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"Zhao Keman, Hu Ying, Wu Hook Shuang Xueming. The silver saddle shines on the white horse, sassy like a meteor......"

Yang Feng held a wine glass and chanted poetry.

At this time, he was wearing a cyan robe, a Taoist crown on his head, and a sword behind his back, standing high at a table near the window in the restaurant, overlooking the crossroads below, as for Princess Hexiao......

Princess Hexiao was still standing beside him.

And he was dressed up as a Taoist boy.

At this time, it has been two months since Yang Feng made big news in Beijing and Tianjin, and in the past two months, she had to follow all the way south under the power of this demon, and then let him be at his mercy, anyway, after the battle of Tianjin, Xiao Loli was already desperate, so many Qing troops were beaten by him, who did she ask for help on the way to protect her? Pity her for being a princess, but she has to admit that even if her father has an empire, he can't protect her in front of a demon. Even if she fled to Beijing, she couldn't get rid of the clutches of this demon, since she simply accepted her fate, and her reputation has been ruined, and now the world is full of rumors about how she was humiliated by the demon, although to be honest, this demon often forced her to wear some **** clothes, and let her dance Yeyan's dance, and even beat her little ass, but didn't really do anything to her, but ......

Even so, as long as she returns to Beijing, there is only one way to hang herself.

This is an inevitable result.

No matter how much her emperor Ama loves her, she must be hanged for the sake of the royal family's face, although the flag family is different from the Han people, and they are not so strict about the name festival, but they can't stand her content!

She can't escape, and she doesn't dare to escape!

Is there any other option in this case than to accept fate?

At least the demon won't kill her.

She looked out of the window like Yang Feng, at the intersection outside the window, a pair of mother and daughter artists were performing the top pole, the young woman was about thirty years old, it was the age of full charm, the daughter was eleven or twelve years old, it could be seen that she was also pretty, and she was constantly doing various actions at the top of the pole, attracting applause from the surroundings, especially the perennial exercise figure is very well-proportioned, but the complexion is slightly darker, the young woman has a thin waist and plump buttocks, and a pair of giant rus in front of her......

Princess Hexiao glanced at Yang Feng.

The demon had despised the flatness of her chest countless times.

"Vixen!"

Then she said disdainfully

"Are you jealous?"

Yang Feng said speechlessly.

"This princess is a nobleman, how can she be jealous of a low-ranking performer!"

Princess Hexiao said proudly.

"You Tunguska savages, you really don't know where the nobility comes from."

Yang Feng said.

"My Qing Dynasty originated from the Jin Dynasty, the Jin Dynasty was established by the Jurchens, the Jurchens originated from Su Shen, and Su Shen has been included in the princes' saying since the Zhou Dynasty."

And filial piety is said rhetorically.

"The Jurchen is the Jurchen, don't recognize the ancestors, Shui Dada is your real name, Huli Gai is your origin, how can people who are dogs and dogs have children when they live together, how can Hu Li change the Jurchen to be a parent, listen, this is the Jurchen people's evaluation of you, you boast every day that you are a descendant of the Jurchens, have you asked people whether the Jurchens agree or not?"

Yang Feng said.

"Nonsense!"

Princess Hexiao said excitedly.

"Dare to talk back!"

Yang Feng's face sank and he shouted.

"Ahh

Princess Hexiao subconsciously screamed, and then quickly covered her little ass with both hands, Yang Feng's clutches have fallen there countless times in the past two months, this murderous demon likes to spank her, although she is used to it, and even every time the clutch falls, she even has a sense of expectation, but this is after all in public. She then turned her head to look at them not far away, where the two officials were drinking, one of them looked at them with some confusion, and Yang Feng also noticed him, sitting there and casually raising his glass.

The man also walked over with a glass of wine and a smile.

"Dao Chief, please!"

He raised his glass.

After saying that, he drank it all.

Yang Feng smiled and toasted.

"In Xia Qilin, Tian is the head of the county government, I don't know how to call the chief, where is the immortal residence?"

The man said.

"Yang Feng, travel so far!"

Yang Feng said.

At this time, the monastic system had been abolished, and he did not need to consider the latter's inspection of the degree.

Du Lin looked at Princess Hexiao beside him.

"I want to build a new Taoist temple outside this Xiangyang City, but I am not familiar with the place, since Brother Du is from the government, I don't know if I can help?"

At the same time, Yang Feng said.

Then he threw a gold bar on the table.

