"The lights in the small city are just starting to stir, but the people in Jincheng have not stopped."

As the lights are on, Jincheng has not yet faded its prosperity. There are tall buildings with bright lights and wine. Diners gather along the streets along the streets.

A middle-aged man with a spring breeze on his face slowly walked into a tall building surrounded by the crowd. A plaque was hung on the high building with three gold-plated characters "Zinjiang Tower". As one of the highest-end restaurants in Jincheng, the cost of a meal here is just ordinary for ordinary families to spend several months, but the middle-aged man would not blink.

Just like his expression at this moment, his name is Zhang Chunfeng. He is the Tianguan of the Ministry of Personnel of Shu Kingdom, so he can sing and sing every night in this Zhengjiang Tower. After he finishes his leisure, he will go to the old beef noodle restaurant next to him. After eating a bowl of spicy and fragrant beef noodle, it will be enough to comfort many nights in his life.

But not everyone can be so comfortable and comfortable at night. On the wide street below the Zhengjiang Building, a boy was sweating profusely pushing a wheelbarrow. The car was filled with various vegetables and dry mixed bags, and his expression was a little anxious.

"It's faster, I'll be deducted if I'm late."

His steps accelerated unconsciously, and blue veins popped up in his hands. He rushed to the beef noodle restaurant. As soon as he said hello to the disappointed boss, the drum sounded at Chen Shi, and the boy's sweaty face was full of smiles, so he didn't have to be deducted money.

The boss muttered, "You guy is lucky." He directed the boy to move baskets of things to the kitchen. The guy in the shop looked coldly, and no one came to help him. The boy didn't care and moved these things in and put them in one go.

After shook his sore arms, the boss at the counter threw more than a dozen copper coins on the counter. The boy quickly picked them up one by one, but as he counted, he found that five were missing, "Boss, why are there five missing?"

The boss didn't raise his head, "Oh, there's no zero, let's do it like this, it's just the price of a bowl of noodles, and I'll let you eat it for free."

The guy in the hall covered his mouth and laughed secretly. The boy pursed his lips and looked at the boss, his chest undulating violently.

"What? Do you want to continue sending me?" The boss glanced at him with a squinted look.

That being said, the boss was reluctant to let the boy give it to him. The boy's dishes were collected from outside the city that day, but they were fresher and better than those sent by others before, so the business of the noodle restaurant became better.

He just wanted to be poor and dared not blame a boss like him.

"Thank you, boss." The boy nodded, turned around and walked out of the noodle shop amid the boss's sneer, took the wheelbarrow again, feeling the strangled shoulders, and showed sadness and anger.

In the fifteenth year of Yongding in the Daduan Dynasty, the new regime grew slowly. Except for the frequent fights with the northern grassland regime, Beiyuan, within the country, we should have a saying of peace and prosperity. The subjects all sighed that the Holy Emperor was above and the blessing of the country.

Emperor Yongding granted the kings to guard all directions. The only king of different surnames was King Qiao Zhou of Shu, and the capital of Shu was Jincheng.

The mountains are accompanied by the hiking clouds, the green water surrounds the spring flowers, the jade buildings and jade buildings, singing and dancing to peace, talented men and beautiful women, ten miles of peach blossoms, and the city of Jin has been prosperous since ancient times.

The prosperity is theirs, and the lonely, sad and angry boy walked from this prosperity to the shabby alley without street lights. With the faint moonlight, the boy carefully avoided the chicken and dog shit on the road. The wheelbarrow rolled on the dust, as silent as this shabby alley.

Luojia Lane is all living in dilapidated houses, so it is also nicknamed Luojia Lane, and the boy's home is deep in the alley.

He knocked on the door gently, and a cheerful footstep came from the inside. He opened the door bolt in a few seconds. The dim light poured out from the crack of the door on the road, illuminating the boy's face. The sweat beads on his face were not dry, and he was already smiling at the girl in the room.

"Suihe, are you hungry?"

The girl looks beautiful and looks a little two years younger than the boy. Under her simple coarse cloth clothes, her body has developed some graceful curves. When she sees the boy, her eyes have narrowed into crescent moons.

"Not hungry, Brother Luo, come in quickly."

The boy was so difficult that he turned into a bunch of sugar-roasted fruits from somewhere, "Are you not hungry? What should I do? I don't like to eat sweets."

"Ahhhh, I'm hungry, I'm hungry." The girl then realized and quickly took the sugar-oiled fruit handed from the boy. With a slight bite, a sweet smell filled the whole mouth. "Brother Luo, you are so good."

The boy pushed the wheelbarrow into the house and put it in place, and said to the girl, "Eat slowly, I'll go cook."

The boy's name is Yunluo, and the girl beside her is Suihe. Unlike the boy who has been an orphan since he can remember, the girl lived next door to the boy with her mother. Her mother has taken care of Yunluo a lot, and Yunluo also felt the warmth of maternal love that she had never enjoyed before in her mother.

Unfortunately, four years ago, her mother died in a fire. The boy who was still struggling to support herself and decided to shoulder the important task of taking care of her and rely on each other for his life.

