Normally, the regions of the Great Zhou Dynasty should be divided into southeast, northwest, and middle.
However, the land area of the Great Zhou Dynasty is irregular in the shape of mulberry leaves, and the southwest is extremely thin. If West China and South China are forcibly divided, the jurisdictions of these two regions will be extremely small.
Therefore, the two were combined into one, and West China and South China were collectively referred to as Southwest China.
"Okay, I really don't have time. Tomorrow, early tomorrow morning, Brother Xu will prepare some tea, and we can chat for three days and three nights."
Cao Mengda clasped his fists and left quickly. He was walking very fast. He was obviously a physical warrior and was far away in an instant.
Xu Shu shouted, "Things, keep things."
Cao Mengda said without looking back, "Wait a moment, I will send someone to deliver it."
Half an hour later, two young men in Tsing Yi arrived carrying two burdens.
Brought to Xu Shu, sheets, bedding, pillows, toiletries, and a box of meals.
After the two young men in green clothes left, Xu Shu started to pack up.
He found that the supplies delivered were of high quality, and his opinion of Cao Mengda improved slightly.
Unexpectedly, the bed had just been made. When he saw the prints on the sheets and quilt, Xu Shu said "fuck".
It turned out that the words on the stamp were "Zongmen Management Committee".
At this point, he still didn't understand that he had been deceived by Cao Dahua.
This Cao Dahua's operation was too outrageous. He took advantage of the information gap and sold things that should have belonged to Xu Shu to Xu Shu.
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On the night when Xu Shu moved into Yinjian Peak, on the west side of a manor in the western suburbs of Dongdu, among the rockery and rocks, an old man in white appeared like smoke, and he was seen lighting up a lotus leaf.
The lotus leaf automatically carried him to the center of the lake without any wind.
The old man stepped onto the pavilion in the middle of the lake and twisted the stone ashtray on the stone table in the pavilion.
The stone table suddenly moved, revealing a hole in the ground.
The old man ducked down into the cave, and with a click, the stone table returned to its original position.
The old man meandered all the way down, and after walking up hundreds of stone steps, he saw a bronze stone door about ten feet wide.
The old man carefully pushed open the stone door and entered an underground secret room of nearly 200 square meters.
The four walls of the secret room are all lit with everlasting lamps, and a deep pattern of runes is engraved in the center.
In the center of the formation, a young man wearing only a pair of shorts sat quietly in the center of the formation.
The young man is extremely tall, with bones and flesh all over his body evenly balanced, like a marble sculpture.
He had a handsome face, his long eyebrows flew into his temples, his thin lips were bitten tightly, and his expression was solemn.
Beside him, four black stones were trembling.
As if being pulled by some force, if Xu Shu were here, he would be able to recognize that these black stones are the stones that turned into white powder beside the golden wings.
"It's only been a long time since I sensed the Qi Stone. The young master is indeed recognized as a cultivation genius that is rare to see in a hundred years!"
The old man in white murmured.
At this moment, the stone wall three feet in front of the young man suddenly glowed.
A mural appeared, in which a decapitated giant was holding a powerful ax and roaring to the sky. The desolate and tragic artistic conception instantly swept the whole place, making the old man in white feel cold all over. He had to sit cross-legged and use his strength to resist. He was shocked in his heart. One wave after another.
I don’t know how much time passed, but the light spots emitted by the murals finally disappeared.
The shirtless young man stood up slowly, and with a big move of his hand, the four black stones around him disappeared.
"Old Jiu, what's the matter?"
The shirtless young man whispered, putting on a snow-colored gown.
The old man in white whispered, "Xu Shu has entered Zhujian Mountain."
"It's finally here."
The shirtless young man whispered.
The old man in white said, "This tiger has been counterattacking all the way, and has repeatedly achieved miracles without the help of the family. Now that it has entered the Eastern Capital, the young master must not let the tiger return to the mountain."
"Tiger?"
The shirtless young man chuckled.
Jiu Lao coughed and said, "Compared with the young master, he is certainly not even a cat."
The shirtless young man waved his hands, "That's too much. Anyone who can win the Medal of Protection of the Country is an extraordinary person.
However, he is not worthy of being my opponent yet.
Zhuge Zhang made a mistake. "
Jiu Lao smiled and said, "This is natural. The young master can already sense the qi stone, and use the qi stone to induce the ancient gods to punish Tianzhen. He is a rare talent in the world."
Except for the legendary Zhong Wangsun who was on the verge of death, among all the talented people in the world, I can't think of anyone who could stand up to him.
Zhuge, an old man, has always been known for being good at playing casual chess, but this time he made a wrong calculation.
Now that Xu Shu has entered the Eastern Capital, he no longer needs to use swords or guns to commit crimes. He can be easily destroyed by the power of the system.
Dong Pan suffered a big loss at the hands of this beast last time and had been holding back his strength, so it was better to let him take action. "
At this point, the identity of the shirtless young man has become clear. He is Nalan Shu, the former director of the Military Intelligence Department, Qin Bing's future husband, and a famous high-ranking son in Dongdu.
Nalan Shu shook his head slightly, "How can a defeated general speak bravely?
Zhuge Laoer is eager for us to jump out immediately, but he doesn't know that there are pawns this time, so we just wait and watch the show. "
Mr. Jiu's eyes lit up, "Why did you forget that family in the west of the city? It is his family that is so angry right now."
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What Mr. Jiu said was right. The Zhao family in the west of the city got the news of Xu Shu entering Zhujian Mountain immediately.
The four talkative people of the Zhao family, plus a few second- and third-generation core children from the outer branch who served in important yamen, gathered in the study of the Zhao family's grandfather before it was time to get off work.
Mr. Zhao's study is located in the east wing, which has excellent lighting, but he is old and has a weak aura, so he cannot live in a big house.
The study room of the dignified grandfather of the Zhao family is less than ten square meters.
At this moment, the core children of the Zhao family, who were able to control the outside world, crowded the study room, which had little space, to the hilt.
"Third brother, everyone is silent. You have to speak. Qiankun is your proud son. Now that he has revealed this big mess, he went to the border and was left alone. We have almost exhausted our family to support this huge mess." resource.
This account cannot be ignored. "
The speaker was Zhao Xianyi, the eldest son of Mr. Zhao. He was in his forties, with mediocre qualifications, but was naturally jealous.
Of the four rooms in the Zhao family, only the second and third rooms are filled with outstanding figures.
Zhao Qiankun, whom he said had been sent to the frontier as early as a month ago, was so radiant that he seemed to be a strong competitor for the third generation of my family.
Even Zhao Xianyi had to avoid his sharp edge. Now that it's better, Zhao Qiankun is unlucky, and Zhao Xianyi can look down on the third room again.
The third child, Zhao Xiande, had a solemn look on his face, "Qiankun has done his own evil and brought it upon himself. As my teacher, I have no clue. I will do whatever the eldest brother wants to do."
"you!"
Zhao Xianyi hit a soft nail and was about to get angry.
The grandfather of the Zhao family squatted on the ground with his dove stick like a drum, "You bastard, you can't even distinguish the priorities. All you know is fighting in the nest. I'd better close your eyes as soon as possible, so as not to live to see the decline of my Zhao family."
No one was willing to talk to him in the first place, but when Mr. Zhao made such a fuss, the already quiet hut was immediately audible.
(End of chapter)
