Chen Qingyan, covered in morning dew, was separated from the four night patrol members.
He did not take off his clothes and weapons, but walked directly to the corner, picked up a broom, and began to sweep the station.
After a while, a female disciple with a thick build and a pancake face came out. When she saw someone who was earlier than her, she was a little stunned, but soon she consciously picked up the broom and started working.
One after another, the four disciples who had been punished in the camp joined the cleaning process.
The Lingu station is not big, but if there are only four people cleaning it, it will still take a long time to clean it up.
However, several of them were highly cultivated and worked very briskly. They didn't feel tired at all, but their rest time was taken up.
After the cleaning was completed, a deputy captain made a brief inspection and let the four people leave.
Putting back the broom and other cleaning tools, Chen Qingyan's eyes swept gently from the corner of the wooden corridor on the third floor, then withdrew his eyes and walked into the stone room.
After Chen Qingyan left, a figure appeared on the railing on the third floor, it was Jiang Bingxin with an indifferent expression.
He held a hairpin covered with cracks in his hand.
The other end.
Chen Qingyan returned to the stone room and found that there were still two people in the room who had not gotten up.
He hung the Zhaoxie knife on the bedside, took off his coat, and walked to the bathroom with a tub and sweat towel.
After a cup of tea, I returned to the stone room feeling dry.
By this time, everyone was awake.
Those disciples on the morning shift have already set off.
Chen Qingyan put away the wooden basin and went to the open-air canteen to have breakfast.
Just like yesterday evening, while walking and eating, I found that most people looked tired, as if they had not had a good rest last night.
It is true that when many people live in the same room and working hours are different, it is bound to be difficult for everyone to have a good rest.
It takes some getting used to.
After Chen Qingyan had breakfast, he went back to sleep.
It was already noon when I woke up, just in time for lunch.
Chen Qingyan's sleep quality is very good, and he has been consolidating his energy for a long time. Even if he didn't sleep much yesterday, he is still in good spirits.
After lunch, Chen Qingyan wandered around the station.
Some of the disciples who were not on duty still ran out of the station and went to the town to play as usual.
At this moment, no one came forward to say that they had left the station without permission.
There may indeed be rules at the station, but it depends on whether the people in power want to use them, and the people who control these rules now are the captains.
Chen Qingyan saw an angry disciple who had received the same punishment as him, but he only dared to complain and curse in a low voice.
Chen Qingyan shook his head secretly and stopped paying attention to these trivial matters.
Strangely enough, since arriving at the station yesterday, Chen Qingyan has never seen the two monks again, not even the beautiful woman.
It seemed that only their fifty outer disciples were guarding the entire station.
Chen Qingyan looked at the stone palace where the monks lived. It was extremely quiet inside, with no movement at all.
When he was cleaning in the morning, he paid special attention and felt that there was no one in the hall at all.
If not at the station, where did they go?
Chen Qingyan thought for a while and didn't understand, so he held a volume of books and read it carefully.
Time passes.
The second night in Chongyue Ancient Town has arrived.
Because of the punishment.
After Chen Qingyan had dinner, he took the Zhaoxie Sword, walked out of the station with four new colleagues, and walked towards Chongyue West Street.
In the middle of the night, they only need to patrol Chongyue Ancient Street, Chongyue East Street, and Chongyue West Street. They don't need to patrol the lanes and alleys. The total patrol area is less than one-tenth the size of Beicheng.
Lining up, Chen Qingyan was still walking at the end of the team. With the experience of several people last night, the patrol tonight was not so tense.
Because of his replacement, one person in this team is resting.
In the next thirty-nine days, there will be people in this team taking turns, except Chen Qingyan.
There were four patrol shifts in the morning, afternoon, the first half of the night, and the second half of the night. Four people were punished and had to stay on duty for forty days. Everything was arranged in advance and written down in black and white on the duty list.
There are still pedestrians in the town, and teahouses, pharmacies and other shops are still open.
Chen Qingyan followed the team and watched the waiter dozing off little by little. Looking at the noisy but not brightly lit town, he felt inexplicably calm in his heart.
The lively atmosphere will always soothe people's inner uneasiness.
Until, several men and women with disheveled clothes and topless breasts ran in a panic on the long street. Their frightened shouts completely broke the tranquility of Chongyue Ancient Town.
Swish.
bump!
bump!
bump!......
The doors of all the shops that were still open, whether they were teahouses or others, were closed. Those skillful techniques and quick movements seemed to have been rehearsed countless times.
Chen Qingyan felt awe-struck in his heart and pulled out the Zhaoxie knife with a cry.
A bit of smoke blew across the blade's surface, making it dull in color.
This shows that there are indeed evil spirits nearby, either too far away or too weak.
Several night watchmen looked flustered, looking at each other and moving hesitantly.
They had just arrived and knew that the ancient town was more dangerous than Jugucheng, but they never expected that they would encounter an evil spirit on the second night.
If it were in the city, there would be no need for them to worry about how to deal with the situation if there were monks accompanying them during the patrol. But now this is an ancient town, and there are no monks accompanying them. Although they have great cultivation, they are still mortals in the end. How can they dare to face the monsters directly and act rashly.
When Chen Qingyan saw that his four colleagues were indifferent, he stepped out of the crowd and stopped the panting people who were running.
The long knife was drawn out and he shouted loudly:
"Everyone, stop right there."
Immediately, he pointed at a middle-aged man who was already dressed, "Tell me, what happened?"
The middle-aged man who was named was overjoyed when he saw that the person who stopped them was a Lingu disciple.
"Sir, there is something evil at work in Manchun Tower."
At this time, the other four night watchmen also came over, and the first one asked: "Has anyone been killed?"
"Young man, I don't know." The middle-aged man originally wanted to say yes, but he didn't dare to say anything after noticing the look of shit on the face of the Lingu patrolman who asked the question.
He certainly didn't see it.
"He's dead. Ni Niang's heart and soul were taken away."
The woman who had previously exposed her breasts was wearing a red dress and there were still tears on her face.
"You guys, let's go."
The night patrol disciple who spoke before had an impatient expression on his face. After a few people trotted away, the five of them got together and started discussing in a low voice.
"How do you think this should be handled?"
"What else can we do? Of course we should go back and ask the monks to take action."
"No, we haven't even seen the shadow of the demon. If we go back and report now, if we don't catch the demon, we will definitely be punished."
"Oh, you're amazing, you still dare to go to Manchun Tower to investigate?"
"Hmph, why don't you dare?"
The five people gathered in the long street that became eerily quiet, neither going up nor retreating.
"Everyone be quiet, let me tell you how the others dealt with it."
Everyone suddenly fell silent and turned their attention to the Lin Gu disciple who spoke. He was a strong man with short hair.
Chen Qingyan has seen the list, but doesn't know who he is in it.
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