Jiang Yan paused, his clothes rustling in the strong wind. He raised his head slightly, his eyes widened, trying to observe more details of the talisman formation not far away:
This is a large-scale formation that can cover the entire alienated land. Likewise, it is also terrifyingly powerful. Just here, before it is completely close, Jiang Yan can easily detect the chaos caused by some kind of force in the surrounding Yuanji.
It was obvious that the source of that power came from the magic circle not far away that exuded a pale golden light.
Looking at such a scene, Jiang Yan couldn't help but squint his eyes, thoughtfully:
"According to a certain rumor, it is said that due to the influence of the last monster cholera, too many negative forces have spawned in the Yehuai area in a short period of time. When they combine with the power of the alienated land, new changes have taken place, which will give birth to A powerful high-level monster.
"And now, this change is being used by the Southern Flame envoy and the extreme boss to improve the weird grade, so that after killing it, you can harvest a good-grade material.
"This talisman array is the arrangement of that big boss... Well, he didn't rely on him to know how to use the array to assist."
"It's just..." Jiang Yan slowly raised his left arm, opened his palm, and aimed at the area that looked pale gold but contained darkness, and made a more detailed sense.
Suddenly, the scene in front of him suddenly became blurry, hazy, gloomy and dim, like falling into an illusory and unreal dream, as if he was sleeping and waking up.
At this time, a faint thing was pulled, whirled towards Jiang Yan, and landed on his left palm that was thrust into the air.
hiss!
A burst of unspeakable coldness passed through the palm of his hand and spread throughout his body. Jiang Yan shivered violently and fiercely retracted his left arm, as if avoiding the bite of a poisonous snake.
The scenes around him also returned to reality.
"But, with this level of power, can you really suppress it without accidents?"
Thinking like this, Jiang Yan suddenly turned his head and looked in the direction of Yehuai City. Vaguely, the outline of a city shrouded in darkness and dotted with lights appeared in his mind.
He half sighed and half expected:
"I hope this place will always be peaceful."
After saying this, Jiang Yan no longer stayed or paid attention, crossed the alienated land and flew towards the night locust tree before dawn.
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Without showing anything special, after approaching Yehuai City, Jiang Yan stopped using the method of flying to the sky, fell down, and walked to the towering city gate.
At this time, the waning moon is hanging high, the new sun has not yet risen, and the sky will be bright and dark, half dark and half white.
"It will take a while."
Looking up at the city gate that was still closed, Jiang Yan secretly estimated the time and knew that he could only enter the city in one to two quarters of an hour.
After touching his belly, he subconsciously made a decision:
First, go to the stall on Xianhua Street that has a delicious breakfast to satisfy your stomach, and then go to Baiyang School.
"White bones come to the world to save all living beings."
"White bones come to the world to save all living beings."
"..."
A relatively familiar voice came from a distance, which caught Jiang Yan's attention. He turned around, looked around, and found a team that was gradually approaching here.
They are still ordinary civilians with different clothes, different heights, different ages, and different genders, with the same fanatical expression and bright eyes.
This group of "White Bones" believers came from far and near, and it didn't take long to reach the city. When they got here, they stopped chanting and started some work.
Soon, a simple shed was erected. Under the shed were equally simple tables and chairs with missing arms and legs, and a dozen wooden barrels about three inches high.
At the end, a long wooden pole was erected, and a rectangular strip of cloth was hung on it. On this strip of cloth were two big characters of Zhou Zheng: Porridge, which directly indicated the purpose of this group of people coming here.
boom!
Seeing this posture, the people watching around suddenly became excited. No longer considering the identity of this group of people, they immediately surrounded them and struggled to stretch out their hands.
"Bring me a bowl."
"I want it too, I want it too."
Another new trick... Jiang Yan looked at the chaotic scene not far away without showing emotion. He noticed that every person receiving soup would recite "Bone Mercy" several times with a serious expression. He also noticed that these people were also dressed in the same clothes. Shabby, rough skin, face full of vicissitudes of life.
With a sigh, he turned his head away, no longer paying attention to that place, but looking to the horizon, waiting for the first golden thread to fall from the east, and for the city gate to open.
Ta-ta!
Ta-ta!
The subtle sound of the soles of feet came closer, and then a childish voice sounded:
"Uncle, eat porridge!"
Hearing the call that seemed to be ringing in his ears, Jiang Yan withdrew his gaze and lowered his gaze. He saw a doll about seven or eight years old. This was a boy. His clothes were shabby and ill-fitting, and there were a few hidden places that were not obvious. patch.
"Uncle, drink porridge!"
