Heavenly Master, I have a different world

To open a mine, explosives are needed.

However, due to policy reasons, it has become increasingly difficult to approve explosives in recent years, and static blasting and gas blasting methods have begun to be used instead.

Especially high explosives are rare.

Fangzheng used the kiln entrance to mine some of it and spent a lot of effort on it. He even asked Councilor Zhao to give special instructions because the quantity was too large.

This ignites.

The entire Fang Mansion was surrounded by the destructive power of the explosives.

core zone,

Evaporate instantly!

The billowing smoke and dust poured out hundreds of meters away, the strong wind swept across, and the deafening roar made people temporarily deaf and unable to hear.

Martial arts masters are also human beings with mortal bodies.

Fangzheng understands this deeply.

The body of a blood-changing warrior is comparable to that of a ferocious beast, far superior to that of an ordinary person, but he can still be knocked down with one shot. Even a third-blood warrior cannot stop the gun.

The martial artist is stronger.

But you can't ignore firearms.

Facing powerful high explosives, there is also no possibility of survival.

After Song Kewang's death, the Anxi army was leaderless, and the demons were rampant in the city, so no one could care about them.

Just take the opportunity to leave.

"pity……"

Looking at the Fang Mansion with flames soaring into the sky, and letting the strong wind blow his long hair, Fang Zheng narrowed his eyes slightly and shook his head gently:

"I left in such a hurry that I couldn't bring out many good things. Things worth thousands of taels of silver...were completely gone."

"Huh?"

Turning around, he expressed surprise and confusion, and his face was filled with bitterness.

So unlucky?

"Come down!"

But just as he was immersed in the power of the explosion, a group of Anxi Army soldiers came from nowhere and surrounded the Fangfu convoy. One of them pointed a gun at him:

"Come down quickly!"

"Da da……"

Ming Qianhu rode his horse slowly and stopped in front of Kong Baihu and others. His eyes were cold under the mask:

"Where are you going?"

"..." Kong Baihu's face turned pale, half because he was seriously injured, and half because of fear in his heart. His knees softened and he fell to the ground.

"Sir, spare my life!"

?

Fang Zheng's mouth twitched.

If you're not afraid of opponents who are like gods, you're afraid of teammates who are like pigs. You won't attack yourself before others ask, and then you can only stretch your neck and wait for death.

"Spare your life?"

Ming Qianhu tilted his head and his eyes flashed:

"The place where General Song went seems to be where you came from. There is something abnormal there now. Could it be related to you?"

"No!"

Kong Baihu was not stupid after all. He was just flustered and speechless for a moment. Then he came back to his senses and said hurriedly:

"It was our humble duty to take care of Young Master Song that we failed to do our job, and the Fang Mansion was suddenly attacked by a demon. Although we fought hard, we were unable to do anything, and Young Master Song unfortunately died tragically at the hands of the demon."

"Yeah?"

Ming Qianhu was noncommittal and glanced at the people in the field. They were all covered in injuries, including women and babies. The coldness in his eyes faded slightly.

Something happened to Mr. Song, and it made sense for General Song to sense it and come in a hurry.

but……

What happened just now?

Could it be that these people were planning to escape because of poor protection and knowing that they would not be able to escape punishment?

With his thoughts turning, he spoke slowly:

"Go back with me."

"This..." Kong Baihu looked up and immediately said:

"yes."

"Founder."

"exist."

Fang Zheng cupped his fists and raised his hands:

"I have met Mr. Qianhu."

"The place where the accident happened was your house, you..." Ming Qianhu's eyes suddenly turned suspicious when he looked at Fang Zheng in the middle of his words.

As if thinking of something, he nodded slightly:

"Let's go back first."

"yes."

Fangzheng responded. At the same time, the lines on his wrists lit up, and he had already planned to make a big change and escape back to modern society if he noticed something was wrong.

…………

The turmoil in Fang Mansion was so violent that half of Gu'an County was shaken by it, and for a while, earthquake cries were heard.

There were also several figures, swooping towards the core of the explosion from everywhere to check the situation.

"what happened?"

Linghu An, the head of the Linghu family who had been silent for a long time, also appeared near the Fang Mansion. He frowned and looked at the martial arts guard Gong Xiong beside Master Yan:

"Did this set off the explosive depot?"

"Explosives depot..." Gong Xiong shook his head:

"It's not that powerful."

He knew very well that the explosives depot in Gu'an County had been emptied before Master Yan arrived, and anyone who kept mice in it would be looked down upon.

and……

Although the imperial court also had explosives, their power was far from satisfactory. There had never been any explosives that could cover several acres of land in one fell swoop.

unless……

Spell!

But no one has ever seen such a powerful spell.

have,

It will only appear in the hands of the legendary real person.

