Chapter 1295 He Is Back!

The current Middle Earth is noisy and chaotic.

The high-pressure policy of the court for more than a year has made the people of the entire Middle Earth miserable. Some people have gone to the mountains to become bandits to avoid heavy corvee labor.

Now rumors are spreading everywhere, thieves are rampant, and even on the official road, dozens of green forest heroes can jump out, holding a daylily axe in hand, shouting: "This mountain is opened by me, this tree is planted by me, if you want to pass by here, leave money to buy your way. If you dare to say no, I will kill you without burying you."

Even in the Guanzhong area, a green forest king appeared, gathering 200,000 or 300,000 fierce bandits. It is said that this king has put on a five-clawed golden dragon suit and wants to fight to the death with the current majesty.

This chaotic scene not only exists in the mortal world, but also in the world of cultivation.

After the Cangyun Sect swept the Xiangxi corpse-driving lineage with thunderous means, the entire world of cultivation was in a seemingly calm state, as if every force was watching.

In fact, under this calm, the undercurrent is becoming more and more turbulent. All forces are quietly testing. Now even the isolated Nanhai lineage can't sit still and has sent many batches of disciples to the Middle Earth.

Zhou Wu and others who Ye Xiaochuan and others met on the way home are some of the disciples sent to the Middle Earth by the Nanhai lineage.

On New Year's Eve, the world seems to have lost the flavor of the past. The once prosperous cities would always have firecrackers and fireworks on this day, but this year it seems to be much less.

Almost every household in the Middle Earth has men who go to serve in corvée, and there are young children who go to the local garrison to receive physical training.

Small and medium-sized businesses were also affected by this catastrophe. Nearly half of the shops on a street were closed.

Large merchants, such as the largest merchants in Jiangnan Road and Jiannan Road, the Yang family in Hanyang City, were also greatly affected in business.

Silk shops, wine shops, tea and other industries were closed one after another, and the Yang family only focused on the main grain industry. Every day, the Yang family had more than a hundred large ships departing from various docks on the Yangtze River and going down the Grand Canal to transport grain from the south of the Yangtze River to the north.

As for the fleet, horse team, and mule team, there were countless of them.

Now the biggest customer of the Yang family's grain business is the court. In order to prevent thieves from robbing grain, the court even allocated hundreds of thousands of troops to escort the Yang family's grain transport team along the way.

Yang Shijiu sat in front of the window, reading the family letter her younger brother Yang Ershi gave her every month.

It mentioned that half a month ago, a grain transport team passing through Dongting Lake was robbed by pirates. The court dispatched the Dongting Navy to search back and forth on Dongting Lake like a comb for half a month, and wiped out 130 pirates of all sizes. Even Yang Ershi killed two pirate leaders with his own hands.

Seeing this, Yang Shijiu's mouth slowly rose, and he had no desire to continue reading.

There was already a big gap between her and the family in Hanyang City. The only male of the Yang family was very proud of killing two pirates who were tied up like dumplings. If she took action, with her unparalleled magic sword, she could wipe out the 130 pirates in one night.

The gap between the cultivators and ordinary people made Yang Shijiu more and more unfamiliar with the relatives in Hanyang City.

Perhaps in another two hundred years, even if she was still alive, she would have cut off contact with the descendants of the Yang family.

This is the reality.

Today is New Year's Eve, and the master asked her to return to Hanyang City to reunite with her family, but she didn't go.

The little senior brother is not here, and if she leaves, the master will be too lonely.

After tinkering in the kitchen with two female servants for a long time, they made hundreds of dumplings with all kinds of fillings. The master ate two plates and seemed very happy.

But Yang Shijiu knew that the master was very depressed.

Because the master kept mentioning the little senior brother recently.

When eating dumplings tonight, Master always said, "Your senior brother likes to eat dumplings with three fresh fillings the most. I heard Ning Xiangruo say a while ago that they have reached the ends of the earth in the South China Sea. It is time for him to come back. Nineteen, remember to leave a plate of dumplings for your senior brother. Maybe he will come back tonight."

Master is old.

The first firecracker sound of New Year's Eve finally rang out in the quiet Samsara Peak, and then seven or eight fireworks rushed straight into the sky, blooming with colorful lights, which was very beautiful.

Many Cangyun disciples walked out of the room and looked up.

No one dared to set off fireworks and play in such a depressing environment except Zhao Shilin and his few dandies, but now no one stopped them.

The Cangyun Sect has been too deserted recently and needs some vitality. Some people even began to miss the big rat in Cangyun Mountain.

Although that big rat cheated and stole, and also took advantage of female disciples, it seemed that as long as that big rat was there, Samsara Peak was always lively, not as dead as it is now.

Yang Shijiu and Drunk Taoist stood in the yard watching the fireworks, and Master Jingxuan and disciples such as Gu Paner and Hu Daoxin in the north yard were also watching. Taoist Chiyan, Zhao Wuji, Chang Xiaoman and his wife, and disciple Xiao Wu and others in the south yard were watching.

Even further away, Yu Jizi, who was wearing a dark green Taoist robe, and Gu Jianchi were also watching.

Sun Yao is now in charge of Cangyun punishment. His master, Taoist Yunhe, has completely ignored the affairs of the Discipline Court recently and has been concentrating on investigating the Qianmian Sect. Therefore, Sun Yao is now in high spirits.

He said with some displeasure: "I have issued an order a while ago that fireworks are not allowed on New Year's Eve this year. Zhu Changshui and Zhao Shilin turned a deaf ear to my words. Let's see how I punish them."

Meihezi suddenly grabbed him and said, "Brother Yao, you'd better not interfere in this matter. Didn't you see that the uncles and uncles in the elders' courtyard next door were watching? No one meant to blame you. If you go out to stop it now, you will offend everyone."

Sun Yao was startled and stretched his head to see that many elders and disciples were indeed watching the fireworks with relish.

After coming back to his senses, he snorted softly.

He was a person of small tolerance, and even petty. He couldn't deal with Zhu Changshui and others tonight. Now that he was in charge of the Discipline Court, there was a long way to go, and he would have a chance to punish them in the future.

More and more people set off fireworks. At first, only Zhu Changshui and other playboys were playing, and gradually many young disciples joined in.

Originally, everyone bought a lot of fireworks and firecrackers, but because Sun Yao did not allow fireworks to be set off on New Year's Eve, they were all hidden under the bed. Now that there was nothing to do, those young disciples naturally joined in the torrent.

After a while, the Samsara Peak was very lively.

Yu Jizi pinched his long beard and smiled at Gu Jianchi beside him: "This is Cang Yun, the vibrant Cang Yun."

Just as he finished speaking, a voice came from far away, still clearly audible in the rumbling sound of fireworks.

"Cuckoo..."

That was the sound of a bird.

Then, everyone saw a fire bird, flying freely in the fireworks, and seemed very happy.

The fat body, fiery red feathers, and the appearance of being on fire...

Everyone was stunned. Isn't this fat bird the overlord of Cang Yun in the past ten years, the fat bird Wangcai?

The next moment, everyone reacted.

Wangcai appeared, Ye Xiaochuan must have reached the foot of the mountain!

That big rat of Cang Yun...he is back!