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Chapter 227 Thousands of sails like clouds looking at the sea town

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    "Hmph!" Xi Ling'er turned into anger when she heard this, and pouted, "Master! You are good at everything, but you just don't know what to do."

    "Huh?" Zhang Shaochen couldn't help laughing after hearing this, "What do you know? If I marry Jianling, can I have a bridal chamber with Jianling?"

    "Even if you can have a bridal chamber, what will you give birth to? Could it be a little sword spirit?"

    "What's the matter? Can't you give birth to a little sword spirit?" Xi Ling'er said angrily.

    "Oh! Of course not!" Zhang Shaochen shouted, "I am the only bloodline of the Zhang family, and I have to give birth to many normal children to continue the bloodline, so that I can comfort my mother's spirit in heaven!"

    Upon hearing this, the sword spirit who had a straight face just now suddenly said happily:

    "Then it doesn't matter!"

    "Almost forgot, I'm not a sword spirit, I'm a little fairy!"

    "I just became a sword spirit temporarily."

    "Master, don't worry, when Xi Ling'er turns into a little fairy, I will definitely give you a lot of children. After all, fairies have boundless mana, so it doesn't matter how many children you have!"

    "Oh, okay." Zhang Shaochen said casually, "Then let's talk about it after you become a little fairy. I just suddenly remembered that I'm going to find someone now."

    More than half a day later, in an unremarkable small village called Xiayang Village in the east of Zhuji City, an unusual conversation was taking place.

    I saw a secluded grove at the end of the village, pretending to be a boy, and a sturdy man in Tsing Yi standing opposite each other.

    Contrary to the general imagination, this young man is calm and relaxed, but the strong and strong man is pale and uneasy.

    This boy is naturally Zhang Shaochen.

    At this time, he stared at the man in front of him, and said bluntly:

    "Fan Haiqing, do you know why I spared your life last night?"

    "I don't know Please enlighten me, young man." Fan Haiqing said anxiously.

    "I want to ask you something." Zhang Shaochen said coldly.

    "What do you want to know? As long as my surname is Fan, he will know everything!" Fan Haiqing said hastily.

    "Well." Zhang Shaochen nodded, "But it's not enough to know everything. Whether you go to the underworld to accompany Qi Wuhuan or not depends on how you answer next."

    "I know, I know!" Fan Haiqing wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, nodded and bowed.

    "Well, aren't you from the Blood Justice League? I want to know everything about the Blood Justice League. Especially the division of the Mingzhou Blood Justice League." Zhang Shaochen stared at him.

    "Yes, yes! I said, I will tell you everything I know!"

    After seeing the methods of the young man, how dare Fan Haiqing hide it and hesitate?

    Immediately, he told Zhang Shaochen everything he knew about the Blood Justice League.

    Even which Guardian of the Blood Justice League secretly seduced a young woman from a good family, and which superficially heroic and law-abiding helmsman secretly smuggled, they all told the young man in detail and without omission.

    Zhang Shaochen did not correct such an obviously long-winded statement.

    From the beginning to the end, he listened to his ears earnestly and word for word.

    When Fan Haiqing finally finished speaking, he couldn't help asking timidly: "Young man, what are you doing asking about this?"

    Zhang Shaochen replied solemnly: "I have long admired the name of benevolence and righteousness of the Blood Justice League, so I also want to join."

    Fan Haiqing was overjoyed when he heard that, and blurted out: "Brother!"

    "What junior brother?" Zhang Shaochen glared at him.

    "Ah!" Fan Haiqing was startled, "Master?"

    "Hmph! Speech incoherent, let's go."

    Throwing down these words, Zhang Shaochen left in a flash, and disappeared into the vast field in a blink of an eye.

    Although being scolded by Zhang Shaochen who was much younger than him, Fan Haiqing didn't take it seriously.

    On the contrary, he was complacent and said to himself:

    "Anyway, I'm about to have an extremely powerful fellow student."

    "By the way, he joined the alliance later than me, does he count as my junior?"

    "It doesn't count." He quickly denied himself, "I don't have a good impression of that Qi Wuhuan, and I don't want to meet him so soon."

    Thinking of this, he tried his best to calm his frightened heart.

    When the mood calmed down a little, he slowly left to the distance.

    ? After a patient and "friendly" long talk with Fan Haiqing, a disciple of the Blood Justice League, Zhang Shaochen set off from Zhuji, passing through Shangyu, Yuyao, and Cixi, all the way in a low-key manner.

    Unlike the last time he took this path, this time, his goal was very clear.

    From Fan Haiqing's mouth, he heard that in "Wanghai Town" near the sea in the northeast corner of Mingzhou, people from the Mingzhou branch of the Blood Justice League were recruiting new disciples from the outer hall.

    Hearing this information at the time, he had an idea, thinking that he was undercover in the Demon Spirit Sect, so now can he become a peripheral disciple of the Blood Justice League and go undercover again?

    After thinking about it, he felt that it was really feasible, so this time he went straight to Wanghai Town.

    Wanghai Town sounds like a town, but it is extremely prosperous.

    The ocean trade these years has been very prosperous. The entire Mingzhou, on the coast of the whole country, is one of the best foreign trade centers.

    Among them, the geographical location of Wanghai Town is very superior, across the sea is "Wengzhou", which is the Zhoushan Islands of later generations.

    Wanghai Town itself is also a bay with twists and turns, and there are quite a few good ports.

    So even though he had heard about it long ago, when Zhang Shaochen actually arrived in Wanghai Town, he was still stunned

    "What is a town? This is a city!"

    It turned out that in front of his eyes, there were rows of buildings in Wanghai Town, and the long street was wide and criss-cross.

    The pedestrians on the street are bustling, and the shops on the street are crowded.

    Over the bustling houses and crowds, you can see the end of the street extending eastward, which is the turquoise blue sea with white waves.

    Although he grew up in Hangzhou, and now Hangzhou is almost near the sea, but Zhang Shaochen was still young at that time, and there were not many opportunities to go out of the house, let alone go to the seaside.

    That's why he saw the corner of the sea in the distance from the street, so he ran all the way to the sea.

    Arriving at the beach, Zhang Shaochen was shocked again.

    Just now he sighed, just looking at the streets of Haizhen, he felt that it was clearly a city; now looking at the seaside pier area, he can see that not only the pier is neat, but the houses are continuous, and there are countless seaside parks parked in the bay near the shore.  Boat.

    There are majestic boats that travel far across the ocean, and light boats and small boats for offshore fishing.

    They are just like the continuous houses on the shore, the continuous continuous boats, and tens of thousands of layers of sails, densely extending into the sky.

    There are also many snow-white seagulls flying lightly between the shadows of the sails on the hull, and the long chirping of "chirp chirp chirp" is heard from time to time.

    And the farthest group of seagulls flying up and down near the sails, when they saw Zhang Shaochen's eyes, were almost as tiny as mustard seeds.

    It can also be seen from this point that the number of merchant ships moored in the bay of Wanghai Town is beyond imagination.

    Seeing such a scene, Zhang Shaochen couldn't help thinking:

    "If this is a town, then the cities I have visited before can only be regarded as village castles?"

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