Through Time Chapter 283

Looking at the old Taoist before him, Zhang Liang’s eyes snapped open!

“It’s you! Old… Immortal Master!”

Zhang Liang shouted in extreme surprise.

“Immortal Master, can you give me another copy of that day’s book!”

It was impossible for him not to be excited, he had the first volume of the Heavenly Book in his hands and the more he read it, the more astonished he felt!

He himself had also been greatly enhanced.

Every time he thought of that encounter with the old Tao, he regretted it.

Now, the other man actually appeared before him again!

He absolutely could not let this opportunity go!

“Alas, there’s only one chance for that daybook.”

The old Taoist drooped this head back.

Hearing these words, Zhang Liang did not hesitate in the slightest, directly kneeling on both knees and worshipping on the ground.

This scene caused the people around him to freeze for a moment.

In the Great Qin, even if one met an emperor, one did not need to bow down on both knees!

Zhang Liang did not care about those strange gazes around him, he only had Lao Dao in his eyes at this moment.

He spoke with the utmost sincerity, saying

“What happened last time was that I was unaware of the heavenly realm and offended the Immortal Master.”

“No matter how the Immortal Master punishes me, I have no complaints!”

“I only ask for guidance from the Immortal Master!”

The old Taoist looked at Zhang Liang, and the frown on his face grew tighter and tighter.

“The Book of Heaven is gone is gone, the old Dao is telling you, you should hurry and leave Xianyang now.”

“Or else there will be a bloodbath in a few days.”

Hearing these words, Zhang Liang trembled, and for once he dared not disbelieve the other man’s words!

“Immortal Master, Zhang Liang listens to all of Immortal Master’s words, and only asks that Immortal Master allow Liang to serve at his side.”

Zhang Liang said without giving up.

He knew that the other side was a rare opportunity for him!

The old Taoist, however, shook his head and

“What should have been said last time has already been said by the old Tao, yet you can go south.”

“That’s all, but the old Tao can’t say much more with you here.”

“Go too.”

The old Taoist said, and slipped away towards the side, disappearing into the crowd in the blink of an eye.

“Immortal Master!”

Zhang Liang wanted to stop, but did not dare, and could only watch the other party leave.

When the other party had left, Zhang Liang stood up and spoke to the guard at the side of

“Go and call the Duke over.”

Since the old Taoist wouldn’t let him go, he naturally had his reasons.

At this moment, Han Cheng, who was having a good conversation with Zhao Lang, naturally did not wait for Zhang Liang, but only for his escort.

“There is something wrong with the caravan, let me go back quickly?”

Han Cheng frowned as he listened to the guard’s endowment.

His merchant caravan was also those Han Legacy clans, which gave him financial support.

It was his capital to start his business, and he really couldn’t afford to have any problems yet.

With a few moments of regret, he spoke to Zhao Lang and said

“Gongzi Lang, I have something to do and need to take a step ahead.”

“We will be in touch later, if you have something to do, you can have someone contact me here.”

Han Cheng delicately left an address for Zhao Lang, and then whispered another admonition to

“This place can be travelled to without letting the Qin know, otherwise we are in danger.”

Zhao Lang nodded his head.

Look, this is a sincere way to invite someone.

He couldn’t help but think of those who said they were free to come and play, but didn’t even give an address.

Take note of that address so you can arrange to go there tomorrow and see if it’s true.

Find a way to blend in, but of course, mostly to care about how well someone is doing.

You don’t have to say anything to them.

As friends, everything is in your heart.

“Have a good trip, Mr. Han!”

Zhao Lang sent the other party downstairs and said with utmost sincerity.

Hearing the sincerity in the words, Han Cheng was slightly moved by the

“Thank you, Gongzi Long, we will definitely meet again!”

After saying this, he followed the guards with some reluctance and left.

Looking at the other’s back as he left, Zhao Lang said to Tianyi that

“Keep an eye on the people in this shop.”

He was ready to follow and see, having met the descendants of King Han, he had to feel the strength behind the other party anyhow.

Just as he was about to set off, a figure suddenly crashed over from the side, and Zhao Lang dodged it with a casual side-step.

The other party, however, fell straight to the ground.

“Ouch! Who pushed me!”

The one who came crashing through was a big man, bleeding from a small gash in his face.

But it was not a big problem.

Zhao Lang ignored the other man and was ready to leave straight away, and just then, another figure emerged.

When he saw the other party, Zhao Lang’s eyes could not help but narrow a little.

This person he knew, it was the old Taoist from Liaodong.

“Hehehe, the old Dao had told you that you would have a bloodbath today.”

The old Taoist smiled and spoke to the big man.

The big man was a little annoyed at hearing this and looked at the old Taoist in front of him and wanted to make a move.

He was kicked out by Zhao Lang and climbed up and tried to report to the police.

But the next thing he knew, he was smashed in the face with a small gold pellet, and immediately grabbed it and disappeared without a trace.

“Old Dao, it’s been a long time.”

Zhao Lang greeted with a smiling smile.

He didn’t need to look at Han Cheng and the others, being so fussed over, they would have left long ago.

He always felt that the timing of this old Taoist’s appearance was a little too coincidental.

The old Daoist also greeted Zhao Lang with a smile and

“Yes, it’s been a long time.”

But those eyes were restlessly looking around.

Zhao Lang looked at them and said, indifferently

“If you dare to run, I dare to kill.”

The old Taoist froze for a moment, looked at Zhao Lang and gulped, snapped and said

“Young man, why is the killing nature so heavy…”

Zhao Lang returned.

“You made me lose a man, just in time for you to take over.”

The old Taoist said, with a touch of laziness

“Old Tao, I am penniless and have only a tattered skin, what do you need him for?”

Zhao Lang looked at the old Taoist and said with a bit of sincerity.

“This hundred or so pounds of yours is not bad to feed to the dogs.”

Even though the old Taoist thought he was not happy or angry, he could not help but feel a bit of anger when he heard this, but when he saw the sincerity in Zhao Lang’s eyes, he wilted.

“It’s just that I’m wrong about this.”

“I will not tell your fortune today, so as not to hurt your spirit.”

“I’ll give you some pointers on your chances, and it’s still too late for you to go and join the Mozi family in solving the mystery, there’s something in it for you.”

“If you don’t go, you will regret it.”

Just then, two choices appeared before him, the

“One, choose to go, and be rewarded with the secret art of the Mohammedans.”

“Two, choose not to go and reward elementary physics.”

Zhao Lang looked at the two options and was slightly stunned.

The first option was the secret art of the Mohammedans.

According to Zhao Lang’s estimation, it should be that he could take this opportunity to solve the mystery, wouldn’t he know the secret arts of the Mo family?

The Moist secret arts were naturally extremely magical and confidential in terms of the Great Qin.

But compared to elementary physics, a necessary basic subject like this, it fell short.

Still, Zhao Lang knew many of the principles of physics, but to ask him to teach others systematically would be to mislead his students.

After a moment’s reflection, Zhao Lang chose second, not to go.

“I’m not interested in this Mohammedan puzzle solving however, I’m more interested in you, Old Taoist.”

“Old Dao, just follow me honestly, I haven’t asked you what your name is yet?”

The old Tao sighed and

“I have no name, if you want to ask, just call Old Tao Huang Shi.”

“Oh, old Huang.”

The old Taoist’s lips twitched slightly, how this Old Yellow sounded a bit off, and said, “The

“Old Dao’s name is Huang Shi.”

“Got it, Old Huang.”

“Huang Shi.”

“Okay, Old Yellow.”