The first cause of all realms

Chapter 282 Surnamed Yang, Named Prison! (Second more)

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Deyang Prefecture is located in the south of Qingzhou. The terrain in the territory is changeable, with plateaus, mountains, hills, plains, and especially many rivers.

Surrounded by thousands of rivers, it has always been known as a land of fish and rice.

however……

A carriage was traveling alone on the wilderness, grass and ashes were blown by the breeze, making it extremely bleak.

"Who would have thought that in less than three years, the once-prosperity has turned into scorched earth, and there is no life in sight?"

The scenery in front of him has remained unchanged for many days, which made Zhao Kun, an old Jianghu, feel great depression in his heart, and couldn't help but want to say something.

In the carriage, Qin Si put her palm on her arm and said silently:
"Repel the dust."

call!
Her body trembled slightly, and her clothes, which were not stained at all, became cleaner.

"Is this how supernatural powers are used?"

The dusty Zhao Kun slandered and stretched out his arms:

"Come here too."

Qin Si automatically ignored his words, opened the curtain of the car and looked from a distance:

"Couldn't you go the wrong way? It's been more than 20 days, and it's time to arrive at Deyang Fucheng..."

"Is it really like three autumns if we don't see each other every day?"

Zhao Kun put down his hands resentfully, shaking the dust on his sleeves deliberately.

"If you say such disrespectful things again, don't blame me for driving your voice away!"

Qin Si glared at him angrily:
"We don't have much dry food and water. We're going to go on a bad road. I'm afraid we're going to starve..."

She has always been a clean person, and this trip was full of dust, and she was really uncomfortable. Although she could drive away dust with supernatural powers, she still wanted to take a bath.

"Then who is to blame?"

Mentioning this, Zhao Kun's face became even more ugly:
"Those refugees are dying, and you gave them half of the dry food. Even if you gave them, wouldn't they be able to survive?"

"If you can't save it, just ask for peace of mind."

Qin Si didn't bother to pay attention to him, and was about to put down the car curtain when she suddenly saw something.

"That is?"

Zhao Kun also seemed to be aware of it. Standing up and looking into the distance, he could see smoke rising from the kitchen in the far distance, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief:

"Isn't there a population here? There are people, I guess Deyang Prefecture is not far away..."

"It's better to be cautious."

Qin Si reminded him that she also grasped the soft sword in her cuff.

She naturally knows martial arts, but her talent in martial arts is mediocre, she has worked hard for more than ten years, and she has only changed her blood eight times, and she is still a short step away from reaching the third level.

"If you really want to meet someone who doesn't open your eyes, the old man will have to open his mouth if he can't say it."

Zhao Kunkong swung his whip and drove the horse forward.

Not long after, the two of them saw that there seemed to be a small town that was still relatively intact, and the smoke they saw was coming from that small town.

only……

"Walking along this road, all the villages and towns I saw were in ruins. Here..."

Zhao Kun raised caution and drove closer.

Walking to the entrance of the town, I felt another shock in my heart. This town seems to have been abandoned for a long time, which can be seen from the ashes of those houses.

However, inside and outside the town, there are actually quite a few fresh footprints. If you feel it carefully, you can still hear the low neighing of horses.

"It's not that this small town survived by luck, but that some people came from afar and settled here. Looking at the footprints, there are quite a few people, and it's not a group of people..."

Qin Si observed and frowned.

"You have to go in and have a look. Be careful yourself, it's best not to get out of the car..."

Zhao Kun warned in a low voice.

Seeing that he was about to go in, Qin Si frowned, but she couldn't stop him.

I'm afraid this town is not a good place, but the way they have come is really a bit of a desolation. Dry food is okay, but water is really indispensable.

Cautiously going in and walking through a street, Zhao Kun was stunned.

Across the street, there is no dust at all. As far as I can see, there is an inn!
This inn is six stories high. Although there are still signs of damage, it is obviously repaired. The wine flags flying outside the door have been wiped clean.

