On the flat Weibei Plain, wide avenues pass through neat fields. The four-wheeled carriage moved slowly on the road, its wheels grinding against the snow and making a slight sound.
In front of this road is a small city with a population of three and a half million people. The fields on both sides of the road exude strong vitality and are extremely high-grade spiritual fields.
Yangshui Town, this small town enjoys a high reputation in Weibei County and even Qizhou. Around Yangshui Town, there are 8.9 million acres of top-grade spiritual fields, which produce a large number of valuable and precious crops every year. With these hundreds of thousands of acres of spiritual land, Yangshui Town's wealth is second to none in Weibei County.
Nowadays, thick snow covers the earth. In the spiritual fields around Yangshui Town, there is still a kind of iron thorn planted in the spiritual fields around Yangshui Town that is not afraid of the severe cold. Instead, it is tempered by the cold air and can grow very quickly in the middle of winter and become useful in early spring.
The densely packed iron thorns are like hemp poles, standing straight and tenaciously through the snow. At first glance, the iron thorns without leaves or small branches are just iron poles made of steel stuck on the ground.
Mature iron thorns are one foot or two long, as thick as a baby's wrist, extremely tough, extremely hard, and extremely elastic. They are excellent materials for forging rune arrows and even magic weapon-level arrows. The Kunwu Kingdom has a special department stationed in Yangshui Town to purchase iron thorns produced in winter. A high-grade iron thorn can be sold for a high price of one tael of silver.
A few months ago, it was revealed that King Luo of the Luo Kingdom was a person reincarnated from another world. King Luo was captured alive by Nangong Nan's leaders. After being tortured, he committed suicide using a secret method. But after a lot of hard work, Nangong Nan and others found some clues.
After Nangong Nan withdrew from the Vinaya Sect and was promoted to the fifth rank deacon, the madmen from the Lexue Hall of the Penal Palace took over and continued the investigation.
Fang Tianlin, the seventh-level inspector who forcibly recruited Yin Xuege, discovered some top-quality iron thorns that had not been recorded by the Kunwu Dynasty from the arsenal secretly planted by King Luo. Those iron thorns are being refined by King Luo using some secret methods that do not belong to the world of Yuanlu. They have been tempered with extremely poisonous substances and have become extremely lethal and can even be fatal to high-level Qi refiners. Secret treasure of power.
In the entire Kunwu Kingdom, only Yangshui Town produced iron thorns.
So Fang Tianlin didn't know what happened, so he found Yin Xuuge and his group, forcing them to act as sentinels and cooperate with them to find out the details of Yangshui Town.
According to Fang Tianlin's original intention, if there were suspicions of colluding with evil heretics in a mere Yangshui town, it would not be a big deal if hundreds of thousands of people in the entire town were slaughtered. But he deliberately followed this line, dug deeper, and captured more important suspects.
The clues they had found were related to a reward of 5 million merit points in the Palace of Punishment, but Fang Tianlin couldn't have been careless.
So the cart creaked forward. Yin Xuuge lay in the cart and squinted at Yangshui Town, which was getting closer and closer in front of him.
There is no city wall in Yangshui Town, but a moat with a width of more than ten feet has been dug around the town. There are seven or eight bridges across the moat, and on each bridge there are law lieutenants leading legal guards on duty.
The four-wheeled carriage swayed onto the bridge, and a legal officer wearing black and red public uniforms came up to him and stretched out his hand to block the carriage's way.
"Who are you? Where are you from? Where are you going? Why are you passing through Yangshui Town?"
Yin Feixu rode a unicorn, urged the mount to run forward a few steps, and yelled at the priest condescendingly.
"My young master is from the Chen family in Kunzhou. How can you villains be able to interrogate him at will? Get out of the way quickly and don't cause trouble for yourself."
The Chen family in Kunzhou is a fourth-rank family near Weinan County in Qizhou. Many of their descendants hold official positions in the Kunzhou government. Among the three major states of Qizhou, Kunzhou, and Qianzhou that are on the verge of the Four Jue Mountains, the Kunzhou Chen family is a famous family.
The best thing is that the ancestral homeland of the Chen family in Kunzhou is hundreds of miles away from Weinan County, and the accents between the two places are exactly the same. On the contrary, although Weinan County and Weibei County are only separated by the Wei River, there are subtle differences in the accents between the two. Anyone born and raised in Weibei County can hear these differences in accents.
The bailiff was stunned for a moment, and he glanced at the bailiff huddled in the guard box at the bridgehead.
The lieutenant squatting in the sentry box, warming wine by a charcoal stove, was a middle-aged man with gray hair. He opened the window of the sentry box and waved impatiently to the priest.
"What's there to interrogate? It's freezing cold, so what kind of bad guys are there?"
After giving Yin Feixu a hard look, the lieutenant closed the window and scolded him coldly in the guard box.
"No matter which family you are from, when you arrive in Yangshui Town, be obedient and don't cause trouble. Otherwise, this is the ground of Qizhou, and you Kunzhou people won't be able to talk here."
The eunuch stepped out of the way. He put his hands on his waist, his fingers accidentally touching the handle of his saber, and squinted at Yin Xuuge and his group.
Yin Xuege opened the car window and glanced lazily at the priest, immediately displaying the luxurious demeanor of a young man from an aristocratic family.
