The Descendants of Wudang In Another World

After Lisier's treatment. As long as the people who were still alive survived, even the broken arm and thigh were dismissed from their original positions. The natural healing spells may not be as effective as the light **** healing spells in the early stage, but the strength is increased to a certain extent, after comprehending the heart of nature, they can do some things that the light **** spells can't do. For example, weird abilities such as physical docking.

However, the light spells possess the most heavenly resurrection magic of the dead, but the harsh and activation conditions, as well as the formidable side effects, are destined to be a legendary spell that is rare in a century.

All the thieves who came to participate in the battle received a sum of compensation, which was a lot of money for them. Some people are happy, and naturally others are worried. Lisi'er said that there was no way for the dead civilian, Zhang Hao stood aside, watching the relatives of the deceased crying sadly, and the two old men in sixties were even more distressed. Fortunately, there were fifty gold coins. The huge compensation, which is a huge amount of money they will not make in their lifetime. To a certain extent, it slightly dilutes the grief of losing a loved one.

Seeing a white-haired person giving off a black-haired person, he felt an inexplicable sorrow. No matter how the Dao Xin is cultivated, people will have feelings. On the earth, he also has his own relatives. He knows that after his plane accident, his parents and grandfather will definitely be sad.

"Fire spider, although you beat me badly." Howard covered his right cheek with his handkerchief, with a strange expression: "Anyway, this matter is also wrong with me first. I accept your favor. Opportunity, come to the imperial city for a stroll, and I will do it. In addition, we seem to have a common enemy. If we have any news in the future, let us know each other."

After Howard paid a large amount of gold as compensation, he quickly left Blue Town with his men.

When William showed up with the help of the thieves’ union, the matter was handled pretty much. Zhang Hao felt a little strange. It stands to reason that the thieves’ union was not too far from the place where the incident occurred. It should be within five or six minutes. arrive. Now, it took almost twenty minutes before they came to the scene.

With the gaze that Zhang Hao scrutinized, William looked very disturbed, somewhat hesitant to speak.

After returning to the City Lord's Mansion, Lisier found that her man was a little low, and quickly asked him what was on his mind. Zhang Hao put the feeling of loss aside: "I always have to passively defend like this is not the way. Now it is obvious that someone is targeting us at Bulu Town. If we rush to the scene every time something goes wrong, I don’t know how much there will be. Civilians will be accidentally injured or even killed. So, I want to fight back."

"Ali, what do you mean?" Lisi cut a small piece from the tea brick, put it in the teapot, and then heated it with fire magic. After a while, the fragrance of tea slowly overflowed.

Although Zhang Hao is very ‘inaction’, to put it awkwardly, he is just lazy and doesn’t like too much director. But he felt that he had to take care of this matter, otherwise he would feel very uncomfortable: "I want to find out who is behind the scenes targeting our Bulu Town, find out the source, and then handle the matter at once."

"The Thieves Union is very good at this." Lisi'er poured a cup of tea for Zhang Hao thoughtfully: "In a moment, I will invite the elders of the Thieves Union to discuss this aspect with them."

Zhang Hao shook his head and said, "The Thieves Union may not be able to count on it." He told about William's late arrival. The tea has become warm. He picked it up and took a sip, moistened his throat, and continued: " Whether it is intentional delays within the union or any resistance encountered, it shows that they are not reliable. Only thieves who have signed a contract with us can fully believe it, but they are also restrained by the union and place their hopes on them. It's not realistic, so I want to use your magic circle to go to the elves and borrow some elves from Sister Ann to help with town defense."

"Mother will be very happy to see you." Lisi'er thought of An's attachment to Zhang Hao and couldn't help but smiled: "However, the appearance of our elves is too eye-catching. In the human world, it is not Very good scout."

"I asked them to help me defend Bulu Town. I just felt that Huaihua had returned to the Elf Sanctuary. If I went there, it would happen to be able to bring her. If you have more powerful combat power, you will have one more. Insurance." Zhang Hao smiled: "As for the investigation, I plan to entrust the Golden Hand to help."

Lis'er thought for a while before remembering: "You mean. That old merchant in the desert?"

"Well, he went north and south, and had a little friendship with the nobles of various countries. Moreover, the Golden Hand Business Association is now the Queen's Business Association of the Desert Country." Zhang Hao smiled: "Eluru's ideals have been half realized. Hisuo was also given the post of Chief of the Northern Sands by the land of the desert, in charge of the military power of the northern desert. Oh, I almost forgot, the land of the desert has now been renamed the land of the grasslands."

"Use the power of a merchant to investigate?" Lisi was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled: "Indeed, merchants are indeed more informed than thieves in this regard. The most important thing is that if they are investigated by outsiders, It won't disturb them. The old man still owes you a favor, and he should help you if he wants to."

"When I go to the desert, I will take Alicia and Huaihua with me." Zhang Haoqian looked at her intentionally: "When the time comes, I will trouble you to take care of Bulu Town. Although Spring and the others can trust it, it's just them. The strength is too weak, once something happens, the scene cannot be suppressed in Bulu."

