This is a very large city, comparable in size to Yincheng, the imperial capital of the Great Xia Empire.
This is a city that was very prosperous not long ago. The countless plaques and wine flags that have not been taken away on both sides of the street vaguely prove the bustling traffic in the past.
Because this city is called Foyou City, it has always been the imperial capital of the Foyin Dynasty!
What now?
This is a deserted city!
Nine out of ten shops on both sides of the street have been closed. Only if you walk two or three streets will you see one or two vendors selling things on poles. As for pedestrians, they can only be described as sparse.
!
Nie Heng was walking on a street that was supposed to be bustling. She Shiyun followed him with a puzzled look on her face.
"Nie Heng, why is this happening?"
She asked and stopped at the door of a wine shop.
This is a very ordinary small wine shop, it looks no different from small wine shops in other places, but just outside the door of such a small wine shop, there is a bloody head hanging.
Nie Heng also stopped and looked at the dead head, feeling very cold: "He has offended the Buddha Sect!"
He saw the door of the wine shop was sealed, so he guessed something.
"Let's go, there will be hotels that are open after all!"
Nie Heng said this and was about to continue walking forward, but suddenly the corner of his mouth tilted, revealing a cold smile.
Someone is coming, like the wind!
They are all bald monks, wearing almost the same robes and holding the same iron rod.
Only then did they intercept Nie Heng and She Shiyun in this deserted street at an extremely fast speed. The leader took two steps forward and looked at Nie Heng with his hands raised in front of him, bowing slightly.
"Our sect is Merciful. These two good people don't look like the people of Foyou City..."
Looking at him, Nie Heng replied: "Indeed not!"
The monk then asked: "If it's not the case, then I wonder if these two good people offered incense when they entered our Buddha Blessing City?"
"What kind of incense?" Nie Heng frowned and asked, "How to offer it?"
After hearing this, the monk finally stopped looking kindly and focused his gaze on She Shiyun, with some undisguised desire.
"The so-called offering is to prove your faith! Men need to hand over all their belongings and join our Buddhist sect to serve the monks for three days! Women are about the same, but they need to serve the monks for one month!"
What?
There is such a provision!
No wonder such a big city is so deserted: With such regulations, who would dare to come to this city? And even the people in the city must have been tortured and plundered enough!
Only then would a city that was called a good city turn into a dead city, with countless shops closed and wine shops afraid to entertain guests...
Everyone should have run for their lives!
As for those who couldn't escape or dared to resist, they probably all became bloody heads, hung in different places!
After thinking about all this, Nie Heng secretly took a breath: Qin Feng really shouldn't have killed the emperor of the Foyin Dynasty at that time!
If the emperor were here, the four major Buddhist sects would not be as rampant as they are now!
"Are you looking for death?"
She Shiyun had already seen the unkindness towards her and the desire to eat fruit from the other party's eyes, so she was very angry.
Feeling that the spiritual power in her body was gradually surging, Nie Heng said softly: "There is no need for us to take action!"
Hearing this, She Shiyun suppressed the thought of killing and asked: "Who else is there?"
With a mysterious smile, Nie Heng said: "One of their own!"
After finishing her words, before She Shiyun could figure out why the monk's "own people" would help her side, someone really came - another group of monks, not as many in number as before, but much stronger.
Just after jumping down from the stairs on both sides, these masked bald monks suddenly killed the previous monks!
They still use monk sticks, but every time they attack, they go all out. The monk sticks are like hammers, ruthlessly harvesting lives!
A bloody battle suddenly broke out on the street!
…
After tea time, the smell of blood had long filled the street.
Having killed the first monks who appeared, the subsequent group of masked monks confirmed one by one whether their opponents were really dead. Finally, they nodded to each other and without saying a word, they all jumped onto the roofs on both sides.
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Standing lightly on the eaves of a room, a masked monk looked down at Nie Heng: "Good man, go quickly. The barrier we have set up here can only last for two cups of tea. After that, everything here will
Being discovered! And this... catch it!"
After saying this, he waved his hand and sent the two tokens into Nie Heng's hands.
When I caught it, I saw two small tokens with the words "Buddha Bless the Good People of the City" engraved on them.
Thinking that this token might help him walk more freely in Foyou City without being harassed too much, Nie Heng immediately clasped his fists and bowed slightly to the monk above.
Seeing this, the masked monk was startled, but he said nothing more. He chose to wave his hand and left with his companions hiding their presence.
"I shouldn't have cupped my fists and bowed just now, but I should have done this..."
It was only then that Nie Heng smiled bitterly and stretched out a single palm, raised it up in front of his chest, and bowed like the monks.
She Shiyun felt that this action was not good-looking, at least she already felt disgusted with the Buddhist monks: "What should we do next? Who are you looking for?"
She knew that Nie Heng brought her here for more than a simple outing. After all, the Xuanjian Sect now needed Nie Heng, and Nie Heng had no time to travel around.
So she wanted to know the real reason why Nie Heng brought her here.
Nie Heng scratched his head and looked in a certain direction: "Let's go, follow them!"
"You mean those monks who just killed their companions?" She Shiyun was confused and asked, "Why do you follow them?"
"Because they have been followed by others, why don't we follow them and take a look?"
It turned out that the group of monks who helped Nie Heng had actually been overtaken by another group of monks, and among these later monks, there were also those in the martial arts realm.
Compared with the monks at the Martial Lord Realm, the strongest among the group of monks who helped Nie Heng was only the Martial King Realm, that is, the monk who finally gave Nie Heng two tokens.
Judging from his experience, Nie Heng knew that there would be more stories to come!
He wanted to see with his own eyes what kind of story this was.
…
In the easternmost part of Foyou City, there is a large lake on the edge of a large number of dilapidated houses. The lake surface is clear and the reflection is beautiful.
Arriving here, Nie Heng and She Shiyun hid in a big tree, quietly looking at an intersection not far away.
Someone came, the same monks who helped Nie Heng.
When they arrived at the lake, the only Martial King Realm monk among them immediately made sure that no one was following him, so he stood at the lake and continued to make dozens of complex seals with his hands.
Seeing this scene, Nie Heng praised: "Yes, you can use the 'Mirror Formation' in the Martial King Realm, so it's okay! It's just..."
She Shiyun didn't know what "mirror formation" was, but she was very concerned about another thing: "Just what?"
"It's just that his heavenly consciousness is not strong enough to notice such a simple concealment!"
As he spoke, Nie Heng looked at the dense forest outside the intersection.
Following his line of sight, She Shiyun also looked over, and sure enough she saw nearly a hundred monks holding scimitars.
Smiling slightly, Nie Heng said: "They are going to take action, right after the mirror formation is activated!"