Heaven and earth have yin and yang, competing and interacting. If Yang Qi wins, everything will be fine, and if Yin Qi wins, evil spirits, ghosts, poisonous moons, and plagues will gradually rampant with the heat.

In May, cicadas chirp and the evil moon comes.

Xiling City is built across the river, in the evil month of each year, the temperature is extremely high and rainy, and sometimes there is a cold wave, so every May, Xiling people do not marry, do not build houses, do not move, do not build ships.

Matchmakers, bricklayers, laborers and shipyard craftsmen take a big break in May every year, and they will take a full month off work to avoid the bad month.

Because they don't build ships and repair ships, most of the port and shore laborers have no men and wander the streets.

In the west of Xiling City, there is such a mixed place, every year in May, there are as many idlers on the street as cicadas on the trees.

The idlers had nothing to do, so they gathered around the shade of the trees to gamble and boast, because the centuries-long peace in Xiling made the price of food cheap, and even the laziest men could eat for a year with a month's salary.

The evil moon has affected many industries in Xiling, but the Xingchen Pavilion is still open and closed as usual.

Although he has been working for half a year, Hua Ji, the shopkeeper, still doesn't know what he does in this pavilion, and every day he lets a few martial artists enter the room to practice, and then leaves.

Hua Ji also picked up Xingzi out of curiosity and took a closer look, but apart from the more complex texture, he didn't find anything strange.

Over time, Hua Ji speculated that maybe Xingchen Pavilion was just a place for Tang Luo to do good deeds.

After all, running the exercises for thirty-six weeks can allow a mortal realm martial artist to get ten gold coins, in a poor place like the west of the city, where to find such a good job.

In addition, Tang Luo set a rule in the Xingchen Pavilion that the same person was only allowed to enter the cultivation room once in three days, which made Hua Ji even more convinced that the owner did not want to make money from the Xingchen Pavilion at all, but just to do good.

"The owner is really the first good man in Xiling. Hanayoshi often admired in his heart.

It's just that today's pavilion is particularly strange, in the past, there was only a maximum of three hours of cultivation time, but today there is a room that has not ended in the evening.

Hua Ji, who was about to check, heard the chaotic shouting outside the pavilion, and could vaguely hear the words "Xingchen Pavilion".

"Here's what's going on. Hua Ji was puzzled, and casually beckoned a little guy and said, "You go to the Dijie room to see why this person hasn't finished cultivating yet." ”

After explaining to the little guy, Hua Ji opened the door of the Star Pavilion, and the scene in front of him surprised him.

In front of the door of the Xingchen Pavilion, there were actually hundreds of poorly dressed people, their eyes glaring angrily, and their mouths shouting like thunder.

"Hand over the murderer and fight for your life!"

"Actually use human life to sacrifice such a vicious evil weapon, get out of the west of the city!"

"Kill for your life, get out of the west of the city!"

Suddenly, Hua Ji panicked, he didn't understand why these people gathered in front of the pavilion.

The two little guys who followed were already scared and sat on the ground, and Hua Ji also held on and did not fall, but his mind was already blank.

And the angry people saw that his face was pale, and he was even more courageous, and he forced the tower of the Star Pavilion step by step, like a group of evil ghosts, about to choose people to devour.

A black figure appeared at the junction of the platform and the steps, facing the crowd, bursting into the sky.

"One step ahead, no forgiveness!" Ying Hongyuan, who was heavily armored, had a cold face, and the silver light of the long knife in his hand flashed, stopping the people who were originally about to be forced onto the platform.

The Mortal Realm monk with full armor was too powerful for the group of villagers and idlers who had gathered together because of their anger at the foot of the steps.

They were afraid of Ying Hongyuan's force and stopped, but the anger and humiliation in their eyes were even greater.

A middle-aged man in a cyan linen robe stepped out of the crowd, pointed at Ying Hongyuan and said, "Whether you cultivate high or not, you can reverse black and white, regardless of right and wrong." He Xingchen Pavilion practiced magic weapons with human life, do you still want to do it for the tiger? ”

As he spoke, the middle-aged man also burst out with an aura that was not weaker than Ying Hongyuan, confronting him.

