Chapter 265: Poison Dragon's Old Illness
Chapter 265: Poison Dragon's Old Illness
The gentle breeze blows the willows, spring is long in the south of the Yangtze River, and even in May, the trees are still lush and green.
In front of a magnificent mansion on Ximen Street in Fuzhou Prefecture.
Facing the gate is a century-old banyan tree. On the left and right sides of the steps, there are two stone altars, each with a two-and-a-half-meter-long flagpole. A green flag is fluttering on the top of the pole, almost level with the banyan tree on the street.
Above the steps, at the entrance, there were two rows of benches, on which sat eight carefully selected strong-dressed men. They all stood straight, wore black jackets, and had muscular bodies. At first glance, they looked like they had a strong sense of the underworld.
"Meet Mr. Zhang!"
They stood up and bowed in unison, their voices resounding.
What people do is a mirror of what they think and see.
In Lin Zhennan's imagination, the underworld must have a strict hierarchy, and it would be best if there were a corridor of swords and weapons to make passers-by feel awe. There must also be muscular men in charge to imply that the escort agency is strong and customers can entrust their goods to it with confidence.
"Brothers, no need to be so polite."
Zhang Yu chuckled and walked into the vermilion gate.
The escort agency business doesn't seem to be very busy, with only a few escorts coming in and out.
"Mr. Zhang is here."
A middle-aged man came towards us from the other side. He was about forty years old, with a square face, a broad nose and a smile on his face.
"Brother Shi is looking for me?"
"It's not me who's looking for you. It's the chief escort who's looking for you. He's waiting for you."
"Brother Shi, do you know what it is?"
"Hehe, it's probably related to the young escort leader."
"Young escort leader?"
"The young escort leader has been pestering the chief escort leader these days, wanting to take Mr. Zhang as his master."
Zhang Yu chuckled and said, "The Lin family's 72-stroke sword technique is used by both the black and white worlds. It is powerful enough to shock the martial arts world and intimidate the villains. This is the ancestral art that the young escort leader should promote. Why would I mention my little tricks?"
"Who said it wasn't true? The head escort also advised us to do so. The Lin family's Exorcism Sword Technique is too much to practice, so why bother to bite off more than you can chew and learn some other family's unorthodox techniques?"
Shi Dajin sighed, then reacted, and quickly looked at Zhang Yu and said, "I'm not saying that Mr. Zhang's martial arts are insignificant. Although I wasn't on the Fuwei that night, I've heard the brothers talk about it these days..."
Zhang Yu laughed and waved his hand to interrupt him: "Don't worry, Chief Shi, I am not a petty person."
Shi Dajin smiled and said, "Mr. Zhang, please go to the backyard to meet the chief escort. I still have to go to the flower and bird market to buy live food for the falcon of the junior escort."
"Take care, Captain Shi."
Zhang Yu bowed and walked towards the back garden.
The front courtyard is where guests are received, matters are discussed, and money and food are paid. The middle courtyard is home to a group of bodyguards and porters who have no family business. The back courtyard is where Lin Zhennan and his family live. Although there are no guards, there are not many idle people coming and going.
Zhang Yu walked through the archway and saw two rows of green bamboos planted in the corner. A woman in a jacket and skirt, wrapped in the fragrance of the wind, came out from under the shade of the bamboos, holding a food box in her hand. She saw the young man first and couldn't help but stop. She wanted to turn back, but it was too late.
"Meet Madam."
"It's Mr. Zhang...Mr. Zhang."
Wang's face turned slightly red. When she saw this person, she couldn't help but have all kinds of wild thoughts.
When I woke up, I was lying in his arms, in front of my husband and son. I was extremely ashamed and angry.
Mrs. Wang thought she had lost her virginity to someone, and she was so desperate that she wanted to jump into the lake. After Lin Zhennan and Lin Pingzhi had a good explanation, she finally felt relieved.
He knew that Mr. Zhang was not a frivolous and rude person, and he even saved his life.
But when I saw this person again at this time, I couldn't help feeling a little strange.
"Where is Mr. Zhang going?"
Mrs. Wang took a deep breath, calmed the turbulent emotions in her chest, and forced herself to remain calm.
"The chief escort sent Shi Dajin to see me, saying that he had something to discuss."