…………

"There is no mana fluctuation." Chen Jiuniang from Wanbao Pavilion appeared on the roof, the sword trembling behind her back, her beautiful eyes solemn:

"How did you do it if you're not a mage or a real person?"

These methods are extremely terrifying.

It’s incredible!

"Um?"

The agile sword heart made her beautiful eyes flash, and her heart suddenly felt a warning sign.

Danger!

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"General!"

The commander ordered the soldiers to rush to the ruins of Fang Mansion first. The scene in front of them made the leader of the soldiers change his face drastically, and he roared and rushed forward.

"General!"

After the explosion, all the houses with cornices and blue bricks and green tiles disappeared, and even the high courtyard walls collapsed.

inside of,

Only ruins remained.

Not to mention the human figures, even the corpses were gone.

"Click..."

In the middle of the ruins, the soil trembled slightly, and the slight sound made the soldiers turn their heads and look surprised:

"General?"

"Peng!"

The soil exploded, and a figure jumped up from it.

The figure fell heavily to the ground, his bloody body holding a sword and pestle in one hand, and the invisible blood-colored aura wrapped him tightly.

"General!"

The familiar figure made the soldier leader ecstatic:

"Are you okay..."

"puff!"

The sword light flashed, and the figure suddenly appeared behind the leader of the soldiers. The sword in his hand penetrated the soldier's heart, and the blood-stained blade shone with a strange luster.

Blood Shadow killed the leader of the soldiers with one sword, then slowly turned his head and looked at the other soldiers in the field, with bloodthirsty madness in his scarlet eyes.

Watered with blood, the aura on his body seemed to have changed in some way.

"what happened?"

"General, it's us!"

"Something's wrong!"

The eyes of the soldiers flickered, and they subconsciously retreated. At the same time, they shouted in low voices, trying to wake up Song Kewang, who was a little abnormal in front of them.

"Zheng!"

The blood sword groaned softly, and the murderous intention suddenly appeared.

Song Kewang seemed unable to hear their shouts and rushed towards them with his sword.

"not good!"

"Quickly retreat!"

"..."

The soldier's complexion changed drastically and he retreated hastily.

No matter what,

Although they were fast, they couldn't move faster than the attacking blood shadow.

"Uh-huh!"

"puff!"

The bloody long sword spanned the void, leaping across several feet of ground. The sharp blade easily tore through armor and cut flesh.

The blood-changing warrior has no power to fight back in front of him.

In just a few breaths, a group of soldiers were almost killed by him.

"drive!"

At this moment, a strong horse rushed over. The knight on the horse was holding a giant sword, and the man and horse collided hard against the blood shadow.

Extreme speed and terrifying power are all concentrated on the tip of the sword.

"Peng!"

Two swords clash.

The blood shadow grunted and retreated several feet, and the blood sword in its hand screamed mournfully. The phoenix blood horse under Ming Qianhu's crotch also raised its front hooves and neighed.

"General Song?"

Ming Qianhu held the reins to steady the Phoenix Blood Horse, and looked at him in surprise:

"What's wrong with you?"

Song Kewang?

Although the flesh and blood were blurry, it was indeed Song Kewang.

rear.

Fang Zheng in the crowd had his eyebrows twitching wildly, with a look of surprise on his face.

In the situation just now, when he was at the core of the explosion, even the hard rocks would be vaporized on the spot. Song Kewang was not dead?

But something is wrong with his current situation.

…………

"Backlash!"

Looking at the figure below, Chen Jiuniang narrowed her eyes slightly:

"The Qianqiu Sword is indeed a demon sword. Even if it wasn't before, it has become a bloodthirsty demon sword after the White Lotus Sect's blood sacrifice."

"It should be that the explosion just now caused Song Kewang to be severely injured and even lost consciousness, so his body was taken away by the Qianqiu Demon Sword."

"Well……"

"Song Kewang no longer exists!"

"Now, there is only a bloodthirsty monster and puppet controlled by the magic sword. It has no humanity and will not stop."

…………

"kill!"

"I want blood!"

"I want...blood!"

Song Kewang raised his head, and his eyes suddenly had no eyelids. His scarlet eyes were full of bloodlust and madness, and he ducked towards the Anxi Army.

Although he lost consciousness, his instinct drove him to avoid Ming Qianhu and rush towards the weaker opponent.

"careful!"

"General Song, what do you want to do?"

"Get out of the way!"

All the soldiers were in panic, some retreated subconsciously, some wanted to wake up the other party, and some were at a loss and didn't know what to do.

For a while.

There was chaos.

But the possessed Song Kewang would not hold back. He turned into blood and disappeared into the crowd. The bloody sword in his hand was like a sickle harvesting lives.

"puff!"

"Puff puff!"

