Above the head is a dark cloud, covering it layer by layer. Most of the light in the sky was blocked, and the city of Bingzhou was shrouded in darkness. After entering through the southwestern city gate, I walked along the official road and saw no one. The whole city was quiet and there was no sound at all.
A group of people from Jiuxuanmen, together with Ye Qiusheng of Taishangzong, walked on the official road cautiously.
Since entering the city, they haven't seen a single person, let alone a human being, not even a fly. This weird scene, together with the ominous clouds in the sky, raised everyone's vigilance to the highest point.
Judging from the direction, the distress signal of the Jiuxuanmen disciples that Bailishu and the others just saw should have been sent from a place not far from the official building. The area of Bingzhou City is several times that of Yanmen County. Part of this city has been used in the old city of the previous dynasty. After a part of the old city was abandoned, it was rebuilt into the current semi-rectangular Bingzhou City.
The reason why it is said to be semi-rectangular is because the southwestern corner of the city runs through the branch of the water. The craftsman who presided over the construction combined the water potential with the sky and built it according to the potential. Therefore, if you look down from a height, you will find that The edge of Bingzhou City in the southwest corner is jagged, like the fangs of some wild beast.
Qingming Pagoda is located in the middle of Bingzhou City, with Qingming Pagoda as the center, and the houses in the city are arranged in an orderly manner along the east-west and north-south axes. The official building is located in the northwest area of Bingzhou City, which means that the disciples guarding the tower of Jiuxuanmen should be in front of them on the left.
The Southwest District of Bingzhou is an area belonging to the "city". They walked along the way and saw many small shops that were open, with things on display, but no people. Qin Jiu and Chu Zhiyuan took a few disciples of Xuan Ce Peak of Jiuxuanmen into several shops for inspection. Everything in the shops was in good condition, with no blood or corpses.
"Damn it."
Qin Jiu held a twig in his mouth and looked at a wine shop with a frown. The account book on the table turned over a page, and the ink-stained brush was put aside, as if the bookkeeper was about to write, but he put down his pen because of something. People never come back. A half-filled wine spoon was placed on the table, and there was not a single drop of wine in the spoon.
Qin Jiu leaned over and smelled it, and found that it was the famous pear blossom wine in Bingzhou.
Just as he stretched out his hand to pick it up, an unsheathed sword came across and stopped his hand.
"Do business."
Chu Zhiyuan frowned and looked at him. He was also the default master of Xuan Ce Peak of Nine Profound Gates. He acted like the money-losing group in Kyushu Bank all day long. The occasion was wrong, Chu Zhiyuan could only say something in a low voice, then turned around and continued to check other places in the wine shop.
Qin Jiu glanced at the wine spoon regretfully.
Money is money, but things that don't have to be paid for by yourself are more attractive than things that cost silver.
Soon, all the shops were inspected. Qin Jiu and Chu Zhiyuan reported the results to Baili Shu. Except for the disappearance of people, everything in the shop was as usual. Nothing was missing, and there was nothing unclean. thing.
"Everyone is gone?"
Jun Wanbai frowned, her hands hanging by her sides were hidden under the navy blue robe, and the hilts of the two swords slipped out of her hands. She looked around vigilantly, just about to let go of her spiritual sense to investigate.
Baili Shu shook his head slightly at her, stopping her approach.
"how?"
Jun Wanbai looked at Bailishu in surprise, and found that he was looking in the direction of Qingming Pagoda, wondering what he was thinking.
"From now on, everyone must not release their spiritual knowledge without authorization."
Baili Shu looked away.
Jun Wanbai wanted to ask a few questions, but Bailishu had already set off in the direction of the northwest official building. Jun Wanbai frowned. There was an accident in the Qingming Pagoda, and everyone in the city disappeared. No matter how you look at it, the two don't seem to be connected.
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"I'll fuck you sir."
To the northwest of Bingzhou City, and some distance away from Bingzhou Zhizhou Mansion is the arsenal of Bingzhou City. A chubby man who looked like the son of a local rich man, with a golden body all over his body, was struggling to drag another young man towards the gate of the arsenal.
"You don't look fat, why are you so heavy?"
While dragging, the fat man was panting, his forehead was covered with cold sweat.
Sitting half paralyzed on the ground, half dragged by him, the young man had a harmless, weak-looking face, and was wearing a robe with the red fire symbol of Jiuxuanmen Limai. He twitched the corners of his mouth when he heard the fat man's words, and showed an apologetic smile: "I'm very sorry, after all, not all monks in the Yuandan period were promoted by relying on pills, and not all monks in the Yuandan period can be promoted. It can be achieved without forging."
"Fuck!"
The fat man's face was flushed red by his stabbing. The Yuandanqi monk who came up to the class in a serious manner must not be like him, and he would be out of breath.
