It was still early in the morning, so Ji Chen practiced the Seven Kills Sword for a while. When it was already bright and the purple air came from the east, Ji Chen put away his sword and prepared to go out.

This was the first time he took the initiative to practice since he escaped from Dalin Temple.

Ji Chen has always had a question that he hasn't figured out. Jin Yiwei has investigated him and should know that he stole the relics of the Thirteen Divine Monks.

To be precise, this was probably not theft. The relic belonged to Dalin Temple, and Ji Chen just took it away for safekeeping.

Legend has it that this relic can open a certain arsenal, and this arsenal should be the system.

The people from Dalin Temple and the Thirteen Supreme Monks should have also studied this thing, but they just failed.

After all, no one thought about eating it. Ji Chen was so impatient that day that he swallowed it in one gulp. This could be regarded as an accident.

The Sun Moon Sect did not hesitate to massacre villages and villages to search for this relic, which shows its importance.

It's just that Ji Chen didn't understand why Mr. Yang didn't ask about the relic when he saw him.

Did you not find it out, or did you just not pay attention to it at all?

With Jin Yiwei's ability, it shouldn't be impossible to detect, so there is only one possibility left.

Not interested at all!

After all, if an organization that dominates the world wants to calculate even a subordinate's treasure, it is estimated that not many people will be loyal to this organization, and people's hearts will be scattered long ago.

Moreover, the Ming Dynasty was founded 1,800 years ago and dominated the world. Each institution had its own arsenal.

After more than 1,800 years of accumulation, the arsenal is far from ordinary and cannot be compared to other people's arsenals.

After all, if you can’t finish practicing your own martial arts, how can you have time to practice other people’s martial arts?

But the Sun Moon Sect has taken a liking to it, which is very abnormal.

After all, the Sun Moon Sect is not on the same level as Dalin Temple, and its arsenal will definitely not be worse than that of Dalin Temple.

There is only one reason to explain this problem.

Something happened to an important person within the Sun Moon Sect. It is very likely that he went crazy while practicing martial arts or something like that. He needs some kind of martial arts from Dalin Temple to reconcile the problem.

Moreover, this obsessive man has a very high status.

Ji Chen had been worried that the people of the Sun Moon Sect would pursue him, which was why he chose to join the Jin Yiwei.

After all, they had the imperial court behind them, so at least they didn't dare to do anything openly.

But after so long, no one from the Sun Moon Sect came after him.

Ji Chen was a little suspicious that the obsessive person from the Sun Moon Sect had already found a solution, or that he was completely finished.

Ji Chen felt that it was necessary to use Jin Yiwei's intelligence system to investigate, which would at least put him at ease.

After making the decision, Ji Chen put the Heng Dao and Panlong Staff on his back, put on his cloak and walked out.

Just as I was going out, I happened to meet Mr. Xing, who was also going out.

"Morning!"

"morning!"

"Let's get together!"

"Together!"

After saying hello to each other, the two of them went to the government office together.

Ji Chen was dressed in black and tight-fitting, with a red and black cloak draped behind him. Both the clothes and the cloak had cyan flying fish patterns.

Cyan represents the seventh rank, and the flying fish pattern represents the flag officer.

Xing Baotou is wearing a green outfit and a green and black cloak, and he is also from the seventh rank. If he goes up one step further, he will be Tiejiao, who is at the seventh rank.

Although the position remains the same, the rank and power are much greater.

However, according to Mr. Xing's temperament, he no longer pursues a further advancement.

When passing by a breakfast stall, Ji Chen asked, "Have you eaten?"

"Nope!"

"Just in time, I haven't eaten either, let's come together!"

The two sat down at a table.

The stall owners are an old man in his fifties and a woman in her late teens.

The skin on the little old man's face was dull, with ridges and ridges, and his eyes were dull.

This is a phenomenon that occurs only after years of hard work, waking up early and working late at night, and feeling hopeless about life.

The woman is the same, she looks pretty, but her skin color is more wheat-colored, her hands are rough, and her eyes are also dull. She has obviously lost confidence in life.

This is just a microcosm of the world and the current situation of most people.

The strong will do whatever they want, while the weak will humble themselves and survive.

Ji Chen doesn't want to change anything, and he can't. Every world has its own rules for survival. All he can do is integrate into this world and go with the flow.

The little old man looked at Ji Chen and Xing Baotou with a hint of awe in his eyes.

Seeing that the two of them had already sat down, they quickly came over to greet them.

"You two gentlemen, what do you want to eat?"

"Tofu brain!"

Ji Chen spoke, then turned to look at Mr. Xing.

"And you?"

“I’ll also have a bowl of tofu poo!”

"Okay, two bowls of tofu puffs!"

The little old man turned around and shouted, but suddenly turned back.

"Uh! I would like to ask you two gentlemen, what flavor do you like?"

"Salty!" Ji Chen said afterward.

"Sweet yes!" Xing Captou's voice also sounded.

The two of them were stunned at the same time and glanced at each other, clearly seeing surprise in each other's eyes.

"Can I eat salty food?"

"Can I eat something sweet?"

The two asked at the same time, and then fell silent at the same time. They both muttered, 'freak' in their hearts.

The little old man turned around and continued to shout, "Two bowls of tofu, one sweet and one salty."

Soon, two bowls of tofu puffs were served, served by the woman herself.

"My lord, please use it!"

The woman glanced at Ji Chen's eyes with a slightly red face, then turned and left.

Ji Chen's eyes were neither deep nor melancholy, but his eyes were different from everyone else in the world.

It was a pair of eyes that had never been bullied, neither domineering nor arrogant.

Xing Baotou smiled and said: "She is interested in you!"

Ji Chen didn't say anything, he just took off the horizontal knife from his back and put it on the table.

Xing Baotou instantly understood what Ji Chen meant.

There is no woman in my heart, so I draw my sword to be a god of nature.

As a Jin Yiwei, it is best not to be tied down by family members.

After finishing his meal, Ji Chen took out six copper coins, put them on the table, and prepared to leave.

The little old man came over quickly and said in fear: "My lord, you are insulting me, I can't accept your money."

Ji Chen frowned, "What's the point of not paying for meals?"

Mr. Xing also said: "Take it! We are not the kind of people who bully and dominate the market."

"No, no, no, Mr. Ji is the reincarnation of the Living Buddha. I can never accept his money!"

"Master Ji, since you destroyed the Jianghu forces in Qixia Town, all the shops and stalls in the city no longer have to pay high protection fees. We can also save a little money and buy a pair of winter clothes. You are

Living Bodhisattva of Qixia Town, if I accept your money, my life will be shortened!"

Xing Baotou was stunned for a moment, and then realized that during this period, there were many voices in Qixia Town claiming that Ji Chen was the reincarnation of Buddha.

He said to Ji Chen: "Put it away! He won't want it."

Ji Chen had no choice but to put away the copper coins and leave with Xing Baotou.

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Chapter completed!