After Song Yu finished speaking, he looked at Jie Nanshi, who was holding a sword to open the way, with a solemn expression. This formation can only be entered but not exited, which means that the core of the formation is still in Zou Ye, and it may be difficult to break the formation from the outside. And with his status as a cheap father, even if he wanted to save the people, he couldn't rashly send more people into the battle.
But politically speaking, it is absolutely impossible for Song Chengwei to enter Zouye personally, whether voluntarily or not. This makes breaking the formation a dead end.
If they want to break the situation, break Zou Ye's situation, break Tianyong Baizhao's situation, they can only rely on themselves.
Song Yu felt a headache and opened the customer service box again to complain.
Song Yu: My plot has reached Zou Ye. Isn't it not good to put such an important matter on someone like me whose level skills are locked? To what extent have your bugs been resolved?
Ye Jiao: Is it possible that you still have potential that no one knows about?
Song Yu: ...You have been with me for a long time, have you already started teasing customers?
Ye Jiao: It’s also something else that I can’t do anything about. I can only wait for the engineer. I want to make you happy.
Song Yu: Then I can only say that you failed to achieve the effect you wanted.
Song Yu closed the dialog box and looked up to see Xie Nanshi looking at him with concern.
Song Yu smiled: "It's okay. It's natural to continue to be disappointed."
Xie Nanshi shook his head: "In the end, you will find that you don't have to be disappointed."
Song Yu wanted to ask again, but Xie Nanshi had already raised his sword again. The mist suddenly rolled like a living thing, like a big ball of silky white silk, revealing Zou Ye inside.
After doing this, Xie Nanshi looked at Song Yu again: "Look."
Song Yu laughed and shook his head. What are you thinking about so much? No matter how difficult the road ahead is, there is still a path leader who can cut it off with a single sword.
…
Jie Nanshi's sword and Song Yu's medicine made a particularly difficult journey for Zheng Yao and Lin Ranshu smooth. It took them almost no time to find their location.
The station was originally a square in the city, and a lot of Xinghai stones were used. Now, all the Xinghai stones from several temples in the city have been collected, and the religious people are taking care of them. In the end, the Xinghai Stones were stacked on top of each other on the high platform in the center of the square, and they were actually stacked five or six feet high. A black-blue tower towered high above, silently and firmly supporting Zou Ye's last piece of pure land.
"Zouye has had many wars in recent years. Therefore, in addition to military households, people from other common people's households are often drafted into the army, at least to serve in military-related corvee. Many people have died. Therefore, many people gather here on weekdays. , pray for the family." Zheng Yao's expression showed a hint of determination, "The state leader finally ordered this place to be the base, not only because it has a wide view, but also because it can accommodate so many people in the city without being easily captured and surrounded. place, but also because he believed that Zou Yeerlang would protect their relatives and friends in their hometown."
"Does this square have a name?" Chen Shirong suddenly interrupted. As a fat man with a rich family and little experience in big battles, he has matured a lot now and can better understand the heavy weight behind Zheng Yao's seemingly understatement.
"It used to be called Pingbeitai because it was the intersection of Ping'an Street and Zhubei Road." After a pause, Zheng Yao continued, "Now it's called Altar Square."
Chen Shirong wanted to ask again, but Song Yu dissuaded him with his eyes. Why did a good place suddenly change its name? It was probably related to the more than 300,000 people who died in Zou Ye.
The closer you get to the altar, the thinner the mist becomes, and you can already faintly see the figures of the guards. Zheng Yao asked Song Yu for instructions and then went to the pass to report the situation. Ah Yi and others had taken the lead earlier, but now that the guards saw the reinforcements from Tianyong's main city with their own eyes, they all gleamed and hurried to greet them. A pair of eyes kept glancing at the leader, Young Master Tianyong.
But when they welcomed the entire team into the altar square, the light in their eyes dimmed. This support army only has a few hundred people, and many of them have no cultivation level. They couldn't crack it with all their strength, and a few hundred people here...were just here to die.
Even if they knew that the handsome young man leading them was Young Master Tianyong, the sky was high and the emperor was far away. It would have been a joy to see a noble person in normal times, but now the situation is precarious... How can these survivors have the thought and energy to maintain the "perfect etiquette" that cannot save their lives? "?
Fortunately, Song Yu is not a fussy person in such an environment. It doesn’t matter whether the people’s support is popular or not. He didn't believe that if he found a way to break the formation, would Zou Ye's prestige be improved?
He asked Zheng Yao to assist Tang Ya and others to settle these hundreds of people first. Then he pulled Xie Nanshi and ran all the way to the altar.
It has to be said that the altar is really high. If it weren't for Jie Nanshi pulling it all the way and knocking the wooden fish twice, he might not have been able to climb up.
