I am the Dragon King of the Well

Chapter 401: Mistake by the River (two chapters in one)

"It's really annoying. If I had known this man was so shameless, I wouldn't have come here. When I think about it now, I want to beat him up."

The more Gu Xiaowan thought about it, the angrier he became. After all, he was a majestic human being, but he took pleasure in enslaving and oppressing mortals. He also shamelessly attempted to live forever, hoping to step on the heads of the common people forever.

"That's it."

Qiu Ping also spurned him, but he felt vaguely strange in his heart that this man specially called them over just to show off his wealth to them.

Normal people would sneer at such behavior as long as their brains are not broken.

How could he seriously give him life-extending medicine?

However, Little Loach didn't think about it. After all, there are all kinds of people in this world, and you can't understand everyone based on your own values.

Just treat it like meeting a toad.

The two of them came out of the Bliss Building with a lot of anger, but they were no longer in the mood to hang out.

But suddenly I saw a boy walking out of the side door carrying a swill bucket.

The boy poured the swill in the bucket towards the corner. In the dark alley, a dozen unkempt beggars rushed over and started grabbing the swill on the ground.

"Woooo."

Some stray dogs who came from nowhere also joined in the looting.

People and dogs were mixed together, and the ground was littered with looting. But not far away from the Bliss Tower, the sound of strings was faint, and the sound of laughter came. It was obviously just a wall, but it seemed like two worlds.

At this moment, blood surged up in Little Loach's head, and his whole body was "buzzing".

Such a scene appears in the Imperial Capital, which is known as the richest and most prosperous city in the world.

This place is also the headquarters of Shinto, with King Mei Ling personally in charge. It should have been a place where the government is well-connected and the people can live in peace, so how could something so unbearable happen?
Qiu Ping felt that the values ​​​​that had been established for him by Shinto had collapsed.

Why are things far darker than the outside world happening in places where Shinto power is strongest?
There are countless gods in this imperial capital, why do they turn a blind eye to these things?
Qiu Ping suddenly felt that he had been deceived. The reason why he had always been devoted to Shinto was because Shinto continued to send positive energy to him.The idea of ​​equality, but now he thinks it's all nonsense.

The bottom of Shinto still sits on the side of the powerful.

Even if they overthrew Fengchan Mountain, they would only change the soup without changing the medicine.

Gu Xiaowan was so angry that he wanted to roll up his sleeves and beat the boy.

Although she is a direct descendant of the Immortal Sect and has had an infinite supply of resources since she was a child, she still feels angry when she sees how disparate the world is.

But Qiu Ping sighed, turned around and left in despair.

"oops!"

Gu Xiaowan looked at the beggars on the ground scrambling for food, and then at the back of the little loach. She stamped her feet and chased Qiu Ping.

The meandering Bashui River extends from outside the city, dividing the entire imperial capital into two parts, the north and the south.

On both sides of the Ba River, there are rows of mansions and a stream of people.Boats and boats on the wide river are constantly coming and going, and from time to time there are sounds of chanting and laughter.

It’s really a lively and prosperous scene.

The Daqian Dynasty defeated the barbarians in the north and expanded its territory thousands of miles away, in exchange for 50 years of peace for the dynasty.500 years after the founding of the country, this ancient dynasty once again burst out with strong vitality, as if the dynasty cycle law that had lasted countless times had no confirmation in Daqian.

"Qiu Ping, mortals do not cultivate Taoism and are not bound by the laws of heaven, so they naturally act arbitrarily. But I heard that Shinto has established six paths of reincarnation. People who have done many evil things during their lifetime will definitely be punished after their death."

Gu Xiaowan and Qiu Ping stood on the bridge, looking at the bustling scene as if it were daytime, she spoke to comfort them.

"Uh-huh."

Qiu Ping nodded, but the confusion in his eyes dissipated a little.

Hey, I'm just a little monster waiting to die. Give me an official position and I'll just do what I'm doing.

Where do you have to take care of so much?

How tiring that must be.

When I apply for transfer to the Northland or the East China Sea later, I will be out of sight but out of mind.

Thinking of this, Qiu Ping felt a little better.

"Would you two like to take a boat trip to enjoy the Ba River? It's cheap for the young man. It only costs [-] coins for the two of you."

At this moment, a narrow bamboo raft came from not far away. On the boat was an old man with a bamboo hat clasped on his back. An oil lamp hung on the raised bow of the boat, emitting light like a firefly in the darkness. of light.

