Gongfan City is becoming more and more lively with the advent of the annual celebration. Gongfan City not only rules tens of thousands of residents in the city, but also governs countless surrounding villages, with a population of nearly 400,000.
The entire Xuanmu Kingdom only has thirty-six cities, with a population of tens of millions under its rule.
The population density here is much higher than that under the rule of Seven Star Sect and other sects.
Xuanmu Kingdom has always encouraged childbearing. In order to feed a larger population, taxes will also be reduced according to the increase in the number of offspring. When a certain number is reached, there will be tax exemptions and rewards.
On the other hand, the Seven Star Sect and other sects mostly keep mortals free and use them as the basis for replenishing the blood of immortal cultivators in the sect. As long as the number is not reduced to a certain level, even if there is a large-scale epidemic, the sect will not I'll take care of it.
Since only one of hundreds of thousands of mortals can cultivate immortality, this huge contrast makes many sects too lazy to develop too many mortals, because when there are too many mortals, there will definitely be countless troubles to deal with, and it is necessary for a warlock to be promoted to a mage. There are too many resources, and having more warlocks in a sect will not be of much use, so the number of mortals under the sect's rule generally remains in the range of tens or hundreds of millions.
Gongfan City is becoming more and more lively, with people living and working in peace and contentment, and the scene of unprecedented prosperity.
However, there is a strange scene in the city. Most of the people walking in the city are middle-aged or young, and there are basically no elderly people.
Zhang Changkong looked at the scenery outside the city from the window, his expression unchanged.
"Tuk-tuk-tuk!"
There was a knock on the door.
"come in."
Zhang Changkong spoke, he already knew who was outside the city.
"This friend, I am Fang Dong, the head catcher of Gong Fan City. I don't know who you are to Mr. Jin Sanshui. The Jin family cannot contact Mr. Jin Sanshui. Someone has already come to the city lord's mansion to report the case." Fang Dong took several "Captain," he said with some caution. Although the young man in front of him had no energy and looked like he had not practiced yet, the thought of the five Jin family guards who came here two days ago and never showed up again still made Fang Dong feel a little trembled in his heart. , you must know that the leader of the Jin family's guard, but the cultivation of Jianzong, disappeared silently like this, which is really suffocating.
"I don't know who Jin Sanshui is, but a short fat man here and several of his guards have turned into ashes and flown away from the window," Zhang Changkong said calmly.
"Friends are joking." Fang Dong laughed dryly and found that the young man in front of him didn't even turn around. His back was turned to him from beginning to end, and he didn't answer his words at this moment.
He couldn't laugh anymore, and there was sweat on his forehead. The faces of the police officers behind him were even more pale, their legs were trembling, and they looked shaky.
Immediately, Fang Dong understood that the person in front of him was either a madman or a very vicious sinner, and he was also a powerful sinner.
Because the only thing that can turn people into ashes is the bloodline magic of innate air control. As for air control, Fang Dong did not think about it, because every king of the human race is a famous existence, and most of them pioneered or inherited The leader of a country had no reason to hang out in a little-known city like theirs.
"No, I wonder if my friend can show me his household registration certificate, I..." Fang Dong whispered hesitantly.
"I don't have that kind of thing. Also, if you don't want to die, get out immediately." Zhang Changkong's tone was as calm as ever.
When Fang Dong heard this, he didn't say anything. He knocked away a few agents and rushed out of the room. The agents also rushed out, supporting each other, as if there were man-eating beasts in the room. Same.
After Fangdong went down to the third floor, he calmed down his beating heart a little. He was somewhat thankful for his wit. Most people would have turned into ashes. He had read many story books over the years, and many righteous children were saved by the villains. They say cruel words when they are dying, and then are killed by the angry villain. Then the friends of these righteous children, that is, the protagonist, will hear the news, and then become angry and use the death of their friends as motivation. , one day after going through all kinds of difficulties, a dead friend comes to have a beauty, or inherits the dead friend's beauty, and finally kills the villain.
Although Fang Dong is very happy to read the script, it is not so wonderful to make him the "just kid" who is the catalyst of the protagonist. Even if his "protagonist friend" avenges him in the end, he will die and everything will be over. What's more, he After counting his friends, he found that they were all drunkards and not people who could avenge him. His death was probably worthless.
"Fortunately, I read a lot and am very witty. The few agents who followed me are probably dead. It seems that I need to add more manpower." Just when Fang Dong was about to show a sad face, he saw a few The detective staggered down the stairs, making his face darken.
"Look at your appearance, you are simply embarrassing me. Why don't you come with me and report to the city lord quickly?" Fang Dong scolded and walked towards the stairs first, turning a blind eye to the strange looks of the "talented women" and customers around him. .
Zhang Changkong originally thought that after the police officers returned, they would bring several groups of people to die. Unexpectedly, it seemed that nothing happened in the next few days. No one came to disturb him at all, so he did not do anything extra. Just waiting for the so-called celebration in the city to start.
The east corner of the city has been cleared. It was originally a square and usually a market. But now the street stalls have been cleared out and tables filled with wine and delicacies. Many of them are separated by partitions. The small room was covered only by a curtain.
A huge square of tens of thousands of square meters was arranged into a large banquet site.
Soon, on the night of the celebration, middle-aged people and middle-aged women registered in more than a dozen passages, then got a half-mask to wear and went inside to eat and drink.
Thousands of people entered one after another, and the square immediately became lively. Especially after some people drank, they became a little crazy. The square was chaotic and crazy.
But the soldiers surrounding the square did not care. As long as they did not leave the square, no matter what they did inside, they were allowed. Men and women began to come in and out of those small cubicles. People seemed to release themselves after putting on masks. The side that is usually hidden, some people don't even need to enter the cubicle, and just go out and have fun in the square.
The entire city was shaken by the noise in the east square, as if the city was becoming happy.
Thousands of people in Chengdong Square performed various expressions of sentient beings, including wanton happiness, wanton sadness, wanton anger, all of which were so free.
This celebration allows people who usually don't have enough to eat to enjoy delicious food, single men have a new understanding of life, and chaste martyrs get unprecedented stimulation.
The celebration is still going on, and people are constantly bringing food, wine, and all kinds of gorgeous clothes.
Most people in the celebration experienced the bliss of life.
It was late at night, the celebration lasted for most of the night and was coming to an end.
"It's really crazy, but the real drama is about to begin." Zhang Changkong watched from the air as a so-called mid-level innate cultivator led a few people towards the square in the direction of the city lord's palace.
