The Blood Song of the Three Realms Chapter 70: Yangshui Town, Weibei County (1)

On the flat Weibei Plain, wide avenues pass through neat fields. The four-wheeled carriage was moving slowly on the avenue, and the wheels rolled over the snow, making a slight sound.

In front of this road is a small city with 300,000 to 500,000 people. The fields on both sides of the road exude strong vitality, and they are all extremely high-grade spiritual fields.

Yangshui Town, this small town enjoys a high reputation in Weibei County and even the whole Qizhou. Around Yangshui Town, there are more than 100,000 mu of high-grade spiritual fields, which produce a large number of valuable and precious crops every year. With these hundreds of thousands of acres of spiritual fields, Yangshui Town's wealth is second to none in Weibei County.

Currently, heavy snow covers the ground. In the spiritual fields around Yangshui Town, there is still a kind of iron bramble that is not afraid of the severe cold, but tempered by the cold air. It can grow very fast in the middle of winter, and can mature in early spring prick.

The densely packed iron thorns are like hemp poles, piercing through the snow straight and tenaciously. The iron thorns without leaves or small branches look like iron rods made of steel one by one at first glance. on the ground.

Mature iron thorns are one foot or two feet long, the thickness of a baby's wrist, extremely tough, extremely hard, and extremely elastic. They are excellent materials for forging rune arrows and even magic weapon level arrows. Kunwu Kingdom has a special department stationed in Yangshui Town to purchase iron thorns produced in winter, and a high-grade iron thorn can be sold for a high price of one tael of silver.

A few months ago, Luo King Luo was reincarnated from outside the sky. He was captured alive by Nangong Nandai, tortured and killed himself with a secret method. But after hard work by Nangongnan and others, they found some clues.

After Nangongnan withdrew from the Lvzong and was promoted to a fifth-rank deacon, the lunatics from the Lixue Hall of the Xingdian took over and continued the investigation.

Forcibly recruiting Yin Xuege's seventh-rank inspector Fang Tianlin, he found some top-grade iron thorns that had not been recorded by the Kunwu Dynasty from the arsenal secretly set up by King Luo. Those iron thorns are being refined by King Luo with some secret method that does not belong to the Yuanlu world. They have been hardened with poison, and the lethality is extremely terrible, and they can even be fatal to high-level alchemists. Power Secret Treasure.

In the entire Kunwu Kingdom, only Yangshui Town produces iron thorns.

So Fang Tianlin didn't know what to do, so he found Yin Xuege and his party, and forced them to act as sentries and cooperate with them to find out the details of Yangshui Town.

According to Fang Tianlin's original intention, if there is a suspicion of colluding with evil spirits and heresy in a mere Yangshui Town, hundreds of thousands of people in the entire town will be slaughtered, which is not a big deal. But he deliberately followed this line, digging deeper and arresting more important suspects.

The clues they have found are related to a reward of five million merit points in the Hall of Punishment, so Fang Tianlin can't help but be careless.

So the cart creaked and moved forward, and Yin Xuege was lying in the cart, squinting at Yangshui Town, which was getting closer and closer.

Yangshui Town does not have a city wall, but a moat with a width of more than ten feet has been dug around the town. There are seven or eight bridges across the moat, and on each bridge, there are law officers leading legal officers on duty.

The four-wheeled carriage drove up the bridge unsteadily, and a priest in a black and red official uniform came up to him and blocked the way of the carriage with his hand outstretched.

"Who are you? Where are you from? Where are you going? Why did you pass by Yangshui Town?"

Yin Feixu rode a unicorn, urged the mount to run forward a few steps, and condescendingly yelled at the priest.

"My son is from the Chen family in Kunzhou, how could you villains be able to interrogate him at will? Get out of the way quickly and don't make trouble for yourself."

The Chen family in Kunzhou is a fourth-rank family on the verge of Weinan County in Qizhou. Most of the descendants of the family hold official positions in the Kunzhou government. Among Qizhou, Kunzhou, and Qianzhou, which are three big states that are on the verge of the Four Jue Mountains, the Chen family in Kunzhou is a well-known family.

The most wonderful thing is that the ancestral land of the Chen family in Kunzhou is only hundreds of miles away from Weinan County, and the accent between the two places is exactly the same. On the contrary, although Weinan County and Weibei County are only separated by the Weishui River, there are subtle differences in accent between the two. These differences in accents can be heard by any native of Weibei County.

The judicial officer was stunned for a moment, and he glanced at the French lieutenant curled up in the sentry box at the bridgehead.

Squatting in the sentry box, the Fawei who was warming wine by a charcoal stove was a middle-aged man with gray hair. He opened the window of the sentry box and waved to the priest impatiently.

"What's there to question? It's freezing cold, and there are some bad guys out there."

Glaring Yin Feixu a hard look, the Fawei closed the window and yelled coldly in the sentry box.

"No matter which family you are from, when you arrive in Yangshui Town, be obedient and don't stir up trouble, otherwise this is the ground of Qizhou, and you Kunzhou people can't speak well here."

The priest got out of the way, put his hands on his waist, his fingers touched the handle of the saber intentionally or unintentionally, and squinted at Yin Xuege and his party.

