"It smells like ancestral spirits, it's still alive, it's interesting." Naturally, the one-eyed old man wouldn't explain anything to us. He said these incomprehensible words as he went downstairs, and his voice gradually became inaudible.

Is this why he helped us? We smell like ancestral spirits? God knows that so-called ancestral spirit almost swallowed us.

However, the key point should be that you are still alive. My master and I didn’t want to think too much. In short, we really couldn’t think of a long-term plan in this situation. We could only take it one step at a time, so my master and I ran directly towards the room pointed by the old man.

After entering, there was indeed a window facing the street in that room, and this house happened to be on the edge of another street. Seeing an opportunity that no one was paying attention to, my master and I jumped off the second floor without hesitation.

The second floor of the stilt building is quite high. Jumping like this would hurt my master and me. Fortunately, I have been physically fit since childhood and my body coordination is also good. I took protective actions in time. Apart from the pain, it was nothing serious.

But Master and I couldn't care less about the pain in our bodies. We gritted our teeth and got up, without even daring to take a breath, we lowered our heads and quickly walked out of the street.

Fortunately, our clothes were very dirty and we couldn't even tell, and our faces were also very dirty, so no one noticed us. And I also found that my unintentional move was coincidentally right, because I used the corner of my eye to look at it.

From what I can see, some people's faces and bodies do look like they've worked hard. Are people in this town used to working in the early morning?

I was too lazy to think about this, so I just walked with my master. This short alley soon came to the end and reached the main street.

The main street was bustling with people as before. Before, some people automatically gathered on the main street. At this time, the patrol team deliberately drove people to the main street. At this time, I noticed

The people in these patrol teams also have weapons in their hands.

Although this weapon is not as well-equipped as the army's weapons, at least it is a hot weapon in everyone's hands.

To be honest, I don’t know how useful this thermal weapon is to cultivators, but the most timely suppression is absolutely possible. In addition, are all the people in this town really cultivators? The answer is of course

is negative.

Master and I mingled in the crowd, and I pulled Master's sleeves, just to avoid being separated by the dense crowd. There were only about two hundred people here this time, but there were thousands of people in the town. The reason for the suppression was,

Or is it because ordinary people are afraid of thermal weapons, and cultivators are worried about ordinary people?

"Master, you are so arrogant. Aren't there people in charge of the town over there?" I whispered in Master's ear.

Master pursed his lips at me and motioned me to look towards the courtyard over there. There was no one around this morning and it was extremely quiet. I thought about it carefully and found that today seems to be the weekend and the concierge also said that this town suddenly appeared.

Yes, due to lack of manpower, people from the big town next door can only come to manage it temporarily, but the nearest neighbor is also far away.

If you think about it carefully, everything seems like a calculated conspiracy! No matter how arrogant Yang Sheng is, he would not dare to go against the state machinery openly.

And before I looked away, I suddenly saw the patrol team pulling out a person from the concierge. That person was obviously a little confused and frightened. Wasn't he the enthusiastic concierge from before?

"Master, let's help him." There is a saying that it takes thousands of turns back in the past life to get through this life. It is also a kind of fate that we sat down and drank with the concierge for so long in the middle of the night. I

It's not like you want to abuse a good person in such a critical situation.

Just think about it carefully, as Yang Sheng wants to carry out a secret operation that does not follow the truth, he must be careful to guard against it. The outcome of this concierge will not be too good.

As for the fact that Master and I are cultivators, the old man guarding the mountain intersection must have told us that we could leave, right? It seems that he knew that this operation was targeted. However, the concierge is just an ordinary person with no background.

, and from ancient times to the present, it seems that it is not too strange for some people to disappear.

That's how I felt compassion.

But what should I do specifically? I haven't made a plan in my mind yet, but Master just nodded and frowned at my suggestion, and he must have been planning it carefully in his mind.

As time passed, more and more people were driven to the main street. Originally, the so-called main street of this small town was not very spacious. Now, almost thousands of people from the small town have gathered, and it is even more...

It's crowded.

It was already past 9 o'clock in the morning when this commotion started. The summer sun is always very diligent. It was already hanging high in the sky after 9 o'clock. It was shining hotly, drying out people's sweat and evaporating it.

Dispersed in the air, this street was filled with a boring and suffocating atmosphere for a while, and it was filled with a very complex smell.

