All Heavens Hongmeng Tree

Jiuquan County is the western frontier of the Daning Empire, it is very desolate, and there are barbarians in chaos all the year round, witches and ghosts are rampant, it can be said that it is the Jedi in officialdom.

Chapter five hundred and ninety-eight reunion

A muffled bang woke everyone who was sleeping.

Suddenly a head emerged from the ground.

Yan Chixia drew her sword and shouted, "Where is the left way?"

"Hey, don't chop, don't chop!" A young Taoist priest covered in mud emerged from the ground and rubbed his head, "I'm not a sidewalk, I'm a walking disciple of the Kunlun School, and the Taoist name is Zhiqiu Yiye."

When everyone lit the fire, they saw a big bag bulging on the head of the big-nosed young Taoist priest, and blood was flowing on his forehead.

Ning Caichen said, "Brother, are you alright?"

Zhiqiu Yiye smiled awkwardly and said, "It's alright, alright. Hey, I'm not very proficient in the earth escape technique, I just hit a rock. Hehe, I made you laugh."

Ning Caichen said, "Is it you who were followed by those monks just now? Take the liberty to ask, why are they chasing you?"

Zhiqiu Yiye said angrily, "Those monks are not monks at all, they are devils in human skins!

They actually abduct women and children!

After being discovered by me, I rescued the women and girls and sent them to the county government.

Who would have thought that the county magistrate was actually with them. He turned his face and refused to recognize anyone. He also said that I was still abducting and selling women and children.

Those yamen could not help me, and then these monks shot.

There were quite a few monks in that group of monks who knew how to do magic tricks.

Alas, what the world is, it is completely upside down, good and evil have no retribution! "

Zhuge Wolong's eyes were faint, this Ye Zhiqiu had justice in his heart, and he was also a disciple of the Kunlun School, a major Taoist sect. Didn't he happen to be the master's assistant general?

Moreover, the Emperor of Heaven asked to consecrate the gods in the human world, so it is not a simple matter of changing the dynasty. It must involve all the practitioners and demons and monsters in the world.

The Daning court side has that national teacher, and at first glance, it is not a good way.

Although Ning Caichen has a relatively strong practitioner like Yan Chixia, but Yan Chixia is a lonely person, and she cultivated it by herself by relying on the inheritance obtained by chance.

Therefore, a cultivator with a background like Zhiqiu Yiye was needed.

Therefore, under Zhuge Wolong's wooing, Zhiqiu Yiye agreed to follow them to the capital to see.

Besides, there are fellow experts like Yan Chixia, who can learn and exchange a lot.

The next day, they set off for the capital.

The journey was quite uneven, and it took nearly two months to finally arrive in the capital before the new year.

"Is this the capital?" Zhiqiu Yiye couldn't help sighing while looking at the bustling city.

Even Juzi from the prosperous land in the south of the Yangtze River are amazed at the prosperity of the capital.

The houses and pavilions are lined up, and the crowd is bustling, rubbing shoulders.

Everyone saw the prosperous scene, but Zhuge Wolong saw the apocalypse of the dynasty.

Because almost all the people at the bottom walk in a hurry, and there are almost no idlers, but their faces are hungry, and there is anxiety and numbness in their expressions.

Even the upper-class nobles seemed to have a hint of fear and numbness. They whispered softly during the conversation, their eyes were erratic, and no one talked and laughed loudly, as if they were afraid of angering something.

People in the whole city gave people a weird feeling, as if they were living with a mask.

Zhuge Wolong walked up to Ning Caichen and asked in a low voice, "My lord, what do you think of this capital?"

He also wanted to hear Ning Caichen's opinion. If Ning Caichen had enough penetrating power, it would be much easier for him to assist him.

If the monarch is incompetent, no matter how capable he is, he will not be able to do anything.

Ning Caichen said in a low voice, "Is your teacher testing me?"

He looked at the left and right and no one was approaching, and said in a low voice: "The book says that the mouth of defending the people is better than the mouth of defending the river. In the past, when Xia Jie was a road, it is similar to the current Daning Dynasty. It seems that Guozuo will not be long. already."

Zhuge Wolong said: "When you arrive in the capital, the lord should pay attention to his words and deeds. There are many ears and eyes of the national teacher, so it is not appropriate to stand out at this time."

Ning Caichen nodded.

They traveled together and stayed in the same inn together, and were sitting upstairs to eat.

Suddenly, I saw people on the street turning their backs, and someone shouted: "The skinheads are here!"

The women on the street went to their homes to hide.

Even a seventy-year-old old woman, down to a six- or seven-year-old little girl, is no exception.

Under the astonished eyes of Zhong Zhuzi, half of the pedestrians on the street were reduced.

One of the shop assistants asked, "Man, what's the situation? What is the origin of the skinhead they called?"

The second shopkeeper whispered: "Since the national teacher settled in Daxiangguo Temple, his disciples have been accepting apprentices.

Those rogues on the streets shaved their heads one after another, transformed themselves, and became the disciples and grandchildren of the national master.

The thieves of these people are hard to change, but they intensify their efforts, swaggering through the market every day, acting indiscriminately, and even forcibly robbing women.

In short, these fake monks are so daring that even the lady of the official family dares to provoke them. "