The broken limbs and broken arms were flying everywhere, and the blood was flowing wildly, making Song Kewang's figure even more terrifying.

"spread!"

Ming Qianhu roared loudly and rushed towards Song Kewang with his horse and sword. The huge sword carried the strong hunting wind and slashed hard at Song Kewang's back.

"when……"

The two swords collided again.

This time,

Song Kewang just took a few steps back, while the Phoenix Blood Horse looked up to the sky and screamed in sorrow, with blood overflowing from the corner of its mouth, and the horse's body trembled slightly.

"Stop him!"

Two figures fell from a high place, Linghu An's face was gloomy, and his dark sword energy went straight towards Song Kewang.

"He has become a puppet of the weapon in his hand. He only knows how to kill people. The more he kills, the stronger it will become until no one can control it!"

"By then..."

“Gu’an County is finished too!”

"Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding..."

The sword blades collided, and sword energy flew everywhere.

Linghu An, who was in the Great Zhoutian realm, was at a disadvantage when facing Song Kewang, who only had instincts left.

"Roar!"

Gong Xiong slashed with his sword.

Tiger Roaring Knife!

It is said that this sword came from a certain martial arts master. When the sword is drawn, it is as powerful as a tiger, and the wind of the sword is like a tiger's roar, which has the ability to frighten the mind.

When used in Gong Xiong's hands, Zhang Xu Kaiwai could kill people with just the force of the sword.

At this moment, the tiger's roar came, landing firmly on Song Kewang's back, cutting through the skin and flesh, slashing into the bones, and the huge force exploded.

"Peng!"

Song Kewang was knocked several feet away and fell heavily to the ground.

Gong Xiong's face turned pale, his eyes showed more fear than joy, and he said urgently:

"Wuluo's true body, he has Gang Jin body protection on his body, even if he only has instincts left, he is not so easy to kill when provoked!"

"It's not easy to kill, but you have to kill." Chen Jiuniang fell from the sky, and the sword energy enveloped her:

"If it doesn't die, we will die!"

"drive!"

Ming Qianhu stabilized his phoenix-blooded horse and charged at him again with his sword.

Several people collided again, and the blood shadow suddenly stagnated.

"Peng!"

"boom……"

The energy surged and the smoke filled the air.

The few people present are not only martial arts masters, but also the best among martial arts masters.

Needless to say, Linghu An is the number one master in Gu'an County, Da Zhou Tianxiu is a martial artist, and his black water swordsmanship is renowned in all directions.

Ming Qianhu's dismounting was mediocre, but his strength skyrocketed when he mounted, even more explosive than Linghu An.

Although Gong Xiong and Chen Jiuniang are young martial arts masters from Zhou Tian, ​​they each have their own tricks, so they go all out to deal with Song Kewang, who only has his instincts.

…………

"Walk!"

Fang Zheng greeted everyone and retreated towards the back.

Taking advantage of them to fight and have no energy to pay attention to them is a good opportunity to escape.

"Master Fang."

The familiar voice made Fang Zheng stop and look sideways at the hurried figure.

"Daozhang Zhang!"

"It's me." Zhang Mingrui nodded hurriedly, with a solemn expression on his face:

"Quickly, protect me, and we will work together to get rid of that evil spirit!"

?

Fangzheng was speechless:

"Taoist Priest, it's not that I look down on you. Song Kewang seems to be a master of the third level of martial arts without leaking his true body. Are you just going to die?"

"I will die...even if I die." Zhang Mingrui smiled bitterly:

"He has become a demon. Once he escapes from trouble, he will definitely cause endless evil. If he breaks through the martial arts and becomes a master, I'm afraid Gu'an County will no longer exist!"

"Huh?" Fangzheng looked suspicious:

"So exaggerated?"

"That's it." Zhang Mingrui sighed:

"Otherwise, with the character of the Linghu family head, why would he join forces with others? Others also knew about this, so they took action in unison."

"This matter is related to everyone's lives, escape..."

"There's no escape!"

Fang Zheng turned around, his eyes changed.

…………

"die!"

Gong Xiong's sword was fierce and focused on advancing without retreating. Accompanied by a tiger's roar, lightning struck out.

The other three people each took action.

They are all martial arts masters, and their timing is even better. Although it is their first time to join forces, some of them have never seen each other before.

But within a few breaths, there was a tacit understanding.

The battle circle was compressed and they already had the upper hand.

"Ah……"

Seeing that the victory was in hand, Song Kewang was forced into a corner by several people and had no way to retreat. His voice was lonely and sad, which made people feel sad.

not good!

Ming Qianhu, who was most familiar with Song Kewang, was the first to notice something was wrong.

Jiu Bei Sword Technique!

Even though Song Kewang only had his instincts left, this swordsmanship was practiced to the core, and even... became part of his instincts.