Gu Xiaowan wanted to reject him, but when he saw the wind blowing in the evening and the thin old man still rowing a boat in the water, he couldn't help but feel pity.

"Then send us to the other side."

Gu Xiaowan pulled Qiu Ping and jumped down from the bridge. Like a light feather, it landed on the boat. Even the hull of the boat seemed not to shake.

"The guest is so handsome and skilled."

The old man chuckled, held up his bamboo pole, and the boat slowly sailed away from the shore and headed towards the middle of the Bahe River.

Above the Ba River, there are mostly five- or six-story high-rise boats and boats. As if lamp oil is free, candles illuminate the exquisite decorations on the boats.

The appearance of the big ship was completely reflected in the water, and for a moment people couldn't tell which side was reality and which side was illusion.

Suddenly, the reflected building slowly shattered, and a narrow bamboo raft rowed across the water, creating ripples.

Bamboo rafts are almost negligible compared to the behemoths around them.

Not long after, the ship sailed into darkness again.

Where the light is most dazzling, the shadows are often thicker.

Qiu Ping looked up at the huge boat next to him, and could vaguely hear the sounds of people drinking and laughing inside.

He looked at the hanging shadow of the ship, but suddenly he had the urge to cut it open with a knife.

"You two are so late at night, why are you going to the south of the city?"

The old man held the boat with a smile all the time, and talked casually with the two of them when they reached the middle of the river.

"Is there anything you can't go to in the south of the city?"

Qiu Ping raised his head and asked.

"If it's daytime, there's nothing you can't go to. But tonight, I suggest you two take a closer look, and then return the same way."

The old man laughed and said.

"What does that mean?"

Qiu Ping was even more surprised.

"This has always been a place where the north is rich and the south is poor. Most of the people living in the south live in shabby settlements. You two are obviously from extraordinary backgrounds. Going there at night will easily attract the attention of thieves."

The old man reminded me kindly.

Although the Bashui River divided the city into two parts, in the early days, the Bashui River was just a moat. However, as the city expanded, it gradually included the river.

Only when they could no longer survive in the north of the city were they forced to take root in the south.

Nowadays, the area south of the city is basically occupied by rogues, unemployed poor people or dock coolies. The government's power here is very weak, and it is basically a state of local autonomy.

As long as they don't attack the government office, it's up to them.

The old man started talking and got out of hand.

"The imperial court doesn't care about it?" Qiu Ping felt strange. Under the emperor's feet, no matter how rogue you are, a regular army can wipe them out.

"This old man doesn't know, but I do know that the situation in the south of the city has become more serious recently. I heard that a group of gangsters have sneaked in. It is estimated that the court will soon rectify the situation."

The old man still has great confidence in the Daqian Dynasty. After all, such a dynasty that has ruled for 500 years has always been a symbol of authority in the eyes of ordinary people.

Qiu Ping didn't ask any more questions. He was just bored, so he said a few words to the old man.

As for the fighting and fighting between mortals, he didn't want to pay attention to it at all.

"Huh? Why is there any movement under the water?"

The little loach looked at the bottom of the water. Even though he didn't release his spiritual thoughts, he still saw more than 30 figures lurking under the water through the dark water.

"What kind of big fish is Xu..."

The old man didn't know what Qiu Ping was talking about, but because fishing was not allowed in the Bahe River, the fish and shrimps living in it were very big.

"Whoosh."

While he was talking, a hook rope flew directly from the bottom of the water, and five iron claws hooked tightly on the side of the ship.

"Whoosh whoosh."

The next moment, dozens of hooks flew out almost simultaneously and fell onto the hull of the ship.

As the rope tightened, black figures flew up one after another. Their feet just stepped on the water, and their figures soared into the air.

It was obvious that these people were [Bingwu] practitioners. Although most of them were only at the level of [Ancestral Aperture], the leader of the group had blood soaring throughout his body that he was almost at the level of [Holy Fetus].

"boom."

They surrounded the building boat and each clapped their hands. The sturdy wooden building boat exploded and turned into countless sawdust flying around.

There were screams on the ship, countless tables and chairs were knocked down, and screams were heard.

"Qiu Ping, do we want to save someone?"

After all, Gu Xiaowan had a strong sense of justice. Seeing the chaos in the boat, she whispered to Qiu Ping.

