I have a relic of heaven

Chapter 34: When a trapped dragon ascends to heaven,

For three days in a row, I still had no dreams.

On weekdays, he would practice with No. 1, listen to the instructions of the second and third brothers, and at night he would go back to the tavern and stay there.

Sister Bai's inexplicable anger seemed to have subsided, and she no longer mentioned asking me to leave.

The fourth day, September 29, was near dusk.

"Big sister, I have two friends in the East District. I'm thinking of visiting one or two tomorrow."

"You can go." The eldest sister nodded slightly: "The Nonghuotang has been well behaved now, and they can only swallow their anger after suffering this loss."

Zhou Mu nodded slightly. He probably understood now the high status of Taibai Martial Arts School. It was just killing a few half-demons. The head of the Fire Hall might have to hold it in.

After a pause, the senior sister added:

"But if you go to the East District, you still have to be careful. The East District has been in chaos these days, and the half-demon forces and grandmaster forces in the other three areas are fighting for territory."

On the side, Hu Leying also interrupted:
"Junior brother, my home is in the East District. I'll go with you. I can protect you!"

Yu Meiren thought for a moment and said:

"That's fine, but Second Junior Brother should follow as well, to be on the safe side and avoid any mistakes."

"Yes, senior sister."

Wang Chonghe stepped forward with a smile:

"By the way, the day after tomorrow is the day for drawing the lot for life and death. In our North District, the Fire Hall is in charge of the lot drawing. This is why we have become enemies. I can't guarantee that they won't make things difficult for Junior Brother Zhou."

After a pause, he continued:

“Although it’s not a big deal, it would be disgusting if I really gave Junior Brother Zhou a death warrant.”

Zhou Mu was silent. If he drew the death lot, he would probably have to find someone to die in his place, or even buy a human card, which would make him feel guilty.

If Nonghuotang did this, it would really make me sad.

The senior sister glanced at Zhou Mu:

"I forgot about this. With the temperament of the Nonghuotang, they would indeed do such a thing. This would somewhat damage Junior Brother's Taoism. You are going to the East District tomorrow. You might as well stay for two more days and finish drawing the life and death lot in the East District."

After thinking for a while, she added:
"If that's the case, it's best to go in casual clothes and not attract attention. The Fire Hall has also extended its reach to the East District. If they notice it, there may still be trouble when drawing the life and death lot."

Zhou Mu nodded simply:
"I really don't want to face that kind of situation. I should avoid it if I can. I should do as Junior Sister said."

After chatting for a while and saying goodbye to his four senior brothers and sisters, Zhou Mu left on the black wooden chariot.

Zhou Mu went to the tailor shop to get the silk satin clothes, put them on to try them on, and found them very light, and they felt very smooth to the touch.

This expensive dress was dark black in color. When Zhou Mu looked in the mirror, he felt that he looked more "heroic" and even had a sense of majesty.

“Clothes make the man”

He sighed twice, thanked the old tailor, then drove the black wooden sedan chair to the blacksmith shop to get soft armor and a long sword, and then returned to the black alley.

The soft armor fits the body very well, and it is not noticeable under the brocade clothes. The Baiduan sword is three feet and three inches long and weighs about fourteen pounds. It looks very suitable when hung around the waist.
During this time, Zhou Mu lightly flicked the sword, and he could hear the crisp humming sound of a good sword.

It is much better than the sword of the woman in red.

To the dark alley.

"Master Zhou."

The young servant with long hair tied up in a bun and a dusty face ran up to help Zhou Mu get off the carriage, took the reins, and said with a smile:
"Master Zhou came back very early today."

Thinking that he would be able to see Xiao Wu and Ling Yatou tomorrow, Zhou Mu was in a rare good mood and nodded slightly:
"By the way, does your hotel need to help take care of many carriages every day?"

"Not too many."

Yang Nianchan held the reins with one hand and scratched her head with the other:
"It's rare for a big shot like you to come to Black Alley in person. Let me think, there are probably only two or three cars a day. You didn't come a few days ago, and sometimes there wasn't even a single car."

Zhou Mu couldn't help but ask:

"Did your boss really benefit from doing this?"