This was a desperate situation, and he actually regained control over it.

The sword intent burst out.

Ming Qianhu advanced instead of retreating. He shouted and urged his horse forward. The man and horse combined into a strong wind and collided with the blood sword first.

at the same time.

Others reacted differently.

Gong Xiong's eyes showed fear, and he obviously wanted to retreat, but was forced by the indomitable intent of the Tiger Roaring Saber to roar and slash with the sword.

Chen Jiuniang and Linghu An hesitated slightly, wanting to avoid the edge temporarily, but they soon realized that doing so would only put themselves in a desperate situation.

Only by joining forces can we suppress each other.

Then he took action again.

But that's all.

It was enough for Song Kewang.

The encirclement of the four people has already begun to show flaws.

"Zheng!"

The sword, like a blood lotus, bloomed in the air and collided with the four people wildly. Countless sparks burst out at the extreme speed, causing several people to vomit blood and retreat.

Song Kewang also felt uncomfortable and was severely knocked out.

"Peng!"

He knocked down a wall and struggled to get up. Seeing that the four people were injured slightly or seriously, and unable to stop them in a short period of time, he couldn't help but grin wildly.

Then he dodged and pounced on the crowd.

Now he is seriously injured and his strength is less than 30%, but he is more than enough to deal with ordinary soldiers, as long as he can kill people and get blood.

Then his strength can be restored quickly.

even,

Become stronger!

In ruins.

Chen Jiuniang, who was the least injured, propped herself up. Seeing Song Kewang rushing towards the crowd, she couldn't help but look desperate and her heart twitched inwards.

It’s over!

at this time.

The Taoist's voice sounded full of righteousness.

"Anyone who rebels against me will die, if you dare to take the risk! Stick your sword into the underworld and return my true sun!"

"Hurry as the law dictates!"

Zhang Mingrui held the magic sword in his hand, suddenly thrust the magic sword into the ground, chanted a spell to activate a magic talisman, and rushed straight towards Song Kewang.

"Uh-huh!"

The spiritual talisman turned into light and hit Song Kewang's body, and the true Yang energy exploded. When it came into contact with the blood and light on his body, they mutually restrained each other and melted away quickly.

"The sun rises in the east, with great light. Five soldiers hold the court, and they are my Vajra!"

"The true sun is the blade, and the evil will be dispersed."

"Hurry as the law dictates!"

Pure Yang sword energy burst out, slashing at the opponent one after another, making Song Kewang scream in pain, and the forward momentum slowed down again and again.

"drink!"

All the soldiers immediately formed a battle formation, shouted in unison, their evil auras were concentrated as one, and swords, spears, swords and halberds came out with equally terrifying power.

They do not seek to kill the enemy, forming a formation to protect themselves is not a problem.

"Peng!"

The ground trembled, and Song Kewang's blood turned back and rushed out, abandoning the hard-core soldiers and rushing toward the outside.

direction.

It is the simple altar where Zhang Mingrui lives.

As it charged forward, it kept roaring, obviously angry at those who ruined its good deeds.

No one has arrived yet.

The bloody sword energy shot out first.

"The glorious Yangyang, the sun rises in the east, I pray a curse today to sweep away all the bad luck. Those who encounter the curse will be destroyed. Those who encounter the curse will perish. The heavenly master will protect my side, kill evil spirits and eliminate evil spirits, and my body will be filled with spiritual light."

"I obey the Supreme Lord to be as urgent as the law!"

Heavenly Master’s Protective Spell!

After being protected by the spell, Zhang Mingrui opened his eyes wide and shouted loudly. The magic sword in front of him suddenly trembled and bounced up on its own to face the incoming person.

Swordsmanship!

These spells are very powerful, but only a warlock without magic power can cast them.

Even if you use the power of altars and spiritual talismans, you may consume a lot of energy and blood, and even... you may lose your longevity before you can drive one or two.

The magic sword flashed in the air and collided with the blood sword. The true meaning of Chunyang cultivated in Chunyang Palace burst out, but it could barely stop the incoming person.

at this time.

A wisp of black smoke shot out from downwind and lightly hit Song Kewang.

"Peng!"

It's obviously not very powerful.

Song Kewang seemed to have been severely injured. His eyes were wide open and he was vomiting blood. His whole body was knocked into the ruins by black smoke.

For a moment, he couldn't move.

"good!"

Zhang Mingrui opened his eyes, shouted loudly, and at the same time thrust out the magic sword.

Sword Controlling Technique - Sanyang Kaitai!

The sword light was strong, like the scorching sun falling to the ground, and penetrated into Song Kewang's body fiercely.

Fang Zheng also ducked and approached.

