Golden Summoner

Regarding Beitang Wangchuan's soliloquy, Lin Yi didn't seem to hear it and didn't speak.

"By the way, what about hasty?" Beitang Wangchuan suddenly remembered something.

"His Royal Highness has gone to Zhou Gonglou again!"

"Oh, this girl..." Beitang Wangchuan also shook his head helplessly.

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At the same time, in the capital!

Wearing a black windbreaker, Xia Pingan was holding an oil-paper umbrella, and walked in this drizzled city with a calm expression. There was a lot of traffic around him, and the wheels of the speeding carriage were spinning, crushing the stagnant water on the ground. , Pedestrians with umbrellas and raincoats hurried on foot, and no one would look at him twice.

Xia Pingan was walking in the rain. He didn't know why he came to this place again, but he came here out of nowhere...

8Chapter 16 Second Coming

Even if it is a demigod, there are many preparations to be made before entering the realm of the gods. The most important preparation, Xia Pingan got the inspiration from Elder Jing and the senior bronze man, that it is best not to have regrets and worries , you have to face entering the Realm of the Gods of the Heavens as if you were reincarnated, because no one knows whether you can come back after entering the Realm of the Gods of the Heavens, whether you will be immortalized as a god, or whether you will be completely submerged in that mysterious and vast world and never come back again. silent.

Xia Pingan didn't know either.

The Blood Demon Cult and the Hu family were all settled, and the Tiansha League suffered heavy losses. The majesty created by the heads of four demigods and the bones and blood of countless high-ranking summoners shocked the entire Yuanqiu world. For the summoners of the world and all forces, I am afraid that they will tremble when encountering things related to the space traveler in the future, and they dare not easily hunt and kill the space traveler as prey.

Xia Pingan's entry into the Gods of the Heavens this time is to enter in secret, without making a public announcement, and few people will know. In this case, his existence is a powerful deterrent to everyone, and it is also the ultimate guarantee for all partners of the Mending Sky Project. Strong protection.

Therefore, even if Xia Ping'an was walking in Shangjing City where he escaped back then with his true self, he was not worried. Even if someone could recognize him, no one would dare to trouble him again.

When the strength arrives, everything will return to how it should be.

In the drizzle, from time to time, hurried pedestrians passed by Xia Pingan, and occasionally someone would glance at Xia Pingan's calm face, but none of those people expected that the person in front of him holding an oil-paper umbrella was standing in front of him. The person walking in the rain was the terrifying strong man who made the entire Yuanqiu world tremble at this moment.

Why come to Shangjing?

Because there is still concern in my heart!

There are people here that he can't let go of, and Xia Pingan wants to meet him one last time before leaving.

Xia Pingan didn't know what to say, maybe he just wanted to come and have a look.

In addition to hasty, the faces of two people have also appeared in Xia Ping'an's mind from time to time during this period. One of them is Shu Longxi, and the other is Ming Ruolan. Shu Longxi and him have gone through life and death, and Ming Ruolan Lan has an even more unusual relationship with him now, as she is already pregnant with his child.

After walking through several puddles of water on the side of the road, Xia Ping'an's trousers were already a little damp, and the breeze was blowing towards his face with the cool rain, which made Xia Ping'an's self-deprecating smile stand out.

Perhaps, I was not a dedicated and affectionate kind of person, only at the last moment did I realize that I am also an ordinary man, not much different from ordinary men, and will care about more than one woman. Is this considered a relationship? betrayal?Is it shameless?

Xia Pingan thought to herself mockingly.

Sometimes, the closer you are to God, the more you can see your mortal side.

The Fushen boy had been released by Xia Pingan a long time ago, and he was wandering happily in the upper capital, and Cao Cao's whereabouts at this moment had already fallen into Xia Pingan's eyes.

——Caocao is in Zhou Gonglou at the moment.

Under Xia Ping'an's remote gaze, Caocao, who was in Zhou Gonglou, seemed to be right in front of him.

I haven't seen you for many years, Caocao is still exactly the same as before, with the purity and cunning of two girls in her beautiful and flawless face, almost unchanged. She is wearing a long green dress, with a smart double spiral bun on her hair, sitting Behind the table in the outer hall of Zhougong Building, with his hands on the table, propping his cheeks, he was staring at a pair of bright and beautiful big eyes, looking at the rainy street outside Zhougong Building in a daze.

The layout of the Zhougong Building is still exactly the same as when I left, without any change at all.

The maid beside Cao Cao has not changed. Near the Zhougong Building, several royal guards are hiding in the dark, guarding Cao Cao's safety.