"As far as I know, not yet." Yang Nianchan shrugged her shoulders. "Big shots usually have their sights set higher. How should I put it? You are the first big shot to chat with me in such a long time."

Zhou Mu laughed, thought for a moment, took out a hundred-dollar bill from his pocket, and handed it to the servant as a tip.

Being a sparring partner in a martial arts school is paid, and being a disciple is actually paid as well, one thousand per day, which is used to cover basic expenses.

To be honest, it's not really wages. Maybe it would be more reasonable to call it a subsidy or something like that? After chatting with the servant for a few more words, Zhou Mu turned around and walked into the dark alley. He was dressed in brocade clothes and had a long sword hanging from his waist, which made many people in the alley look at him sideways.
Many of them had flickering eyes, but few dared to have any bad intentions.

"Oh, you look a bit more human."

As soon as they entered the tavern, Bai Cuihua praised it twice. Zhou Mu glanced at the empty tavern and asked curiously:

"Sister Bai, why are there no customers every day? Is business so bad now?"

“No more intelligence business.”

Bai Cuihua held the pigeon and said:
"Recently, my energy has been spent on settling some of the little guys. There have been quite a few outsiders in our city recently."

Zhou Mu's heart moved, and he thought of the three guys who claimed to be from outside the city and from [Buzhou].

Bai Cuihua seemed to have noticed something and said lazily:
"I guess you've heard the name 'Buzhou' that day, right? Don't go into it. Buzhou and Kunlun are simply disaster stars. Wherever their people go, there will be no peace."

"Kunlun?"

Zhou Mu asked curiously.

"Oh, another big force."

Sister Bai mocked and said:
"One is Buzhou, the other is Kunlun. They both say they want to revive the human race, but they don't get along with each other. They fight openly and secretly. Haha. Don't try to find out. It won't do you any good."

After a pause, she said meaningfully:

"Little Muzi, the water in Quanjue City is getting more and more muddy. Literally, the Ten Thousand People River is no longer clear. When your master, whom you have never met, comes back, you can tell him about this and see his reaction. And."

Sister Bai twisted her waist and walked forward, her eyes as bright as water staring at Zhou Mu:

"Your master is a very powerful person. If possible, ask him to take you away from here. This city is going to be in chaos. Even if it is not in chaos, a small border town is not worthy of your talent."

After a pause, she looked at Zhou Mu with a complicated expression and sighed:
"You, just wait for the right moment, and maybe you will be like a trapped dragon ascending to the sky, soaring straight up."

"Buzhou and Kunlun will find you sooner or later. The former is the orthodox of the Five Kings City, with a huge size and strict hierarchy, while the latter is composed of losers from the ancient times and has only a few members."

"If the day comes when you really stand out, you will face both of them. My suggestion is that you should join Kunlun Buzhou, as it is too large. Sometimes, in the struggle for power, you may be stabbed in the back by your own people. You won't like it."

Zhou Mu was confused and had many questions and confusions. He was about to ask,

Sister Bai reached out and touched her face.

"If you hadn't died young, your name would have spread throughout the wilderness and you would have become a very remarkable figure. With your master by your side, everything would have gone smoothly for you."

As she spoke, tears welled up in Bai Jie's eyes, and she said with emotion:

"I really want to sleep with you at this time."

"Sister Bai!" Zhou Mu's face flushed. After all, he was only an eighteen-year-old youth, but he quickly suppressed his blushing face and grinned:

"That's not a problem with me."

"Okay, I won't tease you anymore. It's not as fun as before."

Bai Cuihua glanced at him, stretched herself, and let Zhuge lie on her bulging chest, yawning slightly.

"Sister Bai, what you just said."

Before she finished speaking, Sister Bai did not give Zhou Mu a chance to ask questions. She just smiled slightly and turned to go upstairs.

"Buzhou, Kunlun?"

"A loser from the ancient times?"

Zhou Mu stood in the tavern, muttering to himself.

………………

After dinner, I went back to the back room.

"Today, I should be able to fall asleep."

His premonition was quite strong, so he went to bed early.

I closed my eyes for just a moment and felt extremely sleepy. My ears suddenly became quiet and the noise in the dark alley outside the tavern disappeared.

When I opened my eyes, I saw the collapsed Jiutian East Kitchen again.

(End of this chapter)