"You are my man, don't speak so politely, okay. I sound like a stranger." Lisi'er gave Zhang Hao a slightly stunned look. She picked up her teacup and took a sip: "You are Are you planning to let Ess meet Eluru?"

"Well, Ai Xi should be regarded as the awakening of the blood of God." Zhang Hao sighed: "What needs to be paid attention to, what to worry about, I don't know anything about this, and I will be relieved if I have Eluru's guidance."

Lisi took a sip of tea, "Since you have an idea, do it without worry, I will always stand behind you. However, Ali. This is the first time I have seen you have such a strong counterattack mentality."

Zhang Hao put down his teacup and sighed: "I was bullied to the doorstep twice and didn't fight back. The other party really thought I was a coward. Instead of being passive, it is better to attack. The initiative is in your hands. Good thing."

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People gather in kind, and things are divided into groups. Mercenaries have gathering places for mercenaries, and civilians also have places for civilians to entertain. The Flying Bird Hotel, located on the outer edge of Bulu Town, is where the civilians gather at Hai Ni in their free time. It usually opens at about four in the afternoon and then closes before eleven in the evening.

Like the gathering place of mercenaries, there are bards showing off their talents here, but there is still a considerable gap between the two. Most bards who are new to their jobs will earn a meager income here, while saving money, while working hard to practice their vocal skills.

Generally speaking, bards are men, and occasionally women are part-timers, because this profession is very good at digging out their own charm. Female bards are usually too attractive and weak in their own strength, so they will encounter some embarrassing things from time to time.

At about six o'clock in the evening, the inn was full of civilians. They sat on greasy black wooden chairs, drinking the cheapest fruit wine, scratching the bottom of their black legs, and rudely telling some ramblings. When they came to the fun, He patted the table and laughed.

A young bard with a delicate face, holding an old shamisen, sitting in the field and singing softly. Although his voice was drowned by the vulgar sounds around him, he didn't care at all, he was self-conscious and happy. Drinking one's own songs.

The drunks didn't actually understand what he was singing, so they invited the bard to play here. All you need is an atmosphere.

Tom grabbed the big wooden wine glass and drank the cheap fruit wine in it in one go. I couldn't help sighing: "The fruit wine in Bulu Town is really great, cheap, and delicious. Moving to Bulu Town is indeed the right choice."

Tom is a more common name among civilians. If you call Tom on the street in any city, there will definitely be several people responding to you at the same time.

"Tom, you are right." A middle-aged blacksmith opposite him laughed: "You know, our lord is the best lord on the continent, the lord of our common people."

"Yeah, there is no need to pay agricultural tax, nor do you need to pay the city's head tax." A middle-aged farmer-like man sipped fruit wine and insisted on saying: "How much food I grow is my own. I live. For more than 40 years, I dared to come here to drink every day this year. In the past, it was once every four or five days, so you have to drink it sparingly."

Another drunkard pulled a chair and moved to the table: "The lord is indeed a good man. But I am surprised that he does not collect our agricultural tax, so how does he live? Does the lord grow food himself?"

"Cut, you think the lord is like you, he still has business taxes." Tom gave him a white look: "But the lord is really poor. When I was in Winter City, the nobles I met all had luxurious carriages. , And many of the entourages wore gold nuggets in their clothes. Today I saw the lord, not only did he not have a carriage, but he also wore a cloth, which was too shabby."

"The lord is a good man. He would rather suffer poverty by himself than embarrass us."

"The same thing happened today. The second son of Jerry's family was killed by a mercenary. The lord rushed over and beat the people from the caravan. He ordered them to pay fifty gold coins, fifty gold coins. I don’t eat or drink, and I can’t survive a hundred years of work. There are women from the Shu Ke family, a fool from the Beta family, etc., who suffered some injuries. Not only were they treated by the female elf lady, but also I got several gold coins. I knew it earlier. I'll go over~www.readwn.com~ Even if I die, I have fifty gold coins to give to my wife and children. It's worth it."

In this world, the lives of civilians are worthless. Natural disasters don't speak for themselves, wild monsters can kill them at any time, but this is not the most terrible. The wild beasts have their own territory, so just don't provoke them. The most terrifying is their own kind, those mercenaries who come in the blood and go in the rain, often when they are in a bad mood, they use civilians to vent their anger. Killing them is considered a good thing. Being beaten half disabled, unable to take care of himself, dragging down family talents is the most painful thing.

Although it is expressly stipulated that mercenaries must pay 10 gold coins for killing civilians and be imprisoned for one year, in fact, the victims’ families are thankful for getting 10 silver coins, and imprisonment is almost impossible.

"The lives of our untouchables in Bulu Town have finally become more precious. Thank you, Lord."

"Yes, thanks to the lord."

Seeing the echoing voice in the hotel, a man sitting alone in the corner came over. He was dressed in costumes that businessmen would wear, but he looked downright: "Don't be too happy, I heard, Fire Spider Your non-collection of agricultural tax has angered other nobles, and they seem to be trying to ask the royal family to take back the land of the lord."

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