"Guo Quan, right? The third shopkeeper of Fuxiang's shop?" The question was Wei Ming, an old man with white beard, the owner of the abandoned martial arts hall, who had just left the customs today.

Guo Quan made a fuss, "Dare you asking the owner, have you sent two disciples to Yancheng for assassination?"

Wei Ming was stunned and then smiled, "Shopkeeper Guo was joking. Yancheng is in a remote corner and cannot reach the eyes of his own Dharma..."

"The owner?" Guo Quan interrupted his words, "The villain takes the liberty and asks the owner to tell him."

Wei Ming snorted, a fierce light flashed in his eyes, and asked in a deep voice: "So what if there is, so what if there is no?"

Guo Quan replied: "If so, please ask the owner of the museum to mobilize his disciples immediately to attack Yancheng. If not, the villain will take his leave, pack his bags, and flee to other places."

Wei Ming clenched his fist and put it on his lips, coughed lightly, and waited for everyone around him to retreat, and asked, "I really puzzled my opinion on the shopkeeper Guo. How dare I ask Manager Guo, why is attacking and what is the intention of escaping?"

Guo Quan did not sit down and bowed to reply, "In the battle of Yancheng, Shi Fei was captured, Shi Tiangang was seriously injured and died, and all five hundred dead guards fell - Tang Shan now has three Xuan Gods and 100,000 soldiers and guards, and they already have the ability to attack the abolition capital. If the owner of the museum did send someone to assassinate him, he should attack him and attack quickly and destroy Yancheng. Otherwise, once Tang Shan freed up his hands, the abolition capital might not be guaranteed."

"Shopkeeper Guo, I know that you have a personal grudge with Tang Shan. You shouldn't want to use me to avenge you?"

Wei Ming stared at him, his eyes as sharp as a knife.

"That's right!" Guo Quan admitted frankly and said loudly: "The villain has left a suspicion in Yancheng. If the owner of the museum takes Yancheng, he can provide military information to the owner. I just hope that the owner of the museum will hand over Tang Shan to the villain to calm the resentment in the villain's heart."

Wei Ming lowered his face, "Shopkeeper Guo is worthy of being a businessman, and he has made a great plan. Unfortunately, I did not send anyone to assassinate Tang Shan, nor did I intend to attack Yancheng."

Guo Quan's face changed, "Then the villain should run away, and the owner of the museum will let the villain go."

"Are you afraid that I will use you as a favor and make friends with Tang Shan?" Wei Ming asked, with murderous intentions in his eyes.

Guo Quan smiled bitterly, "At this time, the situation in Yancheng is unknown, so the owner of the museum will naturally not touch me. But once the owner of the museum contacts Tang Shan and makes up for his past grudges, he may not have a way out."

Wei Ming thought about it, then suddenly laughed and said, "I am the owner of the Martial Arts Hall of the Abandoned Capital. What is Tang Shan? I am just a martial artist. Can I use your life to make friends with him? Go back, even if you do your business with peace of mind. As long as it is under the jurisdiction of my Martial Arts Hall, I can completely guarantee your safety."

Fuxiang Main Store.

The guys are busy with greenery.

Guo Quan was savoring the tea comfortably, and a servant was waiting by his side.

"You shouldn't have gone to see Wei Ming without authorization, this is very dangerous." The servant secretly spread the sound.

"It's okay, I'll take this step sooner or later. Now is an opportunity." Guo Quan sipped tea while transmitting a message, "I said I had a suspicion in Yancheng. Wei Ming would not touch me just that."

"But what if he accepts your suggestion and mobilizes people to attack Yancheng?"

"The three brothers Wei Ming are all the first level of heavenly mysterious gods, and there is no hope of breaking through the second level of heaven. With their cultivation level, how dare they touch the city lord?"

"I can't fight, I can only ask for peace?"

