polar demon

Chapter 494 Reunion ([-]) Thanks to the book friend "Fat Cat Da Wet" for the reward!

After nightfall, the colorful lights of Fengbei City are very beautiful.

Jiang Yuan and Yu Ling played in the night market together, and there were not many opportunities to relax.

The two happily went shopping, guessed lantern riddles, and had a great time.

After learning that the sacrificial field will take place here, Jiang Yuan rushed over after dealing with the matter at hand.

As for the sacrificial field, Jiang Yuan has had direct contact with it once in the divine art, and he is no stranger to it.

And this time, Jiang Yuan also learned more information about the sacrificial field from the Imperial Secret Sect.

Fengbei City is about to be reduced to a sacrificial place, and the Imperial Law Secret Sect has notified Luo Guo here, and the surrounding area of ​​Fengbei City has also begun to be blocked. Ordinary people can no longer enter and exit, just like Taiping Town was blocked back then.

For this reason, Jiang Yuan once asked the people of the Secret School of Imperial Law if they could move all the living people in Fengbei City away in advance, leaving an empty city, so as to prevent the gods and demons from harvesting living souls.

The answer Jiang Yuan got was that some people did do this in ancient times.

However, the sacrificial field did not come to the empty city for this reason, but instead appeared in other living cities with unexpected results, causing serious losses to the mortals and the noble families in that city who were caught off guard.

Therefore, people think that a place that is known and controllable is much better than a place that is unknown and uncontrollable.

Therefore, the supernatural forces will not move away the living people in the city where the sacrificial field will appear, so as to avoid unpredictable changes in the sacrificial field.

When the sacrificial field was calculated to appear in Fengbei City, all living people in this city had already been abandoned.

Jiang Yuan also did not plan to move the living people here, otherwise, if the sacrificial field suddenly appeared on the site of Xincheng itself, the situation would be even worse.

He had a vague feeling that the sacrificial field was aimed at him this time, so he came here in person, waiting for the sacrificial field to happen.

The people in the city didn't know what was about to happen, and they were still living their lives as usual.

It was only after learning that the access roads outside the city were suddenly blocked by officers and soldiers that there were occasional doubts and uneasiness.

On the song stage, there are still business girls singing:

"Fengbei is good, Fengbei is good, with beautiful mountains and rivers, beautiful scenery, prosperity and stability, singing and dancing everywhere to promote peace! Shengping, Shengping!"

It has to be said that the night in Fengbei City is very lively.

The prosperity of the city also makes the people here have to play for a long time after nightfall.

Jiang Yuan and Yu Ling walked along the street while watching, like an ordinary couple in love.

However, after walking not far, Jiang Yuan suddenly stopped, and Yu Ling's eyes looked towards the street in doubt.

In a dark corner of the street, there is a figure sitting on a Maza, with a small square table in front of him.

The man was tall and thin, wearing a large black and red witch's clothes, and the clothes were covered with bronze mirrors of different sizes.He wears a high crown on his head, a piece of green square jade on his forehead, and holds a scroll of bamboo slips in his hand.

This is an octogenarian, his thin appearance and body are full of the thickness and texture of the years.

What is particularly peculiar is his eyes. The pupils of the octogenarian are very dark black. Next to the two pupils, there is a small red spot, which is blood red like being pierced by a needle.

Seeing this strange old man, Yu Ling couldn't help but wonder:
"Young master, this person seems to be..."

Jiang Yuan smiled, and walked over with Yu Ling.

When the two of them got closer, they saw the old man was still hanging his head down on the square table, playing with the objects on the table.

There are a lot of objects on the table, including some turtle shells and weeds. The old man is arranging the weeds into a unique order with his hands, and then keeps increasing and decreasing.

Jiang Yuan looked at it for a while and asked:

"What is this doing?"

The old man replied without raising his head:

"Fortune telling."

Jiang Yuan smiled slightly:
"Can you do the math for me? By the way, do you want to collect money?"

Only then did the old man pause slightly:
"It's free for the first time; the reward for the second time is for me to put forward any conditions."

"You are quite confident." Jiang Yuan said bluntly.

The first time it is free, the old man is sure that it will definitely count, so that the customer will come to the door for the second time, and the old man can let the old man make a condition.

The old man raised his head and asked:
"What do you want?"

Jiang Yuan thought for a while, then replied:
"It's bad luck."

The old man continued to ask:
"Long or short?"

"How do you say that?" Jiang Yuan asked.

The old man stretched out his hand, spread the tortoise shells and weeds on the table and said:

"As the saying goes: Divination is short and tortoise is long. You tell me whether the bad luck you want to calculate is short-term or long-term, so that I can choose a suitable magic weapon for you. For short-term divination, it is more accurate to use divination. For long-term For divination, tortoise divination is more reliable."

Jiang Yuan wondered:
"Is the short-term bad luck different from the long-term one?"

"The auspiciousness will change when the time is different." The old man replied, "It's like a person who unfortunately broke his leg while riding a horse. Military service saves life, that's auspicious."

Jiang Yuan hesitated and replied:

"I'm long-term."

The old man grabbed the turtle shell from the table and placed it in his palm.

Afterwards, a mass of raging fire suddenly appeared in the palm of the old man, enveloping the tortoise shell and burning it.