At this moment, a black four-wheeled carriage stopped outside Zhou Gonglou, and then a middle-aged man with a pot belly and a beard got out of the car, looked at Zhou Gonglou twice, and then walked in resolutely.

The maid at the door saw the man, and quickly went up to him, "Excuse me, sir, are you here to interpret the dream?"

The man smiled, and said in a rough voice, "Of course I'm here to interpret the dream?"

"One dream interpretation here costs 100 gold coins, the same price!" said the maid.

"It's just a little money..." A nouveau riche smile appeared on the man's face.

"Okay, sir, please follow me..." The maid led the man towards the outer hall.

Hastily, who was in a daze, saw the maid bringing the man in, before the man could speak, she stood up with staring eyes, angrily picked up the book on the table and turned towards the bearded man. The man threw it at him, "Liar, big liar, come to make me happy again, who in this rainy day will somehow take 100 gold coins to find a dream interpreter who can't interpret dreams, you big liars, I still remember you, come on!" The second time, you pretended to be an old man to interpret dreams and praised me for a good interpretation. I still remember that there was a red mole the size of a sesame seed under your ear. You scared away..."

The man became embarrassed. He didn't expect to show his face as soon as he appeared on the stage, and he couldn't continue to act in the next scene.

"Get out, lie to me again, I will ask my brother to send you to guard the deserted island in the sea, and you will not be allowed to return to the capital for 100 years..." Hastily bared his teeth, like an angry little tiger.

The man was taken aback, and he didn't dare to make any more excuses. He just saluted hastily, then hurried out in a bit of a panic, got into the carriage again, and hurried out of the way.

The maid stuck out her tongue in fright, and quickly backed out.

"Really, I'm not a child. I always use these things to fool me. Are you annoying..." He stomped his feet hastily, sat down with an aggrieved face, and started to daze with his cheeks in his hands. In his eyes, But full of loneliness and longing.

After someone left the Shang capital, this week's mansion became Caocao's favorite place to come.

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On the same street, in a restaurant more than 200 meters away from Zhougong Building, the shopkeeper of the restaurant leaned against the window on the second floor, slightly opened a corner of the curtain, and squinted to watch the carriage at the entrance of Zhougong Building disappear in front of his eyes , the shopkeeper was still holding a brush in his hand, and was drawing on a piece of paper, writing a series of incomprehensible symbols.

After writing those things, the shopkeeper squeezed the piece of paper into a ball and stuffed it into a broken bone, then went to the back kitchen, and threw the broken bone into the swill of the back kitchen, and it was no longer visible from the outside. Not at all unusual.

A few minutes later, in the drizzle, an old man led an old horse and pulled a carriage full of greasy dirt and smelling rancidity, slowly turned from the back alley, came to the back door of this restaurant, and collected the swill , and then slowly walked towards another place where swill can be collected.

Just over 20 minutes later, a large string of paper balls that make people unable to understand the rich has been placed in a secret room of a cloth dyeing workshop two kilometers away from Zhougong Building.

There are two people in the secret room, one of them has messy hair and is wearing the attire of a worker in the workshop, the other is the owner of the workshop with a fair face and a slightly fat body. symbols, while interpreting.

"Princess Wangyou is still in the Zhougong Building. The guards around the Zhougong Building have not changed. Three Royal Guards of the Five Suns Realm are hidden on the sides and the back hall of the Zhougong Building. There is also an eight-yang realm enshrined 50 meters away from the Zhougong Building. At the intersection many meters away..."

"Xia Ping'an will definitely come to Beitang Wangyou. My intuition is very accurate and I will never be wrong. As long as we control Beitang Wangyou, there is a possibility that Xia Ping'an will be subdued, and Xia Pingan will be dragged step by step. In our trap, if we want to deal with Xia Pingan now, we can only outsmart him!" The boss of the workshop said coldly, his tone was full of superiority, "Today is the best time to act, just follow the plan, now Every second it drags, Xia Ping'an may appear in the capital at any time, and if he is still in the palace, we will have no chance!"

The man in the attire of a workshop worker hesitated a little, "There is only one chance, and we have to sacrifice a lot to hold back that eight-yang-level enshrined..."

"We have been preparing for two years in Shangjing. If we want to do great things, someone will have to sacrifice. Let's prepare to act..." the owner of the workshop said firmly. He looked in the direction of the palace, his eyes were full of viciousness, "Bei Tang Wangchuan, you will never imagine what kind of gift I will prepare for you..."