Seeing that Song Kewang was hit by the sword, he still wanted to struggle, so he suddenly urged the five ghosts, and the five resentful spirits screamed and grabbed its limbs and head.

At the same time, he held the pile of despair and smashed it down.

With his level of cultivation and refining, the Royal Envoy Luo Po Stake was too difficult to deal with the enemy, and it was actually more convenient to hold it in his hand.

"Peng!"

This blow landed on the body once again, and the strange power contained in the Downfall Stump surged out, causing Song Kewang's body to tremble and his mouth to open wide.

Fang Zheng's eyes moved, he took out the pistol from his waist, put the barrel into the opponent's mouth, and pulled the trigger hard.

"boom!"

"Bang bang!"

All the remaining bullets were released.

Brains explode.

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On the long street, there are few pedestrians and it is lonely.

Huge Gu'an County.

After months of turmoil, it now looks like a deserted city. Everywhere you pass is dead and only overgrown with weeds.

"Unexpectedly..."

Ming Qianhu was riding on horseback, shaking his head and sighing:

"General Song died like this."

"grown ups."

Fang Zheng opened his mouth:

"What will happen next?"

"This matter is not urgent, we still need to discuss it." Ming Qianhu looked back, glanced at the downfall pile, his eyes flickered under the mask, and asked:

"Where did you get that magic weapon in your hand?"

"Hmm..." Fang Zheng touched his chin:

"Picked it up."

"Picked it up?" Ming Qianhu thought thoughtfully, and then smiled casually for a long time:

"Good pick, good pick."

"But this magical weapon is also weird. You must be careful if you refine it. You have also seen the end of General Song's refining Qianqiu Demon Sword."

"yes."

Fang Zheng nodded, feeling a sense of fear in his heart.

He didn't realize until now how dangerous his behavior of refining the Luo Luo Zhuang was, but luckily he avoided the disaster.

"General Song is not only the deputy commander of the Anxi Army, but also the mainstay of the Song family, so he cannot die in our hands."

Ming Qianhu looked up at the sky and said in a long voice:

"Even if he goes crazy, it won't work."

"Besides, he is an official of the imperial court, and he cannot bear the reputation of killing people. The Song family will not allow it, and the imperial court will not allow it."

"General Song died for suppressing the rebellion!"

Founder is clear.

It seems that Song Kewang's background is very deep, which made Ming Qianhu and others afraid of retaliation, so they decided to conceal the truth of the matter.

At least,

It's also pretty round on the surface.

"The evil cult of White Lotus colluded with the Ren family and caused trouble in Gu'an County. They even set a trap with Young Master Song. General Song loved his son so much that he unfortunately fell into the trap and died."

"Fortunately!"

"In accordance with the general's instructions, we have annihilated the evil cult in Gu'an County and killed the Ren family rebels in one fell swoop. We have lived up to the general's last wish."

"Ahem..."

Ming Qianhu covered his chest and coughed lightly, his breath also weakened.

"grown ups."

Fang Zheng looked up:

"How are you?"

"It's acceptable." Ming Qianhu propped himself up on the horse, shook his head slightly, and said with some guidance:

"I was attacked by gangsters before and suffered some injuries. Now my old injuries just recurred. Fortunately, I got the help of a kind person and I managed to escape."

"Yeah."

Fang’s face remains unchanged:

"Adults and auspicious people have their own destiny."

"Ha..." Ming Qianhu looked back and said slowly:

"Good people should be rewarded. Ming firmly believes this. Mr. Fang should be rewarded for helping to kill the demon."

"I don't dare." Fang Zheng said hurriedly:

"Fang is satisfied if he can live a stable life."

"So..." Ming Qianhu lowered his head and asked:

"Have you ever thought about joining the army?"

Um?

Fang Zheng raised his head, met the other person's burning gaze, and then slowly shook his head:

"Fang is used to his current life and has no plans to join the army."

"Yeah."

Ming Qianhu raised his head and sighed with emotion:

"That's a shame."

…………

After bidding farewell to Ming Qianhu, Fang Zheng walked into the West Market. This time, Song Ke was expected to be surrounded and killed by everyone, and no one thought about the naturally stupid Young Master Song.

Fang Zheng and others managed to escape.

Wanbao Pavilion.

"Ahem..."

Chen Jiuniang covered her mouth and coughed lightly, wrapped herself in a thick blanket and lay on a soft chair. She squinted at Fang Zheng, who was walking slowly, and nodded:

"Unexpectedly, Young Master Fang is actually proficient in magic?"

"Can't be called that." Fang Zheng shook his head:

"I just know a little bit about it."

"Young Master Fang is too modest." Chen Jiuniang chuckled:

"You are young, and even though you are a third-blood warrior and a high-level warlock, you are still an outstanding figure in Zhaonan Mansion. It is unfair for you to live in a county."

