"Forbidden City? When was this? Shi Lan asked.

"The order I just gave today."

"How long will this be?"

"Until the City Lord's Mansion orders the ban to be lifted."

Shi Lan frowned and left helplessly.

There is no place to find a lot of meat in Double Moon City, but there is no other place to go except restaurants.

In the smiling eyes of the shopkeeper, Shi Lan once again mourned for his pocket.

Back at the hospital, Shi Lan informed Du Baisheng of the news of the forbidden city.

"Now even if I want to leave, it's too late." Du Baisheng sighed.

"I'll go to the City Lord's Mansion tomorrow to see what the situation is, and then it's not too late to discuss." Shi Lan was relieved.

……

The sun sets, and the sun is like blood.

Shi Lan stood at the door of the medical hall, looking at the blood-red sunset in the sky, and felt uneasy for no reason.

"Brother Shi Lan, the person you brought is awake." Du Yue'er trotted to Shi Lan's side and spoke.

Hearing this, Shi Lan hurriedly turned around and entered the medical hall.

Shi Feng lay on the bed with his eyes half-open, only to feel a feeling of weakness that he had never felt before spread in his body, making people hate to close their eyes and fall asleep again.

"Shi Feng, Shi Feng? How does it feel? ”

Listening to the call in his ears, Shi Feng tried his best to widen his eyes and turned his head to look at Shi Lan.

Shi Feng's throat moved for a long time, and he spit out a word dryly: "Water ......"

Shi Lan was about to turn around and pour water, when Du Yue'er handed over a cup of warm water.

After thanking him, Shi Lan took the teacup, helped Shi Feng up, and fed the water.

After feeding the water, Shi Lan pulled the futon on the other bed, put it behind Shi Feng, and helped him to lie down.

"Are you feeling better?"

"Gongzi Xie cares, it's no big deal." Shi Feng smiled reluctantly.

Du Baisheng, who had just walked to the bedside, heard this son, and took a deep look at Shi Lan.

Shi Lan shook his head, "Call me Shi Lan directly in the future." ”

Shi Feng was silent and did not answer.

Du Baisheng stepped forward to probe Shi Feng's pulse, and said with some surprise: "The injury has not shown the slightest sign of improvement, but the person has already woken up, strange." ”

Shi Feng was very clear about his injuries, although they were serious, they were not life-threatening.

But without the healing pill, it would be difficult to recover within a year and a half, and the meridians in his body were seriously damaged, and now he couldn't even absorb the aura of heaven and earth to restore his body.

After learning about the current situation, Shi Feng thought for a while and said:

"There must be an elixir to recover injuries in the Demon Suppression Army, if it is a public... Shi Lan, you really passed the selection, you may have a chance to get it, and when I recover from some injuries, I can take you out of here. ”

Shi Lan nodded, now there is only this way.

"If you can't do it, you don't have to force it, and then you can think of other ways." Shi Feng looked at Shi Lan and reminded.

"I understand."

Shi Feng was seriously injured, and after saying a few words, exhaustion came up.

Seeing this, Du Baisheng asked Du Yue'er to hurry up and cook a bowl of medicinal porridge that replenished blood and qi, and gave it to Shi Feng to drink.

After drinking the porridge, Shi Feng fell into a deep sleep again.

After dinner, Du Yue'er pulled Shi Lan to the wooden case, untied the muslin, and prepared to change the dressing.

After seeing the wound, Du Yue'er was a little surprised: "How could it recover so quickly?" ”

It was originally a deep wound that could be seen to the bone, but now it has become much shallower, and it has grown pink and tender flesh buds, and ordinary people want to recover to this step, let alone ten days and a half months.

Shi Lan's cultivation has reached the seventh level of the quenching realm, and the forging jade decision has also stepped into the third realm, and the quenching technique produced by this system has begun to change Shi Lan's physique.

After changing the medicine, Shi Lan lay down on the bed, her mind sank into the virtual space, and she didn't know what the selection method would be tomorrow, so it was better to make some preparations in advance.

……

After spending the night in the virtual space, Shi Lan got up, washed up, and walked towards the City Lord's Mansion in the morning light.

Along the way, Shi Lan saw many people, all rushing in the direction of the City Lord's Mansion, and obviously most of them were joining in the fun.

In less than half a moment, Shi Lan came to the front of the City Lord's Mansion.

In the open space in front of the gate of the City Lord's Mansion, a square platform nearly a foot high has been erected overnight.

On top of the square platform stood a black stone block that was nearly human-high, but other than that, there was nothing.

There was a circle of black-armored soldiers around Fangtai, blocking the people who were watching the excitement around Fangtai.

Just after the hour, a figure flashed onto the high platform, a middle-aged man in a white robe.

From the discussion of the people around him, Shi Lan learned that this person was the city lord of Shuangyue City, Nie Yangze.

"Today, I won't go around the corner, and if I think I have the ability to enter the private army of the City Lord's Mansion, I will come to the high platform on my own." Nie Yangze raised his hand and clenched his fist as he spoke, imprinting it on the stone beside him, and then his arm was like a tofu insertion, and Qi Gen sank into the stone.

"Those who can leave a five-inch deep fist mark on this stone will get 100 gold and can join the private army." Nie Yangze withdrew his hand, and the stone slowly squirmed like a living thing, and it returned to its original state in a few breaths.

Looking at this somewhat magical scene, Shi Lan's eyes condensed slightly, and she knew in her heart that this gold was not so easy to take.

"Lord of the city, dare to ask how many people the private army will accept this time?" A young man in his twenties asked.

"Those who come will not refuse." Nie Yangze replied lightly.

"Lord of the City, what if the fist mark is more than five inches?" A stout man in the crowd asked in a loud voice.

"Those who leave a six-inch deep fist mark will get five hundred gold, and a seven-inch deep fist mark will get a thousand gold, and those who leave a one-foot fist mark... Bounty! ”

As soon as Nie Yangze's words fell, there was a gasping sound all around, and many people's eyes were red, eager to try, isn't this giving silver?

"I said ugly things ahead, those who come up to try, if they can't leave more than two inches of fist marks, not only will there be no reward, but there will be heavy punishment, I don't like people who don't have self-knowledge."

Nie Yangze said and left the high platform.

Two black-armored soldiers carried a wooden table to the high platform, on which pens, ink, paper and inkstones were neatly placed.

Soon after, a group of black-armored soldiers carried more than a dozen wooden boxes forward, and when the wooden boxes were opened, a piece of golden light squeezed into the sight of the onlookers.

The neatly stacked gold bricks exude an attractive luster in the rising sun.

"I'll come first!"

The stout man who had questioned earlier turned red, shouted loudly, and walked out of the crowd.

The black-armored soldier didn't stop him and turned sideways to give way.

When the rest of the people saw that there was the first person to eat the crab, they all fell silent and watched intently.

This stout man was burly and muscular, and at first glance he looked like a man of strength.

The onlookers thought that Nie Yangze had lifted weights lightly before, so he inserted his entire arm into the stone, and they all felt that this man must have to take gold when he went up, and as for taking more and less, it would have to be counted separately.