In the middle of Nancheng City.

The streets are full of people, shoulder to shoulder, more than the people who rush to the market day once in January, mighty, thousands, they gather around the altar in the city, that is the center of the people's sacrifice in Nancheng, but whenever there is a major festival or a major disaster, the people will ask the most respected elders in the city to lead the people to pray to God together, to be blessed, it is rumored that those who can attain the Tao and ascend to heaven among the cultivators of the human realm will sit on one side of the heavens, get a shrine ranking, and bless the heirs. And among the few ascenders, they will be selected by the divine realm, sealed a god, perform the priesthood, and bless the earth.

At this time, in Nancheng, everyone wore colorful ribbons on their wrists.

On the altar, there are more than a dozen people dressed in particularly conspicuous colorful clothes, wearing the mask of the wind and rain master, accompanied by the music of drums and gongs, and dancing the traditional Nu dance rhythmically.

It is a traditional dance that prays for good weather and good weather, abundant harvests, and harmony in the four seasons, and must wear a mask of the gods, and are willing to "ask the gods to come up" to protect the world on behalf of the heavenly gods.

Putting on a mask is a god, and taking off a mask is a man.

The people in the audience, with colorful ribbons as the medium, imitated the god of wind and rain on the altar, and moved together.

Originally, the dance was an annual major program in Nancheng, which should be held in the early spring of the next year, but these days after the first ear of the market, that night's vision from the sky, outside the West Gate, the flood washed down the monster corpse pile in the people to make people panic, especially there are rumors that there are human corpses in the monster corpse pile, the people in the city are like exploding the pot, and they stay at home after dark.

So, the people organized themselves, and there was the scene just now.

The matter of the torrent monster should have been kept secret but not spread, but there were many people with mixed eyes, and the news spread far and wide, and now almost everyone in Nancheng knows about it. Most of the people in this Nancheng are the same as Liu Xing's grandmother, they fled from the place where the demon disaster in the north of Zeshui Country is the most serious, and they see Nancheng to see the beautiful mountains and rivers here, and there is one of the three major colleges of Zeshui Country, Tianqiong Academy, sitting aside, although there are demon beasts in the mountains, they never dare to invade the city, and there is no demon spirit in the demon clan that is so terrible, so they have settled here, but if there is a wind and grass about the demon beasts, they all prick up their ears, for fear that the demon disaster on the border will happen again.

Zeshui has an unwritten rule that no people in the city are allowed to talk excessively about monsters, so as to disturb people's minds, and the local government should appropriately stop it.

This time, there were a large number of people in Nancheng's dance sacrifice, and the city captain Gu Changshan had sent troops to garrison outside the crowd, but he could not force it to suppress it, so as not to cause public indignation.

I never thought that the city lord would reply to a secret letter, which only had four words on it:

"Immovable and Guarded"

Gu Changshan and the deputy general looked at each other, not understanding what the city lord meant, so they could only act as ordered and send additional troops around the altar.

At this time, the guards of the northern, western, and southern gates were less numerous than usual.

Outside the north gate, a middle-aged man dressed in yellow and with a sallow face walked over, encountered the officers and soldiers guarding the city to inquire about the customs clearance documents, took out the Zhuyin paper that had been prepared, and the road was unimpeded.

When I entered the city, I saw everyone dancing together, and I was not curious, so I found a wine shop and sat down, and asked for a good osmanthus brew, a plate of peanuts, and drank by myself.

The wine was drunk, so he pulled Xiao Er and asked the reason for the dance, and Xiao Er saw that the middle-aged man's accent was jerky and only said that he was a foreigner, so he pretended to be a few days ago, and learned a few days ago, the storyteller who was spitting here wanted to show off and exaggerate the vision of the Ximen Demon Beast, so he almost said that he killed a few people who did not die on the spot.

The middle-aged man with a sallow face pretended to be surprised, and when he heard that in the middle of the night, there was a red light that went straight to the sky, he changed color slightly, and asked again, the little two came to the heart, and said it all over the place, the middle-aged man thought a little in his heart, asked the direction of the Lin Mansion, and hurriedly sent him away.

The man didn't get the answer he wanted, he was still full of questions, thought about it for a while, shook his head, and said:

"Impossible, impossible...".

After a few cups, looking at the direction of the Lin Mansion, on his sallow face, his eyes were cloudy but as if he had seen through everything, his fingers tapped the wine glass, and in the noise of the drums, he said with only a voice that he heard:

"It's still the wine of this human race that is delicious, fragrant and sweet, and has an endless aftertaste, unlike our brewed sourness that is difficult to enter the throat, and it hasn't grown for many years. When the time comes, it would be nice to have only a few winemakers left in this Nancheng..."

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To the east of Nancheng, the East China Sea stretches as far as the eye can see.

A two-story ship slowly approached the dock, the decoration used on the ship was either gold or silver, even the mast was coated with a layer of gold paint, the cabin was inlaid with glass, the sun was colorful and shining, and the hull was forged with the finest red phosphorwood, which was extraordinary, but it was a little noble.