The house a little farther away was bulldozed and used as a place to put the horses. At a glance, there are probably dozens of horses!
weird...

Not to mention Zhao Kun, Qin Si who caught a glimpse of the inn from the corner of the carriage was also a little stunned, but she looked around and suddenly found a familiar figure.

At the corner of the eaves on the third floor of the restaurant, there was a man squatting. He was dressed in green clothes, with a bamboo hat on his head, and a long sword in his waist, with a stern aura.

this person...

A strange feeling rose in her heart, and she immediately breathed a sigh of relief, urging Zhao Kun to go in.

"how?"

Zhao Kun was still a little dazed, and there was a voice in the inn, full of surprise.

"Is the person coming from Master Qin? We are really destined. After leaving Mulin Mansion, we met in Deyang Mansion so soon..."

Zhao Kun was even more surprised when he heard this.

Qin Si lifted the curtain and got out of the carriage. She was still wearing men's clothes, but she couldn't hide her beauty and elegance, which attracted a lot of attention.

On the corner of the eaves, the half-lying and dozing swordsman also lifted the corner of the bamboo hat, looking at the beauty in men's clothing who got off the car slowly, he also flashed a flash of surprise:
"Why is she?"

"You really have a big family and a big business. You have done business in Deyang Mansion..."

Qin Si walked into the inn slowly, Zhao Kun whistled, the horses had pulled the cart aside, and he followed into the inn.

This inn is not small, but there are quite a lot of people, and almost all of them carry knives and swords. The reason why they say almost is because in front of the counter, there is a rich and fat old man in yellow clothes with a smile on his face, and his hands are empty.

It wasn't right either, he clearly held a few copper plates covered with paste in his hand.

"Small business, just to make ends meet."

The big boss played with the copper coins, smiled and called Qin Si to sit down, and handed over a list.

"A pot of clear tea costs ten taels of gold? Why don't you grab it?!"

With just one glance, Zhao Kun jumped up as if he had hit a nail, his face full of anger: "How dare you earn such conscientious money in this catastrophic place?!"

"On the contrary, this money is very conscientious."

The big boss smiled slightly:
"This tea is only sold to those who have no conscience. What do you think?"

Zhao Kun was angry, but he was a little apprehensive. This old fat man looked like an ordinary person, but how could an ordinary person have the ability to open an inn here?
Moreover, he has heard many rumors about this big boss.

This fat man has been doing business for decades, involving countless industries, provinces, states, and prefectures, but he can still make money steadily. Naturally, he cannot be an ordinary person.

"The big boss is not talking about us."

Qin Si smiled and ordered a pot of tea before saying:
"In this day and age, most of the people who can spend ten taels of gold to drink tea are those who have no conscience. Fortunately, we are foreigners, not from Deyang Prefecture..."

"It's still Qin everyone who sees it clearly. As a thank you, I will give you this pot of tea."

The big boss clapped his hands and smiled, and a pot of tea was placed on the table.

Zhao Kun frowned slightly, but Qin Si shook his head, took out an ingot of gold from the package, and said:
"Since you are in a small business, how can you pay on credit?"

"OK."

The big boss was startled, and then smiled:

"I heard that Master Qin has a very good personal relationship with that Catcher Yang, why don't you see him with him?"

The rest of the guests, including Zhao Kun, were a little weird. They didn't drink the free tea, but they had to pay for gold?

Twelve taels of gold, this is not a small amount.

In this calamity year, is it enough to buy twenty cardamom girls for a pot of tea?

"Brother Yang is busy with business, how can he go with the little girl?"

Qin Si didn't have to think about it. Most of these people were free eaters, but she didn't care. She poured herself a cup of tea and said curiously:
"Based on the current situation in Deyang Mansion, how could you come here if you are so unprofitable? Are you really here to do this 'small business'?"

Qin Si naturally knew who the big boss was.

This guy doesn't say that he is rich, but his net worth is also a huge figure. No matter how you think about it, it makes no sense for such a person to come to Deyang Mansion.

