Xu Shi.
West Market.
The lights are bright and there is a lot of people.
He Ping'an had enough to eat and drink, and took Hong Xifei, who had already accepted the baptism of thought, to the lantern festival to enjoy the lanterns.
"Sir, look at the beautiful lanterns there..."
Hong Xifei pointed not far away, her beautiful big eyes full of surprise and admiration.
He Pingan followed her green-white hand and saw not far away, a five-foot-long giant dragon lantern with a long body and long beard and hair, dancing in the air.
"And there, there is such a big chicken..."
On a high platform in the distance, there is a rooster about three feet tall with a crest as red as fire.
He Pingan smiled and nodded, thinking to himself.
A trace of pity flashed in her eyes at the same time. Hong Xifei grew up in Southern Xinjiang, and later came to Xuanyang City. She was trapped in the Marquis Mansion every day and rarely went out.
In the past, people spent the Moon Worship Festival alone.
After eight years in the Drug Testing Department, apart from staring at each other with He Ping'an, there was no chance to celebrate the holidays.
Today, as He Ping'an went out, he suddenly saw the bustling scene in the West Market. Naturally, everything he looked at felt novel.
Before the Daxuan Dynasty, there were lantern festivals only during the Shangyuan Festival, but Emperor Jiaming got a legend from somewhere that said that the later you sleep on the night of the Moon Worship Festival, the longer you will live.
Not long after the Eternal Life Palace was built, an imperial edict came out from the palace that a lantern festival would also be set up during the Moon Worship Festival.
Three days before and after, the curfew was lifted.
At that time, Emperor Jiaming will also celebrate with the people at Xuandemen.
The busier it is, the better, and the later it is, the better.
From then on, Daxuan also had the habit of admiring lanterns during the Moon Worship Festival.
Thousands of lanterns and trees shine, and the bright moon chases everyone.
As the sky gets darker, the bright jade plate slowly hangs in the air, and the lantern festival gradually reaches its climax.
Lights of various colors appear constantly, which is dizzying.
In the West Market, people were coming and going. In addition to the Daxuan people, there were also some foreigners from the People's Republic of China with a big hole in their chests, people from the Bai Republic of China with white skin and blue eyes, people from the Qigong Country with one hand and three eyes, etc. people.
"Sir, why are there so many foreigners here?"
Hong Xifei asked curiously.
He Ping'an explained softly: "Daxuan adheres to the strategy of making friends from far away and attacking closely, and strictly guards against the demon clan."
“On the contrary, these foreigners’ countries are in foreign lands, far away from Daxuan’s land, and they basically pose no threat to Daxuan.
"So as long as there are customs clearance documents, Daxuan will allow entry to do business."
"Oh, I see."
Hong Xifei nodded and asked curiously: "Sir, when I lived in Yongchun Marquis Mansion before, it was relatively close to Dongshi and I had been there several times. Why didn't I see a few people of foreign races there?"
He Ping'an smiled and asked: "Xi Fei, do you know the origin of the word "buying things"?
Hong Xifei shook her head curiously and urged: "Sir, don't be so pretentious and tell me directly."
"In our Xuanyang City in Daxuan, the East Market is mainly for trade within Daxuan, while the West Market is mainly for business envoys from various countries, and many rare treasures have been gathered here."
"So the Western Market is also the place with the largest number of foreigners."
"As long as people buy things, they will think of the East Market and the West Market, so the word shopping comes into being."
The two of them chatted and walked around, and soon arrived at the central area of the West Market.
The flow of people here increased, and it suddenly became crowded, and it was very lively.
At this time, a huge peacock lantern floated over their heads.
He Pingan's consciousness swept over, and his expression suddenly changed.
The peacock lanterns look colorful on the outside, but they are filled with countless colorful poisonous insects inside.
There were at least hundreds of thousands of people in the West City at this time. If the lanterns suddenly broke out, I don’t know how many people would die from the poisonous insects.
"call......"
He Ping'an waved his sleeves gently, and a strange strong wind suddenly rose from the ground, blowing the peacock lantern towards the city defense camp.
"Why did the wind suddenly pick up?"
Several people dressed as businessmen tried their best to control the direction of the peacock lanterns, but instead they were carried away to the vicinity of the city defense camp.
At this time, all fools knew that the wind was unusual.
The businessman shouted loudly, and his aura surged. They were all third-level Gu cultivators.
One of them muttered something, and the poisonous insect in the peacock lantern was about to move and want to crawl out of the lantern.
