On the flat Weibei Plain, wide avenues pass through neat fields.
The carriage moved slowly along the avenue, its wheels crushing the snow and making a faint sound.
At the front of this road is a small city of three and a half million people.
The fields on both sides of the road exude a rich vitality, and they are all extremely high-grade spiritual fields.
Yangshui Town, this town has a good reputation in Weibei County and even the whole of Qizhou.
Around Yangshui Town, there are 100,000 acres of high-grade spiritual fields, which produce a large number of valuable and precious crops every year.
With these hundreds of thousands of acres of spiritual land, the wealth of Yangshui Town is second to none in Weibei County.
Now the heavy snow covers the earth, and in the spiritual fields around Yangshui Town, there is still a kind of iron thorn that is not afraid of the cold, but can grow extremely quickly in the middle of winter with the help of cold quenching, and can become mature in early spring.
The dense iron thorns are like hemp stalks, straight and tenacious through the snow, and the iron thorns with no blades and no small branches At first glance, they are iron rods made of steel and pestle on the ground.
The mature iron thorn is one zhang and two feet long, and the baby's wrist is thick, extremely tough, extremely hard, and extremely elastic, which is a good material for forging rune arrows and even magic-grade arrows.
The Kunwu Dynasty has a special department stationed in Yangshui Town to purchase iron thorns produced in winter, and a high-grade iron thorn can be sold for a high price of one or two silver.
A few months ago, King Luo Guoluo was reincarnated outside the world, and King Luo was captured alive by Nangong Nandai, tortured and then committed suicide by secret methods.
But Nangong Nan and the others worked hard, after all, there were some clues.
After Nangong Nan withdrew from the Vinaya and was promoted to the rank of Wupin Deacon, the madmen of the Torture Palace's Bloody Hall took over to continue the investigation.
Fang Tianlin, the seven-rank inspector who forcibly requisitioned Yin Xue Ge, found some superb iron thorns that had not been recorded by the Kunwu Dynasty from the arsenal secretly set up by King Luo.
Those Iron Thorns were being refined by King Luo with some secret methods that did not belong to the Yuan 6 world, and they had been quenched with severe poison, making them into a great lethality secret treasure with extremely terrifying lethality, and could even pose a fatal threat to high-level qi refiners.
In the entire Kunwu Dynasty, only Yangshui Town produced iron thorns.
So Fang Tianlin didn't know how to do it, so he found Yin Xue Ge and his party, forced them to act as sentinels, and cooperated with them to find out the details of Yangshui Town.
According to Fang Tianlin's original intention, if there is a suspicion of collusion with evil demons and heresies in a mere Yangshui Town, it is not a big deal if hundreds of thousands of people in the entire town are slaughtered.
But he deliberately followed this line, digging deeper, and arresting more important suspects.
The clues they have found out are related to the reward of five million merit points in the torture hall, and Fang Tianlin must not be careless.
So the cart creaked forward, and Yin Xuege lay in the cart, squinting at Yangshui Town, which was getting closer and closer in front of him.
Yangshui Town does not have a city wall, but a moat with a width of more than ten zhang has been dug around the town.
There were seven or eight bridges across the moat, and on each bridge, there was a priest on duty under the leadership of a lawyer.
The four-wheeled carriage swayed onto the bridge, and a priest in a black and red official uniform greeted him, stretching out his hand to block the carriage's path.
"Who are you, where are you from, where are you going, and why are you passing through Yangshui Town?"
Riding a unicorn, Yin Feixu urged his mount to run forward a few quick steps, and condescendingly scolded the priest.
"My son-in-law was born in the Chen family in Queensland, how can you villains get out of the way if you villains can interrogate at will, don't make trouble for yourself."
The Chen family in Queensland, a four-grade family on the verge of Weinan County, Qizhou, has children in the clan, and most of them hold official positions in the Queensland government.
In Qizhou, Queensland, and Qianzhou, the three major states on the verge of four unique mountains, the Queensland Chen family is a well-known family.
The best thing is that the ancestral land of the Chen family in Queensland is hundreds of miles away from Weinan County, and the accents between the two places are exactly the same.
On the contrary, Weinan County and Weibei County, although they are only separated by a Weishui, there are subtle differences in accents between the two, and these differences in accents can be heard by anyone who is a native of Weibei County.
The mage froze for a moment, and he glanced at the mage who was huddled in the bridgehead booth.
Squatting in the sentry box, the lieutenant who warmed wine through a charcoal stove was a middle-aged man with gray hair.
He opened the window of the sentry box and waved impatiently to the priest.
"What is there to interrogate, the weather is freezing, and what other bad people can't be infested."
Glaring at Yin Feixu fiercely, the mage closed the window, and then scolded coldly in the sentry box.
"No matter what family you are, when you arrive in Yangshui Town, just be obedient, don't mess with right and wrong, otherwise this is the ground of Qizhou, and it is not easy for you Queensmen to talk here."
The priest got out of the way, his hands on his waist, his fingers intentionally or unintentionally bumping against the hilt of the saber, squinting at Yin Xue Ge and his group.
