"The current Laoshan is no longer the Laoshan of the past. -∝Top-∝-Point-∝Small-∝ Say, ww ≮WCO∽M"

When staying in a small town called "Surabaya Town", Chen Sanlang became more and more appreciative of the Taoist priest's words.

The twilight was dark, and at the beginning of the night, the dilapidated town was even more depressed in the night wind, like a poor and weak little animal, trembling in fear of some inexplicable terrible thing.

The arrival of Xiaoyao Fudao and Chen Sanlang did not attract much attention. There are not many residents left in the town, and the survivors are basically old, weak, sick and disabled, where can they have the time to pay attention to others?

"Yuelai Inn!"

A bamboo pole about three feet high is erected at the door, and the strip of cloth with the name of the store on the top of the pole has long faded and is damaged in many places.

The wooden door at the entrance of the inn was nowhere to be found, and was replaced by a thick black curtain. This kind of curtain is quite windproof and cold-proof, and in the snowy winter, the cloth curtain can be put away from the cold.

When he came to the door of the inn, Chen Sanlang still looked left and right, and saw that all sides were shrouded in darkness, and the houses were hidden in them, quiet, and seemed to be unoccupied. The houses were dilapidated in many places, with obvious signs of vandalism.

War?

When this word flashed through his mind, Chen Sanlang's heart sank, and he began to search for the situation in Yongzhou, the most important of which is this: Yongzhou Assassin Guo Hong is greedy for pleasure, every day and every day, he recruits beautiful women to enter the Assassin Mansion every year, for his **, beautiful name: Kaihou, Palace.

Guo Hong's age is not old, five out of forty, which is the age of the prime of life. However, he has no ambition to dominate the world. Satisfied to be a feudal official who can act arbitrarily. In his opinion, Yongzhou has become a kingdom. And he is the king.

In that case, why bother with painstaking attempts. To usurp?

Rebellion is not an easy job, it is stubborn, hard-working, born and dead, and in the end, if it fails, the nine clans will suffer a catastrophe.

This is the root cause of the major assassins' self-respect, but they dare not expose the rod. Only a violent person like Shi Pojun dares to be the first in the world.

Anyway, such a thing, for Guo Hong. Just think about it. Every day, beautiful women take turns to sleep, which is enough.

The higher-ups are extravagant, and the Yongzhou officialdom is rotten, buying and selling officials, abounding. This is an absolute disaster for the common people. Taxes under various names are as numerous as cow's hair, and they are swept down layer by layer. The people are struggling to make a living, and they are on the verge of collapse.

Because the taxes were too heavy and there was no way to survive, many people either gathered in the mountains and forests to make a living by raiding homes and robbing houses, or they fled. Flee to another state, such as Yangzhou.

Yangzhou has been rich since ancient times, and Yuan Wenchang has been operated with an iron fist. Although there are quite a few additional taxes, overall. Or relatively loose, hard-working people. At least have something to eat.

Along the way, Chen Sanlang and the Taoist priest chose to take a remote mountain road, so they did not have a specific and appropriate understanding of the people of Yongzhou, and now when they came to Surabaya Town to rest, they found that the situation was far worse than imagined.

"In this way, disaster is not far away. ”

Chen Sanlang sneered in his heart.

Guo Hong wants to be the emperor in the local area, which is destined to be a dream. Shi Pojun proclaimed himself the king of the barbarians, and took the most important first step, if he had a little strategy, he was afraid that he would soon attack Yongzhou - the barbarian state is located in the westernmost part, and most of the area borders Yongzhou, which is very convenient for attack and killing.

Xiaoyao Fudao didn't think so much as he did, reached out to lift the black curtain, and stepped in.

Chen Sanlang followed in, and immediately found that the inn was brightly lit, but it was empty, and there were no guests.

A skinny shopkeeper was sleeping on a wooden table, and on the counter, the shopkeeper was not far behind, sleeping with his head covered.

Suddenly, the shopkeeper seemed to hear the footsteps, raised his head suddenly, and saw the guests, a fat face bloomed with a bright smile at an astonishing speed: "The two guest officers want to stay in the hotel or eat?"

After a pause, he tore open his throat and shouted, "Ah Bing, there are guests, why don't you get up to say hello?"

Under the roar, the shopkeeper didn't wake up.

The shopkeeper was furious, picked up the abacus and threw it over.

This throw, impartially, seems to have been rehearsed many times, and it is very familiar, snapped, and is in the middle of the shop's second child's head.

"Oops!"

The shopkeeper Ah Bing hurriedly jumped up, his eyes were spinning, but they were very smart, which did not match his thin figure. He reacted very quickly, put a towel on his shoulder, ran over, and smiled with a courteous smile: "Two guest officers, please go here." ”

Ahead of the curve, he wiped down a wooden table.

Chen Sanlang and the two sat down, and the Taoist priest asked, "What do you have to eat now?"

The shopkeeper replied with a bitter face: "There is a famine this year, and the people in the town are almost gone, and there is no one to raise the livestock, and no one to grow vegetables and vegetables......

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The Taoist priest said impatiently, "Is there anything to eat?"

"Yes, there is meat and vegetables...... Hehe, it's just that the price is a little more expensive than usual. ”

What you dare to say in the front is all for the back.

The Taoist priest didn't talk nonsense, stretched out his hand, snapped, and threw a silver ingot on the table: "Good meat and good dishes are on it, if it's delicious, there will be a reward." ”

This ingot silver ingot is more than ten taels, large in size, and outstanding in color, which suddenly makes the shopkeeper's eyes so wide that he will not turn. He took it and smiled: "Wait a minute, the two guest officers, good meat and vegetables will come soon." ”

The Taoist priest asked again, "Is there any wine?"

"Yes, yes. ”

Money can make ghosts grind, seeing that the other party is so generous, the shopkeeper said "yes" no matter what he asked. These two guest officials, a Taoist priest and a scholar, look weird, but they can't see that they are rich people.

Xiaoyao prides himself on being "rich and rich", a standard money fan, opening a Taoist temple in Jing County, occasionally using magical means, and it will not take long to have a group of devout believers. Many believers went to Xiaoyaoguan to burn incense and worship God, and a lot of sesame oil money was given, all of which he accepted one by one. In addition, Chen Sanlang also gave him land and rented it to farmers to work, and the rent was also an income.

Over time, it has accumulated a lot of property and furniture.

However, Taoist priests love money, even if they have magical means, they never need to take or steal by force, which is similar to "a gentleman loves money and takes it from the Tao".

It didn't take long for a plate of meat to be served, with sheep and cows, and a fat chicken, which tasted good when they were picked up. Then a jar of wine was served, and the wine was very poor, very light. But in places like this, it's okay.

After serving the wine and food, the shopkeeper leaned on the counter, squeezed his eyebrows, and glanced at the shopkeeper. The shopkeeper groaned slightly, and quietly made a gesture of "don't be impatient" with the palm of his hand.

Running all the way to work, the rich and hungry, the food is fierce, and the whole fat chicken is eaten like a whirlwind, and only a piece of bone residue is left, Chen Sanlang is slow, and he can't even get a piece of the chicken butt to eat, he slapped the table: "Xiao Er, what are you hiding at the counter and muttering to the shopkeeper?"

"Nothing...... What more could the guest officer want?"

The shopkeeper hurriedly came.

"Kill two more chickens!"

Bang, this time it's Chen Sanlang's turn to show white, yellow cancan, it is actually a gold leaf. The golden light flashed and turned the face of the shopkeeper yellow. His eyes are gloomy, and he can't wait to swallow the gold leaf. (To be continued......)