The light rain stopped, but the sky was still gloomy and refused to be cheerful; the night swept up like a cloth, and there was no stars or moon, as if the next round of rain was brewing.

This New Year's Eve, it seemed a bit ghostly.

Because I sold two more characters and received two hundred cents, I was very rich at once. With Ye Junsheng's insistence, the supper was particularly rich.

After dinner, it was Ye Junmei's turn to suggest going shopping in the market.

At night, the lanterns are like forests, which are particularly brilliant, illuminating the huge Yangzhou City like a city that never sleeps. Many bustling main roads are decorated with lights and even more dazzling.

The noisy and lively voices soared into the sky. There were countless blood and energy that were invisible to the naked eye, swaying and condensed, forming a piece, covering the sky, like an umbrella.

Tens of thousands of incense were emitted, gathering towards the direction of the City God Temple, like an invisible stream, carrying countless people's wishes...

Such things are not something that the naked eye can see clearly.

Ye Junsheng felt the mighty power of the people, and couldn't help but raise his head, narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at it in vain.

The Yangzhou City God, a heavyweight god, must be coming to the City God Temple at this time, enjoying these incense with relish.

Shinto is different from wise ways. While absorbing incense, they also have auxiliary methods to filter out the backlash impact of their will. This greatly reduces the restriction, but at the same time, also reduces the effect.

"What a pity..."

He sighed softly, as if he couldn't eat it when he saw the delicious food. It was quite regretful. Ye Junsheng knew very well that these incense were not something he could intercept. Not to mention anything else, I am afraid that once the soul and soul leave their bodies and swallow the incense, they will be discovered by the Great City God immediately.

By then, even if you have the mysterious yellow stone seal of heaven and earth, you cannot hide it.

The function of magic weapons varies from person to person; secondly, if you use magic weapons to display magical powers, your appearance will be gone.

"Brother, let's go!"

Ye Junmei, wearing a new dress, shouted crisply.

Ye Junsheng noticed that she was holding something in her hand, wrapped in cloth. He asked, "What are you holding?"

Ye Jun smiled and said, "You will know later."

Ye Junsheng was silent and didn't ask much questions. He took the lead. When he left the courtyard and walked in the alley, he met some nearby residents, and they all greeted him politely.

There is no doubt that after a riot during the day, Ye Junsheng's popularity has skyrocketed. Although he is a new tenant, he has become a topical figure in the surrounding people's homes: he seems to be in a down-and-out, but a piece of calligraphy can sell money for hundreds of cents, and his future is limitless!

In addition, a delicate and transcendent girl is followed by her. She has added a bit of mystery invisibly.

But no matter what, the neighbors already understand that Ye Junsheng and his sister would not live in the outer city of Yangzhou for a long time, and they were destined to be passers-by. Some people who are flirting even speculate that Ye Junsheng may have come from afar and participated in the talent competition...

If this is true, then the identity is very different. It is said that only a hundred people are qualified to participate in the competition. Even if there are some extra people, only a hundred people will come forward.

After leaving the alley and entering the inner city street, I suddenly felt the noisy and lively atmosphere of the New Year. But I saw that the streets were shoulder to shoulder, and some areas even reached the point where they were in a state of being in a mess.

Too many people!

It is a bit more crowded than the situation in Jizhou.

To be honest, Ye Junsheng was not very interested in the lively and blocked situation, and his temperament became quiet. However, on New Year's Eve, it was his sister's suggestion, so naturally it would not disappoint.

At this time, Ye Junmei turned her wrist and unbuttoned the cloth bag she carried, took out a pair of exquisite fox masks and put them on her face, covering her beautiful appearance.

It turns out that the little girl is carrying such a gadget.

Ye Jun was blessed to his heart. He remembered that this thing was bought during the Lantern Festival this year. Ye Junmei couldn't put it down and liked it very much. He kept it with him cherish it. Now that he went shopping, there were many people and mixed people, and he could undoubtedly avoid a lot of trouble after wearing it on his face.

In fact, there are also many ladies from home and girls from small families who come out, and they are used to wearing veils or masks, which is not surprising.

Although Tianhua Dynasty is not harsh about the distinction between men and women, the concept of women's family not showing up easily has been formed for a long time, and it is still quite particular.

Shopping is not only a cool job, but also a technical job.

Ye Junsheng seemed very incompetent, straightforward, like a piece of wood following his sister, looking at her nose and nose, and at first glance, it seemed like she had entered a state of concentration.

Of course, at this time, he would not easily practice flying swords in Niwan Palace.

"Brother, try this, it tastes good."

Ye Junmei handed over a string of chicken wings, and it smelled fragrant.

Ye Daxiu was not polite, so he took it and put it in his mouth and bit it, and praised vaguely: "It's not bad."

The girl immediately smiled so much that her eyes turned crescent-shaped - she was wearing a mask, but outsiders couldn't see it. However, Ye Junsheng knew that his sister must be so smiling.

I have seen a lot of fun and tasted many delicious food and snacks, and it was already the hour of Hai. At this time, the grand occasion on the streets reached its peak, and there were so many people that I couldn't even squeeze in.

Looking down from a high place, you can see a black mass of ants.

