In the center of the ancient city.

"The immortal master has descended to earth, please kowtow quickly..."

A group of officials burst into tears with excitement and led the people in the city to kowtow in worship. However, Zhao Guanren, with his sharp tongue, added to the nonsense. The prefect immediately sent someone 800 miles away to rush to the capital to inform the emperor to see the immortal.

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"Oh my God! How long will this take? It's almost dark..."

A group of tower keepers trekked across the mountains in misery. There were no asphalt roads in this era. If a group of Jialan people hadn't known the direction, they would have been lost in the mountains long ago. However, when they reached a mountain road, they suddenly realized that they were coming from ahead.

Several carriages.

"Get in the car quickly, we'll have dinner when we get back..."

Zhao Guanren drove a car with a smile, and a group of people immediately cheered excitedly and hurriedly climbed into the carriage.

"Grandpa! Are you done? Where should we stay tonight..."

Zhao Feidian sat excitedly on the shaft of the car. Zhao Guanren said with a smile: "Of course I will live in the richest man's house. The county magistrate and the magistrate are waiting to accompany them. Old Zhao is consecrating them. All the concubines have been washed. Remember! You are all here.

Disciples and grandsons of the great Immortal Akabane!"

"Brother Zhao! There is no problem in our communication, right? I can't speak classical Chinese..."

Lan Ling knelt down behind him curiously and nervously, but Zhao Guanren smiled and said: "Classical Chinese is also very difficult for the ancients. It's not just that scholars don't understand it. Anyway, we are all half-immortals, by the way! You can sing "Hundred Flowers"

Pavilion" to add to the fun!"

"Ah! You are also a fan, so I will make a fool of myself..."

Lan Ling quickly stood up and started singing, and the four carriages moved forward. When they arrived at Zhenyuan City, it was already dark, but a large number of people were still greeting them at the door. When they saw a few flashlights, the dark sky was full.

The people hurriedly knelt down again.

"Great Immortal! We have entered the city, where are you..."

Zhao Guanren deliberately took out his walkie-talkie to call, and a "thousand-mile sound transmission" became a magical method. The county magistrate personally led people out to greet him, and trotted beside the carriage, always staring at the bright flashlight, as if he was seeing a divine light.

excited.

"Zhou Zhixian! You are so lucky. We are destined to meet each other. I will send you a fire from heaven as a commemoration..."

Zhao Guanren stopped the carriage outside a mansion, took out a plastic lighter and handed it to the magistrate. After teaching him how to use it, the magistrate Zhou bowed deeply with excitement, held his hand with tears in his eyes and thanked him, as if he regretted meeting him so late.

appearance.

"Master! You are back..."

Yan Ruyu and Bai Ru both appeared at the door, wearing gorgeous ancient costumes and curtsying. Zhao Guanren suddenly felt a little dazed, as if he saw Bian Xianglan and other women welcoming him home. His eyes turned red for no reason, and he had to start over again.
Chapter completed!