"Patriarch Chen, you can rest assured and leave it to me. Within a year, I will definitely repair this puppet." Zhao Mingyuan smiled.

"So I'll bother Senior Zhao. If you need any materials, just tell me." Chen Yang saluted.

Hearing this, Zhao Mingyuan waved his hands again and again, "No, no, when I repaired the puppet, I already got the puppet's refining blueprint."

"I have already taken such a big advantage, how can I still let the Chen family pay for the materials."

Chen Yang did not expect that Zhao Mingyuan was so kind and easy to speak.

Of course, the face of the King of Deshun also accounted for a large proportion.

Seeing this, Chen Yang smiled and said, "Then I will trouble Senior Zhao."

Immediately, Chen Yang turned Zhao Mingyuan's courtyard into a forbidden area and did not allow anyone to disturb Zhao Mingyuan.

Zhao Mingyuan was also very happy, and his two apprentices were immersed in repairing the puppets.

Ten months later, Chen Cheng.

"Besides the nickname, the first phase of Chenchengyangguan is over."

In Chen Cheng, a dozen or so children, fifteen or sixteen years old, carrying cloth bags, kept shaking the yellow paper in their hands.

Some of the disaster victims who came to Chencheng didn't know what was going on. They pulled the people next to them and asked, "Fellow fellow, what are these children doing?"

"You're from outside, right? These kids are newsboys. They're selling old newspapers."

"Chen Bao? Newsboy, what is this all about?" The man had a question mark on his face.

Seeing this, the Chencheng people explained with a smile: "The so-called Chen newspapers are issued by Chen Yang's patriarch, and are used to convey information about Chencheng and the outside world to the people of Chencheng."

"As for these newsboys, they are specially selling Chen newspapers for the Chen family."

"With Chen Bao, we, the people of the grass, can also understand the big and small things like those big men."

"Oh? Is there such a good thing?" Feng Er, the victim who escaped from the famine, widened his eyes. Originally, he just heard that Chen Cheng had food to eat, so he fled here.

Now it seems that there is not only food to eat, but also a lot of knowledge.

"That's it." Chen Chengren Qian Wuyi looked proud, "It's not that I say it, which city people can treat me like Chen Chengren."

"Let's not say anything else, just say that eight months ago, the Demon Slayer Temple organized demon slayer envoys to annihilate the demon tide that was going to invade Jiangyou County in advance."

"Chen Xiao, the yellow-level demon slayer, shines brightly in this battle. With his sixth-level Qi training, he will fight back against the late-stage first-order monsters."

"In this battle, one person killed ten late-stage first-order monsters, and praised me as a martial artist in Chencheng!"

"Even the existence of the prefecture-level demon slayer and the existence of the condensate master level, they all appreciate him, saying that he will not fall in the future, and he will definitely become a condensate powerhouse."

"If it wasn't for this report, how would we know about such a big event?"

Feng Er heard this, and his heart was full of yearning. This kind of thing that raises the prestige of a city, whether it is a warrior or an ordinary person, will be deeply honored.

"Then fellow, can you talk about other things?"

"Alright." Qian Wu glanced at the tea stall behind him and cleared his throat deliberately.

Seeing this, Feng Er quickly helped Qian Wu to the tea stall and called for two cups of tea.

Although there is a famine now, after the governance of the Chen family, Chencheng is no longer short of food. Tea stalls like this are still traded with large dry gold.

Otherwise, Feng Er might not be able to invite Qian Wu for tea.

After taking a sip of tea with satisfaction, Qian Wu continued: "There are other major events, for example, five months ago, Chen newspaper published a major event."

"There was a fierce quarrel between the suzerain and the deputy suzerain of the Imperial Beast Sect, and it seemed that they were arguing about the use of a certain treasure."

"It is said that there was even a big fight that time, and even the ancestor of the Imperial Beast Sect was disturbed."

"This matter has become a joke among the big and small forces in Jiangzhou, and after this report, we Chencheng people can also know this anecdote."

"Oh, there is such a thing? But if the Chen family spreads this matter, won't they be punished by the Imperial Beast Sect?" Feng Er wondered.

"Punishment? He is too busy to take care of himself, yet still in the mood to punish others?

Besides, the head of the Chen Yang family is the apprentice of the Prince of Deshun, so how can anyone be punished? "

"Besides, they are propagating this matter themselves, and they are blaming others?" Qian Wu said disdainfully.

"Propaganda yourself? What's going on?" Feng Er asked.

