The house shook as the earth trembled, and the rubble on the beams fell one after another, shattering to the ground.

In a panic, the old ghost hurriedly looked up overhead, only to see a huge dragon covered with dark scales lying on the roof, and had stretched the huge wet dragon head into the house through the hole in the middle of the roof, staring at himself with a pair of bright eyes.

This dragon was one of the many green dragons that Ju Mang had tamed with dragon control, and he was hidden in the clouds and mist all the way to escape, following him every step of the way. Do your best to escort him until this place.

Just when Ju Mang saw that the old ghost was effortless, he quietly used the Qiankun Xuanjia Technique, he had already expected that this ghost and the spies were all in the same group, and he expected that this ghost might also have other magic skills, so he had to deal with it carefully.

So he secretly thought about it, and after summoning the dragon from the clouds and mist in the sky with dragon control techniques, he made it quietly lie dormant on the roof, waiting for an opportunity to move.

It's a pity that the old ghost's attention was first attracted by the Peerless Immortal Sword in his hand, and then it was all on his body, unaware that there was such a dark blue beast lying on the roof above his head.

The dragon had a nostril, and at the same time, it squirted out a mass of viscous liquid from its nostrils and poured it on the old ghost's head, making it suddenly become a "soup chicken".

Before the old ghost could make any moves, or be disgusted, the dragon had opened its bloody jaws to him, revealing two rows of fangs. Gusts of wind erupted from it.

Then the dragon jerked down with his huge dragon head, and swooped down like lightning towards the old ghost.

But the old ghost is also experienced in a hundred battles, although he was startled by the sudden appearance of the dragon, but he quickly calmed down, and in a hurry, he snorted coldly and was about to use the ghostly magic to dodge the dragon's powerful blow, but found that the viscous liquid just now had been solidified by the fishy wind, sticking him tightly to the ground, not to mention, his hands and feet became stiff, unable to move.

The ghostly magic, though unfathomable, is by no means perfect, and has the drawback that the caster cannot cast a spell while immobilized. Now the old ghost's body is tightly glued to the earth, and he can't move as if he was immobilized, and he can only watch the fangs in the dragon's bloody mouth get closer and closer to him.

There was a loud bang as expected, and when the wind suddenly rose, the dragon struck headfirst to the ground, and the dust and sand and stones were splashed in all directions, and the sentence that was also immobile was blown to the bottom by the strong wind and rolled to the side.

Rolling down the belt, the sharp feathers on the wings of his back that could cut gold and jade scraped around on the ground, and after a few sparks, they left countless deep ravines of different sizes on the ground.

And the old ghost who has always had the upper hand has already entered the dragon's mouth.

Under the sound of the wind, the dragon head around the ground like an upside-down onion was inserted on the ground, and the cracks suddenly appeared, like a spider web, spreading in all directions rapidly.

There was no way to avoid it, the old man had already used the Xuanjia technique, so although he was in the dark and boundless dragon's mouth at this time, and his body was constantly gnawed by the hard dragon teeth, he was still unscathed.

But before he could be complacent or disdainful, the dragon saw that it could not bite him, so he shrank his throat, slightly loosened his mouth, and inhaled him violently, and sucked him into his stomach with ease.

Then the dragon pulled the dragon's head from the ground and shrank it up. When the dragon's head came out of the house, it leaped into the air with four claws, shook its head and tail, and flew towards the dark sky to the east, and in an instant, it had disappeared into the night.

Only the thunderous roar of the dragon remained, echoing along with the muffled thunder in the air.

After a while, Jumang, who had been left in the dilapidated house, finally regained consciousness and woke up, but his limbs were still weak. He lay on his back in a messy dilapidated house, stunned as the rain poured down from the hole in the roof.

In the silence, he didn't die, there was no look of happiness on his face, and some were just wooden.

The empty gaze looked through the hole in the roof, looking at the void as dark and boundless as the underworld now.

The rain soon drenched every inch of the house, mixed with the dust, and turned into muddy water, flowing around irregularly.

After a few more moments, he finally regained some strength and climbed up on his hands, his body covered with mud. Even the bright feathers on his wings were now covered in mud and water, eclipsed.

He staggered to the side of the Absolute Immortal Sword, bent down with great difficulty, picked up the broken sword and put it in the scabbard behind his waist, gasped a few times, and raised his hand to wipe the rain that slid down his cheeks, and stood up again.

The blank color that hung on his face before no longer existed, and there was fortitude left between his eyebrows.

Ju Mang coughed a few times, walked to the counter weakly, and after a while, put the shopkeeper's money in the counter, and put it all into his arms. Then he slowly walked out of the dilapidated hut, and stood alone in the darkness of the night, letting the rain wash over the mud on his body.