"You have to bring some gifts to seek peace!" Guo Quan had no expression on his face, but he felt quite contented. "When the city lord fights with the Shi family, the treasury is probably empty. Once Wei Ming's gift arrives, the city lord's life will be better."

Tang Shan’s life was not easy, and the demon pill was gone, which really made him feel pressured.

But his pressure made Jiang Cheng frightened.

He followed Tang Shan to hunt and actually took on all the expenses, military achievements, pensions and other related matters of Ding Wei's camp were also proceeding in an orderly manner.

Tang Shan suddenly scratched his head and had a bitter face.

Because Mrs. Yanhou arrived gracefully.

Recently, every time I see Mrs. Yanhou, he looks like this.

Because there is only one thing for Mrs. Yanhou to enter the mansion - the Demon Pill.

"So what's wrong?" he asked with a sigh.

"The family of the fallen soldiers are all taken!"

There was no sign of worry on Mrs. Yanhou's face, and she was still giggling. Because over the past few days, she had made her believe in a truth that no matter what difficult things were, the city lord had a way to solve them.

With such a conclusion, she no longer had any worries, and even hoped that the more serious the problem, the better, to see what could stump the city lord.

"What does it mean to pick it up... How many people have come..." Tang Shan felt so weak that his voice trembled.

The smile on Mrs. Yanhou's face became even worse. She opened her teeth lightly and spit out a string of numbers, "More than 17,300 households, more than 36,000 people. These people cannot be resettled in batches. In other words, the city lord has to distribute demon pills now and build 20,000 houses. This is the first batch, the subsequent one..."

"Wait, wait." Tang Shan felt extremely immense, and quickly interrupted her and asked, "I remember that in the battle with the 500 Dead Guards, there were less than 15,000 soldiers and guards in the battle. Besides, some of them lived in Yancheng, so why did more than 17,000 families come to me all at once, or the first batch?"

Mrs. Yanhou's smile turned into a flower, "The city lord loved his subordinates, and the soldiers who were preparing to die for the city lord also moved their families to seek peace of mind."

"That's it!" Tang Shan sighed, and asked with his trembling lips: "Then, how many demon pills do you think you need in total?"

"I have asked the merchant to start building a house, and it can be completed in three days... and furniture decoration is also needed... military achievements and pension matters cannot be stopped..." Mrs. Yan Hou calculated silently, "100 million."

The jade palm stretched in front of Tang Shan.

"Take my life while I'm sick!" Tang Shan muttered, shook his head, "No!"

When he went out to hunt, in three days, he and Jiang Cheng combined, and tens of millions of demon pills were already the limit.

The number of demon pills needed now has increased ten times, so tired that he vomited blood and could not complete it.

"No, there must be!"

Mrs. Yanhou raised her face and refused to hold back her jade palm. Judging from her tone, she had no choice but to discuss it.

Tang Shan looked at Jiang Cheng and asked for help from him.

Jiang Zhenke reacted, spread his hands, shrugged his shoulders, and shook his head.

"City Lord? Happy event, great event!" Gao Jiao ran in and shouted happily.

But he immediately felt that the atmosphere was wrong and couldn't help but stare at the local area.

Tang Shan looked dull and looked at Mrs. Yanhou. Mrs. Yanhou stretched out his jade palm and smiled charmingly. Jiang Cheng looked helpless.

"What's wrong?" Gao Jiao asked reluctantly.

"Your happy event is best related to the demon pill!"

Tang Shan had a calm face and was very willing to vent his anger on him.

"Related!" Gao Jiao's answer made Tang Shan's eyes lit up.

But the subsequent answer disappointed him, "Wei Ming, the owner of the Martial Arts Hall in the Abandoned Capital, sent someone to see him, and gave him five million demon pills, one hundred thousand spiritual pills, and three thousand immortal herbs."

Five million demon pills are also a great gift, but compared to the current hole, it is a drop in the bucket. The so-called spiritual pills and fairy grass are naturally Fulong pills and Cuiji grass, which are not practical.

