"Really?" Xue Yang and Ji Rui both asked in surprise, before entering the void, Xue Yang did send out a white rainbow message, but he didn't notice Dong Yao's reaction.

Chi Tang thought about it carefully, the plan was good, and when the white light of Bai Hongxun flew straight into the air, Dong Yao pulled the corner of his clothes and said, "What kind of spell is this?" Obviously, the scene of Bai Hongxun's white light slashing through the air fell in her eyes, so she nodded affirmatively.

Seeing Chi Tang's expression, Qianchong knew that what Chi Tang said must be true, and couldn't help but wonder: "Is there such a thing? Could it really be that I have lost my eyes? If this Miss Dong really has spiritual power, it is naturally a great thing, even if there is only a trace of spiritual power, our Qianjia's secret technique can pass on a few tricks to her, after practice, not to mention anything else, ordinary little ghosts and demons are still not a problem, even if they encounter fierce demons and monsters, they can't go around at the beginning." ”

Chi Tang couldn't help but feel very happy when he heard Qianchong say this.

"Let's wait for tomorrow's spiritual survey, we are arguing like this now. Seventh disciple Guo Qihuai put an end to tonight's controversy.

Hearing the spiritual technique repeatedly mentioned by the Qianjia Demon Slayer, Chi Tang felt very curious, and while everyone was busy cleaning up the scraps on the table, he quietly asked Ji Rui: "Brother Ji, what is the matter with the spiritual measurement technique?"

Ji Rui smiled: "Brother Chi will know the Tao when you go to see it tomorrow?" You have just come to the Qianjia, and you have been working all the way on the saddle horse, so you can sleep well tonight, there are still several important places in the Qianjia that you are going to see, and tomorrow will definitely give you a feast for your eyes." ”

Chi Tang saw that Ji Rui said easily, and it was inconvenient to ask more, Ji Rui was right, he was here, many questions do not need to be in a hurry to find answers, tomorrow with the Qianjia Demon Slayer to take a good look at what secrets this family of demon slaying and demon slaying is.

When leaving the main hall where the meal was served, Chi Tang looked at the table and found that the Qianjia Demon Slayer had eaten the food very cleanly, so he didn't even leave any rice crumbs, and the soup of the dish was also scraped into his stomach with a meat patty.

Another good habit, don't waste food, Chi Tang praised in his heart.

Chi Tang was arranged to rest in one of the wooden houses, and when Qianchong led him into the room, he also said something specially: "This is the divergence of my Qianjia disciples, and several other juniors and disciples are sleeping in the wooden hut next to the Zunjun, if the Zunjun has something to do at night, just shout." ”

Chi Tang saw that Ji Rui and Luan Qingtian were pushing open the door of the wooden house beside him, and Ji Rui smiled at him.

Chi Tang also responded with a smile, and gave Qian Chong a deep snort: "Brother Qian, bothered." "I am deeply grateful for the warm and cordial reception of the Qianjia family.

"Zunjun is from a heroic background, why is he so polite?" Qian Chong joked, and continued, "Miss Dong and Bao'er let them sleep with Humble Jing, Zunjun just rest in peace, and we will come back early tomorrow morning." ”

Before Qian Chong left, he spread his hands towards Chi Tang and bowed slightly.

Chi Tang was stunned, and then reacted that this was the etiquette of the Qianjia Demon Slayer, so he also followed Qianchong's gestures, spread his hands, bowed in return, and Qianchong Ha Lu Ha smiled and brought the door for Chi Tang.

The furnishings in the house are simple, but a lamp, a bed and a clean bucket, Chitang is dimly lit, looking around, and the feeling of long-lost home suddenly swells in his heart.

That night, in the house with a faint smell of ancient wood, Chi Tang fell asleep peacefully, which was the sweetest sleep he had in several months.

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The fog in the city is not so thick, it is thin and thin, and you can vaguely see the houses in the city, and it is actually a very large town.

According to Mo Yumei's thoughts, the deathly silence of this city must be an empty city with no people, but who knew that the group saw people within a few steps of entering the city gate. ...,

It was a middle-aged man who looked like a rural farmer, his face was extremely pale, and his figure looked thin, but he was in good spirits, carrying a load of vegetables on his shoulders, as if he was getting up early to catch an early gathering.

