Who is this Chen Mo, and why does the majestic young master of the martial arts family defend him so much? You know, the seemingly simple statement of attacking Zuixian Tower is not as simple as just saying it.
I won't think that he is just talking.
In this tense atmosphere, Chen Mo opened his eyes, and the look on his face became much better. He knew clearly the movements of the martial bandits in the past.
Wu Kou immediately abandoned Jiu'er who was still at a loss, squatted down and looked at Chen Mo, and asked hurriedly: "Are you okay?"
Chen Mo shook his head. The previous palm directly invaded his Qi world, and violent energy surged. Fortunately, he was no longer the ignorant boy who knew nothing about Qi, and he quickly forced out most of his Qi realm.
world, and then most of it was removed through the circulation of the wife's body, and then the strength of the kick just now was gained.
It's simple but the pain involved Chen Mo knew that although the senior didn't mean to harm him, this move was not a simple test, so if he didn't have the strength, he would definitely be seriously injured. Maybe the senior was sure that he was the one from Hongchen Garden.
Chen Mo did this because he was making trouble.
Through this incident, Chen Mo also gained something. At the same time, he also discovered an interesting thing. He found that those masters of the Fourth Realm and above who had competed with him or gave him guidance seemed to like to take action against the Qi Realm. Among them,
Is there anything particular about it?
"Okay, looking at the situation, I can't do it here anymore, so let's find another place." Chen Mo looked at the messy ground and the hesitant Jiu'er. Chen Mo could tell that she wanted to do it very much.
Those who are close to Wukou, maybe Wukou himself can see it, but if he stays here now, Wukou will only become more disgusted with her, but she really can't be blamed for this.
"Yeah, yeah." Wukou nodded. "If it feels uncomfortable, let's go back."
"It's okay, I can't delay your sister's affairs." Chen Mo knew that the reason why Wu Kou cared so much about him was nothing more than Wu Ling'er's affairs. "Didn't there be a big bell in the south of the city? It would ring at midnight. Let's go there.
Find a place to wait and see."
"Okay." Wu Kou agreed to Chen Mo's request.
Wukou and Chen Mo were the first to go downstairs. Wukou's mother stayed for a few steps, looked at Jiu'er and said: "Miss Jiu'er, Kou'er just scared you. I'm really sorry that such a thing happened during the Chinese New Year.
No one thinks about it, so please don’t take it to heart and have a good New Year.”
Wu Kou's mother didn't say anything like there was still a chance, she just said a few words of comfort that people should not spend the New Year in fear.
Jiu'er watched them go downstairs, and then some waiters and barmaids from the restaurant came over and asked what happened.
Jiu'er didn't answer them, let them clean up for a moment, and left alone.
.....
There is a market in the south of the city. In the center of the market there is a big bell standing on a large stone platform. Originally, the big bell was used to ring when the market caught fire to remind people here to rush to put out the fire. Listen.
It is said that there used to be a period where fires often broke out here, so there was a big bell. The big bell is not original to Changjing City.
Strangely enough, there has been no fire here in the past 20 to 30 years since this big clock was built. Then this big clock has another meaning. Many people who do business here regard it as a symbol.
An immortal artifact left in the world protects this place.
And I don’t know which year started, this big bell that had been silent for a long time became a bell that witnessed the transition between the end of the year and the beginning of the year.
So naturally, every thirty nights, if there are no special activities and no drunk people, they will slowly gather here. The streets radiating out from the center of the big clock are crowded with people. It was originally just a place where ordinary people like to gather.
, in recent years, many distinguished people have come here to witness the ringing of the New Year.
Because of this special event, the prices of restaurants here originally increased on this day, and this day alone, and some even increased by more than ten times. The supply was still in short supply.
Some places that are not restaurants turn the places where they sell goods into simple restaurants on this day and make a lot of money on this day.
When Chen Mo came here, he was really surprised by the lively scene here. He thought there would be a lot of people here, but he didn't find so many people. Walking on the street, no matter where you go, there are always people walking shoulder to shoulder.
It's crowded.
"Mom, please follow closely, and you two." Wu Kou warned. He was not worried about the golden fingers here, but was worried that his mother would be scattered by the crowd. This was his first time here.
I had heard about the activities here before, but never had the chance to come. Later, as I grew up, I spent less time in Changjing.
It was about half an hour before midnight. Several people hugged each other and watched and listened to the laughter and laughter of these people along the way. Although they had no idea what they were talking about, it was obvious that they were all very happy.
