Waterfront City.

Because of a certain honorable person, the number of people who traveled to and from the Southern Regions inside and outside the empire is innumerable. There are too many people, Yanhuang City can't accommodate it, and some other reasons are that some cities around the Yanhuang City area have become diversion places.

Outside the city, look at the sea.

Wanghaiju is a famous place in Linhai City, and in the last half a year, it is more crowded with people, and most of the time, it is as lively as the city.

And such a gathering has attracted a lot of cultivators, so much so that many cultivators even regard this place as a park-like place in someone's previous life, and they have to come and walk around every day, among them, there are many people who leave early and return late.

Looking at the sea, the waves are in the sky, splashing several feet high. Its momentum shook the ground and the momentum was compelling.

Many cultivators who had come here for the first time or who had not been here long ago stood in front of the railing of the wide corridor in disarray, looking at the tide in front of them or at their feet, silent. And more regular customers, three, three, two, two, seven, seven, eighty, eight or more, dozens of people gathered together to talk about three, four, five, six, seven, seven, eight.

What they talked about the most, of course, was the matter of Yanhuangcheng.

Someone's recent lecture and what happened after it are naturally something worth talking about.

And one of the tables is particularly eye-catching.

It was a large square table, which could seat dozens of people on all sides, but at this time, there was only an old man in his fifties or sixties, standing there, gesticulating as if there was no one around, foaming at the mouth and talking loudly, often talking about excitement, and stomping his feet, or slapping the table vigorously.

Far and near, there were many people gathered around him to listen to him.

Today, the old man is telling about "The Son of God vs. the Devil".

The story is about the time when His Excellency Fang Tian, the son of God, was seven years old and went out to travel. After passing through a small town, it turns out that the people who live in that town are not people, but all demons.

His Excellency the Son of God did not notice at first, and stayed in the hotel of the town, but in the middle of the night, His Excellency the Son of God, who was meditating, suddenly found that the inn was gradually disappearing. Transformed into a land of demons.

Countless demons poured out, and next, of course, His Excellency the Son of God fought against the demons, during which all kinds of means were displayed, and the thrill was doubled. His Excellency the Son of God was once a heroic warrior, and a magical mage at the same time. Another time. He became a temple priest again......

The old man spoke passionately, the audience could listen to the play, and there were many people who smashed the scene or cheered the scene.

When it was said that His Excellency the Son of God came out to travel when he was seven years old, someone shouted: "Old Sangtou, are you talking nonsense? Your Excellency the Son of God is very powerful, but he came out to travel at the age of seven. That's too early, isn't it?"

The old man who told the story glared: "Do you think that's you? Your Excellency the Son of God is not a mortal, not a mortal!"

Then the old man said as if patched: "How do you think "Journey to the West" came about? It is what His Excellency the Son of God has experienced in the past six or seven years. After the Son of God traveled to Redstone, he sorted it out and told it. ”

Many people in the audience sighed, and some looked like they had suddenly realized, as if they had become the truth party.

Someone else shouted unconvinced: "Hey, old man, you said that the son of God is also a warrior, a mage, and a priest, is it so complicated?

The old mulberry head looked at the questioner, with a look of "you are stupid", and before the questioner could get angry, the old mulberry head was quite skillful and coerced the public: "The son of God is a mage, everyone knows this, right? Your Excellency the son of God is also proficient in martial arts, and it is still a high-level, far beyond the ninth-level martial arts, no one objects to this, right?"

The fact is that there are people who oppose it, and there are quite a few, but Lao Sang Tou doesn't pay attention to it, and no one wants to be louder than him, overshadowing a qiē, "As for saying that His Excellency the Son of God is a priest, after this recent incident, do you have any objections?"

As soon as he said this, the audience was really dumbfounded, and no one objected.

Don't mention anything else, just the wild land behind Wanghaiju is still blooming, and this is by no means a mage's means.

It's not a mage's means, what kind of means is that, Lao Sang Tou has already pointed it out just now.

So looking at Lao Sang Tou again, many people looked in admiration, and even many people who wanted to oppose it just now were contemplative, the Son of God is not only a mage, but also a warrior, and a priest, could it be that this is the truth about the speed of His Excellency's promotion to God?

Looking at this old mulberry head again, he is quite energetic, but he is a little over-energetic, and he seems to be a little crazy, and besides, he is an old man in his fifties and sixties, and he is just a little warrior who is not in the stream.

So an unpredictable light flashed in someone's eyes, and he looked like he was going to tie up the old man and torture the truth when he found an opportunity.

Then, someone next to him said as if intentionally or unintentionally: "Admire it, when I first came to Wanghaiju, I heard this old man say this, and I admired it to death, but every day, this old man talks about it every day, and it is all the same thing, hey, it's greasy!"

