But the good thing about the government is that at least they won't grab your Ma Xiongjun just because they see it. It's better than Kunlun anyway...
Or at least the gatekeeper won't do it openly, it's hard to say in an affair...
Zhao Changhe was too lazy to worry about this, so he honestly paid for it and entered the city.
In a city that theoretically still belongs to Daxia, there is obviously a regular Demon Suppressing Division, but at this moment Zhao Changhe is not sure whether the Demon Suppressing Division here is still one of his own.
Ying Wu's people are actually more reliable than the Demon Suppressor in this matter... but Ying Wu's organization is considered a semi-secret organization.
In some necessary places, you can basically guess where Ying Wu's stronghold is. After all, it is necessary to connect the trading information. In this case, the casino is usually used. But in some places, they are extremely secretive and their identity cannot be revealed easily. Sanniang opens an inn, Chen Yi opens a restaurant...
Under Lu Shiheng's nose, I guess this is not a gambling house... So how can I find it?
When I am in the world, I feel that I have friends everywhere, but when I come to the secular world, I find that I can't find my own network... It's interesting to think about it. No wonder it is difficult for ordinary people to find powerful mentors. In the eyes of most people, these organizations are just Exists in legend.
Zhao Changhe didn't hesitate and went to a random restaurant to eat: "Shopkeeper, let's have a hero set meal."
The shopkeeper was stunned for a moment when he was asked: "What is the hero set meal..."
"Oh, two jiao of wine and a pound of cooked beef."
“…We prohibit the killing of cows here.”
Zhao Changhe was stunned. He had thought about this when he first traveled through time, but he had never really encountered a place that didn't sell beef for so long. He had forgotten about it, but he suddenly encountered it. once.
This actually represents the abundance and poverty of resources. Cows are production tools and cannot be killed casually. But if resources are abundant, it will not be so serious. It reflects from this that the "chaotic times are coming" back then have already become real troubled times now.
And this place is one of the centers of the war.
Not only is there no beef in the restaurant, but there are also very few drinkers. Such a large restaurant is sparsely populated, with only two or three tables of customers, so it seems like it is just trying to keep the business going.
Zhao Changhe did not insist and said casually: "Then let's have a bowl of noodles."
While eating noodles, Zhao Changhe unfolded his powerful five senses that had broken through the secrets, and quietly listened to the chatter of the two or three tables of drinkers.
Nowadays, the hearing is really ridiculous. If you take it seriously, you can really hear the sound of people breathing a few feet away. With the eyes behind you and the mind like the moon reflecting on the water, no matter what you see or hear, you can overlook the entire restaurant lobby. , even the sound of the partition wall outside the building was felt.
After opening the secret treasure, the power itself is indeed not that much stronger, but the overall strength is the difference between heaven and man.
It is very likely that if this state continues to develop, it will become the legendary "divine mind", but for now, it still does not break away from the category of "martial arts".
"It's been a tough time lately... there's no business at all." A drinker sighed.
"Recently?" The friend who was drinking with him sneered: "The real problem is in autumn! It is spring plowing now, and the city lord is recruiting troops to join the army. The Zhuangzi outside does not have enough manpower for spring plowing. How about harvesting the northwest wind during this autumn harvest?"
"Didn't the conscripts just go to work in the fields?"
"The farmed fields are for military grain, but what about us? We harvest the northwest wind, and we have to pay a north wind tax, right?"
"Hush, be silent." The friend sighed: "This is also the reason why Maitreya Cult is raging, no wonder the city lord."
The original man sneered and muttered: "It's better for Maitreya to win, there's nothing to resist."
"Shh!" The friend said anxiously, "You can't just talk nonsense."
The man shut his mouth.
It's hard to say whether it's because of the rampant Maitreya sect, or whether some people are using this excuse to pull their own troops.
The current root is indeed the Maitreya religion, but what about going back to an earlier root?
The man finally couldn't hold it back and cursed: "Damn, you fool."
His friend tried to stop him from welcoming the Maitreya Cult, but he agreed with this sentence and echoed: "It's his fault that he will never have a son. Even if he gives birth to a son, he won't have an asshole."
"My daughter was beaten by a dog..."
Zhao Changhe: "?"
Forget it, it's just venting anger and insults, nothing nice to hear.