Yin Xue Ge pulled the car window and glanced lazily at the legal officer, and the luxurious style of a son of a family was immediately put out.
"It's cold, and it's not easy to stay here.
Tipping" Sitting in the driver's seat, Yin Feifei, who was about to break the wheels, responded with a loud voice, grabbed it into his sleeve, took out a few pieces of gold cakes, and threw them at the feet of the priest with disdain.
The heavy gold cake was sunk into the snow, and the two colors of snow and gold were contrasting and particularly dazzling.
Miao Tianjie, who was also riding on a unicorn and was blown by the cold wind, shrunk his neck and shouted impatiently.
"Young master, let's hurry in.
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This cold wind blows, and the soul is about to fly. ” "Hurry up and find a warm place, find a few good ladies to sing a little song, and drink two glasses of hot wine."
Yin Xue Ge yawned and answered lightly.
The four-wheeled carriage creaked, and surrounded by the four people riding the mount, slowly walked across the bridge and drove into Yangshui Town.
The priest standing on the bridge crouched down and grabbed a few pieces of gold cake.
Each piece of gold bread weighed ten taels, and the total was a reward of fifty taels of gold.
But it is not the weight of the gold that the priest pays attention to, but the side of the gold cake, a few clear small characters in the seal and the number on it.
Queensland Chen, a certain year, a month, a certain day secret collection of gold This line of small characters is very clear, indicating that this is the treasury gold of the Chen family in Queensland, and it is the first piece of the same batch to be cast on a certain day, a certain year, a certain month, and a certain day.
The priest picked up the golden cake, walked quickly into the sentry box, and placed the golden cake in front of the mage.
The mage, who was originally lazy and unwilling to provoke right and wrong, had eyes like an eagle, grabbed the golden cake and looked at it carefully for a while, and with a slight force of his five fingers, the golden cake suddenly turned red, and then turned into a puddle of golden water dripping on his fingers.
The gold water is pure and free of the slightest impurities.
The mage nodded slowly and snorted coldly.
"The purity is extremely high, it is indeed the treasure trove of those wealthy families, not the props that the people have privately cast to deceive people."
"Tell me inside, tomorrow is the New Year's Day, the children of the Chen family in Queensland, what are you doing in our Yangshui Town" The next day is the New Year's Festival, which is an important day for all living beings in the Yuan 6 world to worship their ancestors and worship the ancient saints, and it is also a good day to say goodbye to the old and welcome the new year.
Yangshui Town, like other places, is busy with smiling faces and joy.
Unlike other towns in the Kunwu Dynasty, Yangshui Town is extremely rich because of its special Lingtian, so their smiles are brighter.
They slaughtered cattle and sheep in their yards, prepared pigs' heads of all kinds, and prepared sacrifices for the next day.
The customs of the Kunwu dynasty were different from those of other regions of the Yuan 6 world, and other dynasties were different.
It is bordering on the western frontier and is somewhat tainted with the taste of some wild land.
On the street, there are groups of people wearing colorful masks, breathing fire, playing with flying knives, and jumping fire circles, attracting countless children to chase after them to watch the excitement.
The air was filled with the fragrance of fried sugar cakes and pastries from various houses, and the billowing oil smoke rose up, turning into a rich mist covering the entire Yangshui Town.
There were many pedestrians on the street, and most of them were children running and playing, and the carriage of Yin Xue Ge inevitably slowed down.
They slowly moved forward with the crowd, looking curiously at the street scene on the road.
The shops on both sides of the street, as early as the day of the first day, have sealed the account books, put a year's salary dividends, and all the shopkeepers and juniors have returned to their homes to prepare for the New Year.
Therefore, the ordinary shops on both sides of the road have been closed, and they are very deserted.
Only restaurants and green houses, as well as officially licensed gambling houses, this one-stop service industry of eating, drinking, prostitution and gambling, is still thriving.
Yin Xuege simply walked out of the carriage and stood beside Yin Feifei, who was driving, looking around curiously.
The New Year's Festival in Yangshui Town, compared with the New Year's Festival in the ancient city of Weinan, seems to be more lively and prosperous.
But there is an unsettling atmosphere mixed with this excitement.
I don't know if it was influenced by Fang Tianlin and those people in Lixuetang, or if this town was really wrong, Yin Xue Ge always felt that under the veil of prosperity and liveliness in Yangshui Town, there were some eerie and sneaky terrible things.
These things are mixed in the crowd, hidden in those lively restaurants, green buildings, inns, gambling houses, in the faces of the old people, children, young people, and young women who are constantly passing by, and under their bright smiles, there seem to be some invisible things.
There is sunshine in the sky, but this sunlight can't bring any warmth to Yin Xuege.
The snow on the streets was swept away, and there was not a single powder to be seen.
But Yin Xue Ge always felt that he was standing naked in the snow, his whole body was cold, his bone marrow was so cold that he was in severe pain, and even his soul was shivering.
Bai Yuzi poked an eye out of Yin Xue Ge's sleeve, and he clicked his mouth, looking at the men, women, and children on the road.
"Grandpa, how do you feel cold?"
"It's like lying on a cutting board, someone is about to cut grandpa me with a kitchen knife" rs s “”: