The First Cause of All Realms

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One night, the north wind came, and the sky and the earth were white.

In the early morning, the temperature was cold, looking inside the city wall, the city was not awake, only some yamen and soldiers were called up early to clear the snow on the streets.

Looking outside, large tents and temporary wooden houses were covered by heavy snow, no one was seen, and it was very bleak.

"The cotton-padded clothes for the people outside the city to keep warm in winter are indispensable. They can't stop cooking porridge every day. In addition, they cook a lot of hot soup to avoid frostbite and freeze to death."

Wearing a cotton coat, Xu Wenji's mind was heavy.

Relief is far more difficult than anyone imagines, and no amount of martial arts can solve the cold and hunger of hundreds of thousands of people.

Even though he was fully prepared, Xu Wenji still woke up when he saw the snow.

"Don't worry, it's already been explained. All the houses in the city, restaurants, tea shops, blacksmith shops, cloth houses, etc. are all closed, and the old and weak among the hungry people will be temporarily placed so that they will not freeze to death."

Looking at the old man in front of him, Qiu Zhanyu was a little worried:

"It's too cold, you can go back."

To a certain extent, a blood-changing warrior can be protected from cold and heat. For example, he only wears a single coat and is not afraid of severe cold, but Xu Wenji is too old and has been severely injured. wind.

"The old man is in good health, his blood is strong, it doesn't matter if he is cold, it's just outside the city..."

Xu Wenji was a little helpless.

He is not a god, so he cannot build a city that can accommodate hundreds of thousands of people in just a few months. Even if he consciously repairs the county seat and relocates the hungry, there are still hundreds of thousands of hungry people outside the city.

In the cold wind and heavy snow, I don't know how many people are shivering, and I don't know how many people will freeze to death.

He didn't die from the famine for more than two years, and he died after the disaster, that was really his sin...

"There is no way. After this winter, Deyang Mansion can truly regain its former vitality."

Qiu Zhanyu sighed.

During the heavy snow, the two were silent. Inside and outside the city, some people exclaimed that it was snowing, and some people began to clear the snow, the city woke up, and the smoke rose.

The gate of the city opened, and someone led a horse out of the city.

"Brother Yang..."

Qiu Zhanyu's eyes were sharp, and when he saw Yang Yu, he was alone, with a bow on his back and a knife, leading his horse to walk in the heavy snow.

For 20 days, Yang Prison was busy building weapons and arrows, but all the soldiers, yamen, Yukuai, and Jinyiwei did not see it. The two sides had a tacit understanding.

"As soon as he leaves, I don't know if we can meet again."

Xu Wenji also saw it, he shook his head slightly, and said to himself:

"The old man remembers that he is nineteen this year, and he will be crowned next year..."

"Brother Yang has a great fortune, and he survived the landslide in Yuanming Valley. Even if the court is angry, with your help, it won't be a big deal, right?"

Qiu Zhanyu was a little surprised, in these words...

"Hard to say."

Xu Wenji shook his head, didn't say much, just said:

"How about the things that you sent to Heishan City before?"

"Brother Yang also said hello in Qingzhou City before. However, that Granny Yang didn't want to leave Heishan City, so we can't force it. We just asked a few excited brothers to take care of her."

Qiu Zhanyu replied.

Long before Ji Longshan died, Xu Wenji instructed him to pick up the mother-in-law from Heishan City because he was going to do something to offend the four great families.

Yang Prison himself also wrote letters.

After speaking, Qiu Zhanyu came back to his senses: "Wait, you are afraid that someone will..."

"If things are not kept secret, there will be mistakes in the future. Be careful with everything. Just keep an eye on it. If something happens, this kid will never come back..."

Xu Wenji said, his tone stopped.

Seeing that Yang Prison, whose figure could no longer be clearly seen in the distance, suddenly stopped, turned around and bowed in the distance. He was startled for a while, then shook his head and laughed, and turned to head down the city.

The distance was only three or four hundred meters, and if there was any noise on the snowy day, Yang Yu could naturally hear the voices from the top of the city.

"Old man..."

In the fluttering snow, Prisoner Yang bowed, and then turned on his horse, his legs tucked, and the dragon horse neighed and walked away:

"Boss, take care."

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Saying goodbye to Xu Wenji and Li Eryi, Yang Prison urged the horse to walk alone, through the heavy snow, and the starry night, with few stops.

In a flash, another few days passed.

"Commander Yu finally chased the place where Yu Lingxian disappeared. He has reached the boundary of Yunzhou, which is too far from Deyang Mansion..."

Yang Yu got off his horse and fed the dragon and horse a few pills, thinking about it in his heart.

The pursuit of Yu Fengxian and Yu Lingxian was rumored for a while, and the fight between the two most famous women in Qingzhou was, at some point, more attractive than a big man.

Therefore, not long after Yu Fengxian disappeared, it has been known to many major forces.

It's just that the two have been chasing for more than half a year, and they have run far enough. Yang Prison estimates that it is not tens of thousands of miles.

Yu Fengxian is nothing, she has a big cloud eagle, but Yu Lingxian's red-eyed white crane was taken by herself, how can she still run like this?

call!

The breeze blew, and snow fell on the tree trunks.

Click!