When the villager saw Mo Yumei and his party, there was only a slight look of surprise on his face, but there was no panic or fear, as if Mo Yumei and they were just a group of travelers who had just entered the city.

"This uncle, may I ask what kind of place is this?" Now that she saw someone, Mo Yumei put away her long sword and stepped forward to ask.

The villager put down the vegetable burden, put his hand on his ear, and approached Mo Yumei sideways.

Mo Yumei thought that the villager had bad ears, so she gestured and raised her voice: "What is this place?"

The villager seemed to understand, with a smile on his face, gesticulating, and muttering a few words in his mouth, it seemed that he was not in bad ear, but because he didn't understand Mo Yumei's language, and he didn't understand what Mo Yumei said before.

But now Mo Yumei couldn't understand what he said, and she had to tell what kind of place this was, and she couldn't figure it out just by looking at the other party's gestures, so Mo Yumei could only frown and bother to understand the gestures of the villagers.

The villager gestured for a long time, and saw that Mo Yumei couldn't understand his words, so he had to smile apologetically.

"He doesn't speak official language. Helian also sighed helplessly.

The sharp webbed evil crane suddenly said a few words to the farmer, and the farmer looked happy, and the two immediately began to talk.

Mo Yumei, Helian Jue, Peck Feng Tiehe and Jiang Ci looked at each other, they never thought that the Sharp Webbing Evil Crane, who was usually the least talkative, would be able to have a good conversation with the villager who couldn't understand the language.

The conversation between the two seemed to be coming to an end, and the farmer greeted everyone with a smile, took up his vegetable load, walked into the mist, and soon disappeared.

"What are you talking about?" asked Helenjue strangely.

The Sharp Flipper shook his head, and there was neither joy nor worry on his face: "This is the local dialect of the native people of Daijun, I came from outside the Guan, and I have stayed in Daijun in the past, and I can speak a few words of the local dialect there." ”

"Daijun, that's the territory of the Donghu Murong clan, how could the people of Daijun appear in this land south of the Yangtze River?"

The Sharp Flipper shrugged: "He said that he fled from Yan Country to the south to avoid the war, and as soon as he came to the south country, he arrived at this ancient city in the south of the Yangtze River far away from the war, and said that Mingyue Niangniang blessed them." ”

"Mingyue Niangniang?, what Mingyue Niangniang?" Helian Jue became more and more confused the more he listened.

"Go inside and ask someone who can speak official language. Mo Yumei motioned for everyone to put away their long swords, this town seems to have a large population, and the group is afraid that it will cause unnecessary trouble if they hold their swords again.

The group followed Mo Yumei towards the center of the town, the sky has been gloomy, the moon has been hanging in the sky, the moonlight is faintly sprinkled through the clouds, neither bright nor dark, but like the haze accumulated, the rainstorm is coming. The fog in the city seems to have cleared, and many of the houses are glowing with light.

Mo Yumei saw a peasant woman walking on the road with a seven or eight-year-old child, stepped forward to ask a few words, the peasant woman was in her forties, her face was also unusually pale, and after listening to Mo Yumei's inquiry, she replied a few words, with a strong Guanzhong accent, fortunately, the language was still fluent.

"Excuse me, sister-in-law, what kind of place is this?"

"Ah, you are new outsiders? This is Taiyin City, the place where Mingyue Niangniang blesses us from being harmed by rebels and thieves. Like many middle-aged women, the peasant woman was talkative and talkative, which allowed Mo Yumei to learn more information.

"Taiyin City, which county belongs to here, who is the county here?" Mo Yumei knew that Taiyin was another name for the moon, and looking at the gloomy sky in this city, this yin word is quite appropriate. After all, she came from the Great Sima Mansion, and the first thing she did was to ask about the administrative affiliation of this place. ...,

"County Cheng, how can there be any county officials here!" the peasant woman smiled, "This is the place where Mingyue Niangniang is blessed, and it is a place where the gods protect our people." ”

Mo Yumei felt very strange: "Immortal? Mingyue Niangniang, what's going on?"