"This Shi Dajin knew that Mr. Zhang was a new visitor and was unfamiliar with the route, but he didn't know how to guide him."
Zhang Yu smiled and said, "Don't blame Brother Shi, he has other errands." "Mr. Zhang, please follow me."
Mrs. Wang was walking in front, holding a food box, probably some soup.
"Thank you ma'am."
Zhang Yu followed behind. Wang walked with light lotus steps, her waist was slender, and her shoulders were of moderate thickness. She didn't look like a middle-aged woman who had given birth to a son as old as Lin Pingzhi.
"How old are you this year, Mr. Zhang?"
Mrs. Wang was walking in front and felt she needed to say something to break the awkwardness.
"I have wasted twenty-one years."
"Mr. Zhang is only two years older than my Pingzhi, but he is a master of martial arts, calm and composed, and has extraordinary talent. He is already a leader among his peers. Is this considered a waste of time? He is too modest. I would be relieved if Pingzhi could achieve half of Mr. Zhang's achievements."
In order to hide the unspeakable embarrassment in her heart, Mrs. Wang intentionally or unintentionally compared Zhang Yu, who was a distinguished guest, with her son Lin Pingzhi. In this way, the contact on the Fuwei that night was nothing. However, she did not notice that this was a bit rude.
"The young escort leader is extremely talented. He should be able to carry on his father's legacy and bring glory to the Lin family. Madam, there is no need to worry."
Zhang Yu's eyes unconsciously fell on Wang's food box.
Because she was carrying the lunch box, she twisted her body a lot when she walked. The 'lunch box' hidden under her dress further highlighted her elastic posture, just like the stone mill for grinding soy milk in the kitchen, which was breathtaking.
"I heard that Mr. Zhang is from the northern part of the Great Wall and lives alone in the south of the Yangtze River. Are his family members doing well?"
"Thank you for your inquiry, Madam. I have a lot of parents at home."
"Have you discussed marriage?"
"I have been wandering around the world, and have never discussed marriage."
Mrs. Wang thought to herself that Mr. Zhang had phoenix eyes, crescent eyebrows, a tall and graceful figure, and was extremely handsome. If she could arrange a marriage for him with an aristocratic family in Fuzhou, it would not only strengthen his loyalty, but also give the Fuwei Escort Agency an extra friend.
As she thought about this, she unconsciously stopped and looked back, only to find that Mr. Zhang's eyes were looking at something, which seemed to be the food box in her hand, or something...
"Mr. Zhang?"
Mrs. Wang suddenly stopped, and Zhang Yu was unable to stop and rushed towards her. Although their bodies were very close, there was no actual contact. His knee just touched the food box.
"I am so sorry, I was distracted just now and offended Madam."
Zhang Yu quickly stepped back and bowed to apologize.
He was secretly ashamed in his heart. Although his martial arts skills had improved over the years, the poison of the Poison Dragon Pill was like a maggot attached to his bones. It never subsided, but instead showed signs of getting worse as time went by.
He also specifically looked through the medical books treasured by the Sun and Moon Sect to find out how to cure the Dragon Poison Pill, but found that there was no antidote at all. In fact, the so-called "poison symptoms" were actually one of its therapeutic effects.
The Miao people who developed the Dragon Poison Pill had extremely simple folk customs, which were passed down from ancient times and included that kind of worship.
In the tribe, only the chief can enjoy this pill.
Zhang Yu could only rely on the Bei Ming Magical Art to suppress it by force, but occasionally when he got upset, he would accidentally fire his gun.
"It's okay. I stopped suddenly and disturbed Mr. Zhang."
Mrs. Wang looked at the young man who was about the same age as her son, and felt relieved.
But after this incident, I couldn't say the words that were on the tip of my tongue anymore, so I had to swallow them back.
The two of them walked out of the corridor and arrived at a courtyard.
"Whoa!"
There is a square martial arts field in the courtyard.
"Threading the needle!"
Lin Zhennan was dressed in tight clothes, holding a long sword, kicking and stabbing, and stepping back to block, practicing his family's sword skills.
"The big pestle defeats the devil!"
He thrust his sword towards the corridor, and suddenly his eyes focused. His wife, Wang, and Zhang Liyu actually walked out together, and they were quite close to each other. He couldn't help feeling a little jealous.
(End of this chapter)