Fang Zhengqing walked out of the door and came to the yard. Jiale was fetching water. When he saw Fang Zhengqing Jiale greeting: "Brother Fang, it's so good!"

"morning!"

Fang Zhengqing climbed to the roof and was about to stand on a high place to look, but there were too many trees around him, which was useless.

Jiale: "Brother Fang, what are you looking at?"

"fine!"

After a while, suddenly a group of crows flew from a nearby treetop, and the crows made a terrifying sound, and their voices sounded a little creepy.

At the same time, a cart shout came slowly from the distant path. When everyone heard the sound, they looked at the path outside the door.

The leading Taoist priest was wearing an apricot red Taoist robe, a Taoist crown, and a peach wood sword behind him. He was about the early thirties, with a long face and thin eyes. Next to him were two soldiers wearing blue courage fonts walking in front of him, holding two big flags.

There were three people behind him dressed in Mongolian costumes, wearing weapons around his waist, surrounding him. A child wearing a red python robe in the Qing Dynasty sat in a sedan chair and was carried forward by four soldiers. Next to the child, there was a man with a feminine face and a white handkerchief in one hand followed closely.

Among the group, four Taoist priests and four soldiers were gritting their teeth and pushing a golden coffin forward.

"Senior Brother!"

In the crowd, the Taoist priest wearing apricot red Taoist robe shouted loudly when he saw his eyes.

"Junior Brother Qianhe!" Simu was also a little happy when he saw Qianhe.

"Hey, hey, what are you doing here?" The sissy behind saw Qianhe stopping and immediately waved to this side to urge.

Qianhe turned around and said, "Mr. Wu, I will borrow some glutinous rice from my senior brother."

"Glutinous rice?" The minister Wu looked confused.

At this time, the child sitting in the sedan chair spoke, "Mr. Wu, let's stop here and rest."

"Yes, Eleventh Prince!" Hearing this, the minister of the black nodded obediently, waved his handkerchief and let everyone stop.

"Go to get the glutinous rice!"

"Yes, Master!"

When Jiale left, Taoist Qianhe noticed Fang Zhengqing and asked, "Senior Brother, is this your newly accepted disciple?"

"No, I'm just a passerby!" Fang Zhengqing said, looking at Qianhe.

"Young talent!" Feeling Fang Zhengqing's blood, Taoist Qianhe praised.

"The Taoist priest is a master of Taoism!" Fang Zhengqing would also say beautiful words!

At this time, four eyes walked to the golden coffin and asked, "The copper-horned golden coffin is wrapped in an ink-dog net. Could it be..."

Chizuru nodded and admitted, "Yes, it's a zombie."

"Then why didn't you burn him?"

Qianhe sighed and said, "This zombie is a border royal family and cannot be burned. We must transport it to the capital as soon as possible and wait for the emperor to leave."

"Master, why are there still royal families? Haven't the Republic of China been established?" Jingjing asked.

Master Ikkyu: "Well, the master is a foreigner, I don't understand this!"

Simin: "If you don't know, you won't know, there are so many reasons!"

"You know what you said!"

"The President once signed the "Qing House Preferential Conditions" with the Qing Dynasty. It is because of this treaty that members of the Qing Dynasty were able to continue to live in the Forbidden City. The titles, treatments and year names of the palace remained unchanged, eunuchs, guards, palace maids, internal affairs offices, clan people's offices, and warriors. The Qing Dynasty royal family could still be called lonely, widowed, granted officials and posthumous titles, maintaining the imperial etiquette. The Republic of China government gave the Qing Dynasty four million taels of silver to support the Qing Dynasty royal family every year." The Simudao said proudly.

"Ah... Then the Qing Dynasty still exists and has not yet perished?" Jingjing said in surprise. Yixiu, who was beside him, pulled his apprentice and whispered: "Stop talking!"

"Well, it's considered a country in the middle of the country." Four eyes looked at Master Ikki with pride, meaning that I know everything you don't know, I'm amazing.

"What are you saying? I don't want to live anymore!" The lady named Wu Shilang raised her mouth and pointed at Simu and Jingjing and scolded her.

"You are so brave that you are so brave that you actually discuss the government affairs and slander the Qing Dynasty. Come on, take them down for me!"

Master Ikki: "I know why I don't know now!" As he said that, he glared at me, and naturally glared back without being outdone.

Fang Zhengqing didn't expect that Taoist Simu would dare to guard the Qing Dynasty people and talk about the pain points of the Qing Dynasty. Didn't this point at Yixiu and scold the monk? However, Fang Zhengqing didn't expect that the Qing Dynasty people were still so arrogant and didn't know how to restrain themselves. You must know that this is not their Forbidden City.

A few soldiers were about to take action, Qianhe hurried to the little prince and pleaded: "Eleventh Prince, my senior brother and others are also heartless, please spare them!"

The Eleventh Prince just glanced at Qianhe indifferently, then ignored it, glanced at the three people behind him, and then one of the three people walked out with a double axe, and the other two stayed there to protect the little prince and stare at Qianhe.

The 11th Prince received education since childhood that he would not be able to make mistakes in the Qing Dynasty. Those who dare to offend will be killed without mercy! In the outside world, he pretended not to see or hear, and if the other party was still not satisfied, he would pay for money and cede land!

Master Qianhe saw that his face was black and white, and he wanted to say something, but the two behind the little prince were staring at him tightly.

Bater and the other two were masters raised by the Qing court and had also been on the battlefield. They looked down on Taoist priests and sorcerers from the bottom of their hearts when eating imperial food.

