Fool Immortal Pill Emperor

The two victims argued as they ran past Chang Sheng while following the group.    

Chang Sheng's expression became even weirder. Listening to what the two said, it seemed that there was a great benefactor in the city that was busy cooking, and in such a difficult period, there was actually such a benevolent person?    

Due to the curiosity in Chang Sheng's heart, he found a rare inn that was still open. He opened a room and stored his horse inside, then quickly found the place where the crowd of people had left to.    

After turning into two streets from within the city, Chang Sheng heard from afar that the streets ahead of him were bustling with noise, and the sounds of people clamoring could be heard from far away.    

Swiftly crossing the street, he arrived at the sound of the voice. Immediately, Chang Sheng was stunned.    

In front of him was an extremely spacious manor. There was a long table in front of him. Looking at these tables, there seemed to be more than 20 tables. Each table was at least two meters long.    

At the back of each table stood two people, and on one side stood two tall wooden buckets. Waves of hot air drifted out from the buckets. One bucket was filled with white mantou, while the other bucket was filled with steaming hot rice porridge.    

On the table, there was a row of bowls. One of the two people behind the table was responsible for holding the porridge, using a big metal spoon to scoop out a spoonful of steaming hot rice porridge from the wooden bucket and placing it into a bowl on the table in front of them. The other person was responsible for holding the steamed buns.    

The long table was already filled with victims.    

Chang Sheng was stunned, it was not that he had never seen porridge before, but this was the first time he had seen such a shocking situation.    

Especially since this scene happened in a disaster area.    

"This is really strange. This Mausoleum City, everything in the city is better than Orozawa City, and there are even people feeding the porridge, but why do I feel like my golden age is becoming more and more unstable?"    

Chang Sheng looked at the shocking scene in front of him, his brows knitted tightly, and suddenly, a graceful figure appeared in his line of sight.    

A slightly dark skinned, but extremely beautiful, woman with an extremely voluptuous figure appeared in his line of sight. She was wearing tight clothes.    

Chang Sheng's pupils suddenly shrank, this woman, was Zhang Qin! She really did not die!    

The last time he saw her, he should have been at the place where the Old Devil buried his treasures. This woman was alone at that time, yet she was able to come and go as she pleased in the underground cave filled with danger filled with resentful ghost.    

She remembered that she had been keeping her guard up against this woman because she was so mysterious that no one could see through her.    

However, even in the end, after he obtained the treasure and even killed Chai Tianrong, this woman had never appeared.    

Unexpectedly, he had met her in this city!    

That's right, she remembered the first time she met her at Tiantai Auction House in the capital. She once said that she came from Tian Luo Province, but remembered that she said that she was from the provincial capital.    

Chang Sheng looked at Zhang Qin from a distance, and started to think.    

Seemingly sensing that someone was staring at her, Zhang Qin, who was walking toward a long table filled with porridge, paused in her footsteps. She slightly turned her head and looked to the side, and instantly, her gaze landed on Chang Sheng.    

"This woman has such a keen intuition!"    

Chang Sheng felt Zhang Qin's gaze and was shocked. He had been observing this woman earlier and it seemed like she had very naturally turned her head back, but his intuition told him that he must have observed her just now and been noticed by her at the first moment.    

Zhang Qin looked in front of him, his face had a normal expression, with a knife scar on it, a rough looking Ranger, a brilliant smile suddenly appeared on his face.    

"Mr Cheng Mo!" But in his heart, he was extremely surprised. Cheng Mo, as expected, was still alive, so that means, the treasure from that place last time was something he had to go to in the end? And why was he here again?    

Chang Sheng looked at Zhang Qin who was leisurely walking over, her heart being on guard, this woman was truly too mysterious, her strength did not seem to be very strong, but from the time she was in the underground cave in the desert, and her elusive Qing Gong, this woman was definitely an expert who hid her strength.    

Moreover, even though her strength had increased by so much, she was still unable to clearly see her cultivation.    

As Chang Sheng was pondering, Chang Sheng had already slowly walked in front of him.    

"Mr Cheng Mo, we are so fated." Zhang Qin looked at Chang Sheng with a nightmarish smile: "The last two times we met, one was in the capital, and the other was in the Mo Canglong's Cave. Now, we meet again at the Tian Luo Province, and every time we met, the place is different.    

"Maybe." Chang Sheng smiled lightly, "Besides fate, we can also say that this world is too small."    