"It's better to let you carry me up." There was no one else above, so Song Yu sat directly on the ground without any appearance. In fact, Xie Nanshi had offered to "help" when they were under the altar, but he had taken over the identity of the young city lord. It was too unsightly to be carried away in front of so many people.
After ascending the altar, Song Yu realized that face is really not important sometimes. It's just a group of NPCs, can they still die in the real world?
Jie Nanshi didn't say anything, but walked to the edge of the altar and looked into the distance.
When Song Yu felt that he was finally breathing again, he got up and walked to Jie Nanshi. Just when he was about to speak, he was so shocked by the sight in front of him that he couldn't say a word.
Probably because the station is high enough and the Xinghai Stone is unique enough, from here one can look out over the entire Zou industry, and even vaguely see the relatively complete houses beneath the mist.
Except for the overly dark sky and the lingering fog, the place seems to have maintained its original appearance. But the biggest difference is...except for the altar, the rest of the place is empty and there is no one alive.
The whole city seemed dead.
Song Yu sighed: "No wonder everyone I met along the way was lifeless. Being trapped in a place like this for a long time would make a person crazy. Little Taoist Priest, do you have a solution?"
Xie Nanshi didn't answer, but just pointed in one direction: "Look there."
Song Yu looked in the direction of his finger and found that it should be near the center of the city. If there were faint houses visible in other places, only thick black fog could be seen there: "You Do you suspect there’s a problem there?”
Jie Nanshi nodded: "I plan to go take a look and take the Xinghai Stone with me."
Song Yu calculated his inventory and said carelessly: "No problem, I still have spare grids in my space. I can prepare a few more sets."
This time, Xie Nanshi did not respond: "You stay in the camp."
"Why?" Song Yu's smile froze and he looked at Jie Nanshi in confusion.
"Song Yu, you can't practice. Looking for Guixu can be explained as finding a way to leave this world." Xie Nanshi's tone was calm with a hint of doubt: "Then what is it for this time?"
Song Yu did not answer immediately. He is a player of this game, even if he is confused by this world that is closer to reality. There is always a voice in his heart reminding him that this is a game, and what he has experienced is just the main plot of the game.
So...he wants to follow Jie Nanshi through the plot. But what reason is this? Does this plot really have to go away?
"As a swordsman, if you saw a sword manual, wouldn't you read it? As a practitioner traveling around the world, if you saw other people suffering due to strange ghosts and beasts, would you turn a blind eye? Song Yu said with a smile, "I am a player, so even if this situation is dangerous, I will definitely go there."
But Xie Nanshi shook his head: "You said that you are taking many risks while walking here. In my opinion, it is not necessary."
"You rarely insist on one thing like this." Song Yu looked at Xie Nanshi, who had no intention of giving in, and felt that this kind of persistence could no longer be explained by the so-called "system settings", "I don't have to go, But you also have to be prepared. Wait."
Song Yu sat down on the edge of the altar, took out a pen and paper from the space, and drew all the maps he had opened so far, as well as the map he just saw.
Because the system map is not fully opened, there may be differences in details, but the general route and direction should be good. He handed the map to Jie Nanshi's hand: "Then I'll leave it to the Taoist Master later."
Jie Nanshi looked down at the map in his hand and said nothing for a long time.
Song Yu held his chin and said with a smile, "I'm not so moved."
Xie Nanshi paused, then said: "I just think there should be a detailed map of Zouye City."
Song Yu: ...It cracked.
Song Yu was still full of confidence when he climbed onto the altar, but when he climbed down, he seemed to have lost his soul. Visible decadence.
Zheng Yao originally wanted to go forward and report the situation, but now all the soldiers and monks have settled down. But seeing Song Yu's face, he hesitated and didn't dare to move forward. Instead, Song Yu waved his hand and called Zheng Yao over: "Get a detailed map from Zou Ye."
"Yes, I'll find you right away." Although Zheng Yao was confused, he quickly responded.
Song Yu reluctantly pulled himself together and continued to ask: "Also, where is the densest fog in the center of the city?"
Zheng Yao's expression changed slightly, and he "looked" into the thick fog with some confusion: "That's the direction of the state lord's mansion."
Song Yu did not speak. When the state leader chose to exhaust his spiritual power and die for his country, he was destined to become an eternal god in the hearts of the survivors.
It's too late today, even if you want to check, you have to wait until tomorrow. Even though Song Yu had decided not to go with Jie Nanshi this time, he still prepared many Xinghai stones for him that were easy to carry. In addition, Zou Ye could not replenish his spiritual power now, so he took out many red and blue medicines from the space.
Jie Nanshi quietly watched Song Yu struggling for a long time, and finally couldn't help but said: "That's enough, it's too much to carry around."
Only then did Song Yu stop.
