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Chapter 308 What I saw on the road

The funeral procession was very characteristic of local folk customs, which attracted Wang Ping to get up and walk to the window to take a closer look.

At the front of the team was a group of soldiers. Their armors were covered with red robes, and the robes were embroidered with patterns of fire clouds.

The funeral performers looked like they were rich and powerful at first glance, because they could walk down the main street with great fanfare, and have soldiers clear the way. Most importantly, their clothes could also display the logo of the Zhenyang Sect.

In the middle of the team of soldiers, there were two young men wearing red masks, covered with red dye, and wearing only underpants. They danced an unknown dance as they walked. Every time they danced, sparks emitted from their bodies. They looked like They were two beasts that had just come down the mountain.

Behind the team of government soldiers were family members. The leader was wearing the official uniform of a second-grade military attache, with a Taoist priest's hair crown on his head, and a wooden hairpin. His right sleeve was embroidered with a fire cloud pattern. Behind him were half the family members. He was wearing the Taoist robes of the True Yang Sect, and half of them were wearing the official robes of military attachés.

"Did you play the suona wrongly? Why does it feel like you are welcoming a bride?" Yu Lian's little head popped out of her cuffs and curiously looked at the team in the distance. After she finished speaking, she retracted into her cuffs because there was a knock on the door. .

"Come in!"

The person who entered the private room was not the waiter just now, but an older waiter. He politely put the dinner plate and wine bottle in his hand on the table. Hot air.

The clerk put down his things, closed the door of the private room with his backhand, and then said, "Taoist Master, please use it."

Wang Ping pointed to the small coffee table next to the window and said, "Bring it over here."

"Yes!"

The waiter took the dinner plate and wine bottle to the window and put them down. Seeing the team outside, he explained in a low voice: "This must be the old lady of the Governor's Mansion who has passed away. I heard that she lived for more than two hundred years. She is ours." Governor, he is still an outer disciple of Zhenyang Sect and has the cultivation level to enter the country."

He pointed lightly at the person at the front of the family line. There were many people paying attention to the governor at the moment, so it didn't attract his attention.

Behind the procession of family members was a coffin that required more than a dozen big men to carry, and the top of the coffin was still burning with flames. An old woman in rich clothes danced in the flames in the same way as the two young men in front of her. The flames did not burn the old woman, nor did she. The coffin was not burned, it seemed like an illusion.

"The ancestors of the Governor's Mansion were in the Far East Continent, a place called Luyang Kingdom. I heard that they have a custom after the death of their old man, which is to dance with the old man to say goodbye to him. This time at the Governor's Mansion is different. I guess I asked for advice. The monks of the True Yang Sect have slightly changed their customs.”

After listening to the waiter's introduction, Wang Ping suddenly felt that the world was very big, and he had only seen the tip of the iceberg of this world. At this moment, the funeral procession was approaching, and the sound of suona filled his ears.

"I'm going to Beijing!"

Wang Ping closed the window and glanced at the three-ring logo of the Qianmuguan Internal Affairs Office on the wine bottle. With a flick of his finger, the imperceptible wood spirit energy emerged, completely eradicating the noisy sounds in his ears.

"There are four roads from Dalincheng to Shangjing. One is the Chi Road. If you ride a horse, you can get there in seven days at the fastest. It only takes a little more than a month to walk. However, you need to report every hundred miles on the Chi Road. .”

"The second way is to take the Chiyan River. Because it goes upstream, there are Linshui Mansion's flying boats, ordinary scull boats, and official ships using trackers. I have some connections here that can help you get one. The quota for official ships lasts from half a month to one month."

"The third road is the sea route. Follow the maritime trade ships to the north. In half a month, you will arrive at Beigang on Qingpu Road. From there, it will only take twenty days to go to Beijing."

"The fourth road is to take the official road. This road runs through all the important cities in the north. It is a bit detoured because of this. It takes at least three months to walk. It is impossible to ride a horse because part of the official road is repaired. On the edge of the cliff, there are some roads going up and down the mountain.”

"Isn't there a straight road?" Wang Ping asked.

"No!" "Okay, I understand, you go down and do your work." Wang Ping picked up a piece of sausage and put it into his mouth, and then he frowned, it was so sweet.

When the waiter walked out of the private room, Wang Ping removed the soundproof barrier, and the sound of the suona came again, but it was not as loud as before. He opened the window and saw paper money all over the floor.

Yu Lian got out of her sleeves, sniffed the rice wine first, then spat out the Snake Xinzi in disgust, and then controlled a piece of sausage to fall into her mouth with water spirit energy, "It tastes pretty good!"

"... "

Wang Ping and Yu Lian were never in tune with each other when it came to eating.

After eating and drinking, when Wang Ping walked out of the inn, the funeral procession of the Governor's Mansion had already passed through the south of the city. He used the seeds he scattered to find the direction and walked straight to the north of the city.

He chose the official way. He wanted to see what the world under the Shinto was like.

half a month later.

Wang Ping finally walked out of the plain area of ​​Liangjiang and entered Yunjiang Road along the official road.

Yunjiang Road is an area jointly governed by the imperial court and the Zhenyang Sect, and is also the buffer zone between Shangjing Fourth Road and the Zhenyang Sect parish.

When I first entered Yunjiang Road, I felt that it was no different from Qianjiang Road. There were still bright red buildings and bright red clothes. People everywhere were worshiping Lie Yang Zhenjun, but they were worshiping together with the emperor.

But as Wang Ping went deep into the complex of Yunjiang Road, the red buildings and red clothes gradually became less and less. At the same time, the popular sacrificial activities and various ancestral halls also changed. The big clan had a big ancestral hall. , there are many small branch ancestral halls below the big ancestral hall.

The villages, towns, and even counties along the way are all based on clans!

Wang Ping also saw enslaved people and demons, who would be marked with special magic circles. The magic circles were created by the priests of the ancestral hall. As long as they escaped from the ancestral hall within a certain range, the magic circle would activate on its own. Kill them.

What worried Wang Ping was that the enslaved people and monsters had no spirituality. Generally, this situation only appeared on the dead. After careful investigation, Wang Ping found that their spirituality was all locked in the magic circle. It is not difficult to break these magic circles. For Wang Ping, it is just an idea.

But it was extremely difficult for these serfs.

But in this case, if someone is determined to do something, the Shangjing area will probably fall into turmoil in an instant...

Even Wang Ping's scalp felt numb when he thought of this.

More than ten days later.

Wang Ping walked to the junction of Yunjiang Road and Pingzhou Road and saw Binguan, which has always been talked about by people. It is located in a narrow mountain stream and is the only way to Pingzhou Road within a radius of 300 miles. The only way to get here is to fly over, because it is surrounded by continuous mountains.

Xiongguan can indeed be called Xiongguan, but the gate of the city is like purgatory.

When Wang Ping arrived, he happened to see the soldiers at the pass using the demon clan's life to perform a living sacrifice, and the object of the sacrifice was naturally their emperor.

(End of this chapter)