Yu Linglong's words left Ye Xiaochuan quite speechless.
What do you think you are?
A babysitter to babysit?
Forget it, as long as it can end early and drink and eat early, just let Yu Linglong do whatever he wants.
There are three thousand avenues in the universe, each with its own merits.
Nowadays, it is said that the attack power of Kendo is the best, but actually the attack power of Gundo is not bad either.
Mu Ziqi, the first savior in the history of the Three Realms, the god of wood, had a magic weapon that could break the air.
It is a pity that the practice of using a gun to enter Taoism, which has been passed down for countless years and is sought after by the world, has gradually been lost in the human world and has become popular in the heaven.
There are not many cultivators who use spears in the human world, but they are more common in the heaven.
Dugu Changfeng chose the Overlord Spear among so many top-notch artifacts. This may be God's will.
The heavy responsibility of revitalizing the world of gunmanship fell on his shoulders.
It's just that he is still young and does not yet understand the important responsibilities he will bear in the future.
A small episode could not change Ye Xiaochuan's joy in starting a business and recruiting disciples.
Even Yang Juaner, who rarely drinks alcohol, was drunk tonight.
The moon outside slowly sets, the sun rises, and then sets.
The stars are passing by, and the years are fleeting.
About three more years passed like this.
It has now been eight years since the Human Alliance.
Nine years have passed since the battle at Eagle Beak Cliff.
At the foot of Longbei Mountain, a handsome young man rode a Dawan horse, coming and going like the wind.
There were seven or eight young men of similar age around. They had no horses and could only run on their feet.
The young man riding a horse and holding a gun, like a majestic major general, led his companions to drive more than two hundred goats towards the pasture.
The Dragon Gate Inn has been very lively in recent years. Those who come to eat and drink are no longer the cavalry scouts who occasionally pass by, but businessmen from the Middle Earth and the Western Regions.
Nine years have passed since the catastrophe. During these nine years, the human world has been prepared and prepared to fight to the death with the enemies in heaven.
But after nine years of waiting, the Gate of Catastrophe still did not appear, and the remaining forces of the Six Tribes of Heaven and Humanity hiding in Wushan were also huddled in Wushan.
Many people are spreading the news that the catastrophe has passed, the human world has won victory, and there will be no second wave of attacks from heaven.
A few years ago, Zhebie and Zhao Zian discussed East-West trade and made good progress.
At the beginning, the Western Regions exchanged cotton, fire oil, spices, cattle, sheep, and Chinese soil for the food that was lacking in the Western Regions.
As the world has been peaceful in the past few years, trade is no longer limited to the military, private trade has also begun to gradually recover.
The ancient city of Longmen used to be an important transit station on the Silk Road. It was only because of the catastrophe nine years ago that the city was deserted.
Three years ago, dozens of desperadoes from Middle-earth appeared in the ancient city of Longmen.
I heard that he was a bandit who failed in his rebellion in China and was wanted by the court in China, so he had to hide outside the customs.
The ancient city of Longmen is right at the junction of the forces of the Middle Earth and the Western Regions. The tentacles of both sides are criss-crossing each other, causing this place to become a lawless area.
No matter how big a crime you commit outside, no one will care as long as you come here.
First, dozens of people came here, and gradually, more and more people came to Longmen Ancient City. In just a few years, thousands of people had gathered, exceeding the population of the ancient city before the Catastrophe War.
These people come from all over the world, including barbarians from the Western Regions, Tatars from the grasslands, desperadoes from China, swordsmen from Guanxi, smuggling brokers, spies of the imperial court, etc.
It is very normal for these desperadoes with their heads in their belts to fight and kill in the city, and corpses are transported out of the city every day.
However, the Longmen Inn at the foot of Longbei Mountain in the south of Tucheng has always been very quiet and peaceful.
It's not that the desperadoes didn't want to find trouble, it's that the people who made trouble were all dead.
There are four iron rules in Longmen Inn.
No fighting allowed.
No credit allowed.
Don't tease the boss lady.
You must leave before the third watch.
Over the years, there have been many desperadoes who drank and ate meat here. Those who drank too much made trouble, ate king's meals, or molested the beautiful boss lady.
Without exception, everyone who violates the first three iron laws will have their heads chopped off.
There are twelve tall wooden pillars outside the Longmen Inn, and densely packed human heads are hung on each wooden pillar.
Some heads have become skeletons, and some heads have obviously been cut off not long ago and have not yet completely rotted. Vultures are still pecking at the carrion on them.
As for having to leave before three o'clock, it's because overnight stay is not allowed here.
You can eat and drink here, but there is no accommodation business.
Many people are puzzled by this.
Since it is an inn, why not let guests stay overnight?
Later I found out that the cost of staying overnight was too high.
One night requires one thousand taels of gold.
If these desperadoes had a thousand taels of gold, would they go outside the Great Wall to eat sand?
In the afternoon, Ye Xiaochuan was busy in the kitchen.
Qin Guichen walked in carrying a large wine vat and said: "Zongci, there is not much wine in the wine cellar."
Ye Xiaochuan said: "Add water."
Qin's girlfriend said: "How much should be mixed?"
Ye Xiaochuan said: "One bowl of wine, seven bowls of water."
Qin Guichen smiled bitterly and said, "Does it still smell like alcohol?"
Ye Xiaochuan said: "In this day and age, it's good to have a sip of wine mixed with water, so why should we be picky?
After adding water, the price will also be changed, from three taels per pound to five taels per pound."
Qin Guichen shook his head and murmured: "What a profiteer."
She came to the lobby, and the seven or eight tables inside were already occupied.
These customers shouted, "Lady boss, hurry up and serve the wine!"
Qin's girlfriend said: "I'm nervous about drinking. From today on, a bottle of wine costs five taels of silver."
Everyone was quiet at first, and then started to make noise.
Ye Xiaochuan walked in with a pot of mutton. With a glance, the noisy guests immediately quieted down.
Three years and four hundred and thirty-nine heads were chopped off by this kid. No one wants their heads to be hung on a wooden pillar outside.
At the same time, there was a quarry somewhere in the east of Qilin Mountain.
The catastrophe did not come, but war preparations never stopped for a day. In the past nine years, a large amount of stone was mined to strengthen various defenses.
Zhan Ying, with his upper body bare, picked up a sledgehammer and mined the stone with all his strength.
Over the past nine years, he has worked in four quarries.
These nine years of hard work have made Zhan Ying much darker and his expression much more determined.
In recent years, many people have been complaining that the catastrophe has passed and there is no need to mine stone anymore. They all want to go home. Every day, civilians who have escaped privately are caught and beheaded.
Zhan Ying does not have this spirit of optimism, because he knows very well that the catastrophe has not passed.
The longer the peace lasts, the more brutal the future war will be.
He felt that within the next two years, catastrophe would definitely come to the world again.
When work was about to end, a group of 100 cavalrymen entered the quarry.
He shouted loudly: "General Zhao Zian is recruiting cavalry, aged from 18 to 35 years old, and more than five feet tall..."
