"What a big awesome!"

"That's a deer, you fool!"

"Those monkeys are so ugly!"

"Xiaofeng, look, the monkey's butt is red!"

"What happened? Is there still half a year on Zhongyuan Festival?"

"It's a float parade!"

"No, my third brother said, it's the goddess..."

"Where is the goddess? I can't see it!"

"Dirty embryo, you dare to touch me!"

"Who are you? Where are my wife? My wife was squeezed out!"

"What kind of goddess? I've never heard of it..."

The noisy sound broke through the curtain and fell into the ears of everyone.

"Look, I said it, they all forgot me." Mr. Bai said a little lonely.

"The last time you came was the half-step beast king, at least a hundred years ago, right?" Jacques seemed to guess why Mr. Bai encountered a situation where children did not know each other.

Mr. Bai was slightly unhappy: "Yes, it's only over a hundred years. People are really forgetful creatures."

The world has changed for more than a hundred years, which is not long for Mr. Bai, but humans have experienced the ups and downs of generations. All the people back then should have been no longer alive.

As soon as we arrived in front of the city gate, the team stopped again. In addition to Du Yue, there were many strangers wearing various robes.

Du Yue bowed and hesitated for a while and finally said, "Empress Baishan Goddess, the city is about to enter the city. The streets in the city are narrow and steep and difficult to walk. Your footsteps are too wide. Can you trouble you..."

"Even a cliff mandrill, you can climb up the edge of the chasing. If the carriage can be passed, we can pass. Do you want Mr. Bai to walk and climb the mountain?" Shui Zhao on the wild boar's back was displeased.

Royol was built on the mountain, and a main road winds upwards, leading from Zhengyang Gate to the Temple of Light on the top of the mountain, and the carriage can reach the entrance of the temple directly.

Du Yue quickly explained: "Miss, don't worry, the temple has arranged a special car to pick up the White Mountain Goddess, and we have also settled the escorts of the Mountain Goddess. The Mountain Goddess can choose three people to accompany you..."

The so-called narrow road and steep slopes seem to be just an excuse to prevent Mr. Bai from entering the city in a mighty way. This is true.

Mr. Bai casually glanced at the group of people standing next to the chasing, but did not speak.

Du Yue smiled bitterly and said, "This is the arrangement of the high priest. Please give the White Mountain God a weight."

One of the people next to Du Yue stepped forward and bowed and said, "Lu Tuanmo, the head of the Lu family, has seen Grandma Taizu!"

Grandma Taizu!

This title surprised Jacques, and his eyes kept patrolling between Mr. Bai and the man in white-haired and purple-robed robe who was standing.

Mr. Bai's fan suddenly stopped, sat up from the recliner, and said coldly: "I told you last time that my father is from the Lu family, but I am not from your Lu family."

Lu Tuanmo defended slowly: "Grandma Taizu's surname is Bai. I know that my ancestors were considered to be married to the Bai family back then, and I know that, but Grandma Taizu is also a relative of our Lu family after all. According to seniority, it is not too much for me to call you Grandma Taizu."

Mr. Bai said angrily: "Then I will tell you clearly now. Don't call me Grandma Taizu. Be careful, otherwise even relatives will not be able to do it."

Lu Tuanmo took a step back and returned to the crowd, not knowing whether Mr. Bai's warning had been heard.

As soon as this one retreated, another person came forward, spread a roll of silk cloth in his hand, and said loudly: "Bai Jia, the god of Baishan, has an order from Ziwei Palace! I ordered Bai Jia to explain why he left the fief and went to Luoyour to do what he intended?"

Mr. Bai asked disdainfully: "Ziwei Palace? Is this God of Light asking me, or is Wu Tingshan asking me?"

The man in blue-clothed with silk cloth stood up with his head held high, put the silk cloth back into a roll, hugged it in front of his chest, wrapped his right hand with his left fist, turned around and saluted the temple on the top of Aikena Mountain, and then said, "The imperial decree of Ziwei Palace is naturally the will of the God of Light! Do you still doubt it?"

Mr. Bai retorted: "Ziwei Palace is Ziwei Palace, and the God of Light is the God of Light. What you worship is the God of Light. When will it become a palace worship? "

The man in green said proudly: "The order of Ziwei Palace is the oracle of the priests of light. Now I am ordered to ask why you left the Jinshan fiefdom without authorization. Do you care about your side and follow him, don't you want to obey the imperial edict of Ziwei Palace?"

"Haha!" Mr. Bai smiled, "It's just a broken house. Any cat and dog sit inside and say something. You guys who are brainless will treat it as oracles? Joke! Wu Tingshan didn't come to see me, but he sent you people to disgust me."

Du Yue reacted quickly and heard from Master Bai's words that his tone was not good. Thinking of the matter between Master Hei a few years ago, he quickly moved his body back two steps.

As soon as he moved, the man in green was pinched by a big black hand, and a rupture of bones came out. The black hand disappeared, the man in green was bleeding from his seven orifices, and his body collapsed like mud. He exhaled more and had less energy, so he obviously couldn't survive.

Shui Zhao, who was riding a wild boar, ordered loudly: "Keep going!"

Bai Ye's strange beast team continued to move forward. The big horned deer that was leading down lowered its head and the sharp antlers rushed forward. Seeing this, Shen Xiangwei, who was in front of the team, did not dare to stop it, and they all avoided the road and gave way to Bai Ye's team.

