The shopkeeper looked at Yan Ziyue, lowered his head, sighed and said, "Okay, young master, I..., young master, come with me", said and turned out of the counter and walked out of the door.

When Split Sky and Thunder Cloud saw it, they followed.

The shopkeeper glanced back, stopped, hesitated, and looked embarrassed.

"Neither of you is allowed to come with you, and if you don't listen, don't follow me in the future."

Thundercloud stopped, and the pestle stayed in place.

Splitting Heaven didn't mean to stop, Yan Ziyue glared at him and said, "Splitting Heaven, didn't you hear my words?"

Only then did Split Sky stand still, look at Yan Ziyue and say, "Be careful."

"Hmm...", Yan Ziyue nodded, looked at the shopkeeper, and signaled that he could go.

The shopkeeper let out a long breath and stepped forward.

After a while, the shopkeeper received the semicolon of Tongbao Qianzhuang from Yan Ziyue, patted the door panel with a code word, and the door opened, and it was the director of the Tongbao Qianzhuang branch who opened the door.

The principal looked at Yan Ziyue in surprise, and lowered his head with some guilt.

Yan Ziyue's surprise was not weaker than that of the main matter, although she had thought that the Hades Temple was so hidden and existed for a long time, and that there were people in the Wuji Gate who were from the Hades Temple, but she was still shocked after she really knew it, especially the status of this dual identity person in the Wuji Gate was not low.

After Yan Ziyue entered the door, the principal saluted: "Young master."

Shopkeeper Nie said a few words to the original director, and the original director nodded and agreed.

Yan Ziyue glanced at the principal and asked, "Are you from the Hades Temple?"

"Young master, it's a long story, let's talk as we go", the principal took Yan Ziyue and the shopkeeper, went inside, opened the secret door, and went down into an underground corridor.

The chief walked beside Yan Ziyue with a lamp, and the shopkeeper followed closely.

"Young master, the shopkeeper and I were from the Hades Temple from the beginning, and we only entered the Wuji Gate ten years ago, but we swear to heaven that we have not done anything that violates the rules of the door", the original master said.

"I believe", Yan Ziyue has actually thought about it, not that she can't accept them.

"Young master, the shopkeeper and I don't have a high status in the Hades Temple, we are just envoys of the Hades."

"So where are we going?" Yan Ziyue asked.

"Young master, we can't do what Shopkeeper Nie said, but the god of the underworld should be able to do it."

Yan Ziyue paused, glanced at the original principal, and continued to move forward.

After walking for a while, there was a wide hall out of the Yongdao, Yan Ziyue looked around, the hall was surrounded by doors on three sides, I believe that behind each door is a Yongdao, leading to the ground, I can't help but sigh, there is such a complex passage under the city of Xilong, it is really very rare, it is not a matter of one or two years, it is estimated that it will be more than ten years, decades, or even hundreds of years.

The original principal, walked to the middle of the temple, pulled down the mechanism, lowered the crystal lanterns on both sides, lit the lamps and rose, and after a while, a black shadow flashed and sat on the throne of the temple.

The black shadow was wearing a silver mask, the costume was the one Yan Ziyue had seen before, the pattern of the underworld temple on his left chest, and the eagle's head on his shoulders, with a wave of his hand, the lights in the entire hall were all lit up, shining like day.

The shopkeeper Nie and the original director stepped forward, knelt on one knee, and saluted: "Subordinates see the god of the underworld."

"Get up," the dark shadow's voice was eerie.

The original director and the shopkeeper Nie got up, and the original director glanced at Yan Ziyue, stepped forward and introduced: "Hades God, this one is the master of Wuji Gate."

When the god heard this, he got up from his seat, walked to Yan Ziyue, and stood still in front of her.

"Lord of the Moon Gate, be polite", the god of the underworld bowed his head, bent his right hand on his left chest, and the palm of his hand just pressed the pattern of the underworld.

Yan Ziyue smiled slightly and said, "The god of the underworld is polite."

The god of the underworld stood up and looked at Yan Ziyue and said, "I don't know if the Lord of the Moon Gate came in person, what's the matter?"

Yan Ziyue was also unambiguous, and directly said her needs.

After hearing this, the god of the underworld thought for a while and said: "Lord of the Moon Gate, our Royal Highness the Hades King gave you the Hades Order, everyone in the rivers and lakes knows it, and all the rudders of our Hades Temple have also passed on the order. Today, the Lord of the Moon Gate came to the door in person, and this should have been done with all his might, but the time was too hasty, and the three thousand were really difficult. However, since the Lord of the Moon Gate has opened his mouth, two thousand Kong Ming lanterns and two thousand small wine bags will definitely be sent outside the West City tomorrow."

When Yan Ziyue heard this, she said happily: "Okay... In this way, there is a god of labor."

"It's easy to say", the god of the underworld nodded, turned to the shopkeeper Nie and said: "Nie Envoy, you send the Lord of the Moon Gate back, the original envoy of the underworld, stay."

Shopkeeper Nie took a step forward and led Yan Ziyue away, this time not the original way, but another, straight to Xihuale.

After Yan Ziyue left, the god of the underworld came to the temple, raised the mechanism, pressed it with one hand, and several regular chirps of night owls came out. A moment later, the doors of the temple were opened, and in an instant hundreds of people appeared in the hall, kneeling on one knee and saluting.

After Yan Ziyue returned to Xihuale, Split Sky and Thunder Cloud Ting came up.

"Why haven't you slept yet"? Yan Ziyue was somewhat relieved because of the help of the Hades Temple.

"You didn't come back, I'm worried", Split Sky took the first step, Lei Yunting glanced at Split Sky and looked at Yan Ziyue, his eyes signaled.

Yan Ziyue turned to the shopkeeper Nie and said, "Then you can help the shopkeeper Nie prepare the spirits and jerky and send them outside Xicheng before the time."

"Okay...", Lei Yunting responded and followed the shopkeeper Nie.

Split Sky looked at Yan Ziyue and said, "Your face is not good, go back to sleep."

"yes, I see".

The temple of the West Dragon City divided the rudder, and after the god of the underworld explained the task, he wrote a letter and used the eagle to send the rudder.

At night, it was dark, but the lights were lit up in Xilong City, and almost every household in Xilong City was rushing to make Kong Ming lanterns and small wine bags overnight. In the backyard, bags of salt are scattered, mixed with red grains, and then packed into relatively light bags, dozens of pounds of various jerky are gathered together and cut into small pieces for later use.

In the mountains and forests, because of the fire, everyone can feel a little warmer.

Nangong pardoned for the hunger of the soldiers, so he let them rest early and keep vigil alone.

In the middle of the night, it was too quiet, and Nangong Yu could clearly hear the soldiers being so hungry that they couldn't sleep, the sound of tossing and turning, and the gurgling sound from time to time, and it was not a taste in his heart.

The night was too long, the sky was not bright, many soldiers were really hungry and frozen, so they got up, and saw Nangong Yu standing outside, his body was already stained with a layer of frost, and he knew at a glance that he had not slept all night, and he was moved and encouraged, and he was able to beat his spirit.

Nangong Yu looked at these soldiers in front of him, the border was already bitter cold, and now he suffered these sins with him, without any complaints, he couldn't help but be grateful.

Around midnight, Xihuale was already ready and loaded and sent to Xicheng.

Outside the West City, it was already lively at this time. A dozen carts were stacked on top of them with folded Kong Ming lanterns and small wine bags.

Yan Ziyue stepped forward to take a look, I have to say that people's creativity is really unlimited, Kong Ming lanterns are far better than they imagined, especially the Kong Ming lanterns sent by the Hades Temple, the texture is good, the design is coupled with the bottom support, it is stable and light, and the small wine bag is also, the inner layer is oiled paper, and the outer layer is pressed by wear-resistant linen yarn, which is very lightweight, and it has been loaded with spirits, and the wax is sealed, and the water does not leak.

The original director walked in to Yan Ziyue, whispered a few words and left first.

Yan Ziyue put down the small wine bag in her hand, and suddenly had some respect for the people of the Hades Temple, because of their meticulous seriousness, but also because of their persistent and innovative ability.

The people of the Akabane tribe have already begun to act, and their shoulders, waists, and hands are already full.

Chi Mei saw too many things and not enough people, so he transferred a disciple from Xilongtang, who had good skills, and personally led it, and began to pick up things.

Everyone was not idle, even Yan Ziyue was wrapped around her waist, and went to the direction of the mountains and forests.

Thanks to some young and strong people who have kung fu in their bodies, it is really physically exhausting to walk the mountain road with weights, and the speed is still fast, after walking for an hour, some people begin to feel that their physical strength is not enough.

Yan Ziyue looked at the sky, and did not let everyone stop to rest, but slowed down, and finally arrived at the Red Feather Clan at two o'clock.

Nangong Xun has been standing in front of the village as soon as dawn, and when he saw Yan Ziyue and others, he rushed over, took the things on Yan Ziyue's body, and nodded and smiled at each other.

Nangong Xun and Chi Mei arranged for everyone to unload the weight on their bodies and classify and place everything in a centralized manner.

Tui and Sang Yu walked over, and when they saw Kong Mingdeng, they guessed what Yan Ziyue was going to do, nodded and laughed.

Hongwu also came over and asked, "What is this for?"

Tui explained to Hongwu, and asked the clansmen to quickly light the fire, ready to light the lantern at any time.

Yan Ziyue greeted Tui and Sang Yu and asked, "Two witch spirits, the south wind is coming soon"?

After the two glanced at each other, he said, "Look at it like this, it will turn south in less than half an hour."

"Okay", Yan Ziyue turned around and walked towards Nangong Xun and Chimei, and arranged for people to start acting, spreading out three thousand Kong Ming lanterns, putting a small wine bag and a piece of dried meat in each Kong Ming lantern, placing it in a balanced manner, just waiting for the south wind to rise.

In the mountains and forests, Nangong Yu did not let everyone move forward rashly, but left everyone to wait in place, and flew up to the treetops himself, trying to expand the range to seek food.

Towards noon, the wind turned sharply, and the northwest wind turned to the south, and the wind was not weak.

Nangong Yu finally picked some wild mountain mushrooms and returned to the camp, and after checking them to the military doctor, after confirming that they were non-toxic, they distributed them to the soldiers to eat, leaving only a few for Yan Fengyi and Fang Gu, and he didn't eat any of them.

The Red Feather Clan, Tui and Sang Yu did not let the lights be put on immediately, but waited for a while, and only after the south wind stabilized did they signal that Yan Ziyue could put the lights.

When they had received the letter, they began to light the fires and set the lamps, and the first round put five hundred, the second another thousand, the third another thousand, the fourth five hundred, and the three thousand.

Watching the Kong Ming lanterns drifting away one by one, with Yan Ziyue's thoughts and worries, so when the second round of lights was released, he held a red pen in his hand, drew a red crescent moon on the lamp, and released it himself, looking forward to Nangong Yu being able to see it, hoping that these Kong Ming lanterns could float in front of Nangong Yu with the wind, and then give himself a response and tell himself that he was fine.

Yan Ziyue stood against the wind, facing the mountains and forests, her thin back, stubborn and brave, the wind swept up her dark hair and the corners of her clothes, her side face was exquisite, she was so beautiful that she couldn't take her eyes off it, and she was so beautiful that she was intoxicated.