"Ma Shangfeng!" Zhou Laodao stood calmly in the middle of the city gate, looking coldly at the middle-aged man who was coming straight towards him: "I guess it's time for you to come forward."
Lu Qian's spiritual thoughts swept over Ma Shangfeng's body, and he instantly analyzed the depth of his strength.
Taking Zhou Laodao as a specimen, Zhou Laodao's physical strength is ten, while Ma Shangfeng's physical strength is only six or so. In Zhou Laodao's body, the spiritual power of heaven and earth is transformed, and the qi and blood are integrated into one body.
If his strange power is ten, then Ma Shangfeng only has a little over four.
Overall, Ma Shangfeng's strength is only about 30% of Zhou Laodao's.
As a true cultivator of Taoism, Zhou Laodao said that he could chop off Ma Shangfeng with two or three swords, and it was indeed true.
"Let go of my son!" Ma Shangfeng stopped less than a foot away from Zhou Laodao, clenched his fists with both hands, and stared at Zhou Laodao: "What the children are doing, what kind of person are you, Zhou Laodao?
How can a big man bully a small man like this?"
Zhou Laodao stroked his chin with his left hand, and lightly stroked the handle of the cloak hanging on his waist with his right hand, and said solemnly: "I really shouldn't bully the small ones when it comes to the children's activities. I admit that you are right!
"
Pi Xiaorou twitched the corner of his mouth without a smile, and Zhou Laodao's tone became extremely cold: "It's just that the children's activities, fighting each other, and having their arms and legs broken, it's because I have no ability, and I deserve it."
Get beaten... Your baby is so capable, he actually went to hide in the Ximen Biao Camp and mobilized the rangers of the Ximen Biao Camp to besiege these two idiots of ours!"
Ma Shangfeng's face changed slightly, his eyes flickered, and he quickly glanced at Madian, who was tied up tightly in the motorcade.
Zhou Laodao said coldly: "These two incompetent idiots in my family deserve to be taught a lesson. But luckily, my seed, Zhengqi, and the rangers from Ximen Biao Camp were unable to do anything to them, and instead were knocked down by them.
Quite a few.”
"It's just that this wind can't last long!"
Zhou Laodao took two steps forward, approached Ma Shangfeng, and whispered: "This time, your sissy mobilized the rangers to attack our two idiots. What about next time? Can you mobilize the rangers and take advantage of the situation?
When I went out to do business, you slaughtered my entire family?"
Ma Shangfeng took two steps back violently and hissed: "There is absolutely no reason for this..."
Before Ma Shangfeng finished speaking, one of the men behind Ma Shangfeng bared his chest and only tied a breast shield with a thin iron chain on his chest. The man who exposed a large area of dark skin and chest hair let out a strange scream and carried a five-foot
The four men were stunned and rushed towards Zhou Laodao.
"Brother, Zhou Laodao is used to being domineering... Why are you trying to reason with him? Trick him!"
Ma Shangfeng's eyes twitched wildly, and he waved his hands hastily: "Wait a minute!"
It was too late to say that, but soon, the man had already waved his mace and smashed Zhou Laodao on the head with great courage. Zhou Laodao laughed strangely in anger, and the cloak knife spurted out with a "choking" sound, and a cold light appeared.
Like a whirlwind, it rushed towards the four stunned swords with a "swish" sound.
'choke'!
Sparks flew everywhere, and the four maces were chopped off by Zhou Laodao. The blade curled up, and the reckless man screamed strangely, and blood exploded from his chest. The goggles were split into two pieces, and there was almost a big disembowelment, and there was blood.
Amid the splash, he covered the wound with both hands and stepped backwards with a pale expression.
Many men traveling with Ma Shangfeng shouted in unison: "Brother, this is too much bullying, I can't bear it!"
Each of these men seemed to have been given a shot of blood, howling and screaming, charging forward on horseback, and charging straight towards Zhou Laodao.