You see, the unfortunate will always be unhappy, and the happy will become happier.

Zhang Chunfeng felt that the powder on the old Xianghao who came to Yuge Lane to drink with him today was even more fragrant, and his understanding eyes became more and more beautiful. He took her hand and walked into the inner room. Everyone seemed to have not seen each other during the meal.

Soon, Zhang Shangshu, who was in a more prosperous spring breeze, walked out of the inner room. After another cup of wine, he walked out of the Zhengjiang Tower surrounded by everyone. After parting with everyone, he took two followers into the beef noodle restaurant.

The boss personally polished the table and benches early and waited at the door, "Sir, please, please, I'll go downstairs now."

Zhang Shangshu, who had a red face, closed his eyelids slightly, walked to a table and sat down. The group of friends got up early to work, and stood there solemnly waiting for nothing.

The boss was proud. Just now, Lord Shangshu seemed to nodding at me. He quickly took out the freshest cabbage from the dish sent by the boy just now, and the scalding was moderately hard and placed in an exquisite porcelain bowl. He cooked three bowls of beef noodles with full ingredients, brought them to the table, and waved his hand to let the guys go away and waited respectfully by themselves.

In the hut, Yunluo also brought out two bowls of noodles, which were ordinary white vegetable noodles. Sprinkle some chopped green onions, drizzled a few drops of sesame oil, and then served some pickles. It also made a good taste. Suhehe ate it so hard that Yunluo also ate it slowly, thinking about it.

Zhang Shangshu took out a pair of chopsticks that had been washed with boiled water, and gently ate it on the table, and began to concentrate on eating noodles. The follower waved his hand and asked the annoying boss to go aside and eat it as well.

The boss who was driven aside didn't care. He often showed his face in front of Lord Shangshu. Will there be fewer benefits in the future? His son is lazy and stupid. If he can get along with Lord Shangshu, even if he just said something casually, he would be able to close his eyes in his life.

The boss was looking forward to a bright future, and his face was full of smiles. Suddenly, a scream came, "Sir! Sir! Call the doctor!"

The boss looked up and saw Lord Shangshu just covering his chest and tilted to the ground with a few noodles hanging on the corner of his mouth. He quickly ordered his friend to go out and call the doctor. He quickly came over. As soon as he stretched out his head, Lord Shangshu's neck tilted and there was no movement.

The boss shouted, "My son!" and fainted.

Yun Luo picked up the bowl, drank the last sip of soup, Sui He obediently put away the dishes and ran to wash the dishes.

Yunluo closed his eyes and recalled what happened today. He felt that there was nothing wrong with it. He checked the door bolt and then took a shower.

When he packed up and came to the bedroom, Suihe was already asleep on the bed.

The bedroom is simple and neat, with a row of cabinets standing beside the wall, two beds placed opposite each other, a curtain is separated in the middle, and a clothes hanger stands at the head of the bed.

The night became more and more intense, and people gradually fell asleep, enjoying ignorant happiness and waving away the fatigue of the day.

Blessed are those who fall asleep.

But at this moment, in the Zhenjianglou and beef noodle restaurant, they couldn't fall asleep, and they were in chaos.

The boss, the chef and the brothel girl who was drinking tonight, especially the old love that had been with Zhang Shangshu Chunfeng, were honestly taken care of, waiting for investigation and inquiry.

Everyone in the beef noodle restaurant was not so lucky and was tied up one by one.

The noodle shop owner and the clerk shouted loudly about the wrongdoer. The soldiers of the city patrol kicked the boss in the stomach impatiently and said viciously: "If you have an injustice, just tell Si Wencao's people!"

When the boss heard this, he was about to faint again. An officer and soldier poured a basin of cold water on his face, "Be honest and don't pretend to be crazy here."

A bowl of noodles ruins a bright future, and a basin of water destroys the hope for the rest of your life.

Si Wencao, the spy organization of the Daduan Dynasty, supervises all officials, and investigates all kinds of major cases. If Si Wencao comes to Si Wencao and think about it, at least he will have to peel off a layer of skin. Of course, more often, it has never appeared again.

The sky was pitch black.

Time flowed quietly, a ray of light broke through the sky, and the rooster crowed, awakening the city that had just fallen asleep.

Yun Luo opened his eyes silently, sat cross-legged on the bed and began to practice.

Sensing the vital energy of heaven and earth, guiding the vital energy into the body through the dantian, and then guiding the vital energy to temper the body with exercises is the first realm of practitioners, the body refining realm.

Practice the nine realms, refining the body, gathering qi, condensing the essence, divine will, understanding the mystery, knowing fate, asking the heavens, combining the Tao, and being immortal.

Yes, there are practitioners in this world who can use the energy of heaven and earth to do things that ordinary people cannot do at all. Therefore, becoming practitioners is the best way for the world to climb upward.

Four years ago, Yun Luo found a method of practicing cultivation, but four years later, he still couldn't successfully refine his body.

Could it be that there is a funnel in my dantian? As soon as this vital energy reaches the dantian, it will be like water leakage and disappear without a trace.

