The prosperity of Yushan is far more than that of Nantang ten times.

The most intuitive manifestation is that there are a lot of snack vendors, these vendors with smiles on their faces, shouting and soliciting customers, rely on the local prosperity, people have a lot of spare money in their pockets, they can be in the morning and afternoon, by studying out snacks to catch gluttonous insects, earn a lot of treasure money.

These snack vendors, working hard, can not only mix a food and clothing, but also have a monthly surplus.

Overflowing exuberance.

Let the people in a good place in Zhuxia, as long as they are willing to sweat, they can always have a harvest.

Wu mourning is passing through this purple pine road, not big, not small, lively and noisy, is one of the famous local snack streets, to the left is to connect all kinds of offices in Yushan, all the way to the end can go directly to Yushan City God Temple.

"Charcoal-grilled pepper cakes, freshly baked charcoal grilled pepper cakes, come and go."

"Stir-fried snails, no sand and no disease, delicious!"

"Fish noodles, fish noodles, spicy red oil fish noodles."

"Sell~~ meat dumplings!"

"Mille-feuille finger cakes, soft and glutinous and sweet, each layer is thinner than paper, I don't believe I sell one and tear it open."

Finger cakes?

Reminded of the memories of his past life by familiar words, Wu Mourning stopped for a moment, and was immediately spotted by sharp-eyed hawkers, who waved at Wu Mourning to show off their signature snacks with their reaction ability comparable to that of first-class martial artists.

They are all food vendors on the same street, and it is inevitable that they will roll some, after all, at noon, the gluttonous insects that are aroused will be a small meal, and they will wait for dinner on the stomach, and they will not eat too much.

Wu Mourning locked up a simple man who was making cakes and took care of his business today.

"Give me a cake, add eggs, green onions, meat cubes and lettuce, add more meat cubes and don't add spicy."

"Okay, guest officer, wait a minute, I'll be on right away."

This finger cake looks really good, and the signboard is also very fashionable with a photo photo, so that people can know what the color of the baked cake is at a glance.

They don't dare to say that the packaging pictures are for reference only.

Otherwise, two grumpy customers from the nearby martial arts hall will smash the stall when they see that your picture is not right.

"Stallholder, do you often set up a stall on this street?" Wu Mourning's nose moved, compared to the finger cakes in his previous life, the fragrance seemed to be lighter, but it was stronger.

"Ouch, guest officer, just call me Lao Huang, how can you afford to be called a stall owner." Lao Huang in the pancake smiled enthusiastically. "I, I do often set up a stall in Yusong, the location here is good, and there are many customers."

"Lao Huang, I heard that the city god here is very spiritual, and I want to go to pray for a smooth future. You are setting up a stall here, have you heard of which pillar of incense is burned, it is really spiritual? Wu Mourning touched a grain of minced meat and chewed it in his mouth.

It is pork with a particularly fragrant meat taste.

"Guest officer, you want to ask this, but you are asking the right person, let me tell you......"

When it comes to Chenghuang, Lao Huang's chatterbox is completely opened, his hands are constantly turning cakes, and his mouth is as gushing as Zhuxia's Wuhou-style machine gun.

Yushan City God, is the inspection of the Simin City God.

Dedicated is a civil official who died for the people to pray for rain, called Zuo You, so the locals in Yushan are used to calling him Zuo Lao. This old man Zuo incense continues, and it is said that he has appeared several times after the temple was established, but there has never been such a time as a month ago, when the civil and military judgments of the City God Temple came down from the divine throne to appear so holy.

Lao Huang happened to be selling cakes at the City God Temple at that time.

Seeing that there was a sudden strong wind in the temple, and the panic and noise continued, he saw a black-faced and white-faced figure floating out of it, and he was so frightened that he couldn't even hold the bread and threw it on the ground.

The cake happened to be swept by the black-faced figure.

When the wind stopped, the frightened Lao Huang went to pick up the cake, but found that the cake was rotten and moldy.

Later, Lao Huang learned that the black-faced was a military judge, and the white-faced was a literary judge, and someone angered the judge, so Master Zuo let them out, punished the person, blocked his nose, ears, and mouth, and became a demented, deaf and dumb fool. At that time, the crowd of people present was so excited that they beat the group of fools to death.

Lao Huang's eyebrows fluttered, as if he regretted not being able to participate at that time.

This is about having a head and an eye, but coughing when excited.

After Wu Mourning heard what happened in the City God Temple at that time, he was speechless for a while, took his cake and left the stall in Lao Huang's enthusiastic farewell. After a few steps, he let go of his clenched fist and looked down in an imperceptible sigh.

'No wonder he is yin. ’

'Gang beating ...... dead'

'What a manifestation. ’

The five senses are condensed, the divine will is focused, and looking at the city god from afar in the field of vision of Wu Mourning, he can see the yin qi full of ominous ice rising under the sun, and finally being dissolved and scattered by the sun.

What made Wu Mourn feel the chill down his spine the most was that he saw something very straightforward in the yin qi.

Person!

The taste of people, the unwillingness of people, the resentment of people, the hatred of people, the fear of people, the squirming and twisting limbs, the deformed facial features, these things that belong to people are peeled and peeled out along with the vitality and yang energy.

The pain and despair of people make the originally magnificent City God Temple look extremely gloomy, but the door of the temple is open and full of pilgrims.

Doesn't anyone care about this?

Wu Mourning has already walked to many Taoist temples in the afternoon, and the real Arhats who have the ability have not seen them, and there are many people who are swaggering and deceiving. Unexpectedly, this City God Temple gave him an unexpected surprise.

The plan to visit the Temple was scrapped.

Wu Mourning turned around and left the place very decisively.

If you compare Yushan to a game map, the Huifeng Martial Arts Hall is a temporary safe point, and this City God Temple is a copy, whether you have the ability to farm a copy to earn robbery seeds, it all depends on Wu Mourning's ability.

The strength of those Dao Yin Qi is different.

There are quite a few of them.

Assuming that there is a yin qi and a ghost, Wu Mourning thinks that he may still be a second-rate martial artist, and he rushes over to kill the demon and is eaten by the ghosts.

So start with a wave of hearts.

Try to fish and kill the black impermanence before you continue fishing.

As long as he can snowball, he can say anything.

Just as Wu Mourning turned around and walked, there was a commotion in the snack street, a convoy squeezed in from the corner of the street, and the guards and bodyguards who opened the road were unceremoniously bombing away the vendors, and the slower ones directly and rudely stuffed the stalls into the store doors, and the unlucky ones were hit by these uniformly dressed guards.

Open the road, disperse the clutter, and close the road.

These fierce guards turned their heads and got into the convoy in pairs, and immediately their faces were full of flattery, and they bowed their heads.

But what they did was not disobedient, and no one felt that it was wrong.

The reason is very simple, this luxury team with many clouds, water, and crane patterns engraved on the body is a family team, and the local family elites have always traveled like this.

Wu Mourning has not yet dissipated his condensed perception.

He saw the car in the middle of the convoy......

A round of qi and blood rose into the sky like wolf smoke! Hot! Ferocious! Overbearing! The meaning of the warrior's eyes, the rage is not disguised!

This is, beyond the realm of first-class martial artists!