Mrs. Yanhou felt a little regretful, retracted her hand, and sighed: "It's over, the city lord's 100 million demon pills are settled!"

Tang Shan was stunned for a while before coming to his senses, and asked in confusion: "How do you say this?"

Jiang Cheng laughed secretly, it seemed that he already knew the reason.

But when he smiled, Tang Shan was even more confused.

Mrs. Yanhou's eyes narrowed into a crescent moon and explained with a smile: "Yancheng fought with the Shi family, and the city lord is famous. Now even the abandoned martial arts hall has to treat it with courtesy, so naturally the surrounding 180 small cities will not dare to neglect it. If I had expected it, then the martial artists of the 180 small cities will send people to pay their respects to the city lord. As for the demon pills, there are hundreds of thousands of demon pills, and the most are millions. Together, the 100 million demon pills will be settled!"

"Haha..." Tang Shan giggled foolishly, and then said proudly: "Look, the blessed people don't have to be busy, the blessed people run away. I am worried about the matter of resettling the family of the military guards, and the demon pill is delivered to the door by himself."

Mrs. Yanhou also laughed, with a little naughty, pinched out a storage bag, put it on the table, and said in a sweet voice: "Mr. Alang has sent the spirit stones. I have taken away the part of my body. This is the city lord's, a total of two hundred."

"Spirit Stone?" Gaojiao Ghost screamed, then staggered, unsteadily standing, almost falling to the ground.

Jiang Cheng squinted his eyes instantly, turned his head slowly, and looked at Tang Shan.

"Oh! You two don't know yet?" Mrs. Yan pretended to be surprised, grabbed a handful of spirit stones in the cloth bag, and scattered them on the table, "Here, isn't this a spirit stone?" As she said that, she smiled again, stuck out her tongue at Tang Shan, and left.

Tang Shan sat motionlessly on the chair like a clay sculpture.

"Is this a spirit stone? This is a spirit stone?" Gao Jiao's cry had already lost its voice, his face turned red, like a cooked prawn, his eyes were as big as an egg, looking directly at the shiny spirit stones scattered on the table.

"City Lord?" Jiang Cheng called out lightly and said lightly: "The prince actually supplies spirit stones to the city lord. This is a taboo. This matter must not be disclosed."

He licked his lips, "The city lord did this matter secretly enough, even his subordinates were hiding it?"

Tang Shan smiled, his smile stiff.

"I wonder if Mrs. Yanhou has received the spirit stones from the city lord for a long time? Otherwise, how could she break through to the top Daluo?" Jiang Cheng's mind was not slow and quickly connected the matter. "Mr. Alang's wolf guard is mysterious all day long. Are he also relying on spirit stones to improve his skills?"

Tang Shan was speechless, but he knew what Jiang Cheng would say next.

Sure enough, Jiang Cheng stood up and bowed to him without hesitation, saying, "Although my subordinates are the prince's people, they are also serving the city lord like Mrs. Yanhou. What she doesn't have, my subordinates don't fight for it, but should I have the treatment she enjoys?"

Tang Shan nodded immediately and said without hesitation: "It should be there, it should be there!"

Gao Jiao's reaction was not slow, and he couldn't stand up, and said aloud: "City Lord, my subordinates have poor qualifications and insufficient cultivation. I shouldn't have been worthy of asking for spirit stones from the city lord. But my subordinates led three top Daluo to collect taxes for the city lord..."

Tang Shan hurriedly interrupted him, "Okay, stop talking, you have a share!"

Half of the two hundred spirit stones were missing, and Jiang Cheng and Gao Jiao left with satisfaction.

"City Lord, the gifts sent by Wei Ming have been taken back to the treasury, but you have to meet his people, right?" Mrs. Yanhou replied and greeted her with a smile.

"This person is worth 100 million demon pills, so you can see it!"

Tang Shan looked at her, looking itchy, and she wanted to rush up and bite people...
Chapter completed!