The Heavens: Thousands of Households Starting from Number One in the World

after March.

The months-long war between the Snake Tribe and the Jiajia Empire was finally extinguished, and in exchange for a period of peace and prosperity.

Civilians can clearly feel that the supplies they can purchase are much richer.Just because there are many more caravans coming to Stone Desert City for trade.

An urgent document was sent from the Jiama Imperial Capital to the Mocheng City Lord's Mansion.

……

Mocheng City Lord's Mansion.

It is a manor with an area of ​​about six acres. The manor is gorgeously furnished, with rockeries, pools, courtyards, and beautiful maids.

However, this group of pretty girls were beaming with excitement, looking at one place with secretive glances.

Whoa whoa whoa!
This was the sound of a spear dancing. Meng Jing stood on the school field, holding a weapon, and turned into a phantom on the field. The tip of the spear was dotted with cold light, stabbing a strong man in front of him repeatedly in the void.

The strong man's majestic latissimus dorsi muscles and chest muscles that can squeeze someone to death, all the time proclaiming his masculinity.

The strong man was holding a nine-ringed sword, and the fighting spirit gauze was condensed on his body. He held the knife in both hands to continuously resist the blood-stained spear tip.

ding ding.

Meng Jing raised his brows, and the fighting energy gathered in the meridians of his legs and Yang Qiao pulse, and suddenly burst out at an extremely fast speed, and his whole body and gun turned into a spinning black wind and stabbed at the man.

Some of the surrounding maids and guards exclaimed and admired this scene.

"Well!"

The nine-ringed sword in the strong man's hand was pierced by the tip of the spear, and the blade turned into fragments and flew in all directions. Then the strong man's face was horrified, looking at the tip of the gun that was half an inch between his eyebrows.

The tip of the spear moved forward a short distance, and the strong man's head was pierced.

A trace of cold sweat fell, and the strong man immediately dropped the hilt of the knife, rubbed his hands like a fly, and said with a flattering smile on his face: "Young City Master is really talented, with a three-star fighting master training, even I, a five-star fighting master, are no match for you! Brave and courageous. !”

Meng Jing sighed, threw the spear directly into a weapon rack, then looked at the opponent, rolled his eyes, and said: "Haha, you know whether you used your full strength or not!"

"Go all out, definitely go all out!" The strong man touched his head and said with a serious face.

Meng Jing glanced at the other party and asked, "Really?"

"It's absolutely true! Young City Master, don't doubt your ability!" Seeing that Meng Jing was leaving, the strong man immediately followed him and asked for help.

"Tell me! You will be a sandbag for me for free for three days. What do you have to say?" Meng Jing took the sweat-wiping handkerchief handed to him and said casually.

"This...that!" said the strong man: "Young City Master, can you have a few words of kindness with City Master Meng and ask us, the Sand Mercenary Group, to take over the business in the northwest streets of Shimo City?"

Meng Jing stopped, looked at the other party, and said with a smile: "This! Is this why you came to Mocheng from Shimo City to be a sandbag for three days?"

"Yes, that's it! Don't worry, of the money our Sand Mercenary Group will earn in the future, we are willing to use [-]%... no, no, [-]% to honor you and the Lord of the City!" the strong man said expectantly. .

"Oops!" Meng Jing touched the wiry beard on his chin, looked at the other party and said: "Although Shimo City is a frontier city of Mo City and the economy is not doing well, according to you, at least there are hundreds of thousands of gold coins a year. Bar?"

"That's right, our Sand Mercenary Group turns in 20 gold coins every year!"

"I really want to agree! But some time ago, Xiao Ding from the Motie Mercenary Group also came to see you!" Meng Jing said with a smile.

"What?" The strong man's eyes widened and he asked hurriedly: "What price did the Motie Mercenary Group give? Young City Master, don't be in a hurry to agree to them!"

"Don't worry, I didn't agree!" Meng Jing said.

The strong man breathed a sigh of relief and felt as if he was running on a train. This was the task assigned to him by his captain Rob.

"But the problem is that my father agreed!"

When the strong man heard this, his face suddenly became blank, and then he became anxious again, and said repeatedly to Meng Jing: "Young City Master, you must help us, we have played together before! We are friends!"

At this time, a voice came from the other side, and a white-haired housekeeper came running and shouted to Meng Jing: "Master Meng, I want you to go to the study!"

"Okay!" Meng Jing waved her hand.

When the strong man saw that Meng Jing was leaving, a look of disappointment suddenly appeared on his face, and even a trace of sadness appeared in his eyes.

"The City Lord's Palace is not in charge of the killings between your mercenary groups. Whether Motie can defend it depends on the situation! The premise is not to disturb the people, understand?" Meng Jing's voice came.

This statement made the strong man's eyes confused when he heard the words.

……

Meng Cheng's study room in the city lord's mansion.

"Dad, why are you calling me?" Meng Jing opened the door and asked directly when she saw Meng Cheng's wrinkled face.

Meng Cheng smiled, took out a gold-edged document dyed unique to the royal family, handed it to Meng Jing and said, "Read it for yourself!"

Meng Jing was suspicious, took the document, and thought to himself: It's mysterious.

"Huh?" Meng Jing took a look and exclaimed: "So soon? I thought I had to wait at least a year!"

"That's right! I'm surprised too!" Meng Cheng looked out the window at the horizon and sighed: "It's been almost ten years since I came here. From the time when I first joined the Dou King to the current Seven-Star Dou King, I can finally go to the Empire to be quiet. Enjoy your retirement in a safe city!”

"Alas, the ambition I once had is getting stronger and stronger with age... well, let's not talk about it!" Meng Cheng shook his head and said.

