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Volume 1, Chapter 330 of Yancunzheng: A hidden edge hidden in the city

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    See the fastest updates "It's a pity, it's a pity." Standing on the sacred red tree, Fei Jianzi looked far into the distance. With his eyesight, he could easily see the monks crowded in front of the Forest of Swords.  Hearing Fei Jianzi's voice of regret, Zi Baifeng, who was leaning against the sacred red tree with his eyes closed, opened his eyes and said, "What's a pity?" "It's nothing." Fei Jianzi said.  Zi Baifeng followed his gaze and roughly knew what he was regretting. Zi Baifeng just smiled and said nothing more.  Fei Jianzi looked at the bustling people, his heart was full of emotions, and his heart was up and down.  I think that at the beginning, there were only more than 20 people in the Bird and Mouse Temple, but now there are more than 200 monks crowded there, but it is a pity that Baifeng did not make use of these people.  "If these people are integrated, I'm afraid they will be a very powerful combat force.  However, when I thought about it, my opponent was the Yinglong Sect, which had 100,000 monks. The two hundred monks were really useless.  Fei Jianzi shook his head. Now Zi Baifeng is seriously short of people.  ¡°If he had a group of masters under his command, Shu Yue would not have been captured at that time, and later Elder Kongchan would not have been able to escape at all.  Mengcheng¡¯s current strength is already considered a first-class power in the entire southwestern Zhuan Kingdom, but compared with a super sect like Yinglong Sect, it is still far behind.  It's a pity that masters are not quick to achieve It's not that they are not strong enough. Whether it's Fei Jianzi, Zi Baifeng or Luo Qianshan, they are all geniuses among geniuses, and their cultivation speed is far faster than that of their peers. It's a pity.  Yes, they are facing the great master in the world.  Great Grand Master Fei Jianzi smiled bitterly again, Zi Baifeng, does he have any means to win?  And how will Yinglong Sect react?  At this moment, Zi Baifeng suddenly opened his eyes.  ¡­ On the official road outside the boundaries of Mengcheng, a caravan was coming. The heavy vehicles pulled by mules and horses made a thumping sound as they rolled on the official road that had been in disrepair for a long time.  The roads in Mengcheng have basically been completely replaced by the roots of the Danmu Sacred Tree, but the roads outside Mengcheng, especially the roads leading to Nancheng, have long been dilapidated.  However, most of the current connections between Mengcheng and the outside world rely on waterways, and they don¡¯t pay much attention to land routes. Zi Baifeng has not put a rest plan on the agenda for the time being.  In the past, there were still urgent documents coming and going from the south through the official road, but now the war has subsided, and the messengers who used to rush on the road were not seen once every ten days and a half. There was a lonely and dilapidated inn on the roadside.  , three or two thin old horses, and an old postman smoking a cigarette and taking a nap under the wall were once the only bright colors on the entire official road.  But today, the official road was extremely lively. In addition to the caravan coming from afar, there was also a group led by three adult men, noisily by the river near the postman.  catch fish.  Several carriages were parked aside, and a few horses were grazing quietly beside them.  The little ones, both male and female, are all very stocky, especially the little boys. Their arms are thicker than those of ordinary children, and they are even more unambiguous when working.  These little guys are all from Daoliu Village. Today, Daoliu Village held the opening ceremony of Jijian Forest. There were many people and many people, so Liu Dadao asked the gentlemen from the village to take the little guys from the private school to camp.  From the morning, I set off by the carriage, played along the mountain along the way, and came to this dilapidated station until almost evening. I stayed here at night. The next night began to return, and the little guys went home with a nap.  Camping is actually not a new thing for the little ones. They are all good at fishing in rivers, catching birds in trees, and digging for food. Little ones often light fires in the fields in autumn and accidentally cause trouble.  Burning wheat straw and the like caused a fire.  But being able to stay outside for a night with other little guys is so exciting.  The three private school teachers were originally prepared to be busy, but who would have thought that just after choosing a picnic spot, the little guys started busy themselves, washing rice, washing vegetables, catching fish and collecting firewood, all without having to do anything  At their command, the pots were set up and the firewood was lit.  The oldest is Liu Dadao's third son, named Liu Xiaodao. He has thick eyebrows. Although he is only twelve or thirteen years old, he is as tall as an average adult. He is the commander of these little guys.  When he was about to drive away a little guy who was trying to play with fire, he lit the fire himself.  Right here?, there was a quarrel by the river. A gentleman shook his head helplessly, walked over and said, "What's wrong? Why did they start fighting?" Two little guys were tearing together and pushing each other.  "It's Xiao Hao. Xiao Hao insisted on throwing Xiao Zhi's puppy into the river to see if it could swim." A little girl watching from the side said, the girls in Daoliu Village, even though they are little lolita,  She also has a tomboyish flavor, and she has obviously grown up to be a bold and strong girl. In Daoliu Village, such a girl is the most beautiful.  "Mr. Ding, Xiaozhi secretly brought the puppy over!" Xiaohao quickly complained.  Mr. Ding had a headache. Xiaozhi was the youngest among them and secretly cried before setting off.  In fact, Mr. Ding saw him quietly hiding the puppies in his bag and bringing them over. Is it possible that these little guys can really escape his eyes?  "Sir, Xiaobao will be scared at night." Xiaozhi said with a milky voice, and he hugged the puppy tightly in his arms.  The puppy looks like it was just born. It has short fur all over its body and is still green. Its eyes are round and dark, and its nose is tender and pink. It is twitching. I don¡¯t know if it is cold.  Mr. Ding was extremely helpless and could only say: "Okay, you go prepare lunch first. Mr. will criticize Xiaozhi, okay." The other two little guys turned around. Mr. Ding squatted down, stretched out his hand and touched the shrinking  Xiaozhi, who was waiting to be criticized, took a towel, dried the puppy, and said: "Go, find a place to play, don't get too close to the fire." "I understand, sir!" Xiaozhi  Smiling broadly, she hugged the puppy and left happily.  Mr. Ding turned around and went to the river to wash the towel. He did his exercises casually. A stream of mist emerged, and the towel in his hand was evaporated dry.  Suddenly, he turned around suddenly, his figure jumped out like a welcome, but then stopped suddenly.  Behind him, there was another gentleman standing. The gentleman was looking at him with a smile and said: "If people see that Ding Tianhua of 'Thousand Blades with Blood Hands' has now become the nanny of the little ones, I don't know what will happen."  What's that expression?" Mr. Ding said coldly: "I once said that I don't like people coming close to my back like this. You won't be so lucky next time." A bloody short knife flashed in his hand.  , retracted into his sleeve.  "Also, my name is Ding Hua now." Mr. Ding was once an evil monk with a bad temper and a murderous mind. In the north, he was a ferocious existence that could make children stop crying. But now Mr. Ding is a  A private school teacher who is loved by students, he has dozens of difficult little guys under his command, who are more troublesome than all the enemies he has ever killed.  He didn¡¯t know how many times he planned to leave, but in the end he stayed.  He told himself that he was just greedy for the spiritual energy and the speed of practice here, and refused to think about anything else.  His past was not truthfully reported to the Reiki Management Office. He kept hiding his past, but unexpectedly, he was eventually recognized by his colleague.  In Mengcheng, each of these monks has his own past, and there are many mysterious people among them, but as long as they abide by the rules, Mengcheng will not do anything to them.  Seeing the companion turning around and leaving, Mr. Ding's eyes flashed with murderous intent. Now that they were not in Mengcheng, should they think of a way The murderous intent that seemed so substantial made the person in front of him stagger, and he almost tripped over.  on the ground.  "Mr. Liu, what's wrong with you?" A little guy stepped forward to support him and asked.  "It's okay, I tripped." Mr. Liu said quickly. He secretly regretted it. If he had known that this man was a murderous demon, why would he have exposed him?  Do you really think he is your friend?  This guy wouldn't just kill him quietly in the middle of the night and just throw him into the river.  I'm afraid no one will know about this poor place.  The little guys here were busy preparing meals. Next to the post station, the caravan stopped and heard a loud voice shouting: "Old man, is there anything else to eat?" The old postman raised his head and glanced at him.  , said indifferently: "No." "Then the store, do you have a place to stay? We will stay here for one night." The loud voice said again.  The old postman was even more impatient: "No!" "We will give you money." The loud voice said helplessly.  The postmen have been poor since ancient times, and they have to maintain all the expenses of the post station. The post station also runs some businesses to make a living. Although the various post stations they encountered along the way, although the service cannot be said to be good, they can be considered to be considerate and not as good as others.  So cold.  But I don¡¯t know why this old postman is so awesome, he can¡¯t even say a word?Say more.  "There's no money!" the old postman snorted, "It's all taken care of." "It's all taken care of? Who is it? Can you spare some for us?" the caravan leader asked quickly.  "No!" The old postman had no room for accommodation.  The leader of the caravan was speechless. He had traveled all over the country for so many years, and he had never seen such a lack of food and salt.  But as a businessman, being friendly makes you rich. He laughed and said, "Then I'll discuss it with other customers. How about we take a rest inside now?" "Whatever." The old postman waved his hand and sighed impatiently.  Dry smoke, close your eyes and puff out the smoke.  The leader of the caravan just thought he had received permission, turned around and shouted: "We will stay here tonight, rest the donkeys and horses, don't be lazy, take good care of yourself, there is still one day to go to Mengcheng tomorrow!"  If we keep the batch, we won¡¯t be able to sell it!¡± After saying this, the team leader walked to a carriage again, lowered his voice and said, ¡°Xianzhang, please come out and have a rest.¡±
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