"It's changed so fast. Where has the toughness gone?"
Seeing Heizhong like this, Fang Yuan shook his head: "That's all... I think you are quite strong and a good slave. You can probably sell it for a good price!"
"No... a certain family will only accept you. If you sell me to someone else, a certain family will not accept it!"
Kurozuka rolled his eyes and shouted again.
"I think you have a naive face and a dark heart...are you planning something?"
However, Fang Yuan directly saw through his little ninety-nine and pointed it out unceremoniously: "My life is in my hands at this time, and you still want to get benefits from me?"
"I am not an ordinary slave. If you are willing to use me, I will accept you as my master! You can do whatever you want!"
Kurozuka shouted quickly.
"And then steal magical powers and secret techniques from me?"
Fang Yuan answered.
After being told the truth by him, Kurozuka's face turned red: "You are a qigong master. I am convinced that you have lost. I am willing to be a slave, but you have no intention of stealing what you have learned!"
"That's all... you are a fool, you can't even tell a lie! Get up!"
Fang Yuan waved his hand: "Teaching martial arts means nothing to me, so I will accept you as my slave."
"Thank you, Lord!"
Heizhong climbed up happily. Ever since he realized that the person in front of him was also one of those mysterious Qi practitioners, he had made up his mind to climb up and beg for shelter. After all, this was the door to immortality! Immortality is rare!
When Meng Kuo came in, he was stunned to see Kurozuka sitting cross-legged on the side, holding a leg of lamb in his hand and gnawing wildly.
"this… "
The corners of his eyes twitched, and he immediately looked at Fang Yuan: "Jie... have you subdued this person?"
"Well, this person's name is Kurozuka, and he has volunteered to serve as my servant."
Fang Yuan nodded: "Meng Kuo, why are you here?"
"Of course I invite you to meet Uncle Fang!"
Meng Kuo smiled bitterly: "You have made such a great contribution, even if Uncle Fang doesn't like it, you will still be rewarded heavily. The identity of a soldier cannot be escaped, and it is not even possible to be a corporal or sergeant. Sir, this time you come with us back to Shangyi to meet the king, and maybe you will be promoted to a lower official."
He is very aware of the respect that various vassal states have for strangers who master thaumaturgy.
With the strength of this intermediary, it is more than enough to become a lord. After all, he is the person who even captured the black tomb.
As he said that, there was a look of emotion on his face, and he bowed again: "I didn't know that you are an expert with special skills before, so it was a bit neglectful. I hope Haihan."
Even if he didn't know it before, he should be aware of it now like other nobles.
"No need... In fact, I know why I have such magical powers, but I don't know why..."
Fang Yuan waved his hand, looking secretive.
Seeing this scene, Meng Kuo immediately understood and regarded Fang Yuan as the kind of lucky person who had had adventures and received teachings from strangers.
"But... the matter of ennoblement must be returned to Shangyi, meet with the king, and be recorded in the record!"
Meng Kuo said sternly, and immediately ordered people to bring in a bunch of bronze vessels, weapons and other sundries: "These are the rewards for your military exploits, as well as twenty slaves!"
The scholar-bureaucrats are already a feudal class within the kingdom and can have their own territory, vassals, and even an army! There is not much difference from the princes of the trumpet, so naturally they need to be treated with dignity.
Even the humblest taxi driver needs to be recorded in the palace history.
Of course, the advantage of doing this is that it is equivalent to being separated from the ordinary people. The descendants will all enter the "scholar" class. Whether they are officials or the army, they will have a higher starting point. It can be said that one person has achieved enlightenment. , chickens and dogs ascend to heaven.
"Shangyi? You should go and see it!"
Fang Yuan's eyes flashed with golden light.
I don’t care about the immortal way in this world, but the divine way relies on the human way, and it should also be reflected in Wang Ji.
"I will accept these rewards and go to see Uncle Fang later. As for other banquets and the like, please pass them all to me!"
Fang Yuan waved his hand.
Meng Kuo had no objections. If it were before, even if a warrior could defeat a hundred warriors, his arrogance would inevitably arouse the jealousy of the scholar-bureaucrats and even the uncle. But this time it was different.
For a foreigner who masters magic, it is normal for him to be so reserved and arrogant.
Meng Kuo immediately saluted and retreated respectfully.
Fang Yuan looked at this scene with a calm expression: "Sure enough... no matter in any world, strength is the basis of the right to speak..."
…
On the second day, the army returned to the court.
Fang Yuan mingled in the procession, silently observing the scenery around him.
Within his body, that trace of the Witch Clan bloodline continued to grow and develop, bringing him endless strength.
"According to this progress, I will be able to gather the true form of the Wu clan and regain most of my strength by the time I return to Shangyi..."
Fang Yuan thought silently, with a smile on his face.
Like him, the faces of the surrounding businessmen were also filled with joy.
"Sigh... I don't know if the corn in this merchant town is ripe enough..."
Meng Kuo came to Fang Yuan with a rare trace of compassion.
