After nearly half a month of jolting in the car, Wu Gen and Yang Zheng finally reached the end of their trip.
This is a small city called Yuecheng. It is said to be a city, but it does not even have a city wall. There is a medium-sized port outside the city near the sea. This is the place where the two of them went to sea. Later, the two of them will set sail from here and take a boat across the vast ocean to go to Kuntianzhou, which is isolated overseas.
The road ahead is long, just like the sea. I don’t know how many whirlpools and undercurrents there are, and I don’t know when I will be able to set foot on the land under my feet again.
For a moment, both of them felt a little melancholy, looking around at a loss.
Along the way, the two of them never dared to let go of their hearts out of fear of being hunted down by the cult. Facts have proved that the two people's worries were not unfounded.
Nowadays, portraits of Wu Gen with bounties have appeared in various places, and the bounty has reached an astonishing one hundred thousand taels of gold. So many people who looked somewhat similar to Wu Gen were thrown into prison. And wherever they went, the interrogation became more and more severe. Wu Gen and Yang Zheng later did not dare to enter the city and could only sleep in the countryside and deserted villages.
When we arrived in Yuecheng, due to the remoteness of the place, the arrest of Wu Gen was not very strict. Even if the divine religion sent documents, the city was mostly perfunctory. The two of them relaxed a little, took advantage of the time before leaving to wander around the city, and also took the opportunity to purchase some supplies for sailing.
Wandering all the way to the outside of the city, Wu Gen and Yang Zheng discovered that many people were heading west of the city, and they found out after asking. Although Yue City is not big, there is a wonderful scene in the west of the city, which is a well called Wenjing.
It is said that a god once fetched water to make tea here and poured the remaining tea into the well before leaving. Therefore, many supernatural beings can predict the future and fortune. As long as a mortal prays silently in front of the well, some signs will appear on the water.
With nothing to do, and the fact that they were about to embark on a journey to a foreign continent, they couldn't help but feel a little uneasy, so they followed the flow of people and went to the Wenjing Well to find out what was going on.
When we got there, there was already a circle of people from three floors inside and three floors outside. There was a fat man sitting under the thatched hut nearby, directing his subordinates to collect money while maintaining order, "Everyone, each of you has five taels of silver. You can only stay in front of the well for a cup of tea. What do you see? Whether you can see it or not is up to you." It depends on your own fate. All the money will be given to the divine religion, so don’t think about getting away with it."
Wu Gen suddenly remembered that due to its remote location, this small town did not have a temple.
"This place has also been taken over by the God's Cult. They're such a greedy group of guys with their hands stretched so far." Yang Zheng said angrily.
Wu Gen stretched out his hand towards Yang Zheng, "Bring it here."
"What."
"silver."
Yang Zheng was startled and reluctantly took out a silver ingot. Wu Gen grabbed it and stretched out his hand.
"I want more." Yang Zheng felt some pain in his body and took out another piece from his belt, reluctantly handing it to Wu Gen.
"Bringing so much money with you will attract people's attention, and secondly, if you fall into the sea, you will be afraid of an unhappy death." Wu Gen rolled his eyes at the man, "Besides, if you really can't bear to part with it, the fat man has more money. You just take it."
Yang Zheng's eyes lit up and he felt much better.
Wu Gen and Yang Zheng walked up to Fatty and threw a silver ingot into the white box on the table. The fat man rolled his eyes, "Two people? Go in line."
Wu Gen took out another silver ingot and said, "Brother, we and I have something urgent to do. I'm afraid we won't be able to wait too long. Could you please let us go to the well first?" He put the silver ingot into the box.
The fat man raised his eyelids, his eyes showing joy, and muttered: "It's not impossible to go to the front row, but there are too many people here, and I'm afraid others will gossip."
Before Wu Gen could speak, Yang Zheng took out a silver ingot and threw it into the box, "This way, we can suppress the gossip."
