The life simulator of the strange world

Chapter 68 Do You Remember Zhao Chunrou?
After the death of Qingmian Luocha, Zhu Qi got a simulated coin, but compared with the income, he cared more about how many ghosts like Qingmian Luocha existed in this world.

It is very difficult to kill the demons and demons cleanly.

There is also a life simulator. As more and more ghosts are killed, Zhu Qi gradually understands that only those who kill ghosts in the seventh realm will get a simulated coin. It is possible to slaughter dozens of them and not get one.

Simply kill the green-faced Rakshasa neatly, and even report to receive the reward in the usual way. After all, this is a seven-level ghost with good strength, but Zhu Qi is short on time, so he doesn't have so much time to waste here.

"go!"

Zhu Qi turned around and said to the eight people under his command: "Follow me to go shopping in Goulan!"

The eight soldiers were taken aback for a moment. Just a moment ago, Zhu Qi led himself and others to stand ready to kill ghosts and demons.

But then, he actually opened his mouth to go to the Land of Fireworks Alley and Willows. The leap of thinking is really unheard of!

The adults have orders, of course the subordinates must obey, not to mention such a good thing as visiting a brothel.

The veteran guarding the city gate had already accepted Zhu Qi's benefits and left a gap in the door. Hearing Zhu Qi talking outside the door, he quietly pushed the gap wider.

When Zhu Qi entered the door, he saw the veteran holding a lantern. The veteran smiled and asked, "My lords, have the matter been satisfactorily resolved?"

"It's solved." Zhu Qi took a bank note and handed it over: "Please rest later, I will go out of the city after a while."

The veteran took the bank note, looked at the amount under the lantern, and the wrinkles at the corners of Xi's eyes deepened by two points.

Dozens of taels of silver, comparable to his salary for several years, this time the door was opened well!
The old soldier grinned and said again and again: "My lord, you are being polite. You have the documents with you to handle the case impartially. Of course, you should let the small one go!"

"Thank you" Zhu Qi nodded, and led his men straight to the lake.

Along the way, the rich scent of rouge spread over the face, and the light gauze danced, Yingying Yanyan, Zhu Qi noticed that all his subordinates were flushed.

They trained in the camp all day long, and they saw only men every day. It was better to have a life-and-death crisis a few days ago. Legs, walking with buttocks pouted, as awkward as it looks.

The eight big men all looked like this, without majesty, only funny.

Zhu Qi was helpless: "You wait for me outside, I will come out soon."

"Yes!" The eight people took the order and left Goulan reluctantly.

Watching Zhu Qi's figure disappear into the sea of ​​people, a soldier said suddenly: "Guess, how soon will Master Zhu come back?"

"My lord is young and handsome, and he doesn't care about money. I saw clearly just now that he gave the old man 50 taels of silver to open the door!" Another soldier exclaimed, "50 taels! No matter how fast or not, Those women probably couldn't help throwing themselves into their arms when they saw Master Zhu."

The other smiled obscenely: "I wish you a big and tall nose, hehe, I guess it will take at least half an hour!"

"What's the point of having a big nose?" Several other people asked puzzledly.

The soldier just smiled at the thief: "Hey, you don't understand~"

Zhu Qi didn't know how his subordinates organized himself behind his back. He casually grabbed a scholar by the side of the road: "Have you seen that Mr. Liu?"

The scholar was suddenly grabbed by his collar and was about to get angry, but he noticed that Zhu Qi was wearing a black armor, his body was surging, his Adam's apple rolled, and he said tremblingly, "Which Mr. Liu are you talking about?"

"It's Mr. Liu from the Liu family in Jianmu Mansion." Zhu Qi thought carefully, and found that he didn't seem to know Mr. Liu's name.

"Just now Xiaosheng saw Mr. Liu... reciting poems with others in Qinglan House."

"Thank you." Zhu Qi let go of the scholar and went straight to Qinglanju.

Although Liu Xianglong was slaughtered by Zhu Qi, there are still many civil servants in the Liu family, and the entire Liu family did not collapse directly.

Mr. Liu's life is no different from before. He goes to the Goulan to read poems every day, and then pretends to be sad and sleeps with a certain female school secretary, each taking what he needs.

As soon as Zhu Qi stepped into Qinglanju, a faint fragrance came to his face. Unlike those women outside who showed their arms and legs in winter, the women here are all wrapped tightly, even if the stove inside the house is burning hot and the heat is full of people. His head was sweating profusely, and no one took off one.

The arch stands very high!

"Mr. Zhang is really talented in literature, he is worthy of being a scholar."

Zhu Qi turned his head and found a woman with a brush in her hand who was copying a poem recited by a scholar beside her, looking at her with admiration.

If one ignores the fragrance of women's makeup and powder in the room, the "creaking" sound from time to time when going to bed on the roof, and the humming of women, Zhu Qi really thinks this is some kind of academy, not a Goulan.

Zhu Qi wore black armor and entered the room, and immediately attracted the attention of the people present. Many scholars hated Zhu Qi's black armor, and they wanted to know how much limelight they had been robbed by those strange warriors these days.

The sound of poetry chanting at the scene stopped suddenly.

Zhu Qi didn't care that he was the center of his eyes, he turned his head to search, and immediately locked on the man who was writing in the corner, it was the man who often wrote poems about Zhao Chunrou's death, and used it to sleep with the school girls Mr. Liu.

The scholar at the side saw Zhu Qi striding forward, and lightly touched Mr. Liu's arm with his arm.

Mr. Liu stopped writing displeasedly, and said: "Brother Sun! I poured my heart and soul into this word, and it is for Miss Piaoyun. If you touch me at this time, you will be a villain in vain!"

The scholar surnamed Sun looked at Zhu Qi, who was younger than him, approaching, but he didn't dare to speak.

Zhu Qi saw no one else in his eyes, and raised his hand to grab Mr. Liu's shoulder.

"You are?" Young Master Liu turned his head and found that the Qimen armored man was grabbing him, and he was terrified.

Everyone in the Liu family knew about Liu Xianglong, if it wasn't for the fact that there were a few seventh-rank officials in the court, the Liu family would have fallen apart.

At this moment, being approached by Qimen soldiers, Mr. Liu was flustered. Without Liu Xianglong, the Liu family can only be regarded as an ordinary wealthy family, and if there is any disturbance, the family will be destroyed.

"I've heard the story of Mr. Liu, and I admire Mr. Liu's sincere feelings," Zhu Qi said with a smile.

"Hahaha"

Young Master Liu breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "Your Excellency is being polite, why don't you wait for a while and talk to Your Excellency after I finish writing for Miss Piaoyun."

“It was running out of time”

Zhu Qi pressed Mr. Liu's shoulder and said, "Come with me quickly."

"Go? Where are you going?" Mr. Liu asked blankly.

"There is an old friend waiting for you. Mr. Liu, you are so affectionate, you should not forget it. I remember you wrote poems for her."

"Who?" Mr. Liu asked strangely, he had written too many poems, and he couldn't remember which old friend invited him, but to be able to drive a strange soldier, his status should not be low.

Zhu Qi leaned into Young Master Liu's ear and asked softly, "Do you remember Zhao Chunrou?"

(End of this chapter)