I Am Immortal In The Cultivation World

The yamen in the deserted city is very polite, and they will do things immediately after receiving the money.

The eight members of the Wei family recorded their household registrations on the spot and issued identity certificates. It was recorded in the files that the "Wei family" had been doing business in the deserted city for generations.

Wei changed his surname to Wei, and his name also took the same pronunciation.

Zhou Yi asked suspiciously: "Will there be any omissions in such a direct falsification?"

"Mr. Zhou, don't worry, the weather in northern Xinjiang is dry, and it's easy to get wet."

Guanshi Sun explained: "These files are burned every year, and no one can find anything. What's more, who are the people who come to apply for household registration, and who dares to check?"

Zhou Yi nodded slightly, his approach was somewhat similar to the sky prison.

Tianlao also has the means of stealing and changing positions, but it is extremely secretive and careful, unlike the unscrupulous things here.

Even if the imperial power does not go to the countryside, let alone the deserted city where the sky is high and the emperor is far away.

There is not even a restaurant in the deserted city, and the tables and banquets are made by the yamen kitchen, with more game and less vegetables. Drinking the unique spirits of northern Xinjiang, bragging about all kinds of true or false knowledge, the atmosphere is quite lively.

The county magistrate also showed up during the meeting. After all, there are not many orders in a year for big business worth more than ten thousand taels.

The county magistrate's surname is Zhao Mingtai, and he was born fat and rich, with a shiny luster, not like a scholar.

No matter how poor you are, you can't be a poor official, no matter how miserable you are, you can't be a scholar-bureaucrat. Zhao Tai is from the south of the Yangtze River. He built a small bridge and flowing water in the back office, and bought a lot of beautiful slaves and maidservants.

Once the yamen is closed, it is really no different from the palace!

Zhao Tai recalled the past in Shenjing, and couldn't help sighing: "I still remember when I went to Beijing to rush for the exam, my official won the first place in reciting poems and painting in Chunfenglou, and exchanged heartfelt feelings with Miss Ruirui. I don't know how she is now?"

"Married to a wealthy businessman in the south of the Yangtze River, it is rumored that Miss Ruirui wants to see the scenery of the south of the Yangtze River, whether it is as good as it is depicted in the painting."

Zhou Yi frowned, never expecting to see the deity in the anecdote.

Miss Ruirui was the queen of the year, and she was also famous in Shenjing, which wild history will she be able to appear in the future.

She is most famous for being obsessed with a man surnamed Zhao, and she even rejected the son of the Hou family for this reason. Some people say that she is from the royal family, and some people say that she is the son of an aristocratic family. After waiting in Shenjing for two years, she finally married Jiangnan in despair.

Who would have thought that the heartbroken man was actually a fat man with slits in his eyes when he smiled!

Zhao Tai lamented the change of fate, drank a few cups of strong wine in a row, and then went back to the back office to relieve his worries.

The host and guest enjoy a meal.

After the table.

Steward Sun ordered the guards to lead Zhou Yi and Wei's family to find the courtyard.

"Mr. Zhou, the wealthy households in the east of the city used to live in several mansions." The guard touched the silver in his hand. As expected of a wealthy customer from Shenjing, he was really generous.

The Wei family quickly picked out a house not far from the county government office, with three entrances in front, middle and back.

Most of the handwriting on the gate plaque has been lost. Judging from the word "bow" on half of it, it should have been Zhang's residence.

Most of the houses in the courtyard are still in good condition, but the houses are empty without furniture.

It's getting late, and they're all rough guys, so I just tidy up a few rooms to deal with tonight.

Zhou Yi activated the dust-cleaning talisman, and the room was instantly tidy, and Wei Jun was summoned by voice transmission for questioning.

Wei Jun bowed and said, "Grandfather, what are your orders for the younger one?"

Zhou Yi asked: "Do you know which martial art the hero Wei relied on when he ran across Yuzhou?"

Wei Jun's eyes narrowed slightly, subconsciously thinking that Zhou Yi might have saved the Wei family for the sake of inheriting his father's skills, but he still answered obediently.

"What my father relies on is a volume of unknown formulas, a flying rainbow sword formula."

No matter how important the exercises are, they can't compare with the lives of the family members. If they dig iron ore for a few more years, the Wei family will be wiped out.

Zhou Yi nodded and said, "It seems that you are really a descendant of Hero Wei."

"Your benefactor wants that formula?"

Wei Jun recited word by word: "Heaven and earth give birth to yin and yang, and transform all things..."