His eyes flashed with reluctance, and he took a deep look at the way he came.

Ju Mang was like a sculpture, and after being silent for a long time, he resolutely turned around and staggered to the west.

In the darkness, the voice of Ju Mang gritted his teeth slowly rose: "The day I return to this place will be the time for revenge." ”。 There is a faint hint of vicissitudes.

The sound echoed faintly in the vast world and the sound of wind and rain in the sky, as if adding a bit of poignant......

On the Kogi, in the inner room where the ghost mother rests.

Xiao Shizhu sat upright behind the bookcase, holding the pen on the paper, writing and drawing seriously, making a rustling sound.

The ghost mother, who was lying on the bed on her side, looked at her daughter who was lying beside her, sucking her fingers and sleeping, and a happy smile bloomed on her face.

"Husband, what are you writing about?" The ghost mother suddenly glanced at Xiao Shizhu, very curious.

Xiao Shizhu had been in for an hour, and he had teased Poria for a while, but since he fell asleep from Poria Cocos, he had sat on the bookcase, writing and drawing without saying a word. This makes the ghost mother very curious, Xiao Shizhu, who has always had long hair on her butt and can't sit still at all with ADHD, actually sat for an hour today.

"I'm ordering. Xiao Shizhu stared intently at the paper under his hand, and while continuing to write something on the paper, he whispered: "Order the national dart bureau to be taken over by the imperial court immediately, and the people can no longer open a dart bureau privately in the future; The dart division and spies were all incorporated into the military department and received militarized training. In his spare time, he traveled darts, delivered goods for the people and the imperial court, and earned his own monthly money and the operating funds of the dart board. In wartime, it is a militia reserve and cooperates with the local government to carry out military operations. In addition, the monthly money of the dart master and the scout is distributed according to the six layers of the regular soldier's salary, and there is a monthly dart performance bonus to increase their income. ”。

When the words landed, he put the pen on the pen stand, breathed a long sigh of relief, and said: "Each dart bureau has a director, replacing the previous management of the dart bureau, and the officials send someone to serve as the director; In the future, if you want to be a dart master or something, you have to go to various government offices for interviews. ”。

"You're killing four birds with one stone. After listening to him carefully, the ghost mother thought for a while, and said with a bow: "It not only prevents the dart masters of the family from becoming a danger to the society, but also makes them instantly become the ones who eat the emperor's food, which is more face-saving; In addition, the network between the country and the central government has been expanded, so that information from all over the country can be transmitted to the capital city more quickly. It can also invisibly expand a lot of troops. ”。

"Well, it's similar to the couriers and postmen in the human world. Xiao Shizhu nodded and said, "But it's not four birds but five birds, and I plan to put some veterans in the next step, not veterans who are too old to fight." It's just that some old soldiers who have begun to weaken are arranged to join the dart board, first, to promote the combat effectiveness of the dart masters, and second, to let them have a certain place to live, so that they will not leave the barracks to do evil. ”。

"Yes, how can you manage it?" asked the ghost mother. Then a puzzle flashed in his eyes, and he asked again: "What are the couriers and postmen?"

"I'll give you more details when I have time, let's talk about management first, set up a dart bureau supervisor in the imperial court, and the Ministry of Officials and the Ministry of War will jointly manage it. The military department manages the dart masters, dart heads and scouts, and the official department manages the directors of each dart bureau. Xiao Shizhu didn't think about it, and said confidently: "And these dart masters or something, they have the opportunity to be promoted to these two ministries as officials, so that they can work hard while being loyal to the imperial court." It can also invisibly expand talents for the imperial court. It is equivalent to a carrot hanging in front of a donkey. ”。

"They can also stay at the post station of the imperial court for free, which invisibly brings a way for the post guards to live. Xiao Shizhu raised his knees and cocked Erlang's legs: "And the remaining profits after deducting all the expenses of the dart bureau can be used to pay wages to the post guards or to maintain the post station." ”。

After he finished speaking, the ghost mother thought for a moment, nodded with satisfaction, and praised: "I think it is feasible, and the extra money can be expanded into the treasury." Kill more than one stone. ”。

"Hmm. Xiao Shizhu tapped his head and stopped talking.

"That's a good thing, why are you still frowning?" the ghost mother tilted her head and looked at him curiously.

Xiao Shizhu smiled, thought for a while, and then told the plan for the use of the long qin that he was about to perform.

At the end, he sighed: "Changqin is loyal to Zhu Rong, I don't know how to make him use it for me?" ”。

The ghost mother thought silently, and after a long time, her eyes lit up, and she asked inexplicably, "Will you cry?"