"I understand now, all of you fellows from the Nine Profound Sect are bad or bad, and a little boy like you is just the worst of all bad, can't you speak well? You have to step on people first when you do anything A sore foot."
The young man from Jiuxuanmen smiled gracefully: "Thank you brother Liao for the compliment, too much praise."
"I… "
The fat man called Brother Liao rolled his eyes and was too lazy to speak.
The fat man's name is Liao Gan, which is a homonym for "material money" - expected to be rich. A name full of the characteristics of Kyushu bank, the pursuit of money and wealth is nakedly and undisguisedly reflected in the name. The golden light is all kinds of spiritual weapons, which is also the typical style of Kyushu bank - what brains and effort are spent on fighting, as long as you have money, just use spiritual weapons to kill them
Liao Qian's cultivation is also in the Yuandan realm, but just as the young man from Jiuxuanmen said, his Yuandan realm is a Yuandan realm mixed with water, so he was out of breath when he dragged him to the gate of the Bingzhou arsenal Almost like a paralyzed person.
"Gold and jade are on the outside, but on the inside."
The young man from Jiuxuanmen muttered, looked contemptuously at the fat man who sat down, stood up unsteadily, and stretched out his hand to open the gate of Bingzhou Arsenal. Several weapons were scattered in front of the gate, and the guarding soldiers had disappeared. There was a heavy spirit lock hanging on the arsenal, and the young man from the Jiuxuanmen used a trace of true energy to penetrate into it, and fiddled with it a few times.
There was only a click, and the spirit lock was unlocked.
Liao Gan watched with vigilance: "Your Jiuxuanmen's craft is simply too dangerous, no, if you can get back from this ghostly place, I must report to the teacher's door, and quickly change the lock of the branch village."
The young man didn't have much strength left, and he almost fell over when he heard Liao Gan's words.
—He began to wonder if he had saved a very unreliable person.
Here, the young people from Jiuxuanmen are reflecting on the fact that they shouldn’t be showing kindness. Over there, Liao Gan has already gotten up, nimbly flowing into the Bingzhou arsenal, and habitually checking what’s good on the nearest shelf. thing.
The young man from Jiuxuanmen withdrew his gaze expressionlessly, and began to think about the chances that he would lock the door of the arsenal now, turn around and find another place to hide and survive.
"I said..." Liao Qian turned around in front of several shelves full of weapons, a little disappointed. Most of the weapons on them were low-level spiritual weapons. He, a disciple from a bank in Kyushu, didn't like him at all. , but you can consider selling it to a place like the Cangpu Dynasty for a high price, "Can you people from the Jiuxuanmen come here?"
The young man from Jiuxuanmen closed the door of the arsenal, set up a formation at the door, and then sat down exhausted.
Liao Gan muttered to himself why Jiuxuan Sect is the number one among the Eight Sects of Immortal Sect, but the disciples under his sect are poor ghosts, so he began to pick up spirit weapons from his body, and soon all the spirit weapons were full. one place.
While posing the spirit weapon and muttering, Liao Qian suddenly felt that something was wrong.
He has so blatantly disliked Jiuxuanmen, why hasn't the boy next to him, who values his own sect more than anything else, being kind and cruel, not mocking him
Thinking of Liao Gan looking back at the young man from Jiuxuanmen.
"Hello!!" Upon seeing it, Liao Qian was startled, and saw the young man leaning against the door, lowering his head, as if dying, "Little boy! Poor! Don't you fucking die!"
As he spoke, he reached out to touch the young man's neck.
It's okay, it's still hot. Not dead yet.
Withdrawing his hand, Liao Gan took out a bottle of pills from his bosom with a face full of pain, carefully poured one out and stuffed it into the young man's mouth, muttering, "I said, you kid, don't be here. It's time to die, otherwise if your senior brothers from the Nine Profound Sect really arrive later, they won't think it was me who committed the murder?"
While talking to himself, Liao Qian suddenly heard a sound coming from outside the door.
He snapped his mouth shut and stood up.
Right now in this hellish city of Bingzhou, Liao Gan would rather lie down in dead silence than hear any sound. I'm afraid that in Bingzhou City at this time, except for the few living people, there are only those... those things left
Liao Gan adjusted his breathing slowly, reached out and took a knife from the arsenal stand beside him and held it in his hand.
He lowered his head and glanced at the unconscious young man from Jiuxuanmen who didn't know if he would die, and pulled his chubby face: "Poor ghost, it seems that I have to rely on your senior brothers and sisters to collect the corpse for me." .”
As he spoke, he dragged the young man from the Nine Profound Sect to a pile of spiritual weapons, and stepped out to the iron gate of the arsenal by himself.
The sound outside the door seemed to be coming from a relatively long distance, as if something was dragging heavy steps, walking step by step.