"It's freezing cold, it's not easy to stay here. Give me a reward!"
Sitting on the coachman's seat, Yin Feifei responded with a groan as the coach's shaft creaked and almost broke. He grabbed into his sleeves, took out a few gold cakes, and put them at the feet of the priest with great disdain. Throw it away. The heavy gold pancakes were sunk into the snow. The two colors of white snow and gold contrasted sharply and were particularly dazzling.
Miao Tianjie, who was also riding on the unicorn and whose nose was blown by the cold wind, shrank his neck and shouted impatiently.
"Master, let's go in quickly. This cold wind is blowing so hard that our souls will fly away."
"Hurry up and find a warm place, find some good ladies to sing some songs, and drink two glasses of hot wine."
Yin Xuuge yawned and responded lightly.
The four-wheeled carriage creaked, and surrounded by four people riding horses, Yin Feixu slowly crossed the bridge and drove into Yangshui Town.
The priest standing on the bridge squatted down and grabbed a few gold cakes.
Each piece of gold cake weighs ten taels, with a total reward of fifty taels of gold. But what the priest paid attention to was not the weight of the gold, but the few clear small characters in seal script and the number on one side of the gold cake.
'The Chen family of Kunzhou secretly made Tibetan gold on a certain day of a certain year and a certain month'!
This line of small characters is very clear, marking that this is the treasury of the Chen family in Kunzhou, and it is the first block cast in the same batch on a certain day of a certain month of a certain year.
The bailiff picked up the gold cake, walked quickly into the guard box, and placed the gold cake in front of the bailiff. The law lieutenant, who was originally lazy and unwilling to cause trouble, had eagle-like eyes. He grabbed the gold cake and looked at it carefully for a while. With a slight push of his fingers, the gold cake suddenly turned red, and then turned into a pool of gold water on his fingers. The dripping dripping.
Gold water is pure and contains no impurities.
The lieutenant nodded slowly and snorted coldly.
"The purity is extremely high. It is indeed the gold in the treasure troves of those aristocratic families. It is not a prop that was secretly cast by the private sector to deceive others."
"Let me tell you, tomorrow is the New Year's Day. What are the children of the Chen family in Kunzhou doing in our Yangshui Town?"
The next day is the New Year's Day, which is an important day for all living beings in the world of Yuanlu to worship their ancestors and worship the ancient saints. It is also a good day to bid farewell to the old and welcome the new. In Yangshui Town, like other places, the people are smiling and busy with joy.
Different from other towns in the Kunwu Kingdom, the residents of Yangshui Town are particularly wealthy because of the specialty spiritual fields, so their smiles are even brighter. They slaughtered cattle and sheep in their own yards and prepared various pig heads for sacrifices for the next day.
The customs of the Kunwu Dynasty are different from other regions and dynasties in the Yuanlu world. This place is on the verge of Western Xinjiang, and is somewhat tainted with the flavor of a wild land. On the street, there are groups of social fire teams wearing colorful masks, breathing fire, throwing knives, and jumping through fire hoops, attracting countless children to chase behind and watch the fun.
The air was filled with the aroma of fried sugar cakes and pastries from various houses. The billowing oil smoke rose up and turned into a thick mist covering the entire Yangshui Town.
There were many pedestrians on the street, and most of them were children running and playing, so the speed of Yin Xuege's carriage inevitably slowed down. They slowly moved forward with the crowd, curiously looking at the street scene on the road.
The shops on both sides of the street had already closed their books and distributed salary bonuses for the year as early as the first holiday. All the shopkeepers and waiters had returned to their homes to prepare for the New Year. Therefore, the ordinary shops on both sides of the road have closed their doors and are very deserted.
Only restaurants, brothels, and officially licensed gambling parlors, a one-stop service industry that provides food, drink, prostitution, and gambling, are still prospering.
Yin Xuuge simply walked out of the carriage, stood beside Yin Feifei who was driving, and looked around curiously.
Compared with the New Year's Festival in Weinan Ancient City, the New Year's Eve in Yangshui Town seems to be more lively and prosperous. But mixed with this excitement is an uneasy atmosphere.
He didn't know whether it was due to the influence of Fang Tianlin and the people in Lixuetang, or whether something was really wrong with this town. Yin Xuuge always felt that under the bustling and lively veil of Yangshui Town, there was something sinister, sneaky and terrifying hidden. thing.
These things are mixed in the crowd, hiding in those bustling restaurants, brothels, inns, and gambling houses. They seem to be on the faces of the old people, children, young adults, and young women passing by, and under their bright smiles. Hidden something invisible.
There is sunshine in the sky, but this sunshine cannot bring any warmth to Yin Xuege.
The snow on the street was swept clean, and there was not a trace of snow powder to be seen. But Yin Xuuge always felt that he was standing naked in the snow, his whole body was cold, his bone marrow was so cold that even his soul was shivering with cold.
Bai Yuzi poked an eye out of Yin Xuuge's sleeve. He pursed his lips and looked at the men, women, and children on the road.
"Grandpa, why do I feel so cold all over?"
"It's like I'm lying on a cutting board and someone is about to cut Grandpa me with a kitchen knife?"
(End of chapter)