Thirty-two mandrills carried the chassis and entered Zhengyang City Gate as if no one was left, heading towards the temple on the top of the mountain.

Du Yue looked at the man in green beside him and felt scared. He had known that these people would have intercepted the city gate, so there would definitely be no good things.

First, he asked him to change the car and then jumped out and the head of the Lu family recognized his relatives. Finally, this thing appeared in a high-profile tone to question Mr. Bai, who was linked together and became more and more flawed.

Fortunately, Mr. Bai's temper is better than Mr. Hei. Mr. Hei directly killed the priest who was greeted by him thirty miles away. In this way, the high priest Wu Tingshan dared not let go of any farts. Later, he took more than thirty priests to the Gold and Silver Mountains to visit the Black and White Mountain God, explaining in person.

"It's all a family, can't you say something? You have to use these tricks that don't come to the table to test it, why bother?" Wang Qing'an walked past Du Yue and patted his shoulder and said.

"Uncle Master... I don't know either. Lin Luanzhi was sent by the high priest Master. I... I just followed his orders. Oh, fortunately, the Goddess of Baishan did not take his anger on me..." Du Yue replied tremblingly.

"While it's still time, hurry up and report to you, Master, the Black and White Mountain God has met a few days ago. This time, Mr. Bai must have met that person to visit the temple, so he must have met him... Anyway, let him take care of himself."

Du Yue also reacted at this time and ran up the mountain. He wanted to convey Wang Qing'an's words to his master as soon as possible, the contemporary high priest who was in charge of Ziwei Hall and the steward of the Kingdom of Light.

His uncle, five years ago, suddenly turned against his brother-like senior brother, resigned from his position as a bachelor's, and returned to the academy to teach. This time, because of the great negotiating of the source stone exchange for food in the Western Empire, the only one in the country who was most familiar with the Western Empire, had served many missions and joined the mission after many old people invited him.

With his familiarity with Royol City, Du Yue walked through the streets and alleys, took a shortcut to the front of Bai Ye's team, and rushed into the temple gate.

The guardian Shen Xiangwei wanted to intercept him, but was blocked by the priest who also stationed in the temple gate and allowed Du Yue to run wildly in the temple.

As a disciple of the high priest, Du Yue's status is a little higher than his peers even if he is not valued by the high priest. He was just sent thirty miles away to greet the White Mountain God in the morning, but now he suddenly ran back and was so panicked that there must be something important. At this time, he intercepted him, no matter whether he offended someone, he might be punished for delaying the important matter. Therefore, the priest who was on duty turned a blind eye and let him in.

Du Yue passed through multiple halls in one breath and finally arrived at Ziwei Hall.

The gate of Ziwei Palace was open, and at the door was a soldier of Shenxiangwei holding a long-handled axe and standing on both sides. A young man in green stood at the door, as if waiting for Du Yue's arrival.

Du Yue arrived at the door but did not dare to break in and said to the little boy: "Han Yun, I have something to ask for the high priest, please inform me quickly."

Han Yun, a young boy in green, is about ten years old, with bright eyebrows and white teeth, and is quite pleasing to Du Yue. He smiled slightly at Du Yue and said, "Senior Brother Du, please come in. The high priest has known that you are coming for a long time. I will wait for you again."

Du Yue skipped past Han Yun without any delay, stepped across the threshold and entered the hall.

The Ziwei Hall is tall and majestic. Sixteen giant pillars embraced by three people support the roof of the hall. There are about a hundred cushions neatly arranged in the spacious hall. This is the seat for the priests to do morning and evening classes and listen to the high priest's instruction.

Du Yue quickly walked through the empty hall and walked straight towards the tall statue of the god in the center of the hall. Below the statue, there was a two-story small platform, three meters above the ground. On the platform, a person sat cross-legged, which was the high priest Wu Tingshan.

Walking downstairs, Du Yue looked up at the master who was thinking about him with his eyes closed, swayed his sleeves, knelt down on one knee, and said, "Master, Baishan God Bai Jia, was committing murder outside the city gate just now and killed Lin Luanzhi, who was passing the order, and is now taking her team of strange beasts to climb the mountain. He should be out of the temple soon."

Wu Tingshan still closed his eyes and said nothing.

Du Yue had no choice but to continue, "Mr. Wang Qing'an's uncle came back on the same road with Bai Jia. He just said to his disciple..."

Wu Tingshan suddenly opened his eyes, and a powerful pressure came, making Du Yue speechless and unable to speak.

After a few breaths, Du Yue recovered and did not dare to speak.

"What did you say? Tell me quickly!" Wu Tingshan said.

"He said... He met a few days ago, and he might have reached some tacit understanding. The White Mountain God will definitely ask to see that one when he comes."

"He said all this..."

"Yes! He asked me to come and tell you as soon as possible."

"I get it, you go back."

Du Yue turned around and walked a few steps when he heard a voice behind him, "Wait a minute! Didn't I ask Ma Miaozhi to intercept the Western Sa mission? How could Wang Qing'an enter the city with you?"

Du Yue quickly turned around and said, "It was the God of Baishan who insisted on taking the envoy of Western Saint with him. She even asked the two of them to chase him. Wang Qing'an came with the envoy of Western Saint."

"I get it, you go!"
Chapter completed!