The snow was falling, as if it would never stop.

A hare walked past two snowmen, suddenly his ears moved, his limbs suddenly kicked the ground, and he ran away.

The two snowmen moved slightly, opened their eyes, stood up from the ground, their bodies shook slightly, and the snow on their bodies was cleaned up.

"Is it so heavy to snow?"

Looking at the heavy snow that blurred vision, Wang Zhenting whispered.

"I want to go to the Iron Palm Gang!" Huang Yaoshi said lightly.

The injuries he suffered were quickly healed with the help of Wang Zhenting, and Wang Zhenting's magical technique of healing made him amazed.

The injury recovered too quickly.

"Yes." Wang Zhenting nodded, looked into the distance, and said, "Then let's part."

Huang Yaoshi said with an apology on his face, "I have implicated you, you still want to learn from Shaolin..."

"Forget it." Wang Zhenting shook his head and said, "Shaolin, it's better not to learn, let alone..."

He raised his eyebrows at him and said, "If I really want to learn, they don't need their consent."

"Haha!" Huang Yaoshi smiled and said, "That's right."

In other words, Huang Yaoshi didn’t care about Wang Zhenting’s statement. If it were someone else, such as Hong Qigong, the reaction would not be like this when he heard it.

Huang Yaoshi clenched his fist and said, "Zhen Ting, take care of yourself."

"Take care." Wang Zhenting nodded.

The two looked at each other and smiled, their bodies started to move, and quickly left in the opposite direction.

...

A few days later, at the foot of Zhongnan Mountain.

Zhongnan Mountain Quanzhen Sect, the tomb of the Living Dead...

When Wang Zhenting thought of this, he couldn't help but look forward to it.

"Zhongshen Power King Chongyang..."

Speaking of which, compared to Wang Chongyang, the supernatural power, Wang Zhenting wanted to meet the strange woman who had been entangled with Wang Chongyang for a lifetime - Lin Chaoying, but...

According to some information that Wang Zhenting knew, Lin Chaoying died in Chongyang many years, so he was not sure if he could still see the strange woman.

Sitting in the inn at the foot of Zhongnan Mountain and looking at the Zhongnan Mountain in the distance, Wang Zhenting's thoughts floated casually.

At this moment, a scream that made people cry.

"You pay me back!"

"What's your money? I picked it up?"

"Pick it up? Can it be considered picking up on my waist?"

"Ph, ph! Then do you mean I'm stealing?"

"Ah, you finally admit it, you just steal it! Come back to me!"

With the shouts, the two of them fled and chased each other, causing a lot of chaos in the inn.

Wang Zhenting looked at him and saw an old man with a white hair and a white beard, but a rosy face, running around in the inn like a rabbit, instead, the young man chasing him was so tired that he was panting.

"Haha!" The white-haired old man threw his purse up and down, pointed at the young man and smiled, "Oh, you are just like this, you still want to catch up with me!"

The young man was so angry that his body trembled and said, "Come back to me! This is Mount Zhongnan! The real people of Quanzhen Sect will uphold justice for me!"

"Ha!" The old man with white hair smiled even more happily, clapped his hands, and said with a smile: "Then let them preside over justice!"

"Hehe, I'm not afraid of those bulls' noses!"

"Ahh!" the young man shouted, and chased the white-haired old man with red eyes.

The white-haired old man was laughing and continued to run around the crowd.

However, when the other party was asked to run to Wang Zhenting, Wang Zhenting, who looked thoughtful, silently raised one foot and stretched out.

The white-haired old man ran over and noticed Wang Zhenting's feet. He winked and smiled at Wang Zhenting, and actually raised his foot and deliberately stepped on Wang Zhenting.

"Oh!"

Wang Zhenting, holding a glass of wine, raised his eyebrows, stretched out his feet and changed several times, and bumped his feet several times in a row.

"Hehe! I want to trip me!"

The white-haired old man smiled, with a proud look on his face.

At this moment, his hands grabbed his clothes and said breathlessly: "I finally caught you!"

"You!" The white-haired old man pointed at Wang Zhenting, with a depressed look on his face, and said, "You did it on purpose!"

Wang Zhenting raised his mouth and did not answer.

"Repay my money!" the young man screamed, grabbed the white-haired old man's neck and shook it back and forth.

"Wow! I'm going to kill someone!" exaggeratedly, the white-haired old man rolled his eyes and threw the purse in his hand out.

"My money!" the young man shouted and hurriedly chased after him.

"Tsk!" He curled his lips, and the white-haired old man sat on the stool on the left side of Wang Zhenting, and said angrily: "It's not fun at all!"

He just came out to eat and had no money to pay for the meal, and wanted to "borrow" some money to spend it, but was arrested.

"Oh?" Wang Zhenting raised his eyebrows and smiled, "If your senior brother knew that you were stealing money, would it be fun?"

"How do you know..." Halfway through the conversation, the white-haired old man covered his mouth, looked at Wang Zhenting in horror, and said, "I don't understand what you said!"

"Oh, that's it!" Wang Zhenting took a sip of wine and smiled: "Maybe I admit my mistake."

"Are you admitting your mistake?" The old white-haired man breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, his eyes rolled, and he asked curiously: "Who did you recognize me?"

Wang Zhenting smiled bitterly and said, "I think you look a little like my benefactor Zhou Botong! He was...ah!"

Listening to Wang Zhenting's words, the white-haired old man looked confused, but seeing Wang Zhenting saying halfway, he suddenly felt as if he was gently teasing with a feather in his heart, and said anxiously: "What's the matter? Tell me, maybe I can help you!"

"Let's not say it..." Wang Zhenting looked a little hesitant.

"Say it, say it!" The white-haired old man was uneasy and kept touching his beard.

"Okay!" Wang Zhenting said as if he had made a major decision, "I'll just talk about it!"

"Say, say it quickly!"

"I was desperate back then and hadn't eaten for several days. I felt like I was about to starve to death. It was a hero who passed by whom I gave me some food and some silver to make me survive and have today."

"Yes!" Wang Zhenting said excitedly: "He is Zhou Botong, the hero Zhou!"

Uh...had you done this? Why don't you have any impression of it?

After scanning the white-haired old man with a thoughtful look, a smile flashed in Wang Zhenting's eyes and said seriously: "Maybe for him, that's just a small thing. Maybe he has forgotten what he did back then, but I haven't forgotten it, I have always kept it in my heart, so I must repay him!"

That's true, that little thing is really a trivial matter for me!

Haha, I didn’t expect that I had done something like that!

Not bad! Not bad!

"Uh, how do you plan to repay me?" asked the old man with white hair with concern.

"Well..." After pinching his chin, Wang Zhenting said: "Please treat him to a meal for a year, and then pay him one thousand taels of silver!"

Very good!

With this money, I can go to the world for fun without having to go back to Quanzhen Sect!

The gray-haired old man was very excited.
Chapter completed!