Chapter 1107: Rice Hunting Season
In the Ancient Land of Blood, only scholars can build a family.
The smallest family is the Tongsheng family, while the strongest family is the Great Confucian family.
It's just that there has been no great Confucianism in the Blood Mang Ancient Land for many years, and the current highest status is the scholar family.
In the Ancient Land of Bloody Mang, everyone is a member of a certain family, and because they are not members of the family, they cannot survive in the Ancient Land of Bloody Mang.
The state of the Shengyuan Continent has national laws, and the Holy Court has the rules of the Holy Court, but in the Blood Mang Ancient Land, there is only the patriarchal law, that is, the laws and regulations of the clan, and some of the patriarchal laws are extremely strict, constituting the most basic rules of the Blood Mang Ancient Land.
"I heard that after three days of entering the Blood Mang Ancient Land, you will be affected by the Blood Mang Ancient Land, and your mind will be confused to a certain extent, and you can only resist it by eating dragon pattern rice. And the people of the Blood Manggu Land have lived here for generations, and there are subtle changes in their bloodline, which can resist a part of the power of the Blood Manggu Land. ”
The speed of the steady march was very fast, and it didn't take long to reach the vicinity of the town, Fang Yun lowered his head and observed carefully.
The ordinary towns in the Shengyuan Continent are different, the towns here are all tightly encircled by walls, only the east, west, north and south four gates can be entered, and there are nearly a hundred arrow towers in the four walls, and many soldiers practice behind the city walls.
There are about four or five thousand houses in the whole town, and the population is about fifteen thousand to twenty thousand.
Fang Yun nodded slightly, this town is not much different from the record of the previous data, due to the frequent harassment of the bear demon, at least one-tenth of the people in the Blood Manggu Land are usually soldiers, once there is a battle, all the people are soldiers, even teenage children will participate in the battle as auxiliaries.
Fang Yun descended, landed in front of the gate, and saw the word "Yunzhen" written on the main gate, these two words are strong and powerful, and at a glance, you can know that it is at least the masterpiece of the three realms.
Ten guards lined up on both sides, and the leader of the army carefully looked at Fang Yun's robe, stunned for a moment, and hesitated for a few breaths. He hugged his fists and said, "The villain has seen Lord Hanlin, but you are from outside the Blood Manggu Land?"
Fang Yun smiled and said, "I'm from the Shengyuan Continent. ”
The soldiers' expressions changed slightly, and a few even frowned slightly.
The Wu Chang smiled and asked, "Why did your lord come to Yunzhen? But make an appointment with others to find rice together, do you want to report to my family's Hanlin patriarch?"
"Uh...... I just passed by, took a short break and left. "Fang Yun didn't expect that now was the season to look for dragon pattern rice.
Generally speaking, the lord of a city is a scholar, and the lord of a town is Hanlin. There is no concept of a village in the Ancient Land of Bloodmang, because a village that is too small cannot survive.
The Wu Commander immediately got out of the way and smiled: "The little one understands, please take care of the adults." ”
Fang Yun nodded and entered Cloud Town.
Pedestrians on the streets. There were women with wooden basins and clothes, children running around the streets, people reading with square steps, and vendors selling things along the streets.
Some of the children saw Fang Yun approaching with a smile and a smile, and fled shyly.
Fang Yun walked on the stone road in Yunzhen and found that the eyes of the people here were the same as those soldiers, there was a faint red light, which was a sign of being born in the Blood Mang Ancient Land, such a person had a certain ability to resist the power of the Blood Mang Ancient Land. However, it is precisely because of these red lights that these people have a poor temper and are easily provoked. Therefore, civil warfare prevailed in the ancient land of Blood.
In addition to this, Fang Yun found that these people were no different from ordinary residents of the Shengyuan Continent, whether it was clothing or other habits, they were all normal.
Fang Yun put his mind at ease. It doesn't seem to be as scary as the outside world says.
Fang Yun looked up at the sky, and the pale red clouds still didn't disperse, which made people who were used to seeing the blue sky a little uncomfortable.