It is easiest to lose calm in such an atmosphere. The environment affects me and I have to recite the meditation mantra silently in my heart. Although I am impulsive, I also know that staying calm at critical moments can seize the slightest opportunity and reverse my destiny.

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Different from the noise caused by these people at the beginning, more and more people gathered on the street, and the town became quieter and quieter. Only the occasional sound similar to the "buzzing" of bees could be heard.

It was so low that no one talked about anything anymore, which made it inconvenient for me to talk to Master.

I have been paying attention to my surroundings and found that although being squeezed into the crowd can hide myself, from another aspect, it is no different from locking myself in an iron barrel. And I also know clearly that here,

Under such circumstances, I am afraid that only a chaos can give Master and me the best possible situation.

In addition to this, I also noticed one thing sensitively, that is, the concierge seemed to have received 'special' treatment. He was actually taken to an open truck that surrounded the town. I saw him from a distance and seemed to be very happy.

I was so scared that my whole body was trembling.

I looked a little bored, so I lowered my head and took it to the car. Isn’t this just adding fuel to the fire? But before I had time to think too much, I heard the cheers of the patrol team. I looked up and saw that in the small town,

At the edge, at the alley entrance into the mountain, there were at least three teams of people shouting at a line of people to hurry up, just like herding animals.

I knew at a glance that these people should have been driven out from the alley where we entered and went down the mountain. When I looked carefully, I saw that they were about ten old men. I didn't have time to count them, so I just took a general look. The one who was there before

Master and I pointed out that the one-eyed old man passing by was among them.

Are these old men very powerful? They actually have to use three teams to drive them away? And I have already sensed that some of the people in these teams may be normal cultivators, while others are obviously 'Yang Sheng brand' zombies with great combat capabilities.

It is said that this is not low, it can be regarded as a 'serious' treatment!

However, these old men didn't seem to be too scared. Instead, they stared at the people in the town, with a trace of worry in their eyes. Is this supposed to be the so-called 'throwing the rat away'? It's not much different from my previous judgment. The town's

Ordinary people 'suppress' practitioners to some extent.

This reminds me of one thing. I have never seen the old man sitting in front of the stone sculptures at the entrance of the mountain, smoking a cigarette. Did he really not come down the mountain? He was indifferent to the situation in the town?

But as he said, what happened in the village is none of our business. We don’t know anything! We can’t guess what happened in the town. The only thing my master and I can do is to wait silently for the opportunity.

After the old men were driven into the crowd, the town seemed to be 'emptied' of people. The patrol teams began to disperse quickly, like martial law, standing in two rows front and back, suppressing the crowd, and then

The crowd rushed to the edge of the street.

The street was originally narrow, but now that people are crowded together, there is almost no gap between flesh and flesh, and the suffocation in the air has become more and more dull. My mind can't help but feel a little dizzy.

At this moment, the sound of an engine sounded, and the modified off-road vehicle began to slowly drive into the street. There was a person standing in front of the off-road vehicle. On such a hot day, it was difficult for him to wear a suit without any logo.

He was wearing a black short-sleeved uniform, even the buttons on the collar were neatly buttoned, and the lowered brim of the hat cast a shadow that made it difficult to see his eyes clearly, but the half of his face that was exposed was as sharp as a knife or an axe.

He really exudes a temperament that only a soldier can have.

The off-road vehicle drove slowly through the street. This man turned his head and looked around majestically from time to time. I cursed in my heart: "You really think you are an officer in the army when you are wearing a uniform? Are you holding a 'military parade'?" But I just thought.

Just thinking about it, because after the row of old people appeared, the entire main street became completely quiet. People were in a terrible silence, and even the low "buzzing" sound of bees disappeared.

The off-road vehicle finally stopped in the middle of the street in the town. The man standing in the vehicle suddenly stepped on the seat, stood a little higher, looked back and forth majestically, and then started without any sloppiness at all.

Speak.

He did not use any sound transmission equipment, just spoke normally like this, but the whole street echoed with his deep bass.

"This is not the first time we have met. Over the past few days, people in the town must be very familiar with us. This town is not simple! It makes us very interested and full of curiosity! However, no matter what, I am a knowledgeable person.

People with principles, this principle is not to touch ordinary people."

These words were very high-sounding. What kind of medicine was this man selling? I was still guessing, but the deep bass echoed in the town again.

"However, I am a principled person, but I put one thing above the principles, that is, the rules do not apply to ordinary people in principle. The premise is that things should be done according to my rules."
Chapter completed!