Outside Chang'an City, as more than half a month has passed, the fields and villages that were originally destroyed by the war have miraculously reappeared.

However, above the official road, there are still a large number of displaced people who are numbly moving, and they are all gathered from farther away, trying to find a way to survive in Chang'an City.

Zhou Yue is also mixed in this homeless at the moment, his hair is scattered, his clothes are ragged, his skin is covered with bones, he is simply a homeless person, as for the rotten wood heavy sword, he was helplessly buried in a secret place, no way, he can't use it for the time being, but as long as he can get some benefits back from his corpse this time, it will be enough for his strength to increase.

And the first thing he has to inquire about now is whether his body has been buried, after all, now the deeds of the king of the East China Sea who sacrificed his life for righteousness and died generously are already well known, and even these ordinary homeless people are clear, and they are all deeply felt, regretted, and admired!

Anyway, this was completely unexpected by Zhou Yue, something was a little wrong!

Because he blended in with the exiles and stayed for two days in a row, he heard everywhere the words praising the benevolence and righteousness of the king of the East China Sea!

Is this possible?

Are you kidding? Zhou Yue himself is very clear, he can make so many homeless people commemorate, nostalgic, he is not qualified at all, it is not an exaggeration to say, even if Tang Taizong Li Shimin dies, the effect achieved is just that!

So since this is the case, how can Zhou Yue be?

Even if he really has a great favor for the projection camp, it won't be like this, so he instinctively thought that there was a conspiracy here!

After having an idea, Zhou Yue paid extra attention to this point, and whenever this topic popped up among the displaced people, he paid special attention to the person who first brought up the topic.

For example, now Zhou Yue is in the team of hundreds of people or so, he has roughly noticed that there is a person, as long as he has time, as long as he has leisure, he has been preaching how brave and benevolent the king of the East China Sea is, how benevolent and righteous, and ordinary topics are just ordinary topics, the things these two said are actually methodical, there are ups and downs, there are thrills, and there are beauties to accompany them, what go to Beihai Fulong, go to Mount Tai to kill demons, go to the flood to kill Juhuan, bird feathers, specially, Zhou Yue himself doesn't remember that he has such a great record!

However, these two guys can't stand the fact that they are talking about the sound and color, and the climax is repeated, so although the homeless people are hungry, they can also listen to it with relish!

However, Zhou Yue learned more and more that someone must be secretly manipulating.

But what kind person is so kind that he will sing praises after he is dead? And it seems that even the major forces in the projection camp are turning a blind eye.

Zhou Yuehu is more than suspicious!

The homeless people are not allowed to enter Chang'an City, but in the thirty miles outside Chang'an City, the originally huge and spacious place has already built a large number of shacks, porridge sheds, and special people to manage them, so the vast homeless people are quite regular and do not have too much chaos.

"Queue up, the old and weak women and children stand in front, the young and strong all stand in the back, don't worry, everyone has a share, this time, it is the king of the East China Sea who is benevolent, and before he died, he still thought about you hungry homeless people, now, the widow of the king of the East China Sea, the princess He Qingming, specially took out 100,000 stones of fine polished rice, and gave porridge here, why don't you hurry up and thank the princess?"

At this time, on the high platform in the center of the porridge shed, a guy with a loud voice was shouting with all his might, although his words made Zhou Yue's egg hurt, but for those hungry homeless, it was simply a rain, so groups of homeless people paid their respects so gratefully, and for a while, the benevolence of the king of the East China Sea and the benevolence of the princess resounded, making Zhou Yue creepy!

Zhou Yue naturally followed the appearance of the public homeless people to worship at this time, but he kept searching with his eyes, trying to find He Qingming's shadow, but unfortunately, He Qingming was not here, he just saw a person, Jiang Rui!

Yes, the guy who screamed sensationally on stage, a wizard who can shoot flowers on the back, how could he be here?

Zhou Yue's eyes flashed, but his hands were quickly clenched!

Before he died, this Jiang Rui was just a prince force who defected, even if he was good at drilling camps, he was at most the middle and lower class of the White Tiger City, and he couldn't even enter the high-level!

But today, this guy can actually shout here, using himself and He Qingming's name to give porridge to the homeless? Maybe those storytellers were sent by this guy too.

Who gave him the power?

What qualifications does he have?

What about Claire?

If it's the princess, Claire is the first, though- although-

Also, it's been twenty days since I've been dead, and tomorrow should be the time for burial, according to normal circumstances, the high-level people in the White Tiger City, even if they need to stay in the town, then some people should rush here, even if they are NPCs, but NPCs have to develop according to a reasonable plot!

Unless, the plot is not like this at all!

For a while, the thoughts in Zhou Yue's heart passed by, but in the end he still sighed, it doesn't matter, let's dump, fight, intrigue, anyway, I can't enjoy it, how to toss and toss if I love you, as long as Lao Tzu takes away Lao Tzu's things, he will stay away from you completely!

