Under the sky, between the mountains, the prosperity of Red Star City surprised Wei Qiqi, who had not seen it for many years, and the monster he had created had grown to such an astonishing scale?,。 The update is so fast.

Although all this was expected, Red Star City expanded so fast, it was obvious that even he himself underestimated the feedback of Dongming City.

The original immigrants from the nearby villages and towns, most of them were self-sufficient poor people, merchants relied on horse teams to transport goods, buy low and sell high, do some small business, and the profits were meager, the entire outer city was almost equivalent to a pool of stagnant water, occasionally throwing a few stones, but also could not 'stir' many 'waves', the root of which was that there was neither production nor market.

The rise of the inner city of Dongming changed everything, gold and silver money were regarded as dung to the monks, they pursued 'fine' food, beautiful utensils, comfortable life, and abundant financial resources, willing and able to bear a hundred times the expenses of ordinary people, while Wei XVII did not set up inns and restaurants in the inner city, leaving the golden opportunity to the outer city, to those worldly mortals. Food, clothing, shelter, transportation, eating, drinking, and merrymaking, hollowing out their hearts to please the monks, this is a small but bottomless market, enough to feed countless people, and no one can eat it in one bite.

On the other hand, the monk accepted the commission of the Red Star Hall of Merit, and in addition to hunting monsters in Tianling and the Ghost Gate, and obtaining the materials for making weapons, the remaining blood and 'flesh' were not eye-catching, but for mortals, it was a rare and great supplement, and it was sold to the hinterland of the Central Plains, with dozens of times the profit, and the traders who heard the news poured into Huzigou and purchased it at a high price, bringing unprecedented prosperity and vitality to Red Star City. The most important thing is that the regulations set by the city lord are also applicable to the outer city, even the monks with evil intentions do not dare to disobey, this is a completely free market, free supply and demand, free trading, the government only supervises, does not 'interfere', no one can bully the market, for the 'trade' provides a solid guarantee.

Cao Jinren has great eyesight, he has long seen the key to it, he guessed that Wei Seventeen did it intentionally, and it was definitely not an omission, so he persuaded Chen Suzhen to have the courage to let it go, while joining forces with Cheng Hou to transform the potential business opportunities in the inner city into visible and 'touchable' profits, and on the other hand, he discussed with Xu Zhifu to build a wharf next to the tributary of the Xiluo River in the south of Huzigou, making up for the last short board of Chixing City.

The tax revenue from the wharf and the outer city was a huge number, and Xu Tang was the master of dividing it into four parts, one to the city lord, one to Kunlun, one to the government, and one to release the Jingshi. In the first few years, Xu Changsheng didn't care about this tax, but after a few years, he had already begun to consider the viability of patrolling Red Star City.

Wei Qiqi and Ruan Jing strolled through the streets and alleys of Red Star City, and witnessed with their own eyes that the demand and output of the inner city had become the two pillars of the outer city, penetrating into every corner and affecting the lives of countless people.

At dusk, they found a brightly lit restaurant and had a few drinks in a quiet waterfront pavilion.

The restaurant is specially opened for monks, a table and a chair, a utensils and a thing, a dish and a dish, all of which are extremely 'fine' and beautiful, although the materials are produced in the world, but there is also a bit of immortal atmosphere.

Ruan Jing felt very satisfied, this whole day, from morning to night, Wei Qiqi completely belonged to her, and did not share it with others. She took a sip of wine, and her eyes were 'clouded' with a layer of 'confusion', but with that childish little face, people only felt cute, and it couldn't match the charm.

However, it was destined to be an unquiet night.

Footsteps sounded outside the small pavilion, and people came to see Wei Seventeen one after another, first Chen Suzhen, Cao Jinren, Xu Tang and Xu Zhifu, then Cheng Hou, then Xun Ye, Wei Rongniang, and finally the disciples of the Kunlun lineage and the side branch resident in Dongming City.

Coming in batches, they toasted a glass of wine and said a few words, most of them were Wei Seventeen questions, they answered, sat down for a while and then took their leave, and the ceremony was full of awe and alienation.

Or encouragement, or mention, or vigilance, not to people, Wei Seventeen's tone is calm, pure as a gentleman, Rao is so, they tremble one by one, as if they are in the holy order, and they figure out the subtle meaning of the words word by word.

In fact, there is no subtlety, it is literal, well done, not good enough, not well done, that's all.

Although Wei Qiqi had been in retreat and cultivation in Jietianling for many years, everything that happened in Dongming City could not be hidden from him. 'Hole' Heavenly Treasure nurtured the city, the ghost is his eyes and ears, Chu Tianyou passed on his tips have infinite use, between thoughts, Dongming City is in front of him.

On the contrary, it was Red Star City, which was out of control, like a wild horse, which made him feel an unexpected surprise.

After everyone dispersed one by one, Ruan Jing finally couldn't help but smile and said, "What are they...... To ask for merit, or to show loyalty?"

"It doesn't matter, when they come, they just show their attitude, no matter what they think in their hearts, the etiquette on the scene can't be lacking. ”

Ruan Jing became curious and asked, "These people, who do you think is one on the face and one behind the scenes?"

Wei Qiqi was noncommittal, "As long as I am here, they can only act according to the rules, and no one dares to transgress them, if I am not there, it will be difficult to say." ”

"Such a big inheritance, a thousand years ago, can you let go? If you are not here, where else can you go?"

Wei Qiqi looked up at the north, the clouds were thick, the starry sky was like obscurity, and he said lightly: "Don't you want to go to the upper realm to have a look?"

"Take me with you?" Ruan Jing moved, her hand trembled, and she spilled wine on the table.

"Take you, only you and I can go. ”

“...... Is it because of the mountains and rivers vitality lock?"

"Yes, only by refining the mountain and river vitality lock and locking the vitality can you fly to the upper realm, and if you are a bystander, you can't resist the erosion of the power of time, and the 'flesh' body is defeated, and none of them survive. ”

Ruan Jing's thoughts turned extremely quickly, "Then how did the legendary ancient monk ascend to the upper realm?"

"They may have secret techniques that no one knows, and this realm has long been lost. ”

Ruan Jing's heart fluctuated, both happy and a little uneasy, "If we leave, what will we do here?"

"I want to leave Dongming City to Qin Zhen. ”

“...... What about Yu Yao?"

"She had other plans. Wei Qiqi hesitated for a moment and muttered, "If she wants to......"

Ruan Jing fell silent. She had a sense of foreboding.

There are still drinks and food, Wei Qiqi didn't indulge himself, drank up a jar of wine, it was a little interesting, and he gave up. Ruan Jing asked for a pot of hot tea and poured him a cup, the heat was fumigated, exuding the faint fragrance of jasmine/'flower'.

The night was like water, and there was a sound of pipa in the distance, and an old voice sang: "The 'flowers' on the trees fall and 'flowers' bloom, and the people on the road go and people come." Morning sorrow and twilight are old, and there are three times in a hundred years. ”

After a pause, the voice sang again: "Smell the body is strong and strong, and the head and white teeth are difficult to chase." It is expected to be a hundred years old, and it can be a long time. ”

The singing ended, the pipa stopped, and returned to silence, Ruan Jing listened attentively, and couldn't help but be stunned for a while.

In the silence, the mountains and rivers in the bodies of the two of them warned in unison, and the 'commotion' was uneasy.