Zhou Laodao sneered and faced him head-on without any fear. The cloak knife in his hand brought out a white and cold light. The sword light was more than a foot long, and a large blade light enveloped his whole body. For a moment, only the sword light was visible.
, there was no one in sight. All that could be heard was the howling of ghosts and wolf howls from the charging men. Their weapons were broken, blood splattered, and they immediately fell to the ground together with their horses.
Seeing that things had come to this, Ma Shangfeng's eyes were bloodshot and he shouted at the top of his lungs: "Zhou Laodao, do you really think I'm afraid of you?"
With a wave of his right hand, Ma Shangfeng grabbed the hilt of the sword hanging on his waist, like a cloak knife. The cold light on the hilt flashed, and a blade of more than four feet long erupted from the originally bare hilt. Green light flowed in the room,
I heard the sound of wind blowing up, and wisps of small breeze wrapped around the blade of the sword, and there was a "swish" sound, and it stabbed at Zhou Laodao randomly!
The shadow of the sword is so fast that the trajectory of the sword's edge can hardly be seen clearly. As the name suggests, the sword of Ma Shangfeng is indeed like the shadow of the wind, taking the path of a fast sword.
However, Zhou Laodao had an absolute advantage in cultivation. The cloak sword in his hand was three points faster than Ma Shangfeng's sword, and the force on the sword was several times stronger.
The green sword shadow slightly touched the white sword light, and the sword shadow immediately shattered.
When the 'real cultivators' in the wasteland fight, it's a head-to-head sword fight with no fancy tricks... Just after hearing a few "choking, clanging" sounds, Zhou Laodao's long sword drove straight in and forcibly broke through Ma Shangfeng from the courtyard.
The long sword struck Ma Shangfeng in the chest.
When the sword in Ma Shangfeng's hand was knocked away, he retreated at full speed.
But no matter how fast he retreated, he was still not as fast as the knife in Zhou Laodao's hand. There was a crisp sound, and Zhou Laodao's cloak knife struck Ma Shangfeng's chest firmly, directly cutting a line that was as deep as the bone.
The wound brought out a sharp flash of blood.
Ma Shangfeng's feet moved quickly on the ground, with large wind shadows wrapped around his feet, and he retreated tens of feet back in his breath.
He hissed: "Lao Dao Zhou, Master Dao, I admit my fault...it was our baby's fault...I admit the beating and the punishment, we admit it!"
"From now on, wherever your young master goes, our children will stay away and will not dare to cause any trouble..."
Zhou Laodao laughed wildly, put away his knife, stopped, and looked around proudly.
Inside and outside the Luomen, the passers-by who stopped to watch cheered in unison, praising Zhou Laodao as indeed one of the few true cultivators in the wilderness. His cloaked sword was indeed extremely powerful, with few rivals inside and outside Luoyi.
Zhou Laodao's face glowed red, he hung the cloak knife on his waist, clasped his hands in fists, and sang a fat o'clock to all around.
He looked at Ma Shangfeng, who was covered in blood, and nodded slightly: "Go back and send ten pieces of emperor's money. Forget it...are you convinced?"
Ma Shangfeng took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "My skills are inferior to others, Ma Mou is convinced... Mr. Dao, you are this!"
Ma Shangfeng stretched out the thumb of his right hand and pointed it hard towards his heart, then gestured towards Zhou Laodao, and slowly raised his thumb to the sky - in the wasteland, this gesture represented sincerity and sincerity from the heart!
Zhou Laodao laughed again. He waved his hand and signaled the caravan guys to let go of the tied up dudes like Madian. He held his head high and stood proudly amidst the cheers of the onlookers.
, led the caravan slowly into Luoyi.
Ma Shangfeng and his companions, each of whom had been stabbed, huddled aside with ashen expressions on their faces, like quails that had been ravaged by the storm, and their whole bodies shrank into a ball.
Lu Qian followed the caravan into Luoyi.
Although the power of the soul was only restored to a drop in the bucket, Lu Qian's keen perception allowed him to still notice several malicious glances in the void. Most of these malicious glances were directed at Zhou Laodao, and from time to time, with
A hint of astonishment quietly swept across Lu Qian's burly body, which was more than twice as tall as an ordinary person.
However, the crisis this bit of malice brought to Lu Qian was extremely slight and did not threaten his safety.
Thinking of Zhou Laodao's behavior, think about how many people Zhou Laodao offended in the wilderness along the way. Just after returning to Luoyi, he offended General Xu Biao and Ma Shangfeng.
all over!
In particular, Zhou Laodao also threatened that he could chop off General Xu Biao and let his second brother take the position of General Biao of Ximen Biaoying!
Tsk tsk.
God knows how many enemies Zhou Laodao has inside and outside Luoyi!
Near Luomen, there were not a thousand but eight hundred people watching Zhou Laodao severely injure Ma Shangfeng. Among them were some of Zhou Laodao's enemies. This was the most natural thing. Especially these people, who failed to deal with Lu Qian.
If it poses a substantial threat, Lu Qian will not bother to deal with it.
Playing with the Buddhist beads strung from white bone relics, Lu Qian followed the caravan into the city.
Luoyi's urban infrastructure is pretty good.
Especially coming from Luomen, this avenue is a hundred feet wide, and commerce is quite prosperous on both sides of the street. Its buildings are made of boulders mixed with steel bars, iron hoops and other materials. They are strong and tall, even the brothels with pink lanterns hanging on them.
, are also of general style.
It's not exquisite enough, but it's sturdy and heavy enough. It has a unique wild aesthetic, giving people an inexplicable sense of solidity and reliability. Moreover, around some restaurants, inns, brothels, and even shops of sufficient size, there are actually digging holes.
After leaving the Qingshui Nullah, which is five feet wide, there is only a suspension bridge hung with iron chains that can be hoisted at any time in and out of these places.
In particular, at the four corners of these buildings, there are sentry towers and archery towers that are about 20 feet high. In broad daylight, there are archers on them wearing soft armor and fully armed, standing ready!
Lu Qian couldn't help but grind his teeth.
This Luoyi is worthy of the name of "Desolate City". The defensive power and precautionary mentality inside the city are much stronger than those outside the city.
Lu Qian took two steps to reach Zhou Laodao and asked in a low voice: "Is the public security in Luoyi so bad? Look at the door of the brothel, there are more than a dozen soldiers beating them...
You have money but nothing to spend it on?"
He put his left hand on his belt, caressed the handle of the knife, and put his right hand on his chest, showing a thumb, proudly tapping his heart from time to time, and loudly greeting Mr. Zhou who was acquainted with the bosses who were doing business on both sides of the road.
Dao put down his hand, looked around, lowered his voice, and whispered to Lu Qian.
The public security in Luoyi is certainly not bad.
But the places with the best security are the ancient city and the old city. The wealthy families and the truly powerful groups all live in these two urban areas. Each household has enough strength to isolate it from the prying eyes of outsiders.
Not to mention other things, each family has one, two, or even more Taoist cultivators in charge. Unless the enemy is confident enough to wipe out a certain family and the nine tribes are extinct, no one will risk provoking a single one.
A true cultivator who has entered Taoism faces the risk of revenge over the years, and hastily set off a major conflict.
But this new town is different.
The business here is prosperous, the industries are developed, and it is a place where gold and silver flow. Many big families are extremely rich, but they lack the foundation and the confidence to suppress this family fortune.
Over the years, Xincheng District has formed a unique survival philosophy and survival rules.
If there is a ferocious dragon crossing the river, it can replace a certain family at night - then this family's belongings, all the goods, beauties, shops on the floor, etc., will be yours!
As long as you don't alert the 'official power' in the city and replace it in a short enough time, then everything is possible!
A night in this side of the world is more than five times as long as in Liangyi Heaven.
One night here lasts about three days in Liangyi Heaven - three days is enough to do many, many things.
