The Otherworldly God

Chapter 117

"It's terrible. We have two iron faces in Le Zheng. One is Master Tian Yasha Bo, and the other is the captain of the guard team, Le Zhengquan."

Seeing Le Zheng Shui Ling's nervous look, she even wanted to retreat and run away. This was rare to see. Le Zheng Li saw this and couldn't help but laugh and tease her.

"It seems that my great-nephew Shui Ling often gets into trouble, so he knows it so well."

"It's okay, it's just that I stole his sword with my grandfather when I was a kid."

Le Zhengli smiled and thought to himself that he was indeed a naughty old boy.

"Then you're not that scared."

Le Zheng Shui Ling was embarrassed, and said in her heart: "That's because you don't know that I was the one who was caught and spanked every time, and Grandpa took me to steal again and again. Now that I think about it, every time Grandpa returned the sword and called me, he was always smiling... He did it on purpose!"

Shui Ling seemed to have just realized this problem, but she was still worried about being caught by Le Zhengquan. However, the others had no intention of escaping, so Le Zheng and Shui Ling had to turn their heads away, fearing that they would be recognized.

Le Zhengquan walked over quickly. Le Zheng Shuiling couldn't help swallowing and was about to pull Le Zheng Yuhua's clothes, thinking that as long as Le Zheng Yuhua escaped with her, the other two would be fine.

Before she stretched out her hand, Le Zhengli flashed from between them and came to Le Zhengquan. Le Zhengquan was stunned at first, not noticing him at all. When he realized it, his sword was already in his hand, which surprised him even more.

"So fast." He knew everyone in Lezheng who had this ability. He wondered if someone from another family had come to Jimen Pass together this time, so he asked, "Why did this Taoist friend take my sword?"

Le Zhengli did not answer and directly stabbed with his sword. This time his reaction was quick and he just barely dodged it.

Seeing that the opponent had no intention of stopping, Le Zhengquan had no reason to sit and wait for death. He first took a defensive stance, countered the opponent's moves, and easily avoided them.

He launched the offensive only after he had a rough understanding of the opponent's tactics. Little did he know that Le Zhengli was also testing him at first, deliberately exposing his "strength" and waiting for him to take the initiative to attack, and then he subdued him with one move.

Le Zhengquan's throat was facing the sword in Le Zhengli's hand, but he did not bow his head to beg for mercy. Instead, he said that he accepted the defeat sincerely and asked him to kill him quickly.

"I really don't recognize him when I see him, but from what Shui Ling's great-nephew said just now, it must be Uncle Quan."

Le Zhengli took back the sword and noticed Le Zheng Yuhua's gaze. He remembered that he had deceived him before and pretended nothing happened. He threw the sword back to Le Zhengquan. Le Zhengquan hurriedly took it and didn't know what was going on for a moment.

"Uncle Quan?"

Le Zheng Shuiling and Le Zheng Qiming looked at him curiously.

"I'm sorry for the offense. My nephew, Le Zhengli, is the son of Le Zheng Zuohuan."

"Uncle Li..."

Le Zhengli went over and held his hand to stop him from saluting him.

"Let's just follow my mother's generation. Uncle Quan, have you been doing well these years?"

The two people looked at each other as if they were old friends who had met again after a long separation, and Le Zhengquan's eyes were red.

"I..." Le Zhengquan remembered that they were on the street, so he quickly adjusted his mood and decided to invite them to his home for a visit.

Although others tried to stop him, Le Zhengquan wanted to say something that he would take full responsibility for the situation, but was beaten to it by Le Zhengli.

"This is my mother's former residence. I wanted to come back and take a look. This room is dark, and the lighter was accidentally lit. It's really dry. I'd like to trouble you to help clean up the mess. I will apologize to the head of the family later.

The guards looked at the house which was reduced to ashes, but did not burn any other "extra" things. Even so, it would be difficult for them to just leave it alone.

