"It smells of ancestral spirits, it's still alive, it's interesting" The one-eyed old man naturally wouldn't explain anything to us, and while saying this inexplicable sentence, he went downstairs, and his voice gradually became inaudible.

Is that why he helps us? Do we smell of ancestral spirits? God knows how the so-called ancestral spirit almost swallowed us.

However, the point should be that the sentence is still alive, Master and I don't want to think too much, in short, this situation really can't think about too long-term plans, we can only take one step at a time, so Master and I rushed directly into the room pointed by the old man, in that room, sure enough, there was a window facing the street, and this house happened to be on the edge of another street, Master and I saw an opportunity that no one paid attention to, so we jumped from the second floor without hesitation.

The second floor of the stilted building is still a little high, so jumping down and falling hurt me and the master, fortunately since I was a child, the body coordination is also good, and I did the protective action in time, except for the pain, there is nothing serious.

But Master and I couldn't care about the pain in our bodies, gritted our teeth and got up, didn't even dare to take a breath, and walked out of this street quickly with our heads bowed.

Luckily, our clothes were dirty, we couldn't see what we looked like, and our faces were dirty, and no one paid attention to us, and I found that my unintentional act was quite coincidentally right, because I saw out of the corner of my eye that there were really some people who had some of their faces and bodies after work, could it be that the people of this town are used to working in the morning?

I didn't bother to think about this, so I just walked with Master, and this short alley soon came to an end and came to the top of the main street.

There was a bustling crowd on the main street as before, and some people had automatically gathered on the main street before, but at this time, it was the patrol team that deliberately drove people down the street, and at this time, I noticed that the patrol team members were still holding weapons in their hands.

Although this weapon is not as good as the army's weapons, at least it has achieved a hot weapon for everyone.

Seriously, I don't know how much this thermal weapon can be used for cultivators, but the most timely suppression can definitely be done, plus will the people in this town really all be cultivators? The answer, of course, is no.

I was in the crowd with Master, and I pulled Master's sleeve, just because I was afraid that we would be separated by this dense crowd, and this time there were about 200 people, but there were thousands of people in the town, and the reason for the suppression was because ordinary people were afraid of hot weapons, and cultivators were afraid of ordinary people, right?

"Master, it's really arrogant, isn't there someone in charge of the town over there?" I whispered in Master's ear.

Master snorted at me, motioning me to look at the courtyard over there, this morning is no one, quiet and terrible, I think about it carefully, today seems to be the weekend and the porter also said, this town appeared suddenly, because of the lack of manpower, it is only the people from the big town next door to manage it, but the nearest next door is also a long distance.

If you think about it so closely, everything looks like a calculated conspiracy! No matter how arrogant Yang Sheng is, he doesn't dare to be 'born' and work against the state apparatus.

And before I retracted my eyes, I suddenly saw the patrol team pull out a person from the porter, that person was obviously still a little confused and frightened, wasn't it the enthusiastic porter before?

"Master, let's help him." It is said that it took thousands of times in the past life to repair the rubbing shoulders in this life, and it is also a kind of fate that we sat down with the porter to drink wine in the middle of the night. I'm not going to be a good person in such a critical situation.

Just think about it carefully, as Yang Sheng wants to make a secret operation that does not tell the truth, he must be careful to take precautions, and the result of this porter uncle will not be too good to think about.

As for me and Master being cultivators, I guess the old man who was guarding the mountain crossing would tell us that we could leave, right? It was as if he knew the operation was targeted. However, the porter is just an ordinary person with no background, and from ancient times to the present, it doesn't seem too strange that some people have disappeared.

That's how I moved my heart of compassion.

But how, exactly? I haven't planned it in my heart yet, and Master just nodded at my proposal, and his brows furrowed, presumably in his heart.

As time passed, more and more people were driven to the main street, and the so-called main street in this small town was not very spacious, but now it has almost gathered thousands of people in the town, and it is even more crowded.

This commotion, it was already more than 9 o'clock in the morning, the summer sun has always been very diligent, more than 9 o'clock has been hanging high in the sky, hot and spicy down, drying people's sweat, and steaming it out, emitting in the air, this street is full of a boring and suffocating atmosphere for a while, and full of complex very smell.

