Senior sister and junior sister are a couple? I’ll break them up for you!

Chapter 113 The Han Capital

At the gate of the Han capital.

Handu - As the capital of the Han Dynasty, its scale and grandeur are incomparable to those of ordinary dynasties.

On the front, a majestic and imposing gate is rooted in the earth, standing firm against all odds and disasters.

The door is wide open, welcoming guests from outside and showing its inclusiveness.

The city wall extending from the main gate is so wide that even if you stand far away, you can't see the end at a glance; it is so high that even a flying crane cannot fly over it, and even an ape god would have trouble climbing over it.

Above the main gate, the two words "Handu" are majestic and imposing. Just looking at them makes people feel afraid and dare not act presumptuously.

On the city wall, there is a post almost every hundred meters, with soldiers standing guard. They are conscientious and solemn, and they are at least in the Foundation Establishment stage.

"It's quite spectacular."

Jiang Ming stood at the gate of Handu and looked around, curious about the scene that was different from that of a Taoist sect.

There is a lot of traffic here, and people are bustling about. People are dressed differently, including ordinary people and monks.

But none of the monks dared to fly into the city on their swords, and they all entered through the main gate.

Jiang Ming followed the crowd and lined up obediently to enter the city. Along the way, he didn't meet any ignorant people who came out to provoke him.

The city was harmonious, and it was not like what was written in some novels, where there were arrogant and domineering young masters from the capital, driving luxurious monster carriages across the streets and then hitting people.

Jiang Ming guessed that they didn't dare.

When he was queuing at the door just now, he recognized many disciples from other major sects based on their clothing.

If there really is such a young man and his luck is a little worse, then the following scenario is probably what will happen:

Gui Shao: So what if I bumped into you? Do you know who I am?!

Passerby: I don’t know.

Young Master: Haha, I am the son of Li Gang, the director of the Imperial Spirit Department!

Passerby: Oh.

Gui Shao: What about you? Tell me your name!

Passerby: The Son of God of the Wushen Sect.

Gui Shao: It’s very spicy!

Jiang Ming smiled and shook his head, putting away his unreasonable associations.

People come and go on the street, and the sounds of people setting up stalls and shouting can be heard one after another.

It would be fine if ordinary people were setting up stalls and shouting, but Jiang Ming even saw a few cultivators selling snacks like candied haws, using their spiritual power to amplify their voices.

Looking to the other side, there were several monks haggling with ordinary stall owners, their faces red with anger.

In the restaurant, monks and ordinary diners were drinking and chatting happily.

and also……

This is a scene unique to the capital of a prosperous monastic dynasty and is rarely seen elsewhere.

For example, Jinguan City.

The people there would not dare to interact with monks like this.

Not to mention, the lively scene of these mortal monks living in harmony gave Jiang Ming a different feeling. He quite liked the atmosphere here.

After all, the daily necessities of life are what soothe the hearts of ordinary people.

This looks like a good place for a date.

When I have established a relationship with my junior sister, I will bring her here.

Well, and because there are so many foreign tourists here, the inn industry is thriving.

Jiang Ming only walked down one street when he saw four or five inns.

This also strengthened Jiang Ming's idea of bringing his junior sister here.

How convenient.

As he walked, Jiang Ming stopped and stood in front of a store.

【There is an Inn】

It seems that no matter where you are, there is always a "Youjian Inn".

"Then let's go with this one."

……

One advantage of the capital city is that mortals also receive spirit stones, and the exchange rate is quite high.

One low-grade spirit stone is enough to rent an ordinary room for a month.

But Jiang Ming still spent a medium-grade spirit stone to rent a high-end room for a month.

It’s better to be nice to yourself.

He doesn't have to pay anyway.

I can only say, thank you Brother Jin Yuan.

Jin Yuan didn't come out to object, so I guess he had no objection.

After Jiang Ming ate something to fill his stomach, he returned to his room.

Then, in a hidden corner, he took out a talisman that had no spiritual fluctuations and looked like ordinary paper and pasted it on.

Jiang Ming called this talisman: Alliance Leader Summoning Talisman.

It was given to these traitors by Xin Butian, the leader of the Xiudao Alliance.

That old Deng's whereabouts were uncertain and he had no fixed residence. He was like a dragon that was hard to find. Even the disciples of the Xiudao League couldn't find him.

The only way is to stick this seemingly ordinary talisman anywhere.

