In Kyoto, where the rain is heavy, the streets are deserted. The carriage passed by, splashing the ground with desolation.

Miserable and miserable, what a tragic word!

The carriage passed through a maple street, and the maple leaves on both sides of the road had already fallen, and it was sad to look at it.

King Jing's Mansion has arrived.

The festive red lanterns have long been hung up, swaying in the wind and rain. King Jing's 60th birthday is a grand event.

The carriage passed through the main entrance, did not stop for a moment, turned around, and entered through the back door.

In the courtyard, two people dressed in robes and holding two oil-paper umbrellas have been waiting for a long time. When he saw the carriage coming, he immediately respectfully presented an oil-paper umbrella.

Zhou Sheng got out of the car and took a deep breath of cold air, which had the slightest smell of rain, indescribable, it was a special taste.

The old groom waited in the carriage, drenched in the rain with the old horse. Stretching out the oil-paper umbrella, the two walked on the cobblestone path, although the ground was wet, but there was no mud.

The surroundings are very deserted, and in this kind of weather, the servants will not go out. Walking through the hall to the inner hall, two maids took fragrant towels and asked the guests to wipe the rain off their bodies. Zhou Sheng scratched his neck casually, threw the wet towel and oil-paper umbrella to the maid, and looked around at the scenery.

The inner hall, which can also be called the place where the host's family lives, is generally not here to receive guests. If there is a guest visiting, it should be in the lobby. If someone invites you to the inner hall, you must not be treated as a guest, but as a familiar friend.

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The rain hit the plantains, and the two large plantain trees in the yard were crackled by the raindrops, and the mellow raindrops rolled down, adding a bit of interest......

The host's house was eating, and it was a middle-aged man in his thirties and forties, wearing coarse linen clothes, which were made of inferior linen skin, which not only irritated the skin, but also felt rough and uncomfortable to wear.

Rice is a bowl of coarse rice, that is, sorghum rice. This rice grain is large and has a high harvest, but it is difficult to eat and is not as good as the refined grains such as wheat and rice.

A deep-fried, crispy crucian carp, huanghua tofu soup, and a small dish of pickled sour toothed kimchi. When this kimchi is eaten with rice, when I think of the sour taste, my mouth secretes saliva. With this kimchi, Zhou Sheng can eat ten bowls of rice.

This is the amount of food he used to eat, and now, for Zhou Sheng's stomach that can drink a stream, even if it is more than a dozen buckets of white rice, that is, it is just at the bottom.

Seeing that a guest was coming, the host did not get up to greet him, but continued to pull rice grains into his mouth.

Liu Yang looked familiar with this place, sat on a chair next to him casually, took a sip of tea, pointed to the empty seat next to him, and signaled Zhou Sheng not to be polite, just sit casually.

Zhou Sheng sat down, took a sip of tea, saw the tea foam at the level of the tea bowl, and judged in his heart that the tea leaves that entertained the guests must be the same as the cheap tea he bought, all of which were leftover from Zuihou.

The biggest advantage of this tea foam is that it is cheap. You can buy a big bag for ten cents, and they are all processed goods that can't be sold in stores.

If you ignore the sound of the whip, everything is indeed very warm. Zhou Sheng also had to sigh, this master's family is really special to eat, and there must be a thorny thorn strip to pull the spine to eat.

His naked upper body had been beaten red, but looking at his calm face, he knew that it was just some gadgets, and it didn't hurt his muscles and bones. The person who beat him was the Chenjun Lord that Zhou Sheng had seen, so the identity of the middle-aged man was also about to come out, and there was no one else except King Jing.

Regarding this King Jing's strange habit of eating, Zhou Sheng didn't pay any attention to it, in his estimation, even if this sixty-year-old man stabbed him with a knife, he would not necessarily stab him to death, let alone the thorns. Sixty years old, his appearance is still middle-aged, and his cultivation is not bad.

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After eating a grain of rice in the bowl, the fried crucian carp was also eaten, and only the head and bare fish bones remained, and there was not a drop left in the tofu soup. The jar of drowning kimchi was sealed and ready for the next meal.

When the meal was finished, the maid brought a silver plate with a bitter gall in it.

King Jing pinched his fingers, put the bitter gallbladder into his mouth, bit the gallbladder, and let the bitter bile fill his mouth. This thing is more bitter than Coptis chinensis, and it's really hard for him to swallow.

Except for those who have brain problems, other people who do this kind of thing must have big intentions.

After taking a towel and wiping his mouth, King Jing waved his hand and let his only daughter go down. Lord Chen bowed slightly, took the thorn strip and left, before leaving, he glanced at Zhou Sheng suspiciously, she had long forgotten about Zhou Sheng, and she didn't take it to heart, but she was still a little impressed, and she looked a little familiar.

Liu Yang smiled and said, "Has King Jing eaten well?"

King Jing put on his shirt, and a trace of imperial hegemony was undoubtedly revealed. His face was carved like a knife and an axe, and it was full of determination. A few strands of gray hair on the temples add a few traces of historical vicissitudes. Calm and heavy, this is the first feeling for Zhou Sheng.

The bloodline of the royal family surnamed Ji is really good, and this appearance alone looks pleasing to the eye, like a hero. If you grow into a big fat man, you will be festive when you look at it, and even if you want to be majestic, you can't be majestic.