Zhou Yi confirmed the authenticity, interrupted Wei Jun's recitation with a wave of his hand, and asked, "Have you ever thought of revenge?"

Wei Jun shook his head and then nodded: "When my father was hunted down by Jin Yiwei, he told us at home that there was no need to avenge him. However, the blood feud of more than a hundred people in the Wei family is as deep as heaven and sea, how can we forget it easily!"

"If the Wei family wants revenge, don't forget this mantra."

Zhou Yi warned: "If the descendants of the Wei family can practice this method, they will be able to prosper again. If they can cultivate to the level of Dacheng, they will have the hope of revenge."

"Remember benefactor's advice."

Wei Jun hesitated for a moment, then said: "Your benefactor doesn't know something, the younger one adopted a adopted son in the mine, and he learned the nameless formula."

After Wei Jun's explanation, Zhou Yi understood the reason.

Everyone in the Wei family has a foundation in martial arts, they are much stronger than other prisoners, and they are quite famous among the prisoners in the mine. In order not to be bullied, some single prisoners joined the Wei family and gradually formed a large group.

"Take this silver, and redeem the adopted son in a few days."

Zhou Yi took out the last two bank notes: "The nameless formula has a mysterious origin. Now that I have completed it, don't use it like a cow or a horse. Remember to use sincerity to influence it for a long time."

These words are sincere words, enough to repay Wei Chang's kindness back then!

With tears in his eyes, Wei Jun took the bank note respectfully and kowtowed to the ground.

"Thank you benefactor, great kindness and great virtue, the Wei family will never forget it. If you dare to repeat it in the future, heaven will punish the nine clans of the Wei family!"

...

the next day.

Zhou Yi came to Jujiangtai.

Li Hong sat cross-legged on it for a day and a night, both practicing and reminiscing.

"It's time to leave."

Voice transmission of the Book of Changes: "Look for a blessed place in Lingshan, retreat and practice Guiyuan Jue, and your entry will be much faster."

"Senior, I have decided to stay here."

Li Hong stood up and said, "Back then, my father looked down upon us in northern Xinjiang. The younger generations should follow suit. The first step in doing so is to restore the prosperity of the deserted city."

Zhouyi reminded: "People's energy is limited, so don't delay your practice!"

"Senior, don't worry, I realized a little bit yesterday, and I have already cultivated the first ray of mana."

Li Hong's fingertips flickered with spiritual light, even though it was faint and almost invisible, it was a real mana fluctuation.

"..."

Zhou Yi suddenly had nothing to say, the quality and grade of mana were equal to the innate true energy, now Li Hong can be said to have stepped into the innate, but he can't fight.

During the conversation.

The ground vibrated faintly, and there was a seemingly invisible noise.

Standing on the Jujiangtai, Li Hong raised his eyes and looked into the distance. There were chaotic figures approaching from the north.

"Senior, there seems to be an army coming to the deserted city!"

The army marched very fast, or fled fast, and when they got close to the city gate, they could see that there were hundreds of thousands of defeated remnants.

All of them have disheveled hair, discarded their helmets and armor, and only half of the military flag is left.

The commander shouted loudly: "Open the city gate! Open the city gate quickly!"

The city gate officer asked, "Where are you soldiers from?"

Du Tong replied: "I am Yizhou Wei, under the command of General Chai, Dutong, Liang Ying. Half a month ago, Dayong fought unannouncedly. More than half of Yizhou has fallen, and we will fight here soon!"

"Don't lie to me."

The city gate official scolded: "The 300,000 troops in the northern border are capable of conscripting and fighting well. They swept Dayong five years ago. Could it be that some bandits want to trick the city gate into looting?"

"Fart! There is not even a hair in this deserted city, and bandits don't even bother to grab it."

Liang Ying shouted: "How can there be 300,000 troops in northern Xinjiang now, and even 150,000 can't get together, but it can't stop Dayong's million-strong army from going south!"

When the other soldiers saw that the city gate had not been opened, they immediately shouted.

"The master from Shenjing will make money and drink blood..."

"Those nobles don't know anything about military affairs, they ask us to plant land, transport goods and build houses every day..."

"I heard that Dayong's army soldiers disguised themselves as caravans and easily sneaked into Zhenbei Pass, and the inside and outside were broken within a day..."

"Open the door quickly, or attack if you don't open the door!"

"..."

When the city gate officials heard the words, they were so frightened that they comforted them again and again, and ordered the guards to report to the county magistrate quickly.

"The defeated army in Northern Xinjiang..."

Zhou Yi muttered to himself, looking at Li Hong on the gathering stage, he always felt that the two would change when they met.