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While the two people in the secret room were discussing, Xia Pingan, holding an umbrella, had calmly arrived outside the cloth dyeing workshop. He raised his head and glanced at the name hanging outside the cloth dyeing workshop, "Shuntian Cloth Workshop ", shook his head and smiled, put away his umbrella, and walked into the workshop.

The people in the workshop saw a stranger coming in, and immediately a guy came over, walked up to Xia Pingan, looked Xia Pingan up and down, "Who... are you looking for?"

Xia Pingan smiled, but without seeing what he was doing, the door of the workshop behind him automatically closed with a bang, "I heard that your boss is looking for me, so I'm here!"

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8Chapter 17 Credit

Just 1 minute later, the door of "Shuntian Cloth Workshop" opened with a creak, and Xia Pingan came out of "Shuntian Cloth Workshop", closed the door, held up an oil-paper umbrella with a calm face, and stepped on it in the drizzle. Facing the stagnant water on the road, continue walking towards Zhou Gonglou.

There is no sound in the "Shuntian Cloth Workshop" at this moment. The ordinary workers in the workshop are all asleep, falling into a deep dream, and some "special personnel" hidden in the cloth workshop are all at this moment. Their heads were in different places, each of them died peacefully, without disturbance, and many of them died before they even understood what was going on.

The two people in the secret room were also dead. The boss of the workshop was still sitting on the chair, but there was no head on his neck. His head was held in his arms by his hands, and the camouflage on the head had disappeared. Another look of astonishment was revealed, the owner of the workshop was Beitang Wangshan who was wanted by the big business kingdom.

No one knows that Beitang Wangshan sneaked back to the capital with a group of remnants of the Blood Demon Cult he had recruited several years ago, staring at Caocao, trying to find Xia Pingan through Caocao, and then control him step by step The entire merchant country.

Beitang Wangshan put his hope of turning over on Xia Ping'an. For this reason, Beitang Wangshan made a lot of careful arrangements.

The only thing that exceeded Beitang Wangshan's expectations was that he didn't expect Xia Pingan to show up again, and he had already advanced to the level of demigod, but the greed and that little bit of luck in his heart made him choose to continue to go all the way to the dark, continue to take risks, and actually wanted to pass Kidnapping Caocao to fall into their trap, dealing with poison and arrays that can threaten demigods...

"Is this the innocence of mortals? They don't know. For some demigods, names can't be mentioned casually. Once you mention it, others will know. Maybe Beitang Zhao hasn't arrived yet. This realm, so he doesn't know..."

Xia Pingan, who continued walking on the road, avoided a small puddle in front of him, with a mocking smile on his lips. Those who have not advanced to the level of demigods always think that demigods are summoners who are stronger than them. A certain demigod is useful, such as a formation, a certain poison, they think it is useful for all demigods, and then they are so immersed in their own small world and the sense of accomplishment brought by the success of the fantasy conspiracy , to paralyze themselves, to convince themselves, it's ridiculous, they don't understand how terrifying a real demigod is, and the gap in strength and ability between a demigod and a demigod may be bigger than the gap between a rabbit and a lion Bigger, beyond their imagination.

As soon as Xia Ping'an came to Shangjing, Fushen boy had already discovered the existence of the Beitang Wangshan group. Fushen boy had already walked around the "Shuntian Bufang" many times.

Except for the Fushen boy, when the Beitang Wangshan group said Xia Ping'an's name, Xia Ping'an hadn't arrived in the capital, and there were telepathy from millions of kilometers away. Following the movement of his spiritual sense, Xia Ping'an had already locked them all down before arriving in Shangjing.

It's ridiculous that such a group of ants exist like to dig a hole in the ground to trip the dragon in the sky.

Xia Ping'an looked at the Hongye Mountain Villa in the distance of Shangjing. The Beitang Wangshan behind the Hongye Mountain Villa is here today, and it can be regarded as a consolation to the children who died in the villa.

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In an alley on the side of the road in front of Xia Ping'an, a bald and fat man in his 40s and 50s was sneakily pushing open the door of a small courtyard in the alley. , Only then breathed a sigh of relief, reached out to take the umbrella handed over by the person next to him, and opened it all at once.

The woman who handed over the umbrella looks like she is in her 30s and 40s, leaning against the door, her chest is bulging, her waist is like a willow, her eyes are like Danqing, she has a charming charm, her temperament is flirtatious and aggressive, and the man looks so sneaky, With a guilty conscience, he reached out his hand and twisted the bald fat man's waist severely, causing the bald fat man to yelp in pain.

