The one who pulled the cart was a stupid vanguard with a fishy smell of mud at both ends. I volunteered to take on the responsibility of the coachman, but this vanguard was neither a smart spirit beast nor a compliant machine. He did not obey my orders, nor did he eat my beatings and scoldings. He dragged the car like a warm water, and often went for a long way. For the first time, I knew that animals were so difficult to use, and wanted to summon the purple lightning flying dragon in the silver snake sword like Princess Lin, and flew straight into the city. He was worried that the strangeness was hidden in the city, and he was afraid that such a swagger would expose us.

The martial god Zhou Jia took my reins, and his murderous aura was transmitted to the two cows. Cold sweat broke out on the backs of the two cows, and the cow's brain finally suddenly became enlightened. Following the direction pointed by Liu Ziyue, he walked along the way.

The scenery is as vivid as yesterday, just like the imperial capital that Wenhou led me to visit three years ago, I felt a little bit. The only difference is that I can't feel the magic circles everywhere in the imperial capital. It's understandable that everyone in the painting is full of mortals.

Our cars merged into the crowds of the imperial capital. The flags were waving on the city walls, and I was limited by my eyes, and in the shaking wind, I couldn't see the words on it. Near the gate of the inner city, the musketeers of San San Wu5 were all wearing flower armor and patrolling around.

Fan Wujie said: "I sense that the universe front should be in the inner city."

Zhou Jia stopped the car, and the musketman stepped forward to check us. I remember that the emperor came to the previous one, and the emperor had a car with Wenhou. Now no one in the car had an official seal from the Taisho Dynasty. We, the people in the Western Wilderness, had no way to guide us, and they were all unknown people. I asked Liu Ziyue to go out. If the painter of this painting had insight into the world, then using money to open the way is still the only way to use money to open the way.

Liu Ziyue was able to throw away the burden of the Taoist Golden Elixir and the sect's sect, nodded and bowed to laugh at the mere mortal military men, respecting the Danbazi in Nanyang with one hand, and carrying the military men with red envelopes on the other hand.

Jun Ye waved the red envelope and said with a smile: "The way for five people is so light."

Liu Ziyue said diligently: "The courtesy is light and the affection is heavy."

A hundred taels of silver bills were shown in the crack of the red envelope. It should be noted that the money and food of a regular soldier in the Taisho Dynasty was only 4 taels of silver. The military master insisted on not laughing, and finally couldn't bear it and laughed:

"Okay, okay. You five show your faces, I'll click on the number and make up for you."

Fan Wujie and I emerged from the carriage.

Both of us dressed as authentic Taoist priests, with handsome and handsome behavior. Ordinary people often stayed away from us when they saw it, saving us a lot of trouble.

Jun Ye and we looked at each other with six eyes, their smile suddenly stopped, and they shouted: "It's a Taoist priest, a Taoist priest. The emperor has an order to capture the Taoist priest quickly!"

His face was as cold as ice, and he threw Liu Ziyue's 100 taels of silver bills underground, and shouted, "Come on black dog blood and black dog feces quickly and break their magical illusions!"

Under the city tower, and under the city tower, one after another, a group of musketeers rushed over, forming a line, and firing at us. The people gathered at the city gate were about to get up.

The four of us jumped out of the ox cart and pulled out four swords to resist the bullets in the gun forest. The god of martial arts Zhou Jia, with his hands in his arms, used the light skills of Tiyunzong to jump up to the city tower in a few steps to extinguish the firepower of the commanding heights.

The four of us guarded each side, and the raindrop-like bullets fell on the swords that were waving like flowing light. The smoke rose but couldn't drip into it. Liu Ziyue shouted: "We are mortals now, how can we consume the bullets of sound?"

Fan Wujie said: "The bullet speed is so fast, and the trigger of the musket still needs to be pulled by someone. How can it be faster than the sound? Their guns are not in full swing, and now the smoke is everywhere. When they are breathing and changing magazines, they will destroy the gun and seize the way."

