MTL - I Broke Through Again-Chapter 54 occupy

   Chapter 54 Occupy

  The setting sun is just setting, and the garden is full of fragrance of grass and trees.

When    Zhao Huaizhong walked in, Mu Yangjing and Jiang Yan were serving flowers and plants.

  Jiang Shuo took a small **** in his hand and was loosening the soil for the flowers and plants.

She squatted there, with her long straight legs bent, stretched the blue skirt into a round shape, outlining a beautiful and well-proportioned leg line, under the skirt and in the middle of the sapphire blue shoes with raised moiré, there was a Cut off fair ankles, delicate and flawless.

   Seeing Zhao Huaizhong coming in, Jiang Yan turned around, a look of joy on her pretty face.

   When she realized that Zhao Huaizhong was looking at her, the girl raised her chin proudly.

   Mu Yangjing is still in the apricot white dress when they met at Zhangtai Palace in the morning. She is charming and charming but has an ethereal temperament that is out of tune with the world.

   A wisp of pale green silk-like mana flowed from her fingertips.

  The mana fell on a plant, and the plant immediately followed with a green brilliance, as if being nourished.

   This is the farming technique that Mu Yangjing practiced. It can communicate with plants and trees and make them grow better.

   In addition, the Shennong clan is known as the Emperor of Yan. They are also proficient in the technique of Dan Ding, and can control the fire of Dan for their own use.

   Zhao Huaizhong has never seen Mu Yangjing make a move, but he can feel that her level is unfathomable. Even if her cultivation is increasing every moment, she still cannot detect the depth of Mu Yangjing.

   "Have you eaten dinner?" Zhao Huaizhong asked.

   "Master said that you would come over and bring us something to eat?" Jiang Yan asked hopefully.

   That is, I haven't eaten it yet, and I'm still waiting for Lao Tzu to come and give it to you, these two lazy women... Zhao Huai said to himself.

   In the past year, the old Sikong from the Ministry of Manufactures followed Zhao Huaizhong's instructions and got the chicken essence with an uncomplicated production process.

   When Zhao Huaizhong came to Huacaoju, he often brought some food.

  Jiang Liang and Mu Yangjing are not really fond of appetite, but after eating them, they also feel the umami and the fragrance on their lips and teeth, and gradually they have more expectations.

   "Today's dinner in Ye Yufu is all meat, and you don't like meat, so you didn't take it." Zhao Huaizhong said with a hand.

  Jiang Ling immediately showed disappointment, puffing out his cheeks to express his dissatisfaction.

   Zhao Huaizhong said with a smile: "But I brought a box of flower cakes, which I made with refined wheat. It's a newly developed food. You can try it."

   Jiang Yan pursed her lips and walked over lightly to check the flower cakes in the box.

  The girl's figure is graceful, with a faint body fragrance.

   Zhao Huaizhong stayed in Huacaoju until night fell, and before leaving, he invited Mu Yangjing and Jiang Yan:

   "I asked people to open up a long street in the city to do some small business. A few months later, it has grown to a certain scale, and it is still quite lively after sunset. How about we go for a walk?"

  Jiang Ling showed a look of emotion, glanced at Mu Yangjing, and said discouraged: "Master knows a lot of people in Xianyang, if she goes to the street, she will be crowded by everyone, and it will be difficult to move an inch."

Mu Yang quietly smiled and said, "How can it be so exaggerated, but I'm getting older, and I really don't want to go out for a walk, you two go." He glanced at Zhao Huaizhong inadvertently, and seemed to be borrowing his age. refers to.

   Zhao Huaizhong looked as usual, and said to Jiang Yan, "Then let's go."

  Jiang Ling readily agreed.

  When night fell, on the streets of Xianyang.

   Zhao Huaizhong and Jiang Yan, who had changed into casual clothes, walked side by side, black and white.

  The guards are scattered around, and it is strictly forbidden to approach it.

  It was the first time for Jiang Yan to go shopping with the opposite **** at night. She was a little excited and a little shy. Occasionally she would look at Zhao Huaizhong with a light smile on her face, which was indescribably charming.

  Suddenly, Jiang Yan was taken aback and felt that Zhao Huaizhong was holding her hand.

   The warm and generous touch in Zhao Huaizhong's palm made Jiang Yan's heart tremble, and the crystal helix instantly turned red.

   In this era, there is still a big defense of etiquette that only respects Confucianism and Taoism. Men and women are not as conservative as they think, but holding hands on the street is an operation that transcends the times and is simply shocking.

  Jiang Ling became anxious after a moment of shyness, and threw his hands hard, but unfortunately he failed several times.

   Zhao Huaizhong squinted at her and said in a low voice, "No smoking."

  Jiang Yan was shy and shocked, her big eyes were full of grievances, and she wanted to cry: "You bullied me."

   "Yes." Zhao Huaizhong shamelessly agreed.