"Well, we don't know." Qian Wu took a sip of tea, "According to people from outside, it seems that the deputy suzerain advertised it for everyone to see, what is a fake suzerain. "

Feng Er nodded, "That's how it is, isn't the Chen family standing in line when it is publicized?"

"It's not that serious, Chen Bao is only circulated in Chen City, and when it was released, he asked about the Beast Master Sect, and the Master of the Beast Master Sect agreed."

"According to Chen Bao, the sect master of the Imperial Beast Sect is also willing to publicize this matter, so that everyone can judge whether he is doing a fake public service."

"It's just a pity, what Chen Bao said was very vague, just to let us know that there is such a thing." Qian Wudao.

Hearing this, Feng Er looked at Qian Wu with some envy, "I didn't expect that the people of Chencheng would know so many important things."

"Not only do you know about major events, but you also know about many family scandals." Qian Wu said with a smile.

"Scandal?" Feng Er was curious, "What scandal?"

"It's a lot, like the Song family scandal."

Qian Wu drank the tea in one cup, and then smashed his tongue, "The Song family has been searching for children who have been orphaned due to famine since half a year ago."

"According to the Chen family, the Song family intends to raise these children into dead men."

"Its scale is so large that it might be able to assassinate all the aristocratic families in Jiangzhou. The Chen family also criticized the Song family's behavior in the Chen newspaper."

"The Song family said that by cultivating the dead, they also gave these orphans a chance to survive."

"The two families have been scolding about this matter for several months. Until now, both parties are still scolding."

Speaking of this, Qian Wu took out the purchased newspaper and handed it to Feng Er to read, "Look, isn't it written the words of the Chen family in the lower right corner?"

Feng Er took it over to take a look and read out the views expressed by the Chen family.

"Therefore, the Song family, the thief's ambition, disregarding the morality of the human race, seized the children at the time of the catastrophe, and became mad."

"The scale of cultivating dead soldiers is even more hidden! Nearly 100,000 children have been searched for half a year. How many of them can successfully grow into dead soldiers?"

"After becoming a dead man, on such a scale, wouldn't you want to assassinate all the forces in Jiangzhou?"

"Such a heart-wrenching thing should be resisted by all the families."

There are not many words, but it shows the Chen family's point of view. Even Feng Er thinks the Song family is a little too much.

Although cultivating the dead, for these orphans, it is a chance to survive.

But the selection of the dead has always been cruel, and the scale of the dead is like what the Chen family said, do you want to assassinate all the forces in Jiangzhou?

But in any case, these things have nothing to do with Feng Er. Compared with this, he prefers the Chen Cheng things that are locked and published in the Chen newspaper.

Since he chose to live in Chencheng, it would be better if he could learn more about Chencheng.

For example, Yangguan, Feng Er was very interested.

"Fellow fellow, I heard about the pass before I came to Chencheng. The Chen family once said that the monster will be intercepted in the endless mountain range."

"I've longed for such a grand pass for a long time. I wonder if the fellow has time, can you take me to see it."

Seeing this, Qian Wu immediately put down the tea cup in his hand, "Okay, I was going to see the completion ceremony of the first phase of Yangguan."

Immediately, Feng Er put the tea money on the table, and hurriedly followed Qian Wu to Yangguan.

Yangguan, the top of Xiongguan.

Chen Yang stood in the center, surrounded by guards of the Chen family. From above Yangguan, you can vaguely see the traces of the endless mountain range.

Under the sun, countless people from Chencheng came to visit Yangguan.

It's just that these people are a little confused, why are the guards guarding Chen Cheng wearing armor.

If that's all there is to it, why even cover the face with armor?

"Teacher, what the **** are you doing? It's been a month, and I've been your teacher's guard for a month. How can you still look like an apprentice?"

Behind Chen Yang, there was a majestic guard, motionless.

If this person's visor is uncovered, the spies will surely discover that this person is the first person in the Daqianzi Mansion, the Prince of Deshun!

Hearing this, Chen Yang did not change the smile on his face, and said without turning his head: "Master, don't be in a hurry, the spies have already come to report, and Dakun's people have entered Songcheng."

"Tonight, we can directly catch the transaction between Dakun and the Song family, and then pull out a cancer in Jiangzhou, and it is inevitable that the master wasted this month."

"Oh? Aren't you afraid that you won't be able to catch him? Are you still in the mood to inspect Yangguan?" said the King of Deshun County.

Seeing this, Chen Yang squinted his eyes slightly, "Don't worry, this kind of transaction can be over in a moment?"

"Hundreds of thousands of children, not to mention bringing out the big cadres, even if they are brought out of Songcheng, without the scene of January, it can't be completed."