In such an atmosphere, it is easiest to be uncalm, and this environment has affected me, and I must silently recite the meditation mantra in my heart, although I am impulsive, I also know that I can stay calm at the critical moment, so as to seize the slightest opportunity to reverse my fate.

Unlike the noise of these people at the beginning, there were more and more people gathering on the street, and the town became quieter and quieter, except for the occasional sound similar to the 'buzzing' of bees, which was very low, and no one talked about anything, which made it inconvenient for me to talk to Master.

I kept an eye on my surroundings and found that being crowded in the crowd could hide myself, but in another way, it was no different from locking myself in a bucket, and I was well aware that in this case, I am afraid that only a chaotic situation could give me and Master the greatest situation.

In addition to this, I also noticed one thing sensitively, that is, the porter seemed to have received 'special' treatment, and was actually taken to an open-top truck that surrounded the town, and I saw him from a distance as if he was very afraid, and his body was trembling with fear.

I looked a little bored, lowered my head and took it to the car, isn't this a matter of adding fuel to the fire? But before I had time to think too much, I heard the shouting of the patrol squad, and I looked up to see that at the edge of the town, at the entrance of the alley into the mountain, there were at least three squads of people shouting and shouting in a row of people, as if they were driving cattle.

I knew at a glance that these people should have been driven out of the alley where we entered and descended the mountain, and when I looked closely, it turned out to be about ten old men, I didn't have time to count, but just took a general look, and the one-eyed old man who had shown me and Master the way before was among them.

Are these old men powerful? It's going to be driven away by three squads? And the people of these squads, I have already felt it, some may be normal cultivators, while others are obviously 'Yang Sheng' type zombies, the combat effectiveness is said to be not low, it can be regarded as 'solemn' treatment!

However, these old men didn't seem to be too scared, but stared at the people in the town, with a trace of worry in their eyes, this should be the so-called 'rat trap'? Not much different from my previous judgment, the ordinary people in the town 'suppressed' the cultivators to some extent.

This reminds me of one thing, I never saw the old man sitting in front of the stone statue carving smoking a dry cigarette at the entrance of the mountain, did he really not come down the mountain? The town is so indifferent to him?

But as he said, the matter of the stockade is none of our business, we don't know anything! What is going on in the town is something we can guess, and the only thing Master and I can do is to wait silently for the opportunity.

After the old man was driven into the crowd, the town seemed to be 'emptied', and the patrols began to disperse rapidly, as if under martial law, standing in two rows in front and back, suppressing the crowd and then driving the crowd to the edge of the street.

Originally, the streets were narrow, and when I rushed like this, the crowd between people was even more severe, and there was almost no gap between the flesh and the flesh, and the suffocation in the air became more and more dull, and my brain couldn't help but feel a little drowsy.

At this moment, the sound of the engine sounded, and the modified off-road vehicle began to slowly drive into the street, and there was a person standing in front of the off-road vehicle.

The off-road vehicle drove slowly through the street, and this person turned his head from time to time majestically, and I scolded in my heart: "Do you really think you are an officer of the army in uniform?" And a 'military parade'? "But it's just a thought, because since the appearance of the row of old people, the whole street has been completely quiet, and the silence of the people is terrible, and even the muffled bee 'buzzing' has disappeared.

The buggy finally stopped in the middle of the town's streets, and the man standing in the car suddenly stepped on his seat, stood taller, looked majestically back and forth, left and right, and then began to speak without any procrastination.

Without any transmission equipment, it was a normal speech, and his somewhat low bass voice echoed throughout the street.

"It's not the first time we've met, these days, presumably the people in the town are familiar with us, and this town is not simple! We were very interested and curious! However, no matter what, I am a principled person, and this principle is not to touch ordinary people. ”

This is enough to be high-sounding, what kind of medicine is sold in this man's gourd? I'm still guessing that the deep bass echoes through the town again.

"However, I am a person who talks about principles, but I put one thing above the principle, that is, the rules do not move ordinary people in principle, and the premise is to do things according to my rules."

Oh, naked threats!