Omnipresent God of War: Two hundred and eighty-seven Mingyue on the top

Weifang City is different from Xuanjing, it is much smaller than Xuanjing, or the entire city of Jinzhou is smaller than Taizhou.

But the layout of Jinzhou is small and dense.

Different cities have different specialty products, so it is convenient for foreign merchants to choose different cities to purchase.

Wei He left the house, and now he is aliased Chen Wei.

Because in Dayuan nowadays, the surname Chen is the common surname, and there are not a few people who enter the court as officials, so this surname is the easiest to disguise as a military general.

Leaving the house, he walked slowly on the street, looking at the unfamiliar busy street.

I can't see the feeling of wars and foreign enemies invading at all nowadays.

Those things seem to be far away from the people here.

They still yelled their products enthusiastically on their faces, and the children played games and played various roles in circles.

Madams and girls hang around in various powder shops, cloth shops, and jewelry shops.

Compared with Taizhou, Jinzhou has a lot fewer warriors on the streets, and a lot more merchants and civilians.

There are few martial artists, which means that the martial arts level here is not high.

Wei He walked, unknowingly stopping in front of a martial arts hall with a store.

There is a wooden sign standing at the entrance of the martial arts hall, which states the conditions for introductory learning and the strength of the teaching in the hall.

The martial arts hall is called Cangsong Boxing Gym. Xu Chang, the owner of the martial arts hall, is a martial artist. It says that he is extremely powerful. He once killed a small group of robbers in the wild in the second year of Qingzong and personally killed cannibals. Black bear and so on.

"Do you want to learn boxing? The tuition is cheap and there are concessions, and it happens to be on sale now."

In the martial arts hall, someone saw Wei He stop in front of the wooden sign, and suddenly rushed out to greet him warmly.

"No. Just take a look." Wei He shook his head, feeling a little inexplicable. In Jinzhou, even the boxing gym has become like a merchant, and he needs to manage to attract customers.

He left Cangsong Boxing Gym and headed all the way to where Jiuying lived.

The house I bought for Jiuying was not far from them.

Since the last time the plague was treated, although Jiuying tried to control the plague within a small area, the rest of the distant place was still unable to stop it, and as a result, it consumed too much energy.

Wei He turned into a relatively deserted alley and put away his thoughts.

Waiting for a few children playing with bamboo **** to run past, then came forward, came to the door of Jiuying House, and knocked gently on the door.

The brass ring on the door has been around for some years, and it feels as smooth as new. I don't know how many hands have touched it.

Wei He remembered that this house used to be a small businessman with a lot of connections. Now it seems that there are so many connections, but it's not fake at all.

Boom boom boom.

He knocked on the door again.

Wow!

There was a loud dog barking inside the door.

"Come!" The voice of Jiuying apprentice Yuan Bao came.

Soon, the wooden door opened, revealing the half-sized scalp of the ingot.

This kid is more than a meter tall, but his previous chubby appearance is gone.

After a severe plague, he was also rescued by Jiuying abruptly.

At the beginning, Jiuying grabbed Wei He's hand and began to guilty, but he didn't expect that he himself would push it over again.

"It's Uncle Wei! Come in!" Yuan Bao has lost a lot of weight. Seeing Wei He, he quickly moved away and let Wei He in.

"Where is Uncle Nine?" Wei He asked, walking into the yard, and saw a beautiful girl with a long hair shawl in the yard, holding a bamboo slip booklet in her hand, standing somewhat restrained by the stone bench.

There are also a lot of yellow paper and charcoal on the stone table next to the stone bench. There are two pairs of charcoal pens, and half of the handwriting is written on the yellow paper.

"This is Miss Lin next door. Come with me to learn the calligraphy." Yuan Bao explained quickly.

"Lin'er, this is my Uncle Wei. I am the best friend of Uncle Ji. You can call him Uncle Wei."

"Well. Uncle Wei is good." Girl Lin hurriedly bowed her knees and said hello.

He has bright eyes and white teeth, fair skin, and thin and elegant like a wicker at a young age.

In addition to being thinner, you can tell from your appearance that the future must be a beauty.

Wei He was slightly puzzled. At such a young age, how could the family rest assured and let him go to the next two gentlemen's homes to learn Chinese characters alone?

But looking at the shyness of Miss Lin's head down, it is probably due to another reason.

He stopped studying and walked into the back room.

The lights were lit in the room during the day.

Jiuying squatted on the bench, holding a cigarette in his hand, smoking without a puff.

Seeing Wei He entering the door, he also put down his cigarette stick.

"You are so busy, what are you doing to see me, this bad old man?"

"Play chess." Wei He smiled.

"Hehe, playing chess with you is totally boring. It's boring if you win or lose." Jiuying held up a tea cup and drank his mouth to moisturize his throat.

"Well, I heard that your body is going to be dying again. Come and have a look." Wei He said truthfully.

"This time it may be really bad." Jiuying didn't care. "Thanks to you supporting me in the last few years, and my life becomes regular. Otherwise, I won't be able to survive the plague."

"Anyway, you are leaving soon, let's talk, if you have any wish to accomplish, I will help you if I can." Wei He said seriously.

"No wish. There are ingots in these years, but I just watched the others." Jiuying clapped his hands, and a fat big yellow dog rushed out from a corner of the house, ran to his feet, and rubbed his calf with his head. .

"It's you." Jiuying raised his head and said, "My old man is dying anyway, and everything else doesn't matter. But you, don't think that it is safe now. In a world of great controversy, no one can stand alone."

"What news have you received?" Wei Heyi was taken aback.