"You just came, so I don't know what to say, this city was built by Mingyue Niangniang, we only have the moon here, there is no sun, and the moon is always in the sky, never rising and setting. But it's strange to say, we farm and clear the wasteland, and we can harvest in a few days, and every day people bring us water, food, and sometimes some clothes. Alas, I used to be frightened every day, the soldiers outside were in chaos, our family also took high luck, I heard that Jiangnan is richer, so I thought about living here in Jiangnan, who knows that Lu Dao is here, it is really food and clothing, those soldiers outside, thieves, can not come here, this is thanks to the blessing of Mingyue Niangniang. ”

The peasant woman chattered, but still didn't explain, so Mo Yumei had to continue to ask.

"You always say that Yue Niangniang, who is Mingyue Niangniang?"

The peasant woman's eyes widened: "Didn't I say it? Mingyue Niangniang built this city, and the people who brought us water and food were all her subordinates." Ah, the mother is very kind, and often comes to the city to visit everyone, and the big guys can respect and love her. ”

"Mingyue Niangniang takes care of you so much, what do you give her in return? For example, collect taxes, pay rent, or something. Seeing that the peasant woman always couldn't answer the point, Helian Jue, who was on the side, asked.

The peasant woman waved her hand: "Mingyue Niangniang never wants us to return, that is, every month, she will select ten men and ten women in our city to go to her palace, saying that the gods want to find a good fate in the world. ”

Helian snorted softly: "Since everyone wants to go, how did the ten men and ten women choose?"

"There are immortal spells, as long as they are selected, there will definitely be the mark of the crescent moon on the body that day, so ah, it's useless to fight, it depends on whether the gods give this creation. ”

"Is it really going to ascend to the Immortal?" the pecking peak iron crane interjected coldly.

"How is it not true?" the peasant woman's voice became louder, obviously dissatisfied with the suspicion of the peck Feng Tiehe, "In the middle of the month, I saw those selected men and women flying from the Mingyue Niangniang Palace to the moon in the sky, that scene is beautiful, my girl was chosen the month before, I saw her fly to the sky and waved and smiled at me, alas, why didn't I have this blessing." ”

"Sister-in-law just said that those men and women flew out of the Mingyue Niangniang Palace, so where is the palace of this Mingyue Niangniang?" Mo Yumei keenly heard the clues.

The peasant woman pointed with her hand: "It's on that mountain." "At the finger, you can see a mountain peak like a crescent moon, facing the half moon in the sky, but in the southwest corner.

"Then how many people does this Taiyin City have?" Jiang Ci asked.

"There are always three or five thousand households, and there will be more, and there are often people fleeing from all over the world coming in here, hey, how did you get in?"

Everyone did not answer the peasant woman's question, Mo Yumei was muttering, the peasant woman said that there are three or five thousand families here, and the population is at least close to ten thousand.

Helian Jue walked over and whispered: "I'm afraid this is just a place where cult figures hold it." ”

Mo Yumei nodded, since the Han Dynasty, what Taiping Dao, Wudou Mi Sect, and a corpse Eater Sect appeared a few years ago, all of which used this form, Mingli is to seek benefits for the common people, but in fact, it is to buy people's hearts, gather the congregation, and secretly have a heart of subversion, I am afraid that this Mingyue Niangniang here is the same, after coming out of here, she must report to Da Sima and take precautions as soon as possible, but it is not appropriate to make extraneous branches now, they have another heavy responsibility, and the time is urgent, so they can't delay here needlessly.

"How long has my sister-in-law been here?" Jiang Ci was still asking the peasant woman.

"Don't look at the moon here, there is no day and night, I made a timekeeping hourglass myself, and I can figure it out, our family has been here for a year and two months. It seemed that the peasant woman was very proud of the timekeeping method she had made, and her tone of voice could not help but be a little excited.

As soon as Jiang Ci wanted to ask the way out of the city, he heard a sound of silk and bamboo in the distance, noisy and lively.

"Ah, the mother is out on patrol, kneel down and bow quickly, don't make the mother unhappy. The peasant woman said in a loud voice, and she had already pulled the child to the ground and bowed down.

The swordsmen of the Great Sima Mansion smiled coldly in their hearts, of course they would not follow the foolish behavior of this peasant woman, but they were here, and they didn't want to cause trouble in vain, so they hid their bodies in the alleys at the moment.

Listening to the sound of silk and bamboo getting closer and closer, Mo Yumei poked out half of her head, but wanted to see what this Mingyue Niangniang who pretended to be a ghost looked like

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