drunkard had been kicked by the Great Venerable and the injury had begun to spread. At most, he could live for a month before dying.
Fang Qiu helped the drunkard up and turned to look at the old man.
But he found.
The old man who was carefully putting money into his cloth bag began to cough at this time. He didn't have symptoms of coughing before.
Fang Qiu saw the faint darkness between the old man's eyebrows. His face immediately darkened.
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