Infinite Sims

"Seed cakes, delicious sesame cakes."

"Freshly baked cage cakes, take a look."

"Flax porridge"

In the early morning, the streets were filled with the sound of various hawkers, and the aroma of various foods wafted into the air, making pedestrians' appetites greatly increased.

"In this world, food is the only thing you can't live up to."

Jiang Ren was walking on this street full of delicacies. His clothes had been changed into ordinary gray coarse cloth clothes, and he was carrying a Guqin behind his back, in which his own sword body was hidden.

Under the rule of Xianmeng, except for the people of the government.

The rest of the people were not allowed to wear a sword, even if it was just a black broken sword, so they had to make such a disguise.

around.

The strong breath of life and the fragrant food aroused Jiang Ren's desire to eat that he hadn't had for a long time.

"I've been on my way these past few days, just using my spiritual power to maintain this body, I haven't eaten anything yet."

Jiang Ren decided to rest here.

Thinking about going through three lives in this world, the time span is more than four hundred years, and the total time is more than one hundred years, but I have never tasted the food of this world. I have to say it is a small regret.

Now, finally, it can be made up.

"This restaurant should be good."

Jiang Ren stopped and looked at the two-story restaurant beside him.

The shape and the gate of the restaurant are quite exquisite, and the people who come in and out are all people dressed in extraordinary clothes, and you can faintly smell the aroma of food coming from it, which is more attractive than the outside world.

"Guest officer!"

As soon as he walked into the restaurant, a shop waiter greeted him with a smile: "Are you one or several? Do you like private rooms, private seats, or the lobby?"

As the waiter of a big restaurant.

In order not to offend some guest officials who like to pretend to be pigs and tigers, they usually have good eyesight.

The guest in front of him was dressed in ordinary clothes, carrying a cheap Guqin on his back. He looked very poor as a whole, but his calm and composed temperament exuded from the inside out.

You don't have to think about it.

This must be the master of some rich family, whose head was caught by the door, and he came out dressed like this on purpose to play tricks on some people who don't have long eyes.

The shop clerk was thinking about it when he saw a silver ingot being thrown towards him, and quickly reached out to catch it.

"One person, elegant seat."

After Jiang Ren threw out the money, he said casually: "I'll serve all the good wine and food, and the rest is your reward."

To him, money is the most useless thing, and he doesn't care how much it costs.

What's more, when he was in the Immortal Land, he searched at least nearly a thousand storage bags, many of which could not be bought even with ten thousand taels of gold.

"Guest officer, upstairs please."

The shop waiter collected the money, was ecstatic in his heart, and had a more respectful attitude, leading Jiang Ren to the second floor.

The image of Jiang Ren in his mind has changed from a rich man whose head was caught by a door to a benevolent rich man whose head was caught by a door.

Jiang Ren sat down in an elegant seat by the window.

Considering that this kind of restaurant is very particular about the order of serving dishes, he directly mentioned the sentence "the sooner the better, don't pay attention to the order".

I don't know if it's because it's more high-end here, so the dishes come out faster, or because the ten taels of silver ingot just now played a role, and a table full of dishes was quickly served on the table.

Since it is early morning.

So most of them are breakfast, and there are also a small number of main dishes with good color and fragrance, and a pot of good wine that is said to have been hidden for several years.

"This presentation is not weaker than the main world, and it is more authentic."

Seeing this, Jiang Ren couldn't help but smile.

This is a world similar to the ancient world of the main world.

Many cultural inheritances are somewhat similar to the main world, and these breakfast dishes are more than authentic, this is how it was done.

Jiang Ren ate a few breakfasts and was somewhat satisfied.

Although the taste is not as diverse as the main world because the ingredients are not as rich as the main world, but under the chef's superb skills, the original taste of the food is brought out to the maximum, and it still has a special flavor.

Not to mention, he hasn't tasted food for a hundred years.

Where you eat, you usually hear all kinds of information, including but not limited to recent events, government policies, personal grievances, etc.

Among them, there may be things related to myself.

So in the process of enjoying the food, Jiang Ren scattered his consciousness.

On the same floor, the first floor downstairs, and on the road outside the building, whether it is the sound of conversation, chopping vegetables, or walking, it can be heard clearly.

In it, mostly useless information.

In the inner box on the same floor, several young voices were talking softly.