The newly lost courage of the crowd at the foot of the stairs erupted again after the middle-aged man appeared, and this time, it was even more crazy and hysterical.

"He's with them, kill him, kill him!"

"Kill him and burn this cave!"

People shouted like madness, with madness in their eyes, as if they wanted to vent all the cowardice they had just had.

Ying Hongyuan let out a long laugh, raised the long knife, pointed at the throat of the middle-aged man, and said calmly: "Just come and kill!"

A warrior without armor and blades and a group of weak villagers and idlers, such a combination is really not in the eyes of him, the elite of the martial arts.

The middle-aged man in the green shirt had a cold gaze, and he took a step closer to the blade, and the big battle was about to break out.

No, it must not be fought like this. Hua Ji woke up from the chaotic state, watched Ying Hongyuan confront everyone, and the alarm bell sounded in his heart.

"Everyone, be quiet, be quiet, listen to me!" The hoarse cry attracted the attention of everyone, and he came to Ying Hongyuan's side in a few steps, facing the people in front of the pavilion.

The young shopkeeper's face was full of sincerity, and he raised his hands high, trying to calm everyone's emotions.

Although Dao didn't know what was going on until now, there was always a voice in his heart telling him that he was the shopkeeper of the Star Pavilion, and he had to come out to solve this matter, instead of standing behind Ying Hongyuan and watching him fight with these people.

A small window on the top floor of the Star Pavilion had already quietly opened, and it was Tang Luo leaning on the edge of the bed, calmly watching the development of the situation.

From the sudden outbreak of noise just now, he had already observed, looking at the excited appearance of those villagers, and said the words "sacrificial magic weapons", if he couldn't see that someone wanted to do his Xingchen Pavilion, it would be too much to say.

If Hua Ji didn't stand up just now, and was still frightened in place, Tang Luo would have planned to deal with it directly, because Ying Hongyuan is a martial artist, he will not care about right and wrong, his duty is to keep the pavilion peaceful, and if there is an enemy who comes to attack, kill them all.

But in this way, there is no doubt that he will sit on the notoriety of Xingchen Pavilion and enter the trap of the other party one by one.

If the reputation of the Star Pavilion was really bad, causing this foundation of enlightenment to be ruined, then Tang Luo would really go crazy with anger.

Hanagi was able to stand up one step ahead of him, and he lived up to the expectations of him.

"So-so. Tang Luo thought to himself, it depends on how far he can handle things.

After all, if the other party can pull out such a battle, it must be very well prepared, even if it is himself, he can only see the move.

Hua Ji's appearance successfully attracted everyone's attention to him, after all, facing a peak of transformation and facing a young shopkeeper, the difficulty difference is that you can think with your toes.

"Folks, I am the shopkeeper of the Star Pavilion, I don't know what happened to make you so angry, can you tell me!"

But everyone didn't buy it, but instead saw him as a breakthrough.

"You black-hearted boy, you don't want to die. ”

"Serve the tiger, and you will be punished. ”

On this scorching hot evening, no one could patiently explain the cause and effect to an "executioner", but there was a lot of insults.

It was still the middle-aged man in the green shirt, he raised his hand to calm everyone's emotions, and said with mockery: "What kind of vicious things did you Xingchen Pavilion do, don't you know what you are the shopkeeper, and what else do you need us to explain." ”

Hua Ji heard the insult from the middle-aged man, and retorted: "Of course the shopkeeper knows what kind of good place Xingchen Pavilion is, but you must have some empirical evidence, if it is just slander out of thin air, then today next year will be your death day!"

Although Hua Ji was born as a servant, he also understood the truth that the Tang clan was arrogant and insulting, and in the face of such slander, the toughness of the clan was vividly reflected in him.

The young shopkeeper looked directly into the eyes of the middle-aged man in the green shirt and did not give an inch.

Ying Hongyuan smiled bloodthirstily and carried the long knife on his shoulder.