Zhao Yinger smiled brightly and walked away gracefully.
His steps seemed extremely brisk.
He even jumped a little when he turned the corner and was out of sight of Fang Che.
The long hair was exposed on the wall and floated happily, like the spring wind, gently blowing by.
Zuo Guanglie stood at the door of the Deacon Hall, watching Fang Che approach from a distance, and said with envy: "Deacon Fang is really lucky."
"oh?"
Fang Che laughed.
Blessed?
Hey... I need to make it clear to Zhao Ying'er tonight, so I don't want to waste time on myself.
I went to the merit office and calculated my merits. Well, it was nineteen thousand seven hundred and seventy points.
If you do three jobs today, you will be a gold star.
It's just that his cultivation has grown too fast, and the effect of Shuiyun Tianguo has not disappeared yet. He is about to reach the fourth level of handsome level.
The mist swirl in the Dantian is not enough, so press it again.
Thinking about it all the way, he led Tang Zheng out of the guard hall.
Today, Tang Zheng is in even higher spirits, and his whole appearance is completely different from before.
"Hey, your cultivation has improved?"
Fang Che was shocked.
"Yes, I went back yesterday and used the elixirs rewarded during this period to improve myself. Now, I am a ninth-level innate grandmaster!" Tang Zheng was overjoyed: "When I accumulate some accumulation and make some achievements, I can break through the ranks of generals.
"
His eyes were full of longing, and he grinned and said: "Deacon Fang, when I break through the military generals, I will work hard and strive to become a deacon guarding the main hall like you."
With infinite expectations and sighs, he said: "I never thought that I would have the opportunity to become a deacon in this life."
Fang Che was silent.
He couldn't help but think of Mo Ganyun and others.
In order to solidify their foundation, Mo Ganyun and others did not even take any pills before becoming a general.
However, the elixir that they looked down upon was a supreme treasure to Tang Zheng. Even some people may not be able to get one even if they work hard all their lives!
He was silent for a moment, then took out a bottle of elixir from his pocket, a low-level elixir that can be used by innate grand masters, and said: "I have a bottle here. It was captured from killing an enemy some time ago. You can take it and use it."
Tang Zheng was stunned immediately.
His body started to tremble: "Deacon Fang, this... this is actually the elixir of the elixir pattern! This is too precious... I, I..."
He didn't dare to ask for it, but he wanted it and struggled with it.
"Take it. You also know that I have no use for this grade."
Fang Che sighed and placed it in Tang Zheng's hand.
Feeling that Tang Zheng's hands were shaking violently, Fang Che smiled encouragingly and said as he walked: "Your elder sister and father, who is the master of the hall, won't give you any resources?"
"resource……"
Tang Zheng chuckled and said: "With my character, I have always looked like I have no future, how can I be given resources? There are many geniuses in the family, so we have to stick to them first."
"Are you complaining?"
"Why should we complain? They are the hope of the family. The stronger they are, the better we can live. It is what we should give to them."
Tang Zheng said from the bottom of his heart: "Sometimes I get good things and send them to them."
Fang Che was silent.
He looked at the elixir in Tang Zheng's hand and suddenly regretted it.
He did not regret giving the elixirs to Tang Zheng, but he was worried that these elixirs would harm him.
…
The people from Tianxia Escort Agency were hidden in the crowd.
Keep an eye on Deacon Fang’s whereabouts at all times.
Then start reporting the demon cult monsters you discover.
In one morning, Fang Che killed two of them!
It has to be said that this trick is quite effective in driving away tigers and devouring wolves. However, Fang Che also found that this effect is getting weaker and weaker.
Many monsters from the Demon Cult have not shown up at all now.
I don't know where the nest is hidden.
As for guarding the main hall, there was no loss during these seven or eight consecutive days.
Everything seems to have calmed down.
Tang Zhengdao: "In the meeting this morning, the palace master and others said that from now on, they will probably return to the original rhythm again, and start to secretly investigate and collect clues little by little, and then we can catch one. Some have been found.
I can’t catch it yet, I need to make a nest.”
Fang Che frowned and turned around: "Is this what the palace master said?"
"Yes. Moreover, over the years, many things like this year have actually happened."
Tang Zhengdao: "There are many people from the demon sect. In fact, they are just like traveling. They do nothing. They stay in this city for a period of time. After the time limit set by them, they will naturally disappear."
"I remember once, the superiors reported that more than 2,000 people came from the southeast, and then all the major guard halls stayed on guard until there was no movement. All the guard halls combined, the number of demons captured and killed did not exceed 200.
.”
Tang Zhengdao: "This time, the number of people who reported the news was more than 10,000, but it was scattered to the seventeen continents in the southeast. If there were more than one continent, there would be more than a thousand people. And this time, more than 2,000 people had been killed in all the continents combined.
We’re here. We’ve almost reached the turning point.”
"In the past few days, there have been no situation reports from other continents. We have had a few big ones here. But judging from the current situation, it's basically the same."
Tang Zhengdao: "Deacon Fang, I'm afraid you haven't noticed that in the past few days, even the teams that often go on missions have obviously relaxed a lot."
Fang Che was thoughtful and said: "Is that so..."
