The last day of Yangshen Festival.
Chen Qingyan witnessed the birth of the leader, who was won by a mysterious young man in his early twenties. With a unique fighting method and an unparalleled sharp sword-shaped magic weapon, he defeated the four major skills of the Perfect Outer Sect and finally won the crown.
When Chen Qingyan left the main peak, he still remembered the despair in the eyes of the short-haired strong man who was defeated by the young man.
That is, despair for the future.
As far as his own strength is concerned, the strong man is already strong enough and is the best among tens of thousands of outer disciples. If the young man had not relied on the strength of the sword, after a short stalemate, the winner would have been the more experienced strong man. Chinese.
rather than youth.
But everyone knows that the mysterious young man is probably the descendant of a certain big shot in the valley, and maybe one of Lingu's geniuses.
Many times, external forces are the key to determining the fate of life.
And you have to admit it.
Chen Qingyan looked gloomy, and in front of him stood Lin Zhongxian with a fake smile.
"Junior brother, I am not to blame for this. The matter in the medicine field is definitely not my intention to show favoritism, senior brother. It is true that someone was injured secretly and needs to be nursed back to health, so I have to take care of him."
Lin Zhongxian looked innocent.
The reason for Chen Qingyan's bad complexion is not this.
"Then you can't force me to switch with him, right? I don't want the job in the medicine field, so I can always choose another one, right? I don't want to go on night patrol."
Lin Zhongxian repeatedly observed the young man in front of him. After a moment, he seemed to understand something. After nodding, he suddenly straightened his face and said in a businesslike manner:
"I Have a Picture Book of Ghosts and Gods"
"Once the Beicheng Night Patrol has determined a candidate, it cannot be changed without authorization unless... the junior brother has enough minor merit deductions."
Hearing this, Chen Qingyan's complexion became even worse. It was his first day on the job today, so how could he achieve such a small feat?
"I'm sorry, junior brother, I'm going to be on night patrol in Beicheng tonight. Senior brother, I happen to know Mr. Jin Yang and mentioned you to him. Oh, by the way, I asked the courtyard and someone said that you are used to cutting meat with a boning knife. I have already received a Zhaoxie Sword for you."
As he spoke, Lin Zhongxian stepped aside, revealing a long knife wrapped in cloth behind him.
Seeing the handle of the knife, the anger on Chen Qingyan's face slowly dissipated.
The matter has come to this, and if he doesn't want to go, he has to go.
The only person who can be called an adult by Lin Zhongxian is a monk, and he is probably his future boss.
He stretched out his hand, picked up the Zhaoxie knife and left without saying any more nonsense.
Behind him, Lin Zhongxian watched him leave silently, the fake smile that had just appeared on his face quickly faded away, and he was no longer expressionless.
…
As evening passed, the last rays of light in Jugucheng disappeared.
Dense dark clouds, like a curtain of disgusting black crows, instantly covered the sky that had been clear for three days.
Rumble——
Thunder and lightning circled.
The sky is filled with flying sand and rocks.
A team of twenty-three people marched from the neat Lingu Avenue into the dark and lightless streets of Beicheng.
Chen Qingyan was walking at the end of the team wearing a raincoat, and his unstable bamboo hat was blown a little askew by the wind.
He pressed the scabbard with his left hand and grabbed the rapidly swinging bamboo hat with his right hand.
We walked like this for half an hour.
rain,
Suddenly it started to rain.
Rumble.
Accompanied by a burst of thunder and lightning.
The sparse raindrops suddenly turned into a downpour.
Chen Qingyan felt the weight of the blow on his body, and his mood became as heavy as the ink in the inkstone.
Just now, he was scolded for no apparent reason.
The person who trained him was none other than Lord Jinyang as Lin Zhongxian called him, a monk.
And this Lord Jinyang was walking at the front of the team at this time. He was not wearing a raincoat, and he had clusters of black flame-like energy that kept away the rain around him.
It is the power of evil.
North City and South City are very different.
There are fewer bone spurs and more puddles. In the center of Beicheng, there are two large lakes connected together, with an area dozens of times larger than Houhai.
In these two large lakes, there are no strange man-eating fish like those in Houhai, but normal fish that can be eaten by mortals.
Most of the fish sold at fish stalls in other urban areas are caught from these two large lakes.
but,
This does not mean that Beicheng Dahu is not dangerous.
The fact is that the existence of the Great Lake provides many evil spirits with a natural ecosystem that is very similar to the outside world.
Some demons who are proficient in water properties are currently hiding at the bottom of the lake.
They did not come from the city gate or the sky, but from the bottom of the lake, from an underground river and sneaked into the North City.
The evil spirit that Zeng Zhaolong said a few months ago was lurking in the North City Lake and attracted many monks to encircle and suppress it.
There are countless fish and shrimps in the lake, which not only provides abundant meat for the residents of Jugucheng, but also provides blood food for these monsters.
The demon is not completely devoid of wisdom. He knows the dangers of Jugu City. Unless he can't help it, he will not easily come ashore to harm people. Therefore, the harm is usually not great, and the monks are not willing to go into the water to catch him.
After so many years, the demon in the lake and Jugucheng have formed a wonderful balance.
All of this has also caused Beicheng to become the most dangerous place among the southeast and northwest districts. However, Yuefeng and Xiaogong are no different from other districts.
If the night patrol teams in other urban areas are occasionally full, then the Beicheng night patrol team will always be short of personnel.
There is such a special place.
There is no doubt that the main inspection place of Chen Qingyan's night patrol team is naturally the Great Lake in Beicheng.
"Hope it's okay."
After passing through the end of the street, there were no more houses around, and the terrain began to collapse layer by layer. Chen Qingyan and his group walked on the terraces covered with mud and grass clippings, and saw from a distance a large lake that was silent and deep, like two drops of thick ink hanging on rice paper. .
As I moved around, I saw an invisible terror from the shoulders of the towering team members, from the heavy rain forming lines of mist, from the endless ripples of the lake.
It was as if it was not a lake, but a deep sea, an abyss.
Chen Qingyan looked solemn.
Body tense.
Instinct told him that this place was dangerous.
His right hand had subconsciously grasped the handle of the knife.
After walking for a while and getting closer to the lake, I realized that the lake was not as calm as it looked from a distance. The waves were surging, and there seemed to be a huge thing making waves in the dark lake.
He observed the surrounding team members. Everyone had heavy faces and their eyes kept scanning.
Obviously, no one dares to take it lightly when facing the Great Lake in Beicheng.
No,
There are still some.
The leader, Lord Jinyang,
This monk,
His expression remains the same.
He didn't take the vision in the lake seriously at all.
In other words, he didn't take the monster at the bottom of the lake to heart.
Chen Qingyan was silent.
Indeed, in the past six months, he had never heard of a monk dying because of the demons that had sneaked into the city.
Jugucheng is the territory of the monks.
However, Lord Jinyang can despise Beicheng Dahu, but he cannot.
It is difficult for non-monks to fight against evil spirits even if they have perfected the Guanyuan Gong.
Not a monk,
After all, we are still human.
Boom! ! !
Wow——
The selected lake suddenly exploded.
The whole procession suddenly stopped.
Stare into the rain.
Chen Qingyan's face was calm, but the knife he held in his right hand had been half a foot out of its sheath. The surface of the knife was as smooth as a mirror. At this time, there were circles of light green smoke spreading...
"There's a demon!"
