Dayue Dynasty, Luyang County, Changchuan Fucheng.
The city wall of Fucheng is high and wide, with eight main gates from east to west, north and south. The market is prosperous, with pedestrians coming in and merchants shouting one after another.
There are promenades on both sides of the street to provide shelter from wind and rain. Vendors set up stalls here to sell goods. Pedestrians can also avoid the scorching sun when walking along them.
Every night, there is no curfew in the city, and the lights are as bright as day.
Businesses and households hang bright lanterns high, and people don't need torches or lanterns to walk around. It's dizzying to see everywhere.
The sounds of hawkers on the street and the faint singing of soliciting customers came from every brothel and prostitute village, which complemented each other and made it very lively and lively.
After nightfall, Su Fan walked leisurely on the streets of Changchuan Fucheng.
He has been to many places in the past few days, but he has not seen a single monk, nor has he found out where the immortals hang out.
Su Fan bought several maps, hoping to find where the monks gathered.
It's a pity that I can only buy a map of Dai Viet Dynasty, and I can't tell any clues from the map.
There is no way, the Central Plains is too big.
It is said that Dai Viet Dynasty alone has an area of nearly ten thousand miles and a population of hundreds of millions.
There are several secular dynasties in the surrounding area, and the population and land area under their rule are not inferior to those of the Dai Viet Dynasty.
Changchuan Fucheng is the largest city within a thousand miles, so Su Fan came here to try his luck.
There were various food stalls on the corridors on both sides of the street. He ate from beginning to end and was only half full.
Su Fan sat in front of a wonton stall, ordered a bowl from the boss, and then sat there and ate.
The stall owners are a couple who are busy doing business all day long. They have their seven or eight-year-old son with them. The child is also sensible and plays in front of and behind the stall.
Su Fan ate a wonton. The stuffing with fresh minced meat and green onions tasted very good, especially the soup, which was made from large bones and chicken.
At this time, there was a shout in the distance, followed by the sound of horse hooves.
I saw a dozen tall horses roaring from the end of the street. The knights on the horses were wearing black robes and black capes, and they were all majestic.
In such a busy street, these people had no scruples and no intention of slowing down.
The whole street suddenly became chaotic, and people rushed to avoid it. A few pedestrians who were slower to avoid were instantly knocked away by the strong horses, and they were spread out on the street and screamed in agony.
"Gouzi, come back..."
Su Fan also raised his head as the stall owner let out a lung-splitting cry.
They saw their children standing on the street, and at this moment a dozen strong horses were roaring towards them.
Seeing the child being knocked away by the strong horse, Su Fan stretched out his hand and pulled him back almost against the horse's legs.
Everyone around him breathed a sigh of relief. Even if a strong man was hit by a flying horse, he would have to lie down for ten and a half days.
The child is so young, he may even die if he is hit.
The female stall owner threw away the fence in her hand, rushed over in a few steps, hugged the child tightly in her arms, and cried loudly.
Su Fan smiled and turned around to continue eating the bowl of wontons.
At this time, the cavalry was whizzing past, and a person behind them turned to look at Su Fan.
The other person was smaller in stature and was obviously a woman. She was wearing a black gauze hat, which covered her face.
When Su Fan saved the child just now, the people around him didn't notice anything, but the female knight saw something fishy.
Su Fan's back was turned to the child. When the horse came running wildly, it was as if there were eyes on the back of his head. He turned around slightly and pulled the child up.
It doesn't look like much, but in the eyes of experts it's remarkable.
Huh! !
This female knight turned out to be a fourth-level qi-training monk.
This was the first person Su Fan saw cultivating immortality after arriving in the Central Plains.
It wasn't until more than a dozen horses roared past that the stall owner realized what he was doing, and the couple came running to thank Su Fan.
Looking at the grateful stall owner, Su Fan just waved his hand.
"It's a simple task, you don't need to take it to heart..."
After he finished speaking, he glanced at the direction the cavalry left and asked: "Who are they, so arrogant..."
The stall owner hurriedly replied: "They are from the Evil Suppressing Department. These people are great. Even the gentlemen of Changchuan Prefecture can't afford to offend them..."
"Suppression of Evil Division..."
Hearing this name and thinking of the female Qi practitioner just now, Su Fan suddenly frowned.
It seems that the cult is not only wreaking havoc in the Western Wilderness, but also causing chaos in the secular countries of the Central Plains.
"Brother, has there been any evil in Changchuan Mansion?"
After hearing this, the stall owner said with a grimace: "I haven't heard of it in the early years. It has been rumored more and more in recent years. The Forbidden Evil Department was established two years ago, but Fucheng has always been quite peaceful."
At this time, the street became chaotic again, and there was a dense sound of footsteps in the distance.
I saw a group of officers and soldiers armed with spears and bows hurriedly walking through the street, and many officers followed on both sides to help maintain order on the street.
Everyone on the street knew that something was definitely going on, and it was not a big deal.
As a result, many stall owners began to withdraw their stalls, and passers-by went home for fear of harming Chiyu.
Su Fan left the wonton stall and continued walking on the street.
He followed the direction that the cavalry had just left, all the way to Xicheng, but was stopped by the officer guarding the intersection.
The streets ahead were under martial law. The streets were deserted and the shops on both sides were closed. Except for the patrolling officers and soldiers, there was no passerby.
Su Fan turned around and walked back. His eyes focused and he completely let go of his consciousness, taking in a panoramic view of the scene hundreds of feet in radius.
I saw a luxurious house surrounded by officers and soldiers. The door of the courtyard had been opened by officers and soldiers, and the entire house was occupied by officers and soldiers.
Unfortunately, there was no trace of life in the huge mansion, and there were hundreds of mummies whose flesh and blood had been devoured.
In a utility room in the backyard of the house, a dozen people from the Suppression Department were gathered around the entrance to a basement.
Su Fan smiled bitterly and shook his head. Unexpectedly, the Central Plains was not peaceful either.
But the appearance of the evil cultivator also made him relieved. Changchuan Fucheng was finally at the right place, and he really found a clue.
He was going to walk around the city and talk to some evil cultivators.
Su Fan walked around the city calmly, his consciousness completely relaxed, and he found the target in a short time.
He came to an alley and stood in front of a courtyard.
Su Fan sniffed and suddenly smelled a familiar smell.
The Luotian Sect has vast supernatural powers, and even in the Central Plains there are people who worship demon statues and practice.
There was a flash of lightning under his feet, and the person had appeared in the yard. He scanned it with his consciousness and locked the target.
In a basement in the courtyard, several people were kneeling in front of a demon statue, worshiping with pious eyes.
Suddenly, they all froze in place, as if their necks were grasped by an invisible hand, which lifted them up from the ground and suspended them in the air.
These evil cultivators were in the early stages of Qi training, and Su Fan easily controlled them by just releasing his spiritual thoughts.
(End of chapter)
