The real and the fake, the real and the fake, sometimes Shen Yu can't tell which ones are his.
He only remembered that when he had just succeeded to the throne as the crown prince, he selected a few disciples from the Baoyue Yin Sect as his bodyguards.
Later, they became world-famous figures and their reputations spread all over the world.
One of them, named Shen Shui, was Shen Yu's general Zuo.
At that time, the demon clan was rampant in Qingzhou, the demon clan was in power, and the people were miserable.
Those people who died violently turned into evil spirits and tortured the people of Qingzhou day and night.
Due to the special geographical environment and the protection of strange natural barriers, this place is like an isolated place, and the country of Surabaya has no idea what is going on here.
One day, Shen Yu and Shen Shui were traveling nearby and saw that there was a lot of grass in the area. It was extremely yin-y and very strange. They continued to investigate and found out that there was a place called Qingzhou.
Shen Yu didn't remember the specific process very clearly. He only remembered that he led his troops to break through the Qingzhou barrier, and then...
Shen Shui rebelled.
The memory stopped abruptly. Shen Yu looked at Fu Yu across from him, trying to find the shadow of the old man on his face.
It's a pity that Fu Yu and Shen Shui have nothing in common.
Wen Yi glanced at him sideways, "Prince Ruo doesn't have a good reputation in the world of immortality. Are you going to pay tribute to him and not be afraid of offending the world of immortality?"
"Will it?" Fu Yu frowned, "This is a custom in Qingzhou that has been used for thousands of years. They should not care about it."
The world of immortality would not care about such things at that time.
If he really cared about it, he should have taken action when Shen Yu ascended to massacre the city.
"Besides paying homage to Prince Brutal, is there anything else interesting, or any customs or legends about the God Festival?" Wen Yi was very interested in the past related to Shen Yu that had not been recorded in the annals of history.
"Of course!" Fu Yu gushed: "When the prince and the imperial master discovered that Qingzhou was trapped in the barrier, they felt pity for the people in the barrier, so they led the army to break through the barrier to save the people, and then entered the ancient ruins and Those lingering ghosts fought for months."
"In the end, the prince's capable general died in the battle at the ruins, and it was only with the advice of the national master Feng Jianyue that the resentful ghosts in the ruins were put down, and the people of Qingzhou regained their light."
"From that day on, the prince left elite troops to guard Qingzhou. This was the predecessor of our Ziwei Pavilion."
Speaking of this, Fu Yu showed a bright smile on his face.
Since he was born, it has been his duty to protect the common people.
Ziwei Pavilion was built by a hero. He is the successor of the hero and protects the peace of the people of Qingzhou. Fuyu and Yourongyan.
"Hmph, Feng Jianyue will put gold on her face." Shen Yu snorted coldly, his dark eyes exuding a strong murderous aura.
"Kacha kacha kacha——"
All the jars in the room were shattered in an instant!
Wen Yi: "???" Why is Shen Yu so crazy?
Isn’t it because Kazama Yue’s reputation is higher than his?
After all, he is the protagonist of the Festival of Gods, but he is jealous because of a supporting character? As for that?
"There is a monster!" Fu Yu stood up suddenly, and three talismans suddenly surrounded him. He looked around nervously, "It's gone again."
Wen Yi looked sideways at Shen Yu, pretending not to know, "Do these weird things often happen in Qingzhou?"
"Yeah." Fu Yu is very simple and does not take precautions against outsiders. "Qingzhou turns out to be the site of ancient divine wars. There are many strange things. Everyone can hear terrifying curses at night.
That power is very, very strong. By the way, if you hear something whispering in your ear at night when you sleep, don't listen carefully and make guesses, otherwise big trouble may easily happen."
"The kind of whispers you're talking about?" Wen Yi did hear some strange noises the night she first arrived, but she didn't care.
Fu Yu gave her a piece of talisman paper, "Only monks can hear that kind of sound. Some hear mysterious secrets, some hear the calls of deceased relatives, and there are also secrets that cannot be said in the heart...
.In short, anyone who believes this is crazy.”
Qingzhou is really strange.
"We can't eliminate the screams and murmurs coming from the God War ruins. After years of research, we have developed a spell that can reduce its impact."
Fu Yu pointed at the talisman and said, "Pour a little spiritual power into it before going to bed and it will last all night."
Even so, many disciples still go crazy because of it every year.
Human will is weak, and the slightest temptation will break the poor psychological defense.
"Thank you." Wen Yi smiled at him and said, "I have been staying in this store during this period. If you don't see me when you come, you can ask the shopkeeper to convey it to you."
Fu Yu hugged the fish roe jar and saluted: "Wen Yi, thank you. You are the first friend I have made outside of Qingzhou."
"Then the bottom line for making friends needs to be raised." Seeing his innocence, Wen Yi couldn't help but remind him, "You idiot, don't be deceived."
Once a person with a pleaser personality is deceived, he or she will wait to be sold and paid back.
Fu Yu's handsome face smiled brightly, "No, you are a good person."
He is simple and stupid. Although Wen Yi is plain in appearance, he is very kind.
After saying that, he turned and left.
He understands Ziwei Pavilion's style of doing things. I'm afraid his senior brother already knows what he is doing at the 'Chengxiang Store'. He has to explain it carefully and not bring Wen Yi into trouble.
After they left, Wen Yi asked someone to clean up the debris in the room.
"Why are you still sulking?" Wen Yi turned to look at Shen Yu who was sitting by the window and looking at the sea in the distance:
"Although Kazama Yue is good, you are the protagonist of the festival.
Shen Yu, apart from those who don’t understand you and criticize and slander you, I think Qingzhou respects you the most, do you want to go out and have a look?"
Shen Yu slowly turned around and silently followed Wen Yi.
No matter day or night, Qingzhou City is always filled with heavy fog, only sunny days are better.
The weather has been nice these days. The first time Wen Yi goes out is to go to the nearest rouge and gouache store and ready-made clothing store to buy clothes and hairpin rings.
Qingzhou is close to the sea, and the clothes are light and thin. The girls walking on the road or the ladies on the carriage are all wearing gauze clothes that expose their white arms.
The distinctive hairpin ring is engraved with charms, or simply simulates the flying, rolled or balled shape of the charm paper, and is made into sachets, bells, or hairpin rings.
Most of the patterns on clothing are based on flowers, birds and marine animals, and for men, lightning, storms, spells, etc. are particularly common.
"How about this outfit?" Wen Yi chose an indigo-blue armless long dress, covered with a layer of white gauze, which was elegant and beautiful.
Shen Yu looked at that ordinary face and said, "It doesn't deserve the dress."
Wen Yi: "...Can you speak properly?"
Seeing her angry, Shen Yu felt helpless.
Do female cultivators care that much about other people’s opinions?
It's hard for him to understand.
"Your face doesn't look good in this dress now." Shen Yu was silent for a long time before giving his own answer.
If Wen Yi didn't have a disguise, this gauze dress would look absolutely beautiful on her.