The first cause of all realms

Chapter 51 Prison?
Ten capitals.

See also Shidu.

Touching the newly grown green stubble on his chin, Yang Jue was thoughtful.

The one marked Shidu, and his cookbook, he originally thought that the so-called Shidu, like "good but bad", was just a grade mark of the gluttony cauldron for ingredients.

but now……

Thinking about it in his heart, Yang Jue entered the Cauldron of Gluttony, glanced at the many progress bars on the wall of the cauldron, and picked up the food material ghost head sword.

The intricate text covered the entire body of the blade, and the 'Picture of Ghosts and Gods of the Ten Capitals' was falling on the handle of the blade.

Corresponding to the Daowen, Yang Jue began to analyze the magical secrets on the knife, which four generations of Weihe had never comprehended.

"I was born extraordinary. I could read a thousand characters at the age of three, and read a hundred classics at the age of five. My parents and villagers all said that I was a prodigy, and the county magistrate even praised me as a top scholar."

"However, my ambition is not here! To learn literary and martial arts and sell them to the emperor's family is not my way. My way is to spend money on the world..."

"Dare to ask the heavens, is there a god? I will be able to answer the questions of the ancient sages!"

The opening chapter is a self-report with a strong foreign tone.

"immigrant……"

Yang Jue frowned inwardly.

Daoism has long been unified with the unification of characters, but the accents of different places are not unified, not to mention other places, the six prefectures of Qingzhou, the accents have changed a lot.

This is just Qingzhou. Looking around the world, there are hundreds and thousands of dialects.

Many cheats are just practiced because they cannot be picked up. In addition to the terminology, the biggest problem is the dialect.

For example, there is a kind of bird in Shunde Prefecture, which is called 'Xiao Chonger' in Heishan County, and 'Jiaqiaoer' and 'Laojiadan' in other places.

People in other places can read characters, so how do they know what this is talking about?
Next, Yang Qiu encountered such a problem.

The narration of this self-proclaimed 'Taoist Feideng' is filled with a lot of words that he recognizes but doesn't understand at all, which makes him look confused.

In the end, he had no choice but to put down the ghost sword.

"...God knows where this dialect is spoken?"

Yang Yu was speechless.

After finally learning Daoism, I still have to learn dialects?

This is outrageous.

Among the storytellers, those who picked up a cheat book and practiced it are really lucky not to die.

"Unifying the language means no less than unifying the text..."

Reluctantly, with a sigh, Yang Juan calmed down and began to practice.

Stepping, twisting the body, kicking back, chopping down...

While waving the sword light, Yang Ju's figure fluctuated and fluctuated.

With the beheading sword technique stuck in the bottleneck, he put more energy on the footwork.

The sword technique originally required the cooperation of the footwork, and the rapid advancement of the beheading knife naturally drove the step by step.

It's just that the wind-by-wind step is really not very clever.

But he was able to move and dodge under the siege of the followers of the Liansheng Sect, naturally by relying on this seemingly inconspicuous footwork.

"The ninth level of sword technique is the pinnacle, what is the tenth level like?"

The figure moved, and the light of the knife diffused across the volume, Yang Yu still had distracting thoughts in his heart.

"Li Eryi's storytelling from all over the world, logically speaking, he should know a lot of dialects in other places, right?"

……

On the high platform, Li Eryi held up his cuffs, cadenced:
"As the saying goes, the old luxury things are empty, and the silver screen and golden house are dreaming. The yellow reeds are empty in the evening, and the green grass and cold smoke lock the Forbidden City.

The fish lamp in the tunnel is almost exhausted, and the mirror box of the dressing table is long sealed.By whom can we have fun and die, with one idler and two sleeves. "

Snapped!
Xingmu took heavy shots, and the onlookers just came back to their senses.

"It's a good thing that the old luxurious things are gone, and you have nothing to do! You are really a great talent!"

Liu Qingqing patted her thigh and applauded repeatedly.

He refused to listen to "Golden Ping" at the beginning, and the trifles in the market place are no match for happiness and hatred, but as the story unfolded, he couldn't stop.

Afterwards, whenever Li Eryi started, he would be the first to arrive.

"Good life, good life!"

The rest of the spectators also applauded loudly, and before the boy with the basket came down to ask for it, the copper coins were already flying all over the high platform.