The document stated that the royal family agreed to deploy Meng Cheng to other cities.

This city is Utan City in the northwest of the empire, a remote but safe and tranquil place.

"Go and get ready!" Meng Cheng said: "The new city lord will arrive here the day after tomorrow. I will hand over the work and set off for Wutan City!" "Okay! Obey the military order!" Meng Jing stood upright, revealing her pure white hair. teeth.

"Say goodbye to some of your children!" Meng Cheng said, "I also need to say goodbye to some of my colleagues!"

"After all, we are so far apart and we will never see each other again in our lifetime!"

……

Late at night, the moon is high in the sky and the sky is filled with stars.

The streets of Stone Desert City looked very deserted, except for those stores that looked very uncomfortable with red lanterns hung and were not closed.

There were not many pedestrians along the way.

There is no way, Shimo City is a border city, and it is also the closest city to the Snake Tribe. Civilians do not dare to go out for business or work at night.

Meng Jing was wearing light civilian clothes, with beads of sweat showing on his forehead. After bidding farewell to several like-minded friends from Mocheng, he quickly arrived at Shimocheng.

Meng Jing walked on the deserted street, and then walked to an even more deserted street until he came to a shop with the word "antique" hanging on it.

Looking at the lights inside that were not extinguished, Meng Jing pushed the door open and saw that it was unlocked, so she walked in directly.

Kakacha.

A frictional and harsh sound.

"Closing!" came an old voice.

In front of some piles of old and tattered antiques, a white-haired, stooped old man sat carving a stone tablet.

"Old man!" Meng Jing shouted.

The white-haired old man raised his head and looked at Meng Jing. A trace of impatience flashed through his turbid eyes, and he said coldly: "Why is it you again? If you don't go to bed at night, what are you doing here? I don't want you to do this. woman!"

"Why are you so impatient?" Meng Jing walked up to the other party and said.

"You kid, you come here every once in a while and I don't want to buy anything! Are you bothered?" The old man said coldly: "If I hadn't seen that you are the son of the city lord, I would have broken your legs long ago!"

The words are cold.

"Haha!" Meng Jing smiled, glanced at the antique store, muttering about the junk in his heart, and said: "If there is a good treasure here, I will eat up the store!"

"..." The white-haired old man asked the other party: "How did you know that I don't have any good things here? Isn't it because you are blind?"

"Forget it, I won't talk nonsense to you!" Meng Jing said: "Actually, I came here to ask you your name one last time!"

"I don't have a name!" The old man snorted and said, "I've told you many times!"

"It's been a year! I've asked more than a dozen times, but you haven't said anything every time!" Meng Jing said, "I'm really unwilling and doubting my own personality!"

Meng Jing was very suspicious. The person in front of him definitely had an extraordinary identity. However, he used the power of the City Lord's Mansion to secretly check this person, but he still could not find out his identity.

The more I checked, the more suspicious I became.

"Don't tell me!" The white-haired old man said in a cold tone: "Get out of here! Don't let me throw you out!"

"I'll leave as you say. After all, we won't come to visit you, a lonely old man, anymore!" Meng Jing said, spreading his hands.

"Huh?" The white-haired old man looked at Meng Jing.

"My father is going to Wutan City to be the city lord!" Meng Jing said.

"It's none of my business!" the white-haired old man said, "It's just pure!"

"..." Meng Jing saw that the other party was so ruthless, and his young heart felt like it was being pricked with needles. (The reincarnated Meng Jing is around [-] years old, blurry.)
Then Meng Jing sighed and said: "Well, actually you guessed it right before!"

"What?" The old man looked at Meng Jing in confusion.

"Then I'll let you guess why I always bother you!"

"I said I was just bored and caring, and came to visit the lonely old man!" Meng Jing said, "But you said I came here to try my luck!"

The white-haired old man sneered when he heard this, lowered his head and continued to do what he was doing, as if Meng Jing didn't exist at all.

Seeing the other party's cold expression, Meng Jing didn't care, but continued: "I am indeed trying my luck. In fact, I have been wondering whether you, who lives alone and has a weird temper, are the same as in the script. Could it be? A peerless master who hides in the city?"

"If that's the case, I'll please you and give you some small gifts every year during the holidays. Maybe you'll be impressed and let you give me a few heaven-level fighting skills with a wave of your hand!"

When the white-haired old man heard this, veins popped up on his forehead. Then he regained his mood, looked at Meng Jing with a pair of plain eyes and said calmly: "First point, you guessed wrong. I am not a so-called expert, but a real person." A truly eccentric old man! I don’t have a heavenly rank, but I do have several pornographic books! Do you want it?”

Meng Jing said with expectation: "You are indeed weird, I agree with this! It seems that you were emotionally hurt in the past. I am very curious, can you tell me?"

"..." The white-haired old man suddenly smiled. His smile was so strange and so charming that it made Meng Jing feel shivers down his spine.

The old man then said in a cold voice: "Second point, even if I am, why should I give you a chance? Why should I tell you? You kid...why?"

Why?
These words were like a real knife thrust into the heart, immediately making Meng Jing silent.

"Let's go, boy, I thank you for coming to see me, but I really don't need it!" the white-haired old man said: "If you continue to mess around, you won't let me, an old man, go..."

"Don't worry! It won't happen again!" Meng Jing walked to the door and said, "I will leave the day after tomorrow, and I will never come to see you again!"

After seeing Meng Jing leave completely, the white-haired old man snorted coldly and whispered: "...I have changed from you to you! It's really..."

PS: Hai Bodong doesn’t know how he wrote it?Give me a suggestion and I can modify it then. (End of chapter)