The tortoise shell continued to explode in the raging fire, and cracks burst open on it.

The old man squinted his weird eyes, and was about to look carefully at the turtle shell.

However, at this time, there was a "crack!", and the entire tortoise shell burst into pieces.

The old man let out a sigh and frowned, threw away the tortoise shell that exploded, and took a complete tortoise shell from the table to continue burning.

This time, just like last time, when the old man tried to look closely at the cracks in the tortoise's shell, the tortoise's shell would explode and shatter by itself.

The old man tried again, but the result was still the same. The old man still couldn't see the crack on the turtle's shell clearly.

"Your life, I can't count."

In the end, the old man resentfully threw the burnt tortoise shell on the ground and said:

"But I can give you a story."

Jiang Yuan shrugged, turned and left.

This old man was none other than Wu Ji Xianxin whom Jiang Yuan had met through magic.

Regarding this witch, Jiang Yuan has no enmity with him, but he is also on guard.

Back then outside the temple, before he entered the magic arts, he had an exchange with Xianxin to clear up a lot of doubts in his heart.After all, Jiang Yuan has to thank him.

But in another time and space in the divine arts, the witch and ugly woman told herself that she must be careful first.

Now that Xian Xin appeared in Fengbei City tonight, Jiang Yuan would never think that he happened to pass by, so he came to chat with him.

But knowing that at this moment, Jiang Yuan still got nothing, and he lost interest in the story that Xin Zao had prepared.

That's why Jiang Yuan turned around and left, wasting time here, it's better to spend more time enjoying the beauty of the night.

Although Jiang Yuanhe planned to leave, Xian Xin still said slowly:
"In ancient times, a male clan in the Jin Kingdom faced a great enemy, and the family was about to be destroyed. The patriarch hurriedly found Wu Zhu, who was in charge of offering sacrifices to him, and prepared to question him and punish him.

He asked Wu Zhu angrily: "You sacrificed for me, and the sacrifice must not be fat, and the fasting was not sincere."As a result, the gods in the sky are now angered, causing my family to perish. Why do you want to do this? '

Wu Zhu replied: "The original patriarch only had one artifact.But he didn't think it was too little, but he was worried that his virtue was not enough, and he was afraid that he might make a little mistake.Now that you have four artifacts, not only are you not worried about your lack of morality, but you just think there are too few artifacts.You know that spending huge sums of money to search for artifacts in the world will inevitably increase taxes on the people.When there are too many taxes and labor, the people will naturally be dissatisfied, and they will curse and scold you.And do you really think that just by praying to the gods and offering sacrifices to the gods, you can bring good luck to your family?If the people are dissatisfied, they will secretly turn their backs on you, curse you, and you will perish.You only expect me to pray and bless you, but everyone in the fief curses you, can my praises and blessings compare to everyone's curses and scolds?Isn't it quite natural that your family is facing extinction?What is my fault? '

One person wishes it, one country curses it, one wish is worth ten thousand curses, isn't it appropriate for the country to perish?What crime do you wish? "

After the story was told, Xian Xin put away the Mazar square table and gradually left.

Following the flowing crowd, Xian Xin's figure quickly disappeared on the street.

Jiang Yuan couldn't help recalling his story:
"I wish you all the best..."

Jiang Yuan didn't understand what Xian Xin told himself about this story.

Could it be that mortals can still affect the survival of the royal family?It's ridiculous.

Ordinary people are like ants to the royal family, they are just human sacrifices for sacrifices.

Jiang Yuan shook his head, and was about to put aside this boring story, but suddenly his heart moved.

He suddenly remembered that although mortals are different from the children of the noble family, they have one thing in common, and that is the soul!

It doesn't matter whether it is the soul of a mortal or a disciple of a noble family, whether it is the soul of the strong or the soul of the weak, they are all the same.

So far, Jiang Yuan has encountered only ghost energy and "Soul Ascension Art" that can change the soul.

Thinking of this, Jiang Yuan asked Yu Ling beside him for help, and asked Yu Ling to confirm the matter of the soul through the artifact.

Soon Yu Ling confirmed that it was completed, using the soul of a living person to sacrifice to the artifact, and it really only pays attention to quantity, not quality.

In the eyes of the artifact, whether it is an old man, a child, a man, a woman, a nobleman, a slut, a good person, a bad person, a mortal, an extraordinary person... all souls are the same, and there is no difference between them.

Only the existence of another realm, such as gods and demons, will have a soul that is very different from that of the human race.

Jiang Yuan's magic weapon is not easy to say that the soul of a mortal can make it create a ghost, and if there are enough souls of the gods, it can even create a demon.

"What does he mean by telling me this story?"

Jiang Yuan looked at the direction in which Wu Ji Xianxin was leaving. Xianxin had already chosen to leave, so Jiang Yuan would naturally not catch up and ask.

Many things have to be figured out by yourself.

"My lord?" Yu Ling looked at Jiang Yuan worriedly, "Did something happen?"

Jiang Yuan came back to his senses, he hugged Tailing:

"It's okay, let's continue playing."

If you can't figure it out, put it aside for the time being, and sooner or later you will understand.

It is better to pity the people in front of you than to be full of rivers and mountains and think about the distance.

(End of this chapter)