"Okay, okay. Although the weight is small, it can weigh a thousand pounds. We are not afraid of any gossip." The fat man nodded repeatedly and asked his men to lead Wu Gen and Yang Zheng to the well first.
Not that no one complained. The fat man stared, "These two people are destined to the Divine Religion, so naturally they can advance. How about you also extend your fate with the Divine Religion?"
Walking to the wellhead, there is a hexagonal white jade well platform. According to the people who accompanied it, as long as you rub the well platform vigorously after praying, some omens will naturally appear in the well water.
As for what the omen means, everyone can figure it out for themselves. There is a hexagram stall not far from here, so you can ask the old magic stick.
There was only a young woman in front of Wu Gen. She was kneeling by the well, her eyes slightly closed, and she was praying devoutly. After a while, the woman stood up, put her hands on the well platform, and rubbed them vigorously.
When she stopped, the woman looked excited and anxiously looked into the well. After a while, her pretty face turned red, she covered her mouth with a handkerchief, and left with a smile.
The two walked to the well, and Wu Gen stretched his head and looked in. There is only a pool of quiet water in the well, with a hint of green air floating on the water. It doesn't look strange.
Yang Zheng was the first to stand at the edge of the well without praying. He rubbed his hands vigorously on the white jade well platform. The well water gradually rippled, stirring the green air on the surface. The green energy floated slowly, as if there was some hesitation. The well water also swayed a few times, but finally calmed down without any abnormality.
Yang Zheng was so angry that his nose was almost crooked. He jumped down from the platform of the well and said angrily: "What are you asking about the well? It's a lie. It cost me thirty taels of silver."
Wu Gen looked into the well, placed his hands on the white jade well platform, and patted it gently. The water in the well slowly rippled, stirring up the green air floating on the surface.
The arm on his wrist shook slightly, and Wu Gen's expression moved slightly. After experiencing a thunderstorm when he broke through the realm last time, Wu Gen was afraid that Mu would be harmed after the first thunder, so he put aside everything he had on him.
Although Tianlei was only aimed at Wu Gen and Mu was only affected, Tianlei's pure power of life still benefited this little thing a lot, so it has been in a state of slumber. There was a sudden change in Mu Mu today, which made Wu Gen unavoidably wary.
The well water suddenly stirred up, and countless bubbles emerged from the bottom of the well, as if it were boiling. The originally crystal clear water became turbid and made a gurgling sound.
Soon, the color of the well water gradually turned red, and the water surface continued to rise, rushing towards the well mouth.
Yang Zheng pulled Wu Gen in fear and signaled him to leave quickly. If you wait for the red well water to overflow the well mouth, it will definitely cause a commotion, and it will be bad if the cult notices it.
Wu Gen turned his head and glanced at the people waiting in the distance, then suddenly turned his head and stared into the well. Mu's body also gradually stretched out, floating at the mouth of the well facing the red well water.
In the rolling well water, an inexplicable monster appeared. It looked like countless hairs intertwined messily. In the middle was an egg-shaped hair ball, with scattered hair floating in the water around it.
The monster is tangible and intangible, with no eyes or ears, just like a pile of water plants sinking and floating in the water. But Wu Gen felt that the monster was watching him. This feeling was very strange, as if the other party also had spiritual consciousness.
Suddenly, a sharp voice sounded in the soul, trying to intimidate Wu Gen to leave. Wu Gen put his hand on the mouth of the well and stared at the other party coldly. An attack of this magnitude would have no effect at all on Wu Gen, who had experienced the destruction of the spirit villain.
But Mu gave up, and her body emitted a faint white light. The halo slowly expanded and covered the mouth of the well, and the screams stopped abruptly.
The monster was still unwilling to give up, and the hair in the water was about to move, squirming towards the wellhead.
Mu was irritated, and lowered his body a little. His proboscis shot out a slender beam of light, which hit the monster in the water.
The originally slow-moving monster rolled violently in the water, seemingly seriously injured. Mu was reluctant and kept shooting out white light.
