It was the middle of winter. . .

Snowy night...

Zhang Mao was wearing heavy shackles, and two jailers escorted him one after the other, and they walked in the ice and snow of the wilderness. Dressed in white flowers, it almost blends with the snow.

Zhang Mao was also very helpless.

As a cultivator, his cultivation as a great knight is not too low.

More than a month ago, he was jealous of a person for the top card of a green building, and beat that person to death, only to learn afterwards that the person's family had a great relationship with the Ouyang family, and he couldn't escape, so he was sent to prison. According to the "Great Code" of the Shuangyuan Empire, if he kills someone, he will have to eat 30 years in prison, plus the other party is powerful, although it will not be directly executed, but these 30 years have become 50 years. And in prison, the shackles will seal his imperial energy, and it is almost impossible for him to come out alive for fifty years.

However, although this Zhang Mao is a casual cultivator, he also has some savings, and it is not in vain for him to work up and down, and he finally got a chance to go to the imperial capital for labor reform.

What is labor reform is the meaning of labor reform. Working day and night under the furnace of Iron Mountain City can get a certain reduction in sentence.

But that was not Zhang's purpose.

So what did he do in the imperial capital? In the name of labor reform, he actually went to defect to the current dual-yuan empire, and the man who almost stood at the pinnacle of power can be called under the two - Yu Jinzhi.

Let's say that over the years, Yu Jinzhi has shown his excellent governance ability when he took office as the Elder of the Cabinet of the Shattered Void Sect, and since then he has been on the rise. In 744, Yu Jinzhi became the prime minister of the empire. In a public speech, he said: The problems of discipline such as corruption, corruption, and bribery of officials at all levels in the empire, ideological problems such as passivity and sabotage, and the problem of ability cannot be solved by holding meetings and writing reviews, but must be eradicated and eradicated by force and violence.

Therefore, almost the whole country trembled at his thunderous methods.

As the prime minister's direct subordinate, there is an inspection team, whose members are all felons in various cities of the empire, which is why Zhang Mao has come all the way to defect, he is to join this inspection team.

"How many guests are staying in the hotel?"

After walking for more than an hour, I finally saw a small inn, and there was probably a small town in front of me. In a word: I'm too hard.

In the vast snow, even a fluttering oil lamp is not a luxury. What's more, this is a simple wooden house, but at least warm and hot.

Zhang Mao took off his cloth shoes, his feet were full of chilblains, and he couldn't use the emperor's qi in the days, which was really uncomfortable.

After washing off the ice ballast on his face, Zhang Mao had no other strength, and fell asleep on the floor.

More than half a month later...

Morning...

The Imperial Capital - Iron Mountain City...

"Is this the imperial capital? . . ”

Zhang Maosheng was in a small town, and it was the first time he saw such a magnificent city, and he couldn't help but sigh.

", get in!"

Suddenly, someone kicked him in the back, causing him to tumble to the ground and roll into the city gates, and the crowd burst into laughter.

It was done by the soldiers defending the city, Zhang Mao was wearing a torn cotton jacket, handcuffs and leg irons, which inevitably made people look down on him.

"Alas, the tiger fell in Pingyang and was bullied by dogs. ”

Zhang Mao didn't say anything, silently lowered his head, and followed the jailer who was guarding him to the city.

"Two big brothers, please make it convenient for you to go to Chang'anju to see the Prime Minister. ”

Zhang Mao said to the two jailers in front of him and behind him that Zhang Mao was only in his twenties, and these two jailers were middle-aged, so they were called "big brother".

The so-called "Chang'an Residence" is now Chen Jinzhi's mansion. Chen Jinzhi's name "Mo Tong" was not recognized by the Yu family, and the name given to him by the Yu family was "Chang'an", so he was also called "Yu Chang'an".

As for the mansion, it is naturally called "Chang'an Ju".

"Hmm. ”

The jailer in front of him looked back at him, rubbing his fingers together and making a gesture asking for money.

Zhang Mao had no choice but to rummage through his pockets, and almost the last bit of money he had stuffed into their hands.

A week later...

Iron Mountain City is too big, going around and around, they finally walked to the center of the city, and Chang'anju is near here.

Zhang Mao was so hungry that his eyes went straight to Venus, his chest was close to his back, and he had no money for a week, so the two jailers stayed in the inn, and treated him like a dog, tied to an iron chain, and slept on the street at night. Two days ago, one of the jailers couldn't stand it and bought him two biscuits out of his own pocket, and he never ate anything else.

Looking at it from a distance, this extremely abrupt building complex is Chang'anju. The color tone is similar to that of Qingxinju in Changtian City, but the area is much larger, and in the middle, the tallest pavilions are Chen Jinzhi's residence.

"Hey, what are you going to do?"

Zhang Mai was looking inside Chang'an Residence, but when he heard a loud shout, he hurriedly retracted his head.

The man who spoke was a big man more than eight feet tall, covered in fat, carrying a sledgehammer, with chains wrapped around his hands, a big bald head, and a fierce and vicious spirit.