But it can be seen from this that this slide was definitely not to be touched before, but now in Xiangyang, they directly scold it but no one seems to care about it. On the contrary, they welcome the Maitreya Cult and say that "you can't talk nonsense".
Lu Shiheng's intention is evident. Although he rejects Maitreya, he also does not respect Daxia.
These two drinkers, one is a businessman and the other is a landowner with a farm, they are both middle class, and they are full of resentment... It can be seen from the words that the common people will be even more sad.
Zhao Changhe sighed again. No matter from which aspect, even if the Maitreya Sect was pacified, the Great Xia was still in turmoil.
Now the Four Symbols Sect probably has two triple secret goddesses. They originally felt that the fire was not strong enough and lacked top-level combat power, but now they have... one alone may not be enough, but if they are two together, there are really not many who can handle it. Xia Longyuan is restrained by the gods and demons, so he may not be able to free his hands to deal with the two Tianbang.
Looking at the blood god sect's tens of thousands of soldiers and horses ready to attack, Zhao Changhe always felt that the four elephants sect igniting the war north of the Yangtze River was just around the corner.
Huangfu Qing's father is still the strongest general in Daxia and leads the most elite frontier troops.
What to do with evening makeup then?
Just as I was thinking about this, another table of drinkers happened to be chatting about Tang Dynasty's late makeup: "Hey, Da Zhou, who said before that the chief minister of Tang Dynasty has arrived in Jiangnan, right?"
"Yeah, it's been a long time, right?"
"Why is there no news after so long? I thought she would be in charge of the battle and would be a bit counterattack. Why is there no news?"
"How can fighting be so simple?" Da Zhou said angrily: "Do you think it's a one-on-one duel between rivers and lakes, and you're going to call Maitreya out for a martial arts showdown?"
"Tang Wanzhuang should know the soldiers, right?"
"Actually... when it comes to battle formations, she can only talk about it on paper right now. Maybe she is not as good as her nephew Tang Buqi."
"What do you mean? Tang Buqi has been silent for a longer time. I heard that he will be old in two months and it's time to go down the Hidden Dragon List..."
"He has gone through so many battlefields, and Gusu has withstood so many sieges by the Maitreya Army. If you haven't seen that scene, you won't understand..."
"It's like you've seen it before."
Da Zhou did not answer this, but answered the previous topic about Tang Wanzhuang: "Tang Wanzhuang came to Jiangnan. In my opinion, he did not come to command..."
"What's that for?"
"One is here to carry Maitreya, and the other is here to carry out Zongheng... As long as she is here, other families can unite, and they don't dare to have any dissent. Otherwise, even if she coughs badly, she will pick off someone's head at night. I'm afraid not many people can stop him. Besides, there is still a little bit of lingering shadow in Daxia, so the identity of the leader of the Demon Suppression Department is still very meaningful. Tang Buqi cannot replace Tang Wanzhuang's role."
"You're just a duck, how do you know so much?"
"Damn it, I have to go back, today's braised duck is not finished yet."
Zhao Changhe's heart moved slightly.
There is something wrong with this week... A man who cooks braised duck is quite knowledgeable about Jiangnan affairs, and what he promotes is the positive value of the Tang Family and Zhenmo Division. Compared with the caliber of other drinkers, it is simply clear. …
Seeing Da Zhou pay and leave, Zhao Changhe calmly put down the noodles that even drank up the soup base, stood up to pay, and quietly put on the noodles.
If he guessed correctly, he might be someone from the Demon Suppressing Division... As for the Tang Buqi he played, Zhao Changhe felt that he might have played it awkwardly, just like his eldest nephew...
Just as this thought crossed my mind, golden light suddenly flashed in the sky.
Zhao Changhe looked up in shock:
"At the end of the first lunar month, Tang Wanzhuang and Maitreya fought again at Taihu Lake, but Maitreya was defeated."
"Tang Buqi has been fighting for many years, and has seven levels of mystical entrance. Taking advantage of the battle on the ground, he flew across the Maitreya sect's ecstasy formation, killed the three Maitreya maidens, and led his troops to defeat Maitreya's army in Taihu Lake. Maitreya general Fa Chi broke through alone, and the remaining people They fled, and countless warships were burned. The troops of the Tang family in Gusu moved south, aiming directly at Hangzhou."
"Changes in the Hidden Dragon List."
"The ninth hidden dragon, Tang Buqi."
"The waves wash away the sand, and a gentleman has no tools."
(End of chapter)
