Towards the end of the day, the prayers in the temple square of the remnants finally turned into a hopeless cry. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

From time to time, strange news came from the crowd, about the refugees swarming outside the frozen city, or the tall tower overhead.

Everyone knelt here, trying to grasp at the last straw, hoping that just one oracle could solve all the problems, just like they usually did to see a doctor and eliminate disasters.

"But the saint is missing!"

The rumors suddenly became more and more true, but there were always pious and sober people in the crowd who stepped forward to persuade others not to speak disrespectfully, so as not to slander the god of the northern underworld.

The cycle of conflict then subsided briefly.

It was in this situation that Jie Ya arrived in the remaining capital, and the rumors about the Holy Maiden had been attracting him to continue deeper.

So as evening approached, he managed to blend into the temple square, hiding in the numb crowd.

After kneeling for a long time, the raw stones were pressed under the knees, and the few pieces that did not move were afraid that they would have already been embedded in the flesh.

But he didn't bother with any of this, because even with his head down, his eyes were still staring at the reflection of the tower through the spotless and even reflective stone pavement.

The cold wind crawled down the backs of the crowd, and the distance between people was only shoulder to shoulder, and sometimes it became difficult to stretch the waist.

The steaming heat mixed with the smell of various people, and people kept fainting, and then the person next to them would take a step forward and shorten the distance, and finally gradually turned into pushing.

It wasn't until an old man's body was pushed into his arms that Jie Ya woke up.

Looking back, the people around him kept pulling around, and the chaos was rising rapidly.

At this time, the night was approaching, and someone whispered in his ear, just like before, and the crowd slowly made noise and then erupted in unpleasant shouting.

As the mood soared, countless hands suddenly raised around him, and then several people in a certain direction were constantly pulling everyone together.

The exhausted people quickly picked themselves up, and everyone thought it would be the final blow, and then the sky above the square began to reverberate with shouts in unison.

At this time, there were only waves of roar left in Jieya's ears, and he gritted half of his teeth to try his best to hear it clearly, but he didn't expect a "squeak" and everyone was quiet.

In the distance, the door of the temple opened, and an old woman with a clumsy waist appeared with a group of maidens.

The group of girls were all about the same size, dressed in uniform gray linen shirts, and wore a crown of vines on their heads.

The old woman at the head was called Mujin, and they came from the upper deep hall where the holy woman was, that is, where the tower was located.

On weekdays, when the sun is almost set, worshippers come out, carrying a box full of bread in one hand and a kettle in the other, and distribute them in rows along the crowd, symbolically saying a few words of comfort.

It's just that today this work suddenly fell into the hands of Shangshentang.

Muzin stood on the steps and whispered something to the people in front of him, and everyone looked forward to ask if they had heard clearly.

Then he saw her nod quickly and returned to the temple.

The remaining group of gray-clothed girls distributed the food to everyone, and those reassuring words naturally passed down with the movements of the rows of heads.

Cliff craned his neck to look at the head in front of him, and then he saw the tower in the distance, and it was the first time he had actually raised his head to look at it, and it was pitch black.

At this moment, a shadowy figure suddenly flashed in front of the window in the center of the tower.

He squinted to catch it, but a figure came over to block his eyes.

"Take the ......"

The girl handed the bread to her hand.

Jie Ya squinted at the basket that the girl was carrying on her wrist, stepped forward and snatched it quickly, and then threw it behind her.

For a while, the crowd chased the basket and burst into a scramble, and before the girl could come to her senses, she had been caught by Jieya and dragged to a place where no one noticed.

Now that you've arrived here, there's no need to find any North Fire, it's better to break in directly, whether the rumors are true or not, just look at it with your own eyes.

Jie Ya moved quickly as he secretly calculated the current situation, and although he had made up his mind, he still bent down with restraint.

Until anything is clear, you must not show your feet.

The door to the temple opened again, and the gray-clad maidens lined up and walked slowly inside.

Jieya had already put on the clothes of the same color that he had just taken off, and took half a rag to cover his face, his already thin body was deliberately bent a little, and he could hardly see the flaws while it was dark.

At the head of the crowd was the Archon with a spear in hand, who blended at the back of the line, moving forward with each passing man.

Soon it was his turn, and the person in front of him had just passed the scrutinizing gaze of the ruling group, and several men immediately surrounded him with lanterns in their hands.

The one at the head took a picture from head to toe, and the person next to him immediately pointed to his face: "Take it down and take a look!" ”

Jie Cliff didn't move, and secretly turned his hand behind his back.

"Tell you to take it off!"

The man said as he reached out and tore half of the cloth off his face.

Jie Ya held it down desperately, only the upper part of his nose was exposed, and he saw that there were several cuts near his left eye, and he was constantly bleeding.

He deliberately looked straight at this person, his eyes did not dodge in the slightest, but the corners of his mouth gasped slightly.

"Alright, alright! Let him go and hurry up! ”

Before he could make any moves, the man in charge suddenly dispelled his doubts.

So he stooped up the steps and went into the temple.

The team ascended the rightmost stone staircase to the second floor, and while everyone was not looking, he turned and opened the cabinet at the end of the foyer.

The cabinet was stacked with books that were almost up to his chest, and when I reached out, it was full of billowing dust.

"Thanks to your help this time!"

A man was talking and approaching.

Cliff looked back, and two figures reflected in the moving firelight at the end of the hallway.

He stepped up and hid in the cupboard.

Just as the cabinet door was closed, Mu Jin led a balding man to appear at the other end of the corridor.

"Lord Xiao, you are simply too polite, if you weren't in charge of distributing food, and there is Wangshu's ruling group outside, I'm afraid it would have been messed up a long time ago."

Mu Jin walked very slowly, but he spoke in high spirits.

This balding Lord Xiao looked serious, and he cleared his throat: "If it's really messy, it's not good for any of us." ”

"Don't worry, it won't be long before these people will go back."

Lord Xiao looked sideways at Mu Jin's expression, obviously not understanding what she meant.

She didn't explain much, just continued to walk forward with a calm face.

"The things in the grain depot won't last long, and the demand for frozen Qingcheng is even greater, if there is no other way, I think ...... The consequences are unimaginable! ”

At last he said that both of them stopped, and there happened to be two forks in the road, one of which was the direction of the gate he had just entered.

"Lord Xiao, if you still need me tomorrow, let me know in advance."

Muzin nodded at him.

"It's good that Shangshentang is willing to show up, I hope Master Mu can say a few more words."

"If it works, I will definitely serve, but please ask Lord Xiao to bring a message to Wangshu and ask him to send a few more people over...... Just in case. ”

After Mu Jin finished speaking, he turned around and walked into one of the roads.

Lord Xiao stood in place, watching her disappear until he sighed heavily, tilted his head sideways to listen to the movement outside the temple, and walked out of the gate along the side where the cliff came in.