Zhang Jing did not go directly to kill Wei Yan according to Wei Zheng's plan.

He set out in advance, and the process must be in his own hands. As long as the result is achieved, can Wei Zheng still be liable for the debt?

Zhang Jing did not alarm the bandits in the village, but instead ordered Chen Yi not to reveal his feelings and asked him to deliver food in person every day, and could not use anyone's hands.

Chen Yi naturally obeyed Zhang Jing's instructions.

Only Chen Yi knew the entire plan. Zhang Jing still trusted Chen Yi.

This time, the seclusion lasted a little longer, but no one noticed any difference.

Regarding Zhang Jing’s title of retreating maniac, the lowly people still know a little about it, and they always go into retreat.

That's it, a trend of seclusion has also set off in the copycat.

Jiang Xin was the first to imitate him. He has to admire Zhang Jing’s daily practice, who has always claimed to be a martial arts fanatic.

The most important thing is that Zhang Jing seems to have increased his strength every time he goes into seclusion.

The people in the village were very respected and believed that Zhang Jing was a genius, and Lian Jiangxin, Yu Shu and others also thought so.

Zhang Jing did not refute the rumors in the copycat. He is indeed a genius. He has been through his own efforts step by step until now. Is there any problem with being admired by everyone?

The road from here to Zheng State was flat, and Zhang Jing directly put on the human skin mask given by Wei Zheng.

Zhang Jing washed and soaked in the water several times before he endured the nausea and put on his face.

This time, the most important thing is to be low-key.

There were also people who encountered robbery on the road, and Zhang Jing could spend some money to settle it, so he would not take action.

If you can't help but want Zhang Jing's life, Zhang Jing is not polite,

Zhang Jing has some experience in killing people and destroying things.

"Boom," thunder sounded in the sky.

Summer is indeed a period of frequent rain. It just rained a few days ago, and now it has started again.

Zhang Jing was eager to find a place to shelter before it rained.

Without too many thoughts, Zhang Jing ran with all his might.

Finally, I saw an inn on the side of the road.

When I walked in, I saw that it was already dilapidated inside, and the spider webs filled the room. There were a few little spiders crawling on the beams. When I heard the movement, I quickly retracted.

Before Zhang Jing could start taking care of the room, it started to rain heavily outside.

In the heavy rain, water was dripping from the roof. Zhang Jing frowned and found a clean corner to sit down.

There was a skull on the ground blocking the road, and Zhang Jing kicked it away directly.

Take out some dried meat from the bag and stuff it into your mouth, take another sip of wine to calm your throat,

The wine is not high, and Zhang Jing feels like beer, and the color is turbid and yellow. So Zhang Jing drinks it as a drink.

While eating, a fat monk came in outside.

Zhang Jing frowned, why is this still the routine?

It seems that as long as he goes out, he will definitely have something to look for him. Is he still a physical condition that causes trouble?

After the fat monk came in, he swept directly towards Zhang Jing.

He walked towards Zhang Jing with a smile, clasped his hands together and said:

"This donor, I'm disturbing,"

Zhang Jing smiled softly: "If you don't disturb me, this is not my territory, so the master can do it at your own discretion."

Zhang Jing did not take action directly, and the person in front of him did not show malice. In addition, Zhang Jing did not know the strength of the person in front of him, so he did not dare to act rashly.

Generally, those who appear like this are masters, and Zhang Jing dare not let go. In addition, Zhang Jing keenly discovered that the monk was not touching the water on his body after he approached the monk.

Zhang Jing couldn't do this, so Zhang Jing had no guesses about the strength of the person in front of him, but his vigilance in his heart had reached the highest level.

The monk smiled when he saw Zhang Jing's vigilant look.

"Don't worry, don't have any malice,"

Zhang Jing smiled back:

"I'm very relieved to be a master."

"Haha, that's good. What's the donor's food? Can I give some to me? I can exchange it for the silver," the monk scratched his head.

"I'm jerky, not vegetarian,"

"Haha, it's okay, wine and meat pass through the intestines, the Buddha keeps it in his heart. As long as there is a Buddha in his heart, I believe that the Buddha will not care about these small things," the monk smiled.

After hearing this, Zhang Jing nodded and asked again, "There is no need for money, please, Master,"

After saying that, Zhang Jing threw two pounds of jerky to the monk.

"I forgot my worries, thank you for the donor!" The monk clasped his hands together and bowed.

"Master, please be polite. I'm here to give you some more wine?" Zhang Jing asked.

"That's thank you," Monk Wangyou smiled.

Then, there was no communication between the two sides and the atmosphere suddenly became silent.

Soon, another sound came from outside, and it seemed that there were still many people.

"Father, let's avoid it quickly. The rain will not stop in a short period of time."

“Okay, too,”

Zhang Jing heard an older man reply.

As soon as they entered the door, the group saw Zhang Jing and Monk Wangyou who ate meat and drank wine.

The old man was dressed in gorgeous clothes and had a calm body. He knew he was a pampered person.

"Two, it's really raining outside. Can we rest here for a while?" the old man bowed to the two of them.

Monk Wangyou laughed, "I just came here, this brother is the first to arrive,"

Then he pointed to the mirror,

"The old man can do it himself. I came here to shelter from the rain, but it was a moment ago," Zhang Jing smiled softly.

"Thank you," the old man said softly.

Then, he took the people to a corner.

Zhang Jing observed it and found that there were seven people in total, five of them should be guards, and one was the old man's son.

There should be some martial arts in my hands, but Zhang Jing feels that his strength should not be much stronger.

It's far from the smiling monk next to him.

Zhang Jing couldn't see through this great monk at all, but he always thought that this great monk was definitely a master.

Very likely a top-notch expert,

So, now, don’t look at Zhang Jing without any movement, he is actually on guard.

"Dad, why are you so polite to these two people? Are you both staying here? Why do you have to do this?" the young man next to him whispered.

He didn't understand his father's kindness at all.

"What do you know?" the old man glared at the young man and whispered.

"These two people are not simple. Look at the young man, who closed his eyes on the surface, but was actually very cautious. In addition, he did not look fluctuating when he saw us, which means that this person did not take us seriously."

"Just relying on this confidence, the strength of this young man is absolutely not bad,"

"There is also that great monk who seems to be an ordinary person, but have you not seen that young man be extremely guarded against him?
Chapter completed!