Criticizing the policies of the Xianmeng, expressing dissatisfaction with the people of the Xianmeng covering the sky with one hand, and even angrily denouncing the leader of the Xianmeng as a monster, bluntly saying that only by overthrowing the Xianmeng can the world be brightened.

"No dust."

Jiang Ren thought of the name of the Lord of the Immortal Alliance, and sighed softly.

He never imagined that Wu Chen, who chose to enter the world in order to save people and the country, would become the leader of the fairy alliance who now covers the sky with one hand.

And took the world from one extreme to another.

Under the rule of Xianmeng, the impact of natural disasters was greatly reduced, and few people starved to death due to reduced food production.

The royal relatives and landlords and merchants who used to be domineering can only behave with their tails between their legs. The scale has been reduced a lot, and many of them have disappeared directly.

But this does not mean that the life of the common people below is better.

Beneath the prosperity on the surface is a world that is worse and more authoritarian than the original dynasty era.

From small villages and towns to large city mansions, the administrators of the Xianmeng who have been sent down are like local emperors, in charge of all affairs under their rule, and their power is almost limitless.

Good and evil, good and bad, are all in their thoughts.

In this era, ordinary people, apart from rarely starving to death due to famine, have experienced even more injustice than before.

"A perfect world is just a fantasy."

Jiang Ren felt a little touched in his heart.

A completely fair world without killing, hatred, and conflict is almost impossible to exist.

Because the managers and law enforcers are all human, and as long as they are human, they will have desires, and if there are desires, there will be injustice, and various unexpected things will happen.

If you say when, a perfect world will really appear.

Unless it is like the brains in some science fiction works, only when they take over the whole world can they truly be absolutely fair in a sense.

"This child has gone astray."

Jiang Ren shook his head and turned his attention to the food on the table again.

At this moment.

A group of uninvited guests entered the restaurant.

These are a few arresters with swords at their waists and uniforms.

"Masters, why are you free today?"

The shopkeeper, who had been settling accounts behind the counter, saw it, and hurriedly came out with a smile on his face.

The background of the restaurant is deep, and he is not afraid of a few arresters, but Hades likes to make trouble with little ghosts, and offending them will not do him any good.

"Post this arrest warrant in a conspicuous place."

The leading arrester took out a rolled-up arrest warrant and said, "The reward for this person is a middle-grade spirit stone. Regardless of life or death, as long as you bring it to our government. If you provide important clues, you can also get a minimum reward." Rewards ranging from one spirit stone to a maximum of fifty spirit stones."

"A medium-grade spirit stone!"

After serving a table of guests, the waiter who came to the door couldn't help opening his mouth.

Since the reign of Xianmeng, monks have long ceased to exist only in legends, and spiritual stones, which are also very important to monks, have become currencies that are many times more precious than gold and silver.

Even an ordinary Lingshi costs more than a hundred taels of gold, and there is still a price but no market.

Not to mention, it was a mid-grade spirit stone.

According to the aura content in it, one medium-grade spirit stone is equivalent to about one hundred to one hundred and ten ordinary spirit stones.

Just hearing this number is enough to make everyone short of breath.

Catching and killing the person on the arrest warrant, Xiao Er dared not even think about it, but if he could provide a clue, even if he could get the lowest reward of one spirit stone, it would be enough for him to buy a nice courtyard and marry two beautiful girls. Beautiful wives and concubines live the lives of those gentlemen.

"This man is extremely vicious."

After the policeman handed over the paper with the arrest warrant to the shopkeeper, he added: "Thousands of lives have been stained in the hand, including the life of a monk. If you see it, you must not conflict with it. You should immediately Notify me and the people in the government."

"Okay, gentlemen, go slowly."

The shopkeeper received the arrest warrant and pulled the paper away casually.

On the arrest warrant is a middle-aged man with a bony appearance and a thin bone. The text below succinctly summarizes his name, what he committed, and the enviable reward.

The shopkeeper was just about to ask the waiter next to him to get the tools and stick the wanted warrant outside the door, when the waiter stared at the wanted notice with his eyes wide open, his face full of disbelief.

"Why are you in a daze, hurry up and get the tools."

The shopkeeper's face darkened, and he scolded.

"No, it's not."

The waiter shook his head, his face turned pale: "I, I seem to have seen this person before."

The voice just fell.

The few police officers who had just walked out of the gate stopped in their tracks one after another, staring fixedly at the waiter with copper bell-like eyes.