Shaking his head, Yun Luo was not discouraged. Years of hard life have cultivated his extremely tenacious heart.

Through the curtain, he shouted softly, and Sui He's confused voice came from the opposite side, "Why is it dawn? I feel like I'm just asleep."

Suihe has grown up, so Yunluo naturally needs to avoid suspicion and let her get up slowly.

He got up and washed up and prepared breakfast. Then Sui He rubbed his eyes and walked out of the bedroom.

She just picked a few handfuls of water and rubbed her face a few times. A pure and beautiful girl appeared in front of Yun Luo. This is what the ancient books say, "The lotus comes out of clear water, and it is naturally decorated."

Yun Luo likes to read books. Although he has no money to buy books, he often helps the shopkeepers in the opposite bookstore to do small things and is diligent and down-to-earth. After getting familiar with each other, the shopkeepers turn a blind eye to what he is reading in the shop.

It was in this book shop that Yun Luo read many miscellaneous books and lonely books, which allowed him to have extensive knowledge that ordinary people could not reach in such a difficult situation.

After eating the white porridge and pickles on the table in just a few seconds, Suihe was about to wash the dishes, and Yunluo was about to go out. The rhythmic knock of "tuk tuk tuk" sounded from the wooden door panel.

After a while, Yun Luo frowned and looked at the person in front of him. He was in his forties, his hair was messy, and the oil secreted from his face was slightly reflected in the sun. His forehead was bulging, his nose bridge collapsed, and his wide lips made every time he turned up and down, which made him look particularly eye-catching. "Little brother, you and your sister are the only ones in your family? How do you rely on to support your family?"

Yun Luo's eyes passed by this person, looking at the few followers behind him who were vaguely surrounding here, "Are you really Si Wencao's person?"

As a supervisory institution within the Daduan Dynasty, everyone knows the name of Si Wen Cao, but its shock is more important than that of officials, and people like Yunluo are not afraid of them.

But if some people who have witnessed it will know the terrible and greasy middle-aged man in front of him, because his name is Wei Hongyi, the commander of the branch of the Cao Shu Kingdom of Si Wen, and one of the most famous hunting dogs of Si Wen Cao, and many powerful people keep a distance from him.

Wei Hongyi grinned and took out the token from her arms again, and handed it to Yunluo directly, "Why did you appear in the beef noodle restaurant on the east side of the Zhengjiang Tower last night?"

Yun Luo looked at the token carefully, opened his eyes wide when he heard this, and said in confusion: "Can't you go to that noodle restaurant?"

On the wooden stool behind him, Sui He was staring blankly with his face holding his hands.

Wei Hongyi was not angry, and still had a greasy smile, "But that night, shortly after you left, the Minister of Personnel of Shu Kingdom died in that noodle restaurant."

Yun Luo whispered, and his voice was a little louder, "My sister and I usually make a living by helping others transport some fruits, vegetables, etc. The beef noodle restaurant is also our customer. I happened to send some vegetables that day. The boss gave me a few cents away and said he would pay for a bowl of beef noodles. When I talked about this, I was still angry. He paid me according to the market price of beef noodles. Do you think I lost?"

Wei Hongyi nodded, "I'm losing money, I'm losing a lot." His eyes skipped past the pile of wheelbarrows, shoulder poles, and baskets with vegetables hanging from the slags in the room, looked at the girl again, and reached out, "Okay, I'll disturb you."

Yunluo quickly handed over the token, "Is that over?"

Wei Hongyi smiled angrily and said, "Then go and have a good chat with me?"

Yunluo quickly waved goodbye, with a bright smile, Suihe also quickly stretched out a hand and waved it with Yunluo. Yunluo looked at her, rubbed her head, "Go and wash the dishes quickly."

Wei Hongyi turned around and a carriage parked next to her, and several followers followed.

As soon as he drove out a few steps, the middle-aged man ordered: "Let Liu He come up."

A man came out of his entourage and got into the carriage.

Wei Hongyi asked, "Why does Si Wen Cao have his file for a young man with such a clear background?"

Liu He said respectfully: "Because of the Prime Minister's Mansion."

Wei Hongyi's eyes suddenly burst out with her eyes, "Master of the Kingdom?"

Liu He's face was calm, "It's Lord Jiang. He accidentally discovered that the young man's sister was qualified to become a cultivator, so he followed the two of them to ask. The girl did not agree immediately and said she should think about it first."

The qualifications of a practitioner are reasonable, “What then?”

Liu He had a glimpse of his face, "Mr. Jiang didn't say anything, he said something abruptly, left a note and left, saying that if he wanted to go find him."

Wei Hongyi nodded, "It's true that Jiang Yan's temperament is the charm of Jiang Yan. This girl's qualifications are excellent."

Wei Hongyi closed her eyes and thought for a while, opened her eyes and asked, "Where is that boy?"

"Jiang Yan judged that he had no potential for cultivation."

"This boy doesn't have to worry about it."

Wei Hongyi ordered, closed her eyes again, and the carriage walked forward on its own, with crisp sounds of hooves and stable wheels, like this increasingly powerful dynasty.
Chapter completed!