Therefore, some good shops on the street, good storefronts, and some luxury houses with multiple entrances and exits. When they closed down last night, the shopkeeper and the owner of the mansion might still be a fat man who was seven feet tall and weighed three hundred pounds.
, his surname was Ma... Early the next morning, when he reopened for business, the shopkeeper, or the owner of the mansion, turned into a skinny monkey surnamed Niu, who was six feet tall and weighed just over a hundred kilograms... Everything
It's possible!
People in Luoyi, or in other words, people in many deserted cities in the wilderness, are no longer surprised.
Therefore, every deserted city in the wilderness is "rich in martial virtue". Anyone with some wealth will habitually raise dead soldiers and soldiers, and build their houses and shops like small fortresses!
Therefore, the ordnance processing industry in each deserted city is quite developed. There is an extremely abundant supply of armor, swords, spears, crossbows, etc., the level of craftsmanship is very high, and the natural lethality is quite abundant. Therefore, a little sensible in the deserted city
All the children in the area carry swords with them. It often happens that children as young as seven or eight years old draw their swords at each other when they disagree with each other, or even bleed for five steps.
The caravan entered the city from the west gate, traveled dozens of miles along the wide road, and then turned north.
After walking for a while, we entered the "Old City Wall" that separates the old city and the new city. We entered smoothly and smoothly. The strength and foundation were much stronger than the new city. The environment was quieter, the residence was larger, and the defense was stronger.
Strong, each mansion is comparable to a small castle in the old city.
Compared with the bustling and lively new city, the streets in the old city are obviously much narrower, but they are still seven or eight feet wide. There are fewer pedestrians on the road, and most of them ride tall horses or mounts of war beasts with special bloodlines.
Occasionally, there will be some large animal-drawn vehicles, surrounded by horse teams, driving quickly through the streets.
The windows and doors of these animal-drawn carriages were open, and many gorgeously dressed women were sitting in the carriages, laughing loudly, and even waving hello to acquaintances they met on the street. They were elegant and bold in style, not at all what Lu Qian had in mind as a wealthy family.
The young lady has such a "delicate, shy and careless" demeanor.
Under the leadership of Zhou Laodao, the caravan arrived at the southwest corner of the old city.
There is a large business here, with men in armor and swords patrolling everywhere. Facing the street is a row of eighteen storefronts with three small buildings inside, where they are used to discuss business and conduct various transactions.
place.
Behind the third small building is a warehouse and goods yard that occupies a very large area.
When Lu Qian and others arrived, they saw caravans of various sizes constantly coming in and out. Specialties of all kinds from the wasteland were constantly being sent to the trading house, and then there were caravans transporting out various armors, weapons, and salt.
, candies, various daily necessities and other items, and set off in a grand way.
"Many times, I have wanted to rob this old Luo family store." Zhou Laodao looked at the bustling and bustling big business and murmured in a low voice: "The name of this old Luo family store is a bit rustic, tsk...
But the biggest merchant in Luoyi collects goods on the ground and absorbs the hard work of us big merchants."
Shaking his head, Zhou Laodao sighed: "Luo family, hey, I heard that many years ago, when there was only the 'ancient city' of Luoyi, the Luo family took root in Luoyi... This Luoyi, up and down
, inside and outside, there are people from the Luo family, and the land of the Luo family... No one knows how much wealth they have."
"However, there are only three 'Emperor Money Deeds' in the entire Luoyi. The Luo family has one, and it accounts for the largest share. Sixty percent of the emperor's money distributed in Luoyi every year comes from the Luo family."
Lu Qian was curious, so Zhou Laodao explained in detail.
The so-called emperor's money deed is a special permission to 'issue emperor's money'. It is a status and a privilege.
In the entire Luoyi, there are only three emperor's money deeds, which are controlled by the three wealthy families of Luo, Qin, and Lin respectively. The emperor's money consumed in Luoyi every year is from the trading houses of these three families. All the consumed emperor's money is embryonic.
, also recycled through them.
Where does the emperor's money come from?
How to mint imperial money?
