The sky was so dark that it seemed to be pressed down.
There are lightning and thunder in the rolling dark clouds, and if the windows are not closed tightly enough, you can still hear the howling wind.
A group of night patrolmen wearing raincoats and bamboo hats walked through Lanfu Street.
The leader of the team was not Brother Jinyang, but a newly transferred old monk.
His name is "Maru Ran", he has a gentle temper and always has a smile on his face.
After a period of familiarity, the people on the night patrol have understood the monk's character, and they are less awe-inspiring and more relaxed.
Even during patrols, everyone can chat. Instead of blaming Mr. Maruran, he will participate and tell some of his own experiences.
His good temper is similar to that of the grandpa next door.
Chen Qingyan, like everyone else, has a much better sense of monk Wanran than monk Jinyang.
Since Brother Marunan will not leave his post at will, everyone does not have to worry about being left without support after encountering a demon.
Secondly, it’s easy to get along with me, and the atmosphere in the team is no longer depressing.
Perhaps during this period, no one bothered Chen Qingyan, and everyone's attitude towards him returned to the past. Those who coveted his great achievements would still try their best to find reasons and excuses to ask for his great achievements.
It's like getting rich overnight and suddenly all your relatives come to visit.
Chen Qingyan didn't bother to pay attention to these people. When he met the shameless ones, he was really annoyed, so he caught them and beat them up. Anyway, everyone knew about killing the bone evil spirits, so he could expose some of his strength appropriately to intimidate them. Xiaoxiao.
Unexpectedly, this move attracted many sycophants.
Chen Qingyan is only thirteen years old now, and his cultivation has already reached the stage of casting and refining the essence. There is a high probability that he will be able to perfect the Gu Yuan Gong in the future.
Although everyone knows that it is not his talent that is good but the elixir that is working, how many of the entire Lingu outer sect disciples have perfected the Gu Yuan Gong?
Everyone was so jealous that they were almost beyond recognition.
When Chen Qingyan "luckily" escaped from the dragon's mouth and obtained five great merits, some people made plans. Now he "luckily" killed a spirit, and the great merits he obtained made the night watchers jealous and they often think about it.
In the past few months, Chen Qingyan has not only been annoyed by his colleagues in his own team, but has also been 'visited' by people from other districts and even patrol teams with backgrounds in the city.
Some are begging for elixirs, some are using small deeds in exchange for great merit, and some are asking him to purchase certain items that only great merit can buy, either softly or hard, using coercion and inducement, and using all possible means...
So much so that Chen Qingyan has been in a bad mood during this period.
The only thing I'm thankful for is that I spent all the ten rewards I received early, otherwise I would only attract more flies.
In addition, in the past few months, there have been no fewer than ten incidents of evil spirits harming people in Jugucheng.
Two incidents occurred in Beicheng.
Fortunately, Brother Maru Ran was very powerful and dealt with it as soon as he discovered it. No night patrolman died as a result.
Everything went smoothly tonight, nothing unusual happened.
Everyone returned to Lingu station at dawn to take over the shift with the day patrol team.
"Nothing happened last night."
Maruran said calmly to the monks on the day patrol.
The two exchanged pleasantries and completed the shift handover.
But just as the day patrol was preparing to set off and everyone in the night patrol was preparing to go back to their homes, a monk with a fat belly and a shiny face floated down from the open-air inner hall on a purple ribbon.
The good old monk Maran Ran smiled with wrinkles on his face and greeted him personally. The two parties seemed to know each other. After a brief exchange, other monks also came up.
The patrol team stopped immediately.
The monks came at this time, and they probably had tasks assigned to them.
The disciples of the day patrol team secretly complained, and the night patrol team also looked ugly. If this happened in the past, 90% of it was related to evil spirits.
Not all demons hiding in Jugu City were discovered by the patrols. On the contrary, most of them were actually reported by residents in the city.
The patrol team is just those people. Jugu City is too big to patrol in all directions and at all times, and Lingu cannot invest too much manpower here. The meaning and purpose of the patrol team is more to frighten the monsters and protect them.
Order in the city.
Many times, evil spirits harm people before they are discovered.
The patrol team is then responsible for investigation and arrests.
At this time, this fat monk arrived, and everyone felt that another demon had appeared. It was strange that they were in a good mood.
The only ones with normal faces were probably the day and night patrols in the city.
"No one has left. It's fine if they haven't left. There's no need to call them back. Well, you all listen carefully. All the outer disciples whose names I read out must come forward for me."
The fat monk had a piece of paper in his hand, which was densely written with words.
"Jiang Bingxin."
The first name that the fat monk thought of was the captain of the night patrol in the north of the city.
Jiang Bingxin looked calm and walked to the front of the team.
"Ban Jigeng."
"Lan Yansheng."
"Wei Yanjing."
"Gao Yichen."
"Dou Di."
"Meng Tongzu."
"Gongyang Qingshu"
"Jin Hongyan."
The fat monk kept talking and read out the names one by one.
"Yan Xingzhen."
"Qiao Qiurong."
"Meixingjia."
"Gou Zhi."
"Ke Shaosong."
"Wang Teng."
"Peng Zongxin."......
At the front of the team, more and more patrol members came forward, and the number gradually reached fifty.
The fat monk put down the list, glanced at the disciples whose names were read, nodded and said:
"You guys, go back immediately, pack your bags, and arrive at Changming Palace before noon to wait."
After finishing his words, before everyone below could burst into an uproar, the obese monk nodded to Marunan and other monks, wrapped the purple ribbon around his body, and flew away.
"Changming Palace, are we leaving the city?"
"You also need to bring your luggage. I think you will probably go to the ancient town to garrison."
"I'm out stationed. How could this happen? I've just been transferred to the city to patrol."
Chen Qingyan looked a little gloomy. His name was called too suddenly.
Brother Maran Ran and several others met, ignored the noisy outer disciples, and started discussing in a low voice.
After a while,
The day patrol monks spoke together, suppressing the confusion, and directly told the fat monk the fact that they were going to garrison in the ancient town, and then ordered the disciples whose names were read to leave the team immediately and go back to pack their bags.
After the fifty patrol disciples left, they began to count the number of people patrolling in each city.
Lingu Mountain Road.
Chen Qingyan hurried up the mountain.
The sudden transfer completely disrupted his plan.
He has already planned for his future. He will stay in Lin Valley for a few years and decide whether to quit the night patrol team depending on the situation. When Gu Yuan Gong is completed, he will participate in the next Gu Summit Martial Arts, win the leader, and then use
The rewarded 'fierce god' or 'evil evil spirit' becomes a monk.
If everything goes well, he will most likely become a monk within five to ten years, and no later than fifteen years. At this time, he will only be in his twenties and in his prime.
But a transfer order disrupted everything.
But he couldn't refuse yet.
You can only follow the instructions.
Like him, there were many outer sect disciples hurriedly heading to Lin Valley, with almost no smiles on their faces.
Chen Qingyan sighed and glanced at the oval-shaped sky. At this time, the sky was just getting brighter and the shower was beginning to stop.
It was still early before noon, so he restrained his negative emotions and quickly adjusted his mentality.
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