Although there is a shop on the street every now and then, there are very few customers coming in and out. There is no atmosphere like Los Angeles at all.
As a border city, it has fallen into such a state, which shows how incompetent Wei Tian, the city lord of Daijun, is.
The three fast horses dispersed, and Yi Jing said to the two of them, "Brothers, we will meet at the Shenglong Inn in three hours. See you there or not. Remember, before meeting, give away the possible stalkers first. Get rid of it.”
The three of them split up and Yi Jing rode his horse to a restaurant next to Shenglong Inn.
"Boss, give me a bowl of braised pork Chaos, with more sour and spicy. Also, two kilograms of braised beef, and a plate of roast chicken. Ten kilograms of wine."
A waiter in the restaurant raised his voice and said, "The war is in chaos, where does the beef come from? It would be good to eat horse meat. If you want it, don't throw it away."
Yi Jing frowned, "If there's anything delicious, hurry up and get it. You won't be short-changed."
The waiter brought some food up and placed it on the table in front of Yi Jing, "That's it, Sir. I can tell you are from out of town at a glance! You look dusty. You must be careful." Your horse is very valuable. If you meet Tai Sui in the city later, your horse may be confiscated immediately. It is called taxation. If you dare to resist, you will even be arrested immediately. The name is called levy. Ding tax.”
Yi Jing picked up a piece of something that looked like venison with his chopsticks, put it in front of his nose and smelled it, then threw it back into the plate and said to the waiter, "Thank you for your kindness. What's going on?"
The waiter poured him a bowl of wine, sat down and chatted with him, and said, "Hey, it's not like the higher-ups said there was going to be a war. A year ago, heavy taxes were already levied on the city. Take our small restaurant for example. It used to be Three hundred soul coins per month. Now do you know how much it has increased to. This number."
Yi Jing frowned, "Three thousand?" "Yes, sir, our restaurant will be closed soon after finishing today's business. Neither the shopkeeper nor we can survive. To tell you the truth, I I haven't received my salary for three months. I'm so unlucky, Lord City Lord. I wish I could cut off Baldy Wei's head." After saying that, he clicked his neck.
Yi Jing laughed and said with interest, "What kind of role is your city lord Wei Tian? What is his origin."
"You don't even know this! It seems that you are indeed a foreign monk. Hey, speaking of this Lord City Lord. He has a great background. He and the leader of the Shihu Gang in Nanjuncheng are brothers. But I heard recently that he My own brother was slaughtered. Let’s take advantage of him.
The Lord of Weitian City has lost this big backer, so in recent times, he has been desperately searching for people's wealth and people's anointing. No, he didn't know where he found out that the Sirius Army was about to attack Daijun. Therefore, the spirit guards in the city were almost robbing everywhere. Ming rob, Ming rob, you understand? Hey, as an ordinary city citizen, it’s hard. Our Shenglong Street used to be a sea of people, but now it is not like this. It's all because of an unlucky city lord. "
Yi Jing tried to take a sip of the wine and almost spit it out. The wine was too sour. It seems that it has become like this because it has not been well preserved for a long time.
"Waiter, get the wine bag from my horse. This wine of yours is usually really hard to swallow."
The waiter knew that he was telling the truth, so he nodded immediately and ran over to take down the bottle of wine. At this moment, a group of Wuhun Guards with messy armor came from the opposite side of the street. The leader was wearing silver armor and looked quite mighty. However, there seems to be a kind of violence between his eyebrows that is very scary and annoying.
"Boy, stop and ask your shopkeeper, when can we pay the two thousand soul coins that we owe in taxes? Tell him, the deadline is three days. After three days, if we can't get the tax money again, we will burn you. Home restaurant.”
The spirit guard behind the silver armor immediately burst into laughter.
The waiter was so frightened that he immediately agreed. Just as he was about to leave, someone suddenly shouted, "Stop."
A small character next to the martial spirit commander came out of the team and flattered the commander at full speed, "Boss, look. Horse, this is a rare and good horse. My God, the dragon colt. .”
"Boy, what is that in your hand? I can already smell the aroma of wine from ten meters away. Donate it quickly and give it to our boss. Do you want to break the rules?"
The waiter was startled and argued, "This thing does not belong to me, nor does it belong to the boss. It belongs to the guest officer. I came to pick it up on his behalf. Sir, you have a lot, so forgive me." Be small."
"Fuck you." A riding crop was whipped down hard, and the waiter was so frightened that he closed his eyes tightly, preparing to receive the whipping. Suddenly Xiao Er opened his eyes, only to find that the whip covered with mud and blood had not hit him. When he took a closer look, there was a snap, and the man actually whipped himself, without even knowing how it happened. He looked at the Wuhun Guard on horseback in shock, too shocked to speak.