Even Zhou Laodao, one of the few masters in the wasteland who is ranked among the top three thousand masters of Taoism in the entire wasteland, doesn't know.
Everyone speculates that Emperor Qian should come from a higher-level force, but those forces are giants that even Zhou Laodao cannot touch and cannot fathom. People will not "condescend to others" like Zhou Laodao.
Dealing with the 'upstarts' who have only emerged in just a few hundred years and have little background and inheritance.
In short, only three major families issued imperial money in Luoyi.
Without the imperial money issued by the three major families, it would be impossible for a Taoist cultivator like Zhou Laodao to practice. As a Taoist cultivator in Luoyi, they would never be able to carry rare goods to other deserted cities.
It is difficult to exchange the emperor's money from other deserted cities, but it may attract the covetousness of local snakes in other deserted cities, directly leading to the disaster of death and the destruction of the family!
Having controlled the issuance and circulation rights of the emperor's money, the "Chenglaohui" composed of the Luo family, the Qin family, and the Lin family, naturally became the highest authority in Luoyi.
The heads of the three major families are the three major city elders of Luoyi. All major and minor matters in Luoyi, as well as the surrounding tens of thousands of miles of territory, are all discussed and decided by the three of them. And the deacons of the city elders' association stationed by the three major families naturally
He has mastered all the authority up and down, inside and outside Luoyi.
Similar to a wealthy family like Zhou Laodao, who is like a "nouveau riche", Zhou Laodao led his caravan through life and death in the wilderness to accumulate wealth for the family. And Zhou Laodao's second and third brothers are also true cultivators.
The two masters of the city directly responded to the signs from the City Elders Association and joined the City Elders Association to serve.
If the Cheng Laohui is the "official government office" of Luoyi, then Zhou Laodao's second and third brothers are the mid-level officials in the government office.
Among them, the second eldest son of the Zhou family is the guard of Nanguan, the four major gates in the east, south, west and north of Luoyi Old City. He has three thousand soldiers under his command and is responsible for the daily security of the southern part of Luoyi Old City.
The third son of the Zhou family is the tax collector of the Dongcheng Tax Card in Xincheng District, Luoyi, and is responsible for all tax collection and detective affairs in the east district of Xincheng.
Talking about it, the three brothers Zhou Laodao can be regarded as the most powerful figures in Luoyi. Otherwise, how could Zhou Dalong and Zhou Dahu, two great men, dare to gather people to surround the tourists outside the west gate of Luoyi?
Riding camp?
This kind of thing is not easy to do even if you don't have a brain. You have to have a fool with a lack of brains and enough backing and backing to do it!
All in all, Zhou Laodao's net worth is quite rich, and the entire Zhou family can be considered powerful in Luoyi. Even so, when he saw the bustling Luo family's old shop, Zhou Laodao drooled with envy, instinctively
If you want to rob someone, it would be better to make a fortune!
It's just, just think about it.
Not to mention the connections behind the Luo family, not to mention the horror of the Emperor's Money Deed, the Luo family's apparent strength alone is not something the Zhou family can afford to offend!
The Luo family controls 60% of the annual issuance and circulation of emperor's money in Luoyi, so they have no shortage of training materials.
As far as Zhou Laodao knows, there are more than 30 "true cultivators" of the Luo family who have exposed their swords and guns, starting from Rama, the current head of the Luo family, and among them, there are those who rank among the top three thousand in the wasteland.
As many as eight.
As for Zhou Laodao's whole family, there are only three brothers who have become true cultivators... The next generation has not grown up yet - it depends on the virtues of Zhou Dalong and Zhou Dahu... Zhou Laodao sometimes feels that maybe he
I and my two brothers need to work harder, find more concubines, and have more babies!
After all, Zhou Laodao is a well-known Taoist cultivator in Luoyi. Although his caravan is not large in size, with hundreds of people, but with Zhou Laodao's own strength, the caravan dares to go deep into the wilderness and enter
Where other teams dare not go deep, so they can often get a lot of good stuff.
