"Young Master Chang is indeed very different from other practitioners. No wonder she has a great spirit in her writing. Su Su has been practicing in the world for more than ten years and is the first time she has heard someone say, "Even the humblest wild flower on the roadside has the right to bloom." For this sentence, Su Su thanked the young master again." She said with a little emotion. This sentence sounds simple, but it has a deep meaning after careful consideration.

"If you want to thank you, I should thank you. If you hadn't taken the Taoist scriptures and asked me to translate them, I would not have embarked on the path of practicing Taoism."

"Young Master has also practiced the "Twelve-Level Tower Visualization Sutra"? Why do I feel the breath of an uncultured person from you? If it weren't for Young Master to deliver spiritual energy to Susu before, I could hardly believe it?" Bai Susu said in surprise again.

"I can do this for another reason." Chang Jin briefly explained, but did not inform him of the magic pen in his body. He was not a fool, and now he naturally understood the wonders of the magic pen beyond imagination.

A man still understands the principle that he is guilty of being guilty of being a treasure. Don’t look at Bai Susu’s kindness to him now. If he knew that he had a treasure, he might have thought about it.

Seeing that he didn't say much, Bai Susu didn't ask questions. Then he chatted and sent a message to his sister.

After about one stick of incense, Bai Susu's face showed joy, "Young master, my sister is looking for me nearby and is here soon."

Soon, a blue light flashed in the distance from the sky, and came straight to everyone's heads. Then the blue light flashed and disappeared, showing a beautiful and beautiful woman. It was Abi who first tried to test herself in the ruined temple.

"Sister, are you okay..." Abi rushed over and rushed to the carriage, without looking at Chang Jin next to him.

"I'm fine, thanks to Mr. Chang's rescue," Bai Susu pointed his hand and pointed.

"Young Master Chang, it's you..." A Bi noticed that there was a man standing beside her, and then recognized him. After all, Chang Jin had called her "a demonic demon intrigue."

"Miss Abi, we meet again." Chang Jin stepped forward and bowed.

"Sister, how can you save a weak scholar?" A Bi didn't believe that Chang Jin saved his sister and looked at the other party in confusion.

"A Bi is not rude. It is indeed Mr. Chang who saved me. Mr. Chang is also a Taoist practitioner, but his spiritual energy can be hidden." Bai Susu spoke and explained briefly.

"Thank you, sister, it's not advisable to stay here for a long time. The bull's nose is still searching for the nearby mountains. Let's leave quickly. When my sister recovers from the wounds, we will definitely kill the Wushan Temple and kill the bull's noses clean." Seeing that my sister was injured so severely, Abi's face suddenly appeared.

"A Bi can't make a fuss." Bai Susu smiled apologetically at Chang Jin, "Young Master Chang, let's leave now. The young master's kindness to Susu is high and deep. Susu will never forget it. I will repay you later when I take good care of my health."

After saying that, the Yin God returned to his body and turned into a big python.

Abi didn't know what spell he used, so he soared into the sky with his sister and soon disappeared in the night sky.

Watching them leave, Chang Jin returned to the fire a few feet away.

Wang Qinian, Komatsu and others slept very hard, and they had no idea what had happened just now.

When he woke up the next day, Wang Qinian looked into the carriage with fear, and then shouted: "Yunsheng, something big is wrong, the python is gone!"

"Wouldn't it be better to disappear? At least we don't have to worry anymore." Chang Jin smiled.

He said lightly, but the three of them were confused. When they were sitting on the roasted rabbit in the morning, Wang Qinian kept asking where the python had gone.

I was impatient for being asked, Chang Jin had to tell him that the python had recovered last night and left while the night was dark, and he was missing.

After breakfast, Chang Jin waved his sword to cut down a small tree next to the official road, and then made it into an axle under the guidance of the groom. This axle made of wet wood is not durable at all. It will break if you run dozens of miles. However, in this case, you can only make do with it. You will talk about everything when you arrive at the city.

Several people still dismounted and walked, but after passing the mud, they got on the carriage again.

At noon, they used food in a small town more than ten miles away from the city. They took a short rest before sailing to Wanshan City.

***

Along the way, Wang Qinian brags about how prosperous Wanshan Prefecture City in Junzhou is. What happened to encounter sweet and sour fish in Xianlou, quails fighting in Wanqin Pavilion, singing girls in Yihong Building, etc., which made Xiao Song very moved and wanted to see it.

Not to mention him, I heard Wang Qinian keep making noise in my ears, and even Chang Jin had some expectations, wanting to see what Wanshan Prefecture City was like.

