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In a teahouse a few miles away from the alley just now, Ling Yun was wearing a rough Taoist robe, and the jade crown on his head had been replaced with a Taoist crown.
[Master, I'm sorry, Nana didn't think it through, and almost got into trouble...]
Xiaona's voice with a hint of self-blame sounded in Ling Yun's ears, but the young man smiled and shook his head, saying silently in his heart: "It's okay, it's not a bad thing, at least it lets me know what the general situation is now."
[Yeah, but the difficulty of this world is not high, the strongest person today is only D+, and is not the master's opponent at all! ]
Ling Yun nodded secretly, and this look fell into the eyes of the middle-aged man opposite him, but it was a different flavor.
This set of clothes was secretly given to him by the man opposite him. In the current era, except for women and some special groups, only Taoists can not wear braids, especially this eye-catching Taoist robe, which avoids many people's prying.
"My name is Park In-meng. May I know your name?"
The man raised the tea bowl, said to Ling Yun, and drank it all.
"So it's Mr. Park!" Ling Yun smiled, picked up the tea bowl and returned the greeting, then drank it all, "Just call me Ling Yun."
In the world of [The Plunder of All Worlds], it doesn't matter if you use your real name, anyway, no one knows him. However, the name Ling Yun seems to have a deep meaning to him, and he is still not used to hiding his real name.
However, hearing the man on the other side call himself Park In-meng, he laughed a little. After he saw that the other party called him Mr. Ling, he asked with interest: "I wonder if Brother Park knows a person named 'Park Pule'?"
"It's my father!" Park In-meng suddenly widened his eyes and said in surprise, "Does Mr. Ling know my father?"
"No, I just heard of him."
Ling Yun covered the corners of his upturned mouth with the tea cup. Tao'er is not lying to me. I just don't know if there is really a "Grandpa Wang" who is the father of Brother Qian'er in a certain world.
Park In-meng didn't care. He drank a cup of tea silently, opened his folding fan, and moved closer to Ling Yun.
Ling Yun moved closer to him, covering half of their faces with his folding fan.
"Mr. Ling, the body skills you just showed, it seems that you are also a martial artist?"
When the two ran from the alley, Park In-meng thought he still needed to deliberately slow down his pace, but he didn't expect Ling Yun to easily keep up with his pace, and even slightly ahead. If he didn't know where to go, he would have left Park In-meng, who had outstanding body skills, behind by several streets.
"I learned a little from a master since I was a child, and I only know the basics."
"Hahaha, Mr. Ling really likes to joke!"
Park In-meng naturally didn't believe it. As one of the three protectors of the Han League, he dared to say that there was no one in the entire Han League who had better body skills than him!
Although the ancient books are severely damaged and many martial arts have been lost, his family's "Light Body Art" has been passed down from generation to generation, and it can be said that even if the soldiers on horseback want to catch him, it is not an easy task.
Seeing Ling Yun's calm look, Pu Renmeng pondered for a moment and asked, "Mr. Ling, it is really too hard for a hero like you to fight alone. Why don't you join us and work together to find a way out for us Han people!"
"The world is one family. We all have one heart. Why should we be so divided?" Ling Yun did not respond to his words directly.
"Mr. Ling is really joking. He is wearing a gorgeous dress, a long sword hanging from his waist, and has long flowing hair and superb body movements. If Mr. Ling didn't do it on purpose, I would never believe it! But a person's petty fights are not presentable after all. Even if Mr. Ling can kill more thieves, it can't exchange for the beautiful mountains and rivers of our Han people!"
Ling Yun stretched out his hand to push away his folding fan and drank the tea that had just been poured into the bowl.
"Brother Park, you are too polite. I just forgot to dress up before going out. Goodbye!"
After saying that, he got up and went out. Soon he walked to the shade of a big tree, with only the scorching sun and the birdsong in his ears.
A series of hurried footsteps came, and Ling Yun looked back and found that Park Renmeng had followed him. There were fine beads of sweat on his forehead because of the rapid journey.
"Mr. Ling, I'm sorry!"
Park Renmeng's eyes were stern, and he was already beside Ling Yun and grabbed his arm.
He wanted to grab Ling Yun's knife-holding hand in advance, but he saw Ling Yun holding him backhanded. Park Renmeng felt that it was not a human hand that held his wrist, but an iron clamp! Ling Yun
kicked him lightly, and Park Renmeng's blood surged. After Ling Yun let go of his hand, he stepped back several steps, half-knelt on the ground, and spurted out a mouthful of blood.
"Just a minor punishment, don't do it again."
Seeing that he was still going to leave, Park Renmeng took advantage of the situation and knelt on the ground and kowtowed to him.
"Mr. Ling, please help us!"
Ling Yun did not turn around, but looked back slightly, and saw his deeper "friendly" favorability, knowing that this person was sincere: "What kind of organization are you?"
Hearing him ask this, Park Renmeng's face was happy, and he quickly wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth: "Mr. Ling, the world has suffered from the Tartars for a long time!"
With Park Renmeng's words, Ling Yun's understanding of the background of this world also deepened. It seems that it is indeed what he thought. Xiaona only knows a general idea, and does not know too much detail. Some content still needs to be told to him by local people.
"So, what is the purpose of inviting me to join your Han League?"
"Mr. Ling!" Park In-meng looked around and saw that there was no one around. He also moved half a meter to his side and said in a hoarse voice, "Mr. Ling, you don't know. According to reliable intelligence, the Tartar emperor will arrive in our Huzhou in three days at most. As long as the dog Tartar dies and the news spreads to Kyoto, the Tartars will be in chaos because of the fight for the throne! Under the leadership of the Third Prince, our Han League will surely rise up and regain our Han country!"
"Oh, do you still want me to be a dead man? Sorry, I'm not interested in that!"
Ling Yun was a little moved. It seems that because of his high luck, the help of the world power has arrived so quickly. At the beginning, he revealed the whereabouts of the mission target to him and planned an action. As long as he follows the steps, he will probably be able to complete the mission and return easily.
However, it is rare to come to an ancient fictional world. He doesn't want to go back so soon. After all, it will only take a moment to go back after staying for four days.
"No, no, no, sir." Park Renmeng said hurriedly, "The main thing is that there is a guard beside the dog Tartar emperor. He is very skilled and difficult to deal with. You just need to hold him back for a while. The fate of the dog emperor will be decided by us!"
"How can you get close to an emperor when he is traveling?"
"Sir, this time the dog Tartar emperor is traveling far away for the purpose of investigating the people's sentiments. He has only two guards around him. One is a general who is invincible on the battlefield, and the other is the chief eunuch. The latter is cunning and slightly better than me. I am afraid that only you can hold him back perfectly! But he never takes shortcuts, and the local government is probably aware of his whereabouts. We can only take action as soon as we find him. If it is too late, this opportunity will be gone!"
An incognito visit? Ling Yun looked a little strange. He had already guessed which emperor it was.
But no matter what, his mission needs to be completed. I am afraid that the "protagonist" of this world should be this emperor!