"At first sight with the Taoist chief, this kind of trivial matter should be served."

Doolin said with a deep breath.

"I don't like dealing with the government."

Yang Feng said.

"Those who are Taoist cultivators naturally do not get involved in mundane affairs."

Durin said greedily as he stared at the gold.

"My Taoist temple will be built on the mountain."

Yang Feng said.

"Dao Chang has a good eye!"

Durin said mechanically as he looked at the second ingot of gold he had put down.

"This is the cost of the yamen, and the rest of the matter will be yours, and I can't replace it."

Yang Feng said.

"Dao Chief, please rest assured, everything is covered."

Qi Lin immediately came back to his senses and patted his chest and said.

He is now like a dream, originally saw a strange Taoist priest just wanted to get some oil and water, with his vision of course can recognize the Taoist next to him is a woman, although there are also Taoist priests, but according to the law of the imperial court, all Taoist priests are ordered to return to the vulgar, if it is a passing Taoist priest with no foundation, with a woman beside him, it can be knocked on a stroke, but I didn't expect that this is simply a God of Wealth, the shot is two ingots and five taels of gold ingots, and it is also for a person who said two words, this is bold or stupid or ......

Still stupid.

"Where does the Taoist live now?"

He then asked.

"I don't have a place to live yet, and I want to live in a house."

Yang Feng said.

"This is also covered."

Qi Lin then said.

"Then there will be work!"

Yang Feng said with satisfaction.

"Ergou, tell Lao He that the Taoist will be on my account!"

Qi Lin shouted at the guy.

Then the rest is simple, Qi Lin and his companion accompanied Yang Feng out of the restaurant, while talking and laughing with Yang Feng while turning around in Xiangyang City, and finally came to a secluded alley, knocked on the door of a house, the owner came out to talk a few words, and immediately took them to another small courtyard, Qi Lin went out and called a group of people to clean Yang Feng, because it was already the end of May and there was no need for bedding, just go to the woodcraft store to bring furniture and spread a brown mat, with the help of this kind of ground snake, it can be said to be vigorous and resolute, Yang Feng solved his residence in Xiangyang.

Then Qi Lin and the others quickly said goodbye and left.

"The simplicity of the people here proves that I am prosperous in the Qing Dynasty!"

Princess Hexiao looked at Qi Lin and the others who were leaving, and said with emotion.

Yang Feng smiled mysteriously.

He was indeed going to monastery in Xiangyang and then take the missionary route.

From north to south, this lifeless country made him extremely depressed, it can be said that this is the peak era of slavery, one hundred and fifty long years, countless killings and the destruction of ideas, so that the idea of slavery has become a matter of course, and everyone lives day after day under the dreams of the lord and the sages. The common people gnawed on the sweet potatoes that could make them survive, and survived under the pressure of corrupt officials and corrupt officials, and then fantasized about the reincarnation of the emperor's Shengming Qingtian master, and then did their best to let their children and grandchildren get into the army of the imperial examination, plunge into the sewage pool of Baguwen and swim forward with all their might, fantasizing that the day they crossed the Longmen, they could also be corrupt officials and corrupt officials.

The whole society is going in circles.

Then the children and grandchildren of the wild boar skin sat and watched, admiring their prosperity and decaying in the wine pond meat forest.

It's the perfect system.

The perfect system to turn people into the walking dead.

If there is no external interference, this terrifying zombie country does not know how many centuries it will last, it is impossible for this country to undergo internal top-down changes, the premise of change is to have the motivation for change, but for those gentry they are in the best era, they can squeeze as much as they want, how can they destroy their beloved prosperity, as for the mites, it is even more impossible, how can they dig their own graves, whether mites or gentry will only maintain this system, Anyone who tries to change the status quo is their enemy.

Fortunately, there were also British cannons.

But Yang Feng can't wait for the cannons of the British, because the cannons of the British have opened the curtain and brought another group of more ferocious enslavers, these enslavers have brought the same suffering to this land, as for other things, they are just incidental derivatives, and Yang Feng is impossible to cooperate with the gentry, and then replace the mites himself, that is indeed easy, as long as he cooperates with the gentry, he guarantees that the dynasty will change in less than two years, but then he estimates that his new dynasty will still not be able to withstand the cannons of the colonists.

He needs an internal ***.

