After leaving the house, Lin Chuan lowered his voice and said: "It will take three more days to make up the ten days. After I receive my wages, I will take you out of here."
"Really?!" Wan'er flashed her big tearful eyes.
"When has my brother ever lied to you?" Lin Chuan smiled and nodded.
Even though it is almost dusk, the streets of Licheng are still bustling with traffic and lively.
Qiao Waner held a bunch of candied haws in her hand but refused to leave the old woman. When Lin Chuan asked why, the little girl still spoke plausibly.
"Wan'er wants one more string, one string with one hand, to make up for the gluttony that day..." Qiao Waner's cheeks were bulging.
Lin Chuan didn't get what he wanted. He had deducted this string bit by bit from the flowers and trees he purchased every time. If the third housekeeper, who was very calculating, found out, it wouldn't be a big deal and they would have to be driven out of Jia's house. My wages for the past seven days have gone down the drain.
Passing by a teahouse, he saw an old storyteller who was about to start his story. Lin Chuan became interested and stopped to watch the old man storyteller.
The old man took a sip of tea, cleared his throat and said: "Chaos began 30,000 years ago, and the ancient gods broke it with an axe, and the two realms of Hongmeng and Hongmeng were born. Hongjie belongs to the demon clan, and Mengjie belongs to all the spirits in the world. The two realms The water in the well does not interfere with the water in the river. You enjoy your leisure time and I taste the bitterness and saltiness of mine. Twenty-three thousand years passed in a blink of an eye. A dispute broke out between the two realms. The Meng realm was defeated by the Hong realm, and the creatures of the Meng realm were brutally killed by the demons of the Hong realm. The ancient gods couldn't bear the poison, so they threw a furnace into the Mongolian world, so the furnace of heaven and earth was born. The furnace burned the vibrant Western Wasteland into scorched earth, which is now the dead desert of Xisha. The furnace absorbed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and every day It stopped extinguishing once in a thousand years and gave birth to three artifacts, which are the so-called Hong Furnace artifacts. With the help of these artifacts, the high-level spiritual masters of the Mongolian realm became more powerful, and the war between the two realms took a turn for the better. It only took three thousand years for the war to change. Just completely expel the demons back to the Hong Realm..."
The tea-goers in the teahouse and the passers-by listening outside all clapped and cheered.
"Excuse me, sir, what artifacts have come out of this furnace of heaven and earth?"
"Yes! Yes! Sir, tell me..."
"Yes! Let us also gain knowledge! Open our eyes..."
The old storyteller took another sip of tea without hesitation and continued: "Twenty-one of these Honglu artifacts have appeared in the world so far. Each one is enough to shock the heavens and make ghosts and gods cry. It is the dream of every spiritual master. Baby, if you get it, you can dominate the world..."
"I wonder how the best spiritual weapons compare?"
"Just like the difference between chopsticks and a rolling pin, ten spiritual weapons cannot be exchanged for one magical weapon, even the lowest magical weapon!" It didn't need to be answered by the storyteller, there were knowledgeable people among the spectators who answered.
"Is there still a ranking for artifacts?"
"Of course!" the knowledgeable man from before answered loudly.
"Can you please tell us the ranking? What is ranked first? What is ranked last?"
"This..." The man himself is just a martial artist. He heard what he said before from other martial artists. He hesitated and couldn't say anything at the moment.
Then there was a burst of laughter.
Seeing his embarrassment, the storyteller took over the topic at the right time, cleared his throat and said: "Ahem! The Hong Furnace artifact has a ranking. The first one is naturally the Hong Furnace itself. One furnace can bring down ten thousand demons, and the treasure contained in the furnace is The name of the fire is the flame of chaos, which can melt all things, and the rain will never extinguish it. It can only self-extinguish once in a thousand years. I guarantee that everyone here has seen it before..."
In order to heighten the atmosphere, the storyteller deliberately left things off, and suddenly everyone started talking and speculating, with different opinions. Seeing that the atmosphere was almost over, the storyteller raised his hands and pressed them down. The noise gradually decreased, and then he continued: "This
Ranked twenty-first is the Luo skirt worn by City Lord Xiao of Licheng, which is called the Fire-Biding Ice Luo. Ordinary people will freeze if they come within three feet of it."
"No wonder every time I see City Lord Xiao standing at the top of the city, I feel chills running down my spine. I thought it was an illusion at first. So that's it..."
Suddenly, a gust of cool wind came over. Everyone looked around and saw a huge sedan chair coming slowly. The curtain of the sedan chair had the word "Xiao" printed on it. It was supposed to be the city lord's vehicle.
