When everyone present turned their heads to look at the entrance of the town, they saw a team of more than a dozen camels, carrying five or six men and women in Western Regions costumes, slowly walking over.

Seeing this caravan from the Western Regions, Bai Xiaoyi's master and apprentice didn't have any special reaction. After all, in Tomorrow City, there are many foreign merchants from the Western Regions, Mongolia, and Goryeo.

However, the surrounding villagers of Qingshui Town cast strange glances. In their eyes, there was pure disgust and contempt. It seems that in the hearts of people in this not very civilized town, these alien races in Fanbang are all foreign devils.

The caravan slowly stopped, and on top of the camel at the head, a short and fat middle-aged uncle jumped down. This chubby man was wearing a big felt hat and a national costume unique to the Western Regions. Looking at the old style and dusty appearance, it must have been that this caravan did not make any money on this trip. The man was an honest man, who looked like a businessman who could talk well, and he had a big messy beard on his chin, which looked funny and relatable.

The chubby uncle of the Western Regions took a few steps forward, put his right hand on his left chest and bowed:

"May Allah bless you, my name is Al Khan, and I am returning to the Western Regions with my caravan. I don't know where the mayor of this town is, but I am very grateful if we can find a place to stay. ”

Looking at the respectful appearance of the man in the Western Regions, the seventh uncle, who was the acting mayor of the town, walked over step by step with a cane.

"Uh...... Hello guests from afar, my surname is Liao, the seventh in the family, and the people in the town are used to calling me Uncle Seven. ”

The old man looked at the camels and caravan behind the fat uncle, and said with some embarrassment:

"We are not a big town and there are no inns for stays. It's not hard to get some food to eat, but if you want to spend the night here, I'm afraid it's ......."

The chubby middle-aged man hurriedly waved his hand and said:

"Out of the way, out of the way. We had our own tents, as long as we had a place to rest. We won't stay long and leave tomorrow. ”

With a snap of his mouth, the seventh uncle said with some embarrassment:

"That's right...... Okay then...... You can just find a place to settle down......"

After a slight hesitation, the old man turned around and admonished:

"But this friend from the Western Regions, we haven't been very peaceful here lately, so it's best not to walk around at night. If you see something strange, it's best not to interfere so as not to get into trouble. ”

Looking at the back of the old man slowly leaving, the middle-aged uncle named Al Khan showed a puzzled expression.

Bai Xiaoyi, who was staring at all this on the side, lowered his voice and asked Xi Yingzhen beside him:

"I said, master, why do I think that Uncle Seven doesn't welcome this caravan from the Western Regions?"

Shaking his head helplessly, the Qingyi Taoist said with a wry smile:

"There is a saying that 'if you are not of my race, your heart will be different', and for these people who have experienced the rule of the Yuan Dynasty, those foreigners are their enemies. Whether it's looks, language, or what

Their habits are different from them, how can you let them talk to these guests from the Western Regions?"

Looking at the caravan members who were unloading the goods and setting up tents in confusion, Bai Xiaoyi continued:

"But it seems that they are just ordinary people, and they only stay for one night, as for being so mean?"

After reciting the trumpet lightly, Xi Yingzhen said helplessly:

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, everyone in the world is ignorant, let them go. Thinking about it in another way, maybe Uncle Seven is also for their good, after all, there is evil in this town, and this caravan will stay for one night, what kind of accident will happen if it doesn't happen......"

Nodding approvingly, Bai Xiaoyi also said with some concern:

"I hope not, I see that there are two girls in the caravan, and if they die here for no reason, wouldn't it be wronged. ”

Gently knocking on the apprentice's head, the old Taoist priest said angrily:

"You kid knows that if you have this spare time, you might as well go to the town and find out what those bugs are. ”

shrunk his neck in a daze, and Bai Xiaoyi said with a hippie smile:

"Got it, got it. I have heard that the women in the Western Regions are delicate, so I am just curious to take a look. ”

Glancing at the unserious apprentice beside him like an idiot, the old Taoist priest sneered and said:

"I advise you not to chop indiscriminately, people have their own beliefs, in case you violate other people's taboos, you have the bitter fruit to eat!"