"Situ Hua, you have no conscience. I have known you for more than 20 years. Although my old lady is doing a small business in Shangjing, she has always been aboveboard. Every money she makes is clean. Every time you come to see my old lady, you will always be honest. You're so shameless, it makes me feel like I'm doing skin business here, how dare you say that you want to divorce the one in your family and marry me?" The more the woman spoke, the more angry she was, she stretched out her hand and pinched Situ Hua ears, Situ Hua screamed all of a sudden.

"My aunt, take it easy, take it easy, I'm a member of the Supervision Bureau, I have a public status, and I have offended many people, it's not good to be reported, and I'm even more afraid of hurting you..." Situ Hua Hurriedly begging for mercy in a low voice, seeing the strength in the woman's hand softened, she looked at the woman affectionately again, "Manman, I was in a daze before I met you, and I didn't know what love is until I met you. If you don’t believe me, you have to believe in the scars on my body for you to block the knife. Now it’s cloudy and rainy, and my scars hurt. Back then, I could risk my life for you. Don’t you believe it? Besides, who else have I been looking for in these years besides you, you know the situation in my family, don't worry, when I save enough money, I won't marry you and I will swear not to be a human being, and the sky will be thundered..."

"Slick tongue, I've been tricked by your mouth all my life, be careful on the way..." Thinking of all the things with this man, the woman sighed, let go of her hands, and straightened Situ Hua's clothes.

Situ Hua, the team leader of the Donggang Supervision Office, bid farewell to his lover and concubine in the alley, rubbed his sore waist, and left the alley with an umbrella in his heart, and came to the street outside. 50 meters away, there is also a person walking slowly with an oiled paper umbrella.

When the two approached, Situ Hua looked up inadvertently, and exchanged glances with the person holding the umbrella. Just this moment, Situ Hua felt as if his whole body was struck by a bolt of lightning, his whole body trembled and his head buzzed. There was a blank sound, and I couldn't even hold the umbrella in my hand, and my feet were even softer, and I knelt down on the ground with a plop, raised my head, and uttered a few words tremblingly, "Big... …grown ups……"

Even after beating Situ Hua to death, he never expected to see this face again in Shangjing.

That face, that demeanor, that look, can never be wrong...

Although the news from the Supervision Office is not the most well-informed, Xia Pingan's record of beheading three demigods off the coast of Mujiao Island some time ago has spread throughout the world of Yuanqiu. Everyone in the Judgment Army and Donggang Supervision Office knows Oh, during this period of time, a group of colleagues in the Donggang Supervision Office gathered together. When everyone talked about this, everyone still felt like they were dreaming. In the words of that guy from Dongmen Yong, even if they were killed, they would never think of their lives. In his resume, he was a subordinate of a demigod for a period of time, and he and the demigod worked on several major cases in the capital city. Speaking of this, it has already shocked many people to their wits...

Looking at Situ Hua's rain-drenched face and the few hairs on his head, Xia Ping'an also smiled slightly.

"Call the people from the Donggang Supervision Office, and then copy the 'Shuntian Cloth Square'. Beitang Wangshan and many of his henchmen are in the 'Shuntian Cloth Square', and I have killed them. Those who fell asleep are ordinary people, tell Ji Dong, don't embarrass those ordinary people, this is a gift from me to everyone, don't let them down..."

After saying this, Xia Pingan walked forward with calm steps, leaving Situ Hua where he was.

Situ Hua, who had been drenched in the rain until Xia Ping'an had walked several tens of meters, was shocked again, and suddenly realized what Xia Ping'an had just said to him.

My God, Beitang Wangshan is in Shuntian Bufang?

This is great news. In order to hunt down Beitang Wangshan, His Royal Highness has offered a sky-high reward to the Judgment Army, life or death?As long as you know the whereabouts of Beitang Wangshan, this is a great contribution...

Wait, my lord... my lord... I have returned to Shangjing again... and I have given this great credit to all the former subordinates of the Donggang Supervision Office...

Situ Hua's head was buzzing, and he was directly shocked by these two messages. After standing still for a while, he stood up suddenly, bowed to Xia Ping'an's back, and then rushed into the room quickly. In the rain, entering the state, a moment later, a carrier pigeon summoned by Situ Hua fluttered from his hand and flew towards the Donggang Supervision Office quickly...

Chapter 848 Agreement

The Zhougong Building is approaching, but Caocao is still in the Zhougong Building...

Just when Xia Ping'an was about to approach Zhou Gonglou, at a street close to Zhou Gonglou, a sharp and scrutinizing gaze shot over from the window of the teahouse next door, and landed directly on Xia Ping'an.