After finally squeezing into the center, this is a large circular square. The big bell is in the center of the square. Several people looked there and saw a group of guards in official uniforms surrounding the big bell.
A circle, and people cannot enter that range.
The big clock stood there quietly, in sharp contrast with the surrounding environment. On the edge of the stone platform next to the big clock, there was a large hourglass. The fine sand inside was slowly exposed, and there was already a lot of sand at the bottom.
The sand is gone, and there is only a handful left on it. When this handful is gone, it will be the time of the new year.
"Xiaolan, Xiaofeng, have you been here before?" Wukou asked, looking at the big gray-black clock.
"I have been to this market before, but not at this time." Xiaolan and the others said happily. Their joy was infected by the atmosphere here, perhaps because they were the most equal in status to the people here.
Only in this way can we feel the deepest feelings about their current mood. No matter what, it would be good to make them forget their previous unhappiness in Zuixian Tower.
"Young Master, why don't we find a restaurant nearby and watch from there? There are too many people here and I'm afraid my wife won't be able to bear it," Xiaolan suggested.
"That makes sense." Wu Kou nodded. There was still some time before the bell was rung, so it was not a problem to stand so stupidly.
"But I heard that restaurants will be very expensive at this time."
"Master, am I short of money?" Wu Kou said generously, the restaurants in the market are expensive, can they be more expensive than the best restaurants in Changjing?
However, the facts taught Wu Kou a good lesson. The restaurants here are really good at it. The prices charged by these restaurants around the big clock are quite outrageous. They can almost match the price of a booth at Zuixian Tower.
, besides, this specification is far worse than Zuixian’s.
"Why don't we wait here, it'll be okay for mother." Wu Kou's mother said.
At this time, there are more and more people here.
"Forget it, let's find a room." Wu Kou finally decided to get a location with a good view.
After finding a seat with the highest price, he sat at a table next to the railing and could clearly see the situation over the big clock. It wasn't that the warrior was thinking about the final position, but there was only one seat left. If it were later, he would probably
Even this position is no longer available.
The view is good, but the money is also the most expensive. After sitting down, Wu Kou suddenly realized that after spending so much money, his gang members would only stay here for a short time, and they would leave after a lifetime. It was impossible to be in this kind of "
It's a "poor" place where people drink until dawn, and there isn't necessarily any good wine here.
A moment of Spring Eve is worth a thousand pieces of gold. Sure enough, it is the New Year's Eve, and when the bell rings, it will cost a thousand pieces of gold.
Ordinary people would never spend such unjust money to buy this place. Some and only those wealthy families would buy it to show their status. The restaurants here are also conscientious. If they don't cheat the common people's money, they will cheat the money of the children of these aristocratic families.
And he is still so confident.
The seat is purchased and the drinks are given for free. With such small-priced drinks, guests will not lose money no matter how much they drink.
Of course, this kind of extremely profitable business happened on this night. After midnight, everything would return to the original, ordinary-looking restaurant.
Not long after the few people arrived here, several officials and a judge walked into the area of the big clock.
"They are people from the Ceremony Department. These people are specifically responsible for celebrations. I didn't expect them to be in charge of this place as well." Wukou explained.
"Is it about to start?" Xiaolan and Xiaofeng looked at it with their heads stretched out.
"It should be, the sand in that hourglass has almost finished leaking out."
At this time, the big man carried a sledgehammer and walked up to the clock platform with the big clock. People around him also gathered. As long as there was a little gap, it was filled in an instant. Everyone was looking at the man walking towards the stone.
man on stage.
The man walked up to the stone, dragged his coat, and didn't care about the snowflakes that were still floating at this time. He spat on his two palms, rubbed his two big hands together, and then lifted the sledgehammer to warm up.
.
Then an official under the stone platform shouted to him, and the man was ready to ring the bell and gathered his momentum.
The official looked at the hourglass. The last wisp of sand fell from the hourglass, and the official shouted: "Knock!"
The man waved his arm with momentum, and the sledgehammer drew an arc, and then hit the big clock hard. "Boom~", a melodious bell rang in the lively crowd, spreading out to all sides, and then the crowd
There were bursts of cheers.
The bell did not stop, it still continued. The man struck it at a slow rhythm. Every time, it was accompanied by people's cheers, piercing the snowflakes in the sky and ringing through the sky.
"Dong~"
"Dong~"
“Dong~”…..
The bells rang for twelve times before stopping, but the cheers of the people did not stop. Instead, as the last bell rang, the atmosphere here reached its peak and could not dissipate for a long time.