Songdu was originally just an unknown small town in Xuzhou. Because it is located in a remote place, it is not suitable for business, and it has become increasingly lonely over the years.

Because of the fact that several high-ranking officials were released, the court paid quite a lot of attention to Songdu. During the past ten years, several prefectures were changed, but they were useless. Instead, one-fifth of the population gradually lost.

I thought this remote small town would become more and more desolate, but I'm afraid no one could have thought that the prosperity of Songdu was closely related to the disasters in Xuzhou.

Xuzhou is originally a mountainous and forested area, and Songdu is surrounded by mountains and forests, so monsters have always been indispensable. Mingdiansi sent many people to guard the city.

When the disaster occurred, Songdu was the first to preserve it. The population of a large number of surrounding towns gathered together. As the situation fermented, many people in Xuzhou went here for shelter, and the population was once close to one million.

With the help of Mingdiansi, the town developed very fast. With the magic of immortals, a city wall could be built in just a few days as long as the materials are enough. The same is true for houses, even the food is just a few storage bags to transport.

Therefore, the first city wall in Songdu has expanded three times, and a total of four walls inside and outside have wrapped up nearly one million people, and the area is already several times that of the original.

The closer you get to the inner floor, the more prosperous it is. The county yamen in Songdu is also located at the center. There are hundreds of yamen runners coming in and out every day, and thousands of officers and soldiers help manage order.

There is a round table in the lobby of the county government. More than ten people sat next to it, most of whom were young talents. The seven oldest men looked only in their early thirties, and the three female disciples looked delicate, all in their twenties.

Among them, an old man was headed by his hair and beard, but his face did not have too many wrinkles. His body was Ming Diansi's robe, but there was a green python embroidered on it.

Generally speaking, only the True Soul Realm of the Ming Diansi will leave unique patterns on the clothes decoration.

Next to the old man was the current magistrate of Songdu, named Zhang Zhongming, who was about forty years old, with a slightly submissive expression and rubbing his hands on the table.

"Wu Xianchang, do you think the strange things in this city are caused by demons?"

Wu Yifeng glanced at him. Originally, Zhang Zhongming had a very good ability, but because of disaster, he came into contact with demons and scared his courage. Now, it has become a routine to seek help from Ming Diansi when things happen.

"Jingcheng, let's talk about it."

He pointed to the youngest woman among the dozens and signaled her to speak.

In fact, these people are all disciples of Mr. Wu. In fact, many people from the Ming Diansi use their masters as their relationship, but there are also purely superiors and subordinates like Wang Zhen.

Jiang Cheng glanced at the people around him nervously. As Mr. Wu’s few female disciples, and he was the youngest, generally speaking, there was no need for her to speak at all, so she was naturally a little nervous at this time.

"Return to Master, from this morning...well...Mao time, I have found that many children have disappeared one after another, with a number of about 200."

Wu Yifeng sighed and let his true soul realm practice, but he didn't feel anything strange in the city: "More than 200 people... Does anyone know how it disappeared?"

Jiang Cheng opened her mouth and thought for a while and was about to answer. A short-haired man in his early twenties next to her took the lead and said.

"Disciple knows that many women reacted to me. At that time, I saw my children playing in the last second, but they disappeared as soon as they turned around."

Wu Yifeng nodded slightly. His ten disciples had different personalities, some were heavy and calm, and naturally some were very happy to be successful.

The disciple just said that he was named Jiang Xing, and his talent was the best. Unlike the rest of the people, he was born with acquired magical powers. His magical powers were born with great potential, and his potential was far beyond ordinary people, but his personality was arrogant and irritable.

Judging from the current clues, Songdu has another demon, and has the ability to be invisible and colorless, which can be said to be very difficult.

Fortunately, the mortals in the town have a very high trust in Mingdiansi because of disasters. Even if their family members die because of demons, there will be no chaos.

Wu Yifeng is in charge of Songdu, so he naturally cannot take action at will. Once he has an accident, even if he is only slightly injured, it is likely to attract the attention of demons. Moreover, this is also a good opportunity to train his disciples.

He turned to the oldest disciple and said, "Xu Ping, you are the eldest senior brother and have the deepest cultivation. You will lead your junior brother and sister to deal with this demon."

