"Yes, yes, yes, Sun Huo has written it down. I will pay attention to it in the future." He raised his hand and patted his mouth, and said with a quick smile.
"You kid, you have a glib tongue. I don't know who you learned it from. Just be careful not to trick yourself in the future." Liu Tietou's expression softened.
He stared at the roof in trance for a while, sighed heavily, and then continued to speak.
If the vision of Yin soldiers taking advantage of the passage only happened once, it would be an anecdote at best, and it would not have any impact on the people in Greenstone City.
But ever since that day, such phenomena began to appear frequently in Manzhong Hill. At no precise time in the day, sooner or later, people nearby would always hear a similar sound, suddenly erupting from the hill.
Out.
It can be as short as half a cup of tea, or as long as a meal. The sound of fighting makes those who hear it tremble with fear and feel chills all over their body.
What's more important is that Zhang Biao, who was abandoned by everyone that day, has not returned for a long time. Only after asking around from many places did the close relatives at home find out what happened that day.
After much begging and coercion, those who were traveling with him that day had to find more helpers to strengthen their courage, and then went to Wan Tomb Hill to search for Zhang Biao's whereabouts.
The final result was predictable: Zhang Biao's whereabouts were unknown and he never appeared again.
This matter spread, and Manzhongqiu became a forbidden place that everyone was jealous of, and no one wanted to set foot in it.
Just when people thought that by not entering Manzhong Hill, they could avoid offending the spirits of the dead and live in peace. The fog appeared again.
This time, the mist appeared directly in Greenstone City.
At midnight, a large area to the west of Greenstone City was suddenly enveloped in a layer of light red mist.
Everyone in the mist was awakened from their sleep by a sudden noise.
If you listen closely, you can hear the sounds of footsteps and the sound of horse hooves hitting the ground, just like the sound of a team marching on an expedition.
Greenstone City is not a frontier fortress, nor is it a dangerous place for military strategists. There has never been a precedent for an army to enter the city. Even if a large army did march, it would not choose to do so in the middle of the night.
An uninformed person got up and looked outside, only to see thick red mist everywhere, with shadows in it, as if there were many people walking around.
Thinking of the previous rumors about Manzhongqiu, many people suddenly realized something and were immediately frightened. They closed their doors and locked their windows, not daring to take a breath.
For families with young children, the mother tightly covered the child's mouth to prevent him from crying. Throughout the second half of the night, no one dared to sleep peacefully, and they suffered like this until dawn.
The common people just discovered that this strange red mist had disappeared without a trace at some point.
During the day, before people could talk about the visions at night, another bad news spread. The watchman at night also disappeared.
At this time, rumors of ghost soldiers seeking their lives spread rapidly, and everyone in the city suddenly felt in danger.
As if to verify the rumors, from then on every three to five days at midnight, the same red mist and strange noise would appear in a corner of the city, and the next day someone would disappear inexplicably.
At this point, Liu Tietou fell silent. The iron shop seemed quiet.
Sun Huo's face also stopped laughing and became serious.
He never expected that it had only been two years since he moved away from Greenstone City. It was just that this time he returned to the city a little late to deliver the goods, and that such a big change would happen.
No wonder there have been so few people on the street since my journey, and everything seems deserted. People in the city either don’t dare to go out freely anymore, or they have moved far away from Greenstone City.
Sun Huo also had no clue about such strange things.
Since I learned about the existence of immortal cultivators and practiced their methods for a long time, I have gained a lot.
But Sun Huo still didn't understand the world of immortal cultivators at all. Except for the man in black robe who attacked him in the past, he had never met another immortal cultivator in these years. This made him want to make friends or interrogate him.
The idea has never been realized.
The strange things happening in the city and Wanzhongqiu now involve the theory of ghosts and gods, and they do not seem to be within the scope of cultivating immortals. They should be beyond my ability.
Thinking of this, Sun Huo made up his mind, doing more is worse than doing less.
After patting the dust on his clothes, Sun Huo stood up and prepared to leave. After some negotiation with Liu Tietou, he just said that he would store it for the time being. At the moment, his money was still loose, and he would just give it to him next time.
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Unable to withstand Sun Huo's strength, Liu Tietou had no choice but to let him leave empty-handed.
Driving an empty carriage, Sun Huo did not leave the city and return immediately. Instead, he flicked his whip and hurried to another place.
Thousands of miles away, a delicate green wooden boat was speeding towards Greenstone City, ten feet above the ground.
There are three people on the boat, a plain-looking young man in blue, an older man with beard and hair, and a delicate woman in yellow.
The young man in blue is standing in front of the boat, holding magic spells with his hands from time to time, as if he is controlling the boat.
The woman in yellow looked at the sun in the sky, and said with slight dissatisfaction: "Junior Brother Xiao, we have been walking for five days, how long will it take to get there?"
"Senior sister, we are almost there. At this rate, we will be there tomorrow. By then we will have completed the tasks assigned by the sect, and we will be able to relax for a few days."
"Yeah." The woman snorted softly, looking at the receding scenery below, wondering what she was thinking.
The old man at the end of Qingzhou sat motionless in meditation, as if he was already practicing meditation. He never opened his eyes or spoke from the beginning to the end.
In the southeast corner of Greenstone City, a grand pharmacy is still open as usual. It has gray walls and black tiles, a wide entrance hall, and a plaque above the door clearly reads "Wancaotang".
This Wancaotang is the property of the Jiuyuanhui, the largest gang in Greenstone City. It is mainly to meet the needs of the members of the gang who are sick and injured, so they spend great efforts to collect various medicinal materials.
However, they often cost a lot of money when sold to the outside world, and only a little of the precious medicinal materials are released.
At this time, the door was deserted. After a while, Sun Huo walked out with a small paper bag in one hand and a look of pain on his face.
This small paper bag contains a relatively rare medicinal material called "King Kong Vine". This medicinal herb grows in high-cold places and is very effective in promoting blood circulation and setting bones. In addition, it can also be used to make some prescriptions.
Greatly improves the effectiveness of Pei Yuan and Strengthening Bones.
Sun Huo has been looking for this medicine for a long time, and today he finally asked about a small batch of it in Wancao Hall. Then he bought it at a high price.
In the past six years of practice, the black-robed man has lost 7788 silver coins. When he thought about the future expenses, Sun Huo couldn't help but sigh, and he didn't know how to solve this problem in the future.