Chapter 818: Emperor Jing's funeral

"It's a funeral!"

Zhang Xuezhou's 'luck' is ordinary, he was thinking that he was not unlucky, and when he was about to increase the number of people treated to increase his income, Emperor Jing was funeral.

White lanterns were lit all over the streets of Chang'an City, and fires were lit everywhere.

The white lantern is to light the way for Emperor Jing to see him off, and the flame is to burn all the obscure things to remove the bad luck and welcome the new atmosphere.

There was a burning fire on the street dozens of meters outside the inn, and the flames rose two feet high.

These fires were full of Northern troops maintaining order.

Looking at the many soldiers of the Northern Army wearing armor and holding weapons, Zhang Xuezhou couldn't help but sigh.

Emperor Jing's funeral meant that the soldiers of the Northern Army needed to return to the camp, and it also meant that the good days when he was lying in the inn to collect money had passed.

"I only earned about four hundred and a half taels, and this ordinary person really can't make a fortune!"

Zhang Xuezhou was thinking about increasing the number of spells every day, who knew that these people would have to return to the barracks after the ceremony.

He touched the half tael he earned, and finally decided to wait for Emperor Jing's funeral to go out to set up a stall and rely on hard work to make a living.

Lying on the windowsill of the inn with a stick open, Zhang Xuezhou was bored and looked at the funeral outside.

When the sound of a big gong approached, he couldn't help but roll up his sleeves to cover his face and cry and howl.

"Cousin, do you think this first emperor can become a zombie after he dies?"

Lying next to Zhang Xuezhou, Rong Tianding couldn't help but ask a few words in a low voice.

"As long as the conditions are sufficient, there must be a chance, but no one wants to see this happen," Zhang Xuezhou shook his head.

"That's a pity" Rong Tianding sighed: "Mudao people once told me that the more powerful they are in life, the more powerful the zombies and ghosts they become after death, and you said that if the big people on our side die and turn into zombies, how powerful it will be accumulated year after year!" ”

"I think your idea is still very good," Zhang Xuezhou said: "But this kind of thing can only be done by the state!" ”

"What? What we can't do personally? ”

"This requires building a place of aura to contain zombies and ghosts, the higher the cultivation level, the higher the conditions required by the dead, and the need to maintain these ghosts all year round, and to prevent rebellion after getting out of control, it is more difficult to really do a good job than to feed people!"

Zhang Xuezhou said some prerequisites, which made Rong Tianding suddenly extinguish his careful thoughts.

Obviously, this idea is not unique to him, but many people have tried it, but no one has bred an army of ghosts and zombies to dominate one side.

"Wait until we have money and power!"

He muttered, and also accompanied Zhang Xuezhou to see the funeral to pass the time.

"Knock knock!"

The knock on the door came, Rong Tianding looked at Zhang Xuezhou, and Zhang Xuezhou also looked at Rong Tianding.

"Looking for you!"

"Looking for you!"

The two said in unison, and finally Rong Tianding went to open the door.

At the door, Wei Shao'er's brows furrowed, and he barely managed to squeeze out a smile when Rong Tianding opened the door.

"You look pretty normal," Wei Shao'er said.

"I'm normal!"

Rong Tianding smiled back.

He didn't say much, 'What, don't you feel normal?' Something like that, let Wei Shao'er be there to see his state.

"Do you have a dry mouth and a feeling of soreness and softness all over your body," Wei Shao'er asked, "Are you hungry easily?" ”

"No, no, no!"

Rong Tianding replied three nos in a row, and directly vetoed many of Wei Shaoer's questions.

Since Zhang Xuezhou knew that this woman's cultivation was high-level and ruthless, Rong Tianding was extremely careful when he came into contact, and chose not to offend people as much as possible, and he would answer whatever the other party asked.

Wei Shao'er looked at Rong Tianding, and then at Zhang Xuezhou, who was raising his sleeves to cover his face at the window and pretending to wail and cry for the funeral, and finally had to go downstairs.

"She asked for another two catties of beef to eat!"

Rong Tianding stretched his neck and glanced at it, and when he saw that Wei Shao'er had bought two catties of cold beef from the store, he felt that the other party's appetite was no smaller than that of Zhang Xuezhou a few days ago.

"It's better to eat more when you're pregnant!"

Zhang Xuezhou nodded.

He is a person who treats bruises, and Zhang Xuezhou doesn't ask more.

Wei Shao'er's things are done well, there is no credit, and it is all trouble to mess up.

If Wei Shao'er bled again, Zhang Xuezhou also helped to take care of it, but if it involved others, Zhang Xuezhou did not take the initiative to participate, so as not to burn himself.

Zhang Xuezhou was thinking carefully about making money, and Wei Shao'er, who was eating on the first floor, also noticed a big trouble.

She looked at the empty plate in front of her, and felt hunger still in her stomach.

Compared to usual, she is now eating and digesting several times faster, and may even grow.

Her biggest problem at the moment was not the symptoms of uterine bleeding, but the endless need to eat.

Simply put, it's money.

Only with enough money can she buy enough meat.

Wei Shao'er stuffed Zhang Xuezhou's gold nuggets with one or two when she was treated, this behavior seems generous, but she is indeed not a rich person.

At that time, she only wanted her injuries to heal, and then escaped from Chang'an City to take alchemy and take medicine, and since then she has been invincible in the world, and she has been a little more generous.

If Wei Shao'er wants to pay a lot of money again, she is also powerless.

Touching the broken silver and gold in her pocket, Wei Shao'er felt that she had to find a source of money immediately, otherwise she would not be able to survive for half a month after eating like this, and even when her physical condition deteriorated further, eating meat would probably not be able to meet her body's needs.

"You have to make a lot of money!"

Wei Shao'er touched the short sword.

For her, who has the power of force, solving the problem simply and brutally is obviously the most direct idea.

But at present, Chang'an City is heavily guarded, and it is undoubtedly difficult to do something illegal.

After Zhang Xuezhou lay at the window and waited for the final state funeral to end, Wei Shao'er also lay on the windowsill of his room and waited.

But unlike Zhang Xuezhou, who pretended to cooperate with the national funeral, Wei Shao'er looked at everyone who participated in the national funeral and walked along the street.

Whoever is rich, who is not, who is valued by the family, who is not valued, and who is in charge of the economy, but as long as it enters her eyes, Wei Shao'er can see a little bit of detail.

"That guy is good, this one seems to be rich, the one who is dressed in wealth and wealth, and the jade pendant he wears is good, it must be very popular with the elders!"

Wei Shao'er not only has to pick people with money, she also has to pick people who can fight.

Lying on the windowsill and watching for a long time, Wei Shao'er finally stared at the target, and then left the inn, mixed into the street and stood in the crowd watching the excitement, and continued to follow the crowd.

"That mother-in-law is out!"

Rong Tianding read in a low voice.

"I want to change places!"

Rong Tianding can see it, and Zhang Xuezhou can also see Wei Shao'er's behavior.

After being sick and leaving the inn, Zhang Xuezhou didn't have to think about it to know Wei Shao'er's careful thoughts.

But unlike Zhang Xuezhou's way of making money on the right path, Wei Shaoer obviously saved the idea of taking a shortcut.

Thinking that he might be involved, Zhang Xuezhou couldn't help but want to live in another place.