"Who the hell dares to plot against me, get out of here."
"Second Master, look, there is no one else here except the boy sitting on the edge of the street. I'm sorry that this boy doesn't have the skills. How could he suddenly secretly attack Second Master? He must be sitting there drinking. That guy did it.”
The Wuhun Guard, known as the Second Master, immediately asked the commander of Silver Armor for instructions, "Boss, let me treat this kid."
"Okay, you go."
"Ouch." Yi Jing sat at the wine table, paying no attention to the war horse running behind him. When the man whipped him, he didn't see her move. They collapsed to the ground together. A lost dog eats shit, and its appearance will be as embarrassing as it is ugly.
"Who are you? How dare you play tricks in front of me?"
"What are you talking about? They are just a bunch of dogs. Tell your city lord to wash his neck clean and wait for my spirit sword."
"Boy, you are seeking death." "You have such a loud tone." "Who are you? You dare to challenge our Lord City Lord."
"Wait a minute." The commander of the silver armor glanced at the waiter, who immediately walked away with his legs weak in fear. Slowly he rode his horse over and reached Yi Jing's side.
But I saw a handsome young man with very broad shoulders, a very thin waist, and five fingers that were made of iron. Especially slender.
Especially combined with his pair of electric eyes like an eagle, it makes people feel scared if they take one more look at him.
At this moment, Yi Jing didn't look at him at all. The commander in silver armor immediately said angrily, "Boy, repeat what you just said."
Yi Jing stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and the waiter, who was watching tremblingly by the kitchen of the restaurant more than ten meters away, sucked the wine bag in his hand with the suction force of the martial soul. As soon as the wine bag fell into my hand. Yi Jing immediately took two sips and laughed loudly, "It's so happy, it's so happy."
"Happy? Boy, you actually dare to despise me. You are so tired of living. Do you know who I am? Do you know why there are so many gaps in this commander's sword? Let me tell you, they are all murders. Killing. This sword has killed not only a thousand people, but also a hundred people. One more head for you today is not a lot, and one head less for you is not a lot. Suffer death."
"Crack." Yi Jing took half a step back in lightning, and the opponent's sword suddenly hit the table. Yi Jing showed a grimace, "Oh, my lord, your sword fighting skills are too weak. Why are you sitting here? You can't even cut off the heads. You are too incompetent. How many soul coins did you spend to buy your position as commander?"
"Insolent, boy, you are simply looking for death."
The commander in silver armor jumped down from his horse and immediately launched a set of striking sword techniques, quickly attacking Yi Jing.
"The boss is mighty.". "Boss, kill this kid." "Boss, cut off his lower body. This kid's legs and feet are flexible. If his legs are broken, he won't be able to move."
This group of soldiers with incomplete armor shouted for their boss. No one in this group recognized Yi Jing's identity.
If he were a monk with a little experience in martial arts, you could guess from his demeanor and attire that this person was definitely not someone to be trifled with. If you want to provoke someone, you have to think carefully.
Unexpectedly, these "soldiers and bandits" have been arrogant in the city for a long time, and they don't take any of the people and monks in the city seriously.
Just as the leader said, he had cut off at least a hundred heads on his sword. He has committed numerous blood debts, and if he is not punished, he will rebel like this. This kind of unlucky people will only be the ordinary people in Daijun and the martial arts cultivators who pass through this city alone.
When the commander in silver armor reached the thirtieth blow, he was so tired that he was panting, but he didn't even hit Yi Jing with his sword.
Yi Jing laughed, "The thirty sword strikes have passed, and I haven't struck you with one strike yet. Now I have given you thirty sword blows. Lord Commander, how about I kill you with thirty sword strikes too?"
"Boy, if you have the guts, stop, don't run, watch me chop you with my knife."
"Okay, I'll stand here and chop you up."
The silver-helmeted commander said angrily, "Okay, it's the puppy who doesn't keep his words."
"Qiang!" Yi Jing stood still, and the opponent's martial soul sword suddenly slashed at him. Yi Jing just flicked the peerless magic weapon in his hand, and the enhanced soul sword popped out without even taking it out of the scabbard. An extremely powerful counterattack force. When the opponent's brute force attacked his sword, it instantly felt like it was slashed against an iron wall. Under the impact of the huge backlash, the leader who was called the boss by the spirit guards bounced away like cotton.
boom! "Lord Commander." "Ah, Lord Commander, how are you? You vomited a lot of blood, and I don't know how many ginseng pills are needed to make up for it." "Lord Commander, please don't die. Brothers have raised a lot of money. The soul coins are waiting to honor you."