"It seems that I can't enjoy the food slowly."

Upstairs, Jiang Ren showed a faint smile.

He didn't kill innocent people indiscriminately, but he needed a lot of souls to restore the sword body.

In this world controlled by the Immortal Alliance, it is almost impossible for mass deaths to occur, and there is no legal channel to harvest souls.

Not to mention.

The spiritual power provided by the souls of ordinary people is too weak. Although it is not possible to lose money, it is typical that there are too many things and little spiritual power.

Therefore, the best way is to let people come to you on their own initiative.

Then, in order to protect himself, he had to kill them.

When Jiang Ren entered the town, he used magic to distort his face slightly so that others could not see it clearly, and he did not undo it until he entered the restaurant.

I've been waiting for this moment, but I didn't expect it to be so soon.

"I hope those who come will not be too weak."

Jiang Ren waited patiently.

Less than a stick of incense time.

Several monks with great spiritual power came to the restaurant, and the street outside was also blocked by the police and soldiers, unable to enter or exit.

tread! tread! tread!

Undisguised footsteps went up from the first floor to the second floor.

They were a few monks with haughty faces. They scanned the second floor, finally set their eyes on Jiang Ren, and then went straight to where he was.

"Aren't those deacons of the government office?"

When a blue-clothed scholar saw those people, he couldn't help but startled: "What are they going to do?"

The man in white at the table with him made a silent expression, pointed to Jiang Ren who seemed to be unresponsive to the outside world in the distance, and whispered: "Can't you see? The deacons should come to trouble that person .”

"Being able to offend several deacons at the same time, that dear brother is also very powerful, but the next thing will be miserable. I guess he will peel off his skin if he doesn't die."

Hearing this, the blue-clothed scholar couldn't help but sweat for Jiang Ren.

The man in white has a different opinion: "Not necessarily."

Ordinary people offend several law enforcement officers of the Immortal League at the same time, it is true that they do not know how to die.

But the weird man with a guqin, facing the law enforcement officers who were heading towards him aggressively, seemed to have not seen it, and was still enjoying the food.

This kind of person is either big-hearted or confident.

The man in white couldn't help guessing, could it be that this person's relatives and friends are in high positions in the Xianmeng?

puff!

Several deacons surrounded Jiang Ren, and called out magical weapons that were ready to go, and looked down at Jiang Ren from a high position.

"Fang! Keep! Believe!"

Wu Ji, the leader, stood up and read the words word by word.

Although they are all in the Qi Refining Realm, they have sufficient confidence in this arrest.

The culprit's record seems ferocious, but the only one who caught their eye was the monk at the seventh level of qi training, but that monk was old and frail, and even if his realm was similar to theirs, his strength was not as good as any of them.

In this way, the murderer who defeated the monk was naturally not in their eyes.

Not to mention, this time they were arrested by several people.

Even if the murderer has three heads and six arms, and even some speculated demons, he will definitely not be able to escape their grasp.

"Since you're here, why don't you sit down and eat together."

Jiang Ren put down his wine glass, said something casually to them, then lowered his head and picked up a piece of pastry and put it in his mouth.

The movement of chewing and swallowing slowly seemed to have no defense at all.

"So, you admit that you are Fang Shouxin?"

Wu Ji asked, and raised his hand to stop the few people around him who wanted to make a move.

Jiang Ren shrugged: "Haven't you already confirmed it?"

"You are so brave, let me ask you."

Wu Ji stepped on the bench next to him, and asked unceremoniously: "The more than 1,300 people in Heishui Town died at your hands?"

Jiang Ren, who had just swallowed a piece of pastry and his mouth was full, couldn't speak, so he nodded.

Wu Ji asked again: "The deacon of Heishui Town also died at your hands?"

Jiang Ren nodded again, swallowed the pastry, and said, "It's almost done. I'm inviting you to sit down and have a meal, not to play a quiz game."

"Meal?"

Wu Ji looked at the lifeless food on the table, was immediately amused, and said contemptuously: "I thought you had such a skill, but I don't think you are a waste who eats ordinary grains!"

thump!

Immediately afterwards, his foot on the stool was lifted again, and he stepped heavily on the table.

Under his deliberate control, the pastries and dishes on it fell into a ball, and one of the pastries rolled from the table and fell onto Jiang Ren's thigh clothes.