Shrugged indifferently, Bai Xiaoyi still wanted to refute two sentences.

But at this moment, on the path in the village, a thin man ran over in a hurry, and shouted as he ran the man:

"Oh no! Ancestral Hall...... The ancestral hall is on fire!"

As soon as they heard the news, the villagers who were present ran in the direction of the path. Exchanging a strange look, Bai Xiaoyi's master and apprentice also sped up and followed.

After a while, dozens of people came to a smoking house in the southwest corner of the town, which was not very large. Judging from the outer wall, it is only five or six zhang square. At this moment, there were large puffs of smoke coming out of the ancestral hall accompanied by wisps of flames.

Outside the ancestral hall, men, women and children are using all kinds of guys, and water is splashed inside the ancestral hall. But looking at the fire, this little water alone is not of much use.

Standing anxiously outside the ancestral hall, the seventh uncle leaned on crutches and asked loudly:

"What the hell is going on! How is it good, the ancestral hall has been burned? Has it hurt anyone? It can't be that those insects are making trouble again!"

A man covered in stains ran over, and he said breathlessly:

"Seventh uncle, don't worry, it's not a demon worm. A few ignorant children were playing in the ancestral hall and accidentally knocked over the candles, so they lit the tablecloth and tablet......"

The old man trembled with anger, and he asked tremblingly

Road:

"Where are those little beasts! I have to kill them! This is the ancestral hall of our town, this is the evil ......"

Scratching his head in disdain, the sturdy man pointed to the corner beside him.

"The children were there, and they were scared, but we brought them out of the fire. Seventh uncle, I ...... this matter."

Before the man could finish speaking, the angry old man trembled and walked over to the crying children. Seeing that the situation was not good, Bai Xiaoyi hurriedly caught up with a few steps and comforted him from the side:

"I said, Uncle Seven, why don't you have to get along with a few little dolls. They're just playful for a while, just scold a couple of words......"

Waving his hand to stop Bai Xiaoyi from continuing, the old man said with a serious face:

"This little celestial master doesn't know that this ancestral hall has been in existence since the day this town was built. Inside is the ancestral tablet of our town for generations. Our town has been relying on the blessing of our ancestors to keep it peaceful until today, and now it is on fire, that is, the ancestors are warning us that Qingshui Town is about to have a catastrophe! If we don't kill those little beasts today, how can I, Liao Qi, be worthy of our ancestors and ancestors......

With a gloomy face, he looked at Bai Xiaoyi, who looked like a ruffian, and the old man said without being salty:

"The two Celestial Masters had better focus on catching demons, this is a matter of our town's housework, please don't ask. ”

After saying that, the old man walked over there without looking back.

Bai Xiaoyi, who was hanging in place, smiled awkwardly, and muttered in a low voice:

"Your uncle, if the master hadn't promised to help you, I would have watched that demon insect bite you to death, a stubborn old man!"

Helplessly complained for two sentences, Bai Xiaoyi still followed in three steps and two steps.

In the corner of the roadside, four blackened children were crying, and it seemed that several women from their mothers were hugging them tightly and comforting them.

Seeing the seventh uncle coming over, several women knelt on the ground in fear and saluted the old man:

"I've seen Uncle Seven. ”

Glaring coldly at a few children who had stopped crying, the old man said in an unkind tone:

"Is it your fireproof ancestral hall?"

Several of the children, who had long been frightened, shook their heads a little bewildered, and then nodded again.

With a heavy cold snort, the old man scolded sharply:

"Do you know how much trouble you have caused! Lao Tzu must kill a few of you today!"

As he spoke, the rickety old man suddenly raised the cane in his hand and struck at several frightened children.

The next moment, when everyone didn't react, a woman in a white robe suddenly rushed out in the oblique stab. Her petite figure was extremely fast, and in an instant she was in the way of several children. The girl dressed in the Western Regions grabbed the old man's crutch as soon as she grabbed the old man's crutches, and then shouted softly:

"Stop! they're just kids!"