Guarding the prison for a hundred years, being born to overwhelm the demon king

Chapter 164 Meet Tofu Xi Shi again, the waiter in the shop, the white-haired old man, happy birthday!

"Xiang Guo, what do you think about this matter?"

Jiang Guanshui said with a strange expression.

When he saw this memorial for the first time, he also felt it was incredible. He only felt that the content of the memorial was nonsense and should not be taken seriously.

After all, since leaving prison and regaining his freedom, Jiang Guanshui has read a lot of ancient and modern classics, and also knows many difficulties in the Great Xia Dynasty.

In addition to the infestation of demons and the plunder of demonic forces, the scorched-earth territory in the northern part of Daxia has always been a heart disease, which is difficult to cure.

According to legend, in the early years, in the northern part of Daxia, the fishery was developed, the aquatic plants were plentiful, and there were countless wonders and beautiful scenery, which made people dizzy.

But not long after the first emperor ascended the throne, one day, in the northern part of Great Xia, a stream of fire suddenly fell from the sky, like a falling sun, burning thousands of miles away!

Many water veins were evaporated in an instant, the grass and trees were burned to dry ashes, and the swimming fish turned into mummies, and countless people were killed and injured!

Since then, no matter how hard the late emperor tried, he could not change the fact that the northern part of Great Xia had been turned into scorched earth for thousands of miles, and it has continued to this day.

But this memorial said that a sudden heavy rain solved the heartache that had been in the depths of the summer for hundreds of years!

Anyone who listens will regard it as a joke.

"Um……"

After reading the memorial, Chen Xiangguo's gaze stopped at the signature place, the name "Zhang Linzheng".

He pondered for a moment, and then said: "The Minister of Hubu is an upright man, honest in style, and never cheats."

"Even if His Majesty carefully cleaned the interior, he did not find any traces of corruption."

"Therefore, the veteran speculates that there is a high probability that this matter is true!"

"Xiangguo, are there really immortals in this world?"

Jiang Guanshui looked stunned, and then couldn't help but speak.

"Have!"

However, unexpectedly, Chen Xiangguo seemed to know something. He didn't think about it for long before he immediately spoke solemnly.

Jiang Guanshui was full of doubts. He was about to continue to ask, but Chen Xiangguo said bluntly: "Ninth Prince, the old minister feels that the construction of statues and temples can be agreed!"

"Then follow the words of Xiangguo."

Jiang Guanshui also knew how to advance and retreat, his eyes moved slightly, he didn't mention it again, and then he smiled and said.

……

Early in the morning, the noise of vendors in the imperial city decreased a little.

Since the flood, the enthusiasm of nearby people to buy tofu in Taohua Lane has also decreased a lot.

Although there are still many people coming, it is not as lively as before.

Su Bai had just entered Peach Blossom Lane, and was about to eat a delicious meal, when he saw a man and a woman at the door of the tofu shop, still talking.

The woman is naturally the tofu Xishi from Xiangniang Tofu Shop.

The man was a fat middle-aged man with a wide body, and he was dressed luxuriously. He looked like a wealthy businessman.

"Good lady! Just come with me!"

"I'm on the east side of the imperial city, and I've already bought a large courtyard that can accommodate a hundred people. As long as you follow me, you will be served every day when you get dressed and eat. Isn't it better than selling tofu here?"

"Master Chen! If you pester my little girl again, I will report to the police!"

The middle-aged fat man begged Xiang Niang, but Xiang Niang looked coldly.

Su Bai looked up, and was about to look back and continue cooking.

But he never thought that Xiang Niang in Peach Blossom Alley caught a glimpse of his figure, her eyes lit up immediately, and she waved to him quickly: "Master Su! Master Su, why are you here..."

Su Bai frowned slightly, always feeling something weird.

He stared at the woman intently, but didn't find any problems.

It's really strange.

But people are forced to do this. He is wearing an official robe, so it makes no sense to ignore him.

Su Bai turned serious, and stepped forward.

"Master Su? Who are you?"

Master Chen stared at Su Bai suspiciously.

Before Su Bai could answer, Xiangniang said for him: "Master Su is the Chief Director of the Prison Town Prison Mansion, and the entire prison is under his control!"

"Suppressing prison mansion...prison..."

As soon as Mr. Chen heard these two words, his expression changed instantly. He immediately said nothing more, cupped his hands towards Su Bai, and left in a hurry.

Seeing Master Chen leave, Xiangniang breathed a sigh of relief.

"Before, Master Su drove away those rascals for me, and I haven't thanked him yet, but this time, he has troubled Master Su again..."

"Just a little thing."

Su Bai glanced at her intently, then waved his hand with a smile, and when he turned to leave, his fingertips passed by a trace of undetectable silver.