The permafrost was broken open, and a pale palm protruded out of the snow, and then, a whole body of bruised, blood-soaked 'monster' crawled out with difficulty.

This miserable 'monster' is the living dead.

It is also the purpose of Yang Prison's coming here.

"Better than expected."

Yang Yu set his bones, and burned a few strands of blood to heal his wounds, but nodded his head in his heart.

Before entering the valley, he had ordered the living dead to guard outside the valley. Later, he fainted and couldn't take care of it. As a result, after the landslide, he was also buried...

Later, when Yang Yu returned to look for other Jin Yiwei, he naturally noticed that the living dead was dug up by Jin Yiwei and buried on the spot.

And because the flesh and blood are blurred and there is no imprint on his body, no one can recognize his identity.

"It's not a big problem, it can still be used."

Yang Prison has two things in his mind. He even urges the living dead to keep up with him. He is not born or dead, and naturally he will not be afraid of pain.

"Wang!"

Suddenly, he heard a familiar dog bark, and as soon as he turned around, he saw a black shadow rushing out of the distant mountain, rushing towards him at an accelerated speed.

Tongue fluttering, drool dripping.

Seeing the shadow, Yang Yu was a little surprised:

"This dog..."

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Qingzhou City also has snowfalls, dots of white dotted with houses and trees, and the mountains in the distance are even more white.

"Uncle He, how much to eat?"

Behind the six doors, there was a gust of wind howling, and a huge white crane locked by an iron chain kept flapping its wings, with a violent look in its red eyes.

Tie Feng approached to feed, but was photographed staggering, and he was immediately annoyed:

"What an unfamiliar thief!"

Tie Feng was very angry, but he didn't dare to starve the white crane to death.

"Tie Feng, Master Tang called you over!"

As soon as he got out of Houya, a catcher came over, glanced at it, and said with a cold snort.

"understood."

This person's indifference made Tie Feng expressionless, but in his heart he really sighed that the world was cold.

It wasn't like that a few months ago.

Because of Yang Prison's reputation, as the one who has the best relationship with him among the six doors, he was once complimented by many people. Unfortunately, in just one month, the treatment took a turn for the worse.

"What did Tang Bailie ask me to do?"

Tie Feng was full of suspicion.

In the battle six months ago, Yu Xuan died on the spot, and the other three were severely injured. Among them, Tang Bailie was the most seriously injured, and it took half a year for him to recover with the medicine of the six doors.

However, after this Tang catcher recovered, his temperament changed a bit, and he was quite disliked by himself.

With thoughts in his mind, he came to the six-door hall.

Unexpectedly, not only Tang Bailie, Zhao Qingchuan and the silver and bronze heads of the other six gates were also present, but in addition, there was a stranger.

At a glance, he only had two impressions in his mind.

High, very high.

The person's stature is extremely high, I am afraid that it is not eight feet away, he is tall among ordinary people, but he is more than a head shorter than this person.

Thin, very thin.

At first glance, he looked like a dying tuberculosis ghost, thin and skinny, with sunken eye sockets. He didn't look like a martial arts master, but a starving man who was about to starve to death.

However, he was the only one sitting among all the people present.

The rest, even Tang Bailie and Zhao Qingchuan, stood up straight.

Name arrest, Shangguantang.

Tie Feng's eyes flashed, and he had already recognized who this person was.

Six gates, spread over nine roads and twenty-seven prefectures, various prefectures and counties, attracting a lot of masters, but there are not many who can be called famous arrests.

Zhao Qingchuan, Tang Bailie and others were once known as the four famous arrests in Qingzhou, but in fact, these are just folk names, and the real arrests are all head arrests!

Before Fang Qidao was reprimanded to come to Qingzhou, he was the head of Jinzhang.

The head of Jin Zhang is a master who has competed for the four gods of the six gates. No matter in Gyeonggi or in the local area, he has great authority.

Naturally, martial arts are also extremely high.

"This is Lord Shangguan."

Tang Bailie let out a low voice.

"I've seen Mr. Shangguan."

Tie Feng bowed and saluted.

"Brother Fang, has there been no news for several months?"

Shangguantang ignored it, took a sip of tea slowly, and asked, "When and where did he last appear?"

"Master Hui, the last time Master Fang appeared, was a stronghold outside Deyang Mansion. From that stronghold, I was told to wait and ask me to help Deyang Mansion. Seeing orders is like seeing people."

Tang Bailie replied in a deep voice, a little wary in his heart.

"And then, is that traitor holding the token and acting recklessly, as Jinyiwei, to assign me the six gates to catch the head??"

Shangguantang sneered ~www.NovelMTL.com~ looked at Tie Feng and said coldly:

"I heard that you are on good terms with that Yang Prison, right or not?"

His energy hit his face, Tie Feng's breathing stagnated, and he gritted his teeth and replied:

"Yes……"

He couldn't hide anything that everyone knew...

"Do you know what crime this man has committed?"

Shangguantang asked again.

Tie Feng stopped talking, he had already realized something.

Sure enough, Shangguantang said:

"Since you are friends with him, do you know his likes and weaknesses?"

His voice was neither high nor low, but Tie Feng felt like a mountain was pressing down on him, and it was difficult to breathe. However, he was still entangled in his heart when he suddenly heard a familiar voice.

"You want to know? Why don't you ask me?!"