The boiling city of Yangzhou, outside the city are green mountains.

The mountains are as high as towers and stand tall.

There is a small pavilion on the top of the mountain, and there are people in the pavilion. Huang Meng, who is in a green shirt, sits melodiously. This senior brother in Yuhuadao is dressed thinly at the moment, like a down-and-out scholar, but who would have thought that he is the most famous rising stars in the thirty-three days? He who is lucky enough to become a scattered immortal at the age of ten? It is incredible to dream of an immortal who teaches magic pens since he was a child.

Since he was walking in the world of Yuhuadao, he had a short time ago, but after fighting with Zhao Emei, he went south to Yangzhou.

"House of ten thousand chunks, ride a crane to Yangzhou."

It's just like that.

Huang Meng's pen is free and free, and has no worries. After arriving in Yangzhou, she is even more luxurious every day and lives a life like a god. However, after all, he is already a god.

At this moment, he was far away from the city wall and came to the top of the mountain outside the city, sitting cross-legged in the pavilion.

Sitting opposite him was a stinky monk, a thin and ugly monk. After many days, he seemed to have become uglier. His wrinkled monk robe was draped over his body, and the odor became stronger.

The stinky monk has a true name.

At present, the world walking in Gukong Temple and the world walking in Yuhuadao are here, and you look at me, and you look at you, and your eyes are facing each other.

Huang Mengbi suddenly sighed: "Monk, you are getting more and more stink..."

The stinky monk drooped his eyebrows and said, "Anita, just a stinky skin, the eldest brother is in love with him."

Huang Mengbi waved his hand quickly: "Don't interfere, I'm not your senior brother."

The stinky monk smiled: "Senior Brother Yuhuadao, he is famous for his thirty-three days, who doesn't know?"

Huang Mengbi said suddenly: "Monster, are you harming me?"

The stinky monk chanted the Buddha's name again: "Mencisses do not lie!"

Huang Meng turned her pen tip and looked disapproving. She suddenly lifted her breath. The pot of wine placed on the stone table seemed to be controlled by someone. She lifted it out of thin air, poured the wine automatically, and poured the wine into the wine glass next to her.

Suddenly, the fragrance of wine wafted over.

Huang Mengbi sniffed her nose and suddenly sighed: "This royal wine, 'Yuyangchun', tastes more and more fake." She seemed not very satisfied with the wine.

When the wine glass was full, he sucked his mouth and the wine in the cup formed a hanging river with full spirituality, jumped into his mouth, swallowed it in, and smacked his lips.

"Monkey, you really won't have a drink?"

The stinky monk shook his head: "Mencius does not eat wine and meat."

Huang Mengbi smiled and clapped her hands suddenly. The fragrant wind blew, and a graceful figure suddenly appeared. However, it was a charming beauty who stepped from the night under the peaks of the wilderness, like a fairy in Lingbo. As soon as she appeared, she immediately snuggled up to Huang Mengbi, full of warm jade, and extremely blessed.

"Monk, why don't you give me one?"

Even though the stinky monk had extraordinary concentration, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows at this moment: "Senior Brother, I haven't seen you for many years, so you still look like you are cynical."

Huang Mengbi smiled and said, "In a word, do you want it?"

The stinky monk said seriously: "Mencius is not close to women."

Huang Mengbi poured another glass of wine and drank: "If you don't eat wine and meat, you won't be close to women, it's really boring. You and the one with the surname Yan are very boring."

"Senior brother, when the monk sees you, he just wants to ask, will you help me?"

Huang Mengbi replied: "About the matter in Jizhou, Fei Jian killed people, and the nephew of the magistrate was killed. I learned about it early in the morning. Only the monk suspected the magistrate and became a wanted criminal for no reason. It was indeed unfair. I know what you want to investigate, but you understand better that I will not ask Yan Feixia."

The stinky monk sighed and fell silent.

Huang Mengbi paused and said, "Besides, I will leave the East China Sea soon."

Hearing the word "East Sea", the stinky monk's body trembled slightly, obviously touching Liangshen. He chanted for a moment: "The world is thousands of feet long, the East Sea is thousands of miles; the Long Island is floating and sinking, if it is out of it. Do you really believe that the mysterious yellow stone seal in the world is hidden in the East Sea treasure house?"

Huang Mengbi smiled bitterly: "At this time, I can only believe it, we can only believe it. You are not unaware that Zhao Emei has already gone out to sea. If I can't go there, I will have no play to sing."

"Where is Yan Feixia?"

Huang Mengbi shrugged: "I don't know, who knows?"

The stinky monk was worried. There were always too many mystery about the first sword of Shushan, which was hard to touch. It was related to the rules of conduct and was very impermanent. Otherwise, how could he suspect that the other party was the one who killed someone who flew swords on the street in Jizhou?

Or, he always thought that even if it was not Yan Feixia, the murderer should be related to Shushan.

But, who knows?

The unsolved case is like a mountain, and even if he can't find it out, he has to turn to Huang Mengbi - the god in this world, no one can do anything.

Turning around and looking into the distance, there were bright lights. It was Yangzhou City. Yangzhou City was celebrating the New Year. It looked so far away, as if there were two worlds.

Inexplicably, a sigh came out.

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