Raising the Demon

Chapter 827

Shangjing in summer, even at night, is full of luxury and luxury, just like the city that never sleeps in the previous life.

For the people of Shangjing, Shangjing is a city to be proud of. Even a beggar in Shangjing, when he sees a wealthy businessman from other places, he will snort arrogantly, walk away with his head held high, and will never accept alms from wealthy businessmen from other places.

This kind of pride has not changed because of the battle in the imperial palace, nor has it changed because of the battle between the mortal world and the fairy world.

Even if the sky falls, the people in Beijing will feel that they are the best.

But it is precisely because of this kind of thinking that the people in Shangjing only know the imperial power, but they don't know who Zi Baifeng is.

It seems that even if the world is destroyed, Shangjing will still look like it is now.

Under Zi Baifeng's demon raising formula, the whole world has changed, only Shangjing remains the same, stubborn and refuses to accept the change.

Perhaps it is precisely because of this reason that the ground vein passing through Shangjing has not been completely dredged, and the spirit of the ground vein has not appeared.

When the fairy world began to absorb the power of the mortal world, the people in Shangjing were even more upset.

On the outskirts of Shangjing, in a less prosperous residential area, there is a family tavern.

The owner of the tavern is over 40 years old and has a rare good temper. If anyone is inconvenient and comes to drink, he will always give others credit.

So, this little life is tight.

However, he doesn't take this life as a hardship, it's good that he can live on anyway.

The proprietress is seven or eight years younger than the boss, and she is a pretty young woman in her 30s. At this time, she is sitting next to the small stove warming wine, stroking her protruding belly with one hand, while watching her husband hurrying back and forth, saying hello guest.

The guests sitting here are all unsatisfactory people, there are porters, porters, traders, and gangsters, but they are all old neighbors, and they all obey the rules.

"This son, Baifeng, hmph, what kind of national teacher is he, what the hell is he doing?" After a few drinks, the wine was strong and cowardly, and the bitter hahas nestled in the corners began to blow away.

The man who spoke was Wang Er, a porter. When he was young, he got a fight with others and left a scar on his face. In addition, he loved to drink, so he donated a little money to various taverns. Bachelor.

At this time, after drinking a few cups of yellow soup, he rubbed the mud on his chest and blew it away.

"If I, Wang Er, commanded these many monks, I would have knocked down the fairyland long ago, so how could there be such a thing today?"

Shangjing is not really free from the world, the whole world is precarious, and Shangjing is no exception.

Outside the window, even though it was night, it was a melancholy red, illuminating people in a panic.

Looking up, the sky light has been completely distorted into a mass of red light, like a red moon in the sky.

It is also because of this that there are so many people who are anxious and unable to stay at home, so the business of the tavern has improved a bit.

Before finishing a sentence here, two people came in again, one tall and one short, they looked like father and son, the tall one wore bunt, spoke with a foreign accent, looked strong, like a big rock.

The short one is a boy with a round head and a round brain, his skin is squishy, ​​his eyes are rolling around, he looks like an elf.

After entering the tavern, the young man found a place to sit, but the big man greeted the shopkeeper in a loud voice: "Shopkeeper, bring a jug of wine!"

"Hey, we have self-brewed rice wine, and Nurhong..." Before the shopkeeper finished reporting, the young man asked, "Shopkeeper, do you have Guixiangju's Guixiang brew?"

"Yes, but that's not cheap..." the boss said.

"Don't be afraid, we can afford to drink as much as we want, so let's have two jugs first." The young man seemed to be a veteran of the wine. Put water in it."

The boy took a few more sips, and when he saw the proprietress next to him, his eyes lit up, and he leaned over, opened his mouth in a mess and asked, "Sister-in-law, are you... are you pregnant?"

If an adult asked such a question, the shop owner would have already slapped him in the face. Aren't you asking knowingly?Pick up a conversation isn't it?
But this...

The boss turned his head and took a look. The young man looked quite tall, but by looking at his facial features, he was only half a boy, and his hair hadn't even grown. What do you know.

On the contrary, Wang Er, who was squatting in the corner bragging, turned his head and shouted: "Boy, if you want to have a baby, go find a wife!"

"I have a wife." The boy Hanhan replied, but his eyes were still fixed on the boss's belly, as if he wanted to see through it.

"Hahahaha, Wang Er, you can't compare, right? Such a small guy already has a wife, where is your wife?" Someone laughed at Wang Er.

"Shut up!" Wang Er's complexion changed, this is his weakness, whoever mentions him is anxious.

The boy over there didn't care about these people's booing at all, and looked at the pregnant woman's belly with bright eyes.

"Can I... can I touch it?" The young man made an impolite request.

"Hahahaha, that kid wants to eat your wife's tofu!" Another burst of laughter broke out from Wang Er's side.

"Little stone." The strong man who was as hard as a stone glanced at this side, and said helplessly, "You should come over for a drink."

These two people are Uncle Qingshi and Xiao Shitou.

Now the leylines of Shangjing have become a bottleneck, so all the power is concentrated here in the capital. Apart from many little demons who are dredging the leylines in the leylines, there are also many people scattered throughout the streets and alleys of Shangjing.

Not for anything else, but to find the spirit of the earth veins.

Now their attention is mostly focused on the families who have just given birth and those who are about to give birth.

Although the spirit of the earth veins itself is very supernatural, when it was just born, it was just an ordinary child with better aptitude than ordinary people, so it was difficult to find it by other means.

Shangjing is now using a two-pronged approach. On the one hand, the government is responsible for finding and investigating those families who have already given birth, and on the other hand, it is visiting everywhere. After all, the current household registration system is not too strict. Gotta be.

Even Uncle Qingshi and Xiaoshitou came out together to help, and now there are tens of thousands of monsters and monks visiting the streets and alleys of Shangjing.

And Xiao Shitou and the others were also a little tired, so they rested their feet, but they didn't expect to see a pregnant woman in this tavern, who seemed to be about to give birth.

Xiao Shitou, a brat, went up and asked about it out of nowhere. It's strange if people can pay attention to it, maybe he will be kicked out.

In fact, how do people like Uncle Qingshi and Xiaoshitou get used to this kind of thing?
Most of them are some little female monsters organized by Ziwu's organization, and some big and small daughter-in-laws from Xiayan Village and Mengcheng are walking around the streets.

But now they can't help in other places, so they can only contribute a little bit here.

Xiao Shitou sighed when he saw that the boss looked unkindly at him.

If it was a few years ago, it would be fine for him to go straight over now, kid, who cares.

But he is a young man now, his father said that at Xiaoshitou's age in the past, he was almost engaged.

but……

Little Stone rolled his eyes and had an idea.

He was about to get up when he heard Wang Er start bragging again.

"This boy, Bai Feng, will really cause trouble..."

　That's all for today, I have something to go out...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)