The only thing that can be confirmed is that the fluctuations of the Qi Movement have something to do with the Fengshan of this pseudo-emperor. First,

It seems that we can only wait for tomorrow to see the situation. Yang Chenyu then sat cross-legged on the bed, closed his eyes, and seemed to fall into a deep sleep.

The next morning, before the sun rose, the soldiers' rude roar came from outside: "Open the door quickly! I've been wasting time, I want you to enter!"

Now it is no longer the situation before the chaotic times. If there are soldiers, they are the king of grass. Therefore, the army has the highest status and is the most frightening. If you get angry, killing a few people is a trivial matter.

The hotel owner did not dare to be negligent. He opened the store door and stuffed a pack of banknotes issued by Qingdi into the hands of the leader: "Good morning, sir, please come in."

To be honest, the banknotes issued by Qingdi are not very valuable, and Bi Jing has no gold and silver reserves as the confidence. He only issues and does not care about recycling. The value can be imagined.

Of course, no matter how much this is said, it is all money. The superior's face suddenly became much better and his speech became much softer: "Your Majesty the Emperor has an imperial edict, you know it. Hurry up and call all the entrances in your hotel and bring more food. This time, Fengshan will probably take a lot of time."

The chief will naturally give it a little more when he receives the money, but even if the boss gives him more money, he will never go to the foot of Mount Tai.

This is the will of His Majesty the Qing Emperor. He did not dare to violate it. Those who violated it had already entered the belly of those monsters.

After hearing the commander's words, the boss's face became a little ugly, and he had to let the guy prepare. Then he led a few soldiers to knock on the door one by one, awakening the passengers from his sleep.

Yang Chenyu is now an ordinary middle-aged person. He was driven to the street with other passengers, and his eyes were blurred.

Some passengers were very dissatisfied and argued with the soldiers for a few more words, but they were directly pulled to the street and executed.

Looking at the blood flowing into the pits on the ground, the head that fell to the ground, rolled for a few steps, suddenly everyone fell silent, and only the soldiers were rude scolding on the street.

Yang Chenyu couldn't help but sigh, "In a chaotic world, life is inferior to pigs and dogs."

Gradually, the residents of the entire county town were driven out and gathered on the streets. The soldiers searched several times but did not find the residents hiding at home. Then they drove into the group to travel towards Mount Tai in the distance.

There are not many entrances to this county town, just like a ten thousand. If it were before the troubled times, it would be considered small. At that time, a county town had an entrance of 70,000 to 80,000 entrances.

But in the chaotic times, it is good to have thousands of entrances, and walking on the road is also in a vast and continuous manner.

The closer you get to Mount Tai, the more you enter the group on the road. From time to time, you can see thick smoke coming out of some villages. It is said that it is a punishment for those who cannot leave the house. They directly ignite the house and burn it.

When we reached the foot of Mount Tai, we had already entered the mountains and seas, and a large number of soldiers surrounded the foot of Mount Tai.

Looking up, my face was filled with sorrow.

Don’t think it’s so easy to get here. For villagers, whether the emperor is Fengshan or sacrifices to the young, he doesn’t care about his own affairs. What he needs is farming and having enough food.

Some places that are far away came here a week in advance. Those who brought less food had to dig up grass roots and eat them.

If the time goes by, I'm afraid it will be starved to death.

There are hundreds of thousands of gathering around Mount Tai, and I am afraid that when we gather together, we will be almost one million.

As for the territory of Qingdi who owns about twenty county towns, this is also the ultimate.

However, nearly one million people gather here, and they don’t need to be produced, they just consume it. Over time, even the grassroots and barks will probably be eaten.

In addition, if millions of people go into their backs and leave their hometowns, if the premature atmosphere changes slightly, the fields are deserted and the particles are not harvested, it will be a huge disaster!

At this moment, Yang Chenyu vaguely saw a trace of black air emerging from Mount Tai.

At this time, Yang Chenyu discovered that under specific conditions, the disaster caused by an ordinary person may not be smaller than a giant monster.

After squatting at the foot of Mount Tai for two days, more and more people entered, so many people gathered together, eating, stooling, and urinating. In addition, the army only cares whether it has entered or not, and they don’t care about anything else. Therefore, the foot of Mount Tai became a mess. If you go out and walk, you will step on the feces and smell it.

Fortunately, when he heard that His Majesty the Emperor was about to arrive, a general responsible for managing the group hurriedly organized the group to clean and hygienic.

The garbage and feces were packed with hundreds of trucks and were taken dozens of miles away to throw them away. According to the villagers who dumped the feces, they were piled up in a mountain of feces. I must go to pull some feces back to the fat field next year.

It made everyone around him unable to even eat.

In the early morning, before the sun rose, the army pulled the breakfast over. It was porridge, which was a bit clear, but it was also a rare food.

"This is the grace of His Majesty the Emperor and his family! Come and say, long live His Majesty the Emperor, you can get a bowl of porridge."

The soldiers responsible for serving the porridge kept yelling, and the foam was sprayed into the wooden barrel that contained the porridge. However, the villagers still rushed forward and kept chanting, Long live the Emperor, holding the wooden bowl, regardless of whether the porridge in the bowl was hot, swallowed it in a few bites and then rushed to the wooden barrel.

Yang Chenyu would not drink that porridge. Even if he hadn't eaten for a thousand years, Yang Chenyu would not be hungry, but his eyes were looking into the distance.

As we entered the group, a dragon-shaped fortune appeared in the distance, and began to grow stronger as we joined the group and kept saying long live the Emperor. Although the speed was not fast, it was rare in this chaotic world.

"Dragon energy? Successfully, has the dragon energy gathered?"

Yang Chenyu couldn't help but frowned. This should be the direction where the Qing Emperor was.

What he never expected was that a guy named Emperor and actually a warlord also gathered dragon energy, and he also knew to use the small tip to enhance his luck.

Obviously, asking the villagers to recite the sentence while drinking porridge is not to show off their literary and military virtues, but to take advantage of the touch of the villagers when they drink porridge after they are hungry.

Don’t underestimate this touch. Because the appetite is satisfied, these villagers will not resent the emperor at least when drinking porridge, and will also be a little moved. In this case, the words they say will condense their luck on the emperor.

No wonder the emperor prepared so much porridge. Even if some villagers drank three or four bowls, the soldiers would not show anger, but instead continued to fill them up.

This is where there are gains and losses, and this is the mystery of luck.

The Qinglong Dao Vein created by Yang Chenyu can swallow up all the fortune of Xiyi. This is why the villagers will naturally remember the benefits of the Qinglong Dao Vein after being protected by the Qinglong Dao Vein, so that the fortune will be condensed into the Qinglong Dao Vein.

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Chapter completed!