Seeing Jiang Yan looking back, the little boy immediately smiled. He raised his arms and held a porcelain bowl with a greasy outer layer and a chipped corner in his palm. The bowl was filled with "rice porridge" as thin as water.
After looking at the boy for a few seconds, Jiang Yan didn't know what he thought of. He suddenly laughed, took the broken bowl in his hand, stared at the almost clear "rice porridge", and drank it all in one gulp.
A faint aroma of rice spreads in the mouth, but the temperature is already cold. After drinking it, I don't feel warm, but feel more hungry and cold.
The smile on Jiang Yan's face widened and he looked extremely sincere. He bent down, reached out and rubbed the messy black hair on his head, and said in an obviously complimentary tone:
"Thank you. It's delicious. I'm full."
"Ah..." The boy seemed to have never been taken seriously before. He suddenly became coy, looking embarrassed and a little shy. He laughed for a while, and after taking his big bowl, he remembered his "mission". So he said with expectation:
"Uncle, if you drink the porridge, you have to thank the Bone Bodhisattva."
Thank you... When Jiang Yan heard this, the corner of his mouth twitched, and he wanted to refuse, but facing the clear black and white eyes below, without impurities, he remained silent for a moment, followed the example of the previous group of people, and shouted in a low voice:
"The Bone Bodhisattva saves all living beings."
After saying this, he suddenly felt an unspeakable sense of absurdity welling up in his heart. This was obviously just a "cult" with other purposes, but it could make people "truly" grateful.
At this moment, his mood was extremely complicated.
Seeing the little boy jumping around, returning to the crowd in high spirits, and gradually disappearing, Jiang Yan recovered from Han's complicated emotions that could not distinguish between black and white.
He raised his head slightly and saw that the size of the crowd was growing more and more, like a black hole absorbing the newly arrived people around him. He felt that an invisible and hidden vortex had enveloped Yehuai at some point.
"A storm is coming."
Jiang Yan raised his hand and pressed his forehead. He felt irritated for no reason. He lost the patience to stay where he was and waited. As he stepped forward, his figure quickly faded and became transparent.
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Bai Yang School.
The patio of Ouyang Xiuya’s residence.
"Sorry for bothering you."
Jiang Yan stood together with Lu Lu, who had already packed up and carried the package behind his back, thanked Ouyang Xiuya and said goodbye.
Ouyang Xiuya's clear eyes contrasted with the figures of the man and woman in front of her. She did not respond to Jiang Yan's "thank you" and just nodded lightly, which was extremely in line with her own personality.
"So, goodbye."
A small smile appeared on Jiang Yan's lips, he bowed slightly, saluted, grabbed Lu Lu's left palm with his right hand, turned around, and left the courtyard step by step.
After a few breaths, the two figures disappeared.
During this process, Ouyang Xiuya made no other movements. Her eyes seemed to be focused on the direction they left, but in fact, her eyes had lost focus and were empty.
I don't know how long it took for her to recover from this state. She reached into her pocket and took out the green and higher-level "Linghuai" utensil. She rubbed the delicate and complicated textures on the surface. This person who had never spoken a word The woman suddenly whispered to herself:
"goodbye!"
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"Sir, where are we going?"
In the sky, Lu Lu was held hostage by Jiang Yan, shattering the wind and clearing the sea of clouds, and headed northeast of Yehuai at great speed.
"you guess."
Jiang Yan hugged Lu Lu and did not tell the answer immediately, but asked a question with a smile.
That's it... Seeing his son's reaction, Lu Lu immediately used his knowledge to analyze... Nanyan City is further south of Yehuai, and this direction is obviously wrong... In the northeast, the largest city is Luocangfu City , and then Diexiang County.
Thinking of this, Lu Lu suddenly reacted. She turned her head, looked up at the man close at hand, and asked almost affirmatively, and her tone became enthusiastic:
"We are going to Guihua City, right?"
This is not something difficult to determine in the first place... Jiang Yan nodded lightly, confirmed Lu Lu's answer, and said with a smile:
"Yes, you haven't been back for a long time. You always have to go home to see your parents."
Then he continued:
"It's just that we won't stay in Guihua City for long, so you have to be prepared."
"Yeah." Lu Lu nodded like a chicken pecking at rice. Strong feelings of homesickness suddenly surged in his heart, and his expression gradually became excited.
Seeing Lu Lu's interest rising, Jiang Yan laughed again and sighed to himself:
“This can be considered a kind of compensation.
"After all, after arriving in Nanyan City, it will be more difficult to come back."
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boom!
With a loud sound, layers of white waves rose up in the sky, flowing vertically for hundreds of miles, shaking the entire land and mountains. But before that, a flash of cold silver light had already passed over.
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PS: Ye Huai is finished.
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