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Chapter 71 Zhou Xiaoyu's bones are not cold yet (seeking monthly ticket)

"so……"

"I must enter the Jingzhao Camp!" Long Murong's eyes flickered with coldness.

This was the first time Chen Xiaoer saw this kind of look in this woman's eyes.

Suppress the irrepressible thoughts in my heart and force myself to be calm...

Chen Xiaoer was not sure if Long Murong really meant what he said, and stopped eavesdropping on him.

... Chen Xiaoer was puzzled.

"I heard that after Li Qilin committed suicide three years ago, except for those old guys on the ninth rank who escaped."

"All the people and monsters in the rivers and lakes were suppressed and killed."

"Such an enmity is considered revenge. Did you enter the Jingzhao camp to inherit the will of your father and brother?"

... Although inheritance of will was very common in ancient times, I always feel that this kind of reason is unreliable.

Hearing this, Long Murong shook his head and said:
"The people who killed my father back then were all gangsters, even the imperial court would not touch them easily."

As he spoke, he raised his head, looked at Chen Xiaoer with clear eyes, and said:
"I entered Jingzhao Daying because Li Qilin said..."

"In three years, Kyoto will be in chaos because of one person. And this person is the 'Chendu' with the key in hand!"

"……boom!"

Hearing the word "Chen Du", Chen Xiaoer almost lost his nerve and was about to break his defense.

Long Murong continued:

"...by then, more than half of the rivers and lakes will flood into the capital!"

"The chaos in the world will also start from Kyoto."

"...And in order to get the secret of the 'key', those people will come back again."

Long Murong was not surprised by Chen Xiaoer's slightly changed expression.After all, whoever hears this kind of news will not be calm.

"Were you there that day?" Chen Xiaoer took a deep breath, looked at Long Murong and asked calmly.

Hearing this, Long Murong shook his head...

He stretched out his hand and grabbed a ray of golden light coming in from the window, and said:
"These are what my father said before he died." After speaking, Long Murong pursed his lips lightly, and said:

"...Father told me before he died that the Qilin Sword Immortal would give his descendants a blessing in return."

"Now that I think about it, my ability to eavesdrop on other people's voices is what Qilin Sword Immortal said was good fortune."

"It's just that I don't think Li Qilin's kind of existence is simply because of the kindness of a bowl of water..."

"...Send me such a great fortune."

Saying that, Long Murong's eyes flickered with an inexplicable expression, and said:
"Li Qilin must have other purposes."

Tsk!In my impression, that woman really doesn't seem like a master who would do such a thing just because of the grace of water.

Can a woman who "strikes" a 15-year-old boy in a ruined temple be a good deed?

If I didn't know it was the first time,
... She also gave herself a great cultivation base, even though this cultivation base also has "billion points" pitfalls.

Two generations of human beings!

... The voice and smile that touched the soul really entered my heart.

Chen Xiaoer really intends to nest in a certain corner forever, take a few daughter-in-laws, and be a landlord and rich man with peace of mind, regardless of the flood in the world!
hum!Li Qilin?It's a black woman.

"...You cleaned the dossier room for the purpose of investigating Li Qilin?" Chen Xiaoer took a deep breath and said.

"Not bad." Long Murong nodded and said:

"...I have investigated all three districts B, C, and D. Only district A has no clues."

"It's about Li Qilin, the dossier must be in District A." Chen Xiaoer nodded and said:
"...You are going to enter Jingzhao Daying now, what about Li Qilin? Don't you want to investigate?"

Long Murong shook his head and said:

"...Only the Sicheng and above of Dali Temple in District A have the authority to view it."

"There's no point in staying any longer."

"...the critical time is too late. Li Qilin once said that the chaos in Kyoto will be within three years!"

"I must enter the Jingzhao camp within three years! And I must command an elite camp. Only in this way can I take revenge in times of chaos!"

So much happened today...

There were so many that Chen Xiaoer didn't want to think about how a woman with no strength could lead an army.

"……I will think about it."

After Chen Xiaoer nodded, he suddenly frowned and said, "...So, what are you going to pay?"

coming!Long Murong was slightly taken aback.

After taking a slight breath, he raised his head and said seriously: "As long as you can let me enter the Jingzhao Camp smoothly..."

"But there are orders, let him be sent!"

