The banquet of Zhao Quan, the holy envoys, and the congregants was placed in the open space in front of Zhao Quan's house, and a huge tent was set up, and a bonfire was lit, with meat, wine, and women.

Zhao Yingfeng didn't participate in everyone's carnival, he sat in his room, with three nests in front of him, holding a glass of water in his hand. There were no lights and candles in the house, and the clear glow of the moonlight and the bonfire that lit up the sky not far away made the room not completely dark.

Laughter and singing came from time to time in the wind, listening to these, Zhao Yingfeng only had a sadness in his heart.

They don't seem to notice that the winters are getting colder every year, and although the Tumo River is a fertile plain, the longer and longer winters make food less and less. Those who laughed and made a fuss did not seem to be aware of the impending famine, and in this case, they were still making wine from grain!

Zhao Yingfeng took a sip of water and forcibly suppressed the fear of hunger. It was generated in Yunmeng Mountain, but it was like a lifelong fear with him.

Just now, the congregation came to report that the soldier who was used for the experiment had died. In about a month, all the 200 soldiers borrowed from Geriletu died. I thought that the Mongols who could fight should be stronger than the Han beggars on the street, but the result was still the same.

Zhao Yingfeng picked up the nest head and took a bite. The head of the nest without any seasoning is very rough, and if it is not watered, it is difficult to swallow. I already knew that I didn't like the smell at all, just like I didn't like dead people at all.

However, one cannot fail to prepare a little for famine. The Mongols can rob, but what about the Han? Born with a dislike of fighting. Is it starvation? White Lotus Holy Envoy, is there a difference between those people and the government of the Central Plains? It's not the same as feeding yourself with the blood and sweat of the people.

It would be nice to be able to live without food. Cultivating immortals? A person who has cultivated immortals for decades will be killed by three hungry yellow-skinned children? Cultivating immortals is just a joke. However, in Jia Daoren's books, there are ways for mortals to clear the valley, and they can live without eating, and live like a normal person.

Zhao Yingfeng has always been proud of his memory. That man just boiled water and made tea for half an hour without saying a word, and in memory he could not speak all day. Also, the little girl who came back with the formation book loves to laugh. In that case, she smiled and said that she would definitely be able to go out, so she came back.

The Great Array of Heaven and Earth, an ancient formation spread around Yunmeng Mountain, protects the sulfur mine and dozens of immortal cultivators on Yunmeng Mountain. It's just that Yunmeng Mountain has been destroyed by the explosion more than ten years ago.

Zhao Yingfeng finished eating the nest head in his hand. Why did my father have to fight? It is the right thing to keep this holy city and to keep the people who believe in them. This is by no means a fight with people, but a fight with the sky. However, this battle is fought by himself alone. He is obviously not a compassionate person, but he has learned to be compassionate to the world in this White Lotus Holy City, which is far away from the Central Plains.

He, will he understand?

Zhao Yingfeng drank the water in the cup and left his room.

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The bonfire will be very lively, but Guo Heng is not happy. Although Zhao Quan didn't teach him a lesson after that, Zhang Lilin kept sneering, and even took out the old past to ridicule, and everyone was listening to his jokes around Zhang Lilin.

Guo Heng was about to go up to him to theorize, but Li Zixin was busy pulling him to drink elsewhere. Everyone's laughter was even louder, as if everyone was laughing at him for being a reckless man who deserved to be deceived.

"I can't bear it, I don't need to endure it anymore."

Guo Heng walked to a remote place alone, avoiding the light of the bonfire, and a middle-aged scholar came in front of him, muttering this sentence in his mouth.

"Who?" Guo Heng shouted.

"Wei Chaoge." Someone who came reported to their home.

"What for?"

"Stargazing at night, when I see a wolf rushing to the sky, I will take a look in this direction."

Guo Heng laughed angrily, "Think I'm so deceived!" ”

"I just arrived in the Holy City today, and I don't know who Your Excellency is, so I don't know if Your Excellency is easy to deceive, and I don't know why you want to deceive Your Excellency?" Wei Chaoge said with a smile: "But Your Excellency is angry and depressed, recently, it can't get better." Without waiting for Guo Heng to scold, he made another move, "I will continue to watch the stars and say goodbye." ”

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At night, in addition to the moonlight, there is a small oil lamp in the house, but fortunately, there is a lot of cow dung, which burns the kang very hot. Fu Qingshuang fell asleep, snoring slightly. The kang is not big, and Nangong Jin can only lean on it.

