Fuyou looked at me and Beilin a little uneasy, after all, now that Beilin's body has not recovered, if he goes to find the three-faced demon king alone, he is afraid that he will not have much chance of winning.

But Ming Beilin didn't bother to explain, waved his sleeves at the float, and motioned for the float to leave.

Floating You didn't dare to disobey the meaning of the Beilin, so he could only obediently drive the carriage back home.

He took me by the hand and walked to the market, pretending to be the same as before, and walked around the shops.

However, today, the shopkeepers of these shops have no intention of taking care of the guests, but are concerned about lighting incense and candles at the door, and also making offerings to the three-faced demon king.

I was standing in a rouge shop with the underworld, and the shopkeeper didn't even look at us.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! ”

I and I were bored in the shop for about a stick of incense, and finally the sound of a gong was heard in the street outside.

The shopkeeper's body shuddered suddenly, and he pounced like a moth, and knelt at the door of the shop.

"Why don't you come and kneel?" Seeing that I and Beilin were not moving, the shopkeeper immediately quietly turned his head to the side, beckoned to the two of us, and urged us.

Looking at his reaction, it was the same as Du Xiaowei, no, to be precise, the entire people in Nanling were domesticated by the three-sided demon king.

He didn't kneel, he just stood indifferently.

The shopkeeper immediately cried with a sad face: "Eh, if you don't kneel, don't stay in my shop, if you are seen by the divine messenger for a while, it will affect me." ”

As soon as the shopkeeper's words fell, I heard the sound of horses' hooves outside.

Immediately after that, the shopkeeper immediately lowered his head and knelt down obediently.

Mingbeilin and I hid sideways behind the door and watched, and the first thing that caught our eyes was a "man" in a black robe, riding on a horse, and behind him, there were twenty or thirty people dressed like him, all of them in black robes, with their heads bowed, riding horses like wandering spirits, swaggering through the market here.

But the people here regard them as gods, and they all bow their heads and kneel "in order", shouting: "God! God! God! ”

The voice was deafening, and when he looked at these oracles, a flash of light flashed in his eyes, and he directly pulled me out of the rouge shop and secretly followed this group of oracles.

We knew where they were going, so when they circled around the market and showed off their might, we had already arrived at the entrance of the alley in front of Du Xiaowei's house, waiting.

"Husband, what are we?" I put my feet on my feet and looked into the distance, listening to the sound of the gong, slowly approaching, and I felt that I was standing here with the North Lin, and it was too conspicuous.

He made a boo gesture at me, then reached out, grabbed my waist, and flew up the wall of the alley.

After the group of divine envoys approached, Beilin stared at these "people" condescendingly.

I thought that the Stygian Lynn would definitely not do it here, so as not to startle the snake.

But when the shadows of the last two divine envoys were about to disappear into the alley, he suddenly jumped down.

There was a slight "poof" sound, and I saw two round things fall to the ground, and by the beam of the lantern, I saw that what fell was actually a fist-sized bird's head?

No, it's not a bird, is it? Because there is no feather on the head.

"Come down." I jumped down without hesitation, and I hugged me tightly, and then draped his black robe over me.

Throwing the mangled corpses into the walls of the alley, I saw these two bare heads, but with the body of a bird as black and majestic as an eagle.

"What is this?" I saw that Ming Beilin had already disposed of the corpse, and I couldn't help but ask curiously.

"Vultures." With that, he lifted me onto my horse, and we followed the group.

It turns out that the oracle is a vulture?

Could the three-faced demon king also be a big vulture? But vultures don't have three heads, do they?

Just as I was thinking, I raised my hand and gently pulled the reins of my horse, and the horse in front of me suddenly stopped.

When I came back to my senses, I found that the oracles in front of me had stopped their horses.

Immediately after, I heard Du Xiaowei's wail.

To be precise, it was the wailing of the native figures.

"Let go of me, let go of me!"

The native howled and tried to break free, but the leading oracle picked her up like a chicken and threw her on horseback.

"Xiaowei! Xiaowei! ”

Inside the room, a hoarse man's voice came out.

Du Xiaowei's mother should have been unable to speak, so his father shouted, tried his best, and crawled out of the house.

Looking at him lying on the ground and embarrassed, I couldn't help but frown.

I knew it earlier, I should have informed him, but if I had said it in advance, I was afraid that the scene of the separation of father and daughter would not be so "realistic".

The divine envoy didn't pay any attention to Du Xiaowei's father, jumped directly on the horse, and then all the horses ran towards the alley.

What was left behind was only the desperate shouts of Du Xiaowei's father.

Out of this alley, the divine envoys circled around the wind again, and the sound of the gong could be described as a clanging resounding throughout the wind and rain.

I think the reason why they made such a noise and such a battle was to shock people's hearts.

Let everyone know that you can't resist.

I sat on horseback and watched the prostrate people with slightly heavy eyes.

They have no ability to resist the demon king, and they have been oppressed for so many years, and they are really pitiful.

"Dada, dada!"

Out of the main street of Fenglinyun, the horses suddenly galloped.

We've been here for so long, and I haven't been out of Fenglinyun yet, and now, they're going to Fucheng in the west, right?

Before, I heard from Rat Gui that the temple of the three-faced demon king was built there.

"For a moment, follow me and don't act rashly, you know?" Beilin lowered his voice and told me again.

I nodded immediately, this Fenglinyun is not far from Fucheng, it is only an hour's journey, but along the way, the local people are like desperate shouts, and my heart is anxious when I hear it.

And the leading oracle seemed to be surprised by this situation, and did not take action to "teach" the native statue.

The divine envoys who followed behind him also made a very sharp "chirp" sound from their mouths.

The voice was sharp and short, sounding like a laugh.

I think it's extremely harsh, but fortunately, after a long period of patience, I finally arrived at Fuchengkou.

At the gate of Fucheng, there are also two black-robed "people".

In order to hide from others, they all wrapped themselves tightly, so they also made it convenient for us, and no god made us discover our abnormality, so we directly and smoothly mixed into it.

And the moment the main entrance of Fucheng opened, my eyes widened, my lips were slightly open, and I couldn't say a word in shock.