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The sound of trembling horses' hooves could be heard in the distance, and hundreds of cavalry were rapidly approaching, and the garrison captains who had been in the town for more than two hours noticed something unusual.

Qingtan County, Yuantianfu, Lotus Leaf Town!

The misty morning light sprinkled the first rays of light, and the golden sunlight made people feel the awakening of all things, and a kind of vigorous vitality rippled in this first-class town guarding Qingtan County.

There are more than 100 large counties in the Great Qianguo, and each county has four levels of official organs under its jurisdiction: government, town, county, and village, and the scale and territory of one county are comparable to two or three provinces in the ancient Chinese country.

As a large county bordering the Qingban Kingdom, the military strength of Qingtan County is definitely one of the most powerful counties in the Great Qianguo except for the imperial capital.

The entire county is divided into 33 important towns, and Lotus Leaf Town is the most prosperous of them, with a population of more than 2 million, which can provide millions of gold dragon coins in taxes for the Great Qian Empire every year.

On the streets of Lotus Leaf Town, there have been many foot merchants and small traders, shouting loudly on the cold roadside, hoping to attract some business.

The little monk of Mingyuan exhaled a breath of hot air, looking at Zhang Bailian, whose lips were gradually turning pale and purple, his eyebrows were furrowed, and a tricky feeling appeared in his heart for the first time.

"The toxicity of the Dark Mandala Flower is even more than the deity expected, and in two days at most, if he can't find the silver needle made of Mithril and the rhizome of the Mandala Flower, he may not be able to survive!"

Lu Zhaoyi, who woke up from behind, cried profusely, holding Zhang Bailian's rough big hand tightly with both hands, and the Round Wheel Dharma King who was standing on the side sighed.

As a famous monk in the Western Regions, he naturally knows the horror of the mandala flower, although there is an antidote to this poison, but the limited antidote is all in the hands of the lady of the Soul Villa.

That woman is very vicious, and besides, it is almost a fool's dream to go to the Western Regions to get the antidote here, and it will take at least a month to come and go, I am afraid that Zhang Bailian will have died a long time ago.

"Lotus Leaf Town, Lotus Leaf Town!Wait, little monk, I know where to get the rhizome of the mandala flower, Sunset Moon Villa!"

The little monk Mingyuan's eyes lit up, he didn't expect that Lao Changtou, an old guy who had always been submissive, would be able to think of a way, but where is this Xiyue Villa?

Seeing the confusion on the face of the little monk Mingyuan, the eyes of the Round Wheel Dharma King lit up:

"Great goodness, why didn't the poor monk think of it! Senior brother, although the reputation of the Xiyue Mountain Villa in Qingtan County is not obvious, but the owner of the villa, Xiyue Emperor Ji, is a strange woman, the best at serving poisonous flowers, and has gone to the Western Regions, Northern Xinjiang, Eastern Soil, and Southern Barbarians only for those poisonous flowers and plants. ”

"There are definitely mandala flowers in the Xiyue Emperor Villa, and as for the Mithril Silver Needle mentioned by the senior brother, with the character of the Emperor, there is definitely a treasure!"

Tiji?

Although the little monk Mingyuan is not a Hongru, he is no stranger to this title in ancient China, which is the exclusive title of the princess.

How could a princess of an empire show up on the rivers and lakes, and specialize in collecting all kinds of rare poisonous flowers and poisonous herbs, which is really a peculiar hobby.

No one noticed that on a teahouse dozens of meters away, a brocade-robed man was wearing a hat, and his eyes never left them, until the figure of the little monk Mingyuan and others disappeared, and he looked away.

On the opposite side of his Eight Immortals Table, there was a man in white sitting with a white veil on his face, and his pale blue eyes exuded a cold aura, a typical master of cultivating cold attribute exercises.

"Is that them? I didn't expect that the 'Divine Devil's Feet' Zhang Bailian would be tossed for you like this! The commanding envoy's subordinates are really capable people, but unfortunately, if this matter is known to the Grand Master of Hong Jiugong, the county governor will not be able to report to you!"

The voice under the white veil was unusually crisp, and it turned out to be a woman. In the face of the executioner who kills people like hemp and single-handedly creates the siege and kills Zhang Bailian, he can still speak and ridicule and not take it to heart!

"Hmph, Feng Niangzi, there are some things that you can't manage, and you yourself understand that the person standing behind the commander understands that this time the matter was personally ordered!"

Seeing the brocade-robed man move out of the master behind him, the corner of the Feng lady's eyes twitched, and she didn't say anything sarcastic, her deep blue eyes looked unusually cold.

After a long time, Feng Niangzi's Qiong nose sniffed:

"The breath of the Western Regions, where does that great monk seem to have seen it, and his body is quite similar to the Dharma King of the Huitian Sect, could it be that it is the Huitian Sect who destroys the master's plan?"

When these two mysterious people were discussing the little monk Mingyuan and others, they didn't know that in the most corner of the teahouse, a weak figure turned his back to them, drinking tea leisurely.

"The great lama of the Huitian Sect, the Shaolin Temple, even the beggars have been dragged in, Lotus Leaf Town is really a hornet's nest, and now that the border is tight, I am afraid that the Governor of Shen County is in a hurry. ”

After the middle-aged man in the brocade robe and the woman in the white gauze left, the shadow of the secret spy department also disappeared into the teahouse, leaving only a silver dragon coin spinning on the table.