The ecstasy array at the door, just to prevent the gentleman and not the villain, Nangong Jin tried it a little just now, it is not too difficult to get out, the difficult thing is the big array. Of course, if you don't have those mechanisms, you may be able to try it out, provided that it is not too different from the formation of Yunmeng Mountain, otherwise you can only smile, after all, there are no red-clothed cannons now.

But it's a pity to leave now, it's best to know the efficacy of that medicine, and then give these to Du Ling, he should find something.

Someone?!

Nangong Jin looked at Fu Qingshuang, he still slept with confidence.

Under the moonlight, Zhao Yingfeng stood at the door and did not knock. After a while, the door of the hut opened, and Nangong Jin came out. Zhao Yingfeng smiled. Sure enough, this man did not sleep.

The two looked at each other, Zhao Yingfeng didn't say anything, just turned around and walked to the edge of the woods, found a stump and sat down. Nangong Jin followed, looked at him for a while, and also found a place to sit down. The two didn't say anything, and just sat there for a long time, until Nangong Jin was sure that he couldn't chat, so he took out a piccolo and blew it.

More than an hour later, Zhao Yingfeng smiled again and got up to leave.

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Early in the morning, before the morning fog on the mountain had dissipated, several sect members in white robes took Fu Qingshuang and Nangong Jin out of the mountaintop hut, saying that Zhao Quan was waiting for them in the forbidden place.

The two of them followed the sect members more and more deviantly, and even Fu Qingshuang put away his original casual appearance and gradually became vigilant. Through the gaps in the stone walls, they came to a valley, and the three cultists worked together to push open a boulder, revealing a stone cave. The hole seems to be deep, and there are torches lit along the way. One person entered first, and the other two signaled to Fu Qingshuang.

Fu Qingshuang smiled and followed, Nangong Jin followed, and the two of them closed the boulder. Only the light of torches remained in the cave, and Fu Qingshuang was even more alert.

After walking for about two quarters of an hour, it is estimated that he has already been in the belly of Daqingshan Mountain, but he does not feel depressed at all. Nangong Jin had been paying attention to the brightness of the torches, and at this time he even felt a breeze, and there was a gap leading to the ground. When I walked here, a door appeared, and when one of us knocked on the knocker, the door opened from the inside.

Entering this door, the eyes suddenly opened, this is a huge cave belly, look up dozens of zhang high cave roof, as if there is a light from the sky penetrating, everywhere lit torches, like day, not far away there is an underground river through. In this cave, there are quite a few people in white robes, who are busy.

The first one motioned for them to follow and continue walking, and Nangong Jin realized that there were countless stone chambers along the cave wall.

"Childe has been waiting for a long time." At the door of a stone room, the white-robed man said to Nangong Jin.

Fu Qingshuang smiled and was about to push the door, but the white-robed man stopped him, "Mr. Fu, Zhao Sheng's envoy is waiting in the forbidden place." ”

Fu Qingshuang looked back at Nangong Jin, and his eyes were 'Sure enough, people don't believe you.' So he said to the white-robed man: "This is my medicine slave." If you want to solve the problem of Zhao Sheng's envoy, I can't do it alone, I must bring him. ”

The white-robed man said politely and politely: "Mr. Fu, this is the holy place of my religion, and you can't enter it casually even below." He looked at Nangong Jin and continued: "This is Gongzi's distinguished guest, don't worry, sir." ”

Fu Qingshuang shook his head, "If you can't take him with you, then Fu Mou won't go." An indifferent look said: "Please inform Zhao Sheng's envoy and Fu will leave." ”

"Mr. Fu doesn't have to be like this." While speaking, the door of the stone room opened, and Zhao Yingfeng came out, "Today's father is going to discuss important matters with Mr., and there is no need for an assistant." The forbidden land is not far from this place, and it is in the middle of the mountain. Now my father believes in Mr. eight or nine points, and it will never be unfavorable to him. And if you are very close to this person, it will never be unfavorable to him. The two were separated, and it was estimated that it would only be a few hours. Rest assured, sir. ”

Fu Qingshuang wanted to be a scoundrel, but when he heard Nangong Jin cough lightly, he smiled and said, "Fu Mou has nothing to worry about." Pretending to look at Zhao Yingfeng and Nangong Jin with great interest, "Hey, it seems to be some fate." He smiled and said to Nangong Jin: "I have always been generous. Whether this fate is renewed or not depends on you. If you want to continue, go with Zhao Gongzi, and if you don't want to continue, follow me. ”

Nangong Jin didn't answer, just looked at Zhao Yingfeng and walked to his side, "Zhao Gongzi, please." ”

Fu Qingshuang laughed and said to the white-robed man: "Lead the way, lead the way, I, the medicine slave, are very resentful of me." ”