"There were eight villages below Hedong City, and the people were massacred overnight without any resistance," said Lao Huang.
Bai Gaoxing took it and asked: "Has the Lord of Hedong City sent someone to investigate?"
Lao Huang shook his head.
"No way." Bai Gaoxing said in surprise, "The people in eight villages were massacred, and the city lord didn't even investigate?"
This is too disrespectful of the people. He is not afraid that everyone will die and there will be no one available to him?
Lao Huang drank a cup of tea and said, "I don't blame the Lord of Hedong City. He is mainly constrained by his own innate deficiencies."
"What do you mean?" Rakshasa looked up at Lao Huang.
"Short-sighted," said Lao Huang.
The Lord of Hedong City is a mouse turned demon. His biggest hobby is to carry food to his cave, and he never cares about the life and death of the people he governs.
The grain grown by the common people was completely exploited by him every time, so that the common people could only eat wheat husks.
"Isn't slavery popular now?" Lao Huang sneered, "I guess that rat is eager to let these people die. When the people die, he can openly take over the land as his own, and then let the slaves farm it. For him
In general, slaves are much easier to use than villagers."
The fate of slaves is in the hands of slave owners, who can control them easily and are not afraid of their resistance.
"I heard the news from outside. They all said that the village in Hedong City was massacred because this rat secretly sent his subordinates to do it." Old Huang approached Bai Xingxing, "This news has spread throughout Hedong City, and now it has reached us.
Already."
"Isn't this nonsense?" Bai Gaoxing said.
He asked Lao Huang to collect a lot of information about the massacre of villages, not only in Hedong City, but also in other cities.
"Although it is nonsense, some people believe it." Lao Huang said.
Now the people in Hedong City are furious, and the demon guards have been dispatched several times to suppress those people.
Rakshasa Bird was surprised, "Hey, the people in the Central Plains also know how to resist?"
"What you are saying, who doesn't want to live?" Lao Huang said.
Under the rule of the gods of the Central Plains, although human beings were not comfortable living and had no dignity, they were still alive at least.
Fortunately, they died in their sleep, and they were massacred village by village, leaving no way for the people to survive.
"No matter who it is, they will rise up and resist." Lao Huang said.
Bai nodded happily, "The villages under Peony City were also massacred, so your city lord didn't say anything?"
"Didn't it disappear later?" Lao Huang said, "If it had existed, the city lord would definitely have intervened."
"I hope so." Bai Gaoxing opened the tea lid, looked at the list of slaughtered villages handed over by Lao Huang, and asked Lao Huang one by one where they were.
As the leader, Lao Huang still knows these things.
"Hedong City is to the west of Peony City and east of the river." Lao Huang dipped his hand in tea and drew on the table.
"Hedong City is the main route from the eastern part of the Central Plains to the center of the Central Plains. If you go west from somewhere else, you have to go around the mountains and turn back when you are approaching the Northern Wilderness." Old Huang said, "Of course, if you are brave enough to be skilled in art,
It’s big and you’re not afraid of hardships, so you can go directly through the mountains.”
Lao Huang said, and marked the villages that were massacred.
After all the villages were drawn on the table, the three of them saw that there was no trace of the locations of the slaughtered villages. They were all a hammer in the east and a mallet in the west.
"The only thing that is certain is that this murderer is very hateful." Huang concluded.
"Actually, it's not without a trace."
Bai Gaoxing dipped his finger in tea and drew a line, "Let's look at it in chronological order. They started from the Central Plains City next to Quanshui City and massacred all the way. After arriving at Hedong, they massacred one village first, and then moved to other places.
city, and later went to Hedong City to massacre two villages."
They later moved to other cities, and until recently, they began to commit crimes continuously in Hedong City.
Bai happily said: "They must have their own motives for massacring so many villages in the east of Hedong."
The Rakshasa Bird also became suspicious, "Yes, if the village was massacred immediately, why did it never go west again once it reached the east of the river?"
Lao Huang scratched his head and said, "It's just killing people, what else could it be for?"
To the gods of the Central Plains, the death of a few people every day is nothing.
"The lord of Hexi City, which is across the river from Hedong City, still takes pleasure in killing people." Lao Huang said.
