Wang Zijia looked at the two bickering children with a smile and occasionally participated in them. He has become the fair character that the two children expect, but this scale is not very fair and is a bit random, depending on the mood.
In the ruined city, among the broken walls, there were bouts of bickering, accompanied by laughter and laughter.
Hundreds of years of chaos, especially the hundred years of Immortal Fall, can be regarded as the dark age of the Zhenling Realm today.
In such an era and in such an environment, it is really unforgettable to have such a carefree time.
In this era, a beautiful childhood can really heal a lifetime.
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It took more than an hour for Wang Zijia and his party to complete the city-wide search.
In fact, the main body is more about playing with the two children. Searching and cleaning up the things in the city are entirely the work of the five ghosts.
After finishing it, Wang Zijia headed towards the next city again.
When he came to the city, he still put away the two children first, and after killing the ghost of time, he released the two children and continued the search.
And he took his two children to search for treasures as if for fun.
"ah!"
"What's wrong?"
"People, there are people!"
When the cleaning was almost completed, the little milk turtle suddenly let out a high-pitched scream, as if seeing people was a terrifying thing.
He rushed to Wang Zijia like lightning, got directly into Wang Zijia's pocket and hid.
Wang Zijia and Li Shengshi looked at the two dirty little children in the cellar in the distance and were speechless for a while.
Wang Zijia: "······"
Li Shengshi: "······"
You are a dragon turtle in the wine realm, are you afraid of this little bean sprout?
What kind of prenatal education did your turtle mother give you?
And have you forgotten that we are humans too?
Ignoring the little milk turtle in his pocket, Wang Zijia floated to the cellar and looked at the two milk babies below.
This is obviously an underground secret room built by monks, and it is relatively well hidden. At least Wang Zijia didn't notice it when he scanned it before.
In the rather large basement, there were two babies, one large and one young. The older one was a boy, about seven or eight years old, and the younger one was a girl, probably five or six years old.
At this moment, the boy was protecting the girl behind him, watching the two of them warily.
"Where are you adults?" Wang Zijia looked at the two people who were obviously descendants of monks and asked.
Probably because of the ghost of time, Wang Zijia really hasn't seen any survivors in the ruined city these days, and these two babies are the first.
"My father died when the beast wave broke out, and my mother went out to check the situation a few days ago and never came back." The boy was relatively precocious and understood the current situation, so he didn't hide it and replied directly.
"If that's the case, then come with me. I guess your mother will never come back!" Wang Zijia paused for a moment and said, "Of course, if you are willing to continue waiting, I won't force you."
Hearing this, the boy quietly climbed up from the underground secret room with his sister. Standing there a little uneasily.
The little milk turtle stuck half of its head out of its pocket and watched secretly.
Li Shengshi also looked at the two of them carefully.
"Do you have relatives in other cities?" Wang Zijia asked.
The boy shook his head silently, and the girl was probably confused because she was too young.
Wang Zijia was silent again for a moment, thought of something, and said: "If you are willing to follow me, of course, if you don't want to, I can send you two to the relevant orphanage when I pass through the city. I see that you have already entered the practice. I think someone wants it."
"Ye Youyu has met the master!" Upon hearing this, the boy bowed decisively to Wang Zijia.
For a child of seven or eight years old, even if his spiritual roots are precocious, to be so mature and to face the current situation so calmly and calmly, he still needs enough experience...
These times are indeed very difficult!
"Wait, what did you say your name was?" Wang Zijia suddenly remembered something and looked at the boy and asked.
"To tell you the truth, my name is Ye Youyu!" the little boy said respectfully.
Wang Zijia looked at the two brothers, Ye Youyu, and then at Li Shengshi, who was sizing them up, and fell silent.
As the king of the Changbao domain, Li Shengshi's biography is considered to be enduring in Changbao, even eight thousand years later.
Before Wang Zijia went to Changbao to lurk, An Xingsheng had compiled a lot of stories about him.
In Li Shengshi's life, the biggest helpers were Patriarch Gui Ling, Leng Jian Ye Youyu, Blood Gu Ye Youqing, and Li Wang Nong Shaoyong.
Four people and one turtle, the five great gods pacified Changbao and ended the troubled times.
A new era of the Nagaho Domain was ushered in. In the first few years, several people were almost canonized. Even after eight thousand years, it still has a terrifying reputation.
"Ha, it's another classic fateful encounter! It only took one Nong Shaoyong to raise the five giants. This mission really witnessed history!"
Thoughts flashed in his mind, his face remained calm.
With a move of his hand, mana flowed into the two of them like mist, removing their fatigue and at the same time, the dirty two children instantly looked brand new.
After doing all this, Wang Zijia said: "Shengshi, give them something to eat."
"Ah, oh!" Li Shengshi heard this and threw two pieces of pastries to the two children.
When the two kids saw this, they immediately started gobbling it up.
The eldest brother has just gained a sense of vitality and has practiced Taoism for less than a year. It is completely impossible to live without food at this level. Looking at the situation in the basement, if they were three to five days later, the two children would starve to death!
