pertwk Chapter 1920 Ziwu Club
Chapter 1920 Ziwu Club
Chapter 1920 Ziwu Club
Weng Xing laughed: "Mr. Fang has not been in the army for a long time, right?"
Fang Canran said truthfully: "Sixteen or seventeen years ago, I served in the army of the Mou Kingdom for three or four months, which was indeed not long."
"I've heard of the Mou Kingdom, and I've always wanted to go there." Weng Xing looked at it with longing before asking, "Is the fighting among the Mou army fierce?"
Fang Canran thought, how come you are the one to get me to talk? But he still answered: "It happened to be the end of autumn, and the troops were training together. Two of the teams started fighting, and hundreds of people were killed and injured. It was really a mess. This matter also alarmed the emperor, and he punished the commanders of both armies."
"It's really lively in the army of Mou State." Weng Xing laughed, "Large-scale group fights happened when we just joined forces, but they were suppressed immediately. The emperor does not allow private fights in the army. If there are grudges, they can be resolved on the martial arts stage. It doesn't matter if you kill or maim, there will be no punishment."
"Oh, the martial arts arena." Fang Canran nodded, "There is also one in the Yangshan Islands."
"Besides, they are all surrendered soldiers, how can they be so arrogant?" Weng Xing laughed, "This place is under the jurisdiction of the Dragon God! I dare not say anything in the future, but at least now, they all have to tuck their tails between their legs and behave themselves."
Are you really trying to kill yourself by causing trouble in the Dragon God Army?
Fang Canran understood: "So that's how it is. Brother He has always had his own way of managing the army."
As soon as he finished speaking, a commotion broke out in the nearby camp.
"Fighting, fighting!" Several soldiers ran towards the tent in front upon hearing the sound.
Just when he said there would be no fighting in the army, someone came to spoil the show. Weng Xing looked a little embarrassed: "Mr. Fang, wait a moment. I'll be back soon."
After saying this, without waiting for Fang Canran's consent, he raised his hand, jumped over the military fence, and disappeared.
"..."The troops under He Xiao, from generals to soldiers, are all very energetic.
About half a quarter of an hour later, Weng Xing ran back and jumped out of the fence again, looking refreshed: "It's solved."
He shook his fist, shaking off a few drops of blood.
"They are all rookies, they have no sense at all."
Fang Canran looked at the standard gate three meters away and was speechless for a moment.
"Please take me to see the Great Emperor Jiuyou."
"Okay, let's go this way. It will be quick if we bend down!"
As a result, he bent down and moved several miles away.
This legendary leader did not stay in the city, but lived in Ziwu Club on the outskirts of the city. This manor was an empty shell that Yangshan Chamber of Commerce had acquired in the past, and was used exclusively for purchasing mineral materials. It was here that He Lingchuan received the Emperor's slurry last time.
As Fang Canran approached the manor, he noticed a layer of light black smoke floating outside. When he got closer, he realized that it was not smoke, but wisps of ghosts flying in the air. Their faces were very blurry, and his facial features and expressions could not be seen clearly, but Fang Canran could feel their anger and irritability.
"Is this a barrier?" Apart from ghost fairies, what other ghost creatures could appear in broad daylight?
"I guess so." Weng Xing explained, "The emperor said that this is the wall of karma. It's not easy for spies to get in."
The power of karma? As a practitioner, Fang Canran certainly knew how terrible karma was, but this was the first time he had seen the concrete manifestation of the power of karma.
Who could have accumulated so many karmas? Fang Canran scratched his head. He was indeed the Great Emperor Jiuyou.
To outsiders, this manor seems gloomy and eerie, like a place of hell. Who would dare to approach it?
Weng Xing handed him a green leaf and said, "Take it and you can go in."
This leaf is ordinary and seems to be readily available in Duocheng. Fang Canran walked into the wall of karma holding this leaf and couldn't help shivering.
It seemed as if something malicious was about to attach itself to his body, but was blocked by the leaf in his hand.
If there were no leaf...
"Please follow me." Weng Xing led the way.
Once inside the manor, he was very serious.
Fang Canran asked him: "Have you seen the true face of Emperor Jiuyou?"
On the way here, he heard that Emperor Jiuyou usually appeared in public wearing black armor and a mask, and never showed his true face.
"Yes, twice, both times in this manor." Weng Xing stepped on the ground, "As soon as he left the barrier, he became the Nine Nether Emperor."
He remembered the first time he saw the emperor's true face, he was shocked on the spot.
So young!
But since he is the reincarnation of the Dragon God, any appearance is reasonable.
It is said that the immortals in ancient times also had the secret to maintain their youthful looks and achieve immortality.
Fang Canran looked around and found that the top of the manor was also covered by a karma barrier, so the bird monsters from the outside world had no way to spy on the inner workings of the Ziwu Society.
In the eyes of outsiders and the military, this layer of black smoke barrier gave Emperor Jiuyou a more mysterious and majestic look.
Ziwu would be used as a mine warehouse and material transfer station, so there were flat lands and warehouses everywhere. Fang Canran even saw large water tanks standing on the open ground, the largest of which was more than ten feet high.
"Is this used to collect the Emperor's fluid?" The arrangement of the water tanks seemed to be in line with some kind of formation.
"It is said that it was used during the last eruption of the Emperor's Slurry." Weng Xing explained rigorously, "I was not here at the time, so I did not witness it with my own eyes."
He sent Fang Canran to the most imposing building in the manor, and someone came up to greet him leisurely: "Brother Fang, you are finally here."
He was dressed in a suit of civil and military attire, black armor and a red robe, his hair was tied up with red jade, and he looked upright and heroic.
When the noisy wind blew in front of him, everything became silent.
Isn’t it He Lingchuan?
Weng Xing brought the person over and left immediately.
Fang Canran noticed that this rough man straightened his back when facing He Lingchuan. He bowed his head and took three steps back before turning around and leaving.
"You have long legs, so you made it in time for lunch." He Lingchuan made a "please" gesture to him, "Take a seat in the front."
Fang Canran didn't bother to be polite and followed him to the back of the house.
There were a few piles of uncleared wood on the open space, and a few large wild laurel trees. The flowers were half-opened, as if sealed, but the fragrance could not be contained, and the wind blew it in a perfect blend of light and dark.
The original owner of Ziwu Club was finally interesting enough to build a small pavilion next to the wild osmanthus tree. The pavilion was made of simple materials but was not fancy at all and was called "Bushi Pavilion".
A corner of the pavilion is dyed yellow, with a touch of osmanthus, and the autumn atmosphere is spreading.
Fang Canran looked at these words and felt that they were very appropriate for his current mood.
Having known each other for such a long time, when he looked at He Lingchuan again, he suddenly felt very strange.
I don't know the two words, that's a very good point.
"This poor place has nothing good to eat." He Lingchuan personally brought a food basket and took out two bamboo tubes, one dish and one soup. "These are all the food I dug up from the mountains and rivers. Brother Fang, please make do with them?"
There is a mine next to Duocheng. The land is not flat and the soil is not fertile, so no good crops can be grown, but there are large bamboo forests.
The bamboo tube rice that He Lingchuan brought out was made by stuffing dried mushrooms, onions, dried fish and raw rice into a bamboo tube and stewing them together.
As soon as the lid is opened, the fresh aroma of mountain products can be smelled.