"You and I are not members of the Imperial Capital Shinto. Once an attack technique is used, the first thing the Shinto will do is to capture you." Qiu Ping shook his head.

His official position is higher than that of Gu Xiaowan, so he naturally knows some unspoken rules.

As soon as they entered the Imperial Capital, there were wandering gods of day and night and many lands following them. It didn't matter if they occasionally cast some harmless spells, but if they wanted to get involved in the fighting in the world, it could only be said to be courting death.

"Jing Xinghuai, you colluded with the tyrant and bullied and oppressed your subordinates wantonly. Today we [Chang Yi Army] are going to kill you!"

Above the Bashui River, a hoarse voice sounded, and even on the distant shore, his shouting could be vaguely heard.

"Jing Xinghuai?"

Qiu Ping was slightly startled. The world is really small. He didn't expect to meet the poor scholar here.

However, now the poor scholar has become prosperous.

Not only did he graduate from high school in Qingzhou, he also became a prostitute and was appreciated by the imperial court.

But from what this man meant, it seemed that Jing Xinghuai had become a traitorous official in recent years, and so many people wanted to kill him quickly.

"Pity."

Qiu Ping sighed. Back then, he and Jing Xinghuai talked about some modern systems and some ancient poems, and the two of them had a close relationship.

It's just that several years have passed, and both of them have encountered countless things.

"How dare you call a bunch of corpse-guarding dogs 'righteous'?"

In the room where the ship was shattered, a young man with an ordinary face, sharp eyebrows and heavy eyes stood there.

Although his appearance has not changed much, compared to the poor scholar before, Jing Xinghuai has developed a calm demeanor.

Even facing so many powerful warriors.There was no fear in his eyes either.

"Wait, be bold!"

Behind him stood a young man wearing a black brocade robe, but holding a broad scimitar in his arms.

He remained motionless, standing like a wooden stake.

"Chong!"

But when someone came within ten feet of him, the scimitar in his hand suddenly came out of his body and turned into a pure white blade.

Pi Lian passed by a man in black who was running at the front. The man in black still kept his movement of rushing forward, but the next moment his head rolled down and fell into the water, bleeding quickly. It was mixed with the dark water.

It was as if this young man would never leave Jing Xinghuai. Anyone who came within ten feet of him would have their neck wiped clean by the sword.

At this moment, these people seemed to have known for a long time that there was such a master beside Jing Xinghuai. They suddenly pressed the mechanism tied to their left hands, and then tubes of poisonous needles as thin as cow hairs flew all over their bodies, heading towards the young man's body. location.

"boom."

The young man's figure finally moved. He took a step forward, and the powerful force of luck rolled up and blew those fine needles back.

In just an instant, a dozen men in black loosened their fingers and fell straight from the bow of the ship.

Qiu Ping watched this tragic massacre from the sidelines, and he couldn't tell which side was good and which was bad.

Fortunately, he doesn't need to decide the camp now, otherwise it would really be a black eye.

Now he just thinks it's fun.

However, the young swordsman next to Jing Xinghuai is also very powerful. Although Qiu Ping doesn't know much about the classification of martial arts, this swordsman is expected to be comparable to the ordinary [Holy Embryo Realm].

"Whoosh."

The leader of the men in black stretched out his hand and flew a dart, knocking down a hanging oil lamp. After a while, a fire broke out on the ship.

These men in black actually threw kerosene on the boat early, and it only took a little spark to ignite the kerosene.

After all, the building boat is made of wood. Once the fire spreads, it will be out of control.

"Your Majesty, I will escort you away."

The young man holding the knife frowned. If he wanted to leave, he could retreat calmly, but Jing Xinghuai was just an ordinary person, so he would be buried in the fire.

Lord Jing, you can’t die!
"I'm tired."

Even at this moment, there was no fear in Jing Xinghuai's eyes, he just arched his hand towards the young man.

The young man holding the knife grabbed his wrist with one hand and jumped into the water.

"Whoosh whoosh."

But at this moment, a fishing net rose upside down from the water. There were countless blades on the fishing net. Once it was wrapped, not only would it lose the ability to resist, but it would also be seriously injured.

"Who can stop me!"

The young man holding the knife raised his eyebrows and waved the long knife in his hand. With a ray of light, the fishing net mixed with wire was split open.

He grabbed Jing Xinghuai and used some strength in the water to move forward dozens of feet before landing firmly on a bamboo raft.

After all, even martial arts masters cannot fly.

(End of this chapter)