Therefore, even if you are a monk who can live in the secret room, you should prepare some food!
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After the two children finished eating and cleaning up, the team of two people and one turtle became four people and one turtle.
This was the last city along the beast tide. After Wang Zijia finished searching, he found that Lin Lin had about 20 million magic money, which was an extremely rich harvest.
After all, they pick up trash!
However, these things cannot be brought back to future generations, so they must be exchanged for value quickly.
Wang Zijia took out the map on his body and checked it for a moment.
Today's Changbao is a border area, with several small towns and many black markets within its scope.
Wang Zijia chose the largest city at present: Fuhou City.
In the later generations of Changbaozhou, this place was second only to Kyoto's Kyotobo City, and it has been a place that has been in decline for thousands of years.
After confirming the destination, Wang Zijia took several children, floated up, and flew towards the destination.
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If there hadn't been a tide of beasts and the area where the Tribulation Dragon Turtle's lair hadn't been, Fuhou City would have been close to the border.
But now, it is located in the center of Changbaozhou.
Five long dark red swords swam around his body, and with the blessing of Sword Escape, Wang Zijia flew at lightning speed and arrived at his destination in less than half a quarter of an hour.
A medium-sized small city appeared below. At this moment, the city's protective shield had actually been opened and it had entered a state of combat readiness and defense.
It seems that the time ghost skeletons are indeed wreaking havoc not only in the cities along the beast tide, but also in the entire field.
Wang Zijia took out the Ninth Prince Token belonging to Li Shenghong and floated it downwards.
It is still at the end of the Immortal Alliance, and the three sects have not yet separated.
As long as he is a member of the Righteous Alliance, his status will allow him to go anywhere.
Sure enough, as Wang Zijia activated the command talisman, even the city's protective shield that had been opened opened a gap for Wang Zijia.
Wang Zijia floated in with a smile.
Passing through the defensive light curtain, you can see a rather towering city gate.
"who!"
At this time, a group of guards hurriedly ran over the city wall and asked Wang Zijia below.
It was obviously Wang Zijia's action just now that alerted the defenders.
"Li Shenghong, the Ninth Prince of Daqian!" Wang Zijia said with a bit of indifference and a bit of arrogance.
"Prince Daqian? Are reinforcements coming?" the people on the tower said in surprise.
Immediately, people began to jump off the city wall and ran to open the city gate.
However, before he could open the door, Wang Zijia had already floated up the city wall and stood in front of several people.
Everyone looked at Wang Zijia in astonishment. One person checked the basic information of the Ninth Prince of Daqian with uncertainty, and was even more shocked when they confirmed that he was only in his twenties.
While the formation is operating at full capacity, there is a unique no-fly restriction, and only the Divine Lord cannot fly.
"You are here to help. It has been more than half a month since the beast tide broke out. Not only that, there are still ghosts everywhere in the past few days. By the way, why is it that you are the only one here, Your Highness? The others..." Everyone was stunned. In an instant, someone spoke enthusiastically to Wang Zijia.
Wang Zijia shook his head without waiting for his words, and said: "I am not a reinforcement. I was supposed to take over the guarding of Black Rock City and station troops on the border. As a result, Black Rock City was destroyed, so I had to divert to your Fuhou City to stay temporarily!"
"Uh..." Following Wang Zijia's words, the monks guarding the city all looked stiff.
At this time, a stream of light approached quickly and landed on the city wall not far from Wang Zijia.
The person who came was a divine monarch, a female cultivator in the early stage of the Infant God. She was wearing a white cloud and purple robe that made Wang Zijia's eyes brighten.
The style of this robe may be different, but generally it remains the same. It is definitely the elder robe of Wanyu Sect.
Obviously, the guardian of this place is the divine king of Wanyu.
But it's normal. Before Changbao was assigned to Daqian, the main garrison personnel in Changbao Prefecture were originally Wan Yu and Daqian.
Even Wanyu's power is more, and Daqian only occupies a small part.
Normally, when the area is allocated later, it should become the Wanyu border. But later, for no apparent reason, Wan Yu deliberately allocated it to Daqian, and it became the Daqian enclave.
This also created the only junction zone between the five major forces in the Zhenling Territory in later generations.
The female cultivator looked at Wang Zijia for a moment, especially her eyes that lingered for a moment in front of the patch of white hair on his forehead.
The special characteristics that monks reveal to the outside world often include various specialities or some kind of shortcomings.
Gray hair is often a sign that longevity is approaching!
"I, Wanyu Li Lan, have met this fellow Taoist!" Li Lan looked at Wang Zijia for a moment before saying politely.
Wang Zijia returned the greeting slightly and said, "Li Shenghong, the Ninth Prince of Daqian, has met Taoist friend."
"Ninth Prince?" Li Lan said with confusion on his face: "Isn't it just one year since the current generation of Jiulong won the throne? Or is it the previous generation that Taoist friends are referring to?"
(End of chapter)