Jiang Xing next to him showed joy. His family was all eunuchs, and his father also served as the Minister of the Workers' Department in the court.

It was not his pursuit to be an immortal forever, but he was very concerned about the official position of Mingdiansi.

So he thought of killing demons more and promoting his official position. He looked at his senior brother Xu Ping eagerly, and Jiang Xing also knew that with the other party's good character, he would never reject him.

As expected, when Xu Ping saw Jiang Xing reacting like this, he couldn't refuse and thought of agreeing, but before he could speak, Mr. Wu took the lead in saying.

"In addition to Jiang Xing, you can pick six more people. This demon can commit crimes under my nose, so you can't underestimate it."

Xu Ping bowed respectfully, and at the same time glanced at the indignant Jiang Xing and said, "Yes, Master."

He couldn't help but feel relieved. His junior brother was too difficult to manage. Sometimes he usually made his own decisions, but now he is fine.

Jiang Xing couldn't help but ask, "Master, why is this? In terms of supernatural power cultivation, except for the elder brother, which of the brothers present is my opponent?"

As soon as these words were said, the rest of the people were a little angry. The Jiangxing family had a good background and they gave in to him everywhere. Although the magical powers and cultivation were indeed better than the side, if they fought with all their strength, it would be hard to say the outcome.

"Shut up!!!"

Mr. Wu's face turned red. He didn't expect that people born with supernatural powers would be so difficult to manage. Most of the acquired supernatural powers have the same experience and are easy to understand each other.

Among the disciples, a dark-skinned man who looked more honest and honest stood up. His name was Zhang Tie, who was born in a farmer. His whole family was killed by demons. By chance, he joined Mr. Wu's disciple and was a third disciple.

"Master, since my junior brother insists on interfering in the affairs of demons, why not let him search alone."

"That's fine, thank you for your third senior brother." Jiang Xing looked like he was sold and he was counting money for others, which attracted chuckling from others.

Mr. Wu sighed with a headache: "I have other arrangements for you. The senior disciple Song Fang, whom I recognize, has come to Songdu. If you don't think you are extremely talented, then go and meet him."

Jiang Xing replied with a little impatient look on his face: "Song Fang, why have I never heard of it?"

Senior sister Wu Qing'er sneered: "Have Song Fang never heard of Wu Xiaoliu Jianyu?"

"Little Wuliang Sword..." Jiang Xing muttered a few words, then suddenly remembered the name. It was rumored that he was a disciple of the Lord of the Ming Diansi Palace, and his sword skills were extremely amazing.

At the same time, in the fourth urban area of ​​Songdu, Song Fang suddenly had a little itchy nose, and he looked at the surrounding environment with dissatisfaction.

Zhou Bai walked aside, holding the thin horse in one hand, and Ah Huang followed behind him, while his attention was all focused on this emerging town.

Although its area is probably more than twice that of Hangzhou Du, its population is at least three times more, which makes it a bit confusing.

Because the outermost wall was built not long ago, the fourth urban area is the most disorderly and crowded, and the streets are lined with a large number of houses built of stone bricks.

These houses also have at least four floors, and are divided into large and small compartments, all filled with civilians.

Zhou Bai's head was covered with bamboo poles and dry clothes, and there were traffic on the streets. If he walked slowly, he would be led forward by the crowd.

There are also various smells walking in the air, with the aroma of food and naturally the smell of garbage on the ground.

Traces of the Ming Diansi can be seen everywhere, such as materials that can build high-rise houses, which must be mixed with spiritual materials, otherwise it will be impossible to support them.

This dense population also requires a large number of jobs, but Songdu, a town that has just transformed into one million, obviously cannot meet the requirements, and the food still needs to be filled with the help of Mingdiansi.

Song Fang seemed out of place with the surrounding environment. He looked at the ground and couldn't help complaining: "Although it's not the first time I've been here, I still feel noisy. Zhou Bai, what do you think?"

"It's OK, but there are indeed a lot of people."

Zhou Bai felt good, and even though he was in Song, he had the illusion of being in the city in his previous life. Moreover, this extremely dense house, except for the lack of some sense of technology, would be cyberpunk.

