In Luoyang this year, too many scholars came from all over the country.

In this era, there were indeed few poor people, so most of the scholars who came from all over the country still brought one or two servants and book children, which was the lowest standard.

It is the configuration of well-off families that are not worth mentioning in the eyes of wealthy families. As for those who came from wealthy families, they came to Luoyang to participate in the Yaji Festival mainly to make a name for the children of officials, mainly from Chang'an and other places. The show was even more extraordinary. Some people brought seven or eight beautiful maids.

For a moment, Luoyang was overcrowded.

These scholars are rich and like to travel. They are on Tianjin Bridge and in Pingkangfang, and are full of money and wealth.

Zhou Tianxing found that the Mo Sect disciples were secretly inquiring, but there was no news about Zou Yang and Han Jun, so even Qin Ze could not find it. When asked about Di Meng, Di Meng knew nothing about it. They could only look at Yuan Caiwei and stare at her.

The fifteenth day of the first lunar month has finally arrived.

At night, the city is full of colorful lights, and the ice and snow palace is shining brightly under the lights.

And on the way from Luoyang to Jinguyuan, the suburbs of the city, there were even more cars and horses.

Many scholars and literati were not qualified to enter Jingu Garden, but rushed there one after another, even if they were just standing outside the manor or climbing up to see the grand occasion in the yard, their wish was enough.

Yuan Caiwei is a little fatter than before, and her body is actually not easy to cover her. Fortunately, it is cold, and a fox fur cloak can cover her no longer graceful waist.

But his eyebrows and eyes are no longer like a young girl in love, but rather as beautiful as a mature young woman.

In secret, Qin Ze, who pretended to be a servant in green, saw Yuan Caiwei who was greeting guests from afar and smiling.

He naturally saw Yuan Caiwei's changes.

Seeing her appearance, Qin Ze couldn't help but feel shocked. Her expression and temperament... This bitch, in order to welcome the powerful, did he deal with his appearance?

This was once his favorite woman. Qin Ze could sacrifice his life for her. Even when Liang Lin was alive, Yuan Caiwei still had a secret hidden figure in his heart.

But Liang Lin's death erased everything, and Qin Ze's heart now had endless hatred.

There are three thousand literati tourists in the Jingu Garden. Outside the Jingu Garden, there are more than three thousand people.

These many people either sing lanterns or lit bonfires. From the sky, they looked from Jingu Garden to Luoyang City, like a galaxy, which was spectacular.

Zhou Tianxing, Du Ruo, and Mo Xuan led the Mo family's children to arrive here, scattered quietly and hid.

Although Zhou Tianxing had already guessed Zou Yang's conspiracy, the most important thing was to find Zou Yang himself and seize the meteorite. Otherwise, he could instantly transform a huge population into a stranger at any time.

However, there is really a fairy festival in the Golden Valley Garden.

The scholars recited poems and essays, commented and discussed, and were in a prosperous and prosperous state. Yuan Caiwei even wandered around in the middle of her own and made friends with famous scholars all over the world despite her fatigue.

Zhou Tianxing, Du Ruo and Mo Xuan were invisible in the dark. Seeing all this, Zhou Tianxing gradually felt uneasy thoughts in his heart.

Zou Yang already knew that his whereabouts were exposed, so he must have guessed that they would come here.

If this is the case, will Zou Yang come again?

...

Luoyang Zhaixing Tower.

This is the tallest building in Luoyang City, with a tower shape and seven floors.

Since its completion, Zhaixing Tower has become a landmark in Luoyang.

Its magnificent and magnificent makes people sigh.

However, a scholar once said that Zhaixing Tower is too famous and ominous.

Legend has it that King Zhou of Shang was defeated and destroyed, and died by burning himself with his favorite concubine Daji on Zhaixing Tower, which made the ominous statement of Zhaixing Tower even worse.

Therefore, few celebrities and celebrities climbed to Zhaixing Tower. Even if they come here to have a banquet, they will not climb to the seventh floor of the highest floor. It seems that if they don’t climb to the seventh floor, they will not be affected by that ominous curse.

But the merchants don’t care about this, they don’t enter the government, and they don’t serve as the country.

Jiuchi Meat Forest? Okay, they like Jiuchi Meat Forest.

Therefore, the highest floor of the Zhaixing Tower has become the highest standard for merchants and merchants to have guests.

Tonight, literati are coming to Jingu Garden, but on this Picking Star Tower there are all kinds of sensuality, all gathered by merchants.

As soon as I stepped into the first floor of Zhaixing Tower, I felt the heat was so hot that I rushed over.

Many customers are "making the Ding Potion". This "making the Ding Potion" is hot pot, and Zhou Tianxing and others ate this kind of hot pot a few days ago.

There is no such pot in this era as in later generations. If you want to eat hot pot, you also use this kind of tripod.

At this time, it is so comfortable to cook a soft and soft mutton with a cauldron to nourish yin and qi. It is so comfortable to drive away the cold and warm the body.

At this moment, Zou Yang held a bead with one hand, covered with thick velvet cloth, walked in with big strides and climbed upstairs. Next to him, he followed his adopted son Han Jun.

"Customer, you..."

The waiter came up to him. After saying a little while, Zou Yang had already walked up high and ignored him.

Han Jun followed closely without looking back.

The waiter was stunned: "Isn't this like I'm here to drink? Could it be that I went upstairs to find someone to collect debts?"

This kind of drama is often seen by waiters, so it is surprising.

Zou Yang went up to the sixth floor in one breath. Just as he was about to walk to the seventh floor, two burly men at the entrance of the corridor hugged their arms and blocked them in front.

"What are you doing? My master is treating guests, so I'll stop here."

Zou Yang had no expression on his face, but he just raised his chin slightly, and Han Jun immediately strode towards him.

"What?" A bald bodyguard clenched his big hand wearing canine-toothed gloves toward Han Jun's chest.

There are five dull nails on the boxing gloves that cannot penetrate into the human body without force, but they are enough to cause pain.

"Clam!"

The boxing gloves pressed against Han Jun's chest, and it actually seemed to be against a giant made of iron, making a loud noise.

The man was stunned and looked at Han Jun in a daze.

Han Jun grinned at him, and his whole face quickly turned into a bronze figurine.

"Ghost!"

The two strong bodyguards screamed in horror. Han Jun had stretched out his bronze hands, grabbed the throats of both of them, and swung them hard behind them. The two of them rolled downstairs in a gurgling manner.

Han Jun flashed to the side and bowed slightly. Zou Yang held the spherical meteorite covered with velvet cloth and continued to climb upwards.

On the roof of the Star Picking Tower, several big businessmen in gorgeous clothes and brocade robes were crossing the cups.

In front of the desk, there were six beautiful dancers singing and dancing.

Han Jun walked up with Zou Yang, and his bronze face slowly swept towards everyone. The bronze eyeballs that looked like they were cast with their faces moved slightly, and said in the voice of gold and iron: "If you don't want to die, go out. I only have dozens of numbers. One, two..."

Han Jun's bronze face looked a little dull, but there was a sound like metal and iron in his throat: "Three, Four..."

Seeing that a man cast in bronze was alive and could still speak, how could those merchants not be afraid?

No one knows better about seeking good and avoiding bad luck than them. They have no curiosity and smell the breath of danger, and they run faster than anyone else.

The highest level of the Star Picking Dragon was suddenly empty, leaving only the ground full of wretchedness and a strong smell of alcohol.

Zou Yang strode forward, stretched out one hand, and suddenly pushed open a window.
Chapter completed!