The four people carrying the sedan were all wearing thick winter clothes, but seeing that the four of them were carrying such a huge sedan with a calm demeanor, we could conclude that these four were all spiritual masters with good cultivation levels.
Everyone gave way. When passing by the teahouse, everyone was silent, and needles could be heard all around. Lin Chuan saw the people in the sedan through the fluttering curtains, and his eyes were instantly attracted to them, and he couldn't move away for a while.
Sitting in the sedan chair was none other than Xiao Moxin, the lord of Licheng City, who was nicknamed Xiao Binluo. He had a beautiful face, and his eyebrows were like a painting even without makeup. His brows were like lacquer, his eyes were like autumn water, his nose was like cherry blossoms, and he was dressed in a beautiful dress.
A light blue skirt can perfectly set off her cool and solitary beauty.
"The sister in the sedan is so beautiful!" Qiao Waner couldn't help but sigh.
After City Lord Xiao's sedan chair had gone away, everyone came back to their senses and joked with each other about their embarrassment.
"Ahem! Having said that, the ranking of this Hong Furnace artifact is not fixed and will change as new artifacts appear..." the storyteller continued.
"Then what's the second one?"
"The second-ranked artifact is called the Zhiyang Sword Spirit. No one can control this sword spirit. It has its own consciousness. It only appeared once in the last battle between the spiritual master and the demons. After a sword penetrated the heart of the demon, it disappeared.
The heavenly demon, which dozens of powerful people in the heavenly spirit realm could not do anything about, was turned into ashes the moment it was pierced through the heart. Some people said that it died together with the big demon, others said that it went to Hongjie with the demons, and still others
It is said that it has exhausted its spiritual power and is sleeping in a corner of the Mongolian world..."
Outside the gate of Li City, the city guard spirit general stood respectfully five feet to one side of the city lord's sedan chair, his body still shaking uncontrollably. In front of the sedan chair stood a tall, thin man wearing a bamboo hat.
"You want to see me?" City Lord Xiao's cold voice came from the sedan chair.
"Reply... Lord of the City, I am... the general of the Southern Kingdom... personal guard Ying Shiqi..." Ying Shiqi was so cold that his teeth chattered, and he felt a little awkward when speaking.
He was interrupted before he finished speaking.
"I don't care who you are, tell me the reason why you want to see me. If your reason doesn't satisfy me, I will kill you." Xiao Moxin's voice sounded very plain.
Ying Shiqi's eyes were rolling around, and he thought to himself that the title of General of the Southern Kingdom would not work here. Thirty-six strategies, walking is the best strategy. Let's talk about it after meeting Master Ying Ba.
"I'm being rude. I've been ordered by the general to come to Licheng to look for someone. If the city lord feels something is wrong, I'll disappear immediately." Ying Shiqi calmly moved back a few steps and suddenly felt that his whole body was not so cold.
Well, Xin Dao is indeed a Hong Furnace artifact, and even if it ranks at the bottom, its power is beyond his ability to compete with.
"Is there any handwriting from Xia Yang?"
Xia Yang?! Is the news from Dongguo so closed? Xia Yang has been dead for more than a year.
"Returning to the Lord of the City, Xia Yang has passed away. The current general of the Southern Kingdom is Hu Duo, and I am the 17th Shadow Guard of Lord Hu Duo. Lord Hu passed the message orally, so..."
When she heard the word "Hu Duo", Xiao Moxin's eyes showed disdain. When she heard the last word, Xiao Moxin couldn't help but frown.
With the seal on his hand, Ying Qiqi was instantly pulled to the carriage by an invisible force. He felt that he suddenly fell into the ice cellar and his body began to become rigid.
"If you dare to lie to me, I will accuse you in the name of meticulous work. Not only will I take your life, but I will also go to Donghuang to complain. Unless you make a heartfelt oath."
"Okay, I...swear..." Ying Qiqi took advantage of the fact that his mouth was not frozen and could still speak, so he quickly made a vow.
On Xiao Moxin's way back to the city, the girl beside her couldn't help but ask: "Did Mr. Xiao take that guy too easy? He let him enter the city so easily."
"You don't understand Hu Duo, and no matter what his current level of cultivation is, this person's despicable character is well known to everyone among the spiritual masters in the Tianling Realm. He will definitely retaliate. If he kills his bodyguard, he will definitely not let it go.
.You arrange for someone to keep an eye on him. If he does anything out of the ordinary, report it to me immediately."