"Thanks to everyone's liking, Mr. Li is very happy."

Li Eryi smiled and thanked all the food and clothing parents.

Sweeping the silver coins on the floor, he was quite satisfied, but the corner of his mouth twitched again when he saw the ingot of gold that Liu Qingqing offered as a reward.

These days, Liu Qingqing doesn't give a lot of rewards, and the money is very generous.

But every time he stepped off the stage, someone would come to ask for it. As time passed, he really hated the old parents in Montenegro.

That's gold, gold!

Following the curtain call, all the spectators also dispersed, but Liu Qingqing raised her hand and called Li Eryi: "Sir, don't be in a hurry!"

"Mr. Liu, this is it?"

Li Eryi looked back puzzled.

"Master, I want to invite you to the mansion to talk a few words!"

Someone has already explained the purpose of coming.

"This……"

Li Eryi hesitated.

He really didn't want to deal with Mr. Liu, but it was really because of him that he was able to tell stories safely without being disturbed.

Unavoidable some hesitation.

"What? Do you dare not go?"

The servant immediately yelled.

"Bastard!"

Liu Qingqing glanced coldly, dismissed the servants, and invited with a smile.

Li Eryi was very hesitant, but still declined politely:
"To be honest, the villain has already finished shaking his hands, and Ben is going out of the city today..."

He wasn't lying.

Although the inner city barely maintained calm, he had long been keenly aware of the unusual atmosphere in Montenegro.

If Li Eryi hadn't been really hard to deal with, and wanted to say goodbye to Yang prison, he would have wanted to leave Heishan County 20 days earlier.

"Mister is leaving?"

Liu Qingqing was a little surprised, and immediately shook her head:

"What does it matter how many days in the evening? Mister, I will talk about the last session in the afternoon, and I will see you off tomorrow. I have a good gift for you!"

"..."

Li Eryi wanted to tell him that he didn't get a single coin from you, but he could feel the eyes of those servants staring at him eagerly.

Still gritted his teeth and agreed.

It was already noon at this time, Li Eryi had a meal together, and was followed by the door servants to Liu's house.

"What a 'good official'..."

Looking at the mansion in front of him, and thinking about the yamen he saw when passing by, Li Er felt his teeth ache.

Just relying on storytelling for this house, I'm afraid I won't be able to afford it in 1000 years.

Until he was welcomed into a courtyard by his servants, Li Eryi was still nervous, he didn't want to drink tea, and he didn't want to sit.

The boy was even more restless and anxious.

He thought that Liu Qingqing would come soon, but he didn't expect that after waiting for two hours, he didn't even see anyone.

Perhaps because he had drunk too much tea, Li Eryi felt a little anxious, seeing that no one had arrived, he asked the yamen servant who was waiting next to him to go to the latrine.

"There are many things!"

The yamen servant shook his face and led him away.

The boy naturally followed suit.

"call!"

In the hut, Li Eryi tied up his trouser belt and was about to go out, when he suddenly heard someone's voice next door.

"...I dug up the tomb, but I didn't see the bodies of Wang Wu, Tan Hong, and Yang Qian..."

"Yang Prison?"

Li Er didn't want to listen to people's corners at all, but when he heard Yang Yu's name, his heart suddenly thumped.

Can't help but stick to the corner of the wall.

Then I heard a rather gentle voice answer casually:

"That's all for Wang Wu, and he can't kill the two young men? A mob is a mob."

"The Liansheng Sect is not a mob."

A slightly old voice sounded:

"The sect that first noticed the 'shocking change' should not be underestimated. However, there seems to be nothing else in the big prison. Perhaps the 'prison' that the Liansheng Sect was looking for did not refer to the big prison..."

"Yes or no, it doesn't matter to me. My lord doesn't care about these..."

The gentle voice didn't care.

"Then these people, do you need the help of the poor?"

The old voice said again.

"There will be no storms, whether you live or die, it doesn't matter."

Said in a gentle voice, paused slightly:
"But I don't want outsiders to come to the mansion today..."

Li Eryi's heart tightened.

Before he could slip away, he heard a 'bang', and the wall in front of him was pierced by life, bricks and stones splashed, and a large amount of feces and urine were splashed.

"what!"

　Good night everyone.

　
(End of this chapter)