Several people around heard this and were surprised, and most of them were newcomers: "Then you still come every day?"

The man looked embarrassed: "This old man is very interesting, much more interesting than the bards! ”

The crowd followed his gaze and looked over, and not far away at the edge of a railing, there was a troubadour, who looked like a wanderer, sitting there.

Someone next to him added: "Don't say it, this old mulberry head is really interesting, don't look at him telling almost the same story every day, but...... Hey, you know it even after listening to it for a few days, this old mulberry is quite good at tossing, the same story, and he is stunned to toss a lot of different things for him. ”

Then someone naturally asked, who is this old mulberry head? He knows so many things about His Excellency the Son of God, could it be that this old man has anything to do with His Excellency the Son of God?

This is probably an old topic, and I guess people ask it a lot.

A special wall demolition party sneered and said: "Sneer, he wants to have something to do with His Excellency the Son of God, but His Excellency the Son of God doesn't know who he is." You don't know, this old man often shouted for three days and two times to worship His Excellency the Son of God as a teacher, but he never saw him go to Yanhuang City. Probably he knew it himself, he was dreaming. ”

There are a lot of newcomers around, but there are more old customers.

There is also a test party, popularizing the life of this old mulberry head to the people around him, what was heroic when he was young, what offended the nobles without knowing the height of the sky, and was expelled from the door by his teacher, etc., and shook out the matter of this old mulberry head in a few words.

Everyone's comments, it stands to reason that the old mulberry head can hear it, in fact. These wall-splitting parties did not mean to avoid the old mulberry head at all, on the contrary, they were very loud, looking like they wanted to hear it.

The strange thing is that the old mulberry head didn't pay attention to this, and didn't even glance this way, completely unconscious.

Someone asked again, "This old man is stupid, isn't he?" Did he even hear it?"

"Who knows, I guess I heard. I guess I didn't hear it. Hey, it's not all the same thing, it's like that in this life, what's the difference if you don't hear it?" someone on the side said this, and after saying this, this person looked surprised. Shaking his head, he left Wanghaiju like this.

Many people around were also dissipated a lot of interest by his words, some left Wanghaiju with them, and some went to other places in Wanghaiju. Those who remained in the same place, but no one said anything for a while.

I don't know how long it took, but suddenly someone in the crowd said: "Look, the old mulberry head is going to close the stall!"

Sure enough, the story of the old mulberry came to an end, and His Excellency, the son of God, used all means to show his might, and finally eliminated all the demons in that town, "If you want to know what happened next, please listen to the next decomposition!"

The old man copied someone's words exactly, slapped the table hard, and spoke louder than he had had told the story before.

Someone shouted: "Hey, old mulberry, you say this every day, 'If you want to know what will happen next, please listen to the next breakdown!' But you talk about this time every day, so when will you talk about it next?"

As a result, some people laughed again: "Hey, what is the next time you really think of this crazy old man, just this story, I don't know how it came about!"

The old mulberry still ignored these things, turned his head, and walked away proudly.

Those who have left have left, and those who have left are still talking.

Some continued to talk about the old mulberry, some told the story that the old mulberry just told, and some turned the topic to the real Yanhuangcheng and a certain Excellency.

But he said that the old mulberry head who left Wanghaiju.

In a nearby place where there were fewer pedestrians, a person came from the side, bowed slightly to the old mulberry and said, "Mr. Sando, please wait a minute." ”

Maybe it was this bowing, maybe it was the familiar and unfamiliar name of "Sando", or maybe it was the title of "sir" that seemed to have been sealed for a long time, the old mulberry head, who had always ignored anyone, just stood still, and then turned around.

However, his gaze is still straight, a little stupid and stupid, in short, he doesn't look like a normal person.

It's just that those who are a little more careful can find that his whole body is trembling very slightly.

This trembling was discovered by the pedestrian who blocked the way.

Then the man pulled something out of his bosom, a blue token that was crystal clear and had a touch of mystery and depth.

The token only flickered, and it took about two or three breaths to take it back, and then this person said: "Mr. Sando, Your Excellency Pat, a disciple of Lord Fang Tian of Yanhuang City, invites you to go to Yanhuang City for a while. Lord Pat said he needs a follower, I wonder if you want to?"

Hearing this, the old mulberry was completely stunned.

The next moment, his straight gaze suddenly drooped down to the top of his feet, or to the depths of the dust, and the next moment the old man suddenly crouched down, holding his head in both hands, and began to cry out loud without any image.

This cry is about half a magic hour.

After crying, the old mulberry head stood up, bowed deeply to the person who was still standing quietly on the side, without any impatience, and then said: "Sando is rude, please lead the way!"

At this time, the old mulberry head looked calm and solemn, like the most devout believer standing in front of the statue or messenger.

How can there be the slightest bit of madness!(To be continued......)