Lotus Leaf Town has a developed economy, even if the Great Qianguo and the Qingbarian Kingdom are fighting fiercely now, it has not affected the liveliness here.

Just after the morning glow, in just half an hour, the entire Lotus Leaf Town woke up.

Hundreds of inns on the lotus leaf commercial street in the east began to open, and the shops of rare antiques, medicinal herbs, and even some weapons were instantly injected with life, and all kinds of shouts drowned out all the calm.

The little monk Mingyuan was surprised, he didn't expect that there would be such a prosperous commercial street in this important town, and the street was almost full of people.

In addition to the people of the Daqian Empire, there were merchants from all over the east, west, north and south, and even the clansmen of some ancient tribes were shouting hard about the rare prey they had hit.

Glancing at the city wall in the distance, which was seven or eight zhang high and about three zhang wide, the inexplicable little monk Mingyuan remembered the majestic Great Wall of the ancient Chinese country.

"It's really a spectacular ancient building, such a world may really be worth my way into, the Great Qian Empire, let's start with you!"

A roar erupted in the heart of the little monk of Mingyuan, as if some ancient life had been revived in his body, his blood was boiling, and there was a fire burning vigorously in his chest.

The swastika mantra in the center of his eyebrows shone brightly, and then a stream of memory fragments broke into the brain of the little monk Mingyuan, and in the blurred scene, he could vaguely see a face that was the same as himself.

It's just that the face is definitely not himself, and there is a pair of gradually dimming eyes hidden under the handsome and immature face, as if there is a mysterious force that is depriving him of his vitality.

A strange summoning sound sounded in the ears of the little monk Mingyuan, but the old Chang Tou next to him interrupted his immersion with an exclamation, and when he raised his head, everything returned to normal.

"Shizun, we're here!"

The little monk Mingyuan narrowed his eyes, a little surprised, he didn't expect that after looking for an hour, Lao Changtou would actually bring them to a cloth village, and the name of this cloth village is quite strange: Wei Buzhuang!

What is the meaning of unfinished? cause and effect?

"Shizun, the Weiwan Mountain Villa was established by the husband of the former Emperor Xiyue, and it was used to mourn the two little daughters who died early. Don't underestimate this cloth village, any branch has a profit of at least a thousand gold dragon coins a year! Before that, there are more than 300 branches in Daqianguo. ”

Lao Changtou stretched out ten fingers to express the amazement in his heart, the annual profit of one thousand gold dragon coins was enough to maintain the expenses of a thousand-person city guard for half a year.

The business of Buzhuang alone can accumulate hundreds of thousands of gold dragon coins for Xiyue Mountain Villa in a year, and it is a real gold-absorbing cave.

Half an hour later, the little monk Mingyuan and his party were invited into the inner room of the cloth village, and the person who was responsible for receiving them was the shopkeeper of the cloth village, and his status was not low.

"Several, your request makes the old man quite embarrassed! The owner of the village has made a fold a few days ago, not to mention outsiders, even us big shopkeepers rarely see her old man. ”

The little monk of Mingyuan and the Dharma King of the Round Wheel glanced at each other, both of them bowed slightly, this old shopkeeper obviously did not plan to open this opening, it seemed that he still needed to show his identity.

"Shopkeeper, the one lying in the wing room must not know yet, 'Divine Ghost Feet' Zhang Bailian, the eldest disciple of Hong Jiuye. Now that I've been poisoned, I don't know if I can be a helping hand from the old shopkeeper?"

It was Lao Chang Tou who spoke, as an old man who was mixed in the three sects and nine streams, he just glanced at the expression of the little monk Mingyuan, and naturally knew what to say next.

Bang!

The hot water teapot in the old shopkeeper's hand fell to the ground and shattered into porcelain pieces, splashing hot water, but the old shopkeeper didn't look at it.

"Elder Zhang, how is it possible that there are several second-generation elders of the Beggar Gang? Who can hurt this adult?"

The old shopkeeper looked shocked, and quickly returned to the wing, and after careful inspection, his face suddenly became serious.

Towards the name of the heroic 'Divine Ghost Feet' Zhang Bailian, he did not dare not save him when he was extinct, and the beggars helped the world, and his invisible influence was so huge that even the imperial court had to pay attention to it.

"Don't ask these questions about the old shopkeeper first, Elder Zhang is in danger, please open the net, let me wait to see Emperor Xiyue, the poison of the mandala flower can't be delayed!"

The old shopkeeper took a sharp breath of cold air, his face was flushed, and he bowed his head again and again: "No, no, the old man will contact the big housekeeper of the villa now, and strive for us to enter the Zhuangzi tonight." ”

At night, the sound of various night birds echoed in the night sky, some gloomy, and three carriages with the flag of the Evening Moon Villa drove quickly into the continuous mountains, startling a group of birds.

Xiyue Villa is not in the inner town of Lotus Leaf Town, but in a dense forest on the outskirts, it is very secret, if it is not for a familiar person to lead the way, once the fog rises, it is basically impossible to figure it out.

Just after the child, the little monk Mingyuan lifted the carriage curtain and saw Zhuangzi looming in a bamboo forest.

The gate of Zhuangzi is wide open, and two stone lions stand at the entrance of the marble-paved steps, which are quite majestic, and the faintly visible plaque of the Xiyue Mountain Villa reflects the golden light.

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