Because the army formed by businessmen is not a professional off-the-job army, it must abide by the laws of agriculture. Otherwise, if the farming season is delayed, many people will starve to death in the coming year.
When Meng Kuo said this, Fang Yuan also remembered that he also owned several private fields and had slaves responsible for cultivating them. That was the entire property Zeng introduced.
"At this time, in addition to cultivating their own private fields, Chinese people also had to work on public fields, which was the well-field system... In fact, it was very similar to the exploitation of serfs by European manor owners. They had to cultivate public fields before they could take care of themselves. allotment.”
Fang Yuan thought silently.
Of course, as a Chinese, having your own private land and some small political rights is already very good.
Below, there are the savages living outside the city walls and the lower-level slaves, whose lives are like straw.
Boom!
Boom!
At this time, the ground suddenly trembled.
A black shadow as huge as a mountain emerged from the side of the mountain, jumping and running.
"Ah... Such a giant beast!"
The entire army was immediately in chaos, while Meng Kuo and other officers loudly maintained order. The most important thing was to stop the soldiers from provocative actions due to nervousness.
Boom!
Along with the roar of the earthquake, the black figure got closer and closer, allowing Fang Yuan to clearly see its black skin and purple patterns on it.
This monster has a bull's head but only one leg. Every time it moves forward, there are lightning and thunder all around, as if it is a god who controls thunder.
"Kui Niu?"
Fang Yuan searched his mind and found a very classic image.
"My lord, be silent!"
Kurozuka also said quickly: "I have seen this giant beast once. It has a very docile personality. As long as you don't provoke it, nothing will happen to you."
Boom!
In the midst of the thunder, the Kui Niu glanced at the scattered army. As expected, it made no move at all. It walked further and further away, and its huge figure gradually disappeared into the sky.
Seeing this, Meng Kuo and other senior officials wiped away the cold sweat and began to gather the troops and count the number of people.
After half a day, the results came out, and it turned out that hundreds of people had been lost. Meng Kuo was angry and anxious, but there was nothing he could do.
"It's just a trip to Kui Niu, and the loss is comparable to losing a battle. It's not easy!"
Fang Yuan shook his head inwardly.
At this time, the Shang Dynasty was still in a state where gods and humans were mixed, and the boundaries of extraordinary power were not very clear. Not only were mortals like Heizhong possible to be taught by strangers and embark on the path of cultivation, various legends Strange beasts in the novel also frequently appear in the human world, and can even be killed by humans!
"It sounds... It seems that there were similar legends in the early stages of each civilization... Just like the ancient European myths of the previous life, various legendary heroes were originally just mortals, but they were able to kill giant beasts and become gods... Of course, they all gradually disappeared in the end. , it seems that the unparalleled access to heaven and earth is not only a patent of the East, but also has Twilight of the Gods in the West."
Fang Yuan had some realization: "Perhaps... this is the inevitable process for all irradiated civilizations?"
"keep going!"
After counting the team, the entire team continued to move slowly.
Fang Yuan summoned Heizhong and asked him to hand over the spells he had learned. He silently reviewed the details: "Spells and spells... What this stranger taught Heizhong was actually just a 'spell'! There is no 'method'! It seems that it is He doesn’t have enough opportunities, or he doesn’t have enough talent?”
"On the contrary, I can see a lot of things from this technique and try to deduce matching techniques..."
He glanced at Kurozuka next to him. This was an excellent experimental subject. Isn't that why he was adopted as a slave
Seeking benevolence and getting benevolence may be what this person wishes in his heart.
"But... if such a big Kui cow is sent out, it must disturb a lot of strange beasts!"
Fang Yuanzheng looked up and down at the black tomb with the eyes of a butcher and hunter. When he saw Meng Kuo, he casually warned him: "Be careful, this Kui Niu is dividing mountains and rivers along the way. He might drive out some troublesome guy!"
"That's right...otherwise why would we hurry up and get out of here?"
Meng Kuo smiled bitterly.
But as soon as he finished speaking, a tiger roar came from behind.
"What happened?"
Meng Kuo calmed down and looked at the rear army.
There, a figure of a big white tiger appeared, directly attacked the military formation, and took away a slave in one bite.
"It turned out to be the right one. Could it be that I still have the talent of having a crow's mouth?"
Fang Yuan looked at the white tiger.
I saw that the opponent's body was more than two feet long, and his mouth was wide open, and he could almost swallow a person in one mouthful.
Of course, the most important thing is that it sweeps like the wind, and seems to be surrounded by a layer of light white light at all times. It turns out to be a well-trained monster! Come here to eat people!
Judging from its unscrupulous appearance, it was obviously confident that the prey group in front of it could only abandon the old, weak, sick and disabled, and run away to let it feast.
"How brave! Surround it and get your crossbows ready!"
Uncle Fang's order came, full of bullying and fear of the strong.
The previous Kui Niu was like a natural disaster, invincible by manpower, but this white tiger obviously did not reach that level!