Chapter 738 Be ruthless and sell yourself out

Style: Fantasy Author: Rebirth at the Beginning of SummerWords: 2571Update Time: 24/01/11 20:35:12
"Weiyang City" is named after the word Weiyang, which means unfinished. Ordinary people and warriors think it means that the city has not been built yet, but the ruler of the city, "White Deer Academy", said that it means endless learning.

But Xin Zhuo felt at this moment that it meant that people couldn't see their heads.

There were so many people in the city that the whole street was crowded with people. There were pill shops, weapons shops, martial arts fighting palaces, wine shops, clothing stores, and escort agencies on both sides, and they were also crowded.

In this case, if you want to hide, find a quiet place where no one will disturb you and retreat for a while. I'm afraid it won't be easy.

He had no choice but to walk towards a less crowded place, watching and asking around.

Weiyang City is only more than five hundred miles away from Huang Taigai's Confucian Mountain, and the ruling "White Deer Academy" in the city belongs to Confucian Mountain. The distance of five hundred miles is nothing more than half a stick of incense for Hunyuan Xu warriors. Xin Zhuo couldn't figure out Huang Taigai's current character, so naturally he couldn't go to see him rashly.

The city has a complex population and most of the buildings have owners. It will take some time to find an absolutely quiet hiding place.

After walking three or four streets, we finally arrived at an overpass over a river in the heart of the city. This place was much depressed and there were few pedestrians because there were fewer shops and no business.

But there were many beggars, craftsmen and vendors on the roadside waiting and watching.

He paused at the roadside at Qiaotou, sat cross-legged on the stone steps with Xiao Huang, and quietly worked on his mind to replenish his depleted energy.

I don't know how long it took, but my true energy recovered a little, and someone next to me suddenly asked: "Little brother, are you selling yourself to bury your father?"

Xin Zhuo opened his eyes and looked at the person who was speaking. He was a middle-aged man who was selling jade at a stall and at the level of a young venerable. His face was gray, and there was a dirty little girl of seven or eight years old squatting next to him.

This is a father and daughter who live in poverty.

It's just that Xin Zhuo was a little confused by his words. Why sell your body and bury your father?

Looking at the bloody corpses on the flatbed truck, it suddenly dawned on me.

The man thought he had guessed it right and said: "It's not easy. In this life, people are born to pay off debts. Life is hard. Life is hard. Some things are already there when you are born. If you don't have them, you will be happier. The more things you see clearly, the more serious your injuries will be in the end. You really can't help yourself at all.

If it was back then, I could beg for food even if I was a little venerable person, but now, I am worthless and still afraid of being slaughtered on the way. My wife, a great venerable person, would be raped first and then killed, leaving us as father and daughter. The two were lonely and helpless.

Warriors do not believe in heaven, which never protects us. I heard that the Bauhinia Holy Land and Huangquan Sect were mining forbidden ores and Qi source stones. I wanted to apply for a job as a handyman, but I was afraid that there would be no one to take care of my children.

In fact, I still want to try my luck in Confucianism Mountain. I was also a talented young man who could read and write. Unfortunately, we don’t know whether these sects who have descended from the ages will want us..."

"That makes sense."

Xin Zhuo sighed. He didn't object to chatting with others, but he didn't like others injecting negative energy and "garbage" into him.

"Dangdangdang..."

Suddenly there was a sound of wooden bells ringing in the distance. A group of Confucian-shirted students seemed to be serving rice and porridge. The three girls Liu met in front of the city gate were also among them.

"Little brother, help me look after the stall. I'll bring you a bowl later."

The man took his daughter Saya and went straight to the porridge shed.

Warriors before Yang Reality still have to eat.

Not only father and daughter, but also beggars and craftsmen from all around swarmed over.

Xin Zhuo was in a daze. Back then, the little venerable was the dominant one, a well-fed man, but now he has become a beggar?

After a while, the father and daughter left and returned, carrying three broken bowls of porridge with a bunch of pickles on top. They handed a bowl to Xin Zhuo with a smile: "You're welcome, eat! Haha, Bailu Academy is pretty good. He has indeed accomplished what a scholar should do to "establish his destiny for heaven and earth."

Even though I can only eat porridge now, the waves in my heart have never been extinguished. "The roc rises with the wind in one day and soars ninety thousand miles." If I achieve the position of Holy Emperor in the future, this will be my life experience. "

Xin Zhuo automatically ignored this person's unreliable ambition and asked: "A person from the Great Zhou Dynasty?"

I copied this poem myself.

The man was stunned and said with a smile: "Are you too? Haha, have you met a fellow countryman in a foreign land? The Emperor of Zhou is only seventeen years old, but he is wise and powerful. He has managed the country in an orderly manner. He is just used to wandering. If he achieves success in the future, he will surely Will return and honor our ancestors!"

