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Chapter 70 Weibei County, Yangshui Town (1)

On the flat Weibei Plain, a spacious road passes through neat fields. Four-wheeled carriages travel slowly on the road, the wheels crushing the snow, making a subtle sound.

In front of this road is a small city with a population of three and a half million people. The fields on both sides of the road exude strong vitality and are extremely high-grade spiritual fields.

Yangshui Town, this small town enjoys a high reputation in Weibei County and even Qizhou. Around Yangshui Town, there are hundreds of thousands of acres of high-grade spiritual fields, which produce a large number of valuable and precious crops every year. With these hundreds of thousands of acres of spiritual fields

, the wealth of Yangshui Town is second to none in Weibei County.

Nowadays, thick snow covers the earth. In the spiritual fields around Yangshui Town, there is still a kind of iron thorn planted in the spiritual fields around Yangshui Town that is not afraid of the severe cold. Instead, it is tempered by the cold air and can grow very quickly in the middle of winter and become useful in early spring.

The densely packed iron thorns are like hemp poles, sticking straight and tenaciously through the snow. At first glance, the iron thorns without leaves or small branches look like iron poles made of steel stuck on the ground.

Mature iron thorns are one foot or two long, as thick as a baby's wrist, extremely tough, extremely hard, and extremely elastic. They are excellent materials for forging rune arrows and even magic weapon-level arrows. The Kunwu Kingdom has a dedicated department stationed there.

Yangshui Town purchases iron thorns produced in winter. A high-quality iron thorn can be sold for a high price of one tael of silver.

A few months ago, it happened that King Luo of the Luo Kingdom was a reincarnated person from another world. King Luo was captured alive by Nangong Nan's leaders. After being tortured and tortured, he committed suicide using a secret method. However, Nangong Nan and others worked hard and finally found some clues.

After Nangong Nan withdrew from the Vinaya Sect and was promoted to the fifth rank deacon, the madmen from the Lexue Hall of the Penal Palace took over and continued the investigation.

Fang Tianlin, the seventh-level inspector who forcibly recruited Yin Xuuge, discovered some top-quality iron thorns from the arsenal secretly planted by King Luo that had not been recorded by the Kunwu Dynasty. Those iron thorns were being used by King Luo in a certain way

The refining of some secret techniques that do not belong to the world of Yuanlu have been tempered with extremely poisonous substances, creating extremely lethal secret treasures that are extremely lethal and can even pose a fatal threat to high-level Qi refiners.

In the entire Kunwu Kingdom, only Yangshui Town produced iron thorns.

So Fang Tianlin didn't know what happened, so he found Yin Xuuge and his group, forcing them to act as sentinels and cooperate with them to find out the details of Yangshui Town.

According to Fang Tianlin's original intention, if there were suspicions of colluding with evil heretics in a mere Yangshui town, it would not be a big deal if hundreds of thousands of people in the entire town were slaughtered. But he deliberately followed this line, dug deeper, and caught

Arrest more important suspects.

The clues they had found were related to a reward of five million merit points in the Xing Palace, but Fang Tianlin couldn't have been careless.

So the cart creaked forward. Yin Xuuge lay in the cart and squinted at Yangshui Town, which was getting closer and closer in front of him.

There is no city wall in Yangshui Town, but a moat with a width of more than ten feet has been dug around the town. There are seven or eight bridges across the moat, and on each bridge, there are legal officers and legal officers on duty.

The four-wheeled carriage swayed onto the bridge, and a legal officer wearing black and red public uniforms came up to him and stretched out his hand to block the carriage's way.

"Who are you? Where are you from? Where are you going? Why are you passing through Yangshui Town?"

Yin Feixu rode a unicorn, urged the mount to run forward a few steps, and shouted condescendingly at the priest.

"My young master comes from the Chen family in Kunzhou. How can you villains be able to interrogate him at will? Get out of the way quickly and don't cause trouble for yourself."

The Chen family of Kunzhou is a fourth-rank family in Weinan County, Qizhou. Most of their descendants hold official positions in the Kunzhou government. Among the three major states of Qizhou, Kunzhou, and Qianzhou, which are close to the Four Ridges,

, the Chen family in Kunzhou is a famous family.

The best thing is that the ancestral homeland of the Chen family in Kunzhou is hundreds of miles away from Weinan County, and the accents between the two places are exactly the same. On the contrary, although Weinan County and Weibei County are only separated by the Wei River, the two places have the same accent.

There are subtle differences in accents between the two. Anyone born and raised in Weibei County can hear these differences in accents.

The bailiff was stunned for a moment, and he glanced at the bailiff huddled in the guard box at the bridgehead.

The bailiff who was squatting in the guard box and warming wine by a charcoal stove was a middle-aged man with gray hair. He opened the window of the guard box and waved impatiently to the guard.

"What's there to interrogate? It's freezing cold, so what kind of bad guys can come out?"

After giving Yin Feixu a fierce look, the lieutenant closed the window and scolded him coldly in the guard box.

"No matter which family you are from, when you arrive in Yangshui Town, be obedient and don't cause trouble. Otherwise, this is the ground of Qizhou, and you Kunzhou people will not be able to speak here."

The eunuch stepped out of the way. He put his hands on his waist, his fingers bumped against the handle of his saber intentionally or unintentionally, and he squinted at Yin Xuuge and his group.