The three of them were looking at the table and meditating when a guest came to the door.
"Hey, why is there a Yaoqi Inn here?" one person said.
"You are blind, this is a demon inn, not a demon inn." Another person slapped the man and raised his head and said.
"You're such a blind mother, I'm talking about the Youqi Inn!" the man returned the message.
"This is obviously a Yaoqi Inn, but why is it called a Yaoqi Inn? There are two more words. You are still not convinced that you are blind!" Another person called back.
After going back and forth, the two of them started fighting at the door of the inn.
"I'm telling you, I've long disliked you, and now you're still arguing with me. I can't beat you to death!"
"Yes, I just don't like you. You are a flatterer. You flatter Si Wu every day, and you are not afraid of the smell of Si Wu's farts!"
Bai Gaoxing frowned, "You guys from the witch academy, what are they doing in the Central Plains?"
"I came to the Central Plains to build a witch monastery, what else can I do?" Lao Huang said.
Seeing Bai Gaoxuan's confusion, he asked in surprise: "You don't know?"
"What do you know?" Bai Gaoxing asked.
"I heard that in the past year, there have been more and more ghosts in the Central Plains, pestering the gods all day long, but the gods in the Central Plains can't do anything to them. So they turned to the ghost-catching masters and these witches to ask them to catch them.
Ghosts. Gradually, there are more and more witch monasteries in the Central Plains." Lao Huang said.
Especially in those cities where innocent demons and gods were killed indiscriminately, witch monasteries were almost always established in order to avoid being entangled by evil spirits.
Bai Gaoxing was surprised. He was directly hired by traffickers, no, monsters, to be a thug in Peony City. He really didn't know about this.
"Why isn't there one in Peony City?" Bai Gaoxing asked.
"Haha." Old Huang was amused, "I can tell from one look that you don't have deep cultural foundation."
Bai Gaoxing was confused, "What does this have to do with cultural skills?"
"You can die under the peony flowers, and you can be a ghost." Lao Huang asked Bai Gaoxing, "Why are we not afraid of ghosts in Peony City?"
With that said, Lao Huang stood up and walked towards the door.
"Hey, hey." He pointed at the two Wu Zhus, "They're going to hit each other here and there, which will affect our inn's business!"
The two Wu Zhu who were fighting looked over and asked, "Does your inn have business?"
Lao Huang looked at the empty inn behind him, "Ahem, if you block the door again, you will block any business. Hurry up and go to the other side to fight."
The two Wu Zhu let go and said, "Who are you, and why do you want us to fight wherever we go?"
"That's right, we haven't decided to fight yet."
The two wizards put their arms around each other and said, "Come on, let's try this inn to see if it's as delicious as the one in Donghuang."
The two of them entered the inn and sat down.
Bai Gaoxing took the teapot and went up to make tea, "You two, have you been to Youyaoqi Inn when you were in Donghuang?"
"Of course I have, we are still guests at the inn."
Wu Zhu raised his head and looked at Bai Gaoxing, "Xiao Er, let me tell you, if the food you cook here is not as delicious as the Donghuang Inn, we won't pay for it."
Bai Gaoxing put down the teapot and said, "Don't worry, you two, my craft was taught by the famous chef of Yaoqi Inn. What do you want to eat?"
The famous chef Bai Gaoxing was talking about was of course Yu Sheng.
As for the step-by-step instruction, Bai Gaoxing pointed to the time when he first met Yu Sheng.
For the rest of my life at that time, the rice I cooked was always uncooked.
"Braised fish tofu, another piece of mapo tofu, and preferably another piece of stinky tofu." Wu Zhu said.
"okay."
Bai Gaoxing agreed, but he was muttering in his heart that he had never seen the shopkeeper make this stinky tofu.
He was actually present when he was eating stinky tofu, but it was Yu Sheng who served it directly.
When Bai Gaoxing was at a loss what to do, he saw a piece of hairy tofu in the vat.
I've had this tofu grinder for several days, but because there were so few customers, I never put it to use.
In the past few days, Bai Gaoxing only grinded enough tofu for himself, so he kept it until now.
"Hey, this tofu is so smelly!" Bai happily picked it up.