Then Xin Butian would come to the door following the smell.

Jiang Ming didn't know how to find it and how many days it would take.

After all, this was the first time he used this talisman.

After doing all this, there is nothing left to do today.

Jiang Ming lay down on the comfortable and soft big bed like mud.

The Handu Inn industry is well developed and the competition is fierce, which also allows their service quality to continue to improve amid the competition.

Roll it up, roll it up, roll it up a bit! The customers are the ones who profit.

Junior sister should like this big soft bed, after all, she is also soft.

Jiang Ming stretched comfortably and touched his head.

Although he still needed the help of the leader to brainwash him, Jiang Ming had no intention of just waiting here.

Before setting off, Jiang Ming accepted a mission from the sect, which was to help General Wang Wei in the capital capture the demonic monks.

Originally, it was just a sect mission that you could choose to do or not.

Unexpectedly, he was tricked by Elder Ning Yi on the way, so he now has to go to the Demon Sect as well.

The sect mission that he had originally accepted casually seemed to be tailor-made for him, which was quite a coincidence.

"Tomorrow I have to find a way to capture a demonic cultivator and see if I can force him to tell me the whereabouts of the Demon Sect... After I get the information, I can hand him over and claim the reward. It's a win-win situation!"

After Jiang Ming happily made a rough plan, he lay on the bed and let his mind wander.

By chance, I saw the beautiful crescent moon outside the window.

Jiang Ming couldn't help but think of his junior sister.

When she smiles, her big eyes will bend like this, which is so pure and cute.

"I wonder if Junior Sister has noticed the message on the pill bottle..."

He wrote those messages one by one, and the heartwarming message on each bottle of pills was different.

You can tell they put a lot of effort into it just by looking at it!

If the woman likes to raise fish, she may not even look at the pills after taking them, because she likes pills more.

But my junior sister is different.

Junior sister has a gentle personality and a sensitive mind. She will remember all the kindness others show her.

This kind of thoughtful little surprise is the most useful.

Perhaps to Junior Sister, the words written by Jiang Ming are much more precious than the elixir inside.

Therefore, when pursuing a girl, the first step is to choose someone who is worth your time and effort, so that all subsequent actions will be meaningful.

Jiang Ming is very willing to spend time and attention on his junior sister.

Because every bit of thought he put into it could be clearly felt by his junior sister.

It should be said that there is one benefit of pursuing a junior sister, and that is:

All his efforts received timely and obvious positive and negative feedback from his junior sister.

In the past in Jinguan City, if someone bullied her, Jiang Ming might have to chase her and coax her.

But now, when he pinches his junior sister's face, she has learned to slightly raise her head to cooperate with him, so that he can pinch her comfortably.

How cute.

If this continues, she will have to comfort herself and become a punching bag when she is bullied.

It's also cute when it's puffed up.

Ha ha.

Such a nice person...

You have to cherish it...

If you miss it, it’s gone...

What if no one can bully me from now on?

Jiang Ming was thinking of all kinds of ways to bully his junior sister in his mind, and as he was thinking, he fell asleep in a daze.

……

"mom."

The young man looked at the ceiling, feeling his powerless body, and suddenly shouted.

The woman with dark circles under her eyes stood up quickly.

"What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

"Oh, no."

The youth shook his head.

My whole body aches, my head feels like it's being pricked by needles, I feel weak all over, I haven't slept all night, and I'm very tired.

No big deal, I'm used to it.

"I'm fine..."

The young man looked at his mother, her deep wrinkles and concerned face, words on his lips, but he couldn't say them.

I don't want to be treated anymore.

These words were a bit too cruel to him, her, and his father who was still on the move.

They won't agree.

Because the doctor said there is a 5% chance of recovery.

"That's fine, that's fine."

Hearing this, the woman slowly sat back down, her face still gloomy and a little dull.

She must be tired too.

But, just like the young man, she would not express her true feelings.

Life is precious.

The young man suddenly thought of this sentence.

But, is a life that can only lie in bed, unable to take care of itself, and gradually moving towards death still valuable?

The young man thought.

Oh, it should be more expensive.

After all, his family was dragged into it.

How hateful—

How nice it would be if there was an afterlife.

The young man had an unrealistic dream.

If there is an afterlife,

Maybe my mother will let go early, stop insisting, and return to normal life as soon as possible.

