The people of Fengyang City continued to kneel on both sides of the long street, a dense mass of silence.
"Let's all disperse. I think everyone has a lot of work to do." Chen Chang Sheng said.
Ever since that small village at the base of Mount Han, he had experienced the collective worship of believers, but he was still somewhat unused to it.
In other words, he was not used to it because he was shy or shy. That was why his voice was so low that not many people could hear him.
"Hurry up and disperse! Those who should open their businesses, those who should go to work, those who should go to school, go to school! "
Tang Thirty Six shouted to the crowd on the street.
His voice was very loud, his expression very natural, as if he was the Pope.
Naturally, no one listened to him.
Very quickly, the magistrate of Fengyang County dispatched soldiers to maintain order.
The people on both sides of the street stood up, but didn't leave. They stared at Chen Chang Sheng, their faces full of different emotions: reverence, devotion, passion, excitement, and so on.
To the people of this remote city, today might be the only day in their lives where they could personally see the Pope, so how could they be willing to leave?
The priests of Fengyang City's Daoist church had also hurried over, but they were not much different from ordinary believers. Upon seeing Chen Changsheng, they were so nervous that they couldn't speak. Their Daoist robes were instantly drenched in sweat and their legs were even softer than Xiao Zhang's. How could they be of any use?
The azure-robed Taoists and the experts of the imperial court did not leave either.
Tang Thirty-Six looked at them and said, "What? Could it be that you want to assassinate the Pope in front of tens of thousands of people and achieve the most foolish and heroic feat in all of history? "
Such harsh, mocking, and crude words had their own uses, because the words that struck at the heart were too clear, so clear that everyone could understand them.
The angry gazes of countless people fell on the Taoist in indigo and the experts of the imperial court. Of course, the officials were not spared.
The officials and experts of the imperial court retreated to a distance, and the crossbowmen removed their crossbows to avoid being seen as disrespectful.
The green-robed Taoists stood a hundred feet away, but they had no intention of leaving.
Chen Chang Sheng took out some pills.
Hu Thirty-Two went to Seven Treasures Stronghold and asked for a bowl of water.
Xiao Zhang took the bowl of clear water and directly swallowed the pill in his hand.
Chen Chang Sheng hesitated for a moment and said, "That medicine is enough for three days."
Hearing this, the white paper on Xiao Zhang's face rustled.
"There's no wind. Could it be snorting? As expected of an expert of the Proclamation of Liberation, to cause such a commotion when he's angry. "
Tang Thirty-Six said seriously.
If it was in the past, he would not be afraid of Xiao Zhang, let alone now.
These three years of confinement in the old mansion and the ancestral hall, especially the last half year, had really made him choke up his mouth too much.
At some point, the matter of the Tang clan's young master being very similar to Su Li had spread throughout the continent. Xiao Zhang knew that bickering with this fellow had no benefit, so he was disinclined to pay attention. He said to Chen Changsheng, "Don't expect me to sell my life to the Li Palace."
"Something like life obviously can't be sold." Chen Chang Sheng said.
Tang Thirty Six said, "Who said we can't sell it? Have you considered how my idol is going to live? How do I play the last card in the ancestral hall? "
Chen Chang Sheng looked at him and didn't say anything.
Tang Thirty Six waved his hand, indicating that he understood and would not speak carelessly again.
Chen Changsheng looked at the blue-clothed Daoists nearby and said, "Guilty or not guilty, it's all a word of the Imperial Court. I can pardon all the false crimes they've placed on your body, but they can place new crimes on you at any time and continue to pursue you."
Xiao Zhang replied, "Back when I attacked with my spear in the Luo River, I didn't think so much, but now I don't need to think."
"Your injuries are too heavy, and there are too many of them. You need to recuperate, so I want to arrange a place for you to temporarily lie low."
Chen Changsheng said to him, "I am not Wang Po, and there is no grudge between us. There is no need for you to refuse my good intentions."
Xiao Zhang was quiet for a few moments, then said, "In truth, I've thought about finding a place to hide."
After being pursued by the Imperial Court for three whole years, how could he not feel tired? No matter how arrogant he was, he knew that this couldn't continue.
Not too long ago, he had been heavily injured and truly wanted to find a place to quietly recuperate. The problem was that this sort of place was not easy to find.
There were very few sects that dared to oppose the dignity of the venerable Daoist Shang Xingzhou and had the ability to protect him.
Places like Scholartree Manor and the Mount Li Sword Sect had old grudges with him, and he was not willing to lower his head to them, not even in death.
The place he ultimately chose was the same place that Chen Changsheng had planned to take him to.
Holy Maiden Peak.
Chen Changsheng and the others were rather shocked by Xiao Zhang's words. Since you've already gone to Holy Maiden Peak, why have you been pursued by the Imperial Court to this place?
"I was not able to enter Holy Maiden Peak."
Xiao Zhang's gaze pierced through the two black holes on the white paper, becoming somewhat deep and serene. Perhaps he was recalling the scene from that day.
"The sword array of those girls is very troublesome to deal with, and since they have no intention of entering, do I really have to beg?"
Chen Changsheng found it even stranger. After the Luo River, the Imperial Court had begun to pursue Xiao Zhang. Everyone knew what the Li Palace's attitude toward him was. Even if Xu Yourong was in seclusion, South Stream Temple had no one managing it, and the people of the temple did not like Xiao Zhang's conduct, was there a need to be so unyielding?
As he thought of these questions, he met Xiao Zhang's gaze.
He suddenly understood that Xiao Zhang wanted to tell him that something had happened in South Stream Temple.
"When I left South Stream Temple, I encountered a group from the Imperial Court and quickly avoided them."
"Why?"
"Because there were two palanquins inside. I'm not sure who they were, but they were both much stronger than me."
Chen Changsheng and Tang Thirty-Six glanced at each other, knowing the answer.
"It was the Prince of Xiang and Wuqiong Bi … where did they go?"
"I'm not sure. I was ambushed by a monster, and in order to expel the poison, my old affliction flared up, and then I was chased by these flies. I was very vexed, so I came here to drink a cup of tea."
Drinking tea truly could calm the mind, but Chen Changsheng and the others knew that Xiao Zhang had come here to drink tea because he felt that his life was about to end.
They were both drinking tea, but the reason and state of mind were different.
Chen Changsheng had also vaguely guessed who that monster was.
Who else could poison and injure a person like Xiao Zhang?
"Have you been eating your fill recently?" Chen Changsheng asked.
Xiao Zhang replied, "I can eat my fill, but I haven't been eating well."
One had to be constantly on guard against an assassin's ambush or being poisoned at all times. Anyone would find it very difficult to eat in peace.
There was a restaurant in Seven Treasures Stronghold. They found a private room and sat down. An extremely sumptuous feast of food and wine was quickly served.
Chen Changsheng was also eating, so no one dared to poison him.
Xiao Zhang paid no attention to the others. His chopsticks moved like the wind, quickly finishing all the good food on his plate.
He did not drink any wine, only drank half a pot of winter wild tea.
To the current him, eating in such a relaxed manner was already a very extravagant matter.
After eating his fill, because he was too relaxed, Xiao Zhang fell asleep, his snoring seeming to echo through the entire county.
Chen Changsheng and the others quietly watched him, not saying a word.
Outside the restaurant, countless people quietly watched him, also saying nothing.
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(We agreed to be each other's angels, but in the end, we saw a birdman — birdman is Lin Hai's nickname. Two days ago, I saw him posting photos of him and his wife and suddenly thought of this not-so-funny joke. Then, because I liked this scene at the end of this chapter, I named this chapter.)
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