Chapter 28 Disaster From the Sky
In Sangufang, Ding Yi followed Miao Buzhen through the streets and walked towards Zuixianlou.
At this moment, various stalls have been set up on both sides of the road, with hot rice porridge and fragrant oil cakes, wontons wrapped in thin dough, and white noodles sprinkled with chopped green onions, which really opened Ding Yi's eyes.
I thought this world was as poor as Xiaotan Village, but now it seems that the living standard in this county town is much higher than that of Xiaotan Village.
"Haven't you had breakfast yet?"
Miao Buzhen looked at Ding Yi who had been staring at the breakfast stall and couldn't help but smiled and said.
"Yeah."
Ding Yi nodded.
"Let's go to Zuixianlou and eat it. The osmanthus cake there is the most famous. I guarantee you will never forget it after eating it."
Miao Buzhen smiled.
"Brother Miao, why do most people here seem to be in a bad mood?"
Ding Yi suddenly asked.
Miao Buzhen suddenly stopped when he heard this, and then asked in surprise:
"You come to the Yin-Yang Palace, but you don't know about Yin-Yang Evil?"
Ding Yi was shocked when he heard this, but he still pretended to be confused and said:
"I don't really know."
"Shh, this is not a place to talk, follow me."
Miao Buzhen looked around vigilantly, and then took Ding Yi to a small alley.
"Brother Ding, you don't even know about Yin-Yang Evil, are you here just to experience that feeling?"
Miao Buzhen looked at Ding Yi with a teasing look on his face.
"This, there was indeed something unusual last night, is this the so-called Yin-Yang Evil?"
Ding Yi asked.
"It seems that you have experienced the power of Yin Yang evil."
"At Chou time every day, Yin Yang evil will flow into the outer city. If you hear it, you will have desires and lose your essence."
"But you can also go to the Yin Yang Palace to buy tranquilizing pills, which can protect you from the torture of Yin Yang evil. Of course, this thing is not cheap, otherwise I would not get up early and stay up late every day to earn copper coins!"
Miao Buzhen sighed.
After hearing this, Ding Yi realized that all the residents in this city would be attacked by Yin Yang evil every night, and they could also buy tranquilizing pills to resist damage. Isn't this the same as the pure way of doing things in the Xuerouguan of Xiaotan Village!
"Brother Ding, Brother Ding!"
Miao Buzhen looked at Ding Yi and fell into deep thought. He thought he was frightened by the Yin Yang evil, so he patted Ding Yi on the shoulder.
"Brother Ding, don't panic too much. All the temples and shrines in the world are like this. The Yin-Yang Palace is guided by the Yin-Yang desire, which is good."
"At least there is no worry about life in the short term, and there are even many people immersed in it."
Miao Buzhen spread out the folding fan in his hand, fanning the wind while shaking his head.
Hearing this, Ding Yi finally understood a little.
Organizations like the Blood and Flesh Temple are purely for collecting blood and flesh resentment, striving to sacrifice the entire village in a short period of time to obtain something, while the Yin-Yang Palace here is using the strategy of boiling a frog in warm water.
Although there are Yin-Yang evil spirits here every night, fortunately it is not for a long time, and money can be exchanged for tranquilizing pills, which not only gives the residents in the city a motivation, but even if they don't have money to buy medicine, the residents will not blame the Yin-Yang Palace, but will blame themselves for not working hard enough.
The opportunity is given to you. Everyone is working hard to make money. Why don't you have money to buy medicine?
Have you ever asked yourself if you work hard?
"High, really high..."
Ding Yi muttered to himself.
"Brother Ding, listen to my advice. It feels good, but it hurts your body. You are so young. You should buy tranquilizing pills."
As he said that, Miao Buzhen walked out of the alley with a folding fan. Seeing this, Ding Yi followed him silently without saying anything.
Walking on the street again, Ding Yi felt that the vendors around him seemed to have changed a little.
Some fatigue can still be seen on their faces, but more of it is helplessness and hesitation.
