There is probably no time when Loulan is completely dark, even if the moonlight is sprinkled on this city, it will be reflected more and more brightly by the gold.

Gold may be the original sin of everything, and there are always many people and ghosts in this world, who are working day and night for it. Food, clothing, housing and transportation, daily life, where is there a place where there is no money. Survival itself is the most expensive kind of consumption. Many people have a headache for this consumption all their lives, and many people even die because they can't make up this consumption.

When you finally scrape together enough expenses to survive, you will have a better mind. There may be many answers, but no matter what the answer is, most of them have one thing in common, that is, the word "money".

Clothes need to be dressed with money, faces need money to buy fat powder, and good beds need to be bought with money.

When you meet the above requirements, you will find that there are more needs, and if you continue to follow the various needs, it is a never-ending void. The transformation of needs and desires is often inadvertent.

The bright moon on the moon exudes a soft glow, shining on this golden building, and by the expensive fence, Zhang Yi's somewhat lonely shadow is lying. He lay on the ground, feeling the cold touch of the gold beneath him

He was pondering a very profound question, "What is the purpose of survival?" When he was alive, he thought that it was nothing more than to make meritorious contributions and leave a name in history. He did achieve his goal, the Qin State began to lay the foundation from Shang Ying, but it began to grow strong when he was Zhang Yi. If the history books of the world continue to be lost from generation to generation, his name will probably spread far and wide over time.

But if the purpose of survival is accomplished, he does not believe it. Because he hadn't gone to reincarnate yet, he still stayed in the underworld. If he really accomplished all his thoughts, then there should be no more nostalgia for his own existence. He didn't see anything, if he really saw it, then he would have put down everything, drank a bowl of Meng Po soup, and went back to the world to make the wind and rain.

But he couldn't figure out what else he wanted to do, even lying on the gold paved ground would not help him. He was a little afraid, afraid of his own confusion, afraid that he would become mediocre. For people like him, the most feared thing is probably to become inactive.

Tumbling around on the ground a few times, I still don't have the slightest clue. His brain was like a puddle of mush, and when he shook it, he could hear the voices inside.

"What are you doing? Why are you lying on the ground?"

There is a bit of charm in this voice, as if it is a legend of those demon girls who have brought disaster to the country.

Of course, this is not from Zhang Yi's brain, he is a big man, and he has never had such a voice in his head.

Turning his head, there was a pair of feet, some feet and some high shoes. The legs were long and thin, and the skirt was a little short, reaching only to the knees, a style that had never been seen before.

Further up, is the slender waist, which can be called a Yingying grip. This woman has the capital to bring disaster to the country, Zhang Yi thought in her heart, but her eyes moved upward, all the way to her face. This is a demon girl who has brought disaster to the country! Zhang Yi made a judgment to the woman in front of her.

The woman was exotic, her eyes were ice blue, and her hair was as golden as the ground. The degree of refinement of the facial features is still above Daji and Yu Ji.

Why did such a woman appear here? Isn't she the wife of the Loulan City Lord? I haven't heard him marry, so I don't want to cultivate?

Also, such a beautiful woman, if she is herself, she is afraid that she is willing to abandon everything. Gold is precious, and beautiful women are still above gold. When Liu Che was the emperor, didn't he come out with a ballad?

"There are beautiful women in the north, who are independent and independent, and they take care of the city and the country. Rather than know the city and the country, it is difficult to get a beautiful woman. ”

There are tens of millions of cities and many countries, but such a beautiful woman, I am afraid that there will be no one for thousands of years.

"Have you seen enough?"

The woman's voice was still charming, and there was a slight smile on her face.

Zhang Yi waved his sleeves, stood up from the ground, and said: "When I first saw a beautiful woman, my mood was scattered and abrupt, don't be surprised." ”

"Do you ghosts in the Central Plains talk about etiquette like that?"

