The city was obviously divided into east and west. Most of the western city was a military camp. Even though there were mansions and villas, they were the houses of high-ranking officers.
The entire western city district occupied three-quarters of the city.
Although the eastern part of the city was only one-third of the western part, in terms of liveliness, it was far more lively than the western part.
In addition to a large number of residential areas, there were many special streets here. According to Jin Zhanzhong, the most essential part of the entire city was the snack street.
Eastern Da Shen was indeed different from a bitter cold place like the northwest.
Even in such a border city, there were countless delicious snacks.
In the history of Da Shen, it seemed that the word "eat" had been deeply ingrained into the bones of all the people in Da Shen.
Of course, in addition to snacks, there were many shops and alternative businesses here. According to Jin Zhanzhong, brothels accounted for a considerable share.
However, this was not surprising. With the soldiers stationed in the western city district, it was difficult for the brothels here not to be popular.
However, for this kind of place, whether it was He Yiming or Jin Zhanzhong, they obviously had no interest.
Perhaps, the only thing that could interest them was the snack street that Jin Zhanzhong recommended.
As he walked into a small alley, when he walked out, He Yiming's nose couldn't help but twitch violently a few times.
There was indeed a fragrance here, and what surprised him even more was that even he couldn't distinguish what kind of fragrance it was.
After seeing the expression on He Yiming's face, Jin Zhanzhong laughed and said, "Brother He, this row is basically unique to the north, and there is no lack of high-quality food. Since you are here, you might as well eat to your heart's content. There are a few special things that are local specialties near the northwest. Although there are also some in the inland, they can't produce such a unique local flavor. "
He Yiming smiled and nodded, "Brother Jin, this time you will be the host. I will just follow."
Jin Zhanzhong handed the reins of the horse to Fei Tianling and said, "Come with me."
Jin Zhanzheng seemed to be very familiar with the environment here. In just a moment, He Yiming had already tasted three different flavors of food.
What Jin Zhanzheng said was indeed not the slightest exaggeration. He Yiming had never tasted these three flavors before, and the taste was so good that it did not seem to be inferior to the banquets of the wealthy families in the northwest countries.
He Yiming was very curious about this and asked, "Brother Jin, you're so familiar with this place. Have you been here many times?"
Jin Zhanzheng shook his head with a smile and said, "I've only been to this city twice."
He Yiming was astonished. It was only the second time, but he was already familiar with it to such an extent. It seemed somewhat impossible.
Jin Zhanzheng sighed softly and said, "Brother He, to be honest, I've traveled the world before. I've been to most of the famous cities in Da Shen. As long as you've been there once, you'll never forget it. "
He Yiming was relieved and said, "Brother Jin, I originally thought you were a martial arts fanatic. I didn't expect you to be a glutton."
Jin Zhanzheng suddenly smiled mysteriously and said, "Brother He, Da Shen is vast, and the styles of martial arts are very different from each other. They have their own history, traditions, and characteristics. Just like these foods, there are some similarities between them. "
He Yiming raised his eyebrows slightly. He looked at the half-eaten pancake in his hand and asked suspiciously, "What does these foods have to do with martial arts?"
Jin Zhanzheng laughed and said, "The path of eating is broad and profound. Endless flavors are the endless changes of the Qi of Heaven and Earth. For me, if one day, I can fuse all the flavors in the world into one, that will be the time of great success in martial arts."
He Yiming's eyes flashed. He had never heard of such a statement before, but at this moment, it seemed to make some sense. He seemed to have grasped something in the dark, but this strand of thought was spinning in front of his eyes like a lantern, making him feel helpless.
In the distance, he seemed to hear the neighing of a horse and a fierce shout.
He Yiming looked back as if he had just woken up from a dream. At the back of the food street, he heard Fei Tianxin's angry shout.
Because he was in charge of the three horses, Fei Tianxin did not follow them into the food street. He just waited quietly at the back of the alley.
But for some reason, he had a conflict with someone.
Jin Zhanzheng snorted angrily and was furious.
Ever since he entered the city, he had truly come to Da Shen's territory.
Here, there was someone who did not give in to the Grand Divine Wind Palace. Wasn't this provoking the Almighty?
He took a step forward. He did not twist his body, but in this turbulent crowd, he still slid out like a fish. In just a few breaths, he had already arrived at the place where the quarrel took place.
He Yiming followed closely behind, as if there was an invisible line between them, steadily following him to the place.
Dahei and the other two horses were tied to a big tree. Fei Tianxin stood beside the horses with a mocking smile on his face.
Not far behind Dahei, a young man clutched his stomach, lying on the ground in pain. Looking at his pale face, it seemed that the pain had reached his bone marrow.