"Let's go, hurry up and go to the next city. The closer you get to the center, the fewer people will be."

Song Fang's pace began to speed up, and he held the sword in his arms to avoid falling on the ground with water.

Zhou Bai looked at the nearby shops curiously, selling all kinds of novel foods. Although he wanted to stop, Song Fang was the guide after all, and there was time to come.

He hurriedly followed, but fortunately, the pedestrians on the road were willing to get out of the way, otherwise they would inevitably bump into each other.

Before Zhou Bai could walk far, a boy of seven or eight years old rushed towards him, and his body hit him directly.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

The boy apologized repeatedly, his head lowered, and he took out a bag from his arms with one hand.

He felt the weight of the bag full of weight and was immediately delighted. He planned to bypass Zhou Bai and leave, but felt that his wrist was being grabbed tightly.

When he looked up, Zhou Baiming leaned over to look at the boy with a smile.

"Remember to gain more eyesight when you take action next time." Zhou Bai took back the bag of the boy's hand, then touched his head, and turned around to chase Song Fang.

After he left, the boy reacted. At this time, several strong men surrounded him and whispered to ask about the situation.

Even if there are despicable business like pickpockets, there are rules and must be managed as a local gang. The boy shook his head repeatedly and got into the crowd with the warning eyes of the strong men.

When he found an alley with fewer people, he couldn't help but touch it in his arms, and then took out more than a dozen small pieces of silver.

It can be seen that the money was originally a complete piece, but it was crushed with someone's fingers. After it was broken into pieces, it was convenient for him to use it.

The boy knew that he had a great fortune, but he knew he would never make any noise. He took out a piece of cloth from his pocket, wrapped the broken silver, and then swallowed it into his stomach with pain.

This is also his natural ability since he was a child. He can easily spit out the things in his stomach and avoid the gang's body search.

At this time, Zhou Bai had already passed through the city gate and reached the third city area. Although the guards were stricter, the two of them just lit up the token of Mingdiansi and passed by smoothly.

The boy before was not old, but Zhou Bai used his Yin and Yang eyes to clearly feel the aura of the demonic powers on him. Although it was very light, he would not notice it without careful inspection.

So Zhou Bai made a good relationship, and anyway, a few taels of silver were optional for him.

When he arrived at the third urban area, Song Fang immediately relaxed and looked up and saw that the place protected by the two city walls was full of large tracts of rice.

There are already many farmers who harvest mature grains in it, which is extremely efficient. Usually after cutting the rice directly, people will immediately burn the remaining rice stalks, and then plow the fields and sow seeds.

A magic circle envelops the rice fields. No matter how the temperature outside changes, it has always been in a constant temperature state.

"It's really a big deal. Such a magic array costs a lot of spiritual materials, right?" Zhou Bai was a little surprised. He set up this labor-intensive and expensive spiritual array just to make the food mature as soon as possible.

Song Fangze replied strangely: "Of course, there is also a colleague who can accelerate plant growth in the city. Don't you think it's more labor-saving than letting Mingdiansi continue to send people to Xuzhou to transport food."

"This is the reason." Zhou Bai thought about it. After all, the Ming Diansi dominates Jiuzhou and the resources in his hands are extremely terrifying. He does have this ability.

The two of them walked through the golden rice fields and finally entered the second urban area, which was more central. The houses inside were significantly lower, at most they were only double-layered, and there was not as crowded as the outer layer.

The people walking on the streets were also dressed neatly, and many people even dressed in luxurious clothes and wore gold and silver. You should know that the wealthy businessmen who fled to Xuzhou may be concentrated in the only three remaining towns.

Songdu is the town that receives the most refugees. Because of the protection of Mingdiansi, prices have not risen, so this situation has occurred.

As soon as the two of them entered the city gate, there seemed to be someone waiting for them not far away.

Jiang Xing led the two of them and stopped Zhou Bai and the others directly. His eyes glanced at them and finally landed on the long sword on Song Fang's waist.

"Little Wuliang Sword, right?"

Song Fang frowned. He could feel the hostility of the person in front of him and immediately took the gesture of drawing his sword.

Zhou Baize looks like he is watching a show. Is this an indispensable slap in the face of the protagonist template?
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