People who often kill and lick blood will have a certain aura in them, and people who are familiar with this kind of aura can distinguish it.
Call it evil spirit.
As a guard, a guard of a wealthy businessman should obviously not have such a strong and persistent evil spirit that is often immersed in killings. This kind of evil spirit is most common among those in the Border Guards Army, followed by people like thieves or sword masters.
And even if the evil spirits were lingering in the past, the evil spirits will shrink and no longer be obvious after a long period of peace, or they may simply dissipate.
The guards accompanying a wealthy businessman obviously shouldn't have such heavy evil aura on them. And thieves don't have the ability to hang around these top wealthy businessmen. The only explanation is that due to the influence of the Yuzhong Prefecture, the people from the sword shop in Yuzhong were able to use the identities of these wealthy merchants in Yuzhong to reach Yongchuan City.
No wonder I couldn't find it before, it turned out to be so hidden. Bai Lang thought to himself.
"Bailang, the people in Yuzhong are demonstrating against us! Look, they raised their heads and looked at us both!" Zhang Xun's words were already a little angry.
Now that the plight of the knife studio and the main enemy are clearly distinguished from top to bottom, the murderous intention naturally rises when seeing the opponent's provocation.
"Hey, isn't this Zhang Hongdao? You didn't sit back and guard in the Ma Sheng Alley. You dared to run around outside. Aren't you afraid of being hacked to death?"
Turning around, five people dressed similarly to Bai Lang and Zhang Xun came up from the stairs. The daggers at their waists also revealed their identities.
Zhang Xun took a sip and said disdainfully: "Li Li, I haven't seen you for so long, you are still the same bitch! You still sound like farting when you talk, and everything in your head is really full of shit."
"You think I'm a bad talker? Where are you? Your family has been taken away from home, and so many people have died. If you don't go to mourn and come here to watch a woman playing the piano, you are unfilial! Go back and hug your family. Go ahead and cry, Tang Zuodao! Otherwise, if someone launches a surprise attack for you, you will have to collect the corpses when you go back! Hahaha!"
"Li Li, you are so enthusiastic about making sarcastic remarks, are you also part of the people who attacked us?"
"You fart! Zhang Xun, you can eat whatever you want and don't talk nonsense! Do you know who the person who attacked you, Mr. Hammer? Maybe I will know when you are knocked over, and I will burn paper for you then."
Bailang has never been good at this kind of scolding, but he has seen it a lot.
At first glance, you may think that swearing is just cursing, but if you look closely, it actually contains temptations, provocations and even verbal traps. If you don't deal with it correctly, you will be held accountable later. Not to mention how much you will suffer, at least you will lose face on the scene.
Zhang Xun was obviously a good player in the scolding battle. He stabbed the opponent and found that Li Li was really furious. It seems that they are indeed worried that the sneak attack will have something to do with them.
Because by now, anyone with a discerning eye would know at a glance that it is no longer a dispute at the swordsmanship level, but a contest between the Yongchuan City Lord's Palace and the Yuzhong Prefecture.
If the people from Lin Yue Knife Hall made a sneak attack at this time, it would be "collaborating with the enemy" and "rebellion" against the Lord's Mansion of Yongchuan City. They dare not wear this hat.
"Burn the paper for me? Haha, Li Li, you, do you know why I look down on you? Because you always like to talk nonsense. If you want me to die, why don't you do it? You are so cowardly as a dead dog. Likewise, I don’t know how you became a red knife. Is this the style of your knife studio? Are you a coward?"
Zhang Xun's combat power exploded, and he opened several mouths at once, making the people from the Lin Yue Knife Hall who came to provoke him very angry. But no one dares to take action. Especially since Lin Yue is still sitting on the second floor, if his men start a fight with someone on the third floor after a quarrel, it will be a huge loss of face.
Bailang was actually provoked, but he simply ignored it. You can't do anything, there's no point in arguing.
Listening to Zhang Xun's enthusiastic battle with one enemy, Bai Lang's attention quickly returned to the surrounding lanterns. He is using his "Formation Fragments" to speculate on the function of the formation patterns on the chips attached to these lanterns. This will be helpful for him to practice "Fragments of Formation".
For example, the formation patterns on the incomplete Five Ghost Transport Dish that he got from Huang Yi before were included in the "Formation Fragments" in the attribute panel under Bailang's "comprehension". Once included, , the general effect of the evil-suppressing formation pattern can be known by Bailang.
"It seems like the formation patterns related to the soul?" Bailang seemed to have guessed something. But the collection mechanism of the property panel is not triggered. Obviously this judgment is not enough. After all, this was different from when the female ghost Lingyu taught me step by step. It was a fragmented message that had to be connected into a piece.
Just as Bai Lang was pondering the lanterns around him, giving people the impression of being lonely and neurotic, the people in Shuanghua Building had already arrived one after another.
The circle of intellectuals who had gathered to talk on the first floor also dispersed. The literary giants were seated on the first floor, even at the front, and were treated with great respect and dignity. Then some heavyweight wealthy businessmen and high-ranking officials also took their seats.
Bailang looked sideways at three of them, the three Qi Masters who reacted extremely strongly. And these three people were also sitting in the middle of the stands on the first floor. Even the chairs are different from others. Identity is evident.
Bai Lang only knew one of the three, Feng Mingyuan, the lord of Yongchuan City.
The other two were a middle-aged man and a young man. The middle-aged people are the main ones, and the young people are the followers. Even with Feng Mingyuan's status in Yongchuan City, he deliberately lagged half a step behind when walking with this middle-aged man.
Moreover, the aura of the Qi Refiner in the middle-aged man is much stronger than that of Feng Mingyuan. Just like the difference between a big river and a small stream.
Who is this person? Bai Lang guessed the identity of the other party after a little thought. The person with a higher status than Feng Mingyuan should be the "Shang Envoy" rumored outside, and that young man is a follower of the "Shang Envoy"? Or is it something like a disciple?
The most important people had arrived, and Shuanghua Tower did not dare to delay any longer, so a burst of crystal rain fell from the roof of the building. The bright crystals were as dreamlike as a living thing, and actually merged into hundreds of trickles that were filled with hangings. The lanterns on the floor made the originally dim lanterns even more radiant, just like ice crystal sparks.
At the same time, groups of musicians came out from behind the stage, and the instruments in their hands sounded, melodiously and gracefully, like a hundred birds singing in unison.
Even though Bailang was music-blind and had seen too many bizarre images in another world, the scene before him still shocked him. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart: Shuanghua Tower is indeed worthy of its name! There is something about this scene!
Especially the music in my ears, the pure music can actually penetrate directly into the soul. Even closing your eyes will give you a relaxing feeling like being in a quiet forest.
but
[Note that there is a risk of hallucination when the soul is disturbed by sound attacks. The risk is currently slight. 】
(End of chapter)