"Prince Nake's housekeeper is really a member of the evil spirit sect?" The Duke of Deshun asked again.

"Yes or not, we will know later."

...

It was night, Song City, Song Family, a secret room.

Prince Ke's butler held the tea and said in a disrespectful voice: "Patriarch Song, you are a little too slow. In one year, you have only collected hundreds of thousands of children."

"Patriarch Song, did you take the old man's words to heart?"

When Patriarch Song heard this, the whole person was like an ice cave, and the sweat on his forehead appeared drop by drop, and he said tremblingly: "Sir, it's a little difficult to collect young children."

"The Chen family's spies are omnipresent. Just these 100,000 children have already attracted the attention of the Chen family."

"Fortunately, the Chen family does not know the existence of adults. Only when my Song family trains dead men can we collect these."

"If you want to collect young children, it will definitely cause the Chen family's nervousness, and send a large number of spies to Songcheng."

"In case the matter is exposed, the demise of the Song family is trivial, and it would be a big sin to delay the important affairs of the adults."

"This is your business!" Prince Ke's housekeeper said with a bad expression: "It's okay, this year is fine, next year I want at least 200,000 children."

"200,000?" The Song family's face was embarrassed, "Sir, where can I find 200,000 children?"

"It's the same sentence, it's your business." Prince Ke continued: "Besides, now that there are so many famines, how many people are selling their sons and daughters?"

"This……"

Song Patriarch hesitated for a moment, and then said, "If it's elsewhere, there may be this. But the entire Jiangzhou has the Chen family's food supply."

"In this famine now, there are very few people starving to death. It is difficult to find so many children."

When Prince Ke's housekeeper heard this, there was a flash of coldness in his eyes, "Chen family? I intended to let him go, but I didn't expect him to dare to drag my affairs down."

"No matter what, it's just a reward for you to collect children. After a month, the Chen family will go up and down, and there will be no chickens and dogs!"

When Patriarch Song heard this, his eyes flashed with joy, and then he said, "In that case, thank you very much."

"No need to say more, okay, take me to see those children." Prince Ke said the steward.

Seeing this, the Song family hurriedly got up and greeted him, "Sir, please come with me."

"Um."

Prince Ke nodded, then followed Patriarch Song out of the secret room.

It's just that Prince Ke's housekeeper and the Song family do not know, their words and deeds have been known by the three princes of Deshun in the sky.

The Duke of Deshun stood in the void, using his spiritual energy to drag Chen Yang and Chen Xuan.

After listening to Chen Xuan's description of the conversation between the two, the Duke of Deshun's expression instantly became ugly, "I didn't expect this Song family master to actually betray Dagan."

"It's okay to betray Dagan, but I'm sorry Dagan, but he actually serves the evil cultivator. This is a betrayal of the human race!"

"Teacher, I'll go down here and destroy the Song family!"

"Master, don't be in a hurry, to catch the thief, we must catch the stolen goods. Let's wait a while and make a move, isn't it more convincing?"

"You know, the county governor and the state shepherd are also here with us this time." Chen Yang smiled.

The King of Deshun County thought, that was indeed the case. This suddenly wiped out the family. If others were not allowed to witness it, it would cause the rest of the family to worry.

Immediately, the three of them secretly followed the Song family, and the first person in the Purple Mansion, the Prince of Deshun, was covering it up.

The two of the Song family turned left and right until they came to a closed place in the northern part of Song City.

This place was blocked by the Song family, and was divided into Song City by stone walls. Except for the main gate, the rest of the place was impassable.

Song Patriarch pushed open the door and entered ~lightnovelpub.net~ and brought Prince Ke's butler to this so-called secret place for cultivating dead men.

As soon as he entered the door, Prince Ke's housekeeper saw children huddled together one by one.

Seeing this, Prince Ke's housekeeper laughed and said, "Good! Good! Good! All of them are children under the age of twelve and over ten years old. The Song family master, you finally didn't give me carelessness at this age."

"That's right, as the lord ordered, how dare the villain be sloppy." Song Patriarch said flatteringly.

"Okay, with these children, my cultivation will definitely rise!" Prince Ke's butler's eyes flashed a ray of blood red, and then his sleeves shook, and a wisp of purple smoke blew these children along the air.

With the passing of purple smoke, these children fell unconscious one by one.

Seeing this, Patriarch Song was puzzled and asked, "Why is this, my lord?"

"How can you bring them back to Dakun if you don't stun them?" Prince Ke's butler said proudly.

"Bring back Dakun? Humph! The remnants of the Shahun Sect, think about how you can get Dakun back!"