The early morning of the seventh day seemed to be somewhat different from the previous days, and he seemed to be a little brighter and more dreary. If the first six days were a sign of the storm, then today is the beginning of the storm.

Golden Gate Road, Golden Gate City, in a tavern.

Today's tavern seems a little unusual, because it is a strange time to be flooded with a large crowd just after opening. However, when they entered the door, they were shouting for drinks, which was really a big surprise for the boss who had been unhappy for six days in a row. Even if people are just sitting in groups of three or five, without saying a word, the boss does not dare to have the slightest hint of neglect.

Outside the door, a slender man in a black veil walked slowly from the silent street, looked up at the tavern's sign, and strode over the doorrail and into it.

The man who glanced around seemed to see something. Ignoring the boss's greetings, he walked straight to one of the tables and stood still at the table.

"Teacher!"

The man in black gauze stood still at the table and called softly.

"Ready?"

The middle-aged man who was drinking with a cup of tea on the table, after hearing the voice calling him, slowly raised his head and asked as if he didn't care.

"Yes. The disciples are all ready, and just waiting for the teacher's words, the disciples will dedicate the Golden Gate City to the teacher! ”

The man's voice here revealed a faint sense of joy, but then he covered it up again. At this time, although the general trend of Golden Gate City has been decided, the closer you get to success, the more cautious you must be~

"Bai Qi, wait, wait, it's not time!"

Zhang Jiao, who raised his head, was silent for a while, and then said slowly.

"Yes, Teacher!"

The man under the black veil was Zhang Baiqi, who had recovered some of his state yesterday, because he was ordered to go to the capital to form the capital canal department. Therefore, the power in the base camp was divided among the people. Now that he is back in disgrace, even if he is the favorite disciple of Zhang Jiao, the spiritual leader of the Yellow Turban Army, he can't get some soldiers and horses to accompany him in an instant, so he seems to be extremely capable in the Yellow Turban Army. can only be aggrieved to take the role of the herald beside Zhang Jiao. Fortunately, his teacher Zhang Jiao knew that he was a rare talent in the Yellow Turban Army, even if he was regarded as a herald by his side, he was also a herald with freedom around him.

……

Zhang Jiao in the tavern seemed to be waiting for something, and the dark clouds in the sky seemed to be brewing something, and they were all quietly brewing, waiting for the best time to appear. And then detonate something. As a result, they rode the wind all the way up to nine thousand miles.

"Click~, click~"

Seven days of gloom today, finally there is a heavy change. Constant lightning thunderbolts thundered in the sky, and the constant bright light hit the layers of dark clouds. It seems that their forbearance for a few days has reached the limit, and they want to change and break through! The accumulation of six days is for today's breakthrough explosion, they have the pride of shaking the ancient and modern, the courage of immortality and the rampant of the general trend!

……

In the alleys of the streets, beside the main roads, people nowadays stroll out of their homes. Looking at the sudden change in the weather, their mood seems to have changed a lot.

It is not the kind of vicissitudes of life, and the heartiness of the rainbow after the wind and rain, but the depression and panic before the storm and the time of the earth cracking.

"Oh my God, what does it look like if the light doesn't rain, hurry up and change the sky! The crops in the field still need the sun to shine! ”

In front of the door of a thatched house, he held the old farmer who was poking on the ground, looking at the sudden change in the sky, full of emotion and fear.

"Boom~, boom~"

It seems to be in response to the old farmer's concerns, and it also seems that the physics teacher once said that the speed of light is faster than the speed of sound. At this time, the thunder came suddenly, and behind the lightning bloomed its majesty.

When the majestic thunder came, the strong lightning seemed to be very dissatisfied with its strong limelight, so that faster and brighter flashes continued to appear and disappear in the sky. They are vying for their own place.

"Teacher!"

It was still the tavern, still standing in a black veil, and his expression became extremely excited after hearing the strange 'symphony' in the sky outside. He seemed to know that the sky had changed so much for six days in a row. What exactly does it represent.

"Wait! Bai Qi, your heart is still too dry! ”

Unlike the people in the tavern who reacted differently, Zhang Jiao at this time still looked as usual, like a monk who had attained the Tao, sitting there without sorrow or joy, and continued to take small sips of his tea.

"Yes, Teacher!"

Under the black veil, Zhang Baiqi originally had a happy look on his face, but when he heard Zhang Jiao's indifferent voice, he slowly calmed down his restless heart. As his teacher said, his mentality is still unqualified and too dry!

……

"Whew~, Whew~"

Good rain is sprinkled into the world by the power of the wind. Before the showers, there must be a howling wind, and the sky at this time, with lightning and thunder, and fierce winds, the houses and people in the middle seem to be extremely fragile and insignificant at this moment.

"Whoa......

After the strong wind, the torrential rain came. The pouring rain seemed to want to clean all the turbidity in the world, and sprinkle it down without the slightest mercy.

……

"Sigh~"

As if he knew something, Zhang Baiqi, who took a deep breath, showed joy on his face.

"Teacher, this world seems to be ......"

At this moment, Zhang Baiqi regained the ecstatic posture just now. This time, Zhang Jiao didn't reprimand him, because he was also deeply immersed in today's atmosphere at the moment.

"It's time, since the yellow sky has fallen, then, let's go crazy again!"

With a "bang", he slapped the corner of the table hard and stood up, raised his hand high, and shouted loudly at the people in the tavern.

"The sky is dead, and the yellow sky should stand; The year is in Jiazi, and the world is lucky! Roar~"

In the shocked eyes of the boss, all the people in the tavern stood up one after another, calling the same slogan together, thinking together and working together, what should they do? And what can they do?

As the earth-shattering roar in the tavern rang out, the entire street seemed to echo with this somewhat inexplicable word. Even the most careless people can find at this moment that with the earth-shattering sound of the trumpet, people with a finger-wide strip of yellow cloth tied to their heads, holding large swords, spears, axes, hooks and forks in their hands, gathered and marched towards the political center of Golden Gate City, the direction of Taishoufu! (To be continued.) )