The Emperor's Life of a Wretched Man

"Qingcheng is back..." Solo called out at this time.

"I... Okay..." After Wu Qingcheng hesitated for a while, he finally retreated to Solo's side.

At this time, Solo's wretched smile became more cordial, and he waved his hand at the young man, signaling him to come down...

Seeing Solo's movements, the young man shook his head desperately: "No, I won't go down, this girl is too ruthless, and she will kill me even if I go down..."

"I won't let him kill you, come down, I have something to ask you..." Solo was as kind as an old friend who has been with him for many years.

"You? If you tell me to go down, I will go down? Why should I listen to you?" The young man looked at Solo and said, then his expression changed suddenly, and he pointed at Solo and asked:

"Boy, could it be that you... the prophet who was robbed by the Wu clan was given to you... and my Qingcheng, did you do anything to her?"

After the boy said this, his expression was tense, and the finger pointing at Solo also trembled.

"Your Qingcheng? Both Nier and Qingcheng are my wives, how did they become your Qingcheng?" Solo was still smiling, and his eyes were soft.

"You... I'll wipe it! How could this be? I'm late..." the boy said with a look of frustration.

"Tell me, how did Qingcheng become your Qingcheng?" Solo said again.

"It was originally my alluring city, needless to say? But now it is yours, what a pity for a beautiful woman..." The young man muttered to himself, and then he looked at Solo squarely.

The young man looked at Solo from top to bottom, and then from bottom to top. When his eyes swept Solo's Italian famous brand fashion several times, he actually showed a look of contempt.

"Second generation ancestor? Rich second generation? Nouveau riche? Judging by your outfit, you are a master of fighting for your father..." The boy finally said with disdain.

After listening to the young man's words, Solo smiled without saying a word or explaining. He just kept smiling to face the young man, and when the young man's eyes finally met Solo's, his eyes trembled slightly. Only then did I realize that Solo was waiting for his promise.

"Don't look, Qingcheng is my problem. In fact...I didn't agree to anything at first! There was a weird old man who insisted on promising Qingcheng to me, and then asked me to come here today to wait for you. After that, Then pass the beast control method he passed on to me...uh..."

After the boy said this, he immediately covered his mouth with his hands, and looked at Solo with regret: "You don't understand what I'm talking about, do you?"

After listening to the boy's words, Solo shook his head and nodded again.

"Uh... well, after all, the love between a man and a woman of the Wu tribe advocates natural harmony, empathy, and free love. Since you are already married, I don't need to force it, so I will congratulate you first.

However, that weird old man asked me to send a letter to you. It is best to leave here immediately, it may be too late. I'm leaving too..."

After the young man said this, he lightly stomped the eagle's back, and the eagle let out a loud and clear cry in an instant, then spread its wings, and disappeared into the sky.

Everyone looked at Solo, but Solo looked at the twelve high priests of the witch clan.

The twelve priests also shook their heads helplessly at Solo, indicating that they didn't know what was going on, and then they looked at Wu Qingcheng.

Wu Qingcheng also looked puzzled, no need to ask, she didn't know this young man, and at the same time, she didn't know who the weird old man was.

"Brother, what should we do now? Do we still want to go to the forbidden area of ​​the Wu Clan?" Qian Jinguo asked.

"Back then, it took such a lot of trouble to go here, and I came here just to let Nier and Qingcheng pay respects to their parents' graves, and then settle their affairs with the Wu Clan..." Solo said.

After listening to Solo's words, the crowd stopped talking, and Solo showed the twelve priests to lead the way and walked forward.

After nearly two hours of trekking, everyone finally found a modern road on the vast grassland.

Although this asphalt road was covered up by the dirt and almost lost its original appearance, it was still like a ray of spring breeze in this place with an ancient atmosphere, which made everyone who seemed to return to the modern society in ancient times feel a strong kindness feel.

Even the four monks started chanting Buddha's name non-stop, and Qian Jinguo, a modern person who was born and raised in modern society, cheered directly...

Everyone seemed to have discovered a new continent. Walking on the asphalt road, the dried mud on the road seemed to become more intimate.

A long-lost smile appeared on Solo's face, and he turned to the twelve high priests of the witch tribe and asked, "Senior twelve, when was this asphalt road built?"

After listening to Solo's question, the high priest immediately agreed: "Master Suo, there are quite a few witches on the highway like this. After China's reform and opening up, the government sent people into the witches to carry out a massacre. Standardized into the construction, and then these people...

