Myth Revival: I am beheading the gods in the Shanhaijing!

Chapter 42 Surveillance from the Imperial Court

This was the first time she and Han Jinglue had been neighbors for so long, and she entered his house.

I have to say that most boys' rooms, especially rental houses, are cleaner than girls' rooms.

Zhou Yao thought that she was already a clean person, but after seeing Han Jinglue's room, she knew what cleanliness is.

Although the rental house was not big, Han Jinglue tidied it up in an orderly manner, and the floor was obviously mopped every day.

"You are quite clean..."

Zhou Yao was eating takeaway when she suddenly said this.

After hearing this, Han Jinglue also looked at his room, then smiled and said:

"Unfortunately, I will be moving out in a few months."

"Move away? When?" Zhou Yao actually wanted to ask Han Jinglue if he was leaving Jianghan.

But she changed her tone after thinking about it.

"In about two and a half months, move to the gold and silver courtyard in the north."

"Gold and Silver Courtyard? Where are you renting a house? It's not worth [-] to [-] a month?" Zhou Yao almost bit her tongue when she heard where Han Jinglue lived.

"Can't I buy it..." Han Jinglue looked directly at Zhou Yao, but Zhou Yao sized her up:
"To be honest, I really can't see that you are the one who can buy a villa in Jianghan..."

It's a very realistic sentence, but let alone Zhou Yao, even Han Jinglue didn't think he could buy a house in Jianghan before he got the panel and entered Guixu.

Or buy a villa...

"Anyway, cherish the few months I've been here."

Han Jing replied briefly, and continued to eat.

Since he had just consumed the mana in his lower dantian, he was digesting the energy brought by the food while eating.

Zhou Yao next to her was still thinking, how could she finish eating so many things.

As a result, Han Jinglue ate faster than she expected, and within 10 minutes, Han Jinglue wiped out most of the food.

After eating, he put the garbage in a bag, and then looked at Zhou Yao:
"Do you have any trash in your room?"

"Yes!" Zhou Yao quickly replied.

Since there is no trash can on the floor in the community, we can only throw garbage in the garbage area of ​​the community.

When Han Jinglue was about to go out, he naturally lost them together.

"You go to clean up the trash, I'm going to change clothes and go out."

Standing up and stretching, Han Jinglue explained to Zhou Yao, then walked back to the bedroom and changed into sportswear.

After glancing at the wardrobe, he wrapped a horizontal knife in the knife bag.

What happened yesterday was too deep in his memory.

Although he thought that today would not be so unlucky again, the idea of ​​needing a weapon to go out had already been engraved in his actions.

Wrap Hengdao in a bag, and when he came out, Zhou Yao had already put the garbage in her room and the takeaway garbage at the door, and she was standing beside her.

"Thank you." After thanking Han Jinglue, she went back to her room.

As for Han Jinglue himself, he zipped up his sportswear, carried the bag containing the horizontal knife on his back like a musical instrument, and went downstairs with the garbage bag in his hand.

While he was going downstairs to throw out the trash, he could feel that there were a few more obvious people nearby.

There is a faint qi leaking from these people all the time.

"Don't filter the qi full of impurities, but just recklessly put it into the body, will it really not hurt the human body?"

On the surface, Han Jinglue was very indifferent, as if he didn't notice these people, but he was thinking about this issue in his heart.

External strength, internal strength...

Han Jinglue searched for this kind of term, and the result he got was the realm of Chinese martial arts.

At the same time, he also got some answers about how to practice Chinese martial arts.

However, after reading these answers, Han Jinglue was very skeptical that Guoshu was a technique for strengthening the body, or a technique for harming the user's origin.

Among the few people he had seen, Xiao Yujing could not deny that he had a relatively high level of martial arts.

But even if it was her, what he radiated was qi, not mana.

The real qi is poisonous, but one's mana is beneficial.

If the so-called national art is to use poisonous qi in the body, then in the long run, the body will definitely be damaged due to excessive use of qi.

However, the martial arts have been passed down for such a long time, and there should be a solution to this problem in the future.

It's just that as far as the people I have seen so far, no one has been able to solve this problem.

"It seems that I am still lucky. I got the supernatural power of fire control at the beginning, and mastered the skill of refining Qi."

Thinking, Han Jinglue started his car, and his goal was his own gold and silver courtyard.

After so many days, I believe that the construction team has also begun to enter the site.

It's a bit unreasonable not to visit my own house.

"Look, Mr. Han, these are all prepared according to what you said, and there is absolutely no cutting corners."

Walking in the garden of the villa, a designer and Han Jinglue were introducing the decoration of the house.

But Han Jinglue didn't care much about these, he cared more about the second basement floor.

"Everything else is easy to say. The second basement floor must be in accordance with my standards. Sound insulation and air permeability are good."

"In addition, the house should have its own backup engine, and the elevator should have a backup power supply."

Han Jinglue said his request to the other party flatly, and finally added:
"If the money is not enough, you can say it."

"Mr. Han, don't worry, there must be enough funds." The designer was afraid of Han Jinglue's irony, so he explained with a smile.

Regarding this, Han Jinglue didn't refute anything. He just checked the progress of the renovation and then drove back to the rental house.

When passing the section where he and Liu Kaifa were attacked yesterday, he also encountered some patrolmen maintaining traffic.

It's just that the road where the incident happened has been blocked, and some drivers who don't know the truth are cursing in the car.

Han Jing slightly glanced at Jinghe, didn't say anything, and drove around obediently.

He was driving slowly on the driveway. Since it was rush hour, traffic jams were unavoidable.

But even in the car, he could feel that those familiar qi had been following him.

"Is this considered surveillance..."

Aware of these qi, Han Jinglue understood why Xiao Yujing didn't ask himself about his second behavior.

There are many people in the co-author Qingluan Division, and it's easy to use a few people to monitor him every day.

If you don't admit it, let people monitor you until you admit it.

Among other things, as long as this kind of surveillance is maintained, there is no way for him to enter Guixu.

"trouble……"

He suddenly became a little irritable in his heart. For the people of Daxia, being dominated by the children of the three major factions for nearly 300 years has already made them extremely irritable.

The reason why Han Jinglue still has a little trust in the court is because of the two people who are currently sitting in the positions of chief assistant and second assistant.

Zhang Baigui, Wang Banshan...

The ministers of these two countries have been fighting against the twelve interest group officials who filled the cabinet and six ministries with their advanced age.

They tried their best to extract some benefits from the three major factions and distribute them to the people...

It is precisely because of these two people that the common people still have hope for Daxia...

For Han Jinglue, as long as the members of the three major factions are not exterminated, he will never obey the orders of the government dominated by these scumbags.

Every day of delay in Qingluan Division's surveillance is a delay in his becoming stronger.

How many monsters can there be in reality?

Not to mention, as long as he enters Guixu, he can easily earn several hundred evolution points each time.

But if he turned his face, in the current situation, a submachine gun would be able to bludgeon himself in an open area.

Thinking about it this way, Han Jinglue could only casually glance at the people in Qingluan Division:
"If you want to monitor, you can monitor!"

(End of this chapter)