Zuo Yuesheng and Lu Jing applauded and asked who did it.

"This poor monk doesn't know." The monk Budu spread his hands, "The Taiyu Clan wanted Licheng to hand over the murderer, but Licheng refused, and the Taiyu Clan almost mobilized the crowd to destroy Licheng. Fortunately, Zuo Shizhu, you guys Shanhaige intervened and blocked Taiyu back. As for who killed the young patriarch of Taiyu, if you don't even know Zuo Shizuo, let alone the poor monk."

"Why do I think you're very familiar with Liyu?" Qiu Bodeng asked suddenly.

Monk Budu poked his finger on the table and hurriedly said, "The poor monk has done a little research on the wealth and poverty of various states, and has heard a lot about it. Speaking of which, a few benefactors, should we answer the question? The house? Tomorrow's festival is very early, but it is also very lively, don't you want to take a look?"

Lu Jing was still wondering who was waiting for the sword to fly at the gate of the city, but when he realized that everyone else had already arrived at the gate of the tavern.

"Hey, hey, wait for me!"

Lu Jing shouted and chased after him.

"Newly folded twigs, Luo Bo Tuo is like a raw flower - like a raw flower!"

"The crown comb is also for sale! The crown comb is also sold!...Mother Hu made it herself, and pierced the beads with her hands!"

"..."

The four of them stood at the entrance of the tavern and watched the picturesque Licheng Great Street Night Market together.

There are no lights on the long street, but the red storks that swim in and out illuminate it magnificently.

Chili, as big as a giant whale, flowed over the street like a twilight, with a few children holding candied haws on their backs. The children were laughing and laughing, and some naughty ones slid down the back of the scorpion, and then was thrown up by the tail of the scorpion and fell back onto the back of the fish. Smaller groups swarmed to and fro among the wooden curtains of one stall after another.

All Licheng people, whether standing, sitting or walking, are always surrounded by fish in twos and threes.

The scene of "returning to the water" floated in front of Qiu Bodeng's eyes. He remembered that Zhou Ziyan said that the people in Licheng are all swimming fish, and death means that they have returned to the fish... He will not leave, and every time the people of Licheng turn back Turning their heads, their eyes swept across Liyu, and they knew that the people they loved and loved them were always by their side.

This is Licheng.

It is a city of people and fish.

Those who stayed in the shadow of the city gate that night must have hidden endless anger and killing intent in their hearts.

Their gods, their relatives, their acquaintances, and their affiliation were so contemptuously and indifferently mentioned that they became something of "scraping scales and stewing soup" in some people.

"If it were me, I would fight to the death to kill that kind of guy who is inferior to livestock." Lu Jing suddenly said as he watched Chi Chi swim past.

"Me too." Zuo Yuesheng said.

"Amitabha." Monk Budu put his hands together.

"Well." Qiu Bodeng responded, "Let's go."

The four people walked side by side to the street, and the rain was dense.

No one held an umbrella, they walked in the rain like the people of Licheng.

Walk for a while.

Zuo Yuesheng scolded Cao: "I said! Who wants to go back and get an umbrella! Damn it, the rain is cold enough."

"You go, you go." Lu Jing pulled up the placket, "Hurry up, hurry up."

"...Why should I go?" Zuo Yuesheng was unhappy, "When you just entered the store, it was you who put the umbrella."

"Uh……"

Lu Jing was at a loss for words, but the whole group had already walked out of most of the street. It would be a bit silly to turn their heads back at this time - mainly because he vaguely remembered that the tavern shopkeeper seemed to call them a few times from behind, but they were filled with righteous indignation at that time, and everyone I didn't notice, so I buried my head and left, "I said! Let's run!"

No wonder Zhou Ziyan hurried over to deliver an umbrella when he saw a flying boat landing before.

The rain in Licheng was so cold that it was like hell.

"Take it," Zuo Yuesheng had no choice but to roll up his sleeves, "Run and run! Run and run! Come and come, whoever gets to the last one will be punished with a drink—" Before he could finish speaking, he rushed. out.

"Damn fat man, you are lying!" Lu Jing scolded and followed.

"The poor monk is also here."

Qiu Bodeng didn't feel how cold the rain was. Seeing the three of them smooshed and slid around in the crowd, he was speechless for a while.

When he turned his head, it was an unknown child.

"Mother Hu asked me to give this to you."

………………

The mansion farthest from the City Zhusi that meets the requirements of Elder Tao.

"This is... the scales of Chili? Give red?"

Qiu Bodeng carefully looked at the blue and white porcelain cup in his hand by candlelight. A small porcelain cup, when opened, contained a cinnabar-like red paste with a beautiful color.

"It's useless for me to take this thing?"

"It can be used for lifescales."

The little puppet that had always been quietly in his sleeve fell to the ground at some point, pulled up and turned into an adult male figure - Shi Wuluo appeared in the dim light of the room.

Shi Wuluo leaned over slightly and held the celadon cup across Qiu Bodeng's hand.

He was already a little pale and inhuman, and this avatar transformed by witchcraft was simply not alive at all, and his fingers were as cold as ice. Qiu Bodeng was shivering from the cold, and some wanted to wave him away, but the corner of his eye suddenly stopped.

This person's incarnation is much more illusory than the day before.

"You are hurt?"

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"No problem."

"Oh." Qiu Bodeng nodded and asked again, "Isn't it the incarnation of witchcraft? Lie to me?"

"It's the incarnation of witchcraft." Shi Wuluo and Qiu Bodeng parted as soon as their hands touched. He picked up the celadon porcelain cup containing the red sand and turned to the other side of the table, "I didn't lie to you."