When Lu Qian met Zhou Laodao, it was actually Zhou Laodao who was already on his way back with the caravan.
Therefore, the Luo family's old shop specially sent an old shopkeeper to receive Zhou Laodao.
After counting, grading, and bargaining that Lu Qian didn't care about, Zhou Laodao got a bag of emperor's money, twelve boxes of gold ingots, and some silver nuggets, copper coins, and the like.
Emperor's money is very precious and is a must for cultivators.
Anything that can be exchanged for emperor's money is naturally an extraordinary thing.
There are only rare spiritual gold ores mined in the wasteland, the essence and blood of various ferocious beasts, bones, furs, and even various medicinal materials that can be used to refine elixirs and prepare potions, etc.
Among the goods brought back by Zhou Laodao, these rare goods, which can be regarded as 'cultivation resources', only account for 'half'.
Other metal ores, skins, fur, armor, bones, blood, etc., various medicinal materials, etc., although they are also considered precious, are all 'mundane things' and can only be exchanged for gold, silver, and copper coins.
Gold, silver, copper coins, these things are the real common currency in Luoyi.
When Zhou Laodao and Luojia Old Store took over, Lu Qian was wandering in the shop in front of Luojia Old Store. Luojia Old Store purchased all kinds of materials, medicinal materials, and all kinds of strange and weird goods. They also sold a wide variety of goods to the outside world.
, basically covers all aspects of life and cultivation.
Bulk food.
Lots of salt.
Large quantities of cloth, canteen, wine, vinegar, and tea.
A large number of armors, swords, crossbows and arrows were lost.
Even in a cross-yard, Lu Qian saw the slave auction house of the Luo family's old shop.
The young and strong slave workers who can work hard to extract oil; the young and beautiful women who can be used for various daily tasks and even reproduce offspring; the battle slaves who are prepared by secret methods and have almost lost human emotions and only know how to fight with blood...
Those who are good at mining, those who are proficient in farming, and even those who raise chickens and ducks, gelding cattle and dogs, silkworms and weavers, building houses and roads, all kinds of craftsmen are there. Some are robbed from the wasteland, and some are from the Luo family.
In the farm outside the city, they were bred and trained from generation to generation.
Lu Qian looked over one by one.
He discovered that the materials needed for cultivation here were extremely rare.
An ordinary weapon, the stomach, is very common.
However, armor and stomach weapons similar to those made of spiritual gold mixed with ordinary alloys are extremely rare and expensive.
For example, the heavy armor and horse-cutting swords of the Hujiaweizi's "Half-step Heavenly Soldier" level were all marked with extremely high prices, and they could only be purchased with emperor's money. Gold, silver, and copper coins were not even considered.
Is it similar to the cloak knife used by Zhou Laodao... It's not in stock!
After having sufficient strength, sufficient identity and background, and paying a high deposit in advance, the people from the Luo Family Store will use special channels to 'customize on demand' and according to your demands, forge a 'Heavenly Weapon' level magic weapon for you.
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And this customization process... maybe seven or eight months, maybe three to five years... If you don't have a good relationship with Luo's old store, you may have to wait ten or eight years.
But in the end, as long as you are willing to spend money and you have enough imperial money, you can purchase these things needed for cultivation!
However, in Lu Qian's impression, the 'spiritual pill', 'talisman', 'formation disk', 'flying boat'... powerful one-time magic weapons such as 'thunder beads', 'magic cannon' and the like,
There are no signs here of the old Luo family store.
That’s all, the huge old Luo family store...
Well, it’s not just Luo’s old store. Lu Qian came in from the west city gate of Luoyi New Town. He also walked through so many neighborhoods and saw so many shops and merchants, but there was no bookstore!
There is no bookstore!
There is no civilization!
There is no history and no inheritance!
Lu Qiansuo patrolled for a while, looking around the inside and outside of the Luo family's old store, and found the two brothers Zhou Dalong and Zhou Dahu, who had been slapped by Zhou Laodao, who had been bruised and swollen, and asked them what they usually read.
