Walking on the street.

Ruozhi suddenly stood still, and suddenly, he felt like he was a different life.

However, after staying in the restaurant and in that room on the floor for so short period of time, the world has changed.

Originally, the streets were filled with people at this moment, and the streets dozens of feet wide were full of pedestrians. No wonder a cultivator once said, "I don't know the cold and heat in the mountains, but it's been a thousand years in a flash."

Ruozhi stopped and looked at it carefully. With his current vision, although the long street was wide and wide, it was not difficult to see.

The pedestrians on the road were indeed as the young man said, as long as they were robes, they were extremely luxurious.

Those who wear short clothes can tell at a glance that because they are almost all on the roadside, either selling or walking slowly on the roadside, it seems that the middle of the road is not where they should go.

Ruozhi withdrew his gaze and stopped looking at it.

What is this place and what does it have to do with him? He will leave sooner or later. He is not interested in becoming a "big hero" who changes the world.

Speaking of which, just as he was about to leave, he suddenly remembered that it was indeed a temporary idea to "visit" the young man.

But now it seems that this decision is quite correct. After all, the person seems to have a lot of dissatisfaction with the world. If things are abnormal, there will be monsters. Perhaps it will be an opportunity...

Thinking of this, Ruozhi glanced at him again. Not far away, at the highest point of the restaurant, he took a quiet step towards the distance. Although he had nowhere to go, he was always here, but he was not.

Alas, take one step, count as one step.

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In the small room.

The little girl in green clothes looked at the half-open window, but the young man ignored her and held her porcelain cup, drinking the tea in it bit by bit, with a thoughtful look on her face.

"Young Master, that person has gone far away." The little girl in green clothes retracted her little head "sneaky" and she was not a mute.

"Of course I've gone far away. People have said they're leaving, so how could they be here?" The young man said for granted.

"Young Master, why do you trust others so easily? How can you know the quality of that person?" said the little girl.

"I don't know, can you, do you know?" said the young man, "Besides, you see, he is not young anymore. He is an elder. He should respect the elders."

"But, the lady said..." The little girl wanted to talk too much.

"It's good, okay, everything is what she said. Is she my sister or your sister? Why do you love listening to her so much? Remember, you are my son, my people, do you understand?" The young man was "dissatisfied" and said.

The little girl whined and stopped talking. When it comes to reasoning, who can talk about his own son?

.........

After a while of silence, the little girl said again: "Young Master, that person said he would come to visit you later. Why did you tell him about our mansion?"

"Nonsense, I won't tell them that they can find our family," the young man said very well, "And, I always feel that the man seems not simple."

"Well, it's not simple," said the little girl, "Since it's not simple, why should we provoke him? What if he is a bad guy?"

"So what if you are a bad guy? With our family's strength, are you still afraid of him being just one person? Besides..." The young man picked up the porcelain cup and drank the tea in it. "What's more, he didn't say it, but he seemed to have some objections to the world. This is why I really want to see him." After a pause, the young man laughed, "Your son, I am not that stupid."

When the little girl heard this, she hurriedly shut up, lowered her head again, and went to pretend to be mute. The young man was hysterical again. Don't talk to him about the wrong things in this world, otherwise she would also be "crazy".

Seeing this, the young man felt bored. He held an empty white porcelain cup in his hand and looked around, but he began to think about it...

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After walking around the street for a day, I saw the setting sun and it was getting dark.

Suddenly, waves of rumbling and drum sounds came from afar.

From far to near, slowly, the entire city seemed to be ringing, with rumbling drums.

The drum sound seemed to be a signal. When the rumbling drum sound was heard, the people on the street began to walk into their respective houses one by one...

It takes only a short time to go clean, and the quality of the person, or the rules here, can be seen.

But if it is, there is nowhere to go.

It’s not that he didn’t think about staying in the hotel. He had seen this common sense in books, but when someone asked him for real money, he really couldn’t get it out. As a result, he was naturally driven out.

Ruozhi was wandering on the street, looking at the scattered passers-by, and it was a bit difficult to understand why he walked so quickly.

However, he didn't care too much about it. After practicing Taoism for so many years, especially after following Mu Qing, no matter day and night, the bluestone was his residence. It really didn't work. It would be fine if he just found a place and meditated for a night. It would be no difficult.

As the drums sounded, it gradually became loose and deeper, and the sky began to darken...

The sky turned completely dark and the drums stopped.

At this time, there were no sight on the wide streets, and no noise could be heard.

It is exactly the so-called time when everything is quiet.

Ruozhi looked up at the night sky, but fortunately, the clear moon was still there, but there was no change.

On the street, under the eaves of a house, Ruozhi sat cross-legged and began to meditate quietly. He wanted to see what would happen at night here and why everyone ran so fast.

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In the distance, the thick city gate opened "rumbling" and opened.

Teams of soldiers wearing black armor, black wind, and tower helmets, walked out.

The first person was riding a tall, big black horse, holding a thick long-handled sword in his hand.

Teams of black armored soldiers gathered at the city gate and above the open space...

The man rode a dark horse, stood up and looked at him without saying a word.

The soldiers seemed to have a good training, and soon the whole team completed it quietly, standing on the spot, waiting for the rest of the world...

After a while, I seemed to feel that it was almost done. I raised my head and looked at Qingyue in front of me, and felt that the time was up.

As soon as the reins were tied, the dark horse under his crotch neighed, as if sending some signal to the city.

The man pointed a long knife in his hand and said in a deep voice: "The night patrol begins."

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Chapter completed!