However, if you look closely at this person's eyes, you can find that the whites of the eyes are mixed with a touch of dead black.

"The villain... ”

Zhang Mao was already a little slurred, so a jailer said for him:

"He asked to see the Prime Minister. ”

"Adults never see guests during the day, so please come back. ”

The big man said word by word, and at the same time closed the door of Chang'anju on this side to prevent Zhang Mao from peeking inside.

It's the night ...

Chang'an Residence...

Inside the pavilion, it was almost blackened, and there was a delicately carved coffee table, and there were a few oil lamps that smoked slightly.

Chen Jinzhi knelt on the futon next to the coffee table, his clothes, appearance and cultivation had not changed much compared to five years ago. However, I lost a lot of weight.

The only difference, probably hanging down on the right, is a strand of gray hair that he carefully combed and tied.

On Chen Jinzhi's right hand, there was also a person kneeling on the futon, wearing a particularly large coat. This person is obviously taller than Chen Jinzhi, and at his waist, a five-foot-long sword hangs, and the tail end hangs on the floor.

As soon as you look at this person's national face, you should know that he is the Black Eagle King, but it seems to be a little blessed. The original day by day can be said to be burly, but now it is a tiger's back and a bear's waist, with a big waist and a round waist, sitting there, like a small mountain.

The one on the waist of the day is the butcher's knife of man. As for why this is so, that's a long story.

On that night five years ago, in the Shattered Empty City, he used a human butcher's knife in front of Chen Jinzhi day by day, and successfully summoned the dark fire. This made Chen Jinzhi realize that although Zhu Ri is not his direct descendant, because he has his blood, he can also use a human butcher's knife.

Of course, because of some personal reasons of Chen Jinzhi, he became a "glorious" guard with a knife day by day.

"Prime Minister, Lord Heitian, please use it slowly. ”

A waiter carefully brought two very elaborate porcelain plates, on which they were filled with pasta, and the aroma was rich. There are also two large bowls, which are worth a lot of money by looking at the fineness of the porcelain.

"Black sky" is the name of the day, flying day by day, covering the sky and the sun, which is very appropriate.

"Eating noodles and flat meat every day, you don't get tired!"

Day by day, he struck the pair of ivory chopsticks and shouted very dissatisfied.

"It's good. ”

Chen Jinzhi said lightly. Lift the chopsticks and allow the noodles to fully absorb the sauce at the bottom of the plate.

"That's not enough for me to stuff between my teeth, what do you say is good for eating and living?"

Picking up that plate day by day, just one bite, there was less than half of the noodles left.

"You'd better go on a diet. ”

Chen Jinzhi also ignored him:

"If you eat it again, maybe you'll be, Pig of the Hollow?"

"You're the big pig's head!"

He was about to punch him day by day, but he didn't dare, and his fist was less than halfway out, and he stopped. In the past five years, his cultivation has not improved at all, and he is still a king stage.

Chen Jinzhi didn't bother to say anything more, and still mixed noodles by himself.

"What a drag... How great ... ”

Day by day, he muttered to himself.

Meanwhile...

Chang'an Ju at the west gate...

Zhang Mao tried his last strength and struggled to walk. If the Prime Minister doesn't see guests during the day, then maybe he will see guests at night? Zhang Mao thought so, but because of this, the two jailers kept scolding along the way, after all, it dragged on for so long from day to night.

Why did Zhang Mao have to come?

During the day, it was also at this west gate that he had heard of the bald man guarding the door.

The man's name was Luo Feng, and he was said to be a bandit leader who led the crowd to rob the Yu Clan's transport troops and was sentenced to death. Now, he is actually guarding the door in Chang'anju. This greatly strengthened Zhang Mao's determination to defect to the prime minister.

This Luo Feng's cultivation is not as good as him, not to mention that he was only sentenced to fifty years, so Zhang Mao firmly believes that the Prime Minister will definitely be able to protect him.

It was this thought that sustained him, he lifted the last bit of spirit, stumbled down the cold street, Chang'anju was very close, and the bright lights were so striking in his shaking vision! That was hope! That is, salvation!

"He asked to see the Prime Minister. We were here during the day. ”

A jailer grabbed Zhang Mao and said.

There was still a man standing in the doorway, but it wasn't the same person as the morning.

This person's height is decent, more than seven feet tall, not necessarily how strong, but judging from this short clothes, he knows that he is a very quick and decisive person. On his face, there is a very long and deep scar that extends from the base of his right ear to the neck, which is striking and terrifying.

But there is one thing, he is the same as Luo Feng in the morning. That is, the whites of his eyes, there was also a touch of dead black.

"Prime Minister, you can see as much as you want!"

The man with the scar on his face spoke unceremoniously.

"My lord ... ”

Zhang Mao broke free from the jailer, ran a few steps forward, and pleaded.

"Guard!"

The man with the scar on his face suddenly became nervous, and he turned his head and yelled. He immediately pulled out the slender standard saber hanging from his waist, more than two feet long, and at the same time took more than a step back, staring at Zhang Mao vigilantly, his eyes almost staring into a pair of cross-eyed.