Looking at Su Bai's leaving figure, Xiang Niang hummed an unknown tune and walked into the tofu house.

Inside the house, the old woman who was grinding beans with a millstone stood up.

She wiped Kong Wu's strong right hand on the apron, and said in a low voice, "Saint, I will deal with that Chen!"

"No need to go to war, just take off two arms."

Xiang Niang didn't even raise her head, she was still working, and then she said with a smile: "That person named Chen did a great job today, allowing me to meet the Holy Son again."

Speaking of this, a strange color flashed in her eyes, "It's just that the Holy Son of this generation seems to be a little special."

After thinking for a moment, she spoke solemnly.

"Old Silver!"

"The old servant is here!"

"Three days later, I will set off and return to the Soul Eater Demon Sect. I want to meet the ancestor in person!"

"Yes! Saintess!"

……

After walking out of Peach Blossom Alley, Su Bai thought in his heart while walking on the street.

"This woman is not simple. She seems to have a mysterious energy surrounding her. She is so close to me, and she may have a big conspiracy."

"However, it doesn't matter. I have left a ray of spiritual thought in my body to spy on everything around me."

"Perhaps, this ray of spiritual thought will be of great use in the future..."

Thinking about it, Su Bai suddenly saw that Zhang Wei, who was wearing the robe of the Town Prison Mansion, was coming out of Fuyuan Building with a piece of pastry.

After the two met, they talked for a while, and then walked towards the prison.

……

On the street at this time, an old man was sitting on the ground and begging.

"thanks, thanks……"

To every pedestrian who threw money at him, he kept thanking him, buried his head on the ground, and knelt down deeply.

He has a mess of white hair, foul-smelling dirt, and flies.

A pair of strange blue pupils are quite eye-catching, and the old face is covered with deep chiseling marks carved by the years!

Snapped!
At a certain moment, someone dropped a broken piece of silver into his broken bowl.

"thanks, thanks!"

The old man kowtowed again and again, but the man quickly helped him up, signaling him not to do so.

Until the figure of the old man gradually blurred...

Only then did Su Bai ask with a smile, "This should be your salary for this month, right?"

"Why did you just give it all to that person without even thinking about it?"

Zhang Wei said without hesitation: "When the man thanked him, his words were sincere and sincere, and he bowed deeply to everyone who handed him money. He didn't look like a person who specialized in begging and gaining sympathy."

"I guess, he may also have some unspeakable secrets."

"We're all human, and we can help a little bit."

Zhang Wei smiled, then said indifferently.

"It's just a month's salary."

"If you give it, you will give it."

"It's a big deal, I'm out of money, just ask my cheap old man again, and that's the point!"

Good guy!
Professional cheating, right? ?
"You boy!"

Su Bai chuckled and patted his shoulder.

The two joked with each other and strode towards the prison.

Before leaving, Su Bai's fingertips spilled out a ray of silver light, wrapped in a piece or two of silver, and fell into the old man's bowl concealedly.

……

"Enough...enough!"

An hour later.

The old man looked at the broken silver and copper coins in the broken bowl, surprise overflowing from his eyes.

He stumbled up and walked towards Fuyuan Tower, muttering something in his mouth, his eyes full of memories and soft colors.

Arrive in front of Fuyuan Tower.

But with a dazed expression, he discovered that Fuyuan Building had just closed for some reason and closed the door.

The old man sat down slumped with eyes full of blankness, hugged his body, and lowered his head.

The morning sunlight fell on him, making him look like an old wolf on the verge of death.

I don't know how long it has been.

"What are you doing sitting here?"

A shop waiter who finished cleaning up the shop pushed the door out and walked out. Then he looked stunned and asked with lowered eyebrows.

The old man suddenly raised his head, his face full of enthusiasm and said: "I need to buy a pastry!"

His words were earnest, almost pleading, perhaps because his body was too weak, he was panting a little while speaking.

"Sorry, we have something to do and we are closed!"

The waiter frowned and said helplessly.

Then he said, "You can come back tomorrow."

The old man held up the broken bowl in his hand. Under the reflection of the sun, he raised his head, his chest rose and fell, and gasped, "I need this pastry today."

"Son, please!"

With his blue eyes open, he looked up at the shop waiter, the corners of his lips parted slightly, his face trembling.

The shop clerk frowned, shook his head to the right, and refused to look at the old man.

He pursed his lips, feeling very embarrassed.

……

In the evening, on a barren hill.

The old man placed the delicate pastries in front of a half-corroded blue stone tablet.

He sat down slowly and stared at the stele intently.

The setting sun was like broken rain, soaking the white hair on my head.

After a long time, he closed his eyes tightly and spoke gently and calmly.

"Auspicious birthday, madam."

(End of this chapter)