The next day, the gods came to the city of Burma, the sky was clear and the clouds were clear, and the blue ground above the head was like a pool of jasper, a rare good scenery.

Many of the houses in the city are relics left by the ancient Burmese witches, and the walls are carved with whitewashed reliefs and shallow round reliefs, depicting ancient and mysterious papal ceremonies.

Many of the calendar symbols have been lost, and murals with court images, mythological scenes or clan totems have been painted in colour to symbolize the spirit of the clansmen.

Potter's wheels, brass knives, charcoal, and small hooks and lines are piled up on thick square tiles, and vendors set up stalls under the grapevines, buying ancient manuscripts and hand-painted books of ancestral heroes all year round.

The Burmese witches worship astrology the most, and every few steps you can see a small wooden figure with a fish in its mouth, and behind the small wooden figure is a dimly lit wooden house, in which the prophets and witches of the city who can tell divination dwell, and ask for a hexagram with a mirror made of carved human bones and obsidian, so that they can predict the future of the three days.

The gods listened to Hongyi's account of the origin of the Burmese witches, and at the same time tasted the different atmosphere of this alien city. If you weren't in a hurry about the affairs of the Taiyin Immortal Master, you really have to slow down and wander around this unique city for a few days.

Hong Yiyan said that every grass and tree in the main city of Burmese was built by the ancestors in imitation of the ancient kingdom in the sea. The ancient Burmese witch navigation technique has reached the peak, the tribe loves to be adventurous and enterprising, and is not willing to rest until the farthest realm, for which there are countless ancestors buried in the belly of the fish.

The Beiming Sea, which is adjacent to the clan, is shrouded by the Heavenly Mandate of the Shangqing Dynasty, and there is no wind or waves, but it cannot find the peerless secret art, and it will not reach the superior state in the end. Crossing the salt wedge bay at the end of the Beiming Sea, the sea is eyeless in the wind and waves, and the vicious fish hiding reef is unpredictable.

Only one ancestor led the fleet through Salt Wedge Bay, and with his rich experience and good luck, he was lucky enough to reach the Sea of Maozao, and finally encountered a storm. The fleet was wiped out in the lightning waves, and only the ancestor survived. But overnight, as if given by heaven, he said that he had seen the clan in the ocean, and the Burmese Witch City had also been built like this by him.

The gods listened to the story with relish, thinking that Gu Jiu, who came to Burmese Wu, was comparable to Shangqing, and it was no wonder that he had a big surname like Tu Ya.

As I walked, I saw a person sitting on the ground under the tree with a moon qin on his back, and people with banana fans gathered around him in twos and threes, as if they were storytellers. But when you listen to it, those mouths are chaotic, and the words are difficult, but they are difficult to understand.

Hongyi explained that with the exception of the reliefs, most of the myths and history of the Burmese Wu people are passed down orally. The people under the banyan tree are all folk bards, and the strange tree is called the Xie Sheng Tree. Most of the poets are a person who lives to a certain age and suddenly falls ill or has a dream, and suddenly recounts the psalms that were sung thousands of years ago.

Most of the poems that come out of their mouths are mysterious and ancient, and the authenticity is difficult to identify.

He said: "If someone deliberately pretends to be a bard and casually compiles some unwarranted poems, wouldn't he be a mischief of the clan?"

Hong Yi smiled and said, "Miss He's not right. The bard wanders for half his life, lives on wild fruits and springs, lives a hard life, and travels around the land of Burma, who has nothing to cheat on this unseemly deal?"

As he was talking, suddenly an idler with a purple head and a gauze hat pounced over, and his mouth was full of accent: "Listed as an immortal, see that you are not from the city, if you have anything, just take it out and take a look......" As he spoke, he took out a few serpentine stones and woodcuts, and held them in his hands, as if he wanted to be rewarded.

Xingfu smiled and said: "This person really has no eyes, and he doesn't even know Hong Yixian?"

Hong Yi said softly: "I have just taken over as the Lord of Burmese Witches, and most of the people don't know anything except for the high-ranking officials in the clan. ”

In the past, merchants were often treated preferentially, even if it was just to bring a secret from the outside world, they could also exchange a lot of local wood carvings, serpentine, mica and other things.

Shen Ling said: "Is there anything good?"

The idler heard the door, looked around, and said in a low voice: "The ivory waterfowl in the sea, do you want it?"

On a whim, he said, "Beautiful." What do you want?"

The market was noisy, Hong Yi stood beside Shen Miao and looked at his subjects with a smile, the idle man raised his head and said something in Shen Ling's ear, and suddenly the faces of Hong Yi and Shen Miao changed.

Shen Ling closed his eyes and shook his head, "I don't know." ”

The idler was very frustrated, interrogated a few more words, and walked away on his own. Hong Yi and Shen Miao glanced at each other, Shen Miao quickly handed over the bag in his hand to Yu Heyi, and said, "I'll come when I go." "Soon disappeared into the sea of people.

