"Grab something to eat. ”

Zuo Meng hadn't eaten for a long time, and he had almost forgotten the feeling of eating.

"Okay, guest officer, you sit down first. ”

Xiao Er wiped the table and chair with his sleeve and signaled that it was clean.

Zuo Meng didn't dislike it, he found a random place to sit down, and looked at the bustling street outside through the window, and the bluestone-paved streets were full of prosperity. Horse-drawn carriages and shouting vendors form a prosperous scene. But Zuo Meng didn't just see that, his consciousness covered the entire city, and he heard some sounds outside the bustle.

"I've been in drought for so many days, and I don't know when it's going to be a head. ”

"Why was I born to be a people, and the heavens are so unjust!"

"If only I were royal. ”

"It's time to pay the rent, and I'll give it to the prince. ”

Countless voices reflect the various states of the world.

Those voices shouting injustice Zuo Meng automatically filtered, but the first thought of drought made him have some surprises, in his impression that there seemed to be no rules for disaster years when the world was created, in his world, the changes in the heavens will change with the changes in human luck, that is to say, the more chaotic the era, the more serious the natural disasters. Now that chaos has not yet appeared, natural disasters have begun to manifest.

"Do the rules of heaven and earth react faster than people?"

Zuo Meng had a hint of enlightenment, as if animals would sense the coming of natural disasters earlier than humans.

For Zuo Meng, it is not difficult to make a rain, and even if it falls, the 'catastrophe' will not disappear because of a rain.

"In that case, let's make it rain. ”

Zuo Meng tapped his index finger on the surface of the tea, took it out and lightly touched it on the tabletop, and the water droplets fell down his fingertips.

Outside.

The originally clear sky suddenly became overcast, and a thunderclap streaked across the sky, and the clouds formed at a speed visible to the naked eye, instantly obscuring the sky, and the light changed from midday to almost evening, and after a few breaths, a dull thunderclap came from behind the gloomy clouds.

Heavy rain, pouring down.

The crowd that was still busy on the street was quickly disrupted by the torrential rain, and the hearts of the irritable people were also slightly warmed up.

"This damn weather, whatever you say, you can say it. ”

A man with a bamboo hat rushed into the restaurant in the rain, and his body was drenched and looked a little embarrassed.

"It's getting bigger and bigger. ”

The man watched at the door for a moment, and after finding that the rain seemed to be unstoppable for a while, he simply walked in, ready to eat first and wait for the rain.

"Xiao Er, bring me two catties of beef and three bowls of liquor. ”

Zuo Meng deliberately looked at this person after hearing the wine and food that this person ordered, and a strange thought flashed in his mind.

Hero's standard?

"It turned out to be Ji Daren, you wait, I'll let the kitchen do yours first. Xiao Er hurriedly came over to greet the man after seeing the hat, because this person had an identity tag on his body, which was the symbol of the gentleman's doorman.

"When did Boyangjun's lackeys dare to appear in front of me?"

A discordant voice sounded in the corner of the restaurant, and the noisy restaurant instantly quieted down, and some people subconsciously moved out of the way, revealing the person talking in the corner. The man was dressed in a black suit, and there was a bronze sword on the table, with a round token at the end, and the word "Heyuan" on it.

People in this kind of costume knew at a glance that he was a guest of Heyuanjun. Doormen and Shang clan are the main theme of this era. Great Xia has been in the country for more than 900 years, and it has been passed down for I don't know how many generations, and the Shang clan raises soldiers to protect their own interests, and in the event of conflict, it is basically a vicious fight between the men and diners, and the princes of the Shang clan sit behind the scenes, and whether they win or lose, they will not affect their own bodies.

Rich and poor, born decided.

There is only one way for those who do not have enough status to climb up, and that is to become the disciple of the Shang clan, for them to drive, and change their lives through the rewards of the prince.

"Heyuan-kun's doorman?"

The man in the hat, who was about to eat, also stopped.

"I know you, and the first swordsman under Yuanjun, Gu, the sword king of the Zhao clan died in your hands last month. ”

The hat man narrowed his eyes, and a trace of killing intent emanated from his body, he was a swordsman, a swordsman under Boyang Jun's sect. Being hostile to Yuanjun and Boyangjun is something that many people in the imperial city know, almost every month their doormen will die because of duels, for doormen, killing each other's doormen is the value of their existence, and it is also their path to promotion.

"Shopkeeper, do you have a piano?"

He Yuanjun's doorman stood up, took out two sword coins and threw them on the table, took his sword and walked out of the door.

At the door, the torrential rain drifts.

"I don't kill the unknown under my sword. ”

Lone walked to the rain, the bronze sword was unsheathed, the rain slid down the blade, and the whole person seemed to become another person at the moment when the sword was unsheathed, and the edge was exposed. The pianist who received the knife coin took out the guzheng and played it, and the sound of the piano was cold.

Ji Hengkong is also extraordinary, seeing this scene, he took out his sword and stepped into the rain.

"The one who killed you - Ji Hengkong. ”

The aura of murder swept through the long street, and the pedestrians who were sheltering from the rain also quieted down.

The rain is getting heavier and heavier.

The torrential rain almost obscured everyone's vision, and the rain slid down the hats, and suddenly, two people moved at the same time.

There are no bells and whistles in the sword, it is a simple stab, but this sword has become the most terrifying killing move in the world after it is extremely fast.

Fast!

Fast as a streamer!

After the cold light, one person fell to the ground with a sword, and the blood melted into the rain down the throat, and the other person was hit by a sword in the abdomen, and he was also seriously injured, but he survived. It was the swordsman Gu who was the first to speak before who survived, and Boyang Jun's disciple Ji Hengkong had already fallen to the ground, and he was out of breath when he saw it.

"Your sword is fast, but I'm faster. ”

Holding his wound, he walked back to the table next to him to retrieve the scabbard, and left directly after returning the sword to the sheath. As for the dead Ji Hengkong, there is no one left.

Don't agree with each other, draw your sword and face each other?

"What kind of rule is this?"

Zuo Meng, who was sitting in the restaurant, witnessed the whole process, looking at the gradually cooling corpse on the ground, and his fingers tapped twice on the table.

The rain stopped.

The winner of the sword fight outside the house was gone, and it didn't take long for the body lying in the doorway to be carried away. Sword fighting is allowed by the laws of Great Xia, and those who die in sword fighting will gain the respect of others, and the winner will not only not be held responsible, but will also have more achievements, such as the title of the first swordsman. This is the honor of this era, and after more than 900 years of development, it has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

After settling the bill, Zuo Meng walked around the imperial city for a while, and finally stopped in front of a quiet house.

This house belonged to a powerful member of the royal family, but when Zuo Meng walked here, the courtyard automatically changed owners, and Zuo Meng modified all the connections related to this house, and in the cognition of other people around, this house was built by him, and his name was still on the contract.