He stood on the road, leisurely looking at the bustling crowds of people coming and going; his eyes were filled with contemplation.
"Something's wrong."
Fang Che shook his head: "This time, it is definitely different from the past."
"There must be bigger things behind it."
His heart was heavy.
From the beginning, he had a question on his mind.
The Orthodox Church has sent so many young people here for training. Do the higher-ups really not know that this is basically sending most of them to die? There are definitely not many who can go back.
At the lowest level, it is impossible to have half of it.
Dongfang Sansan's clear face and calm eyes came to Fang Che's mind.
With Dongfang's plan, even if there is a tacit understanding with the other party, the number of people who can go back will be suppressed below the bottom line.
Let you be on the verge of breaking out, but not really break out.
In this way, these people are basically training for guarding the main hall.
In other words, the experience gained by the Guardians and the subsequent growth of talents will be several times that of the Only One Orthodox Sect.
This is a victory.
The victory of the game belongs to the superior.
And this result is also clearly known to the senior leaders of Solipsism.
So, why do you keep sending people away again and again?
"Keep patrolling."
"good."
The whole morning was uneventful. During lunch, Fang Che was still deep in thought.
…
Zhao Ying'er has returned home, dressed up carefully, and even changed out of the dress that originally felt very fitting and beautiful.
There were thirty or forty dresses on the bed, and I selected them one by one in front of the mirror.
Finally I chose the one I am most satisfied with.
I put on the snow animal skin boots that I have been reluctant to wear since I bought them.
When I was about to go out, I went back and touched up my makeup carefully in front of the mirror.
Then he happily went out to buy wine.
When you go to see Ren Chang, you always have to bring some wine.
That old drunkard is usually reluctant to buy good wine to drink. This time, bring him more.
Tie Xue Tai, Zhao Ying'er directly bought twenty altars.
Teacher Ren, I will buy it for you after a while. I will buy these for now and you can drink them first.
Depending on your savings, this will be enough for half a year.
The owner of the winery squinted and smiled, took the money, and said, "Deacon Zhao, is there something good going on at home? Congratulations."
Zhao Ying'er's face turned red and she said, "No, I'm going to see Deacon Ren Chang."
"Oh...Deacon Ren, that's a good man."
The owner of the winery lamented: "What a pity... I gave Deacon Ren a jar of wine."
After saying that, he came back with the money for a jar of wine.
Zhao Ying'er was stunned for a moment, then said movedly: "Thank you, but no need. You sell wine every day, it's not easy to make some money."
I insisted and paid the money.
The owner of the winery said with concern: "Deacon Zhao, the world is so chaotic now, so be careful if you go alone."
Zhao Ying'er smiled and said: "I'm not alone, I'm going with Deacon Fang."
"oh oh……"
The boss suddenly understood and said: "Then I'll congratulate Deacon Zhao in advance."
Zhao Ying'er's face turned red, she felt like her heart was pounding like a deer, and she said angrily: "Don't talk nonsense."
Feeling that someone had peeked into her mind, Zhao Ying'er was in a hurry to leave, so she directly rented a small cart specially used to transport wine from the winery, holding it with one hand, and walked to Xishan easily.
Xishan Cemetery is the cemetery for the heroes who guard the main hall.
Ren Chang and all his previous colleagues who died in the line of duty were laid to rest there.
Zhao Ying'er's smile is like a flower, her eyes are moving, but there is also a trace of sadness, and the girl's feelings are like a dream, a poem, and an illusion.
Look, the time of application is coming soon.
Zhao Ying'er quickened her pace, picked it up and flew over gracefully.
The white clothes are fluttering, and the fragrant breeze spreads all the way.
Xishan Cemetery is in sight.
The path, all made of bluestone, is already in front of you.
Zhao Ying'er composed herself.
Carrying the wine, I walked up easily.
Then I found Ren Chang's tomb in front of a relatively new tomb.
What is engraved on it is: The tombs of the second-level deacons of Baiyunzhou Guard Hall, Ren Chang, Kong Xiang, and their husbands.
This line of writing was suggested by Fang Che.
"Teacher Ren Chang, I'm here to see you."
Zhao Ying'er arranged the sacrifices, lit the incense, and slowly lit the prepared paper money.
Then he opened the two jars of iron-blooded jars and poured them into two wine bowls. The aroma of the wine overflowed.
"Thank you for taking care of you for so many years... Ying'er can't repay you; back then, I even joked that I would take care of you in your old age... ugh."
Zhao Yinger slowly added paper money to the fire.
After drinking for a while, he stood up and slowly poured the wine in front of the grave.
"As you know, my monthly salary is quite large, and I often make seizures. So... I'll give you some wine, don't be reluctant to drink it. Just drink it. I'll bring it to you in a few days. I promise you won't be put off."
.”
"Don't be so stingy again."
Zhao Ying'er felt sad.
…
Fang Che had already arrived in Xicheng, but still found nothing while patrolling the streets.
It's already the end of the Shen Dynasty.
I thought of going to see Ren Chang.
He said to Tang Zhengdao: "You should go back first. I will go to pay homage to Ren Chang."
Tang Zhengdao: "I'll go too."
Fang Che thought for a moment and said, "I'm afraid it's not very convenient."