I said, "Mr. Wushen can deal with the musket with his bare hands. Our swords are as sharp as mud. What are you afraid of! Bounce! Bounce into the inner city!"

The bodies of the five musketeers fell down the city tower, and their throats were broken, and the firepower on their heads stopped for a while. Mr. Wu Shen was not afraid to kill mortals.

We rushed out. With the intention of cherishing human life, I pulled the Silver Snake Sword and chopped three muskets in a row, knocking the musketman down. Princess Lin gently stroked the golden crow sword, cut off the arms of the mortal musketman, kicked them a few times, revealing the scene inside the inner city.

"The Taoist priests' magic is no longer effective now, kill them!"

In the inner city, a group of musketeers came again. They were carrying a beaded musket, dada, dada, dada, and firecrackers.

Fan Wujie blew forward and danced the Ripples Sword to cover us. His whole body was immediately filled with blood. I screamed in secret, so I used my weak true energy to pinch out three thunder and fire bullets and threw them back towards the Lianzhu musket.

There was a loud noise, followed by a scream, and the fire gun fell silent.

I was a little shaken, and three thunder and fire bombs appeared out of thin air, which made me so tired that I was a mortal.

Princess Lin helped me, and I signaled that he was fine. I carried Fan Wujie, who was seriously injured, and turned back to the outer city, and asked Liu Ziyue where to hide in the capital.

We are about to withdraw. In the Taoist practice of mortals, we can attack hundreds of mortals, but we must not attack hundreds of beaded muskets.

"If this painting is not bad at all, there is a pawnshop in the outer city, I will open a pawnshop." Liu Ziyue led the way, and Mr. Wu Shen descended from the city tower like a crane. He was spotless.

Ten thousand people are like a sea of ​​people, and we change into human-skin masks one by one in the sea of ​​shoulders. When we meet in the Maoji pawn shop, we have already five different appearances.

It was a large pawnshop with endless men and women in the family. You can see the magnificent three-door archway with dragons and phoenixes from afar. The plaque of the archway was hung with a golden sign with the words "Qin Ci Mao Ji Pawnshop".

Even Liu Ziyue himself held his chin in shock.

Princess Lin sarcastically, "Senior Brother Liu, I didn't expect that you embezzled a lot of money and food from Wenhou and me, and you have been doing so happily in Middle Earth."

Liu Ziyue quickly argued: "I have always been low-key and made a fortune silently. How could I spend my money on such a silly store? I really don't know which stupid guy wants to roast me on the fire! It's not good for us to go to the fruit shop and let these distinguished guests stare at Fan Wujie, the bloody man. Be careful of the officers and soldiers."

The team of chest plaque riders with muskets appeared in the outer city, obviously searching for us.

After turning around, he walked into a small alley with a slight frosted man in the fruit shop, a fat man with a slightly frosted temple was driving away the flies on the fruits with a palm fan. When he saw a group of strangers breaking in with a blood man, he was about to call him to report to the official. Liu Ziyue took out a small bronze sign from the ring and wrote "Imperially set up a pawn shop for Mao Ji", and ordered: "Move a secret and spacious room, and I want to talk to the guests about big business."

The fat guy's expression changed and he leaned closer and whispered: "My shopkeeper Liu travels around the world, and he has been old even if he doesn't return to the emperor. Look at you so young?"

I whispered, "Your shopkeeper is a Taoist priest and will never grow old."

"Taoist..." the fat guy murmured, "The last time I heard this title was thirty years ago."

We were a little aware of the smell of this array.

"Zhu Zhisheng, is it still the Taisho Dynasty now?" Liu Ziyue asked the fat guy.

"It's now a cosmic dynasty. The four major sects have long left Middle Earth and all disappeared."

The fat man stood up, bowed to Liu Zi the deeper, and bowed to the four of us, leading us into the secret passage behind the fruit shop, leading directly to the secret room of Maoji pawn shop.
Chapter completed!