Chapter 180 West Wind City

Qing Yu saw that he couldn't hide it, so he had to say:

"Ding Huan was too arrogant. He even asked for the Ningxing Bamboo from Deacon Qiong. I was not convinced, so I told a disciple of the Shuanghun Sect that Elder Qu was killed by Ding Huan. I just happened to meet him in Yanyue City."

Guan Xi said coldly:
“Elder Gu and Elder Liu both know very well how Elder Qu died, that is, he was poisoned by the foot-swallowing zombie.

You, a person who has just cultivated your aura, actually know that Elder Qu was killed by Ding Huan. Ding Huan is just a cook, how could he kill Elder Qu?"

Qing Yu said quickly:
"Sister Pei, I'm helping you. Regardless of whether Ding Huan killed him or not, Ding Huan was disrespectful to Elder Qiong and should be killed."

A trace of disappointment welled up in Guan Xi's heart:
"Qingyu, do you know how we survived? It was Ding Huan. If it wasn't Ding Huan, not to mention us, even Elder Gu and Deacon Qiong wouldn't have survived. If that's the case, how can you slander Ding Huan?"

Qing Yu disagreed and said:
"Sister Pei, Ding Huan was just a mortal cook. It doesn't matter if he dies."

Guan Xi did not continue speaking. Wasn’t Qing Yu in front of him just an ordinary mortal?

If he hadn't brought her to the Taoist world, she would still have grown old and died in the mortal world.

Before, she only knew that Qingyu was very opportunistic and capable.

Now she realized how wrong she was.

At this moment, Guan Xi was thinking about Qing Yu's performance on the road, and the time when he wanted to abandon her and follow Elder Qu's group.

More importantly, she remembered what Ding Huan said to her before he left.

"Miss Guan, you must be careful of this maidservant beside you. If anyone wants to harm you in the future, it will definitely be this ungrateful woman."

……

Ding Huan, Yan Mei and Lao Liu stopped outside an ancient city.

After studying and refining formations for such a long time, if he had formation flags, Ding Huan could set up a first-level formation by himself.

So as soon as he arrived here, he realized that this old city had no protective formation.

Since there is no protective formation, it means that there are no powerful monks living here.

Above the city wall of this old city, there are a few words written: West Wind City.

Outside the city there is an ancient yellow road, and no one knows where it extends to. Vehicles are passing by, and the hooves of running animals stir up yellow sand all over the sky.

This reminded Ding Huan of a line from a poem: An ancient road, a west wind, and a thin horse.

"Brother Huan, I think this place is good."

Yan Mei also felt that this place was relatively safe. Although there were many people coming and going, not many seemed to pose a threat to them.

Ding Huan calculated it and found no problem, and the result of the calculation in this place was a little clearer.

This means that there are very few powerful monks in this place.

"Yes, this is where we will live from now on."

Ding Huan agreed with Yan Mei's opinion and took the lead to enter Xifeng City. He wanted to find his own way to build his foundation, so there was no need to go to the Dao City full of spiritual energy. He just wanted peace and quiet, and it would be best if no one could disturb him.

As soon as you enter the city, a feeling of dirtiness and disorder comes into view.

The streets were littered with garbage and feces, and friction between passers-by seemed to be seen at any time. In a short period of time, Ding Huan saw three fights.

Although no one was killed, he would not stop until blood was seen.

What surprised Ding Huan was that no matter how fierce the fighting on the streets was, it always ended spontaneously in the end.

There was no official or security guard coming out. Oh, and it seemed that there were no city guards when they entered the city.

"It seems a little messy." Yan Mei said in a low voice.

Ding Huan smiled and said, "If it is a peaceful and clean city, would we dare to live there?"

Yan Mei thought about it and it made sense. He and Ding Huan were both in a state of disgrace now.

"Brother Huan, I have some real industry coins on me, let's buy a house first."

Yan Mei patted his backpack and thought it was finally of some use.

Ding Huan shook his head: "Your Zhenye coins are probably worthless here. The transactions here should all be broken crystal stones."

He had already scanned with his divine sense and found that the transactions here were all about broken crystals.

Some of these crystals were broken into pieces that were only a quarter the size of a fingernail, and could also be used for trading. The power of broken crystals here was like that of broken silver in a certain dynasty of China.

"Ah..." Yan Mei looked a little disappointed. He had no intention of giving it a try.

If Ding Huan says it can’t be used, then it definitely can’t be used.

"Are there any houses for sale here?" Ding Huan walked to a real estate agency.

"Yes, we have all kinds of houses. As long as you are a citizen of the Burning Star Lordship, you can sell a house." The guy at the dental clinic was very enthusiastic.

"What if they are not residents of the Burning Star Lordship?" Ding Huan asked.

The guy spread his hands and said, "Then we can only rent it. I have a house for rent here, and the price is cheap."

"Then may I ask how I can become a resident of the Burning Star Lordship?" Yan Mei asked on the side.

"I have an introduction here, one crystal bean." The guy took out a book and handed it to Ding Huan.

