With Kui Niu war drums frightening the five-color sacred cattle, Yu Xian felt proud this time.
In order to make it easier to travel, he still used a gourd to put Zuoqiu Junyi, Cai Yan and Wang Li away.
Guan Hai shook off the mud and water on his body and transformed into his original form.
Yu Xian ignored the dirty mud and jumped on Guan Hai's back, grabbing the bristles tightly and urging Guan Hai forward.
Guan Hai galloped with all his strength, and Yu Xian was not idle either. He held his breath and watched the movement in the distance on the pig's back.
Guan Hai was running extremely fast, and soon he saw the royal city in sight.
The scene here was obviously triggered by those powerful people. A rain curtain lay in front of Yu Xian, cutting the inside into another world.
At this time, the royal city had turned into a bloody hell.
Raging flames soared into the sky. There was no peaceful singing and dancing in the royal city, and everything was in chaos.
Countless Yin Shang remnants were frantically killing the people of the royal city.
The Zhou people in the royal city cried and fled, but there was no way they could avoid the butcher's knife of the Yin Shang rebels.
The Chengzhou Eighth Division, which protected the Zhou people, was caught off guard by the Yin and Shang soldiers because of its command paralysis.
The thundering Kui Niu war drums shattered their gathered military morale, and after a short period of persistence, they were ultimately defeated.
The battle was so hasty and fierce that all the forces that originally entered the royal city felt strongly uneasy.
Faced with the sudden chaos and fierce fighting, they all withdrew cautiously after a brief communication.
They looked around in confusion at the world inside the rain curtain, not knowing what had happened.
Yu Xian grasped Guan Hai's mane and held it tightly.
The two of them stood looking at each other from a distance for a long time. Yu Xian shouted regretfully, "It's a pity that I didn't see through this puzzle earlier!"
With the invasion of Luoyi, the royal city finally could not return to its past.
When Yu Xian looked back, he realized that everything that happened was so clear and vivid.
No wonder the scene in Luoyi is frozen in the moment before the sacrifice, and no wonder the plot in Wangcheng is bounded by the death of the noble old man and continues in a cycle.
This is clearly a camp mission where you have to choose one of two.
If you choose Luoyi, help the Yin Shang survivors complete the sacrifices, and take out the Kui Niu war drum, then the Yin Shang survivors will launch bloody revenge on the Zhou people, and the plot of the royal city will fail.
What about choosing the royal city?
A picture appeared in front of Yu Xian of the luxurious old man walking around uneasily and using yarrow to divine fortune.
Later, the old man was accidentally poisoned to death, and even the yarrow ashes were taken away.
Yu Xian was convinced that yes, maybe the key to the royal city was there.
Yu Xian had reason to believe that as a peer-to-peer camp mission, since the end of the previous chapter and the beginning of the next chapter of the King City plot were bounded by the luxurious old man, the key to solving the problem must also be with that old man.
Perhaps what the old man divined was the upcoming rebellion in Luoyi! And the old man's sudden death made this secret hidden forever.
Yu Xian estimated that if he could try to prevent the luxurious old man from drinking the bowl of poisonous fish soup, then the plot could be completely reversed.
At that time, the Eighth Division of Chengzhou in the royal city, under the command of the old man, went out in a majestic manner to kill all the rebellious officials and traitors who were offering sacrifices.
This is what Yu Xian regrets.
No matter how you look at it, the strength of the Zhou family in the royal city must be stronger than those of the surviving survivors in Luoyi.
If Yu Xian uses the royal city as a breakthrough point, he may be able to obtain something more useful than the Kui Niu War Drum.
Yu Xian sighed with regret, and Guan Hai also turned into a human form. He scratched his head and sat next to Yu Xian.
While Yu Xian was having a variety of emotions, he suddenly heard a quiet flute sound coming from the rain curtain.
The sound of the flute was very soft and ethereal at the beginning. After a while, the sweet and relaxing melody was like a happy bird, hovering around.
Yu Xian was startled for a moment and then turned around.
I saw a five or six-year-old boy, riding on a lazy green bull, slowly walking out of the rain. The boy closed his eyes happily and played the flute, seemingly unaware that a bloody battle was taking place around him.
Killing.
Yu Xian frowned. Being able to walk out of the rain curtain should not be an illusion. But why did the various forces surrounding the rain curtain not respond at all?
Yu Xian looked at Guan Hai uncertainly, "Senior brother, can you see the guy in front of you?"
Guan Hai nodded and said matter-of-factly, "Yes, I don't know which family this kid is from. Why is he so naughty? He dares to break in anywhere."
Yu Xian stared at it carefully for a while, but found a problem, "No, look behind the rain curtain."
Guan Hai quickly raised his eyes and saw that the royal city was being fought and slaughtered in the rain, and it seemed to be slowly rolling up from both sides like a painting.
The figures on the edge of the city stood still for an instant, curling up like pieces of paper.
The scrolling speed of the picture was extremely slow, and the characters in the innermost part of the royal city were still fighting in a daze and ignorance.
Finally, with the light and melodious sound of the flute, the entire royal city was gathered into a bunch, and then like a white shadow, it fell into the boy's flute.
Yu Xian took a breath of cold air.
Is this the big boss behind the scenes?!
The five or six-year-old boy seemed to wake up from his own world at this moment. He stopped playing the flute and smiled at Yu Xian.
"Bring it here."
Yu Xian looked at his bright eyes and listened to his gentle voice, and instinctively relaxed his guard.
He thought for a while and took out the Kui Niu war drum from his arms, "You want this?"
The boy smiled and shook his head, "What's so rare about something like this?"
Then he stretched out his hand and a copper pot flew out from Yu Xian's body.
When Yu Xian saw the copper pot, he suddenly knew what the boy wanted.
During the sacrifice, Yu Xian once used a copper plate to hold the blood of the nobles of the Zhou Dynasty. But when it didn't work, Yu Xian smeared blood on his body and served as a sacrifice himself. This promoted the plot of Luoyi.
Yu Xian saw that the blood was extraordinary, so he put the remaining part in a copper pot, intending to keep it for later study.
Who would have thought that this powerful guy who showed up would be so disdainful of the Kui Niu War Drum, yet care so much about the remaining blood.
Yu Xian felt a little regretful, he would have used it all if he had known about it.
The boy made another move, and the copper pot fell into his hand.
He tucked the bamboo flute in his hand to his waist, opened the copper pot and took a look, his face full of regret.
He looked at Yu Xian again, shook his head, urged the green bull on his crotch, and walked slowly away.
Yu Xian couldn't help shouting, "Wait a minute."
The boy riding the bull did not look back, but said slowly and in a long voice, "Is it worth it to be smeared with the blood of a saint and treated as the most precious sacrifice? A grand sacrifice?"
Yu Xian was stunned.
Thinking back on what I had done, I didn't know how to answer.
I heard the boy slowly say, "It's better to be like that pig, happily dragging its tail..."