Hypocritical guy! Zhang Liao muttered in his heart. He kept observing Zuo Ci secretly, looking at Zuo Ci saying it was a pity. In fact, his expression was not like this. I was afraid he had expected his choice.

In this way, he understood that Zuo Ci's purpose was not to accept himself as an apprentice. It seemed that he was not a person with a skeleton. He was even more curious when he was disappointed. It wouldn't Zuo Ci really passed by Xiyuan suddenly, right? Xiyuan is in the western suburbs of Luoyang, where the army was stationed. In the middle of the night, how could a Taoist priest come here?

Zhang Liao couldn't figure it out, so he simply stopped thinking about it, and directly opened the topic and asked Zuo Ci: "The Taoist Master came to find a boy at night and must have some advice. Although it is only the boy who can do his best, he must do his best!" This is his character, and he has always been unable to understand the situation, so he took it straight.

Seeing Zhang Liao's frankness and directness, Zuo Ci was stunned. After looking at Zhang Liao for a while, he couldn't help but suck his hands and said, "The way of heaven is not biased. Noble people must have noble deeds. My friend is open-minded and bright and bright, which makes me feel ashamed of myself. Yes, I do have something to ask the noble people."

"Haha," Zhang Liao saw that Zuo Ci stopped playing the game again and knew that his guess was indeed correct. Zuo Ci had something to look for him, so he couldn't help but smile and said, "I dare not be a noble man, but the Taoist priest said that."

"It's not to be said, there may be something wrong if you say it." Zuo Ci shook his head: "I will follow my friend for a while, and after the matter is completed, I will leave."

Can't you say? Follow yourself for some time?

Zhang Liao was stunned, and then his eyes lit up. Zuo Ci wanted to follow him for a while? That's great! After all, he was a newcomer, and Zuo Ci traveled around the world and was knowledgeable, so he would definitely give him a lot of guidance.

He responded without hesitation: "Okay! It's best for Taoist priest to follow the boy, but the boy has a lot to ask for advice on the Taoist priest."

Zuo Ci shook his head and said, "After all, my friend is in the military, so I can't follow you all the time, just close to you."

Zhang Liao was suddenly disappointed: "I hope the Taoist priest will help you more. Now that I am in Dong Zhuo's camp, I'm afraid it will be a disaster."

Zuo Ci smiled and said, "Goods and misfortunes are the way of heaven. If you want to obtain them, how can you not go through disasters? Everything depends on your friends themselves. If you rely solely on others, even if you have a noble appearance, you will rarely get a noble life."

When Zhang Liao heard Zuo Ci's experience, he was shocked and immediately bowed to Zuo Ci and bowed to him: "Thank you for your advice, kid, keep it in mind."

Fame and fortune must be taken immediately, wealth and honor must be fought for by oneself, and you can borrow strength in life, but you must rely on yourself! He understood this truth in his previous life, and he was also a self-reliant and tough personality. However, when he first came to this era, he had experienced such strange things, and it was difficult to calm down. He lost his original intention for a while. Fortunately, he received Zuo Ci's reminder and suddenly realized it.

When Zuo Ci saw Zhang Liao awake, he couldn't help but nod and applaud.

Zhang Liao was determined and thoughtful. He looked at Zuo Ci's long sword on his waist, smiled, and said with a gun: "Master Su Wen is worse than having two skills in martial arts? It's easier for a boy to support his family. Alas, it's hard to get through this world, and it's not possible to have two skills."

When the geese pass by, pulling out the feathers, this is Zhang Liao’s true nature.

Seeing Zhang Liao's somewhat scoundrel, Zuo Ci was a little amused, but he did not refuse: "I travel around the world and know some methods. If you are interested, it doesn't matter if you teach you."

Zhang Liao couldn't help but be overjoyed. He blinked, smiled, leaned closer to Zuo Ci's ear, and said, "This... Taoist priest is proficient in looking at photos and helps the boy see what a woman's fate is. There is no way. My Zhang family is a thin lineage. If a boy has a young wife and no children, he is really unfilial."

He was extremely expectant. He had been bastard for twenty-seven or eight years in his previous life, and was already afraid. He finally had to catch up with the goddess of history, but he died first. In this life, when he was allowed to have three wives and four concubines, how could he lose money?

Wake up and hold the murder sword, lie down in the knees of a beautiful woman drunk, hold a beautiful girl with three thousand beautiful ladies, hug her left and right, sleep with her big quilt, well, there are many beauties in the Three Kingdoms, Cai Yan, Diao Chan, Big and Big Qiao, Zhen Mi... Tsk, what a wonderful life this is.

When Zuo Ci saw Zhang Liao's distracted expression, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch again. He looked at Zhang Liao's face again, and was stunned: "Good boy, he is really a peach blossom in his life."

Peach blossoms enter life? It’s a good thing to hear! Zhang Liao was immediately excited: “Can you know which women it is? By the way, I heard that the Taoist priest is best at sexual arts, so why not give me some advice?”

Unexpectedly, Zuo Ci suddenly turned black and snorted: "Zhu Zi, I'm thinking about women before the hair grows."

Seeing that Zuo Ci turned against each other faster than reading books, Zhang Liao couldn't help but wonder. Did he know that Zuo Ci was a guy who played in the world, and he didn't believe that Taoist priest who was proficient in room art would be a serious person. He immediately couldn't help but touch Zuo Ci's forehead: "Master Taoist, don't you have a fever. You are proficient in room art art, and you are always... out of that... right? Haven't you ever found a woman? I don't believe it."

"Go! What kind of woman do you think of." Zuo Ci was also helpless about Zhang Liao's lazy guy. He opened Zhang Liao's hand and snorted: "Don't blame me for not saying anything. My friend is now under Dong Zhuo's command and has never surrendered to him. His life is hanging on the line. It can be seen that Dong Zhuo is the most cruel person. He treats life like grass. He likes to kill living people to help the wine, burn living people, and cook living people! Hey! My friend first thinks about whether he can survive tomorrow."

As Zuo Ci took one thing out, Zhang Liao's face turned pale.

He suddenly remembered again, as if he was going to see Dong Zhuo, a big thug tomorrow! I'll go! My brother just came here, and his future was bright, but he didn't want to lose his life again.

Zhang Liao should have dealt with it in history, but he is not exactly Zhang Liao. He knows his personality, is very impulsive, and often causes trouble. He may have accidentally been beheaded by Dong Zhuo.

He quickly moved his face, squeezed out a flattering smile, and took a picture of Zuo Ci's shoulder: "Master, please give me some advice on how to deal with Dong Zhuo?"

"I don't know how to deal with it." Zuo Ci caressed his beard leisurely: "But I know a little about the situation in Luoyang now, so I can tell you that as for how to deal with it, it depends on my friend."

Zhang Liao's expression was excited: "Master, please speak quickly."

Now that he came here, he was confused about the situation on all sides. Zhang Liao, who originally left Luoyang to recruit soldiers in Hebei, naturally didn't know what happened in Luoyang.

Zuo Ci didn't make any trouble, and immediately told him what happened during Luoyang during this period.

It turned out that just two months after Zhang Liao was ordered by General He Jinzhi to recruit soldiers, Luoyang had already changed and changed everything and changed.
Chapter completed!