It was a coincidence that as soon as he had such a thought in his mind, he felt a familiar magical energy surge from the city.

This magical ventilator is like a sign of the tides coming from the seaside. He has not even heard the sound of water, but the salty and humid sea breeze in the air conveys the breath of waves.

In Gu Liubai's perception, Changsun Wuji's magical power that was about to explode was like a huge tide.

The prosperous era was supported by many heroes like Changsun Wuji, but they all left this world one by one, and now it is finally time for Changsun Wuji to say goodbye to this prosperous era.

Gu Liubai took a deep breath. He looked upright and gave a serious salute to the direction where Changsun Wuji's breath of magical power came from.

A peddler carrying a load of candy sellers parked at the entrance of an alley in Chang'an.

Today, Chang'an has been empty in many streets and alleys, because many people went to Zongsheng Palace to watch the Tianda Ceremony and have not returned yet, and even the businesses of the shops in Xishi and East have become very light.

But there were still seven or eight children around the peddler's burden. The peddler smiled and kindly. The children around his burden had a small bamboo branch in their hands, and a small ball of solidified sugar juice was stained on the branches.

The peddler had just poured a big horse with sugar water. One of the children happily stretched out his hand and put down a piece of silver.

This piece of silver is more than a dozen taels. The child is dressed in ordinary clothes and does not look like a rich child who can easily take out such a piece of silver. But what is very strange is that among the children reunited around, the older ones look like they are in their teens, and they are all dressed in ordinary clothes. They should be children of ordinary families, but these children do not seem to feel anything strange, as if the child left behind not a piece of silver from the eldest, but a bronze.

The peddler was still smiling, and he also received the silver as if he had collected a copper coin.

He looked at the other children who were drooling and said, "If you want sugar people, you can just exchange the things at home. You can do anything. I can buy all the worthless old goods here, and you can exchange them for sugar..."

Before the peddler finished speaking, he felt something strange.

He looked up at the alley, and his face turned pale in an instant.

A faint light and shadow came from the depths of the alley. From a distance, it was just a glowing cloudy wind, but from a close distance it looked like a human figure, an armored ghost soldier.

The ghost soldier paused in the shadow of the alley, as if he was afraid of the sunlight outside, but he seemed to stop to look at and deter the peddler.

The peddler's body trembled. He reached out and touched the wooden board used by the candy man. A yellow wooden bowl appeared in his hand. He bit his finger and stirred it in the wooden bowl. The blood in the wooden bowl suddenly turned red and golden.

He quickly dipped his fingers in the red and golden blood, and quickly drew a Taoist talisman on the wooden board where the sugar-painted man was originally painted.

The edge of the Taoist talisman is constantly glowing under the sunlight, as if it is about to burn.

But the ghost soldier ended the scrutiny at this time and walked straight towards him.

The peddler was extremely frightened and reached out and grabbed a handful of things from his sleeve, sprinkling the ghost soldier.

This handful of things is very fine and the size of rice grains, but after sprinkling it, it is very strange, turning into chicken heads.

These children did not feel dangerous at all, but thought that the peddler's trick became beautiful, and they cheered and cheered.

These chicken-shaped objects pecked at the Yin soldiers, but the Yin soldiers were not hindered at all and rushed past them.

The peddler exclaimed, not knowing how to deal with such things at all, and just felt that there was a strange aura passing through his body.

The next moment, he was even more shocked, his eyebrows were slightly hot. In his perception, he saw a strange energy like a candle flame floating three inches in front of his eyebrows.

This flame never dissipates. No matter how the peddler uses the true energy, the flame will always hover there.

He even took out a ball from his pocket and applied it to his eyebrows, but the flame did not change at all.

He quickly closed the stall and stayed in the alley for a while, but the flames remained motionless without any change.

"Damn it."

His face looked like earth, and he knew in his heart that something big was not good. This should be the amazing method that a great master in the city used, directly combining his energy, leaving him a brand of vitality.

As soon as he thought of this, he felt that his life was about to be lost, and his strong desire to survive filled his forehead, leaving him with the only thought of leaving the city quickly.

He didn't even need to take a burden, and quickly walked towards the nearest city gate. After walking hundreds of meters, he was stunned. He saw a man who looked like a merchant walking out of a restaurant in front of him. There was also such a flame in front of the man's eyebrows, but the flame in front of his eyebrows was orange-yellow, and in his eyes, the flame in front of the man's eyebrows was purple-black.

Just a glance at each other, his heart twitched violently, feeling an astonishing evil spirit and murderous intent coming towards him.