"Jiu Niang was joking."

"I'm not kidding."

Chen Jiuniang covered her mouth again and coughed lightly. The color on her face changed from blue to white. It was obvious that she was seriously injured. After she stabilized her breath, she said:

"Master Fang, are you willing to go to Zhaonan Mansion?"

"Fang Ci's business, Wanbao Pavilion, can help a little bit, and the Chen family, a spiritual practice school, is also willing to help. Speaking of which, some of my sisters are still waiting to be married..."

She has a good-natured voice and tries to recruit.

"Fang Mou accepted Jiuniang's kindness." Fang Zheng handed over his hand:

"But I have no plans to leave Gu'an County yet. If I want to go to Zhaonan Mansion in the future, I will definitely visit Jiuniang Mansion."

"Well..." Chen Jiuniang pursed her lips and said:

"That's fine."

"The Chen family is not at peace now. It may not be a good thing to involve Young Master Fang rashly. Gu'an County should be in good repair after the chaos, and it is safe to stay here."

"but……"

Her voice condensed and she said:

"Young Master Fang has achieved great success in both law and martial arts. It shows that he has great talent. If he can specialize in one area, he may have become a certified martial artist."

"Cultivation of both law and martial arts is not Dharma after all."

"Just take part in both studies!"

"Yes." Fang Zheng nodded:

"Fang is taught."

It is normal for warlocks to also practice martial arts, and for warriors to know spells. Zhang Mingrui, for example, is a warrior who has changed his skills.

But they are all part-time studies.

You will not focus on two directions, which will distract your energy. In the short term, the two may complement each other, but over time they will become a drag.

"Pop!"

Chen Jiuniang tapped her palms.

A man came over holding a brocade box in his hand.

"clatter……"

The brocade box was opened, revealing several things inside.

"I'm very happy to have met Mr. Fang. Being with you is like an old friend. It's a pity that I can't stay here for long."

"A small gift is not a sign of respect."

"You're welcome, Miss Chen." Fang Zheng frowned and subconsciously wanted to refuse, but with the other party's insistence, he finally nodded and accepted.

Although Jiuniang is a woman, she is very heroic.

There is a bottle of body-building pill in the brocade box. This pill has a certain effect on martial artists, and it is a great tonic for martial artists.

There are also two secret books.

pity,

There is no such method as Five Thunder Hands.

This is also normal.

Five Thunder Hands is an excellent martial skill that can only be cultivated after cultivating true energy. It is useless to a third-blood warrior, and Jiuniang may not be willing to part with such a precious weapon.

at last.

It's a token.

"Master Fang's family is rich. Although the Fang Mansion is no longer there, he will probably be short of silver in the future. There will be an auction in a while."

"I want to go to Huifucheng, but I can't get there."

Chen Jiuniang said:

"If Mr. Fang is interested, you can go take a look and just hold this token. However, if you are not sure, remember not to make a move blindly."

"People's hearts are sinister and must be guarded against."

"yes."

Founder should be.

…………

Anxi Trading Company.

Different from the past, the atmosphere in the trading house has been a bit weird recently, perhaps because General Song's death has affected the inside of the trading company.

"Master Fang."

The shopkeeper entertained me attentively and with a smile on his face, which was in sharp contrast to his previous alienation and indifference.

"Sit, sit."

"What do you want?"

"You're welcome, shopkeeper." Fang Zheng handed over his hand:

"I heard that the price of Sun's Fuguangjin formula has been reduced?"

"Yes." The shopkeeper smiled bitterly:

"Business is hard to do, and the market has changed, so we have to reduce prices. Mr. Fang, buying now is a great opportunity to buy at the bottom."

Most of the trading houses here are Song Kewang's way. Now that Song Kewang is dead, there will definitely be adjustments within the trading houses and many people will be kicked out.

There will be others coming in as well.

No one knows if he is one of the people driven away.

Changes are coming.

Naturally, you can get as much as you can.

"correct."

The shopkeeper's eyes moved and he whispered:

"In addition to the Floating Light Brocade, I also have a formula for Liuyun Sha, which is no less exquisite than the Sun Family's Floating Light Brocade, and is equally cheap to process."

"oh!"

Sit up straight:

"Price……"

"Well..." The shopkeeper pursed his lips and said:

"Two things, just pay the price of the original thing!"

Fang Zheng smiled and nodded slowly:

"make a deal!"

…………

"Luo Captou!"

"Qi Dianli!"

"Shopkeeper Tian..."

In the backyard of the Yamen, Fang Zheng, who was wearing a robe, cupped his fists and raised his hands, greeted a group of people warmly, and everyone returned the greetings, creating a peaceful atmosphere.

today.