The rest of the people didn't know why, and the concubine was even more confused when he was holding his burden. Xuanjing asked, "What did that person just say?"

People came and went, and everyone waited to no avail, so Ju Ling led everyone to the benefactor's palace in the center of the city. The stone pillars of the main hall are engraved with the calendar, punishment, and divination of Burmese witches, which are solemn and solemn, but they are very different from the lively and free scene of the market.

The guards knew the origin of the giant spirit and his party, so they didn't dare to stop it.

Elder Utu had been waiting for a long time in front of the Burmese Wu Temple, but he was a little surprised when he didn't see Shen Ling and Hong Yiyi or two.

After the immortals had served three incense sticks for the ancestors of the Tu Ya clan, the two of them finally rushed back, both panting, their hair was messy, their faces were blue and red, and they couldn't tell whether they were depressed or happy. When the clan general saw the benefactor like this, he did not dare to look at it or ask it, but respectfully bowed and retreated.

Hong Yi invited all the immortals to the side hall to disperse the idle people, Lou Che asked: "Hong Yi Xian and Shen Yi Immortal are in a hurry, what is the matter?"

Hong Yizheng swallowed a cup of strong tea, smoothed the hair on his head, and said, "I didn't expect that there was a dragon and a crouching tiger hidden in the Burmese Wu City. ”

It turned out that the idle man in the city asked Shen Miao about the wild history of Yuchuan, saying that he wanted to know some secrets, so that he could brag in front of the bard. Burmese Wu is thousands of miles away from the snow-capped mountains and rivers, and such rural fools actually know the word "Yuchuan", and they also want to inquire about its history, how unusual?

At that time, Hong Yi stood close and heard what the idle man said, how sharp his mind was with Shen Ling, and immediately realized that someone might be manipulating everything behind his back.

Seeing the idler walking away, the two of them tacitly understood that they didn't care about explaining to everyone, and hurriedly chased after the idler. The instructor will wait for him to reply somewhere, and if he touches the melon, he may have an unexpected harvest.

The idler was old and his legs were broken, and although the two of them had good foot strength, they didn't dare to follow too closely, and if Zero Ninety-Six was really nearby, he would immediately notice the slightest movement, and when he fled, it would be difficult to find him again.

Sure enough, the idler came to a banyan tree and wandered left and right, but no one came to answer him. The man seemed impatient, stomped his foot a few times, and then buried something in his hand and left. Shen Ling and Hong were about to go to check, but suddenly they felt that there was a rumor in their hearts, as if someone was secretly attacking.

This time, the rabbit fell very quickly, and Rao was extremely fast, and he only barely took the wooden stick that was chopped by his head, but his body had staggered back. Hong Yi was startled and immediately opened the man's shoulder, and swished in the air to make two heavy moves in a row, only to make room for relaxation.

When I looked closely, the person who came was none other than Zong Rongju, the head of the benefactor palace. He was also shocked when he saw Hongyi's face, and hurriedly dropped the weapon in his hand, knelt down and said: "My subordinates have eyes and no beads, and I don't know that the benefactor is coming, so please punish the benefactor!"

It turned out that Rong Ju, who was routinely patrolling the streets, saw the two sneaking around, and suspected that the two were plotting against each other, so he followed all the way, and when he saw the two of them concentrating, he suddenly attacked and attacked, but he didn't expect that one of them was the Lord of Burmese Witch himself.

Rong Ju was sincerely afraid, Hong heard the cause and effect, and knew that this person had always been loyal and brave, but this time it was an unintentional move, so he pardoned him for missing and did not punish him. In the end, Shen Hui rushed over and dug for a long time in the place where the idler was buried, but found nothing.

Rong Ju was sincerely afraid, Hong heard the cause and effect, and knew that this person had always been loyal and brave, but this time it was an unintentional move, so he pardoned him for missing and did not punish him. In the end, Shen Hui rushed over and dug for a long time in the place where the idler was buried, but found nothing.

Xuan Jing said suspiciously: "Could it be that Zero Ninety-Six can take away the things under the tree without knowing it in this instant?"

Hong Yiyi: "But not necessarily. The idler was bribed, and if he wanted to hide people's eyes and ears, he only used this move as a gimmick, and he didn't know. ”

Shen Ling took the jade fan handed over by He Yu and said, "Although I didn't hold the thing, Ju Lujun guessed that Zero Ninety Six had something to do with Yuchuan Qingying, but it was confirmed. ”

Xingfu said: "Wouldn't it be enough to arrest the person you said and interrogate him?"

Hong Yi immediately shook his head and said, "How can it be? The Burmese Wuzhi clan has a law, and since that idle man has nothing to offend, how can he easily take people? Moreover, the fact of 096 is bad, if it disturbs the common people, it may cause panic, and then it will be even more difficult to clean up." ”