As the deputy captain of the guard team, Le Zheng Longya was worried that Le Zhengquan would take the responsibility himself, so he went down the stairs after hearing what Le Zhengli said.

"Uncle Li, you are too kind. Let's do it."

"Yes."

Le Zhengquan wanted to pull him aside to talk a few words, but unexpectedly Le Zheng Longya spoke first.

"With the help of our uncle, things will be easier. Master, don't worry. We are here for you."

Originally, the people of this court didn't care whether the guard team did a good job or not. Le Zhengquan had seen through a lot of things over the years and had lived for the safety of the people. Fortunately, the people of Jimen Pass had a high opinion of them.

"Then I'll leave it to you. Please make sure it's safe."

"It's just a pile of ashes, please don't worry, Master."

"Okay, I'll leave first."

"Ah."

Le Zhengquan came over, immediately made a "please" gesture, and took several people home.

As soon as he entered the house, Le Zhengquan happily called "Madam". His wife was a little surprised and unbelieving when she heard the voice.

"A Quan? Why are you back? What time is it now? Oops, I haven't prepared lunch yet."

Le Zhengquan quickly stopped her and said, "Madam, Madam...it's still early, don't rush, we have guests today."

When she looked, she saw that there were four people, and they were not from the guard team, nor did they look like civilians in the city. She didn't know what to do for a moment.

Le Zhengli bowed first, introduced himself, and said, "Hello Aunt Quan, I am your nephew Le Zhengli."

Since Le Zhengquan and Le Zheng Zuohuan were familiar with each other, thinking that her "father" Le Zheng Zuosi should have a good relationship with him, Le Zheng Yuhua also bowed to her out of politeness.

"Hello, Aunt Quan, I am your nephew Le Zheng Yuhua."

Le Zheng Shui Ling hurriedly replied, "Uh, nephew Le Zheng Shui Ling, nice to meet Aunt Quan."

"Le Zheng Qiming, nice to meet Aunt Quan."

Aunt Quan was even more surprised. Apart from the guards, there was almost no one in Lezhengli who was willing to visit their home, and there was even less people that Lezheng Quan was willing to invite to his home.

Soon, she remembered that Le Zhengquan once said that Le Zheng Zuosi's son was named Le Zheng Yuhua, and the couple had wanted to meet him for a long time but had never had the chance, so she quickly invited them to come in.

"Quick, come in."

She was busy looking for chairs and stools. Seeing that the place was small and everyone was squeezed together, the tables and chairs were too old, and she couldn't even get a pot of good tea, Aunt Quan felt a little sorry.

"You guys drink first."

"Aunt Quan."

"what?"

"That's good, let's sit down and talk together."

Le Zhengli seemed to see through her idea of ​​buying tea, which made her feel that the hospitality was not good enough. So Le Zhengquan came over and helped her sit down.

"I am still……"

"The Zuo Si and Zuo Huan we know don't care whether the tables and chairs are nice or not, or whether the tea is expensive or not, so why would their children care?"

"You have had a hard time these years."

"I heard that the salaries of the guards are paid by our court, which is quite meager, and the land they own is also very small. It is obvious that what you do is no less than some people in our court."

Le Zheng Qiming was indignant about this differential treatment.

"In the eyes of the Taoists, what we do is insignificant."

"It's not insignificant. Grandfather said that everyone in the guard team is great. You patrol morning and night to ensure the safety of the people, and often help the people solve problems. No matter how hard or tired you are, you never complain, and the people in Guanzhong also praise you. It's their fault that our court treats you so badly. If the head of the family were here, we wouldn't..."

Le Zheng Qiming stood up and covered Le Zheng Shuiling's mouth, then forced her to sit down.

"Trouble comes from the mouth, don't cause trouble for Uncle Quan and Aunt Quan."

She shook off Le Zhengqiming's hand and said angrily, "I'm just angry."

From their words, Le Zheng Yuhua seemed to understand something, so he asked, "Uncle Quan and Aunt Quan are ordinary people, right?"