"Is the world too small? That's right, to some people, this world is really too small, how can we meet again? " Zhang Qin's bright eyes looked at Chang Sheng, her beautiful face revealing a look of curiosity: Right, Mr Cheng Mo, I wonder why did you come to Mausoleum City? It is not a good place to go. Could it be that Mr Cheng Mo you have relatives nearby or ? "    

On the surface, Zhang Qin seemed to be curious, so she asked her whatever she wanted. But in truth, who knew what she was thinking in her heart, after thinking for a while, Chang Sheng opened her mouth and said: "This one doesn't want to come here, but master orders me to do it."    

"So that's how it is." Hearing that, Zhang Qin nodded her head lightly, then raised her hand and pointed to the manor behind him, and laughed: "Mr Cheng Mo, look, the manor behind is one of my uncles' house, I can be considered to be living with half of the landlords for now, Mr Cheng Mo, we have met many times, and have gone through thick and thin together. You see, since you came to the Mausoleum City, it would not be good for me to not entertain you.    

Chang Sheng was startled when he heard it, "This is your uncle's home, so this good man is your uncle!" Chang Sheng pointed to the porridge at the side and waved his hand: "It's already hard work for your uncle to cook porridge at home, this way I won't disturb you, let's part ways here."    

"Why would they disturb me? "Not at all."    

"No, I still won't go."    

No matter how Zhang Qin tried to persuade him, she was unable to refuse. In the end, Zhang Qin could only watch as Chang Sheng left helplessly.    

Chang Sheng left the road and returned to his own inn, he walked to his room, opened the window and looked out, he could see the place where the Zhang Family was making porridge. Even though it was far away, with his eyesight, he could see everything clearly.    

Zhang Qin really did not expect that the one who cooked the porridge was her uncle's home! Zhang Qin was definitely not an ordinary woman, so in her uncle's house, there was a high chance that it was abnormal.    

The weirdest thing was that since someone was cooking porridge, his prosperity should have stabilized. But now that the porridge was done, his prosperity fluctuated even more. Obviously, this porridge had affected his prosperity.    

This application of porridge was detrimental to his prosperity.    

But, what was the problem with applying porridge?    

Chang Sheng stood by the window and started to observe the congee serving team.    

For the next two days, Chang Sheng observed the group that cooked the porridge. After two days of observation, Chang Sheng gradually found out that there was a problem.    

Other than not allowing others to snatch the porridge, they did not ask the officials to help maintain the order of the porridge. The members of the Zhang Family also did not care about the order of the porridge.    

In other words, there was only one way to snatch the rice porridge!    

Whoever had a stronger body would have a higher chance of snatching the position of the higher ranked they were. The chance of snatching the rice porridge would be higher!    

As a result, most of the people they grilled were young men with strong bodies, and most of the people they grilled seemed to be those with poor reputations and lack of education.    

As for the others, they rarely managed to grab a spot.    

"It's really strange. If it was a normal porridge, regardless of whether it was the officials or the people, they would be most afraid of chaos. Thus, they would let people line up. The Zhang Clan, however, did not do that. Is it on purpose?"    

Chang Sheng kept analyzing in his heart. He even took some time to disguise himself as a victim and went to get a bowl of porridge and two steamed buns. After checking, there were no problems with the porridge or steamed buns.    

He also considered entering the Zhang Residence alone to search around, but when he thought of the mysterious Zhang Qin, he dispelled this idea. It was not because he was afraid of Zhang Qin, but because she was too mysterious.    

In the evening of the second day, just as Chang Sheng was about to close the window and stop observing, the Zhang Family's back door suddenly opened. A fair skinned middle-aged man about 40 years old walked out from the back door.    

"Zhang Ouyu!"    

Chang Sheng's eyes instantly became focused. In the past two days of observation, he had seen this man multiple times, and this man was the person that people spoke of as the kind man, the clan leader of the Zhang family, Zhang Ouyu.    

"The sky is about to turn dark, and this Zhang Ouyu still came out from the back door. What is he trying to do?"    

Seeing Zhang Ouyu leave, Chang Sheng quickly closed the window and left the inn, secretly following Zhang Ouyu.    

Zhang Ouyu quickly walked out of the Mausoleum City city gate. After checking that there was no one around, he suddenly extended his body and rushed towards the west.    

"This old fellow is indeed a practitioner, looking at his figure, no matter what, he is an expert in Qi Training Stage. Luckily, I was following him carefully from afar, otherwise, I would have been discovered a long time ago."    

Chang Sheng watched as Zhang Ouyu left, and chased after him at a pace that was neither fast nor slow. After being tempered by Heavenly Tribulation many times, his eyesight far surpassed that of an ordinary person's, so much that even Longevity Realm experts would not be able to catch up to his vision.