"Bitter gall is not bitter, and the food is tasteless!"

King Jing shook his head, as if he was not very satisfied with the bitter bile.

He looked up and down at Zhou Sheng, and when he saw that Zhou was sick and couldn't lift his spirits, he couldn't help frowning slightly.

Zhou Sheng wiped his nose and said embarrassedly: "The weather changes too fast, I have a cold."

Liu Yang explained in a low voice: "King Jing doesn't have to worry too much, Brother Zhou is definitely our most suitable ally, bold, careful, all the conditions are ready, no need to waste time on this link!"

"Hmm"

Hearing Liu Yang's words, King Jing nodded. For Liu Yang, he still trusts him very much.

The thieves met, and then of course they had to discuss the things that had to be said. The three thieves began to exchange information with each other, of course, Zhou Sheng listened a lot and said little, after all, his knowledge base was stuffed into his brain from textbooks, textbooks were written by people, and they were always full of the author's subjective thoughts, and many things could not be described objectively.

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King Jing rebelled because Emperor Ming killed his father and three sons. This person is also quite pitiful, his three sons were chopped up by Emperor Ming, and there was only one daughter left. As for his father, the former emperor, he was also killed by Emperor Ming, which is in line with Zhou Sheng's speculation.

Royal, father-son love, brotherly love are all bullshit. King Jing rebelled, for the sake of his three dead sons, and as for his father, of course, the weight was less.

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Liu Yang's rebellion was to restore the previous dynasty and provide a way out for the descendants of the Liu family. Zhou Sheng's rebellion was to spread his system and ideals, and to live forever.

The three of them could not compromise with each other with the imperial court, and they all had deep hatred. Even if Zhou Sheng wants to surrender to the imperial court, there is no way, the imperial court will not let him go, it is estimated that he will be burned to death as a demon of the country, and then the people will cheer and run to tell each other, and the people will boil.

Zhou Sheng also understood that their great Jihua, King Jing and Liu Yang, the remnants of the previous dynasty, seemed to have joined an organization of the Junshan Society. Of course, the head of the Junshan Society is very mysterious and will not show up easily, and no one knows the identity of the brain, only that his code name is 'God'.

Underneath the 'gods' are eight squads with eight commanders on them.

These eight squads are the liliang who is now the biggest rebel against Daqian, and they are also the strongest liliang. In every squad, there is a liliang against a 100,000-strong army, which is very strong and extremely hidden.

King Jing's status is noble, of course, he is a commander, leading a team. There are not many members of the team, only about 100 people, all of whom are the most outstanding talents under the command of King Jing. There are those who are engaged in politics, those who are in the military, and those who specialize in dealing with assassinations.

Liu Yang, the remnants of the former dynasty, is another squad, and this squad controls the private army.

As for the other six squads, they are all outside the border. All over the land and sea, no one knows exactly how many there are except for the leader 'God'.

This time, Jihua was proposed by the 'god' to deal with the matter of the King of Comets. And Zhou Sheng also heard a terrifying fact, at the beginning of spring next year, Emperor Ming will sacrifice to the sky, and gather all the saints, as well as the saints of the Daomen, the Buddhas, the living Buddhas, the Bodhisattvas and the like, with the pill matrix under the palace as the center, and the entire Kyoto as the formation, to seize the Heavenly Dao!!

He wants to become the creator god and become the heavenly way of the entire shijie.

This year's climate change, there is a problem with the Heavenly Dao, and it is the imperial court that makes a ghost. Many places in the field have already smashed the Heavenly Dao Temple, and that Heavenly Dao has not been able to absorb enough faith power, and has become very weak.

In fact, for so many years, all races and countries have their own racial gods, and the way of heaven has long run out of food, and in recent years, they have become even more hungry and have no strength.

Emperor Ming seized the way of heaven, and the opportunity was the king of comets of Zhou Sheng.

A super array was also arranged on the Taiyin Star. The huge Taiyin Star, the Sun Star, forms a black and white Taiji Great Array, with this shijie as the hub, to refine Zhou Sheng's life star. Use the liliang of the King of Refining Comets to turn it into the sharpest blow to the Heavenly Dao that is already on the verge of death!

Zhou Sheng heard the news from the two of them and was in a daze for a long time. He looked up at the sky, his eyes pierced through the thick dark clouds, and saw the golden sun star, the cold Taiyin star. Those two huge shapes, which can be called stars, are behemoths with a diameter of 100 billion kilometers, countless times more than this shijie, and now they have become part of the formation.

In comparison, if the two big stars are watermelons, this shijie is more like a small glass ball, and his life star, the king of comets, is not as small as that, and it is estimated that it is also a big watermelon. Can the heavenly way born of the glass ball withstand the impact of watermelons?

The hearts of the three of them are a little gloomy, compared to the absolute liliang of Emperor Ming and the imperial court, several people are like praying mantises, those little arms can't twist their thighs, even if they calculate everything, they can't fight against the absolute liliang.

Zhou Sheng's gaze was still on the individual, and Emperor Ming had already moved his gaze to this shijie. Heaven and earth are the stars of the plate, and the next game of chess covers the sky.

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