"It smells like ancestral spirits, it's still alive, it's interesting." Naturally, the one-eyed old man wouldn't explain anything to us. While saying these incomprehensible words, he went downstairs, and his voice gradually became inaudible.
Is this why he helped us? Do 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. When we entered, 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, Master and I jumped off the second floor without hesitation.
The second floor of the stilted 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 walked out of this street quickly.
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 Just looking at it, some people's faces and bodies really look like they have 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 men in these patrol teams also had 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 definitely possible. Plus, are all the people in this town really cultivators?" The answer is of course no.
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 realized 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.
Thinking about it carefully, everything seems like a well-planned conspiracy! No matter how arrogant Yang Sheng was, 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 wine with the concierge for so long in the middle of the night. I don't want to be 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 consequences of this concierge will not be too good.
As for the fact that Master and I are cultivators, the old man guarding the mountain road must have told us that we can leave, right? It was as if he knew the operation was targeted. However, the concierge is just an ordinary person with no background, and it doesn't seem too strange that some people have disappeared since ancient times.
It was just like this that I felt compassion.
But how to do it specifically? I haven't made a plan in my mind yet, but Master just nodded and frowned at my proposal, so he must have been planning it carefully in his mind.
As time passed, more and more people were rushed to the main street. Originally, the so-called main street of this small town was not very spacious. Now, almost a thousand 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 has always been very diligent. It was already hanging high in the sky after 9 o'clock. It was shining hotly, exposing people's sweat.It steamed up and dispersed in the air. The 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 must 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. .
Different from the noise when these people appeared 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 was heard. It was so low that no one talked about anything anymore, which made it inconvenient for me and Master to talk.
I have been paying attention to my surroundings and found that although being squeezed in 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 very strange. Afraid, my body was trembling with fear.
I felt 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 at the edge of the town, at the alleyway into the mountain, there were at least three teams of people shouting at a row of people. Hurrying people is like driving 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 there were about ten old men. I didn't have time to count, so I just took a rough look. Master and I pointed out that the one-eyed old man passing by was among them.
Are these old men very powerful? It took three teams to drive them away? As for the people in these teams, I have already sensed that some may be normal cultivators, while others are obviously "Yang Sheng brand" zombies. Their combat effectiveness is said to be not low, and they are treated as "solemn"!
However, these old men did not 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 "rat-throwing weapon"? There is not much difference from my previous judgment. Ordinary people in the town 'suppressed' the cultivators to a certain 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? Is the town so indifferent to him?
But as he said, the affairs of the village are none of our business. We don’t know anything! We can't guess what happens in the town. The only thing Master and I can do is to wait silently for the opportunity.
Ever since the old men were driven into the crowd, the town seemed to have been '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 slightly 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. The lowered brim of the hat cast a shadow that made it difficult to see his eyes clearly, but the exposed half of his face was as sharp as a knife or an ax. 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 eerily silent, 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. spoke.
No sound transmission equipment was used, just a normal speech, 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! We are very interested and full of curiosity! However, no matter what, I am a knowledgeable person. A person with principles, and this principle is not to touch ordinary people."
These words are very high-sounding. What kind of medicine is this person selling? I was still guessing that 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."