I can't live forever, so I have to reincarnate infinitely

Chapter 52

Du Youqian didn't play any tricks of private visits in micro-services, but drove the flying boat with great fanfare, and flew the chubby guy Guo Mingsheng directly to the City Lord's Mansion of Wenzhe City.

The city lord and a group of management staff who had received the news earlier, with hundreds of beautiful maidservants, were waiting outside the mansion early.

When Du Youqian's flying boat descended slowly, hundreds of people bowed down respectfully under the leadership of the city lord.

"Welcome the envoy!"

If you are a monk who is dedicated to hard work and has never experienced anything in the world, when you first encounter this battle, you may suddenly feel the wonderful taste of power, and you will feel a sense of ecstasy, and even your heart will start to shake a little.

Naturally, Du Youqian would not be like this.

In that life, he had the most power in the country of Wu.

It would be a little wrong to say that he is under one person, because even the emperor is only the lord of Wu in name.

If he thought about it, he would just take it easy to abolish and establish.

In that life, he was already broken, no longer nostalgic, only admiring the Dao.

Not to mention nowadays.

Power, wealth and honor are just floating clouds to him.

Du Youqian nodded indifferently, and with a glance, he saw through the psychological activities of many people through the respectful, flattering, indifferent, or pretending serious expressions of these people.

However, it doesn't really make sense to see through it.

He's not here to fight for power.

So what if the king's flag changes at the top of the city?

He only needs to sit in front of the court and watch the flowers bloom and fall, and look at the sky to enjoy the clouds and clouds.

"Get up. I'm a person of quiet cultivation. If you have nothing to do, don't bother me. If you have something, hand it over to the city lord. If the city lord can't solve it, come to me again. If it disturbs my practice, no matter whether it is reasonable or not, I will punish him."

In one sentence, it sets the tone.

I am not here to solve your problems for you.

Those of you who are ambitious, don't try to pull Lao Tzu's banner to get rid of your competitors.

If you want to play, you can play by yourself, don't waste my time.

I've offended Lao Tzu, whether you are righteous or evil, let's hit [-] boards each first.

is this okay?

Of course, it is not a good thing for Wenzhe City.

For some managers with small calculations, it is not a good thing.

But be nice to Du Youqian.

He didn't really come to be a babysitter.

It's just taking the opportunity of being a guard to get rid of the heavy tasks of alchemy and weapon refining.

The city lord and the government officials and military officers looked at each other in blank dismay, but there were not many surprises.

Because, thousands of years ago, many guards had this kind of virtue, and it was not uncommon.

They have also worked out a set of formulas to deal with guarding.

It doesn't matter whether guards are greedy for money or lustful;

There are ways to deal with it.

In short, everyone takes what they need, let the guard get what he wants, and the administrators get what they want.

If the guards are satisfied, so are they.

As for the residents of the city, they must also be satisfied.

Even if you are not satisfied, you have to be satisfied.

Everyone is satisfied.

However, this time, some people made too much noise.

In fact, they secretly hope that this time, a stronger guard will come to rectify them.

But... hey, it's all life.

The Lord Guardian has already threatened so bluntly, they really dare not disturb the Lord's Qingxiu.

He is also not qualified to ask the Chongxuan faction for another guard.

It is even more impossible for the guardian to "fall into the water", "sink into illness", "sudden death in a dream" and the like like a mortal.

Only to find another way.

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It has been more than two months since I came to Wenzhe City, and Du Youqian still doesn't leave the door, doesn't go out the door, and concentrates on hard work... What a fart.

In the sect, he practiced hard and made alchemy every day, and now he finally broke out of the barriers, so he naturally had to make waves.

Of course, for a person who has lived for more than 200 years, the most difficult thing in this world to obtain is freshness.

And all kinds of extravagant enjoyment, beauties and wine, deep love, fragrant cars and BMWs, galloping and hunting... the things that the world likes and admires, to Du Youqian, are no longer fresh.

In this world where the development of social technology is extremely slow because of the existence of immortal cultivators, sometimes time seems to be pressed the pause button.

Du Youqian even suspected that even if he retreated for 1000 years, he would not see anything new when he opened his eyes.

Therefore, Du Youqian's "wave" is nothing more than dismantling a few sets of interesting formations, pondering over several interesting pills that the school didn't allow him to refine repeatedly because of the low cost performance, etc.

Then there are a lot of male and female servants guarding the entrance of his cave, ready to serve him at any time; and the eyeliners of various forces caught in it.

After changing his appearance, he met up with Xiaopangdun, and Xiaopangdun took him to walk around the city to get a grasp of the basic situation, so as not to be fooled by others as a fool.

Little Fatty likes those elementary enjoyments, like a fish returning to the water, and his practice is a bit wasted.

If Du Youqian didn't look for him, at the advanced stage of social cow disease, he might be bored in the arms of beauties in brothels every day; or find an old gourmet restaurant to eat and drink;

In this regard, as a friend, Du Youqian advised him a few words.

He didn't listen, and Du Youqian didn't bother to persuade him.

If there is a chance, Du Youqian will not hesitate to give him a blow; if there is no chance, it is his fate, and he has no destiny.

Du Youqian was a little annoyed when he saw Xiaopangdun's delirious, happy-go-lucky look.

Simply out of sight and out of sight, and soon no longer let the little fat pier lead the way, but acted alone.

On this day, Du Youqian came to the City Lord's Mansion and passed between the two soldiers at the gate.

The two sergeants happened to look up at a flying bird, but they didn't see him.

He walked through the garden, along the verandah, into the depths.

Obviously he was just wandering around, but every time his eyes were about to fall on him, he always looked at other places for other reasons.

Even if they passed by the sentry post, the other party didn't notice it.

As if he had entered no one's land, he broke into an unremarkable small building, and then he jumped lightly and landed on the top of the building.

Arranged a small array at random to hide the breath.

After a little exercise, the voice of the conversation in the small building became clear to the ear.

He sat down gracefully, and took out a palm-sized jade gourd from his treasure bag.

Unplug the red warm jade, and immediately the aroma of wine overflows.

Fortunately, there is a formation to cover it, otherwise it might make everyone in the small building drunk.

The glutton in Du Youqian's belly started to growl, he smiled and raised his head to the sky and drank a few sips, and the whole person immediately calmed down from the inside out.

He stopped moving, enjoying the feeling of complete relaxation, his ears catching the conversations coming from the small building.

Listening to stories with wine is a habit he developed many years ago.

After the conversation in the building was over and everyone left one after another, Du Youqian stood up unsteadily, removed the hidden formation, and left the City Lord's Mansion.

As he walked, he thought: "Some people, the trouble is a bit outrageous, and it's time to clean it up. Otherwise, if there is a real thunderstorm, I, the guard, will also suffer. Although the sect party will not treat me too harshly, even if something serious happens, the most likely punishment for me is to lift the board high and drop it lightly, but it will also lose face."

"According to their description, it seems that there are other forces behind the scenes. Who should test it out? Well, the little chubby is good, with rough skin and thick flesh, and I heard that there are so many beauties in that place, so he should be satisfied."

(End of this chapter)