An elegant old man in a light yellow gown, like a teacher, is drinking tea in the teahouse here, his eyes are inadvertently, like a sieve, examining everyone passing by on the street outside the Zhougong Building.

Xia Pingan turned his head and glanced at the old man. The old man's hand that was holding the teacup firmly shook violently. The tea overflowed from the cup, and his whole face changed suddenly. The old man's eyes widened. All of a sudden, his mouth was dry and his heart was beating like a drum. He originally wanted to stand up, but he found that his body was frozen by someone's technique at some point. The technique was like an invisible snare technique, but It was much more powerful than the snare technique that a powerhouse of the eight suns at his level could use, and it directly fixed him in place, he could only sit and could not move.

Originally, the old man was not sure what he saw was really that person, thinking that someone was pretending to be ulterior motives, but after he found that he could not move at all, he let out a long breath, calmed down all of a sudden, and just smiled wryly After a while, continue to drink tea in peace.

This is the horror of the top demigod powerhouse. It is normal for him to be able to stand up here at the Eight Yang Realm. Looking at the entire Great Shang Kingdom, no one can stand up to it. Moreover, this old man knows very well why Her Highness the Princess often comes here. Place, that person coming to Shangjing in this way will not be detrimental to Her Highness the Princess.

Soon, Xia Pingan, holding an umbrella, came to the door of Zhou Gonglou.

The maid guarding the door was slightly taken aback when she saw someone coming again, and thought that those Imperial City Guards moved quite quickly, and it took only a while to arrange for another person to come...

"Wow..." Xia Pingan put away the oil-paper umbrella, and the maid guarding the door saw Xia Pingan's face clearly.

"Ah... big... big..." The maid was stunned, her eyes widened. Of course she remembered Xia Ping'an's face, but even if she was beaten to death, she would never have imagined that this face would appear in Shangjing again. Appearing in front of Zhou Gonglou and her, the maid's voice seemed to be blocked, and the adults stuttered completely.

"Is Caocao still in there?" Xia Pingan smiled and handed over the oiled paper umbrella.

"In...in..." The maid took Xia Ping'an's oiled paper umbrella woodenly, and stammered.

"Well, that's fine, I'll go in and have a look..." Xia Pingan said, and walked directly towards the outer hall of Zhou Gonglou.

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In the outer hall, Cao Cao was still sulking, when he heard the footsteps of a man in the aisle outside, hastily grabbed a pen on the table and threw it towards the corner of the aisle, cursing, "You big liars, you still want to lie to me, get out!"

The pen was spinning in the air and flew towards the entrance of the aisle. Then, a hand stretched out from the corner of the aisle, and immediately caught the pen firmly.

"I haven't seen you for a few years, Caocao, you have such a good temper. You dare to smash things in my building. If you break them, you will have to pay for it..." Xia Pingan walked in from the corner of the corridor, Smiling and looking at Hastily.

Hearing this familiar voice and looking at the face that never changed, he hurriedly stood up from behind the table.

You can't go wrong, it's him!

Just looking at the cynical but seemingly indifferent smile on Xia Ping'an's face, she hastily knew that it was him. He rushed over, hugged that person tightly, and buried his head in Xia Ping'an's chest.

Xia Pingan also hugged Cao Cao, sniffing the faint fragrance in Cao Cao's hair.

The two of them just hugged like this, motionless, Hastily's shoulders moved slightly, holding Xia Pingan tightly with both hands, and after three or four minutes, Xia Pingan patted Hastily's shoulders lightly, and opened his mouth, " Alright, don't cry, if you cry any more, my clothes will get wet, and I will have to change my clothes..."

"Who... who is crying..." Cao Cao raised her head from Xia Ping'an's arms, her eyes were full of tears, and her eyes were completely red. She wiped the corners of her eyes and smiled, "I... just now I was puzzled by the sand...by the way...you...how did you come back?"

Xia Pingan sighed, with a troubled look on his face, "Oh, can I not come back? I heard that there is an extra female dreamer in the Zhougong Building in Shangjing. The fee is quite expensive, but none of the dream interpretations are accurate. He is so vicious, he often beats the guests away, I have a pity that the reputation of Zhou Gonglou has not been established here in the capital, and I am about to be smashed by someone, do you think I can not come back and have a look?"

A faint red cloud appeared on Caocao's face, she lowered her head guiltyly, glanced at Xia Ping'an, and stuck out her tongue, "I...I just...just...someone needs to take care of this place, so I I just came to take care of it..."