Chapter 61: Grain Prices Are Likely to Rise

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Exhausted from the previous night, Wei Yao inevitably woke up late the next morning. Outside, Song Mingrui had already packed everything into a basket and a bag, all of which were gifts to be sent to the Wei family.
"You're awake, dear. Keep an eye on your sister, Dad is going to get your mom's breakfast."
"Alright, Dad."
"Okay, wah wah wah..."
Wei Yao smiled gently at her son and daughter, massaged her sore lower back, glared playfully at the man, and walked straight over to the sink to wash up.
Numerous dark figures materialized out of thin air, blocking the paths on both their left and right. Gleaming lights pierced through the slits of their hoods, and a dozen glowing wands pointed directly at their hearts. Ron let out a terrified gasp.
Perhaps it was the repetitive actions within the dreams—fulfilling wishes for others—or perhaps someone had betrayed them right here.
On the contrary, for humans, even if just a tiny shred of demonic essence were extracted and mixed into medicine, it would turn a human's body completely upside down, leading to a relentless and fatal turmoil.
The One-Tail Shukaku glanced sideways at the shadow-rank elder without saying much, and then vanished into thin air.
"Alright, Xu Lu, say no more. When it comes to singing skills, she is indeed much better. I'm really not good at these things." Tong Yao spoke tactfully, which made Wang Danyue feel a lot more at ease.
The Intergenerational possessed forms and structures close to those of humans—if one ignored the long whiskers and soft tubes on top of their heads.
Zhuo Dong'er was a young lady from another branch of the Zhuo family, a distant relative of Zhuo Man'er, so they bore a striking resemblance in appearance. Even more similar was their arrogant and domineering temperament.
As they were about to reach the banks of the Yueyin River, they spotted a tavern at the head of the bridge. The sky was growing dark, and they were exhausted, weary, and starving.
Lady Jia and the others hurried to Rongqing Hall. Led inside by the palace attendants, Lady Jia saw Jia Cong sitting on the high cushioned couch, laughing and talking with Daiyu.
A thick, smoke-like fog began to billow all around, instantly dragging people from midday into a dewy, misty dawn, a vast expanse of blinding white.
Without needing any verbal orders, the two reserve team members immediately hid behind the trees on both sides, raising their guns to provide cover for Tang Haoxuan.
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Putting aside his identity as a wealthy second-generation celebrity in the entertainment industry, Dong Dongdong's most well-known identity used to be a two-dimensional blogger on Weibo.
Furthermore, the range of the Qing dynasty's exercise of sovereignty included the entirety of Taiwan, which no longer remained a point of contention after Japan signed the treaty.
"Three days from now, once it invades the heart and spleen, even the greatest immortals will be completely helpless." Lvdhe murmured, her tears falling in a torrential downpour.
So he decisively took out his Beats Bluetooth headphones from the drawer, put them on, and hit play.
The West Street ACG Exhibition was one of Akihabara's famous features, where otaku from all over the world gathered every day to cosplay various anime characters.
"Alright, I'll call mom and dad right now." Yuhong also got through. Her mom answered the phone, and after Yuhong explained my situation, her mom readily agreed on the other end.
The car arrived at Avenue Michel in Neuilly-sur-Seine, on the western outskirts of Paris. This was actually an extension of the Champs-Élysées—east of the Arc de Triomphe it was called the Champs-Élysées, past the Arc de Triomphe it became the Avenue de la Grande Armée, and after crossing Paris's largest intersection, it was called Avenue Michel.
The fatty caught sight of so many beehives and immediately developed greedy desires, wanting to indulge his palate. But Commander Fatty was only responsible for the desires; everything else was left to others. The specific execution was up to us to figure out—he only obeyed orders and ate.
Would an old classmate not even grant this tiny bit of face? Thinking of this, Yu Dayong relaxed and hatched a new plan and idea.
After entering the council chamber, the Great Elder had not yet emerged, and the Second Elder, with a stern face, had his disciple serve tea. When he turned back, he inadvertently saw Fang Yu sitting in the very last seat. His previously pulled-down face instantly twisted upward, and he pointed at Fang Yu, unable to speak for a long time.
"Right, Mu Lingfei fell ill last night with acute gastritis, so I'm going to make some porridge and take it to him." Though she didn't know if Mu Lingfei would appreciate it, she had to fulfill the duties of a fiancée.
I almost believed his words, but upon careful reflection later, I realized it was an impossibility. Tiger pomfret never lived in coastal areas, and fishermen could never possibly know the habits of tiger pomfret.
And so the two of them decided to return to my and Hao Jian's hometown tomorrow to see if they could uncover any clues.
At this moment, another tall and sturdy martial arts figure at the table stood up, raised his wine glass, and said, "Zhige, President Yu, may I say a few words?" He looked respectfully at Zhige, who had also had quite a bit to drink, and said happily: "This is my Gestapo, the First Big Boss—Big Yangzi. He wants to toast you, let's give him some applause."
"Anyway, that's how the situation is." Old Man Mist-Rain recounted what happened today in a few words.
At the thought of his aging parents who complained of feeling cold and aching bones every winter, a wave of sour heartache welled up inside him.
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The moment Shizuka Hiratsuka saw Hachiman about to make a move, she suddenly felt as though nothing was beyond discussion.
Zhou Xiaobai only felt her face burning and her whole body sweating. Under the gaze of Li Weidong's eyes, she involuntarily lowered her head, her heart beating fiercely.
Steeling her heart, she first ran to a distant air conditioner intake vent, took a huge breath, held it, and then charged back. She folded the lens cloth with quick, practiced movements like folding a bedsheet, scooped it up in both hands, and sprinted toward the B-pillar, hurling it with all her might.
The White Ape King let out a cold snort and took a step forward. Instantly, the earth shook and the mountains trembled, the surrounding ground cracking open to form a huge fissure. Bursts of violent aura surged forth, pressing down toward Ye Xingchen.
In that split second, both of them simultaneously felt as though they were being watched by the Grimlock itself, their entire bodies turning icy cold.
The old man narrowed his eyes and said calmly. Seeing this, Kongxu dared not conceal anything and recounted the matter truthfully and completely to the old man before him.
Li Zhen spoke with a calm expression. He had been coveting those three thousand catties of energy stones for a long time.
Although Ye Xingchen already knew that this Snowy Heavenly Lion wouldn't dare harbor any ill intentions toward him again, there were exceptions to everything, and Ye Xingchen didn't want any unexpected mishaps to occur.
If there had previously been some doubt as to whether Yu Feng was truly the legendary Demon Emperor reincarnated, now they were certain that Yu Feng was just fooling these demonic plants.
This is a psychic talisman. I don't have very good tools on hand, and relying solely on shovels or the like to dig down is simply unrealistic.
Li Zhen looked toward the Magic City Catacombs. By now, quite a few catacomb rank-nines had already entered the Magic City Catacombs, even though the True Monarchs were already harboring some suspicions regarding the Green Wolf King's identity.
Nodding directly, he started to run. Upon seeing a carriage piled high with grass, he immediately climbed right inside. Once in, he curled his body up to hide and began to tremble.
Thinking of the hundreds of lives that might be lost, Yu Zhilong felt utterly helpless. Law enforcement in this era casually involved wiping out entire clans and collective punishment; a single incident often implicated dozens or hundreds of people. The vast majority of them were completely innocent, suffering this unexpected disaster simply due to some charge of treason, rebellion, or offending the imperial ruler. Such grievances genuinely had nowhere to be voiced.
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