   Flirting or something, doesn't exist here. The Prince of Great Qin, the whole world belongs to Lao Tzu, if you like a girl, you will grab it, take it first, and if you don’t agree, you will work until you accept it.

   But he was patient with Jiang Yan. During this period of contact, he knew that this girl looked cold and arrogant, but she was actually cute and kind.

   Of course, it can also be understood as naive, this kind of girl is the most fun.

   The key is that she looks too good to be true.

   He was fine and said to Jiang Yan, "Don't cry, what's it like to be seen on the street?"

  Jiang Yan has no experience in dealing with this kind of thing at all, and crying here in Zhao Huaizhong seems to be useless. He pursed his lips and didn't dare to cry, and whispered: "Can you not be on the street..."

   When he spoke, he looked at Liu Qi who was following him with a guilty conscience.

  Liu Qi immediately turned to look at the sky: The moon is so full tonight...

   Zhao Huaizhong smiled and said, "That's fine when there's no one there?"

  Jiang Liang pursed his lips and said nothing.

However, she was quickly distracted by the liveliness of the street, and surrounded by guards, who held the two of them tightly in the center, it seemed that no one noticed whether she and Zhao Huaizhong were holding hands... Jiang Yan hypnotized herself. .

   "I heard from the people in the school that this street is called the Night Market. It turned out that you had people build it. It's very lively."

  The street is full of feasting and feasting, and the crowd is crowded.

  Jiang Ling's clear eyes looked forward: "There are a lot of silhouettes on the night lights over there, what are they?"

   "Those are called lanterns, and they were also made by the Ministry of Construction of Ye Yufu. Tell these traders and let them sell them for a living." Zhao Huaizhong said.

   He looked at this long street and was quite satisfied.

   Most of the things on the street are the small changes he has brought to the world in his spare time over the past year, lanterns, candied hawthorns and other snacks, and tofu are all products that he has created in advance.

   is placed on this street for some people rescued by Ye Yufu to sell it and become their livelihood.

   As the night got darker, Zhao Huaizhong sent Jiang Liang back to the Huacaoju.

   The girl's mind was unwilling to be pulled by Zhao Huaizhong at first.

   After waiting for a night, Zhao Huaizhong released her hand outside the door of Huacaoju, and was a little reluctant to let go of the warmth in Zhao Huaizhong's hand.

   "Why don't I go in too, let's sleep together at night." Zhao Huaizhong's eyes were bright.

  Jiang Ling's eyes widened, and he ran up like a shy rabbit, his waist and hips twisted with a rush frequency, and ran into the flower and grass residence without daring to turn his head.

   Zhao Huaizhong smiled, flirting with beautiful girls or something, it's actually quite interesting, it's the adjustment of life.

   Back to Xianyang Palace in the evening, Zhao Huaizhong came to the stone hall of the ancestral temple again.

  There is no need to light the lights in the stone hall at night, and the four walls exude an ancient yellow halo. Bathing in it will naturally give birth to one's own humbleness and insignificance, and this hall is magnificent and majestic, and it should not be a human creation.

   Seeing Zhao Huaizhong, the monster in the stone wall said happily, "Why are you here so late?"

   Zhao Huaizhong ignored him on a daily basis, walked to the giant pillar in Sendai, and found a place to start his practice.

  Although there is no chance for actual combat, he always insists on diligent repair.

   Zhao Huaizhong really wanted to see how far his talent far beyond ordinary people, coupled with his diligence, could he finally reach.

  The monster found a topic that interested him: "You once said you wanted to go out alone and have some time of your own, do you still want to?"

   Zhao Huaizhong: "Don't mention this, I have already given up therapy.

   was just a thought that flashed through my mind at the time. If I really slip out and lose track, the servants around me will be executed immediately. Then the whole of Xianyang, and then the whole of Daqin, had to be turned upside down.

   And the methods you mentioned to get out are all night tours of the spirit and soul, and the security is too poor to be used. "

   Monster: "I have a new idea, would you like to hear it.

  If you want to go out by yourself, or even do it with others, it is probably difficult.

   But you can raise exotic beasts, or demons and ghosts, and then divide a little spiritual thought on them, and let them fight, which is not much worse than your own shot. "

   Zhao Huaizhong: "There is a magic technique on the Xiantai pillar, which is similar to what you said, but it can only be learned after reaching the third grade of the holy realm, that is, the fourth grade of the holy realm."

   The monster snickered: "I have a secret technique that can raise ghost kings and divide evil spirits, do you want to learn it?

   Also, your mysterious bird egg should hatch.

   You said before that you wanted me to raise it, but it’s not impossible. I can’t go out in this rock wall. It’s also a pleasure to raise a black bird. "

   Zhao Huaizhong laughed dumbly: This monster is getting more and more depraved, it seems that the training is very good.

   Blackbird... Then hatch.

   (end of this chapter)