The porter on the dock has been mixing in the dock for a long time, and his eyes can be described as vicious, and he knows that it is a merchant boat when he looks at the strange ship from a distance, and the people in the rivers and lakes call it "nouveau riche".

I saw that on the bow of the boat, there were two people standing, one of them was bloated, pot-bellied, and the clothes he was wearing were all cut with fine silk, red and green, trimmed with gold wire, and wearing several golden jade fingers on his hand, and even two in a row on one finger.

This man looks like the boat, and it feels out of place.

And standing next to him was a tall woman with a black veil, no more than thirty years old, wearing a black dress and mopping the floor, her waist and jade legs were all translucent black gauze, barefoot against the ground, under the black veil, spring was shining. Just like half-ripe grapes, it would be a bit too much to describe them as full of flavor.

She is exquisite, the towering jade peak on her chest makes her bow her head, but she can't see her toes, such a figure and the just right plump lips and almond eyes, the stunner in the world is nothing more than that.

The pot-bellied man accompanied her all the way, and wanted to do it several times, but she turned him away, like a cold black swan, which made him feel horny for a long time.

At this moment, as the ship approached, the woman's voice was extremely lazy:

"Official, when you get to the shore, you will choose a good inn, I will follow you, people come and go on this boat, and the slave family is not willing to settle..."

When the man heard this, he grinned and showed a mouth full of gold teeth:

"Everything is according to the beauty, according to the beauty..."

As she spoke, one hand restlessly restlessly placed on her plump buttocks.

Just the moment the palm of his hand touched the black yarn, the man's face full of ** froze, his whole body was like ten thousand ants devouring bones, the pain was unspeakable, he pointed to the woman in front of him, wanted to speak, but his throat could only make a "grunt" sound, he pinched his throat hard, rolled all over the deck, and turned into a pool of blood in a few breaths.

The dozens of martial arts of the fivefold realm on the ship just reacted, and drew their swords one after another, just looking at the blood and water hesitating, some bold gritted their teeth forward, just took a few steps, more than a dozen small colored snakes drilled out of the seven holes, crawled all over the body in an instant, drilled into the skin, surging under the skin, they were terrified, wanted to scream desperately, and as soon as they opened their mouths, they were drilled into the mouth by the little snake...

The rest of them were terrified and wanted to jump into the sea to escape, but before they could take a few steps, they ended up like the previous ones!

After a few breaths, under the skin of Hu Cong, the appearance of the small colored snake has been constantly changed, until it has completely become another strange person, the face is not frightened, but the eyes are empty, as if there is no wisdom, with the slow landing of the hull, the changed appearance of Hu Cong's eyes gradually have the brilliance of a person.

Under the invisible veil of others, the woman whistled with leaves, blowing extremely small, rhythmic syllables, those "Hu Cong" heard the sound and moved, no different from ordinary people, one of them was much taller than others, the bearing between the eyebrows and eyes was different from others, some of them were above one person, and the feeling of ten thousand people, he stood behind the woman, one step away, and his eyes did not dare to stay at his graceful back, but stared at a certain place in Nancheng.

The woman's voice was diametrically opposed to the lazy coquettishness just now, and became decisive and cold:

"Python Saint, don't act rashly after entering the city, everything is waiting for my orders. ”

The man nodded and bent over, respectfully:

"The subordinates obey the will of the Great Elder. ”

The woman stood on the bow of the boat, her eyes repeatedly scanning the three conspicuous main streets of Nancheng, and muttered:

"Lian Zhen, Ziwei, Wuqu, interesting and interesting..."

The change of faces of the people on the ship happened between the lightning and flint, and the ship was already large, and the porter on the dock did not notice that there was something wrong with the ship.

When the boat was stable, I saw the stunner woman walking down and followed by thirty or forty people, the sea breeze was blowing, and the body was fragrant.

The woman under the black veil was expressionless, a pair of seductive eyes were always looking ahead, and the porters who came forward with her refused one by one.

In the direction of the wharf entering the city, there are officers and soldiers guarding the city who inspect the customs clearance documents of the people entering the city, and the woman's party has complete documents, so naturally there are too many to stop it, but when she sees the woman's hot body, she can't take her eyes off it. Before entering the city, there were special searches among the officers and soldiers, and at this time the soldiers looked at him with some envy at the woman's hands, this person was also happy, and even a little smiled, wanting to ask whether the woman had found a place to stay in the city, and if not, he could find an excellent inn in the city by virtue of his connections.

The woman stretched out her white jade hand and patted the chest of the officer and soldier, and the latter suddenly became soft, and saw that her beautiful eyes were flowing under the veil, and she was very charming, and said:

"Don't bother the general, the little woman already knows the old people in the city to take care of everything. ”

After that, he walked straight into Nancheng, and the soldiers stared at the woman's back, imagining.

The man who was called the python saint who followed the woman held back a glance at the officers and soldiers, and a sense of disgust appeared in his eyes, and the moment he saw the woman's jade hand out of his sleeve, his eyes were full of mockery, and the corners of his mouth were imperceptibly hooked up a little sneer.