In summer, even at night, Shangjing is a drunken gold fan, just like the city that never sleeps in the previous life.

For the people of Shangjing, Shangjing is a city to be proud of, even if they are beggars in Shangjing, when they see rich businessmen from other places, they will snort arrogantly, walk away with their heads held high, and never accept the handouts of rich businessmen from other places.

This pride has not changed because of the great battle in the palace, nor has it changed because of the great battle between the mortal realm and the immortal realm.

Even if the sky falls, people in Beijing will feel that they are the best.

But it is precisely because of this kind of thinking that the people of Shangjing only know the imperial power, and they don't know why Zi Baifeng is a person.

It seems that even if the world is ruined, Shangjing will still be the way it is now.

Under Zi Baifeng's demon cultivation technique, the whole world has changed, only Shangjing still maintains its original appearance, stubborn, and refuses to accept change.

Perhaps it is precisely because of this reason that this leyline that passed through Shangjing has not been completely dredged, and the spirit of the leyline has not appeared.

When the immortal realm began to absorb the power of the mortal realm, the people in Shangjing were even more unhappy.

On the outskirts of Shangjing, in a not-so-bustling residential area, there is a family tavern.

The owner of the tavern is in his forties, and he is a rare good-natured person, and if anyone is inconvenient to drink, he always gives credit to others.

Therefore, this little day has passed tightly.

However, he doesn't suffer from this day, anyway, it's good that he can live a good life.

The proprietress was seven or eight years younger than the proprietor, a pretty young woman of about thirty years old, and at this time, she was sitting by the small stove of warm wine, caressing her bulging abdomen with one hand, while watching her husband busy and greeting guests.

The guests sitting here are all undesirable people, porters, porters, vendors, and gangsters, but everyone is an old neighbor, but they all obey the rules.

"This Zi Baifeng, hum, what kind of national teacher is it, what are you doing?" A few taels of wine went down, the wine was strong and intimidating, and the bitter haha of a few nests in the corner began to blow away.

It was the porter Wang Er who spoke, he fought when he was a child, leaving a scar on his face, plus he loves to drink, and he contributed a little money to various taverns, and he didn't save any money at the age of thirty, so he has been playing single.

At this time, he rubbed the mud on his chest and blew it open.

"If my second king commanded so many monks, he would have knocked down the immortal realm a long time ago, how could there be this one today?"

Shangjing is not really out of the world, the whole world is stormy, and Shangjing is naturally no exception.

Outside the window, although it was night, it was a miserable red, and the people who were shining were panicked.

Looking up, the skylight had completely distorted into a red glow, like an extra red moon in the sky.

Because of this, there are many people who are afraid that they can't stay at home, so it makes the tavern's business a little better.

Before he finished a sentence, he came in again, one tall and one short, looking like two fathers and sons, tall and short, speaking with a foreign accent, looking strong, like a big rock.

The short one is a round-headed and round-headed teenager, with hey skin and a pair of eyes that gurgle around, very elf-like.

When he entered the tavern, the young man found a place to sit, but the big man greeted the shopkeeper with an urn: "Shopkeeper, come to the pot of wine!"

"Hey, we have our own rice wine, and our daughter Red ......" Before the store finished reporting, the young man had already said: "Shop, is there any cinnamon wine from Guixiangju?"

"Yes, but it's not cheap...... the boss said.

"Don't be afraid, we can afford to drink as much as we want, let's have two pots first. The young man seemed to be a veteran of wine, and when the wine came up, he first poured a few sips into the wine jug, nodded, and said, "You are real, you didn't mix water into it." ”

The young man took a few more sips, and when he saw the proprietress next to him, his eyes lit up, and he leaned over, and Mao Mao opened his mouth and asked, "Sister-in-law, ...... Is this pregnant?"

If an adult asks like this, the shopkeeper would have slapped him a long time ago, aren't you knowingly asking?

But this one......

The boss turned his head and looked, the young man looked quite tall, but looking at his eyebrows and eyes, he was only a half-sized child, and his hair hadn't grown together, what did he know.

But Wang Er, who was squatting in the corner and bragging, turned his head and shouted: "Boy, if you want to have a child, go find a wife!"

"I have a wife. The young man replied, but his eyes were still staring at the proprietress belly, as if he wanted to see through the belly.

"Hahahaha, Wang Er, you can't compare, such a small guy has a wife, what about your wife?" someone laughed at Wang Er.

"Shut up!" Wang Er's face changed, this is his weakness, whoever mentions him is in a hurry.

The young man over there didn't care about these people at all, and looked at the pregnant woman's belly with sparkling eyes.

"I ...... Can I touch it?" the hairy lad made an impolite request.

"Hahahaha, that kid wants to eat your wife's tofu!" Wang Er suddenly burst into laughter.

"Small stones. The strong man who was as hard as a stone glanced at this side and said helplessly: "You still come over for a drink." ”

These two people are Uncle Qingshi and Xiaoshi.

Now the leylines in Shangjing have become a bottleneck, so all the power is concentrated in Shangjing, in addition to a lot of little demons are dredged in the leylines, there are many people scattered throughout the streets and alleys of Shangjing.

Not for anything else, but to find the spirit of the leylines.

Now most of their attention is focused on the families who have just added a child and those who are pregnant and about to give birth.

Although the spirit of the leyline itself is very supernatural, when it was just born, it was just an ordinary child with better qualifications than ordinary people, and it was difficult to find it in other ways.

Shangjing is now a two-pronged approach, on the one hand, the official is responsible for finding and investigating those who have given birth, and on the other hand, it is to visit everywhere, after all, the current household registration system is not too strict, and there are many people who wait for their children to be three or four years old before going to the household registration.

Even Uncle Qingshi and Xiaoshi came out to help, and now in the whole of Shangjing, I am afraid that there are thousands of monsters and monks visiting the streets and alleys.

And Xiaoshi They were also a little tired, so they rested, but they didn't expect to see a pregnant woman in this tavern, who seemed to be waiting to give birth.

Xiaoshi, a hairy boy, went up to ask what he wanted, and it was strange if people could pay attention to it, and maybe he would be kicked out.

In fact, this kind of thing, how do Uncle Qingshi, Xiaoshi and others do it?

Most of them are some little female monsters organized by the Ziwu clan and Zhang Luo, and some daughters-in-law of Xiayan Village and Mengcheng are walking the streets and alleys.

But now they can't help anywhere else, so they can only do something here.

Xiao Shi saw that the boss was not kind to him, so he sighed.

If it was a few years ago, it would be nothing if he came over directly, child, who cares.

But he is a young man now, and his father has said that in the past, he was about to get engaged at Xiaoshi's age.

But......

Little Stone's eyes gurgled and he had an idea.

He was about to get up when he heard Wang Er next to him start bragging again.

"This Bai Feng, it's really going to get into trouble......