Book'!
The two brothers looked at Lu Qian with blank expressions.
read?
What book to read?
Astronomy, geography, history and humanities, etc., that's absolutely impossible.
Not to mention the words, poems and songs of saints, they have no concept at all.
Zhou Laodao hired a special teacher to teach the two brothers the most basic writing, and learned the most basic knowledge of internal organs, meridians, acupoints and other basic cultivation knowledge... The teacher only taught them this much, but
The fees are extremely high, and the wealth that ordinary people cannot earn in three to five hundred years is paid as tuition.
Basically, in addition to the common sense required for cultivation, in addition to being able to recognize the most basic daily letters, being able to write one's own name, and being able to write some of the most basic letters...the two brothers are illiterate!
The two of them know no more than 1,500 characters combined!
That's it, it's enough!
Lu Qian was silent for a long time, left the two living brothers, and walked to the old accountant of the Luo family's shop who was holding a ledger and accounting. He looked a bit old and had a gray beard, and he seemed to be a very experienced accountant.
The accountant did the accounting, and he didn't shy away from Lu Qian.
What he was recording was just a batch of medicinal materials that had just been received by the Luo family's old medicinal material warehouse. They were probably thirteen types of 'ordinary' medicinal materials used daily, each ranging from fifty thousand to one hundred thousand catties.
Lu Qian felt his teeth hurt when he saw the old accountant keeping accounts.
He was a very old accountant, and his calligraphy skills were simply... Lu Qian could only be described as 'ugly', not even as good as the great saint Yinhao Jing, an ordinary citizen who had just enlightened himself when he was studying in the official office of the capital.
After half a year, the handwriting of a child who has just started reading and learning calligraphy has become more regular.
And the old accountant's accounting method... he used the simplest and most primitive running account!
This is interesting.
According to Zhou Laodao, this Luoyi, the ancient city area alone, as far as Zhou Laodao knows, has at least tens of thousands of years of history... tens of thousands of years of history, even if the people of Luoyi are born with genetic defects,
Even if there is a problem with your IQ, after generations of development, it won’t end up... like this!
Very problematic!
Lu Qian opened his mouth, wanting to ask the old accountant some questions about reading and practicing calligraphy, but when the words came to his lips, Lu Qian felt a strong crisis hit his heart. His blood and energy were trembling all over his body, and his heart was beating violently.
, it seems that as long as Lu Qian asks about the concept of 'civilization', an unpredictable crisis will hit...
Moreover, it is a big crisis that is enough to make the current Lu Qian disappear into ashes and disappear completely.
A thin layer of cold sweat quietly oozed out from his body.
Lu Qian exhaled and walked out of the Luo family's old store with a smile. Together with brothers Zhou Dalong and Zhou Dahu, they squatted under a horse post in front of the Luo's old store and quietly watched the people passing by on the street in front of the door.
flow of people.
Zhou Laodao didn't let Lu Qian wait for too long. He took his guys and walked out happily carrying boxes of gold, silver and copper coins.
"Let's go, Brother Fahai, let's go back... let's have a good time with lots of wine and meat for a few days!" Zhou Laodao greeted Lu Qian happily, and then he glared fiercely at his two precious sons: "
You two beasts, go back and find a large millstone to hold on your head, and kneel down in the yard for me until I am satisfied before you get up!"
He gritted his teeth and looked at his son, hissing: "I don't blame you for causing trouble, but you caused trouble and blocked the gate of Ximen Youqibiao Camp, and you were beaten out!"
Zhou Laodao, who was getting more and more angry as he spoke, kicked up and kicked the two brothers to the ground: "I am resting at home these days, and I will take care of you personally... In a while, before I go out to the dealer, you go find that person
The boy named Ma, in front of your gang of brothers, you personally break his legs!"
Zhou Laodao sneered and said: "If you are not ruthless, you will not be able to stand firmly... You two losers don't even understand this principle and can't do it. How will you settle down in Luoyi in the future?"