Southeast of Xiangcheng, Wuli Slope.
The green crops on both sides are endless, and a wide and flat road goes straight ahead.
At this time, the road, which was large enough for eight horses to march together, was densely packed with human figures.
Cars and horses neighed one after another, and bees helping the old and young swarmed like a flood.
People were leading cattle and sheep, driving ducks and dogs, people were carrying pots and pans with bedding on their backs... It was like a whole city was being relocated, so lively!
There are three thatched sheds set up on the slope of the roadside, with a huge word "tea" hanging brightly on a high pole in front of the door.
There were four or five people sitting sparsely on more than a dozen benches, all of them drinking tea silently.
Sitting on the table outside the door was a giant, strong man wearing a bamboo hat and a raincoat. Even when he is sitting, he is still more than half taller than others. There is a nine-ringed sword that is more than two palms wide standing on the back, and five large round bags are tied with a thick rope next to a dozen empty bowls stacked high on the table.
A stream of blood seeped out of the bag, dripping in a large area, and then fell on his foot along the table.
But he didn't care, he picked up a big bowl and drank it all in one gulp.
The fishy smell filled the shed, causing a swarm of flies to buzz and dance.
Anyone could see that the bag contained human heads!
How could the people outside dare to look more? He drank in a hurry and got up to leave.
In a blink of an eye, the giant man himself was the only one left.
With him here, no one else dared to come in, and the old tea seller didn't even dare to say a word, hiding in the corner and shivering.
"Bring ten more bowls!" The giant man drank the last bowl and shouted in a rough voice.
"Okay! Come here!" The old man with a slightly bent back responded in a panic, picked up the wooden tray and walked closer.
He held the herbal tea in both hands and was about to hand it out when suddenly a hand stretched out and snatched it out of thin air.
The old man was slightly stunned, and turned around to see that there was another person at the table.
Around thirty, with lofty eyebrows.
Dressed in green clothes, the silk is spotless.
Her hair is long and tied high, and she has an extraordinary bearing.
There was a faint power of not being angry all over his body.
The old man also had some discernment, and he immediately saw that this guest in green clothes was definitely an extraordinary person, and was probably a disciple of some great sect of cultivating immortals.
However, they are definitely not from Taiyi Sect and Sanshengdong. These two sects are in Xiangzhou, and he has seen all the costumes in the sects.
The strong man opposite was also suddenly startled. He glanced at Lin Ji from under his bamboo hat, but said nothing. He just secretly curled his fingers into fists.
Lin Ji acted as if he didn't exist. He took a sip of herbal tea and put it down gently. He turned around and asked, "Old man, don't I remember that the surrounding areas are all barren mountains and wild forests? When did they all become crop fields?"
"Ah..." The old tea seller was stunned for a moment, and secretly glanced at the fierce giant man opposite him. Seeing that he had been robbed of tea, he did not dare to respond, and he was even more convinced that his inference was correct. This guy must be someone with a lot of background, so don’t mess with him! He quickly replied respectfully:
"What Xianke said is true. As early as two years ago, this place was indeed a wild and barren mountain. Not only were there swarms of jackals, but there were also robbers from time to time. But since the fall of the Qin Dynasty, there has been chaos everywhere, and refugees from all over the place have continued to come. The crops outside the city alone couldn’t fill our stomachs, so we slowly opened up wasteland and planted them all the way here.”
"Not only Wulipo, but now the thirty to fifty miles outside Xiangcheng have been cultivated. How can there be any wasteland? This is not enough! Look..." the old man said, looking towards Po Xiaguan Dao pointed out: "It is said that there is a lot of chaos outside, and wars are going on everywhere. Refugees from all over the place are rushing here. I am afraid tens of thousands of people have come here this month alone! If this trend continues, in a few years Wulipo has almost become an outer city!"
"Oh?" Lin Jiqi said: "There is chaos elsewhere, how can Xiangcheng be so peaceful? Then why are the refugees from all over the world flocking here?"
The old man smiled and said: "Think about it, the immortals must be outsiders, right? This Xiangcheng is no better than other places. With the Zhong family in charge, what kind of thieves would dare to come to Xiangcheng to cause trouble? Not to mention thieves, even monsters can do it. Go around!”
"Although Taiyimen and Sansheng Cave are also in Xiangzhou, they are far away in the mountains after all, and ordinary people cannot go there. But the Zhong family is in Xiangcheng, and several gentlemen are also very benevolent. When the world is in chaos, He led the wealthy households in the city to donate grain for porridge, and posted notices to allow the refugees to cultivate their own land without paying taxes. In the past six months, an additional Zhong family army has been added to ensure the safety of the people and keep things in order."
"In addition, it is said that the famous Tianguan Master in Jiuzhou is the son-in-law of the Zhong family. Not to mention the refugees, even the bandit rebels who have become more popular around have come to surrender one after another. Xiangcheng is not what it is today. Compared to the past! I'm afraid it's more lively than the emperor's capital!"
"That's it!" Lin Ji nodded.
Since the fall of Qin, the world has been in chaos.
He traveled across the state and county, and what he heard and saw was horrific! But I didn’t expect that there would be such a safe place!
In today's world, the only person who can enjoy such peace is Weicheng besides Xiangcheng!
Coincidentally, they all belong to his close relatives.
Lin Ji picked up the cold tea and took another sip. As if he had just discovered the cloth bag on the table, he turned to the giant man and asked, "Have these five demons done anything evil?"
"The demon is a demon! Why can't I kill him?" The giant man still lowered his head, his tone was a little impatient, but it could also be heard that he was suppressing a lot of anger. If he hadn't found out that Lin Ji's cultivation level was far superior to his, he would have cursed him long ago.
"Humans have good and evil, and so do monsters." Lin Ji slowly took a sip of tea and suddenly said: "What's more, you are not a human either!"
Uh-huh!
The giant man suddenly grabbed the thick ropes tied to the five large bags, and the whole figure slammed open the hay shed and swept back, disappearing in a few leaps.
Lin Ji took another sip of tea leisurely, took out a Yuan Jing and put it on the table, and said calmly: "I paid for the tea for him."
"No..." The old man was about to refuse, but saw a flash of green light, and the man in green who was sitting here just now disappeared.
…
The giant man took the road and ran wildly, running for more than ten miles in one breath.
He turned around and looked again, but no one was chasing him, so he breathed a sigh of relief.
"Grandma's! Didn't you just become a Taoist? What's so great about it? When I refine these little monsters, I'll see." The giant man cursed and suddenly felt a coldness on his head.
Looking up, he saw a figure in green hanging above his head.
"What do you want?" the giant man shouted angrily: "I killed monsters, not people. What does it have to do with you? Besides, let alone the death of the Qin Dynasty, even if the Qin Dynasty is still there, such trivial matters will not matter Supervisor Tiansi is too lazy to take care of it. What?! You still insist on going against me?!"
Lin Ji said with a cold voice: "Going against you? You are not worthy! How many others are there besides you?"
The giant man was stunned for a moment, then pulled the big knife from his back with his backhand, and said in a hateful voice: "What's wrong with death? You can't even think of a single word coming out of my mouth!"
Uh-huh!
As he said that, the giant man's broadsword wiped straight towards his neck.
Lin Ji raised his hand and swung his hand. There was a sharp click, and the nine-ringed sword immediately broke into more than a dozen pieces and fell to the ground.
Even the guy's hat and raincoat shattered at the sound, revealing his true colors.