Sighing, Zhou Yue was a little disheartened, although he understood that these were all NPCs and the direction of the plot, he was still uncomfortable in his heart!

Back in the shack, Zhou Yuese shrank into the corner, ready to sleep.

At this time, the other people in this shack gathered around one person, they had just drunk a bowl of porridge, although they were still far from being full, but after all, they had the bottom, so everyone was full of interest in the legend of the East Sea King.

"Anyway—"

The storyteller who was surrounded in the middle slapped his thigh and was ready to start a tirade.

"Hey, why do you know so well? It's like you've seen it with your own eyes. ”

At this time, a sick voice was neither early nor late, and he asked at this time, and the storyteller was stagnant, but he said as a matter of course: "Cut, my eldest brother's second aunt's sister's sister's son's cousin's younger brother, who is a soldier under the command of the king of the East China Sea, can he be false?" Besides, the benevolence of the king and princess of the East China Sea is truly visible, is the rice porridge you eat in your stomach not ashes? Eating the benefits of the bowl, this began to turn his face and deny people, white-eyed wolf, you! ”

"That's it!"

"That's it!"

“……”

The rest of the homeless people were also filled with righteous indignation.

In the face of public anger, Zhou Yue had no choice but to cover his ears and run away, now he is more and more sure that someone is plotting behind this matter, but what good is this?

With his eyes rolling, Zhou Yue decided to start with Jiang Rui, it would be good if he could catch one of his subordinates and torture him, but this is obviously impossible, Jiang Rui's strength is very strong, and his subordinates are also fat and strong, it is not easy to start, and the most important thing is that he will startle the snake.

For a while, there was nothing to do, so Zhou Yue wandered around to see what could be done, but still found nothing.

Just when he was about to give up, he heard some of the homeless people who told the story shouting, "Tomorrow is the day of the funeral of the king of the East China Sea, we are lowly and can't send the king of the East China Sea a ride, but by the grace of people, when the spring reciprocates, at least, we also have to bow to this great benefactor three times, may God bless the immortal soul of the king of the East China Sea!" ”

This kind of mention suddenly swept the camp camp, what is this, send it a ride, for a while, a large number of people poured out, and then I saw that outside the camp camp, I don't know when a platform has been erected, incense is burning on it, and the people in front of them don't know why, and they don't think it's unreasonable.

Wave after wave, among the homeless campers, there are at least tens of thousands of homeless people, all of whom are pious and worshippers, and immediately, there is a green qi invisibly born on the altar, this green qi is not visible to ordinary people, but Zhou Yue is different!

Because the green qi was originally to worship him, once it was generated, half of it was immediately divided, more than half of it went straight to the sky and fell into Chang'an City, and half of it fell on top of Zhou Yue's head.

And as soon as he was shrouded in this green qi, Zhou Yue immediately understood, what is this?

This is - popular popularity!

In other words, this thing is impurity, inferior princely luck!

And what can the princes' luck do in this world? The role is very simple, increase the number of fortunes, increase longevity, increase blessings, increase talents, ordinary people get, that must be good health, longevity, many children and grandchildren, and a smooth life! High-ranking officials are not a problem.

However, the luck of these princes, including the luck of the Heavenly Dao, is all for the living!

Dead people are useless to this luck at all, no, it's not that it's useless, but it has a little weak effect, that is, it can make the soul of the newly deceased person comfortable, blind, and dissipate the effect, to put it simply, die, die, don't entangle, let's go on the road, dissipate obsession, we will miss you, so this plays a role in rapid digestion and decomposition, especially this is the gathering of tens of thousands of people's pious wishes, in fact, it is better than the pure princes' luck.

So this effect is good, and it is also a little mourning for the dead by the living.

But, Nima! This effect was put on Zhou Yue's corpse, and it became tasteless!

There are still drops that belong to him on his corpse, and even though all this time has passed, this drop is still there because it is important.

Before Zhou Yue picks it up, no one wants to pick it up!

However, there is no way, that is, if you break this layer of rules, you will naturally be able to obtain this drop item.

Normally, a dragon slaying technique can make this drop item appear, but obviously, there are not many people who know how to slay dragons.

Then, with this kind of impurity luck that has accumulated tens of thousands of people's hope, plus some special secret techniques, it is possible to break through this layer of rules!

Imagine, tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, are all worshipping you reverently, get on the road, get on the road, don't be nostalgic, what a horror is this?

Who exactly?

Who is coveting Lao Tzu's treasure?

Jiang Rui?

Impossible, how can this scum be qualified to do such a thing? He's just a perimeter errand!

And in the current situation, there are almost only a handful of people who are qualified to do this kind of thing and know this kind of secret art!

In an instant, Zhou Yue's heart was like a knife.