Zhang Biwu was on guard against the Taoist priest who suddenly appeared.

Seeing this, the Taoist priest hurriedly stated his identity and said, "Little brother, don't be afraid! I am not a robber! I'm called Song Xiance, a native of Yongcheng, Henan. He is a sorcerer who specializes in helping people divine, tell fortunes, and watch Feng Shui! Alas! I escaped into the mountains, one to save my life to avoid the fire of war, and the other to explore the earth veins. Unexpectedly, I met my little brother unexpectedly in this wilderness. It was your fate!"

Zhang Biwu still stared at the Taoist priest alertly. Taoist Song Xiance looked kind and looked like a bad person at all. In addition, Zhang Biwu heard the three words Song Xiance, and he felt very familiar, but he couldn't think of it for a while. He seemed to have heard of this name somewhere!

Zhang Biwu is only thinking about going to Guanhua Mountain. Since the other party said that he was traveling around the four sides to tell fortunes and read Feng Shui, and he was from Henan, he should know Guanhua Mountain in Henan, so he asked: "Master, do you know where Guanhua Mountain is?"

Song Xiance looked at Zhang Biwu and answered the question that he was irrelevant: "Guanhua Mountain, good! Guanhua Mountain is also known as Guanyin Mountain, Guanyin Mountain! Are you going to get your official seal? What a sign!"

Zhang Biwu naturally couldn't understand what Song Xiance said, and he said, "What and what! Just tell me the truth, do you know where Guanhua Mountain is? Please! I promised my good brother, and I must help him fulfill his wish!"

Song Xiance looked around Zhang Biwu. When he saw what was behind him and the ignited incense, he smiled and understood, and then he turned his eyes to Zhang Biwu's face, looking at Zhang Biwu's face.

Zhang Biwu didn't have this patience! He just wanted to know how to get to Guanyun Mountain earlier: "This old man, I am really in a hurry to get to Guanyun Mountain. Please give me some advice on the way! OK?" Zhang Biwu said and took out the money.

Song Xiance did not answer, but asked: "In the troubled times, all men want to make achievements, so they will not come to the world for a walk! Like a hero, he must be a talent with unparalleled talents in the world! Don't you want to make achievements?"

After saying that Zhang Biwu's thoughts, Zhang Biwu replied: "Yes! I want to make achievements! I was also a soldier and made contributions in the battle with the Northern Territories! But now I am entrusted by a friend before his death, so I must complete his entrusting! A man and a real man will do his word, so I want to go to Guanyun Mountain!"

Song Xiance was still asking: "You said you are a soldier? You once defeated the Tartars. Was it when the Tartars were in the south this year? Can I ask about your honorary name?"

Zhang Biwu replied: "My name is Zhang Biwu, who was once a hundred-ranking general in Datong Town. I led a thousand troops to resist the attacks of thousands of Qing troops! What a pity... Alas! A hero will not mention his courage back then!"

"Ah! Datong Town? Lead a thousand people to resist the attack of the Qing army? Zhang Biwu! Yes! The name of that general is Zhang Biwu!"

Song Xiance's face changed drastically. He looked at Zhang Biwu carefully and said to himself: "I can't tell! You are so young! You have such courage! Only the one thousand people you led to defeat the prestige of the Tartars! They are unique among the Ming army that fears the enemy as a tiger!"

Song Xiance carefully looked at Zhang Biwu's face and nodded repeatedly: "Not bad! Not bad! The iron-faced sword-eyed eyebrows have power for thousands of miles!" "Oh!" Zhang Biwu sighed. He didn't want to hear what Song Xiance said, but just wanted to find a way to Guanyun Mountain.

But Song Xiance asked again: "June, I wonder why you appeared here? In theory, even if you are on a business trip, you should have a guard? Why are you alone?"

When Zhang Biwu saw that the other party really cared about him, he had to count on him to show him the way. Although he said something that was not very useful, since he cared about him, he had to answer truthfully.

