Star City

From a bird's-eye view from top to bottom, you can see that the pattern of this city is very mysterious.

The outer city is connected, and there are gods and spirits guarding the city walls. In the past few decades, even though rumors have spread in the outside world that the ancestors of the Zhang family have long since died, the Zhang family is still safe and sound, all thanks to the protection of this city.

Twenty-eight Suzhou in the outer city, it is rumored that more than 80 years ago, someone learned that the ancestor of the Zhang family painted a dragon and nailed it to death in the South China Temple, and the painters of the three law book realms wanted to seize the relics of the saints, and before they entered the inner city, they were killed by the twenty-eight gods in the outer city. This method of killing chickens and setting an example for monkeys also made the entire cadres covet the people who dispel the idea of the Zhang family, although the saint is missing, but the Zhang family is not easy to mess with.

There are five fortresses in the inner city, corresponding to the five elements of yin and yang. As for the power of this inner city killing array, it is still a mystery, some people speculate that the outer city killing array can easily kill the master of the law book realm, the five-star killing array in the inner city must be the strongest means of self-protection left by the ancestors of the Zhang family to future generations, killing the saint dare not say, at least it can block the saint for a moment and a half, so in the past hundred years in Jiangbei, the family has changed several times, and only this ancient family, like an evergreen tree, stands tall.

In the huge palace in the center, in a majestic star-picking tower, singing and dancing are leveling, but the dancing is not graceful girls, on the contrary, they are all handsome men with well-proportioned bodies and uncovered upper bodies, rubbing essential oils, which seem to make the maids who pass by in a hurry blush and heartbeat.

In the curtain, the plump and graceful woman in white was lying lazily on her side, her eyes more stunning than Mu Qianyun.

"Miss, the person screened in the first level has come out, sir, please take a look. ”

The woman's long, white thighs stretched out, as if she wanted to sit up, and the maid serving on the side helped to put on the cushions.

The maid who came to report waved her hand to the male pets who were still singing and dancing outside the curtain, signaled to retreat, and pointed to the pictures she brought to introduce them one by one.

"I guess this young lady knows each other. One of the four sons of Wuzhong, He Zhizhang He is the secretary of He. ”

The woman looked at the middle-aged man with silkworm eyebrows on his forehead on the painting score, and his head was big, and his eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, "How many times do you want me to say this crooked melon and cracked dates, don't come to spicy eyes!"

The maid looked embarrassed, this is what her own lady dares to say, if the people of Wuzhong hear it, the suave and suave Eunuch He is labeled with spicy eyes, how will it be to cry and laugh.

Among the four sons of Wuzhong, only Zhang Changshi can barely see it. Miss Zhang picked up a grape with two fingers and put it into her mouth, looking calm, "Has he ever come?"

"Zhang Changshi is the youngest person to enter the sainthood since ancient times, and the other three have all come. ”

Miss Zhang spit out the grape seeds and chuckled, "Isn't it wonderful that the first person to become a saint is the first beautiful since ancient times?"

The maid didn't dare to laugh too exaggeratedly, but said softly: "If you want to come to the grass saint like the Gong Shen to create transformation, I am afraid that I have no attachment to the matter of children's affection." The master said, among the four sons of Wuzhong, the strength of the other three should not be underestimated, I hope that Miss you will consider it, after all, it is for you to choose an uncle. ”

Miss Zhang held her cheeks, shook her head and said, "Open and open." Compared with Zhang Changshi, wouldn't the other three be crooked melons and cracked dates? I was bored when I looked at it, by the way, a few months ago, did Lang Jun, a young man who disappeared in the Dao Court in Longxi, be found?"

The waitress shook her head.

Miss Zhang sighed, "I have the qualifications to enter the sainthood, and the words are written so beautifully, such a man is worthy of me Zhang Lingxue......

"Miss, don't make a fuss. Hurry up and ......"

"I didn't make a fuss!"

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On the martial arts arena, the white silk around has been tightly wrapped in three layers inside and three layers outside. The old man on the high platform, dressed in the moon-white costume, slowly walked up to the stage, and shouted in a full voice: "Ladies and gentlemen, the old slave is polite. The contemptible head of the Zhang family, surnamed Zhang Mingsan. ”

"Be careful, this person's strength is unfathomable. Yashichiro's voice on the side was like a mosquito, reaching Zhong Yue's ears, just enough to hear clearly.

Zhong Yue looked at the moon-white round-necked robe, and secretly said in his heart: A family member is dressed so violently......

"You can pick up ink with a pen, you are all handsome and heroic in Jiangbei, this time the master is recruiting a son-in-law, my lord is not only looking for an uncle for the young lady, but also to choose a man who can take charge of himself to control the Star City. ”

As soon as these words came out, the people below were all sitting in danger, as if they had already known about it.

Zhong Yue also raised his eyebrows, no wonder so many people came, he thought about it, just a woman, even if she was described as a sinking fish, she couldn't attract so many people to come and join her, it seems that for a large number of people, they are all here for this rich "inheritance".

Zhang San said: "The ancestors of my family have traveled all over the world for many years and made good connections. This second level is specially designed by my ancestor to convey the sound and design it himself, so even if you fail to gain anything today, you must be fortunate to see the paintings of the saints, and it will also be of great benefit to your calligraphy and painting. ”

The old man sneered and muttered to himself: "What kind of stinky skin is pretending, and I also personally designed the instructions." Your ancestor has been dead for hundreds of years, and you still have to pull the banner. ”

Zhong Yue squinted his eyes, this big brother is really windy and not afraid of flashing his tongue, this tone is to be someone's son-in-law?

"This second level is the Buddhist beast painted by my ancestor himself! You can copy the painting within an hour, and those who can enter the eyes of our master can enter the third level of the competition. ”

When Zhong Yue heard the words of the old man of the Zhang family, he couldn't help but glance at the person beside him, but he didn't expect it to be really right!

Ye Qilang also raised his eyebrows at Zhong Yue in a sly manner, and glanced at Zhong Yue's clothes a few times, intentionally or unintentionally.

"Icon, please!"

A high singing immediately attracted everyone's attention. Zhong Yue also followed his gaze, wanting to see what kind of painting it was, and it was so grand.

Covered by a black curtain, the colossus was more than a foot high, pulled by dozens of people from the previous family, with rolling logs underneath, and slowly dragged it from the east.

Zhong Yue frowned, "Is this a painting or a sculpture, so heavy?"

The old man on the side, who was obviously already planning to partner with Zhong Yue, said with a smile: "Sage Mozuo, what do you think? Little brother, keep your eyes open and look carefully later!"

Zhong Yue looked at such a big portrait, and said secretly in his heart: Brother, how blind are your eyes, you can't see such a big thing yourself?

The covered portrait was dragged to the center of the martial arts arena, and the head of the Zhang family picked up a red pen from the table, muttered something in his mouth, and then sighed, "Enlightenment!"

With a wave of the bright red red pen in the air, the black curtain above the portrait fell in an instant as if there was no wind rising spontaneously.

The huge painting wall slowly reveals its true face.

Zhong Yue looked fixedly!

Suddenly, his pupils shrank, and the painting wall in front of him ...... Actually......

It's actually empty!