"Mr. Chen, I see that you are well-educated, so why would you want to go here? This Youquan River stretches for eight hundred miles, with continuous dangerous fronts and solitary peaks and cliffs. This ancient river road is known as 'The Flying Eagle Can't Cross' "It's hard for apes to catch up." Listen to the old man's advice, you'd better go back, don't waste your wealth and life!" The old man holding the oar had a worried face and said sincerely.
"This is the territory of the Great Sui Dynasty, and it is also where the Dharma-Suppressing Divine Martial Hall is located. Even if there are some water pirates, wouldn't they be so courageous?" A young man in a black and gold robe lay leisurely among the cabins, looking quite relaxed.
This was the fifth day after Chen Xiu said goodbye to the court and Li Yuan and Yuwen Chengdu.
Following the river and riding the wind, I traveled nearly three thousand miles by day and thousands of miles by night. I have already entered the land of Jingchu.
Before leaving, Yang Lin, on behalf of His Majesty, presented him with a Shangfang Sword!
Behead first and report later, imperial authority has granted!
It also allowed the mobilization of 5,000 mirror envoys responsible for guarding the land of Jingchu and 30,000 steel soldiers!
"How can today's Zhenfa Shenwu Hall still have some of its former glory? I can only hope and never meet them." The old man sighed sadly, with endless sadness and helplessness in his words.
"Old man, let me hear what you want. Did the Dharma-suppressing God Wutang betray the Sui royal family or surrender to the devil?" Chen Xiu said in a calm voice, with a somewhat cold look in his eyes.
Zhenfa Shenwu Hall is also called Zhenfa Hall.
It was an iron city that stood in this ancient land of Jingchu when the late emperor established the foundation of the Sui Dynasty.
Legend has it that Zhenfa Hall is located in the center of Jingchu land, at the end of Youquan River.
Shaped like a mountain and extremely towering, it is the most bizarre city in the world today, because it is a city made of ten thousand years of cold iron!
Sixty years ago, the land of Jingchu was raging with war, and there were even evil spirits roaming around.
The late Emperor of the Sui Dynasty built the Dharma God and Martial Hall here to establish order.
In order to resist the monsters of the past, 30,000 Qi refiners refined 13 million tons of ten thousand-year-old iron, and built such a giant steel city on the land here! Legend has it that even if the Supreme Lord of the Rivers and Lakes took action personally, he would not be able to destroy this behemoth.
And [Guardian King] Yang Lin promised him that the 30,000 steel soldiers were the troops responsible for guarding the Zhenfa Hall!
"Sir, today's Zhenfa Hall can never go back to the past..."
The roaring sound echoed through the sky, and the old man's face became extremely pale.
Chen Xiu raised his head slightly.
What came into view was the mighty iron cable of cold iron, intercepted across the river.
The heavily armored sergeant stood proudly on the iron rope, overlooking the cross-cutting river.
Those arrogant eyes seemed to be looking at the fish that was about to be slaughtered!
"Two months are here, and it's time to pay taxes again." The old man's words were filled with sadness.
A reluctant and bitter smile appeared on the old face: "However, this old man is lucky. After meeting a great patron like you, the young master, he can finally pay the tax of these ten taels of silver."
He murmured: "It's just a pity that the baby at home has to drink rice porridge again..."
"What did you say? Ten taels of silver in taxes? Are you crazy?" At this moment, Chen Xiu's purple-gold eyes were filled with evil spirits.
He remembered clearly that two years ago, when he was the head catcher of Tianye Mansion, his monthly salary was five taels of silver!
"What if I can't get these twelve taels of snowflake silver?" There was an inexplicable chill in Chen Xiu's words.
The old man opened his mouth, and a line of tears streaked across his face: "Selling land deeds, selling cattle, whatever the seller is."
"What should we do if we sell out?" Chen Xiu's words were already a bit cold.
If Ji Qingqing was here at this moment, I'm afraid it would be very clear.
At this moment, Chen Xiu already had murderous intentions in his heart!
"If not. The men will be demoted to slaves to dig canals for His Majesty. The daughters will be sold to brothels or sold as concubines of aristocratic families..." There were endless tears in the old man's eyes, and he swallowed until he could not speak.
"Is this the current Dharma-Suppressing Divine Martial Hall?"
Chen Xiu's words were extremely cold, and a strong evil aura emerged in his eyes.
Since it's so unbearable, it's better to kill them all!
Then, recruit new soldiers from both sides of the Taiwan Strait and recruit people from all walks of life.
After all, this is his place of residence in troubled times, but there is no room for carelessness!
"Snapped--"
Heavy slaps sounded, and the hooded white-haired old man fell heavily between the fishing boats. He kowtowed hastily and cried sadly: "Master, please do it. My granddaughter, she is only nine years old!"
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"Who told you that you have no money? If you don't have money, you will be punished!
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The slightly arrogant young man in green had disdain on his face, and smiled at the young man in purple beside him and said: "Brother Li, I leave this job to you! Go to his house and bring out his granddaughter. . I remember that Uncle Duanyang seems to like this kind of little girl very much, so I will send it to him."
"Master Zhou, can you give me a try?" The young man in purple said with a greedy face and a playful smile.
The green-robed young man snorted softly and said playfully: "Didn't those two chicks have enough fun yesterday?"
"Hey, didn't you go too far and make a mistake?" The young man in purple spat, looking a little angry.
The white-haired old man cried and grabbed the young man in purple's leg, wailing: "Master, please give me some more time. I will definitely, definitely get the money..."
roll!
The young man in purple kicked him hard and kicked the white-haired old man straight into the river. He said with disgust on his face: "My hands are full of mud and my clothes are dirty."
"If blood splashed all over your body, it shouldn't be dirty, right?"
Danmo's words sounded.
The gushing blood spilled, and the young man in purple staggered and fell to the ground.
The extreme pain hit my heart, almost driving me crazy.
He rubbed his eyes, which were confused by the blood, and then noticed.
My legs are gone!
"Kill me, kill him!
"The young man in purple is a little crazy.
Chen Xiu stared at the dozens of Hantie sergeants, and then Dan Mo spoke with cold words: "According to the laws of the Sui Dynasty, you are soldiers of the imperial court, not ministers of aristocratic families. Do you really want to attack me?"
"What are you still doing? Kill me..."
The angry words stopped abruptly.
Blood splashed all over the young man in green shirt.
His eyes were completely frozen, and his face was replaced by endless terror.
The head of the young master in purple rolled to the ground!
The son of a dignified baron actually died like this?
Thump thump——
The next moment, the heads of more than a dozen sergeants rolled to the ground, and the smell of blood spread out.
"Since you want to die so much, I won't let you die."
Chen Xiudanmo opened his mouth, and the scimitar on his waist swiped lightly, faster than Yinshuang Qiuxue, so fast that the naked eye could not detect it.
"I, I am Jing Haibo's son. I am also a baron named by the imperial court. You cannot kill..."
The knife fell from the hand, and the head fell to the ground.
"I'm sorry, I don't care. What's more, if you are a count, let alone a baron, I will still kill you."
Chen Xiu's eyes fell on the trembling sergeant, and his words were cold: "If you don't want to die, take me now to the mansions of those earls!
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