The wealthy families in the city gathered together.

certainly,

They are the rich people who survived.

"Everyone."

Mr. Han from the household stepped onto the temporary high platform, raised his hands high, and pressed down gently:

"Please be quiet."

Everyone stopped talking and looked towards the stage.

"This year has been a disaster year. There has been severe drought, heavy snow, and turmoil against thieves and monsters." When the scene completely quieted down, Mr. Han said:

"Fortunately."

"With Mr. Yan in charge of the county government, the county is fine and the people are fine."

?

Fang Zheng was speechless.

Everyone in the audience praised him repeatedly, saying that the county magistrate's methods and effective governance allowed the people to survive this disaster year.

certainly.

Only ghosts know whether you believe these words or not.

"It should be clear why you are here today." Mr. Han gently stroked his beard and said:

"The Ren family has colluded with the White Lotus Sect and has been executed. All the acres under their names have been returned to the county government. More than ten wealthy households have also suffered the same misfortune. Their properties and homes are now under the name of the county government. Your Excellency is thinking about how to deal with it, so It’s going to be auctioned here.”

He took a book, opened it all night, and said:

"A total of more than 4,000 acres of fertile land, more than 20 houses, nearly 10,000 acres of mountainous land, forest land, and inferior land, and more than a thousand tenants and slaves..."

"Some pearls, jade, gems, calligraphy and paintings..."

“The highest bidder gets it!”

Everyone in the field was breathing heavily, and their eyes showed eagerness.

Mr. Han smiled with satisfaction and said:

"Let's go to the Zhang family's old house first."

"Master Fang." At this time, a person came to Fang Zheng and whispered:

"Master Yan invites you."

"oh!"

Fang Zheng's eyes moved slightly and he followed the other party to the side room of the county government office.

There are several people here.

In addition to the county magistrate Mr. Yan, there is also Linghu An, the head of the Linghu family, a Taoist with a white beard, and Wang Xingtian, the head of the Wang family.

"Master Fang."

Master Yan nodded:

"Please take a seat."

"Thank you, sir." Fang Zheng held his hands and was led to sit down.

"The times are difficult." Master Yan gently stroked his beard, sighed first, and then said:

"Fortunately it's over."

"The remaining things of the Ren family need to be disposed of. If you are interested, you can give priority, whether it is a house or a field."

"Price……"

"There are discounts too."

Fang Zheng raised his eyebrows.

This is a special treatment given by name.

It seems that the people who came today are all the best people in Gu'an County, but... when will I be qualified to come?

Reality.

Fang Zheng underestimated himself too much.

Previously, the Ren family and the Linghu family in Gu'an County existed side by side.

Now that the Ren family is ruined, Linghu Anzhi is in Zhaonan Prefecture and not in Gu'an County. There are only a handful of famous wealthy families below.

Fang Zheng has a mysterious background, bold moves, and his own strength is not weak.

more importantly……

He has a good relationship with Luo Baotou, Qi Dianli and others. He also has connections within the county government and is already among the top wealthy households in the county.

He is just a low-key person and there is only one person in his family, so he is often ignored by others.

Unexpected.

Unknowingly, I have come this far!

Fang Zheng sighed in his heart when he saw someone handing over a thick book. When he opened it, he saw that there were lots of properties in it.

Pick whatever you like, pick up whatever you like, and everything is discounted by 30%.

Nothing else to do.

As long as there is enough rain next year, one can double the profit by reselling, which is much easier than those who work hard to make money.

for a long time.

Fang Zheng walked out of the county office, stretched his muscles and got into the carriage.

Lift the curtain.

There are still refugees on the streets, and there are even more bones on both sides of the road.

There is a woman murmuring in a daze while holding a skinny baby in her arms, and there is a man leaning against the wall, holding the soil in his mouth with one hand and swallowing...

Someone's breath dimmed and his soul dispersed. The people around him looked at him blankly. The death of a family member could not make him shed tears.

numbness!

despair!

Dead silence!

Months of unrest have not improved their situation.

"refugee!"

Shaking his head, Fang Zheng looked away.

These refugees thought that by attacking the wealthy households and wealthy businessmen in the city, they could divide up the food and land and change their situation.

As everyone knows...

Without the Ren family, there is still the Fang family.

There is always someone stepping on their heads.

When a wealthy family dies, another wealthy family will replace the original wealthy family, occupy the original land, and continue to dominate.

Want to divide the wealth of rich families...

They are not qualified!

Poor, poor, poor and miserable.

Wealthy households are emerging one after another, and poor people will never get ahead.

While they were suffering from hunger, the county government was incessantly feasting, extravagant and wasteful, and was dividing the assets of the original wealthy households.

"Nothing changes."

He lowered the curtains and lowered his eyebrows:

"That's how the world is. I can't blame Fang."