Moreover, she knew that this big boss didn't like to do business in person, but liked to lend money to other people to do business, and he didn't care about making money or losing money.

The big boss didn't answer.

Qin Si felt that the eyes of all the drinkers in the room looked at her very strangely.

"Master Qin really passed by here?"

Seeing that Qin Si didn't seem to be lying, the big boss' eyes became rather strange, but he still answered:
"At this time, Deyang Mansion doesn't even have a piece of turf, but it has a very rare 'treasure'. There are hundreds of thousands of people who come for it, and there are many big men with heads, faces and wealth... "

"Ok?"

Zhao Kun's heart skipped a beat, thinking of a rumor he had heard before, his expression changed suddenly:
"Magic?!"

"That's right, it's Mo Mei!"

After hearing these two words, the other drinkers who had not spoken all this time also spoke.

Talking all over the place.

Hearing these people's words, Zhao Kun's face gradually changed, and Qin Si also frowned.

As a supernatural being, she naturally knows what Mo Mei represents.

The original demons refer to the ghosts and monsters in myths and legends, but they are just legends. The demons they talk about refer to the supernatural beings who have been backlashed by the Dao fruit.

Mo Mei is now in the world, and everyone punishes him, but I don't know when it started. There are rumors that after Mo Mei's death, Dao Fruit will not disappear like a supernatural being.

Moreover, it will be easier to refine than ordinary Dao fruits.

It is unknown whether it is true or not, but it is a fact that every time Mo Mei appears, countless disputes will arise.

If this is really a magical world...

"What kind of treasure is Daoguo? Up to Emperor Qin, down to the current Emperor Lao Tzu, there is no one who doesn't want it. If you don't want to lose your life, you should leave quickly!"

The person who spoke was a middle-aged man with a cold temperament, thin face and beard. His eyes were subtle but strange:

"You need to know that in this place, no less than three hundred fellow martial artists have died in these few days! It is said that a group of Longyuan Guards were planted here a few days ago!"

Long Yuanwei? !

Zhao Kun's expression tightened, and he looked at Qin Si, who nodded slightly.

They really passed by here, but they have no interest in participating in this kind of thing.

"Slow down, slow down!"

Seeing that the two seemed to be retreating, a sneer came from above their heads, and a ghostly figure landed at the door, stopping the two of them, sizing up Qin Si and the other with eyes.

"What do you want?"

Zhao Kun's face darkened.

Attracted by the demon, there are many masters in this town. He doesn't want to cause trouble, but he is not afraid of trouble.

The man heard the words but did not answer, but looked at the others:

"These two, are you interested?"

A group of drinkers were either jealous of him, or had no intention of doing so, they all shook their heads when they saw his gaze.

Only the big boss smiled and said:

"The only old man in Hengshan who picks the stars, Li Zhenglai? I heard that your grasping hand is unique in Deyang Mansion, but I'm afraid you can't afford to offend this Master Qin."

"The big boss is saying that I can't afford to provoke the six doors behind them?"

Li Zhenglai turned his head up and said 'haha', his face was full of ferocity, he glanced at the two people in front of him, his eyes were violent:
"It's bad luck for you. Someone Li happens to have a deep hatred with the imperial court, but when he meets martial arts scum who befriends eagles and dogs, he will kill them all without exception!"

"Li Zhenglai? You call yourself Hengshan Dusou. Thinking about it, you were a lucky survivor from the Hengshan faction when the court horse stepped into the rivers and lakes decades ago?"

Looking at the skinny and ferocious old man in front of him, Zhao Kun felt slightly angry. Even if the person in front of him had a similar experience to his senior brother, he couldn't feel any good feelings for him.

"The undead ghost of Hengshan, what are the six doors afraid of?"

Li Zhenglai sneered, and was about to strike, but the big boss didn't care much, and just said lightly:
"What if his surname is Yang and his name is Prison?"

　Difficult, failed to adjust the schedule, let’s talk about it later, continue to code, try to write the third update, and force myself.

　
(End of this chapter)