Palm fairy garden

Chapter 39 Chaos
The sudden change prevented Su Ming from testing the distance of the paper puppets in the Hall of Immortals.

After hastily searching the storage bags of several people, he controlled the two paper puppets to return the same way.

In front of the beach.

Su Ming watched the two ghostly figures galloping towards him.

Putting away the storage bag in the paper puppet's hand, Su Ming immediately sacrificed to the Immortal Hall, shouting: "Take it."

The two paper puppets shrunk quickly and got into the mini fairy palace.

Putting the Hall of Immortals into the storage bag, Su Ming didn't dare to delay, and immediately got up and rushed towards Qingshuifang City.

Five hundred miles away.

With the blessing of light body technique, it only took Su Ming an hour to rush back to Qingshuifang City.

"This"

Su Ming looked at Qingshuifang City in front of him, and wondered if his vision was wrong.

The Qingshuifang City in front of me has changed from the previous open situation. Not only the outer protective formations have been activated, but there are also many more patrolling monks outside the formations.

"Stop!"

As soon as Su Ming approached Fangshi, a monk from the patrol team came out from the patrol team.

He looked Su Ming up and down, with a trace of scrutiny in his eyes: "Where are you from, and why did you come to Qingshuifang City?"

Su Ming clasped his fists at the other party and said, "This fellow Taoist, I am the owner of the shop at No. 19, Dingzi, Xifang District, Qingshuifang City. This is my shop badge."

With that said, Su Ming took out a shop waist badge of the T-19 shop from the storage bag, and handed it over.

The patrol cultivator took the badge and inspected it carefully, and the vigilance on his face relaxed a little.

He glared at Su Ming: "People from Xifang District? Why are you running around! Didn't you know that the magic cultivator from Wu'an Mansion came here?"

heard.

Su Ming's heart tightened, and he hurriedly asked: "Wu'an Mansion is nearly ten thousand miles away from my Shangyang County, how did these demon cultivators come here so quickly?"

"Who knows?"

The patrol monk waved his hand impatiently, "These demon cultivators, like locusts in transit, come to Lizhou to snatch them every few decades."

Seeing that the patrol cultivator was a little impatient, Su Ming cupped his hands, walked through the formation, and walked into Qingshuifang City.

Just stepped into the city.

Su Ming noticed that the atmosphere in Fangshi had become somewhat different.

Compared with the bustling and bustling past, in Qingshuifang City today, many shops have closed their doors and ceased operations.

Su Ming's complexion was heavy, and he kept walking towards Xifang District.

soon.

T-19 shop has arrived.

Just as he expected, the entire T-shaped street in Xifang District was closed, except for the shop next door to Su Ming's house - T-shaped No. 18 shop, which still had a crack in the door.

"Mr. Christine?"

Su Ming didn't care about going home, so he immediately walked to the door of the No. 18 shop.

Before he could knock on the door, a petite figure rushed out, it was Gong Xiaocai.

She was just over 1.5 meters tall, looked up at Su Ming who was already close to 1.8 meters tall, with excitement and joy mixed on her pretty face.

At this moment, she seemed to have forgotten the difference between men and women. She grabbed Su Ming's big hand and sobbed, "Where did you go? I thought it was woo-woo."

As Gong Xiaocai spoke, she burst into tears.

The sound of crying attracted Old Gong, and when he saw Su Ming, the wrinkles on his old face loosened slightly.

"Gentlemen."

Su Ming cupped his hands towards the old man.

"Just come back, let's talk in the room first."

"Ah."

Su Ming nodded.

The backyard of the shop at T-18.

After Mr. Gong narrated, Su Ming finally figured out what happened to the outside world when he was not in Qingshuifang City for more than half a month.

Generally speaking, during this period of time, the vicinity of Qingshuifang City, or the entire Shangyang County, was not peaceful.

In the neighboring Wu'an Mansion of Shangyang County, a small group of demon cultivators fled to the boundary of Shangyang County.

In fact, the small group of demon cultivators was not enough to cause trouble, but the chaos brought about by the demon cultivators after they fled to Shangyang County caused everyone the most headache.

During this period of time, outside Qingshuifang City, I don't know how many casual cultivators or family monks, under the guise of demon cultivators, intercepted and killed their fellow practitioners everywhere.

Among other things, people die every day in Xifang District of Qingshuifang City.

This is not a sporadic death incident like Su's father and Yang Laoliu, but a mass death.

"So many people die every day?"

Su Ming looked at Mr. Gong and Xiaocai Gong in shock.

"That's right, in our T-shaped street alone, more than a dozen people died yesterday!"

Old Gong said in a deep voice.

It is not difficult to see from his heavy expression that this disaster is more serious than what he encountered last time.

"What is Lingbao Mountain doing? The evil disaster is so raging, does Lingbao Mountain just sit back and ignore it?"

Su Ming was a little annoyed.

The sudden evil disaster completely disrupted his plan to evacuate Qingshuifang City in advance.

Although Su Ming is confident that with his current strength, he can absolutely disdain all the monks of the Qi training period, but when facing the monks of the foundation establishment period head-on, he is probably not an opponent.

The strength of the monks in the foundation building period is far from comparable to that of the monks in the Qi training period.

Leaving other things aside, his paper puppets would definitely not be able to withstand several magical attacks from the Foundation Establishment cultivators, let alone he only had two paper puppets now.

Old Gong shook his head and sighed unceasingly, how could he understand the idea of ​​a big sect like Lingbao Mountain.

Perhaps in the eyes of Lingbao Mountain, the life and death of casual cultivators is not important at all.

Anyway, the demon cultivators dare not go wild near the Lingbao Mountain Zongmen.

"Mr. Gong, what are your plans for the future?"

Su Ming asked.

"Let's take a step and see one step at a time,"

Mr. Gong shook his head, "With the current situation, it is definitely not possible to go to the Xianxia sect. We can only temporarily live in Qingshuifang City, and make plans after the evil disaster subsides."

Hearing this, Su Ming felt a little sorry.

If it weren't for waiting for him to go to Xianxia School together, maybe Gong Lao and Gong Xiaocai would have got up and gone to Lanzhou long ago.

Unlike now, trapped in Qingshuifang City, afraid to go out.

Su Ming nodded and sighed, "For the time being, that's the only way to go."

Farewell to Mr. Gong and Xiaocai Gong.

Su Ming didn't go home directly, but went straight to Dongfang District.

Dongfang District, Xianbao Building.

Unlike the desolation in Xifang District, the business of Xianbaolou in Dongfang District is booming unexpectedly.

Usually, many monks who are not willing to change the magical artifacts all gather around Xianbaolou to buy the magical artifacts. The booming business makes several shop assistants dizzy and busy.

Even Chen Wang, the shopkeeper, went off in person to introduce various magic tools to the visitors.

Despite being busy, Chen Wang recognized Su Ming in the crowd at a glance.

Seeing Su Ming, he hastily called out to a buddy to take over his work, and got away from the crowd.

The main hall on the second floor of Xianbao Building.

Chen Wang called Su Ming to sit down, poured tea for him, and said, "Brother Su, where have you been these days? You don't know. The price of magical artifacts has skyrocketed during this period! And the supply is in short supply! "

When it comes to the price and supply of the magic weapon, Chen Wang's face is full of excitement.

Obviously, the evil disaster is not bad for everyone.

For example, shopkeeper Chen, who made a living by selling magical artifacts, when the evil disaster came, his magical artifact business exploded like never before.

For him, the longer the evil disaster lasts, the more beneficial it will be.

(End of this chapter)