*

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modern society.

Chamber.

Secretary-General Qian Ni handed the documents to everyone, and at the same time turned on the screen projection, displaying forms on the screen.

"Everyone."

Mr. Zhao raised his head, adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses, and said:

"Because of Fuhong's restructuring, thousands of corporate employees have lost their source of income. Each of them has a family behind him."

"Thousands of families, that's tens of thousands of people."

"If they don't have a job, they have no income, which is a factor of instability for society. The Qu market has obviously been in a lot of chaos in the past few months, and you should be able to feel this."

"yes."

One person laughed and said:

"There are twice as many women on Pai Street, and some of them are from good families, which has directly brought down the prostitute business."

"Ha ha……"

"good."

"It's really cheaper."

Everyone laughed.

"Boom!"

Mr. Zhao's face darkened and he tapped the table:

"That's not funny!"

"Everyone." Qian Ni said at the right moment:

"We are all local companies and locals in Qu City. Seeing that our fellow villagers are in dire straits, we should help and should not laugh at them."

"alright."

Mr. Zhao waved his hand and said:

"Fuhong still has some assets in his name, and you have also benefited a lot from the restructuring process. I won't say anything about these..."

"But people must be resettled!"

"Mr. Zhao." One person straightened his back and said:

"It's not that we don't want to, there are tens of thousands of people here. Which family can feed so many people?"

"yes!"

"My business is overwhelmed by dozens of people!"

"A person can earn at least 3,000 yuan a month, plus other subsidies, taxes, insurance and other miscellaneous things. It can reach 4,500 yuan or 5,000 yuan a year. That's 50,000 yuan a year. A few dozen people can reach more than a million yuan. This can still be seen. There is more investment than you can see. How can a small business support so many people?"

"Three thousand?"

“Three thousand people can’t recruit anyone at all!”

Everyone in the venue whispered, although they did not express their dissatisfaction explicitly.

The purpose of entrepreneurs is to make money, not to do charity. Once they hire people, it will be difficult to terminate them later.

As for companies that can house tens of thousands of people...

How many families are there in the entire Xia Kingdom?

In Qu City, only Fuhong Group could do this before.

"Boss He."

Mr. Zhao looked at the person beside him:

"Would you like to say a few words?"

"Well..." Boss He pursed his lips, thought for a while and said:

"My factory can employ a hundred people, half male and half female. Skilled workers are the best, with wages ranging from 5,000 to 8,000."

"That's right, over there in the factory area..."

"Don't worry." Mr. Zhao said:

"I'll go to the notification area and won't cause you any trouble."

"That's good." Boss He smiled:

"I will send people to the market to recruit people later. We will be full within three days."

"I can also ask for dozens of people over there." Another person said:

"However, the water purification equipment will not be available until two months later. During this period, the sewage discharge may be troublesome and it will be impossible to start construction."

"Start the work first." Mr. Zhao said:

"The problem of pollution can be managed while operating. We can't make people hungry just because of the environment. You can rest assured about this."

"yes."

"That's what Mr. Zhao said."

"Boss Fang?"

Mr. Zhao looked at Fang Zheng with hope in his eyes:

"Is there still a shortage of people over there at Fang Ci?"

"There is no shortage of square porcelain." Fang Zheng shook his head:

"Mr. Zhao knows the situation at my place. Fang Porcelain focuses on high-end products, which are expensive but not expensive. I have already planned to lay off unqualified workers."

Mr. Zhao's face darkened.

However, unlike other people, he had the means to control his situation. Fangzheng was an outlier among businessmen who refused to take either soft or hard tactics. However, his assets were growing larger and larger visibly to the naked eye.

"This textile factory, on the other hand, I'm very interested in."

Fang Zheng pointed to a directory on the file in his hand and said:

"The land and machinery are priced at 16 million, which is not expensive. If they can be as cheap as 10 million, I can accommodate 300 to 500 workers."

"Ten million?" Mr. Zhao opened the document:

"It's lower."

"The lease will expire in seven years, and the machinery and equipment are old and need to be replaced." Fang Zheng said:

"Ten million is not low."

"Heh..." Mr. Zhao raised his head and said slowly:

"Five hundred people!"

Fang Zheng raised his eyebrows:

"make a deal!"

After walking out of the building, he looked back.

A whale falls,

All things are born!

It's just a joke.

After Fu Hong's death, it was never ordinary people who divided up the assets, but big businessmen like him, all of whom were full of money.

ordinary worker……

You don't even want it, just throw it into the market and let it fend for itself.

The Ren family is like this.

The same goes for Fu Hong.

There is no fundamental difference between the two worlds. People at the bottom will always be people at the bottom, and they are not qualified to carve up the dead whale.

"It's better than another world after all."

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