Due to the disaster, Fengling Ferry has changed from a small ferry in the past to a rather huge pier, and there are even three more inns.
The old storyteller finally no longer had to sleep in the wilderness with his rice pail tonight. He checked into an inn.
The inn is not big, and is divided into two types: single rooms and full rooms. It mainly provides accommodation for the poor.
In this era of soaring prices and inflation, it costs three taels of silver to stay in a small, dark single room for one night.
The old storyteller opened one without hesitation and ordered a pot of millet porridge, twenty steamed buns, two roast chickens, five pounds of roasted knives, and several greasy hard vegetables, saying they were for midnight snacks.
It's not that he, a poor stingy man, suddenly became generous, but that he knew that someone would pay for all his expenses tonight.
As for ordering so much, can I finish it?
As long as there is a food bucket, even a humpback whale can finish it.
A thin old man and a handsome young man walked into the inn, asked about the old storyteller's room, and walked straight over.
The young man is Wei Sanliu, whom the old storyteller met the night before.
As for the thin old man, he is also an acquaintance, Mr. Qiu who opened a library in Lantian County ten years ago.
As soon as the two of them came in, they saw the old storyteller and the loser eating haphazardly.
The old storyteller, with his mouth full of grease, asked the two of them to sit down and eat together.
Wei Sanliu was very rude and immediately began to bite a chicken leg privately. Mr. Qiu was very well-educated. He was not as vulgar as his eldest brother and Thirty-Sixth Brother.
He clasped his fists at the old storyteller and said, "Brother, we secretly followed the female zombie tonight to the foot of Cangyun Mountain. Because the security at Cangyun Gate is very tight, we dare not follow any more."
The old storyteller seemed not surprised that Pan Shu went to Cangyun Mountain overnight.
He said: "I have solved this matter. It won't be long before she leaves the world and returns to the Sea of Forgetfulness."
Mr. Qiu said: "What the hell is this? Protecting the human world was originally the mission of the Seventh Organization, but in the end we, Huang Tian, got involved. Fortunately, that female zombie Pan was merciful, otherwise we would have been defeated by her in the past few times.
The loss of the army will destroy the general."
The old storyteller said: "In the past 20,000 years, Huang Tian has dealt with more than just this one thing, so don't complain."
Wei Sanliu, who was chewing a chicken leg, said: "Over the past 20,000 years, we have secretly handled many crises for Huang Tian, but no one in the world knows about our existence, let alone the achievements of our Huang Tian organization.
Brother, you have a big heart and don’t care about these false names. I am young and I also want to be famous all over the world. Let people in the three realms know the name of Wei Sanliu. Let the world worship me. Build temples and statues for me and burn incense for the world.
Worship."
The old storyteller slapped Wei Sanliu on the back of the head. The slap made the energetic young man a little nervous. He stretched out his arms and hugged a whole roast chicken and hid far away. He did not dare to get close to the old storyteller, lest he would come again.
Being beaten.
Mr. Qiu said: "Although what Thirty-sixth Brother said is more self-interested, it is not unreasonable.
Brother, when Patriarch Xu Tiandi founded the Huangtian Organization, he had only one mission, which was to contain and guard against Li Ziye.
In the past, Li Ziye had been sleeping and had never appeared in the human world. We all thought that Li Ziye had died long ago, so we did other things when we were bored. It is different now. Li Ziye woke up ten years ago, and so far we
There are more than a dozen brothers and sisters who have been secretly following her. If our strength is compromised for other things, we may not be able to complete the tasks assigned by our ancestors in the future.
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This time we have direct contact with the Pangu clan, I'm a little worried." The old storyteller put down his chopsticks, wiped his mouth with his sleeves, and said slowly: "To be honest, I don't know for sure, the Pangu clan is not something we can do.
The Panshishu who was provoked was just an insignificant role in the Pangu clan. As a result, a
He can challenge several of you alone, his fighting power is so high and his cultivation is so strong, it's scary.
But besides us, Huang Tian, which other force in the world can handle this matter?
Yu Jizi, Tuoba Yu and other evil masters are unable to fight against masters of this level.
Yaoguang will not summon the guardian monks of the seven organizations in the near future.
As the woman of Jiutian Xuannv and the granddaughter of Xuanyuan, Xuan Ying is qualified to negotiate head-on with the forces and the Pangu clan. However, if Xuan Ying is allowed to handle this matter, it may make the situation worse.
Now the various forces in the human world are very scattered, like a plate of loose sand. It is already difficult for them to deal with the six tribes of heaven and humans. If we, Huang Tian, don't stand up at this time, the human world may be even more chaotic."
Mr. Qiu stopped talking and just sighed.
He was a little puzzled. In the past, the old storyteller was not of this character and rarely interfered in the affairs of the Three Realms. However, this time he actually came forward to talk head-on with the descendants of the Pangu clan.
The change in the storyteller's behavior began ten years ago.
The little girl named Yuan Xiaolou who has been following him around the world seems to have a kind of magic power, slowly changing the old storyteller's behavior.
Seeing that Mr. Qiu was silent, the old storyteller said, "I guess that's the end of the matter about the Pangu family. Let's talk about other things. Where is Li Ziye now?" Mr. Qiu said: "Since Li Ziye and Xuan Ying
After bidding farewell to Zhan Ying in the capital, we went to Mount Sumeru. Xuanying and Li Ziye are both top experts, and there are many masters in Kasyapa Temple. Our people can only stay thirty miles away from Guanzizai Peak.
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Brother, we have been monitoring Li Ziye day and night for the past ten years. Except for the last time she went to Northern Xinjiang after the last battle on the sacred mountain, there was no unusual behavior at other times.
Could it be that Li Ziye has no other thoughts? Should our people withdraw?"
The old storyteller shook his head slightly, stood up, and walked around the small room thinking.
After a while, the old storyteller said: "Our people cannot be withdrawn, the country is easy to change, and the nature is hard to change. This woman can sleep herself for more than 20,000 years, which shows how firm her mind is."
She keeps following Xuan Ying, which always makes me feel like something is wrong.
The Thirty-Six Gods of War Bronze Medal and the Black Iron Order are on Ye Xiaochuan's body, and he can break the seal of the Thirty-Six Gods of War at any time.
Once the seal is lifted and the prehistoric God of War reappears in the world, the jade tree in Li Ziye's hands must be used to bring out the strongest combat power of the thirty-six Gods of War.
Therefore, we cannot let down our guard against Li Ziye and must monitor her every move at all times."
After asking about Li Ziye's whereabouts, the old storyteller asked if there was any news from the Demon Sect.
Compared to other news, the Huangtian organization knows more about the Demon Sect because one of them is at the top of the Demon Sect. Mr. Qiu said: "I just received news that the Holy Fire Sect is exploring southern Xinjiang.
There seemed to be movement, and many red-clothed disciples appeared, secretly gathering in the direction of Qiming Mountain. Tuobayu was very concerned about this matter, and sent out many scouts to find out the number and number of the red-clothed disciples.
