Many monks stayed up all night, and many families hid in the basement shivering.
Silently pray to the emperor and queen.
It is difficult to survive in the outer lands. Without access to the blessed land of the sect, scattered cultivator cities like Dongwuzhai are already the best home they can hope for.
No one wants their home to be caught in war and strife.
At dawn, the bullock carts that appeared on the streets and alleys on time every day were nowhere to be seen.
The aunt and sister-in-law who came out with the night incense bucket felt uncomfortable all over.
As usual, Wang Chen went out early in the morning.
going for breakfast.
Last night he caused an uproar in the Changle Casino, killing more than thirty members of the Sanjiang Society.
There are also about a dozen monks from Dongwuweitang.
Accumulated 368 Tiangong points!
In this battle, Wang Chen not only gained a lot, but also severely damaged the Sanjiang Society.
The guy who used to be arrogant and domineering in front of him has now turned into ashes!
When there was a need to redress a grievance, there was a need for revenge, Wang Chen's thoughts became clear.
After sneaking back home after fighting last night, he had a good sleep, and when he woke up this morning, he felt completely refreshed.
The spirit is fuller and more transparent!
In the past six months, Wang Chen has been taking Longhu Zhuangpo Decoction for the practice of Tianlong Vajra Zhengfa.
Although the effect of this soup was good, after using it for a long time, his body accumulated a trace of dryness that could not be refined and eliminated, and it began to infect his mental will.
Wang Chen knew very well that this was not just the effect of the decoction.
The Tianlong Vajra Dharma on the fourth level was constantly strengthening his body, and at the same time, it was also affecting his soul all the time.
If there were no Taikoo Taoist Monument to suppress the true form of Tianlong, the latter would inevitably grow to the point of being unstoppable.
Therefore, this hidden danger must be eliminated.
There are two simplest methods, one is dual cultivation, and the other is killing!
The member of the Sanjiang Society who provoked the trouble had no idea what he had provoked, and he ended up with no bones left.
Wang Chen has a vague feeling that the more Heavenly Power he accumulates, the more he can purify his Taoist heart!
With brisk steps, he arrived at his old place.
The owner of the breakfast shop greeted him enthusiastically: "Senior Wang, are you still the same as before?"
Wang Chen nodded: "Yeah."
He was a little strange: "Why is there no one?"
Wang Chen noticed that the tables placed on the roadside were all empty, which was completely different from the previous scene.
The breakfast shop owner smiled bitterly and said: "There was such a big fuss last night, maybe everyone didn't dare to come out."
Dongwuzhai is neither small nor big.
Wang Chen cleaned up the Changle Casino and killed dozens of monks. Although the process was short, it had a huge impact.
Business at the breakfast shop was deserted today, which is normal.
Everyone is afraid.
The owner of the breakfast shop said, the look of sorrow on his face became more intense: "The prices of spiritual rice and animal meat have also increased. I'm afraid it will become more and more difficult to do business in the future."
Have the prices of spiritual rice and animal meat increased again?
Wang Chen was somewhat surprised.
The price of food in Dongwuzhai has been rising again and again. Seeing that the cold winter is coming, how many people will be unable to fill their stomachs?
The world of immortality is really not the fairyland paradise that ordinary people imagine. In fact, it is dangerous and unpredictable, and the monks can only build fortresses and cities to protect their own safety.
But food cannot be dug directly from the ground.
Once food prices fluctuate significantly, it will always be the monks at the bottom who suffer!
Wang Chen had no choice but to comfort him: "It will get better."
He doesn't even believe it himself!
The breakfast shop owner sighed: "Maybe."
After eating breakfast, Wang Chen came to Fangshi.
Today was a big market day, so he came here early to rent a stall. In addition to selling the talismans he refined, he also put up a notice to buy gold-wired bungar snakes, red-eyed tigers, and several other auxiliary materials from previous years.
Wang Chen noticed that there were many casual cultivators coming to Fang City for business today, and the number of war cultivators patrolling Fang City had at least tripled, giving people a feeling of unrest.
He had a good harvest today. In addition to selling most of the talismans, he also purchased a golden krait.
The golden krait is a first-level high-level monster. Its flesh and blood essence contains abundant spiritual energy, which is very good for brewing spiritual wine.
The snake carcass Wang Chen received was still very fresh and weighed almost ten kilograms.
It took him fifty strokes!
This is much more expensive than ordinary first-level high-level monster meat.
Wang Chen's stall was set up until evening.
He had dinner in the teahouse, ordered a pot of spiritual tea, took out the rice balls he made, and ate them deliciously.
Of course, listening to some gossip and hearsay is indispensable.
The headline news in the teahouse today is undoubtedly the murder that occurred in the Changle Casino last night.
A group of tea drinkers were having a lively discussion.
Some people say that Changle Gambling House tricked someone to death, and now the relatives of the deceased are here to take revenge.
Some people also say that it was an internal strife within the Sanjiang Society, involving the city lord's brother-in-law, Mr. Jin Snake.
Everyone knows that the Sanjiang Society has taken refuge with Mr. Golden Snake.
Now that such a big thing has happened to the gambling house, whether it can continue to open in the future is still a question.
It's like a slap in the face of the golden snake man!
The reaction of Master Zifu Xin Han is still unknown.
Many people have heard the news but don’t know the truth, so they add fuel to the fire and make random guesses.
This made Wang Chen feel embarrassed listening nearby.
Then, while talking, everyone started talking about the current soaring food prices.
"If the price continues to rise like this, I'm afraid I won't even be able to afford rice."
"Yes, winter is coming soon, how will we live in the future?"
"I really can't afford spiritual rice. Now that I can still afford tribute rice, I'll buy more."
"I'm going to buy it now!"
"Let's go together..."
While talking, many people left, all running to grab rice.
Wang Chen felt that it was not interesting anymore, so he also went back home.
What he didn't expect was that when he passed by the alley, he saw a lot of people gathered in front of Uncle Zhu's house.
They are all neighbors.
Wang Chen saw that Chen Qi, who was familiar with him, was among them, so he stepped forward and asked, "What happened?"
Chen Qi looked very solemn: "I wish all three of my uncle's family are dead!"
Wang Chen was suddenly surprised: "How did you die?"
It was fine yesterday, but it's all gone today?
"Cut yourself off your heart."
Chen Qi replied: "Aunt Sun found it. She was so cold. Doctor Zhang just looked at it and said he left last night."
Left last night!
Wang Chen was silent.
He changed his appearance last night and wiped out the Changle Gambling House as the prodigal Yan Qing.
In addition to wanting to make my own thoughts clear, I also want to support the uncle and his family.
After all, Zhu Xiaohu is different from those hopeless gamblers. He has a very honest character. Nine times out of ten, he was dragged down by someone's trap, and there is still value in saving him.