Yin Xuege opened the car window and glanced lazily at the priest, immediately displaying the luxurious demeanor of a young man from an aristocratic family.

"It's freezing cold, it's not easy to stay here. Give me a reward!"

Sitting on the coachman's seat, Yin Feifei responded with a groan as the coach's shaft creaked and almost broke. He grabbed into his sleeves, took out a few gold cakes, and put them at the feet of the priest with great disdain.

Throw it away. The heavy gold cake sinks into the snow. The two colors of white snow and gold are in sharp contrast, which is particularly dazzling.

Miao Tianjie, who was also riding on the unicorn and whose nose was blown by the cold wind, shrank his neck and shouted impatiently.

"Master, let's go in quickly. The cold wind is blowing so hard that our souls will fly away."

"Hurry up and find a warm place, find some good ladies to sing some songs, and drink two glasses of hot wine."

Yin Xuuge yawned and responded lightly.

The four-wheeled carriage creaked, and surrounded by four people riding horses, Yin Feixu slowly crossed the bridge and drove into Yangshui Town.

The priest standing on the bridge knelt down and grabbed a few gold cakes.

Each piece of gold cake weighs ten taels, and the total reward is fifty taels of gold. But what the eunuch paid attention to was not the weight of the gold, but the few clear small seal characters on one side of the gold cake and the number on it.

‘The Chen family of Kunzhou secretly made Tibetan gold on a certain day of a certain month of a certain year’!

This line of small characters is very clear, marking that this is the treasury of the Chen family in Kunzhou, and it is the number of pieces cast in the same batch on a certain day of a certain month of a certain year.

The bailiff picked up the gold cake, walked quickly into the guard box, and placed the gold cake in front of the bailiff. The bailiff, who was originally lazy and unwilling to cause trouble, had eyes like an eagle, picked up the gold cake and looked at it carefully for a while.

, with a slight exertion of his five fingers, the gold cake suddenly turned red, and then turned into a pool of gold water dripping on his fingers.

Gold water is pure and contains no impurities.

The lieutenant nodded slowly and snorted coldly.

"The purity is extremely high. It is indeed the gold stored in the treasure troves of those aristocratic families. It is not a prop that was secretly cast by the private sector to deceive others."

"Let me tell you, tomorrow is the Chinese New Year. What are the children of the Chen family in Kunzhou doing in our Yangshui Town?"

The next day is the New Year's Day, which is an important day for all living beings in the Yuanlu world to worship their ancestors and worship the ancient saints. It is also a good day to bid farewell to the old and welcome the new year. Like other places in Yangshui Town, the people carry

Smiling face, busy and happy.

Different from other towns in the Kunwu Kingdom, the residents of Yangshui Town are extremely wealthy due to the specialty Lingtian, so their smiles are even brighter. They kill cattle and sheep in their own yards and prepare various pig heads.

, prepare the sacrifices for the next day.

The customs of the Kunwu Dynasty are different from other regions and dynasties in the Yuanlu world. This place is close to the Western Border, and it has a somewhat savage flavor. There are groups of people wearing colorful masks on the streets, breathing fire.

, the Shehuo team that played throwing knives and jumped through fire hoops came and went, attracting countless children laughing and chasing behind to watch the fun.

The air was filled with the aroma of fried sugar cakes and cakes from various houses, and billowing oil smoke rose up, turning into a thick mist that covered the entire Yangshui Town.

There were many pedestrians on the street, and most of them were children running and playing. The speed of Yin Xuege's carriage inevitably slowed down. They slowly moved forward with the crowd, curiously looking at the street scene on the road.

The shops on both sides of the street had already closed their books and distributed one year's salary bonuses as early as the Lunar New Year's Day. All the shopkeepers and waiters had returned to their homes to prepare for the New Year. Therefore, the ordinary shops on both sides of the road had already

The store door was closed and it was very deserted.

Only restaurants, brothels, and officially licensed gambling parlors, a one-stop service industry that provides food, drink, prostitution, and gambling, are still prospering.

Yin Xuuge simply walked out of the carriage, stood beside Yin Feifei who was driving, and looked around curiously.

Compared with the New Year Festival in Weinan Ancient City, the New Year Festival in Yangshui Town seems to be more lively and prosperous. However, this liveliness is mixed with an uneasy atmosphere.

He didn't know whether it was because of the influence of Fang Tianlin and the people in Lixuetang, or whether something was really wrong with this town. Yin Xuuge always felt that under the bustling and lively veil of Yangshui Town, there was something sinister, sneaky and scary hidden.

thing.

These things are mixed in the crowd, hiding in those bustling restaurants, brothels, inns, and gambling houses. Under the bright smiles on the faces of the old people, children, young adults, and young women passing by, they all seem to

Hidden something invisible.

There is sunshine in the sky, but this sunshine cannot bring any warmth to Yin Xuege.

The snow on the street has been swept clean, and there is no snow powder at all. But Yin Xuuge always feels that he is standing naked in the snow, his whole body is cold, and his bone marrow is so cold that it hurts.

My soul was shivering with cold.

Bai Yuzi poked an eye out of Yin Xuuge's sleeve. He pursed his lips and looked at the men, women, and children on the road.

"Grandpa, why do I feel so cold all over?"

"It's like I'm lying on a chopping board, and someone is about to cut Grandpa me with a kitchen knife?" rs

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