And he can let go early and not have to suffer the torture of life.

This life is too precious, he is not worth the price.

The young man stared blankly at the pure white ceiling, just like his future.

If there is an afterlife...

He must not be as cowardly as he is now.

If you have a chance,

You must be a fun-loving person and enjoy the world.

You must cherish the people who are good to you.

You must make an amazing achievement.

Die again.

This way you won’t lose out.

……

Jiang Ming suddenly opened his eyes.

He sat up, jumped up, and opened the window.

It’s so late, why is it still so lively?

It is worthy of being the capital.

Emotions of pride, anger, anxiety, and several other emotions from different people moved across the rooftops and alleys, chasing each other at a very fast speed.

But soon, that feeling of complacency, somehow, quickly left all other emotions far behind.

Apparently, he escaped.

If that were all, Jiang Ming would just watch the fun.

However, next to that feeling of pride, there suddenly appeared a feeling of panic and fear.

Then it disappeared again in an instant.

Jiang Ming narrowed his eyes.

After guessing the direction of the smug emotion, he jumped out.

……

A furtive man dressed in black, with a sharp and mean look, moved quickly and skillfully in the capital.

He also carried a bag on his shoulder.

The shadows around him seemed to help him. Whenever he passed by a shadow, his figure seemed to disappear silently.

Suddenly, the bag on his shoulder moved.

Zeng Yan was startled and knocked on the bag quickly.

Suddenly, the bag stopped moving again.

"Damn, why did you wake up so quickly? You scared me."

Zeng Yan looked around and found that the patrol teams were far behind him. He sneered:

"Oh, the capital of the Han Dynasty? It's home to a bunch of rubbish."

"But I'm really lucky today. I'm a girl with a pure Yin life at a Yin time. Hehe, I guess those seniors who have practiced Shaoyin magic and are at the Jindan stage will offer a high price for her."

"It has to be the capital of the Han Dynasty. With a large enough population, there are bound to be some rare finds."

"After finishing this order, I should be able to take a break for a while..."

"Well, let's hide for a few days first. When the storm is over, we can leave the city and return to the sect."

Zeng Yan hid in the shadows, moving silently to avoid being caught up by the patrol.

Finally, he materialized in a small alley.

Continuously using shadows is also a big burden for him.

Take a break, those idiots can't find him anyway.

The man put the bag down and took a breath.

Then he rubbed his face.

The originally sarcastic and sharp face began to change.

Soon, it turned into a square face.

Even the sinister temperament on his body became rough.

"Ahem, rubbish officers and soldiers."

Zeng Yan tested his voice and nodded with satisfaction.

He deliberately showed his face for this purpose.

They are wanted for me, what does it have to do with me?

Okay, it’s time to move on and find a place to hide first.

If things go as expected, there will be a search in the city, so we have to be prepared.

Zeng Yan bent down and was about to take the bag and leave.

"...?"

But, his hand found nothing.

He quickly lowered his head and was horrified to find that the bag was gone?!

No, it was just placed here.

He looked around but saw no sign of the bag.

A chill spread from the soles of my feet.

What the hell happened all of a sudden?

"Hey, buddy, the king of heaven and the tiger of earth."

Suddenly, a voice sounded behind him, saying something incomprehensible.

Zeng Yan's pupils shrank.

His reaction was also quite quick. The moment he heard the voice, he did not turn around, but made a decision instantly -

run!

Zeng Yan didn't hesitate at all. He kicked his feet and his figure blended into the darkness and disappeared.

……

After a long time, in a small alley.

Zeng Yan's figure slowly emerged.

He looked around and breathed a sigh of relief when he found no one was there.

Then he gritted his teeth and said:

"Grass!"

Although I don’t know what just happened.

But, facing someone who could appear next to him silently and take away his bag silently.

Running is the best choice.

The reason he has lived so long is that he can run fast.

However, Zeng Yan was still a little angry.

After all, the cooked duck flew away for no reason?

Who can accept this?

This is a pure yin fate at a yin time!

I guess all the big guys in the Jindan stage will scramble to get it.

How many resources can be exchanged? !

Thinking of this, Zeng Yan felt furious and couldn't help spitting, then stretched out his foot and started to crush it.

It was as if the thick phlegm was the person who stole his bag.

"Damn it, don't let me know who you are! Otherwise--"

"What else?"

Zeng Yan's breathing became stagnant.

……

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