A pleading consciousness spread into his mind, and Wu Gen remained unmoved. It wasn't until his consciousness was about to disappear that he allowed Mu to stop.
The monster shook its hair slightly and slowly sank to the bottom of the well. As it disappeared, the water surface gradually dropped and finally returned to calm. A blurry scene appeared on the mirror-like water.
In the picture, countless people and horses are fighting each other, and human corpses are falling like rain from the sky. There was killing and death everywhere, and the flames of war dyed the sky blood red.
On the red sky, there is a figure rushing towards a group of black shadows resolutely. Under the huge sky, his figure looked as insignificant as a speck of dust. The opponent is so powerful that it seems like there is no chance of winning. Even so, that stubborn figure still plunged into the darkness without hesitation.
The water rippled gently, the picture shook a few times, and finally disappeared.
Wu Gen stared at the place where the figure disappeared, his face a little pale. After a long time, he stood up and left the well platform, tying Mu to his wrist.
"What's wrong? There is something evil in the well." Yang Zheng noticed Wu Gen's expression and asked in a low voice.
Wu Gen took a deep breath and suppressed the anxiety and fear in his heart. "It's nothing. There is a monster similar to a spirit body entrenched in this well. It's just that it's still young and can only confuse the world."
"Are we going to destroy it?" Yang Zheng was a little curious.
"Forget it, this kind of spiritual body grows extremely slowly. It has not done any serious evil. It is also gifted with supernatural powers and is ominous for killing." Wu Gen shook his head and walked out of the crowd with a solemn expression.
Yang Zheng hurriedly followed, a little surprised by Wu Gen's performance today.
After leaving the Wenjing, Wu Gen was obviously a little uneasy and walked forward with his head buried in the ground. Yang Zheng didn't dare to ask any more questions. He glanced at the fat man's direction and followed him quickly.
The two of them hurried forward following the returning passers-by. The atmosphere was a bit dull and seemed out of place compared to the cheerful people around them.
After walking less than half a mile, a rugged jujube tree appeared on the roadside, and a fortune-telling stall was set up under the jujube tree. There is a cloth banner standing behind, with eight characters on it, and the iron mouth asserts that believers will be successful.
Under the banner, there was an old man with a sallow complexion and protruding eyes like bells. He was stroking his gray beard and talking to a few people sitting opposite.
"Shit, you are the one who caused the disaster of blood and light. You are cursing me." A man sitting in front of the stall stood up angrily, pointed at the old man who told fortunes and cursed, "Tell you, if there is no blood light in three days as you said, I will I'll let you bleed out." After saying that, he punched the table hard and dragged his companion away angrily.
The old man sighed slightly, "People in the world only want to hear good things, but bad things. These days, it is difficult to tell the truth. It is difficult to tell the truth. The world is declining."
Wu Gen didn't want to delay here, so he and Yang Zheng prepared to move on. The old man saw Wu Gen frowning and suddenly said hello: "This little brother is handsome. I think you are also from Wenjing, but you are confused. Why don't you come over and have a divination? I only need one tael of silver tattoo." "
Yang Zheng was a little annoyed because he lost thirty taels of silver. Hearing this, he turned around and said, "Old man, please tell me what I saw in the well first. If it's accurate, don't say one tael. What if I give you ten taels?" .”
The old man stroked his long beard on his chest and smiled slightly, "Looking at this young man's face, he has the appearance of a dragon trapped in the shallows. Therefore, there is nothing strange in the Wenjing."
But depending on your luck, you are gradually getting rid of your bad luck. As the saying goes, tigers crouch in the mountains and listen to the roar of the wind, and dragons lie in the shallows and wait for the tide. When the sea reaches its end, the sky becomes the shore, and the storm rises again and reaches the sky. Soon the time will turn and the future will be bright. "
When Yang Zheng heard this, his heart moved slightly. He was going to Kuntian Continent this time. Didn't he agree with the old man's last two words? Moreover, the other party happened to describe what he saw in the well, and he couldn't help but stop.