Yin Xuege opened the window of the car, glanced lazily at the priest, and immediately put on the luxurious demeanor of a son of an aristocratic family.

"It's so cold, it's not easy to stay here. Give a reward!"

Sitting on the coachman's seat, Yin Feifei, who was about to break due to the weight of the carriage's rattling sound, responded. He grabbed a few pieces of gold pancakes from his sleeve, and looked at Fafa disdainfully. He dropped his foot. The heavy golden pancakes sank into the snow. The contrast between white snow and gold was extremely dazzling.

Also riding on the unicorn, Miao Tianjie, who was blown by the cold wind and had a runny nose, shrank his neck and shouted impatiently.

"Master, let's go in quickly. The cold wind is blowing, and the soul is about to fly."

"Hurry up and find a warm place, find a few good girls to sing a little song, and drink two cups of hot wine."

Yin Xuege yawned, and responded lightly.

With a 'creak' sound, the four-wheeled carriage, surrounded by Yin Feixu and four people riding their mounts, walked slowly across the bridge and into Yangshui Town.

The priest standing on the bridge squatted down and grabbed a few golden pancakes.

Each piece of gold pancake weighs twelve taels, and a total of fifty taels of gold is rewarded. But what the priest paid attention to was not the weight of the gold, but the side of the gold pancake, a few clear small characters in seal script and the label on it.

'Chen Clan of Kunzhou, a certain year, a certain day, a certain month and a certain day secret gold storage'!

This line of small characters is very clear, indicating that this is Ku Jin from the Chen family in Kunzhou, and it is the number one cast in the same batch on a certain day of a certain year.

The legal servant picked up the golden pancake, walked quickly into the sentry box, and placed the golden pancake in front of the Fawei. Fawei, who was originally lazy and unwilling to provoke disputes, had eyes like eagles, grabbed the golden pancake and looked it over carefully for a while, with a light push of five fingers, the golden pancake suddenly turned red, and then turned into a puddle of golden water on his finger Tick-tick-tick-tick.

Golden water is pure without any impurities.

Fa Wei nodded slowly and snorted coldly.

"The purity is extremely high. It is indeed the gold stored in the treasury of those aristocratic families, and it is not a prop that the folks privately cast to deceive people."

"Tell the inside, tomorrow is the New Year's Eve, the children of the Chen family in Kunzhou, what are you doing in our Yangshui Town?"

The next day is the New Year's Day, which is an important day for all living beings in the Yuanlu world to worship their ancestors and ancient saints. It is also a good day to bid farewell to the old and usher in the new year. Yangshui Town is the same as other places, the people are busy with smiles and joy.

Different from other towns in the Kunwu Dynasty, Yangshui Town's residents are extraordinarily wealthy because of the special product Lingtian, so their smiles are brighter and brighter. They slaughtered cattle and sheep in their own yard, prepared pig heads of various colors, and prepared sacrifices for the next day.

The customs of the Kunwu Dynasty are different from those of other regions and dynasties in the Yuanlu world. This place is on the verge of the western border, and it has somewhat of a taste of a wild land. On the street, there are groups of social fire teams wearing colorful masks, breathing fire, throwing knives, and jumping through fire rings, attracting countless children to chase after them laughing and watching.

The scent of fried sugar cakes and pastries from various houses is even more diffuse in the air, and the billowing oily smoke rises up, turning into a dense mist and covering the entire Yangshui Town.

There were many pedestrians on the street, and most of them were children running and playing, so the speed of Yin Xuege's carriage inevitably slowed down. They slowly moved forward with the crowd, looking curiously at the street scene on the road.

The shops on both sides of the street had already closed their account books as early as the first holiday, and distributed a year's salary bonus. Therefore, the ordinary shops on both sides of the road have closed their doors, and it is very deserted.

Only restaurants and brothels, as well as officially licensed gambling houses, this one-stop service industry of eating, drinking, whoring and gambling, are still booming.

Yin Xuege simply walked out of the carriage, stood beside Yin Feifei who was driving, and looked around curiously.

The New Year's Day in Yangshui Town seems to be more lively and prosperous than the New Year's Day in Weinan Ancient City. But amidst the excitement, there was an uneasy atmosphere.

I don't know if it was influenced by Fang Tianlin and Lixuetang~IndoMTL.com~ or this town is really not right, Yin Xuege always feels that under the bustling and lively veil of Yangshui Town Something spooky, furtive and scary.

These things are mixed in the crowd, hidden in those bustling restaurants, brothels, inns, and gambling houses, on the faces of the old people, children, young and strong, and young women who keep passing by, under their bright smiles , seem to hide some invisible things.

There is sunlight in the sky, but this sunlight cannot bring any warmth to Yin Xuege.

The snow on the street was swept clean, not a single bit of snow powder could be seen. But Yin Xuege always felt that she was standing naked in the snow, her whole body was icy cold, her bone marrow was so cold that her bone marrow was so cold that her soul was shivering from the cold.

Bai Yuzi poked out one eye from Yin Xuege's sleeve, he clicked his mouth, and looked at the men, women and children on the road.

"Grandpa, why do you feel chilly all over?"

"It's like lying on a chopping board, someone is about to cut me up with a kitchen knife?" rs

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