But at this time, the colorful lantern paper wall, which was originally broken by a poke, was like a copper wall and an iron wall, tightly wrapping the poisonous insects in it, unable to fly out at all.
Seeing that the lanterns could not be controlled, several people spilled a small number of poisonous insects from their arms and pounced on the nearest crowd, trying to cause chaos.
"Be bold!"
Just a loud shout was heard, and a silver gun suddenly appeared in the city defense camp. The light was distorted, the sounds of the people running away, and the Gu cultivators' shouts suddenly seemed like a silent pantomime.
The silver spear flew from the sky like a string of candied haws, penetrating the bodies of several Gu cultivators one after another, and then flew back, firmly nailing the bodies of several Gu cultivators to the city wall.
As the blood was spilled and the poisonous insects were burned, everything returned to normal.
However, at this moment, a riot suddenly broke out in Dongshi, more than ten miles away.
The same peacock lantern suddenly exploded, and countless poisonous insects flew out of it, biting many people in an instant.
As the people fled in all directions, another stampede occurred, and there were many casualties.
The policemen and guards in Dongshi had little effect in the face of the dense swarms of poisonous insects and the chaotic situation in which humans and insects were intertwined.
"Damn it!"
He Ping'an's face was as cold as frost. How did these southern Xinjiang Gu cultivators sneak into Xuanyang City.
He can also cause riots in both East and West markets at the same time.
There was no time to delve deeper, so he ordered Hong Xifei to go home immediately, and then he appeared in Dongshi in a flash.
Seventy-two Earthly Evil Techniques: Invite!
The consciousness moved to the extreme, covering an area of thousands of feet, separating the poisonous insects from people, and then a mysterious force of heaven and earth fell, recruiting all the poisonous insects into his hands.
As soon as I thought, golden light flashed, and all the poisonous insects were roasted to a golden color.
The magical power of Nongwan is activated at the right time, compressing the poisonous insects into the shape of a pill, and takes it all into the mouth. It is crunchy and tastes good.
Mana increases for one day, mana increases for half a day...
A stream of chaotic memories of poisonous insects came over him, and He Ping'an felt like he was in a trance. He quickly recited the Qingxin Jue silently, forcibly suppressed all the memories, and flashed to another part of the East City.
Twenty breaths later, He Ping'an had cleaned up all the poisonous insects in Dongshi.
He Ping'an breathed a long sigh of relief. He had swallowed the poisonous insect just now. Although his magic power had increased for three years, his soul was a little unstable after being hit by so many memories. He still couldn't be so rash in the future.
If we want to eat poisonous insects, let’s eat high-end ones!
What about six-winged frost centipedes, six-winged celestial silkworms, bloodthirsty black ants and mosquitoes... These should taste better when roasted, and the rewards will be more generous.
"Whizzing……"
A series of sounds broke through the air, and only then did Zhao Yun from the city defense battalion and several upper-level third-level monks rush to the east city.
He Pingan didn't want to meet them face to face, and his figure gradually turned into a shadow and disappeared.
They have done many things like rescuing the remaining poisonous insects and treating the people, so I believe there will be no problems.
Back at the house, Hong Xifei hasn't arrived home yet.
He Ping'an recalled today's Gu cultivator riot. These Gu cultivators sacrificed so many poisonous insects, seven or eight middle-grade Gu cultivators, for what purpose?
Could it be just to create chaos in Xuanyang City?
You must know that even if Xuanyang City does not have super-grade people in charge, there are still nearly a hundred upper-grade third-grade monks. Even if they have ten times more poisonous Gu cultivators, they will not be able to cause much trouble.
There may be more casualties among the people, but the high-level monks of Daxuan will not have much impact.
There is a big difference between a world with immortals and a world without immortals.
At this moment, a cold and stern voice suddenly came from the sky above Xuanyang City. The sound was deafening and enveloped hundreds of miles of Xuanyang City: "All people go back to their houses quickly. Tonight's lantern festival is cancelled. In half an hour, the whole city will be under curfew!"
Then all the large arrays that had been open for more than ten years in Xuanyang City were opened, and the pale golden array light enveloped the entire Xuanyang City.
Then groups of soldiers from the city defense battalion and policemen from the six gates came out and began to take to the streets to maintain order and enforce the curfew.
In the Palace of Eternal Life, the masters of catching demons and suppressing demons are also dispatched one after another to hunt down demons and aliens throughout the city.
He Ping'an sighed, Xuanyang City began to become unstable.
