Chapter 3727 State Shepherd

Zhou Ying looked at the brilliant ingot of gold on the table, opened his mouth, and was about to refuse, when he suddenly raised his head and found that Zhuo Bufan had left at some point.

"Zhou, I will definitely live up to Brother Ye's high expectations. I hope to win the first prize in one fell swoop, express my enthusiasm for the book business, and return to my hometown in rich clothes." Zhou Ying carefully held the gold in his arms and took a sip of strong wine.

At that time, the State of Qin was vigorously developing the "imperial examination system". Once a person wins the first prize, even a lay person will be qualified as a practitioner and will be trained by the court. In the future, he will be reused in internal affairs.

"Seeing the mountains and rivers, traveling thousands of miles a day, admiring spring flowers and winter snow, it is better to look deeply at a person. Everyone has his own humanity." Zhuo Bufan left the restaurant and laughed.

Walking on the crowded street, Zhuo Bufan left behind a series of afterimages and disappeared. It seemed that other pedestrians on the street could not see him.

Xia Dynasty, Yizhou.

At the gate of the Zhou Mu Mansion, Zhuo Bufan only took a few breaths to get here from Qin Guowu City. He breathed a thousand miles, which was no lie.

"Who's coming to the Prefectural Shepherd's Mansion? Why don't you leave quickly!"

The Zhou Mu's mansion was luxurious and luxurious, with two guards standing at the door. When they saw Zhuo Bufan appear, they frowned.

Zhuo Bufan smiled slightly, without being angry, and said, "I'm here to meet Mr. Zhou Mu. Could you please tell me that my surname is Ye."

The two guards saw Zhuo Bufan's extraordinary demeanor and were calm and composed at the gate of the Prefectural Mufu Mansion. Maybe they really had a background. One of the guards said: "You wait here, I will go in and report to the Lord."

Now Yizhou Prefectural Mu Nai was a soldier named Yang Hai who was in the Kunlun Mountains military camp. Back then, the Hou Mansion was persecuted by the King of Qin, and Zhuo Bufan was captured in Kunlun Mountains. Thanks to Yang Hai's care in the military camp.

The guards walked into the mansion and carefully walked into the martial arts arena. A man in his early forties stood there with a tiger-like aura, giving people an inexplicable sense of oppression.

"You can't even hold the gun steady. The monster comes and slaps your spear away with its claws. How can you kill the enemy!"

"And you, the posture of holding the bow is wrong, the accuracy of the arrow will be greatly reduced."

Yang Hai frowned and was teaching two children about ten years old. Now Yang Hai was about forty years old, and the two children at the moment were his sons and daughters.

Facing their stern father, the two children did not dare to slack off, and sweat broke out on their foreheads.

"Lord Zhou Mu."

The guard came over and faced Yang Hai, who once guarded the Kunlun Mountains, with great respect.

"Huh? What's the matter?" Yang Hai asked. Under normal circumstances, guards would not suddenly come to him.

The guard said: "Master Zhou Mu, a young man came outside and said he was your old friend. He said his surname was Ye."

"My friend's surname is Ye?" Yang Hai frowned. Since he was promoted, many "distant relatives" and "friends" have come to visit, making Yang Hai take the trouble. Moreover, he has no friends with the surname Ye at all.

"Don't ask me for advice on this kind of thing in the future. I don't have any friends named Ye." Yang Hai waved his hand.

When the guard heard this, his heart trembled. He thought that the man outside the door was really a friend of Mr. Zhou Mu, but it turned out that he was a liaison. He saw that he would not take care of that guy after he went out.

"Wait a minute."

Suddenly, a figure flashed in Yang Hai's mind, "You said that person has sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, is extraordinarily handsome, and has a special aura about him?"

The guard who was about to turn around and leave heard this and nodded. The guy at the door was indeed of extraordinary temperament.

"You two little guys, go and have a rest. I'll go out and take a look." Yang Hai strode towards the door.

When the two little guys heard that they could rest, their little faces showed happy smiles, and they immediately ran towards the mansion, ready to eat some fruit snacks and have a good rest.

Yang Hai came to the door, and after seeing Zhuo Bufan, his face showed excitement, "Brother Ye, it is you, hurry up, please come inside."

The two guards were puzzled. They saw that Zhuo Bufan was much younger than Yang Hai, but Yang Hai was extremely polite to him.

"Brother Yang, I'm sorry to bother you." Zhuo Bufan smiled, and the two of them walked into the mansion and sat down in the living room. A maid came in to offer tea and quietly withdrew.

"Brother Ye, I knew you were not dead yet. During the battle at Kunlun Mountain, the young prince secretly sent assassins to kill you. We were haunted by monsters and couldn't save you." Yang Hai sighed.

Zhuo Bufan took a sip of tea and said, "I am also lucky and survived."

Zhuo Bufan explored Yang Hai's strength and found that Yang Hai had condensed the golden elixir, but there was a crack in the golden elixir and could break at any time. He should have been seriously injured while fighting a monster.

"Both Zhou Shan and Wang Cong died in the battle with the monster back then. I was the only one who was lucky enough to survive and was promoted to a captain. I have been in Kunlun Mountain for these years, but I met a very powerful one ten years ago. The monster was seriously injured, so the royal capital sent me back to Yizhou and gave me a job as a state pastor." Yang Hai told the story of the past with a sigh of relief.

Zhuo Bufan felt very calm. He had already calculated the fate of Zhou Shan and Wang Cong, and he could not escape the disaster.

"No one can escape this fate." Zhuo Bufan said with emotion.

At this time, a graceful woman walked in from the outside. She was about thirty years old, with a quiet temperament, but her face was a little pale. She was led by two children, a boy and a girl. She looked at Zhuo Bufan curiously with a pair of innocent and clear eyes.

Yang Hai introduced: "Brother Ye, this is my wife, and these two are my children."

"Ahem." Mrs. Yang Hai coughed lightly and said a blessing, "I've met Brother Ye."

The two children also shouted: "Uncle Ye, Uncle Ye."

Yang Hai said: "My wife is in frail health. Recently, I have consulted many famous doctors and tried to get some elixirs, but they have not had much effect."

Zhuo Bufan just looked at Mrs. Yang, his eyes changed slightly, and he could feel a trace of demonic energy entrenched deep in her body, penetrating deep into her soul. Ordinary doctors, even practitioners whose souls were not strong enough, could not detect it at all.

Then Mrs. Yang took the two children out of the living room.

"Brother Ye, you and I haven't seen each other for many years. We must not get drunk or come back tonight." Yang Hai said.

"That's natural." Zhuo Bufan nodded.

At night, there was a lively scene in the Zhou Mu Mansion. Yang Hai was happy today. All the maids, servants, and guards had received rewards. A table was placed in the yard, and Zhuo Bufan and Yang Hai sat across from each other and drank.

Yang Hai talked a lot and drank a lot of wine. Most of his words were about "ambitions are hard to achieve". Back then, Yang Hai's family lived near the Kunlun Mountains. The entire village was massacred by monsters, and only a few people survived. .

Yang Hai once vowed to kill all the monsters in the Kunlun Mountains and safeguard peace. However, he was injured and could only retire from the front line. Now he holds a civilian position.

"Many of the brothers who fought with me died in the hands of monsters, and even became the prey of those beasts. Damn it." Yang Hai took a sip of wine, his eyes turned red.