Chapter 39 Storm in the City

After entering Dongchang City, Lin Mang got off his horse and led the horse towards the city station.

Along the way, he kept observing the situation in the city, and soon came to a station in the city.

Lin Mang knocked on the door.

The door of the post station opened, and an old post guard walked out and said respectfully: "May I ask who this gentleman is?"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was an extra token in his sight.

Jinyi pro-army!

The postman's face changed slightly, and he hurriedly knelt down.

"No need to be polite!" Lin Mang stretched out his hand to support him and said, "Prepare a room and feed my horse some fodder."

"Yes, sir, please follow me!"

The postman quickly led Lin Mang to an upper room by the window on the second floor.

After the postman left, Lin Mang put down his knife, got on the bed and sat cross-legged to meditate.

Silently running Pure Yang Wuji Kung Fu, the true energy in the body is rolling, and the fatigue of traveling for days seems to be swept away.

After half an hour, Lin Mang slowly opened his eyes and exhaled a breath of turbid air.

Qi is like a sharp arrow!

The white mist is billowing!

There seemed to be thunder in his chest.

A golden light loomed outside the body surface.

Lin Mang thought to himself: "It seems that we need to find a new internal strength method as soon as possible."

Pure Yang Wuji Kung Fu is undoubtedly the superior technique in the Xiantian realm, and the internal energy it cultivates is the most pure and Yang, but its upper limit is in the True Qi realm.

If you don't find a suitable technique, it will be difficult for you to break through.

A night of silence.

…

The sun rises, early in the morning.

Lin Mang led the horse outside Qianhu House in Dongchang Mansion.

He had already asked the postman that in addition to the Thousand Household House in Dongcheng, Dongchang Prefecture had a Hundred Household House in each of the other three cities.

After all, it is a prefectural city, and Qianhusuo does not have that much energy to be responsible for the entire city.

From a distance, I saw the magnificent manor in front of me, covering an extremely large area.

"stop!"

"The Imperial Guard is an important place, no idlers are allowed to enter!"

As soon as he arrived at the door, the Jin Yiwei who was standing guard let out a loud shout, his face filled with evil spirits.

Lin Mang had no choice but to show his token.

The tokens of the Jinyiwei General Flag are different from those of ordinary Jinyiwei. They are all made of copper.

The two people quickly raised their hands and saluted: "I have met you, sir!"

Then someone asked: "May I ask, sir, if you come from hundreds of households in each city to participate in the escort mission?"

As a doorman, the most important thing is your eyesight.

One look at the horse behind him, and he knew it was not the royal guard in the city.

Lin Mang nodded.

"Sir, please follow me."

The royal guard respectfully led Lin Mang into the house and walked towards the west courtyard.

Passing through a long pavilion, what comes into view is a huge martial arts training ground.

At this time, many people gathered in the venue, making it extremely noisy.

The Jin Yiwei next to him said respectfully: "Sir, all those coming from hundreds of households from all over the country need to register here."

Lin Mang directly led the horse and walked over.

After waiting for a while, it was soon my turn.

"Yuanjiang City Hundred Household Office, Lin Mang!"

An indifferent voice fell into the ears of the registered Jin Yiwei.

brush!

The Jin Yiwei who looked irritated before suddenly raised his head, his face full of surprise.

Not only that, the Jin Yiwei who had not yet left all around also cast surprised glances.

A person's name is like a tree's shadow. Now Lin Mang's name is known to everyone in the entire Jinyi Guard of Dongchang Prefecture.

"Cough~" Lin Mang coughed lightly, waking up the Jin Yiwei who was in charge of recording.

The Jin Yiwei immediately registered and then handed Lin Mang a token with great respect.

"Sir, after passing through the front corridor, you can see a row of guest rooms. The room numbers are on the tokens."

Lin Mang nodded, led the horse and left directly.

As soon as Lin Mang left, there was a lot of discussion in the venue.

…

"Number One!"

Looking at the house number on the room, Lin Mang shook his head and smiled.

He opened the door and nodded with satisfaction as he looked at the neatly decorated room.

This environment is much better than that of the inn.

At the same time, news about Lin Mang's arrival at Qianhu Institute spread like wildfire and quickly spread throughout the entire Qianhu Institute.

The Qianhu Institute is both large and small. It is so big that it would take several cups of tea to visit the entire Qianhu Institute. It is so small that a piece of news can spread throughout the entire Qianhu Institute in less than a quarter of an hour, and even spread to the outside world.

…

In the exquisite courtyard, a young man in rich clothes was lying on a rocking chair, enjoying the service of two charming maids. He said lightly: "I heard that Lin Mang came to Qianhusuo?"

A man who looked like a housekeeper next to him nodded, "Yes, I just arrived at Qianhushao today."

"Hey!" The young master chuckled and teased:

"This guy really dares to come here. He's not afraid of being punished by the wealthy families in the city."

The various aristocratic families may seem unrelated, but in fact they have an invisible covenant.

He wanted to destroy one family and one surnamed Yi, but if he wanted to touch the entire world's wealthy families, even the imperial court would not dare.

What's more, the largest aristocratic family in the world is the royal family itself.

When Lin Mang touched the Zhou family, he touched the interests of the wealthy family. It is estimated that there are many people who dislike him.

"But this person is quite a person. I sent someone to invite him. I want to meet him."

The old slave next to him bowed and said: "Old slave, let's do it now."

…

Not long after Lin Mang checked into the room, someone knocked on the door rudely.

Lin Mang opened the door, looked at the people outside the door, and said in a bad tone: "Is something wrong?"

Anyone who is so disturbed during their rest will not be in a good mood.

There were three men standing outside the door wearing royal robes. One of them was tall and powerful, nearly two meters tall.

The man stared at Lin Mang and said in a deep voice: "Xue Yong, the general flag of the Hundred Houses of the Ancient Garrison City."

There was a hint of savagery in the rough voice.

"I heard that you are very powerful. I want to compete with you. If I win, I will give up this room."

Lin Mang's eyes were a little more playful.

Looking into the distance, there was a group of royal guards standing with their arms folded, as if they were watching a show.

They are theatergoers, and they may also be the next participants.

Jianghu people pay attention to a reputation, and the same is true in Jinyiwei.

Since ancient times, there has been no first in literature and no second in martial arts. Now that Lin Mang is famous, there are naturally people who want to step on him and become famous.

The two words fame and fortune are always linked together. Only with fame can the superiors notice you. Only in this way can you have the possibility of being promoted, and you will have benefits.
To be continued...