But he didn't have half a century to open up the people's wisdom, he only had less than twenty years, so he could only take a means that took the shortest time and achieved the fastest results, the means of religion, history has long proved that in the era when the people's wisdom was not civilized, religion was the best means, in the case that people did not know what ideology, the gods were the best alternatives, and the gods were also the simplest and easiest alternatives.

"I am God!"

Yang Feng sat on the recliner and muttered to himself with his eyes closed.

Next he had to wait for his first believers.

He just closed his eyes like that, sat motionless on the recliner, and asked Princess Hexiao next to him a few times, and when he saw that Yang Feng did not respond, he didn't dare to continue asking, but he didn't dare to leave, so he had to lie on the coffee table and wait.

It was soon dark, but Yang Feng was still sitting in the courtyard in the dark, and time passed slowly, until it was close to midnight, Princess Hexiao, who was half-asleep and half-awake, suddenly heard a small noise, she subconsciously opened her eyes, a fist-sized stone was rolling in the courtyard, and her brain was quite flexible, she immediately lay there motionless, half-open and half-closed eyes to look at it through the moonlight. Soon a black-clothed figure rolled down the wall, looking around vigilantly on the masked face, and soon fell on her and Yang Feng, this person cautiously walked forward a few steps and saw that there was no response, so he opened the courtyard door as quickly as possible, and the five same black-clothed people outside quickly walked in and walked to them together.

The leader walked up to Yang Feng and gently pulled out the knife in his hand.

"Daoist Yang, brother will send you to become an immortal!"

He whispered.

At the same time, the knife in his hand stabbed Yang Feng in the chest.

The latter turned over very unfortunately, the oxtail knife did not pierce his heart, but directly cut his ribs, blood gushed out instantly, Yang Feng then sat up straight, but the knife of the man in black was stuck on the thick bamboo of the recliner, and he was so frightened that he hurriedly abandoned the knife and took a step back, while the other five people all pulled out their knives and stepped forward.

Surrounded by them, Yang Feng stretched as if he had just woken up.

"Uh, what's wrong with the clothes?"

He looked curiously at the gaping hole in his clothes.

"Whose knife is this?"

Immediately after that, he found the knife beside him, pulled it out as he spoke, pinched the tip of the knife with the thumb and index finger of his left hand, and made a mistake very casually, the inferior iron knife was immediately folded over, he was like holding a toy, bending down section by section, and soon the oxtail knife was rolled into a tape measure shape in the sound of his jaw hitting the ground, and Yang Feng threw it into the arms of the man in black who stabbed him.

"Qi Lin, this is yours, right?"

He said.

The latter fell to his knees as soon as his legs were weak.

"The Taoist chief spares his life, the villain is obsessed with ghosts for a while, and he doesn't know the immortals, so he asks the Taoist chief to be kind!"

He lay on the ground and cried.

In his position, he could clearly see that the wound under Yang Feng's ribs was unscathed at all, and when his knife cut through Yang Feng's ribs, he saw the blood gushing with his own eyes, and even the blood stains on the robe were still obvious, but the skin was indeed unscathed.

At the same time, the other five also knelt down.

They were also scared silly.

"Hell-witted?"

Yang Feng sat down again and said with a sneer.

"Come forward!"

Then he said with a sinking face.

Qi Lin pulled down the black cloth that covered his face, crawled forward a few steps, and fell to his knees tremblingly.

"Death crimes can be avoided, but living crimes cannot be escaped!"

Yang Feng shouted.

At the same time, he shook his sleeves, and a short stick instantly slipped into his hand, and then a little blue light flashed at the end of the stick, and the next moment it was directly pestled on Qi Lin's body, and then he heard Qi Lin suddenly let out a heart-rending scream, and curled up on the ground violently like a sheep's madness, and at the same time, a smell of feces and urine diffused from his body.

"You all stepped forward to receive the thunder punishment."

Yang Feng shouted at the other five.

One of them didn't hesitate to get up and run out, but almost at the same time, a meteor fell in the night, and then a ball of flame poured out from less than two feet above his head like a torrent, pouring down from head to toe, and then this guy turned into a fire man, screaming under the flames, and fell to the ground in a blink of an eye rolling and struggling, but soon he was motionless, and under the reflection of this fire, the remaining four black-clothed men who were also about to run did not hesitate to turn around and fall at Yang Feng's feet.

"The villain asks the immortal chief to punish him!"

They shouted in unison.

(I have to live for a few days, the specific update is uncertain, and I can't do it if I can do it, sorry)