Nodding, Chen Xiaoer didn't talk nonsense, turned around and left.

At this time, the afterglow of the setting sun in the sky has begun to become faint.

It is estimated that there will be a curfew in another hour.

...Chen Xiaoer didn't delay. After leaving Zhulong Village, he came to the side of the road, called a rental car, and headed straight to Nancheng!

It is worth mentioning that although the headquarters of the Kyushu Car and Horse Company closed down, the branches in various states sent people here immediately.

Take over seamlessly.

The efficiency has to be said, a fierce batch!
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Nancheng, Lifang.

Jiaofangsi, a place dedicated to literati, singing, providing inspiration and showing their talents.

Of course, there are also many kinds of teaching workshops.

... The girls in it are all-inclusive, each with different talents.

The most basic is also piano, chess, calligraphy and painting!
There is a popular saying in Shengyang that good lyrics and famous songs come out of Goulan, and talented people and strange talents are in Washe.

Among them, the hook bar refers to Jiaofang Secretary.

As for the washers, the so-called "when they come, the tiles are united, and when they go, they disintegrate", they are easy to gather and disperse.

Together, the Goulan tile houses have become the largest "entertainment" place in Lifang, Nancheng.

Nancheng, in addition to the imperial city,

...Kyoto is the largest city, and the inner squares in the city are divided into as many as one hundred and eight squares.

The so-called Lifang refers to dividing the residential area in the city into one after another.

Then build a high wall on the periphery of the square, and open a few doors on the wall.

... This is also convenient when the curfew comes, officers and soldiers only need a few doors to enter and exit.

Then there's the so-called curfew,
...Actually, the curfew is forbidden outside the square, not inside the square.

At night in the square, the city censor and Dali Temple are on duty to make shifts, and Jingzhao Mansion patrols the streets to catch fast.

Walking the streets and alleys one after another.

... Ordinary monsters dare not act presumptuously in Lifang!

Of course, once you enter a certain Lifang before the curfew, you must prepare to stay in the Fangfang.

……

Fenglefang!
The center of [-] Square!
The famous Jiaofang Secretary, even famous all over the world, is here.

"Woo! Whoa! Whoa!"

The coachman's voice was so loud that the carriage stopped.

"...Guest, Fengle Square is here."

Hearing this, Chen Xiaoer opened the curtain and looked outside, and it was already the beginning of the lights.

The lights in Fengle Square are brightly lit, and there are laughter and laughter.

Young men and women stop and go, Fenglefang is very big, like a small town.

There are vendors selling night snacks on the street, as well as jugglers, jugglers, and candied haws.

A lively scene of fireworks.

"Master, I'll give you five taels of silver. Go to the vendor over there and get me a mask."

Chen Xiaoer glanced at the street vendor at the gate of Jiaofangsi, took out five taels of silver, handed it to the driver, and said:

"...The rest of the money is reward silver."

"okay!"

The coachman took the broken silver, his face immediately beamed with joy, he took the money and jumped out of the car to buy a mask.

From Dongcheng to Nancheng, plus staying overnight in Lifang, the total of these round trips is only two taels of silver.

This young master paid five taels for every move, and a mask, at most, was only two pennies.

Even at the gate of Jiaofangsi, some literati want face and sell it more expensively, but it is only five yuan.

... the rest is his.

"Guest officer, your mask..."

The coachman handed over a fox mask that covered half of his face, and said:
"...Hey, guest officer! I picked this last half-face mask just for you!"

As he said that, the driver's simple and honest face had an expression of "I'm sensible." Chen Xiaoer burst into laughter.

Tsk!This coachman is also a man of this way.

……

Put on the fox mask.

...Chen Xiaoer got out of the carriage, and walked towards the brightest, busiest, busiest place.

"Snapped!"

"...Hey! Chen Xiaoer!" After walking a few steps, someone patted her on the shoulder.

A familiar, mocking voice with a bit of a smirk sounded.

Chen Xiaoer was startled, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

... Turning around, I saw the young man who was also wearing a half mask standing behind him.

With a ruffian smirk on the corner of his mouth, Nan Ke put his hands behind his back and raised his head, looking like "so you are such a Chen Xiaoer", and started fighting around Chen Xiaoer.

"Tsk tsk tsk, Zhou Xiaoyu's body is still cold."

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