"Haha, the state of etiquette! Where did the girl come from? ”

The woman's smile was even stronger, Meimu and Zhang Yi looked at each other, and said, "The original guest in the Loulan City Lord wanted to see me, so I had to rush over from West Night City overnight. ”

Zhang Yi was taken aback, bowed down again and said, "It turns out that the gods have arrived, please forgive Zhang Yi for being rude." ”

"I'm not your god, why should you worship me. You don't need to call me God, we don't want to call me that, just call me Jermengad. ”

Zhang Yi still didn't call her by her name, it was too rude to call a god so directly. But people don't like to be called gods, so they have to continue to call girls.

"The girl has only been here for three months, and has not yet set foot in our territory, so how can she already know our language?"

Jörmungård brushed his hair, and his movements were quite feminine. Zhang Yi didn't take her eyes off it, just looked into her eyes. It's so different from when I first met, completely missing the previous indulgence and uninhibitedness, the ghost in the Central Plains is really interesting, but for a moment, it's like two people.

"I'm an immortal, immortals always have some skills, and it's not too difficult to learn a language. The last time you sent someone to travel, I had something to learn from Su Qin. ”

"The girl is really amazing! Since you are from the West Night City, why don't you go to rest first? My son-in-law has already gone to bed, and he needs to talk to the girl in detail tomorrow. ”

Jörmungad's face showed a little frustration, and he said, "I can't sleep, it's hard for the gods to sleep." Don't you know?"

Zhang Yi shook his head, he had never heard of such a thing, and Yan Jun never talked to others about whether he had insomnia. But think about the immortals in the Yan Jun Palace, probably they won't be unable to sleep, and they were drunk two last time they drank.

"Since the girl is sleepless, you might as well walk around, the scenery of Loulan is good, the moon is in the sky, it is suitable for a trip under the moon. ”

"Do you want to come with me?"

In her eyes, there seemed to be something called anticipation, and Zhang Yi was a little flustered when she saw it.

"No, I have to sleep, I still have to discuss some affairs with the Loulan City Lord, and I am afraid that I will not have the energy if I sleep too late. The girl is light, Zhang Yi will retire first!"

Zhang Yi's departure was somewhat unexpected by Jörmungad, who was the first to refuse her. That place in the Central Plains seems to be more interesting than I thought, and my subordinates are already such wonderful people, and the son called Fusu should be even better.

The moonlight is scattered, the beautiful beauty walks leisurely, Loulan is indeed a place with a good scenery, if you just look at its wealth and gorgeousness.

Zhang Yi bolted the door very tightly, and moved the table behind the door to block the door. He sensed a danger in Jörmungandr, and when he talked to her, he always felt that there was a poisonous snake behind his back, and if the time was right, he would bite his neck.

The last time I had such a feeling, it was Su Qin with the seal of the six countries, and the soldiers knocked on the Guguan. This immortal is definitely not simple, and I don't know if Fusu can carry it. On this trip, Jörmunga had to go back with them. Shouldn't we send someone to inform the Yan Jun in advance? But to send a message across borders, at least the cultivation of the Earth Immortals, he and Fusu are not up to the mark.

If you ask the city lord of Loulan to help? Zhang Yi quickly pinched off this idea, and he didn't trust the city lord of the thirty-six cities very much. At present, the temptation is too great, and I still go back to my own chassis again.

No matter how powerful that woman is, it shouldn't be anything. The conduct of the Yan monarchs is still no problem, and they are not worried that they will sell the underworld. Thinking of this, he relieved his heart again.

The affairs of a group of immortals don't need him to worry about a mortal ghost. It seems to be very interesting that the underworld in the West Pole can have such a character. The last time I traveled with Yan Jun, I didn't go too far, but just walked around the Thirty-six Cities and the Buddha Realm.

The information in his hand is too small, and it seems that he should talk to Su Qin after he goes back. The brothers have been fighting for so long, and it has only stopped a little in the past few years, and maybe they can also consider joining forces to do something.

You can't do the wind and rain in your own place, so it's okay to go to someone else's house, right?

What is the purpose of survival? Isn't it just to have fun!

Zhang Yi smiled, smiling very happily.