Ding Huan didn't have any crystal beans, and he didn't want to crush his own God-Breaking Crystal. If the God-Breaking Crystal was crushed, anyone with a keen eye would know it was just crushed, which would be disadvantageous to him.

Ding Huan's long-term caution has made him very careful in doing things.

He simply used his divine sense to scan it and roughly understood what was going on. West Wind City was one of the cities of the Burning Star Lord Country, and the Burning Star Lord Country was under the protection of the Great Star Sword Sect.

Although it was called asylum, Ding Huan could actually guess something from the text inside that it was just a self-flattering statement.

In fact, many of the Daxing Sword Dao disciples who were unable to advance and were older had nowhere to go after leaving the sect.

Under the name of Daxing Sword Dao, they established some lordships in places where spiritual energy was scarce.

Most of the people living in these lord states are ordinary mortals, monks with low cultivation, old monks, monks who cannot be promoted, and monks who cannot join the sect...

To put it simply, the lower class of the Taoist world lives in these lordships.

The cultivators who established the lordship state within the control of Daxing Sword Dao must be disciples of Daxing Sword Dao.

If these disciples make some contribution to the sect, the sect will give them some help, which is what they call protection.

In fact, if something really happens, as long as it does not involve the Great Star Sword Dao, basically no strong people will come.

If you want to become a resident of the Burning Star Lordship, you must make contributions to the Burning Star Lordship, or be a public official of the Burning Star Lordship.

Seeing this, Ding Huan immediately found a loophole. Naturally, he did not take the introduction, but said:

"I have this book. I want to ask, if I apply for the position of Patrol City Guard, can I automatically become a resident of the Burning Star Lordship?"

"Yes, yes, I saw it too. When we entered the city just now, we saw that the City Lord's Mansion was recruiting patrol guards. We can go and apply for the position."

Yan Mei immediately understood Ding Huan's thoughts.

Ding Huan had indeed seen that West Wind City was recruiting city patrol guards when he entered the city. Now, seeing the introduction of the Burning Star Lordship State, he felt that he had found a loophole.

The guy chuckled and put away the book:

"My friend must have just arrived, right? Did you know that this patrol city guard is recruited all year round?"

"Is it because the mortality rate is very high?" Ding Huan naturally understood what the waiter meant.

The guy chuckled:
"High mortality rate? Let me tell you, after becoming a city patrol guard, no one can survive more than a month.

The City Lord's Mansion not only recruited patrol guards, but also patrol guard captains, because the current patrol guards had no captain. The few remaining patrol guards did not dare to come out.

When they came out, they basically picked up the bodies on the streets.”

After saying this, the clerk looked at Ding Huan and said with a half-smile: "You still dare to apply for the position of city patrol guard?"

Ding Huan finally understood why West Wind City was in such chaos.

It turns out that the current situation is one of anarchy, lack of organization and management.

But the fact that these stores can remain open must be due to the existence of tacit forces behind them.

"What about the city lord?" Ding Huan asked puzzledly.

The guy shook his head and said nothing more.

Ding Huan knew that this guy probably didn't dare to continue speaking, so after thanking him, he took Yan Mei and Lao Liu away.

"Brother Huan, do we still need to apply for the city patrol position?" Yan Mei was a little worried about the death rate. Who wouldn't be worried?

"Go, why not?" Ding Huan said as a matter of course.

It is absolutely impossible to survive in a place like this without any risk. This is Ding Huan's survival experience.

Instead of trying to survive secretly beside some powerful monks, it is better to fight for a quiet place in this low-level survival place with real swords and guns.

"Brother Huan, after we are hired, will we be like those old patrolling city guards and hide at home?" Lao Liu couldn't help but say.

Yan Mei looked at Lao Liu with contempt, thinking that this guy was crazy.

If they can stay at home and not come out, will they get this good job?
……

City Lord's Mansion.

"The City Lord's Mansion is a restricted area. No entry for outsiders." Ding Huan was stopped by several guards just as he reached the door.

This was the first time Ding Huan saw guards in the city since he entered Xifeng City.

According to Ding Huan's experience, Xifeng City appears to be anarchic and unorganized, but in fact it should be divided into different interest areas. This place is probably the interest area of ​​the City Lord's Mansion.

Ding Huan pointed to a sign on the side and said, "We are here to apply for the position of city patrol guard."

There is also a sign here recruiting city patrol guards. It seems that West Wind City is really eager to recruit city patrol guards.

"You guys want to apply for the city patrol position?"

The guards looked as if they had heard a huge joke.

It took him a while to come to his senses and he said, "Okay, just report to the city patrol."

"Don't we need to report into the City Lord's Mansion?" Ding Huan asked.

The guard sneered, "If even such a small matter requires the intervention of the city lord, then the city lord should not rest every day."

From the other party's words, Ding Huan heard two things. First, the city lord was indeed hiding in the city lord's mansion and didn't care about the lives of the residents of Xifeng City at all, which meant that his guess was correct.

The death rate of the second patrol city guards was really high.

Without waiting for Ding Huan to ask again, the guard pointed and said, "Did you see it? That gray house is the City Patrol Guard. Go report to the City Patrol Guard."

(End of this chapter)