Jiuying is a widowed old man, what news can he receive?

"Yizhou Kong'an, was slaughtered." Jiuying said calmly.

"Tucheng?" Wei He was taken aback, and then fell silent.

Even since the war started, he had thought about the possibility of such cruel tragedies, but when the facts really happened, he felt a sense of oppression that was overwhelming, almost overwhelming.

"The news is true?" Wei He asked.

"It is estimated to be here tomorrow. I have a special channel for news, so I know in advance." Jiuying said calmly.

"..." Wei He was speechless. He believed that Jiuying would not and need not make such a joke.

"The city slaughter is Tang Yan, the great general of the State of Wu." Jiuying continued, "Think about it, if one day, you also face being slaughtered in the city, how will you deal with it by then?"

"What do you want to say?" Wei He asked rhetorically.

"I just want to say, if you have the opportunity, don't let up, don't wake up and regret it when you need strength."

"I know."

Wei He has always had suspicions in his mind that Jiuying might secretly provide materials and medicine to an underground organization, otherwise he can't explain that he has such a good news channel.

Furthermore, the various drugs and poisons used in the previous experiment were consumed a bit too quickly.

However, there are some things. The clues from the painting of Silk Jin and Mingyue Long Whale were all obtained with the help of Jiuying, and he helped perfect the Fajue. Wei He also opened one eye and closed another.

"In addition, there is one more thing...this thing..." Jiuying touched his arms, and slowly took out a wooden token with **** handwriting. There is a big "help" written on it.

"For my sake, I hope you can help the person holding this brand once. As far as you can," Jiuying said solemnly.

"...Yes." Wei He nodded. Take over the sign.

"Okay, then I will feel at ease." Jiuying took a long sigh of relief, and he could see that in order to open this mouth, he had been brewing for a long time.

"The girl outside the house?" Wei He asked incidentally.

"There was a child born by a prostitute next door. I don't know who his father is. My mother died of illness a while ago. She was the only one left, so I took her down and gave Yuan Bao a companion. It was also a miserable child." Nine Ying sighed.

"Then I'll go first." Wei He nodded, as long as he is innocent.

"Are you interested in collecting ingots and that girl as a disciple?" Jiuying suddenly said, "That girl is a person with wonderful understanding."

"Oh? Good savvy?" Wei He suddenly became interested, "How good is it?"

"The root bones are only middle-lower, but the comprehension is really great. I am teaching him to learn Chinese characters and martial arts. If you are interested, you can watch it by the side." Jiuying laughed.

"Forget it, I've seen too many people with a high level of understanding. Aren't you and me like this?" Wei He smiled.

"What if he is taller than you and me?" Jiuying smiled, "A martial artist who is a martial artist can learn martial arts at first sight and understand when he speaks it?"

"..." The smile on Wei He's face suddenly froze. He just saw the girl, and she was no more than eleven or twelve years old at most, at this age... if she could achieve what Jiuying said.

That's pretty serious.

He stared into Jiuying's eyes carefully. Although he couldn't see anything, he always felt that he had pushed the girl under his door, seeming to have another attempt.

"Jiuying, don't do unnecessary things." Wei He whispered.

"Are you scared?" Jiuying smiled.

"Of course." Wei Liliang said for granted, "I'm afraid I will clean the door myself in the future."

"Do you still have the demeanor of a generation of masters? If you are afraid, you are afraid. I have lived for most of my life. This is the first time I have seen you such a master who doesn't care about your face." Jiuying was speechless.

"So, tell me your true intentions." Wei Hedao.

"What other intentions are there. Miss Lin is still young, and I will talk about the future things later. Since you are not willing, then let it go." Jiuying shook his head.

"Okay." Wei He didn't want to get involved.

Na Lin Lin's mother is a prostitute, and her father is a mystery. It seems that the trouble lies with her father.

It is estimated that the organization behind Jiuying will also be involved.

Wei He didn't think too much anymore, turned and left the back room. When passing by the yard, he saw Yuan Bao and Na Linlin next to each other, studying and practicing Chinese characters carefully, but he didn't seem to hear him leaving.

He stopped paying attention, strode out of the yard, gently closed the yard door, and walked away.

Out of the Jiuyingzhaizi, Wei He went straight to the Baisong Commercial Company.

The firm is considered medium-sized in Weifang City. The boss has a very powerful name, Xiao Jingyun, with a strong name, but he is very kind, and his name is in sharp contrast.

When Wei He arrived at the firm, Xiao Jingyun was already waiting at the door.

Wei Hezuo is his real patron~IndoMTL.com~, of course, he is treated with the highest courtesy.

Xiao Jingyun, who is wide and fat, wears a pair of round glasses, makes his temperament more sleek and soft, and he always wears a fat and spacious robe. Anyone who meets for the first time can't help but be right. His heart is kind.

"Long time no see, Master Chen, don't come here unharmed." Xiao Jingyun greeted him with his fists.

"Fortunately, it's okay. If you have any good things, you can come up quickly. The money will not lose you." Wei He didn't have any points, and followed Xiao Jingyun and walked into the firm.

The two entered a small hall under the leadership of a maid.

Xiao Jingyun cautiously walked to the corner of the small hall, opened a heavy metal box with the key he was wearing, and then took out several scrolls from the box.

"Come here, last time Master Chen asked me to help me pay attention to this ancient painting. It was still an ancient painting of landscapes and mountains. I looked for it carefully. Look, this is an ancient painting that you can get this time. ."

He unfolded the drawing axis, and inside were various sample sketches drawn side by side.