You also know that the Wu tribe is extremely xenophobic, so... these people may not be acclimatized, and they all died after the construction of these roads.

Then the government sent people here several times to carry out modern education among the Wu people and bring advanced modern technology here.

Taught the Wu people a lot of things, such as common modern education, completed the transformation of clothing from ancient to modern, house architecture, food culture, etc... and then they were not acclimatized...

So the roads you see are already dilapidated, but they did bring a lot of transportation convenience to the Wu people, so the Wu people built them several times.

From the soundness of this road, it can be seen that it should have been rebuilt in recent years..." the High Priest of the Wu Clan said.

After listening to the high priest's words, Solo nodded slightly, and walked forward under the leadership of the twelve high priests of the witch clan.

When the time was close to noon, a huge town gathering place on both sides of the road ahead appeared in front of everyone.

On the endless prairie, modern houses are located on both sides of the road. This is nothing in the eyes of the prairie people, but it is indeed a big deal in the eyes of people like Qian Jinguo who are used to living in big cities. Nice wind and shadow.

"Brother, hurry up and give us your phone, it might be out of battery, let's allow it so we can take some photos..." Qian Jinguo said excitedly.

"And mine, I haven't worn a scarf for a long time, I must knit a few long scarves on it..." Shaoyin also shouted.

"Hey... Suo Ye, please send us all. I still have a dozen or so small pornographic clips, which are the classics of Master Cang..." Monk Bujie said.

After hearing the words of not quitting, everyone immediately had black lines on their foreheads, Nima, they don't know whether the times have changed or the monks have changed.

Solo looked up and took a look into the town, and found that the electric poles from far to near lead straight to the town. Don't think about it, the Wu people are not so far behind that they don't even have electricity.

So Solo recruited all the people's things, and distributed everything that should be distributed to the people.

Everyone got something, and immediately became excited. Without modern tools, modern people seem to have lost their eyes and legs.

The Twelve Wizards returned to their own territory, immediately raised their toes, and led everyone all the way into the grassland town.

This town is indeed not small, and the houses and buildings are all modernized. At the same time, a few motorcycles and modern agricultural vehicles are commuting on the streets of the town. Although the pedestrians are wearing shabby clothes, the modern atmosphere has appeared. .

The town is very lively, except for the shops, restaurants, and inns lined up on both sides of the street, the stretches on both sides for several miles are all small farmyards.

Among the shops on both sides of the street, there are actually several second-floor and small second-floor buildings, showing the prosperity of remote villages and towns.

Although all these seem shabby and insignificant compared with the modern metropolis, for Solo and others, this place has undoubtedly returned to human society from the savage life in Shennongjia.

When they arrived at the Witch Clan, the twelve high priests naturally wanted to show their respect as landlords. After consulting Solo, they decided to have a good meal in the restaurant.

Along the way, they have become outsiders who don't eat the fireworks of the world, and the birds have faded out of their mouths...

When Solo and the others entered the town, they had already alarmed the local residents. Seeing Solo and the others' attire, the entire town's residents gathered around. If it weren't for the twelve priests of the Wu tribe The witch language frightened these untouchables, and it is estimated that the little ruffians among the untouchables are going to attack Qian Jinguo and other five girls directly.

Priest Twelve Witches chose a relatively large restaurant in the town and walked in. There were five spacious tile-roofed houses with bright and clean windows, and there was elegance inside.

This kind of condition appeared in such a remote place of the Wu tribe, which was beyond everyone's expectations.

There were a lot of people gathered in the restaurant, most of them were not diners, but idle people from the town gathered here to chat, it was very noisy, some young people who were slipping around were clamoring around a table and throwing dice.

"Three four five..."

"four, five, six……"

"Eyes..."

"One or two wilting..."

……

Some spectators also followed suit.

Besides, there was another group of people playing mahjong. There were some scattered receipts on the table, and there were quite a few people watching.

The third group was simply chatting people, some with children, men and women, old and young, yelling loudly, you say yours, I say mine, all in a mess.

When Solo led people into the restaurant, the group of people who were chatting immediately stopped chatting and looked at Solo and the others with their mouths wide open.

All the spectators turned their heads, only the group of young people who were throwing the dice were still yelling, but the sudden silence made them very uncomfortable and turned their heads.

So after a while, everyone stopped and turned their heads to look at Solo and the others.

In their eyes, Solo and others are definitely a group of different people. Their clothes have a strong visual difference from this remote area. It is precisely because of this difference or gap that the eyes of the crowd here gradually Give birth to unfriendly emotions.