The real name of the black shadow is unknown, it is a child that Ji Ziwen picked up from the beggars in his early years, and gave it the name - Bamboo Rain.

In the entire Ji family, there are nearly five hundred dead soldiers like Zhu Yu. But don't look at it in the dream, Ji Longyu said simply, in fact, behind every dead soldier is countless wealth and blood.

Without a certain family background, rights and time, it is just a fool's dream to train the dead.

It takes twenty or thirty years to train a little hairy child who doesn't know anything to be a dead soldier who kills people without blinking, which is why when Ji Longyu mentions his dead soldier, there is a proud light in his eyes.

Raising a dead soldier is like raising a Gu, only those who have passed bloody and cruel selections again and again, and those who stand alive to the end are qualified to become a yellow-level dead soldier.

And above the yellow level, there are three levels of heaven, earth, and Xuan.

In addition to symbolizing the strength of the dead, the level also represents their role, similar to the bamboo rain and thrush are earth-level dead, as for the heaven-level deadmen at the next level, it is just a legend, even Ji Longyu has never seen it.

......

In Ji Liang's memory, Zhuyu is the person who grew up with him since he was a child, his confidant and right-hand man, no matter how big or small, he only needs to be commanded by him.

He has the location and contact information of all the dead soldiers and dark piles in Dragon City, except for the Heavenly Level.

As long as Ji Liang gives an order, he can make Dragon City chaotic in minutes.

"I explain this, do you understand?" Ji Liang looked at Tu Yun, who was still a little glazed-eyed, and shook his hand.

Tu Yun, who had been reacting for a long time, suddenly grabbed Ji Liang's hand nervously, and the tears in his eyes fell heavily: "Woo woo! Young master, can I not go to the dead?"

Ji Liang was stunned for a moment, then withdrew his hand and wiped the tearful eyes and snot on his head with disgust, and rolled his eyes: "Why are you so narcissistic? With your figure, even if you want to be one, people still think it's a waste of money to train you." ”

Tu Yun, who realized that she was too worried, couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, but after a while, her strong temper immediately came up, and she was unwilling to lose her strength and tried to put her body in an S shape: "I, I also have capital, okay!"

"Poof—"

Ji Liang turned his head sideways and smiled disdainfully.

"It's all right, poof-"

After temporarily solving a problem, Ji Liang stretched his waist and ordered: "Go and talk to the boy housekeeper and invite the two sons yesterday to the hall." This son wants to talk to these two sons about his life ideals. ”

*

Hall——

Under the leadership of Steward Tong, the two sons stared at two pairs of dark circles and walked into the private room.

Apparently I didn't sleep well last night.

Ji Liang looked at the two of them while eating the meat buns. Needless to say, a pair of dark circles under his eyes, his soul was so frightened that he was about to lose it, and the whole person was bloodless, and he didn't know where he thought it was a zombie.

As for Li Fanshu, who should be inseparable from him and is also a traverser, although he also has dark circles under his eyes, because Ji Liang specially ordered him not to be lazy, he is also fat in vain.

got up and arched his hand: "Yo, two brothers, I haven't seen you for a long time." ”

Li Fanshu straightened his clothes, and said angrily: "It's best not to see the same room." ”

The bloodless ritual pen simply turned his head, out of sight, he knew that His Royal Highness the Prince of the World was not going to give him the steps at all, and he wanted his family to die in the same way.

"Well, no, no. Ji Liang smiled and made a gesture of please, "I heard that neither of you ate last night. I'm afraid I'm too hungry to do it now, come on, let's eat and talk while eating. ”

The two glanced at each other, and both saw hunger in each other's eyes. Although someone brought them dinner last night, in order to show their unyielding consciousness, neither of them ate a drop of water.

However, it turns out that anger is not enough to fill the stomach, looking at the delicious food at this table, the stomachs of the two invariably retreated.

Or the pen took the first step, sat down with a butt, and ate directly without politeness, anyway, he would die, but it was better to eat enough and go on the road than to be a starving ghost. Seeing that his companion raised the white flag first, Li Fanshu gave up after struggling for a while, but the appearance of eating was not as exaggerated as the courtesy.

Ji Liang nodded in satisfaction, and then wiped his mouth.

Li Fanshu's matter is not in a hurry first, after all, Ji Liang is just a little curious about this traveling companion, but it is a courtesy, he is more important to Ji Liang.

In last night's dream, Ji Liang discussed the matter of the [Divine Refining Factory] with Ji Longyu.

The good news is that Dalong is rich in products, iron ore and timber and all kinds of genius treasures, as long as you give money there is nothing you can't buy.

But the bad news, according to the upgrade needs of the [Divine Refining Factory], His Royal Highness the Prince of the World, has purchased so many materials for no reason, then it must be reported to the government, and the purpose of use must also be recorded in detail.

If Ji Liang purchased such a large amount of iron ore and timber privately, I am afraid that he would be deducted with the intention of rebellion every minute.

Therefore, the importance of the ritual pen is self-evident, his father will be a young mansion, and he is still responsible for the construction of the back garden of King Ji's mansion. And Ji Liang wants to pick out a little timber and iron ore from it, isn't it an easy thing?

Ji Liang crossed his hands on his hips and smiled proudly, he simply admired his foresight.

However, the gift pen was seen by Ji Liang as two strands and one soft, and he couldn't help but worry in his heart, this son of the world caught himself back, is it not because he has the good of Longyang?????

"Brother Litai. ”

Suddenly, the chopsticks trembled with the name of the gift pen, and his hands subconsciously covered his buttocks.

"I'm not a casual person!"

“？”

"But if you can .......," Libi blushed and took a deep breath and continued tremblingly, "If you can spare my Lijia, it's not that I can't ........ Libi"

Li Fanshu on the side had already put his face in the bowl, trying hard to keep himself from laughing.

Ji Liang smiled kindly: "Yes, I just want to talk to you about this matter, I want to make a deal with you and the Li family behind you." ”

"You don't even ?????!!!!!! my father," the pen was instantly shocked.

Li Fanshu, who couldn't hold back any longer, was about to laugh and bent his waist: "Hahahahahaha, your mother laughed at me, hahahahahaha——!"

Ji Liang frowned puzzled, was what he said so funny?

"Come on, feed the cake to Young Master Li's mouth. ”

After the mouth of the lovely Li Fanshu was stuffed so that he couldn't laugh anymore, Ji Liang said again:

"This world needs a lot of wood and iron ore, as long as your Li family can secretly cooperate, I can treat yesterday's incident as if it never happened. Of course, I will still pay the money, but only you know about it, and if there is a third person who knows, you know the end. ”

After listening to the transaction that Ji Liang said, Libi glanced at Ji Liang suspiciously, and asked in disbelief, "That's it?"

"That's it. ”

"And you really don't want my ass?"

Ji Liang, who reacted immediately, instantly understood why Li Fanshu laughed out loud just now.

In the next second, only an angry roar was heard through the hall.

"Climb ———! for your master"