Beside this young man, there was another young man of similar age, but this person obviously did not have the ability to deal with unexpected events. He stood there at a loss, not knowing how to deal with the aftermath.
After the conflict here, many people had gathered, but they stayed far away from the tree, as if they were afraid of something.
Jin Zhanzheng strode forward, and Fei Tianxin quickly bowed.
He waved his hand and said, "What's the matter?"
Fei Tianxin respectfully said, "Ancestor Jin, this person saw Dahei and recklessly came up. Dahei was annoyed, so it gave him a kick."
He Yiming glanced at Dahei's bowl-sized hind hooves, and then looked at the young man on the ground, with a trace of pity in his eyes.
After taking this kick, he was only injured, and his internal organs were not destroyed. This person's internal strength cultivation had at least reached the sixth layer. However, this guy dared to provoke Dahei. Wasn't he courting his own death?
Sure enough, Jin Zhanzheng was not angry after hearing this. Instead, he stepped forward and patted Dahei affectionately, "Old man, good job."
The onlookers all sucked in a breath of cold air. His mount had injured someone, yet he was still praising the horse. Such an attitude of treating human life like grass naturally made people feel a chill in their hearts.
He Yiming's eyes turned, taking in the expressions of the crowd.
His heart suddenly thumped, and his back was drenched in cold sweat.
After seeing the scene just now, he was not surprised at all, nor did he have any intention to fight for the injured young man on the ground or to lend a helping hand.
He didn't know when, but his heart had started to turn cold, and he was gradually getting closer to these top figures.
In their eyes, human lives were indeed like grass.
He Yiming had thought before that maybe after a few decades, he would also look down on all of this, become familiar with life and death, and become indifferent to it.
But it was not until this moment that he realized that all of this had happened so quickly, so suddenly and unknowingly.
Jin Zhanzheng looked at He Yiming in surprise. In his senses, He Yiming's aura seemed to have become extremely unstable. For a powerhouse of their level, this was simply an incredible thing.
Suddenly, there was a commotion behind the crowd. As if they had seen something fierce, the crowd automatically parted. Surrounded by a group of people, an officer and a middle-aged man walked in.
Jin Zhanzheng glanced at the man from afar. It was unknown whether it was intentional or unintentional, but he slowly turned around and left his back to the other party.
He Yiming noticed this. He vaguely guessed that this person should be acquainted with Jin Zhanzheng.
Among this group of people, there were more than ten people dressed as military officers. Wherever they went, the crowd would retreat to the sides like a tide breaking through. It could be seen that these people had a prominent reputation in this city, at least in this street.
The middle-aged man's gaze swept around the area. Suddenly, he took two steps in three steps and arrived in front of the person who was crying out in pain. He bent down and picked him up. He angrily said, "Ling Kai, how are you?"
The young man next to him seemed to have found his target and quickly said, "Master, Young Master saw a good horse here and wanted to take a closer look. But he didn't expect this person to ride the horse and hurt Young Master. "
He stretched out his hand and said a few words to add fuel to the fire. At the same time, he stared fiercely at Fei Tian.
The officers who accompanied the middle-aged man widened their eyes. The leading officer even said, "Brother Fang, someone actually dared to ride a horse to commit a crime and hurt your young master. This person is definitely a heinous criminal." After saying that, he raised his head and looked at Blackie. He was slightly startled and blurted out, "Good horse."
The middle-aged man injected internal energy into his son's body to help him stabilize his injury. He also looked at the direction of the officer's gaze.
When he saw Big Black clearly, he was startled at first, then he was shocked. His eyes showed an unbelievable look. His body trembled, and he suddenly turned his head. He first looked at He Yiming, then he swept past him without stopping. Then his gaze fell on Fei Tian. His gaze turned from doubt to certainty, and finally stopped on Jin Zhanzheng's back. His face suddenly became pale.
The officer originally wanted to go forward and arrest him, but after seeing the expression of the middle-aged man, his heart tightened and he suddenly closed his mouth.
The muscles on the middle-aged man's face twitched twice. Suddenly, his hands loosened, allowing his son in his arms to fall heavily to the ground again.
Then, in front of everyone's stunned eyes, he respectfully knelt down and said loudly, "Disciple Fang Shuyue, an outer disciple of the Divine Wind Palace, greets Grandmaster Jin."
The scene immediately became silent. The young attendant, who was still rambling, widened his eyes. His mouth gurgled, but he was unable to say anything else. (To be continued, if you want to know what will happen next, please go to www.qidian.com, there are more chapters. Support the author, support the original reading!)
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