The five people stood together in a circle, facing outside.
At this time, there were no pedestrians on the street at all.
In the middle of the night, the evil spirits in Manchun Tower were harmful to people, scaring the entire town to the point of closing their doors.
The townspeople in Chongyue Ancient Town are extremely experienced. As long as there is the slightest disturbance, they will not be able to see anyone all night long.
"Walk."
Several people looked at each other and decided to return to the station first.
There was such a big reaction on the weapons, so there must be a demon appearing, either very close to them, or very powerful.
Chen Qingyan looked at the smoke on the knife, which was completely different from the color that briefly appeared in the first half of the night.
"One night, two demons appeared..."
Chen Qingyan finally had a deeper understanding of the dangers of the ancient town. He was very supportive of the decision to return to the station.
Nothing is as important as your own life.
Boom.
On Chongyue East Street, a sudden vibration came from a dark alley.
The few people moved for a moment, and Chen Qingyan's sharp eyes suddenly saw a large amount of asphalt-like slime pouring out of the alley.
Several pale-faced living people were still wrapped in the mucus. They were asking for help and struggling, but not a single sound came out.
More mucus began to coat the surrounding buildings, and the walls of the wrapped houses slowly melted.
Chen Qingyan shrank, turned around and ran away.
Several other people were not slow in their movements either.
The huge thing in the sticky lake can melt even stones. It seems that it is not something that outer disciples like them can handle. In this case, it would be a fool not to run away.
Several people ran all the way.
But not long after running, I heard a scream from behind, and then, a piece of golden magic weapon light bloomed, illuminating the entire street in a golden light.
Chongyue's monks took action.
Several people stopped.
After a while, the golden light continued.
The scream did not sound again. At this time, there was a sound of footsteps coming from all around.
The five people looked around and saw that the Lingu disciples stationed there and the patrol guards from the ancient town were rushing over.
Chen Qingyan suspected that these people dared to come here because they knew that the monk was taking action.
"Is it the demon from Manchun Tower before?"
The strong man walked up to Chen Qingyan. He seemed to have not rested yet.
Chen Qingyan shook his head.
Seeing this, the strong man looked a little ugly.
Despite some speculation, the danger in the ancient town still exceeded expectations.
The Lingu disciples and the ancient town patrolmen stood on separate sides and had no intention of coming over to communicate.
Chen Qingyan vaguely heard someone on the patrol side excitedly praising the monks who took action, but because of the distance, he couldn't hear clearly.
All I know is that the person who took action was a female cultivator, and only one cultivator took action.
It was a tacit understanding that neither the Lingu disciples nor the ancient town patrol had any intention of getting close to the scene. They just watched from a distance. Those who were curious just stood on the roof and watched. More people gathered together to chat. Now that the monks have taken action, Then they have nothing to worry about.
In the blink of an eye, a stick of incense passed.
At this time, the brilliant golden light shining on the street began to converge, and the low-altitude golden light flashed across, revealing an upright-looking female monk in a plain white dress with a golden scimitar coiled around her waist.
The female cultivator glanced at the Lingu disciples, then looked at the ancient town guard with an expressionless face, and said: "The demon has been eliminated, and all the dead people have been burned."
After that, the light disappeared into the sky.
She didn't seem to want to stay in town.
When the Lingu disciples saw that the other party did not mention their side, they dispersed one after another. Some people, including Chen Qingyan and five others, followed the group of ancient town guards, intending to join in the fun.
When Chen Qingyan returned to his previous place, the streets were in tatters, with corpses strewn everywhere. The bodies of the dead were twisted and weird. Some of them were like houses, melted by mysterious power. A thin layer of steam-like green mist filled the air. The surroundings make this place extremely scary.
Chen Qingyan and others stood on the periphery, watching the people in the ancient town put on a layer of oilcloth-like clothing, wrap themselves tightly, then walked in holding a torch, pouring oil, and lighting a fire. The movements were very streamlined and skillful.
After watching for a while, Chen Qingyan lost interest.
But before their patrol work ended, they started patrolling the streets again.
Before dawn, two incidents of demons harming people occurred overnight, and more than twenty people died. The townspeople were even more afraid to go out, and no one could sleep.
When he came to Manchun Building again, Chen Qingyan found that many people had gathered here and they were busy. Some people were stopped outside and yelled, saying that they had lost money or something and wanted Manchun Building to compensate.
But the guard at the door didn't care and didn't say anything back, he just didn't allow them to enter.
When the five Lingu people passed by the door of Manchun Building, someone tried to comment on them, but they were glared back.
Chen Qingyan subconsciously touched his belly. The money here was partly contributed by these people.
But he won't give it back. Those who can come here to enjoy themselves must be rich or noble. If there are no evil spirits, he hopes that this kind of thing will happen more often.
With all the noise, Manchun Tower became the liveliest place in the entire Chongyue Town.
Looking at this scene, the patrolmen knew that the night was over. As for whether similar things would happen in the future, it would depend on luck.
At dawn, Chen Qingyan returned to the Lingu station. After changing his shift, he started a new round of cleaning without any time off.
A living area for fifty people is bound to be dirty.
The two stone halls on the left were okay. One was a monk's residence and the other was for enshrining spiritual weapons. They didn't need to go in and clean them. They only had to tidy up the open space in the middle and clean the stone hall where the disciples lived.
The sky is getting brighter and brighter, and more and more people are getting up.
After a while, the cake-faced female disciple also came over to clean up.
Then, there was another disciple who was about the same age as Chen Qingyan.
The last person didn't arrive until they finished cleaning.
He came over and apologized, saying that he overslept.
Chen Qingyan and others didn't care.
After breakfast, Chen Qingyan washed up and returned to the room to rest. However, the few people who came back chatted so loudly that he couldn't sleep.
"Gene Era"
He looked at them expressionlessly for a while before his voice became softer.
Chen Qingyan fell asleep.
"Tch, what are you pretending to be?"
Tan Shidan grunted and walked out.
Mo Zhizhen chuckled, chased after him, put his arms around the other person's neck, and said a few words.
Soon, there were only two people left in the room. They looked at each other and walked towards Chen Qingyan on the bed.
"Wang Teng."
One of them shouted softly.
Chen Qingyan opened his eyes and looked at them.
"We...can we borrow your book and read it?"
Shi Shanchong pointed to the cage leaning against the corner.
The other person also looked at him expectantly.
"Okay, but you can't let me lose it or make it dirty."
Chen Qingyan said.
"Don't worry, it won't be."
Shi Shanchong said happily.
Chen Qingyan stopped responding and lay on the bed, closed his eyes, his breathing slowly became even, and he fell asleep after a while.
For sleeping, he has his own method to fall asleep quickly and improve sleep quality.
In fact, if you force yourself to sleep, you can sleep in noisy environment.
When he woke up, the sun was already setting.
This time he slept deeply and missed lunch.