Speaking of which, it was not the first time he came to Wanshan Prefecture City. Last time the City God invited him to visit, Chang Jin came with the ghost again. However, that time, he was in the void, and the night was confused and floating, so Chang Jin naturally could not see the outline of the Prefecture City clearly.

Now that he has come near Wanshan Prefecture, he is also shocked by this magnificent and tall city.

Although Wanshan Prefecture City is not the location of the prefecture, its wealth and prosperity are not much higher than that of the prefecture. More than 100,000 households in the city, plus the merchants who usually live in short-term contacts, the population has exceeded one million.

In addition, Wanshan Prefecture guards the passage of south and northwards. It has been a must-fight for military strategists since ancient times. Therefore, the city wall was built extremely tall, at most five or six feet high.

The lower part of the city wall was piled with large strips of stone, and the upper part was made of large pieces of blue bricks carefully fired. It is said that when the Great Yan Dynasty first built this city gate, in order to prevent the city gate from being broken in the future, Taizu of Yan specially sent his capable generals to supervise the construction. All the bricks were printed with the names of brick makers and supervisors on the sides. Once unqualified products were found, they would be held accountable immediately. At the least, they would be sentenced to prison for military service, and at the worst, they would be beheaded.

Therefore, the entire city was built so strong that after hundreds of years of vicissitudes, the south city gate is still as stable as before.

A moat five or six meters wide was dug outside the city wall. The moat water was used to draw live water into it, which was more than meter deep, and surrounded the entire Wanshan Prefecture City.

There are also three urns in the city, which are connected by four urn gates. Each door has a thousand-jin gate and a double-fan wooden door that can be activated up and down. There are huddle holes in the upper and lower parts of the urn and left and right horse roads, which can store military supplies and ambush thousands of soldiers during wartime.

It is impossible to break through this city gate without tens of thousands of elite soldiers.

The city gate was also very majestic, with the three big words "Ying Taimen" written on it.

At this moment, Chang Jin stood at the gate of Yingtai and subconsciously looked up at the sky above the city. He saw a red and blue air flowing. The clouds sometimes rose and sometimes flowing down, floating and sinking, flowing endlessly, just like a huge canopy covering the land below.

Seeing this, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "What a panic city."

When Wang Qinian saw Chang Jinli not moving outside the city gate for a long time, he just thought he was shocked by the magnificent city, he reached out and patted him and said, "Let's go, don't look, the city is even more interesting. Let's find an inn to stay in, and then Brother Yu will take you to the city to have a stroll."

He has been to Wanshan Mansion several times, and naturally acts as a guide at this moment.

Although the Hong Dagong rebellion occurred in Qinghua Prefecture last year, it was far from Junzhou. Therefore, although there were soldiers on duty at the city gate, they were dealing with the matter. Those convoys only had to pay some tax on entering the city. As for whether there were banned goods on the car, no one checked them.

The two followed the mule and horse carriage convoys entering the city. After passing through the urn, a wide avenue with seven or eight carriages parallel appeared in front of them. The city was indeed not comparable to Tongqu County. The streets were extremely lively, with shops on both sides, and the sound of hawking was constantly heard. Porcelain shops, silk shops, restaurants, grocery stores, bamboo and wood workshops... Suddenly, Chang Jin seemed to have come to the scroll of "Along the River During the Qingming Festival".

The three of them walked slowly along the bluestone road, and saw people constantly entering and leaving the shops on both sides of the street. Along the way, Chang Jin found that the pedestrians coming and going were in good spirits, but they were somewhat peaceful and prosperous. They just passed by the streets and alleys, but they could see many beggars living in it.

Most of them were ragged, and even had their chests and backs. They were all thin and thin, lying next to the sewage to rest.

I found an inn to settle for a stay and paid for the carriage. Chang Jin wanted to take this opportunity to take a break, but he didn't know that Wang Qinian was very interested and insisted on taking him to Quail Street to gain insight.

Knowing this guy's temper, Chang Jin had to go with him.

As the name suggests, there are many people buying and selling quails.

Emperor Huizong of this dynasty liked to fight quails. When he was reigned, he ordered tribute quails from all over the country to enter the palace.

If the superiors have something to do, the subordinates will have a lot of things to do.

Under the leadership of Emperor Huizong, fighting quails quickly became popular in the Dayan Dynasty, from princes and nobles to the common people to join them.

Nowadays, a top-quality quail is worth more than a thousand gold.

The craziest one among them was the King of Wu in Nanyue Prefecture. He set up a quail hall in his mansion and raised thousands of quails. For this reason, he also found more than a dozen experts who trained quails to take care of him.
Chapter completed!