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Chapter 628 The Brahma Sect is refining elixirs

"Customer, please wait, and the wine and food will be served to you immediately!" The guy enthusiastically served the tea first and ran to the kitchen.

Slowly drinking tea, Shi Mingda listened to the storytellers' stories, and when it came to the heroes of the turbulent times in the last dynasty, they were basically fabricated. Shi Mingda had heard of this set of books in the past, and knew that at the end, the protagonist was in the line.

People will surrender to Taizu's disciples, help Taizu's pacification of the world, and then retreat.

"Tsk tsk, change the soup and not change the medicine. The most popular sets of books are all stories of the turbulent times of the previous dynasty. Why no one dares to talk about the current world?" Shi Mingda shook his head and sighed.

However, as a member of the Imperial City Department, he felt so emotional, but he knew why no one dared to say it.

After all, the world is peaceful now, and the army is stationed in various places, and the emperors and senior officials are all clearly unwilling to see the prosperity of the world. If someone fabricates the current story of the world, no matter what, he may offend people.

It would be better to fabricate the stories of the last years of the previous dynasty, so that even if the government of the former Wei was bullshit, it would not cause disgust from the government of Dazheng.

After all, officials forced the people to rebel in the late years of the previous dynasty, which was a fact. It was not because of this background, and it was not the turn of Ji's surname.

Just as I was thinking about this, I suddenly heard a few people arguing at the next table.

Perhaps these people have a little understanding of the world today, and they are all martial artists. When they heard the storyteller mentioned the world's number one in the world before, they couldn't help but argue about the world's number one in the world now.

"If you want to talk about who is the best martial arts, I think it should be the Divine Eagle Ghost Hand of the Flying Eagle Sect. His light skills are the best in the world, right? With the palm technique, if you take a palm, you will be afraid that even the hardest one will be

Even the stones are going to be crushed, how can ordinary people catch his palm?"

"What is the best in the world? I want me to say that the best in the world should belong to Red Flame Island..."

"Who are you talking about? At most, they are top-notch masters in the world. When Yijian Chunhan Zeng Nianzhen became famous, they were all second- and third-rate. If you want to say that the world's number one, you should be Zeng Nian's number one!"

Zeng Nianzhen's name made these people a little convinced, but the man who spoke first was silent for a moment, then said: "Okay, Yijian Chunhan is indeed a master, and his sword skills are indeed outstanding, but the best in the world

It's still hard to say."

"And, in the past year, I don't seem to have heard of his activities."

"I heard that many brothers were surrounded and killed by unknown forces a year ago, and I was missing." Someone seemed to be well-informed and whispered: "I heard that the people who surrounded and killed were still wearing armor."

The few people were shocked and dared not say much. Who could pierce armor in this peaceful era?

It must be the military of the government.

After a long time, someone sighed and changed the topic: "In the world, it is not only about fighting alone, but also about sects. I think the 17th-way martial arts of the Fanmen Sect are very powerful..."

One person despised and said, "The 17th Ways of Fanmen's unique martial arts? Do you think it's powerful? Yes, it's naturally powerful. Isn't stealing the martial arts of the 17th School, that's not great?"

"The Tianyang Captain, the former leader of the Lieyang Sect, was changed to the Tianyang Hand among the seventeenth-way unique skills. Why, the change of appearance is his own martial arts?"

As soon as this topic came out, the debate between the next table became even more fierce, and the voice even overwhelmed the voice of the storyteller in the distance, causing several tables around to glar.

But when he saw that the people who were arguing were all burly men, he seemed to be hard to mess with, so the guests at several tables could only withdraw their gazes and endure them.

However, Shi Mingda likes to listen to stories about the world and listen to these gossips in the world. He doesn’t mind whether he is telling or not, and he listens with relish at this time.

"Hey, they know a little less. They only know the 17th-way skill of the Fanmen, but they don't know that it will be the 18th-way skill in the future."

He knew something inside and knew that the Flying Star Sect had just learned it by Fan Sect. It was a flying knife skill, or could be ranked as the 18th stunt.

As Shi Mingda thought about this, he heard the argument of the next table in an anxious manner. A man blushed and his neck was thick, and suddenly he said, "You are still unwilling to admit it? I tell you, they not only learn martial arts, but also learn alchemy.

!The day before yesterday, I saw a monk asking Manager Wu from the Prince Qi Mansion to purchase some medicine!”

Because the people at the deskmate didn't believe it, he was even more angry and said a few medicines casually. When Shi Mingda heard this, his heart moved.

"There is blood cinnamon in these medicines?" He didn't take it seriously and just quarreled in front of ordinary people, but when he heard that there was a blood cinnamon in several medicines, he thought of what his second uncle secretly told him, Shi Mingda

I immediately remembered all the medicines just now.

"When I go back, I can ask my second uncle."

When the crew came out to have a drink, it was already dark. When the guy served the food and had enough food, he returned to the stronghold after eating and drinking. It was already late at night and there were no pedestrians on the street.

After entering the bookstore, someone shouted: "Shi Mingda, you can do arithmetic and see if this account is correct."

Although bookshops are a cover, even if half of the income from normal business is paid, half of the income is distributed to everyone, so you have to be careful.

The books I have gained include books on the imperial examination, books on the Four Books and Five Classics, and more are novels.

Shi Mingda rubbed his eyes, which were a little dizzy because of drinking, nodded, browsing page by page, some passed by, some looked very delicately, and murmured in his mouth. After reading it for a moment, he yawned.

He wandered around the house for a few times and said, "It's all right. I've corrected a small mistake. You ask someone to copy it and submit it to it as a public account."

"By the way, is the second uncle here?"

"You are late to come back, and the sir is already asleep." The colleague took the account and said with a smile.

When Shi Mingda heard that his second uncle had already slept, he hesitated a little: "This is related to King Qi. Should I call him to report now? Or will I report it tomorrow?"

Dai Guogong Mansion

In the bedroom, Su Ziji glanced at Ye Buhui who was already asleep, turned around and went out, went to a house, where he changed into black clothes.

There is a large bronze mirror in this room. Although it is not clear, you can roughly see some figures. Su Ziji looked at him. The man in black should not be able to see his true face, after all, even his face was covered.

Strictly and firmly.

He picked up the sword on one side again, stroked the sword gently, and sighed softly: "I won't need you for a long time."

Since returning to Beijing, the sword has basically never been used. Even if you wear a sword, you will wear decorative swords used by the powerful, rather than such a killing weapon.

It was already dark outside. Su Ziji left this room, flew directly onto the roof, jumped a few times to the path, passed by, and turned into a abandoned house.

There are few people here usually to pile up debris, and there are not many people patrolling or cleaning. Su Ziji entered this courtyard and moved a door until there were some houses that were stacked without debris for the time being.

The bed, tapped it in a direction on the ground that seems to be uncommon.

With a slight sound coming from the ground, a big hole appeared in front of Su Ziji in a moment.
Chapter completed!
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