Chapter 131 Old Friend (1/2)

The servant had an agonized look but he dared not disobey. The contract of these servants were in Master Shuo’s hands and if they offended Master Shuo, there were ways for Master Shuo to torture them to a living death experience, and the local authorities would have no way of looking into it. The servant carefully approached the loquat tree. Once he was within ten, twenty feet away, nothing happened. He then walked directly to the tree and stood beneath it. The servant got bolder when he realized nothing happened and he touched the tree trunk of the loquat tree.

”Ouch!”

Master Shuo looked at Shen Lian suspiciously, as though saying whether he had worked it out or not.

Then, he heard the servant said, ”Master, I’m fine. It was just a prick.”

He saw no thorns on the tree trunk, why would he get pricked? The servant really could not understand.

Shen Lian almost heard the loquat tree that was lodged on the wooden sword humped, as though saying, ”Idiot, that is the remaining lightning from the Divine Thunder.”

Shen Lian gazed on the body of the loquat tree, thinking, ”You should be made into the statue of a deity, this Tianlei wood.” Tianlei wood did not mean a type of tree but it is referred to the wood that was not burnt after being struck by Divine Thunder. It was an excellent spiritual being.

Master Shuo saw that the servant was fine and could not help but be elated, he said, ”You’re really capable, Daoist priest. How should I address you?” Shen Lian and Daoist Sanguang’s reactions were worlds apart. Master Shuo was rather understanding of the state of affair and knew that Shen Lian was not lying. Both of them were truly not master and apprentice.

Towards people with special powers, he had always been very hospitable to them and would not wish to neglect them.

Shen Lian chuckled and said, ”Dear Mister Shuo, you truly have great wits but a bad memory. Do you still remember that you were there when I opened that inn that time?” He did not mention the incident that happened at the government office of the state capital of Qing and only mentioned this matter because naturally, this could jog up Master Shuo’s memory of who he was.

Because Shen Lian clearly stated his identity, he could avoid a lot of nonsense and unnecessary tricks.

Shuo Zhizhou, who get this reminder from Shen Lian, suddenly came to his senses and he took a good look at Shen Lian. His facial expression changed and he then said, ”So it’s you. It’s been so many years and you did not change at all.”

He later waved his hands, telling his servants to back off. After all, he had been in the officer position for so long, even if he was abdicated, he was still dignified. Even though the servants did not understand, they still felt that the master had secrets to tell the young Daoist priest.

Once the servants left, he still looked around.

Shen Lian saw, and thought it was funny, he said, ”Dear Mister Shuo, you’re still afraid of other people listening to our conversation with me around? Honestly, it is not that much of a big deal. Her Majesty knows that I am Shen Lian. We have even met twice but she did nothing to me.” Shuo Zhizhou was exactly worried about this. The entire Shen family had attached themselves with the usurper, the Duke of Qinghe. If other people knew that he had a private meeting with the dregs of the Shen family, let alone keeping his immense wealth and his seven beautiful chambers and concubines, even keeping his head on top of his neck would be a problem.

There were two kinds of people who were afraid of dying in this word.

The first one were those who were in power. Power was like an intoxicating wine, the longer it was, the harder it was to give it up. Naturally, they would not wish to die and forsake their position of power.