Fang Yun walked aside. While observing the shops on both sides, I found that there was an extreme shortage of high-quality products here, not to mention that compared with the current Ning'an County, there was a huge gap even compared with the ordinary county towns in the Shengyuan Continent.
Not long after, Fang Yun saw a restaurant called "Famous Guest House", and remembered that some wine in the Ancient Land of Blood Mang added dragon pattern rice during the brewing process, which was not only mellow and fragrant, but also had extraordinary effects, and his heart moved, and he stepped into the famous guest house.
Fang Yun glanced at the famous guest residence, the style was very similar to the restaurant of the Shengyuan Continent a hundred years ago, whether it was the shopkeeper or the other guests, they all quickly stood up and looked at themselves curiously.
The little two people in the store trotted over without touching their feet, bowed their heads and said with a smile: "Lord Hanlin is here, the small shop is shining, please go to the private room on the second floor and take a seat!"
The black-robed shopkeeper walked over quickly and said with a smile: "Little Lao'er takes the adults to the private room." ”
Fang Yun nodded, followed the shopkeeper to the second floor, and the guests downstairs dared to sit down.
Walking up to the second floor, Fang Yun heard the commotion, and following the reputation, the guests in a private room were drinking and chatting.
The shopkeeper said in a low voice: "They are rice seekers passing by in Yuncheng, they may have drunk too much, if you are noisy, I will persuade them." ”
"It doesn't matter, how can a restaurant not let people drink and talk. Find me a private room with a window, and bring me a pot of wine made from dragon pattern rice. ”
The shopkeeper looked embarrassed and said, "As soon as I look at your uniform, I know that you are not from the Ancient Land of Blood. Dragon-patterned rice is very rare, there is no such wine in the small shop, and you can only buy dragon-patterned rice wine when you go to Juyun City, which is not far away. ”
"I see, let's have the best wine and six good dishes. Fang Yundao.
"Okay, come right away!" said the shopkeeper and left.
Fang Yun chose a private room to enter, it was nothing more than a separate box, the furnishings were not bad, but the sound insulation was not good, and several people in the private room could be heard talking.
Don't listen to indecent things, Fang Yun didn't deliberately listen to what those people said, he sat by the window, thinking carefully about what he was going to do in three months.
It is a fantasy to find the fragments of the Dragon Slaying Knife within three months, and it is the right thing to do if you find enough dragon pattern rice in an safe and steady way, and then resist the mysterious power of the Bloody Ancient Land and persist for three months.
After a while, the wine and food came up, Fang Yun took a sip of wine, sandwiched a chopstick between each dish, and finally stopped touching the wine with a strange taste, and picked two dishes to eat.
A plate of mutton from the ancient land of Xuemang, the meat is still bright red after cooking, and the smell of the fish is very strong at first, but after chewing, the sweet and fragrant fragrance gradually overflows. The other dish is a kind of green cabbage, which has been scalded in boiling water, which is crisp and refreshing.
These two dishes were foods that were not available in the Shengyuan Continent, and Fang Yun was very satisfied.
Just finished eating the mutton, there was a knock on the door.
"The students of the Bloody Ancient Land meet the Lord Hanlin in a different place. ”
"Come in. Fang Yun sat on the chair and turned his head to look at the door.
When the door opened, six people rushed in with wine glasses in their hands, and they all waved in the direction.
"I've seen Lord Hanlin. ”
Fang Yun got up, arched his hand, and said with a smile: "I've seen all literary friends." As he spoke, his eyes swept over the six people, and he made a preliminary judgment from the expressions, clothes, eyes, and movements of the six people.
"In Xiayunao, the Lord is a man sent by the Holy House to find rice?" asked a young Jinshi.
"I came to the Bloody Manggu Land to have nothing to do with rice hunting, I have other missions, so it's inconvenient to say more. Fang Yun smiled, the meaning was obvious.
Na Yun Ao was about to ask again, but the Jinshi on the side touched Yun Ao and said, "In Xia Yundan, I heard that Lord Hanlin is here, and he has come to toast, I hope that Lord Han Lin will not blame me for bothering me." We'll wait for the first thing to respect. With that, he raised his glass.
(To be continued......)