Xin Zhuo was silent. He thought of that little guy Ji Yu and took a sip of porridge. Well, it tasted good.

"Kneel down! Kneel down quickly!"

At this time, the beggars and craftsmen who were eating around suddenly knelt on the ground. The middle-aged man and his daughter also knelt on the ground and gave Xin Zhuo a hand.

I saw an extremely luxurious car driving slowly not far away. A string of wind chimes hung on the shaft of the car, making a jingling sound. Dozens of warriors riding strong horses followed behind the car.

The first realm of Hunyuanxu!

Xin Zhuo's eyes shrank, and he pretended not to hear the middle-aged man's reminder and continued to drink his porridge.

Warriors do not respect the world and only cultivate themselves. Even if they need to practice in seclusion now, how can they bow to others?

"Little brother, don't lose your etiquette."

The middle-aged man was anxious and lowered his voice: "This Weiyang City looks lazy and unruly, but in fact it is very hierarchical. At the top is Mount Confucianism, and below the Mount Confucianism are three towering figures: Senior Huang Yuan, Senior Jian Guiyi and Madam Liu. Everyone is in the Hunyuan Void Realm with powerful skills reaching the heavens. I’m afraid you don’t know the Hunyuan Void Realm... that’s the same! For you ordinary people without talents, it’s the same as not saying it.

This person is Mrs. Liu. She has been a widow for many years. Her daughter is a genius at White Deer Academy. She owns half of the business in the city. The porridge we eat is all from Mrs. Liu’s pocket. As a person, you must know how to be grateful. "

"Oh, I see."

Xin Zhuo nodded, picked up the porridge and drank it in one gulp.

The middle-aged man next to him suddenly stopped talking.

Just hearing the sound of wind chimes approaching, the luxurious carriage and majestic guards gave people a great pressure.

The guards glanced at Xin Zhuo, who was eating porridge by himself. Their faces were slightly cold, but they didn't care.

The carriage quickly passed by and reached the middle of the overpass, but suddenly stopped. A large number of guards swarmed in front of the carriage, lowering their heads and waiting.

"Dang!"

A pair of Xiuyun white crane pattern boots poked out, and then a graceful figure walked out, dressed in a red robe, with eyebrows like Yuandai, flowing eyelids, cheeks with blood-flowing blush, and a surging chest, looking like she was in her thirties. At the age of Xu, she behaves majestically and generously without losing the charm that a mature woman should have.

This is a woman of great taste.

After getting off the carriage and looking this way, his beautiful eyes were a little distracted.

"lady!"

A group of guards, beggars, and craftsmen saluted.

Even a group of Confucian scholars in the distance looked surprised. Miss Liu sighed softly and suddenly showed anger on her face.

I saw the lady with a strong floral fragrance, waving her embroidered robe, arriving in a flash, looking at Xin Zhuo blankly.

The middle-aged father and daughter on the side didn't know what was going on and were frightened.

Xin Zhuo put down the broken bowl, thought about it for a while, and felt a little confused. He handed it over as a gift and said nothing.

Mrs. Liu looked at him for a long time, then sighed leisurely, pointed to the flatbed truck, and said in a gentle voice like a royal sister: "Sell yourself to bury your father?"

Xin Zhuo: "..."

Mrs. Liu chuckled lightly, revealing a pair of beautiful dimples on her cheeks, and said: "I bought it, how much silver or... Wuyun stone do I need?"

Xin Zhuo's heart moved and he said: "I need one million low-grade Wu Yun stones, or ten thousand middle-grade Wu Yun stones, plus a quiet room."

He estimated that the majestic Qi of Yuanji masters in his body was equivalent to the selfless infusion of masters from thousands of years ago. The opportunity was really rare. In addition, the nine-ring jade pure bottle nourished the body. As long as the "Hunyuan Palace Cloud Vortex" matured, Maybe you can break through the Hunyuan Void Middle Realm, but you need Wuyun Stone to break through. Ten high-grade Wuyun Stones on your body are equivalent to one million low-grade Wuyun Stones, but I'm afraid it's not enough.

I don’t know what this lady is thinking and why she wants to “buy” herself. She needs to be ruthless and sell herself temporarily.

The middle-aged man next to him suddenly widened his eyes, trembled, and lowered his head to keep quiet.

"Bold beggar, don't know whether to live or die!"

The guard commander behind Madam Liu scolded her sternly.

"Shut up!"

Unexpectedly, Mrs. Liu immediately stopped the guard commander and smiled sweetly: "Okay! It's a deal, I will buy you!"

(End of chapter)