The hustle and bustle, the chaotic flow of people and the noisy shouting made Ding Yi suddenly feel like he was back to Blue Star, but those tired faces made him sober again.
"Live."
This thought inexplicably appeared in Ding Yi's mind, and his eyes became indifferent.
The two chatted all the way, one after the other, and finally arrived at the so-called Zuixian Building half an hour later.
This is a two-story attic, which seems to be very famous. When Ding Yi and his friends arrived, there were already many people sitting inside eating tea and snacks.
"Mr. Miao is here!"
"Mr. Miao, you've made us wait so long!"
"Hurry up!"
Miao Buzhen seemed to be a celebrity here. As soon as he appeared, everyone in the restaurant started to shout. Some people even stood up and walked over to pull Miao Buzhen, asking him to come in quickly.
"Don't panic, don't panic, I'm coming!"
Miao Buzhen laughed and then walked to a small square table at the front of the first floor and sat down.
Tea and cakes had been prepared on the square table. After Miao Buzhen sat down, he first took a sip of the teacup, then shook his folding fan and said:
"Yesterday we talked about the demon star that fell from the sky, and the Daliang Dynasty was in turmoil because of it. Today we will talk about the life of the Daliang martial god Jin Wuhuan!"
Under the stage, Ding Yi found a table at random and listened to the biography of the characters told by Miao Buzhen on the stage. His face immediately became exciting.
From Miao Buzhen's mouth, Ding Yi knew that the country where he traveled was called Liang, and the current emperor was Liang Wendi Zhou Yuanjing.
Daliang ruled the twelve states for hundreds of years, and many talented people emerged, among which the Tianwu Division was the most dazzling.
In the twelfth year of Yuan Jing, a disaster star fell from the sky, and demons and evil spirits appeared in various states. The century-old foundation of Daliang was shaken overnight.
The source of the disaster claimed to worship gods, and belonged to the four palaces and 108 constellations in the sky...
Ding Yi was stunned for a while when listening to Miao Buzhen's storytelling. He even forgot to eat the osmanthus cake on the table. He didn't expect that the world he traveled to would be so complicated and evil. He didn't know if Miao Buzhen was exaggerating.
But the many audiences in the audience were very interested and nodded from time to time, which made Ding Yi feel that even if Miao Buzhen said a little exaggerated, it was not much different.
"It turns out that this Yinyang Palace is also one of the disaster stars. It belongs to Tianwei Star and is the actual controlling organization of Qingzhou, but on the surface it is called Shangzong or Shen Palace."
Ding Yi listened for a whole morning and finally learned some information about Yinyang Palace from the discussions of the people around him. His brows frowned slightly.
This Qingzhou includes 39 counties, each of which has dozens of counties. It can be said that no place can escape the invasion of Yin and Yang evil spirits.
The people in other states are even more miserable. When they encounter a more severe disaster star, the destruction of the city is also a common occurrence.
Today's Daliang is in name only. Although Zhongzhou still respects the royal family, the royal families of the other 11 states are powerless to intervene. They can only symbolically send personnel to settle in, but in fact they have no effect.
Today's world is an era of coexistence of immortal palaces and division of governance. It can be said that Ding Yi traveled here at the craziest time.
Near noon, Miao Buzhen finished his storytelling, said goodbye to everyone and prepared to go home.
Seeing this, Ding Yi hurriedly stood up and called Miao Buzhen.
"Brother Miao, I'm going to go to the Yin and Yang Palace to take a look, so I won't go back with you."
Ding Yi said to Miao Buzhen.
"Oh? It seems that Brother Ding has made a decision, so I'll take my leave."
Miao Buzhen seemed to have expected it. He arched his hands to Ding Yi and left Zuixianlou, fanning himself.
Ding Yi looked at Miao Buzhen's back, then called the waiter, took out some change to pay the bill, and asked about the location of the Yin Yang Palace's base. Then he left the restaurant.