Zhang Biwu said: "The traitor is in power! How can a real man do things under the hands of a villain and be humiliated by him? A man stands upright and straight. Instead of not being able to show his talents, be more restrained and allow others to humiliate and surrender to a small official, it is better to abandon his official position and go to another way! As long as it is gold, it will always shine! I firmly believe that I, Zhang Biwu, will always dominate the world one day! I will be like Xu Da, Li Jing, Wei Qing and other famous generals!"

At the end, Zhang Biwu showed a firm expression. Even if he was in adversity, he did not give up hope. No matter what, he would never waver in his belief in his heart!

When Song Xiance saw Zhang Biwu's appearance, he nodded: "It's rare! In adversity, everything that has fought to the death turned into a bubble in a blink of an eye, but you can still be so calm and see the road ahead! But I think you can just talk? You must know that people will say it, it will be difficult to do it!"

The glimmer flashed in Zhang Biwu's eyes, and he said, "Master, just look at it! Ten years later, not only the entire Daming knows the name of Zhang Biwu, but also the land of the world!"

Song Xiance nodded straight: "Okay! Zhang Biwu, I remember you, and even more so what you said! Let time prove everything! The iron-faced sword-eyed eyebrows have power for thousands of miles, making you famous all over the world just like you defeated the Qing army some time ago! I hope you don't disappoint me!"

Zhang Biwu really didn't expect that Song Xiance wouldn't laugh at him. If he had said this at the beacon tower before, people would have laughed at him in every way, but Song Xiance, who had met for the first time, believed in him! It was commendable!

Song Xiance smiled and told Guanyun Mountain what to do: "The place where you and I are located is close to Tongguan. You just need to reach Tongguan, then go south to Luling Pass and then pass Zhuyang and then to reach Guanhua Mountain for dozens of miles southeast! But I want to remind my little brother that since the seven years of Chongzhen, the Luling Pass area has been working hard. After passing there, you have to be careful!"

Zhang Biwu was overjoyed and thanked him one after another. As for whether he passed through Luling Pass or not, he didn't care whether he was dangerous or not. After all, this was a must-pass road and had to go on. The last words of a good friend must be completed, even if the road ahead is a sea of ​​swords and fire, he must move forward resolutely!

Zhang Biwu took out two cakes and said, "Master, I don't have much food anymore. I can only divide you two cakes. After all, I only have four! I will give you these broken silver!"

Song Xiance took the sesame cake and immediately finished the two sesame cakes. It seemed that Song Xiance was really hungry. Of course, he did not forget to put the broken silver in his pocket.

As soon as Zhang Biwu bowed, he turned around and left. Zhang Biwu and Song Xiance will be intertwined in the future. Of course, if Song Xiance is to help Zhang Biwu overcome the difficulties in the future.

Not to mention Song Xiance, he said Zhang Biwu. When Zhang Biwu passed Tongguan and walked on the official road, he heard a shout: "Don't run! Stop me quickly! The thief quickly returned my things to me!" A voice shouted, and then he saw a man running quickly, chasing two people behind him.

Zhang Biwu was full of chivalrous spirit and righteousness. When he saw injustice on the road, he should draw his sword to help him! With a "swoosh", Zhang Biwu quickly came out, and knocked the thief to the ground with a "slap".

Zhang Biwu stared at him with wide eyes and sternly: "Take out what you stole!" The thief threw the purse out. Zhang Biwu went to pick up the purse, but the thief took the opportunity to slip away.

Zhang Biwu looked at the thief's figure and said, "Stay fast!" At this moment, the owner quickly arrived next to Zhang Biwu. The owner was two, not old, one was about sixteen or seven years old, and the other was about nineteen.

Zhang Biwu threw the wallet to the visitor and said, "Your wallet!" The boy in black took the wallet in his hand, staring at Zhang Biwu with a trace of murderous aura in his eyes. Zhang Biwu turned around and left, but unexpectedly, the other party came to stop him!

The boy in black jumped to Zhang Biwu like an arrow, and grabbed Zhang Biwu's hand.
Chapter completed!