Simu and Ikkyu looked at Bater who was walking over and smiled bitterly, and the two were not quarreling.

Simu: "Monk, are you good at fighting?"

Ikyu: "It depends on who you are hit. This way, I will deal with those soldiers. The remaining one will be left to you. You can use magic to deal with him!"

Simu: "Haha, this man is full of evil spirits, and his easy magic can't do anything to him!"

"Jingjing, you, Jiale and Boy Fang, leave first!"

Jingjing: "Master, don't, I'll help you!"

Fang Zhengqing looked at Bater who was walking over and knew that he was a master. Such a person was like himself and might not be able to deal with ghosts, but he would definitely be at the same time.

Fang Zhengqing looked at the coffin, then looked at Bartel, and had a plan in mind and decided to take action.

"Leave it to me, Master Taoist, I can't help but eliminate demons. I'm so cruel and fierce. I don't think I belong to anyone!"

After hearing Fang Zhengqing's words, Simu remembered that Fang Zhengqing fought with the fox demon in the woods. He just simply borrowed magic weapons and could suppress the fox demon without using any magic. Suddenly, he felt confident in his heart.

Simu: "Monkey, don't worry, Xiaozi Fang is not bad at martial arts!"

Master Ikkyu looked at Fang Zhengqing who was walking slowly, and looked suspicious. Although he could also see that Fang Zhengqing had good qi and blood and had certain martial arts skills, he really didn't know how high he was.

Bater was also a warrior. When he watched Fang Zhengqing walk out, his left foot stretched out, and a standard three-body standing stance, his figure was like a dragon diving down, and he knew he had encountered a master.

So he reached out and signaled the four soldiers to retreat, because they were served as food. If they died, they would only be the three of them to push the coffin from now on.

"drink……"

Bartel shouted loudly, then jumped into the air, and two sharp axes slashed from top to bottom from the air.

This move was powerful and strong, and Fang Zhengqing's flesh and blood body did not dare to fight hard. He directly went to the left side. The sharp axe in Bater's left hand fell directly to the ground. With a click, the ground was slashed out of a three-foot-long pit.

Then Bater turned the sharp axe in his right hand and cut it to Fang Zhengqing's waist. If this move was firm, Fang Zhengqing would be cut in half.

However, Fang Zhengqing has been practicing boxing for many years and is not blowing with a thousand pounds of force. Before Bater's sharp axe was cut, Fang Zhengqing directly grabbed the handle of the axe with his left hand, and then Bater's axe stopped.

Four eyes looked at the cracks on the ground and said, "What a lot of strength!"

Ikkyu smiled and looked at Bater's face flushed and competed with Fang Zhengqing, but Fang Zhengqing said with a relaxed look on his face: "It's very big, but I met someone stronger than him."

Fang Zhengqing: "What a pity, you are too weak!"

Bater was suffering. He was born with great strength, otherwise he would not have used double axes as weapons. However, he did not expect that when he met Fang Zhengqing, his strength was not enough.

"Save it off!"

Fang Zhengqing exerted force and directly grabbed the axe from Bater's right hand, then swung the axe and slashed it directly into his chest.

Bater endured the pain in his right hand and put the axe horizontally across his chest with his left hand to resist!

"Bang..."

"puff……"

Fang Zhengqing's powerful move was naturally not something that Bater could withstand. The sharp axe hit Bater's axe in his left hand and made a buzzing sound. Then Bater's left hand felt sore and numb, and the axe directly escaped and flew towards his chest. If it weren't for a heart protection mirror on his chest, he might of course lose his life.

Even so, Bartel spat out a mouthful of blood, flew backwards, and fell to the ground.

The other two Mongolians were also shocked when they saw this. Bater was the best martial arts among the three of them, but they did not support Fang Zhengqing's move. They couldn't help but look at each other and show their solemnity.

Several soldiers were also shocked when they saw this, but they still pointed the spear at Fang Zhengqing and protected Batel on the ground behind.

If their legs weren't trembling, Fang Zhengqing would have admired the courage of these soldiers.

Fang Zhengqing took a step forward, and these people took a step back.

"A declining dynasty, I don't know how to restrain myself, I really don't know what you are so arrogant!"

Hearing Fang Zhengqing's words, the minister of the Wushu was so scared that he hid next to the Eleventh Prince, and no longer had the power he had just now.

The Eleventh Prince looked at Babur who was seriously injured on the ground and couldn't get up. He naturally knew Babur's ability. Since the other party could defeat Babur in one move, then Suemur and Musepinlin could not hold on to a few moves.

As for those soldiers, the Eleventh Prince also knew that it was okay to scare ordinary people. If he really fought, he would definitely run faster than him.

As for Qianhe and others, the Eleventh Prince did not consider him as his own.

The minister Wu suddenly turned to Qianhe who was aside, suddenly noticed, and said, "Qianhe, you can't pay it back. Are you not afraid that the emperor will punish you?"

"*##&%" Qianhe cursed the minister Wu. Although he was very happy to see Fang Zhengqing hurt Bater, he still hoped to have a relationship with the Qing court.

So he walked out and said, "Brother Fang, why not forget it?" Then he looked at the Eleventh Prince and said, "Brother, what do you think?"

The Eleventh Prince was about to nod, but Fang Zhengqing shook his head: "Forget it, that's not OK. They were going to do it just now. They ignored your pleading!"

Taoist Master Qianhe: "Brother Fang, no matter what, they are also from the dynasty?"
To be continued...