"This man killed a lot of people."

Such thoughts suddenly appeared in his heart.

...

Chen Tu's incense and candle shop is also rare to be idle.

Although no one visited all the incense and candle shops in Chang'an to make a conclusion, at least for these neighbors nearby, Chen Tu's incense and candle shops have always been the best business.

Before, Zhou Lu'er and Gu Shiwu secretly laughed at Chen Tu to kill pigs. In fact, he didn't need to help during this period. He has helped to bring out several good pig-killers.

The boss did not treat him badly at all, and he would still calculate his wages every month.

The incense and candle shop has already opened a branch in Yong'anfang, but Chen Tu was actually unwilling to open it in his heart.

If you have enough money to spend and you have a little time, that's better than anything else.

But if the business is so good, it is easy to cause doubt.

And it can also help a few neighbors solve the problem of a way out.

There is no way, just open one.

Use more people.

Recently, Chen Tu has become obsessed with stewing soup.

People always have a hobby.

And after all, in the future, my wife will be able to give birth to babies, confinement, and nourish her body.

Even though he can't help but open his mouth, he can't ask his wife to serve him at those times and stew soup for him, right?

When a ball of light and shadow appeared, Chen Tu was washing some dried wild mushrooms at the door of the store, and a clean pheasant had already been placed in the clay pot next to it.

These wild mushrooms were bought in Dongshi, but Chen Tu is also an expert among experts in these wild mountain products. He has only bought them a few times. The shopkeeper in the shop knew that the owner of this incense and candle shop is a top-notch foodie.

So sometimes when a large number of goods came in, he asked Chen Tu to pick them first. He also asked Chen Tu to take a look at them to see if there were any inappropriate mixed bacteria, especially poisonous bacteria.

Chen Tu had long sensed the light and shadow, but he didn't raise his head, as if he knew nothing.

The light and shadow gradually formed the appearance of a ghost soldier, looking at Chen Tu several feet in front of him.

Chen Tu felt a sense of resentment in his heart, and the ghost soldier suddenly seemed to be about to pounce on him.

But Chen Tu suddenly sighed again.

He understood what happened to this Yin soldier, but he complained in his heart that although I killed a lot of people, I was doing good deeds. I either killed people who should have been cut into pieces or were extremely vicious and wanted to come to me.

I am not a bad person, and now I have washed my hands and made soup. Don’t bother me like this?

He actually complained in his heart, thinking that if he really couldn't handle such a thing, he could only go to Gu Shiwu.

Anyway, Gu Shiwu is very capable now.

But when he complained, there seemed to be an indescribable sense of righteousness around his body. The Yin soldier seemed to feel it out at once. He just took a step towards him. The Yin soldier instantly dissipated in his perception and disappeared.

...

At the same time, in an alley in Guiyifang, a ghost soldier appeared in front of a carriage.

The door curtains of the carriage were separated, and there seemed to be no one in the carriage.

But this ghost soldier showed an aggressive feeling.

As it approached, a figure appeared in the carriage, which was Xu Qi who was often found by Zhou Lu'er.

Xu Qi looked at the ghost soldier and suddenly became nervous for some reason.

He began to feel his eyebrows getting hot and his mind hurt. It seemed that something was about to break his head and get out.

At the same time, the Yin soldier seemed to feel an amazing aura, and the light outside it surged violently.

However, at this moment, Luang Po fell down.

She stood at the front of the car and waved to the ghost soldier.

The Yin soldier paused in an instant, and then turned into starry light and dispersed.

Luang Po turned his head and looked at Xu Qi, looked at the sweat beads on Xu Qi's forehead, and then turned to look at the small temple position near the river in the yard, a rare solemn expression appeared in her eyes.

...

Changsun Xiyu was with Changsun Wuji.

Several monks sat around the pavilion, and the true energy on their bodies continued to fall into the talisman line under them. The entire pavilion turned into a talisman array, releasing powerful talisman meaning.

The vital energy was constantly apart from Changsun Wuji's body, just like the dispersed power of many powerful generals when they finally left the world.

But with these vital energy, special spiritual power also appeared.

The figures of heroic spirits walked out of the pavilion, said goodbye to Changsun Wuji, and said goodbye to this world.

Changsun Wuji's meridians began to dry up and withered like flowers losing their water.

The process of dispersing the ritual and cutting off life was very painful, and his bones and flesh began to shrink.

However, in this pain that ordinary people cannot bear, Changsun Wuji always maintained a proud smile.
Chapter completed!