In the early morning of the next day, Wang Wujiu, in accordance with Chen Yousheng's instructions last night, sold all the treasures of Heifeng Village to the Changshengtang Pharmacy in Xicheng.

Coming out of the pharmacy, Wang Wujiu has transformed into a legendary "local tyrant" with thousands of pockets.

Luoyang City, this side of the brocade world, in addition to the night curfew, during the day is the shops are open, row upon row, eight streets and nine mo, it is very lively.

The sweat and blood of Daqin, the wine and dancers of the Western Regions, the silk brocade of Shudi, the special snacks from all over the country, the antique juggling on the street, the rare and exotic treasures, are dazzling, Wang Wujiu wandered around all day, only felt dizzying and dazzled.

The prosperity of the imperial capital of the Han Dynasty can be seen!

Of course, Wang Wujiu didn't forget to get down to business, he went all over the bookstores in Luoyang City, and read a lot of books about divination, cultivation, and demon clans.

Now he has a quick mind and a clear consciousness, and he has long had the ability to never forget.

Living in a remote corner, his knowledge is naturally short-sighted, and it is no wonder that even Brother Sun often laughs at himself.

As the sun set, the boy walked out of the bookstore, and his knowledge soared, and he sighed in his heart that his previous thoughts and thoughts were too narrow.

There were very few books on cultivation in the bookstore, and most of them were stories and novels, and Wang Wujiu searched for a long time before he found a more systematic booklet, which only gave a cursory introduction to the existence of Luoyang monks and their cultivation level.

Human beings have stepped into cultivation, and there are nine realms, which are Qi refining, foundation building, Dan knotting, Yuan Infant, Transforming God, refining void, merging, Mahayana, and crossing tribulations.

There is not one mortal who can truly step into this realm of cultivation.

Not to mention that each realm has a number of subdivisions of a number of small realms, even the lowest realm of Qi Refiners has a difference of one to ten levels, if the qualifications are mediocre, decades of penance may not be able to increase by one weight.

Luoyang monks, the elite of the world's monks, the strength is uneven, but the most are the foundation building monks, one of the hundred foundation building monks can break through the realm of the Dan is already the favor of heaven, and the Yuanying monks are even rarer, the entire Luoyang and outside, the Yuanying monks are less than the number of fingers in one hand.

And the realm above the god is just a legend.

In the vast mountains outside Luoyang City, there are many monk sects hidden away, and if mortals want to step into cultivation, it is simply impossible to rely on themselves. Only by passing the annual sect assessment, joining these sects, obtaining the guidance of the master, and cultivating the sect, can it be possible to truly step into the road of cultivating immortals.

The dry fish market that Mei Changfeng mentioned on January 3 is also opened in the mountains outside the city, but the specific location is not clearly stated in the book.

Now that Chen Yousheng has cut off the clues, the location of the dry fish market can only be found by himself.

The young man was thinking about it, and suddenly his mind was in sharp pain again, and he hurriedly used his time magic power, and sure enough, those broken images appeared in his mind again.

Unlike last time, this time the picture is clearer, as if these things are about to happen.

The sun had completely set, and the sky was getting dark, and the young man made up his mind in the direction of the hussar general's mansion.

……

What Wang Wujiu didn't know was that at this moment, the Hussar General's Mansion was being lit up, and the doors of the mansion were hung with festive red curtains.

A two-person sedan chair greeted from the back door of the General's Mansion, and two pedestrians passing by were pointing.

"This hussar general is going to get married?"

"What kind of marriage? Didn't you see the sedan chair entering through the back door, our Hussar General of the Han Dynasty is going to take a concubine again! ”

"Do you want to take a concubine again? Could it be that this general has taken several concubines? ”

"At first glance, you are not from Luoyang City, this General He Fang, he doesn't love money or wine, but only beauties. This is already the third sedan chair to welcome the general's mansion this year. ”

"I really envy this general, there must be a beautiful woman sitting in this sedan chair."

"Who's to say it isn't. If you want to say that it is better to be an official, when I also become an important minister of the court, I will also marry her a beautiful sister-in-law with a hundred and eighty rooms. ”

"Just blow it! Be quiet, and don't let anyone from the General's Mansion hear. ”

The two pushed and shoved, talking and laughing all the way to the distance.

said that she had just been carried into the red wedding sedan chair in the General's Mansion, and the bride was wearing a red dress, but her clothes were disheveled, and the pure gold headdress was also thrown to the ground. She was tied up firmly, and a piece of red silk was stuffed in her mouth, not to mention struggling, even if she wanted to cry out for help, it became a luxury.

Chu Xialan's current mood can only be described by the word depressed, she ran away from home today, dressed in disguise, some gold and silver, just walked out of Luoyang City, and met this so-called hussar general He Fang was about to go out of the city to hunt.

The dog thief bumped into him, and at a glance he saw through his daughter's body, so he asked his servants to arrest her, saying that he looked a little bit like himself, and moved his heart of pity and cherishing jade, so he no longer handed her over to the government, and wanted to accept her as a concubine of the general's mansion.

This son of a bitch is a whore!

The old lady is naturally beautiful, like a flower and jade, you can say that he is a pickled talent who can only use knives and guns, even if it is an eight-lift sedan chair, Ming Media is marrying, he Chu Xialan is not rare!

The general's mansion was heavily guarded, and Chu Xialan could hear the sound of several teams of soldiers patrolling in armor in the sedan chair.

The sedan chair went deeper and deeper, and there was no sign of stopping after walking for half an hour, this mansion was so deep, and the anger in Chu Xialan's heart had long been covered by fright.

Even if she was lucky enough to run out of the cave room, could she still run out of this general's mansion as deep as a jackal's den?

Could it be that she, a yellow flower girl who is still in the boudoir, is going to be completely committed to this rough and reckless man?

Chu Xialan's heart went up and down, and she didn't know how long time had passed, and the sedan chair finally stopped. She heard the house slave who was guarding her next to the palanquin whisper.

"Lao Ding, shall we just throw him into the room?"

"The order given by the general is to let her enter the cave room willingly, what is the matter with you throwing a bride with a lot of flowers in it." Lao Ding reprimanded in a low voice.

"Let's see how he's doing in there? If you don't cry or make trouble, you can untie her and send her in. ”

The two made up their minds and lifted the sedan curtain, Chu Xialan opened her eyes, and there were already two lines of tears on her face.

"I advise you, don't think about running away later, this general's mansion is three miles before and after, don't say that one of your daughters' house is us, if it weren't for the servants of the general's mansion, I wouldn't be able to find where the gate was." Lao Ding persuaded bitterly.

Chu Xialan nodded obediently.

"That's right! can be the concubine of the general's mansion, at least, I can't treat you badly in terms of food and clothing, which is much better than those of us who are subordinates! ”

"Later, you'll go in by yourself! Don't run around, just wait for the general to be lucky. ”

The two of them saw that this girl seemed to have figured it out, so they began to untie Chu Xialan.

After Chu Xialan's hands and feet were able to move, Lao Ding finally took out the red silk stuffed in Chu Xialan's mouth.

"your grandma! The old lady doesn't get married! ”

A pair of scissors appeared from Chu Xialan's hand, brandished it and stabbed straight at the two of them.

The two servants were defenseless and hurriedly dodged, but just made a gap.

Chu Xialan took advantage of this opportunity to get out of the sedan chair and run in the direction she came.

"Someone! The bride is running! Lao Ding shouted.