The government's granary was built in the east corner of the city. After the news of the internal guards arrived, all the elite soldiers that could be mobilized nearby were on alert.

People with outstanding martial arts skills in the government offices and the army were stationed inside and outside the granary.

Most of these people are wearing light armor, but one of them, who is regarded as the backbone by everyone, is wearing the robe of a civil servant. He has high cheekbones, a long gray beard, a sword on the left side of his waist, and a dart on the other side.

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Suddenly, there was a loud noise about two or three miles away, followed immediately by a sentence that made everyone change their minds.

"Shao Lingxiao is here, who dares to look for him?"

When the sound reached here, it was no longer very loud, but the echo that came from high and far away vaguely spread to the streets, alleys, and houses, lingering around the blue bricks and eaves.

It seems that this sentence has an irresistible and inescapable magic power.

Anyone who heard this voice near the granary noticed that the Qi in their bodies was restless, as if it was suddenly resonating with the rhythm of the words and deviating from the original route of the inner Qi.

The higher the skill, the clearer this feeling will be.

"Shao Lingxiao"!

This name is familiar to everyone present. The name of the leader of the Demon Cult has been mentioned constantly in the streets and alleys for the past ten years.

The story of the five great masters killing the leader of the demon sect has been told and performed many times, and it has aroused the yearning for those peerless masters and magical skills among many young people or passionate people.

If they had heard this name not long ago, some people might have thought it was just the same name. However, when they just received the news that the Demon Cult had returned to the world and demons were killing and plundering everywhere, and they suddenly heard someone announcing their name like this, I am afraid no one would dare.

I doubt whether his identity is true or false.

And after the loud sound of the air waves and the disturbing demonic sound, there was a thunderbolt from the blue sky.

It was a loud explosion that was both explosive and dull. Such a sound could only be heard under the heavy and dull dark clouds that suppressed thousands of hectares of wind and rain.

Unlike the previous magic sound, which the more masters experienced, the deeper they experienced it, this loud noise brought the same experience to everyone regardless of their superiority or inferiority.

The guards in the granary, as well as the streets outside the granary, teahouses, restaurants, mansions and houses, old and young, all heard this sound within a radius of several miles.

One after another, each one was duller than the other. Many people seemed to have smelled the smell of dark clouds, wind, rain, thunder and lightning in such sounds, and felt a little coolness and humidity, and raised their heads involuntarily.

However, the sun was still blazing in the sky, and the sunlight spread endlessly over everything, making the black tiles on the eaves a little lighter, turning the blue bricks gray, and making the hairpins with coiled hair slightly shiny.

"This is not thunder!"

The government soldiers guarding outside the granary came back and exchanged views with each other.

"Could it be... the sound of drums?"

"A master is playing drums? What does Shao Lingxiao want to do?"

Everyone was very worried, they pressed their weapons tightly and looked at the direction where the sound came from just now.

The dull loud noise became more and more muffled. It originally sounded like it was exploding and shocking again and again, but later it seemed that there was only the aftertaste of vibration hidden deep in the heavy clouds and mist.

Suddenly there was another shock, and the loud noise was mixed with the sweet and clear sound of countless broken jade and silver plates hitting each other. The tinkling sounds were innumerable, noisy and rainy.

Everyone's ears were telling them that they were experiencing a heavy rain in the city. Far and near, the different sounds falling on the streets, houses, leaves, earthen pots, and water tanks were all brought to them by the heavy rain.

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The smoke stirred up by the rain was hazy, surrounding everything outside the house. What could be seen clearly were only relatives and friends who were in the same room.

But their eyes couldn't see any raindrops, and when they stretched out their hands, they couldn't catch even a drop of raindrops like jade beads, only the high, bright sun.

Many people found it difficult to accept such a gap, and even simply closed their eyes and found a place nearby to sit down, leaning against the wall. Pedestrians stopped for it.

They couldn't help but choose to forget the sunshine, welcome the rain, embrace the sound of rain, and for a long time put down those chores that maybe don't need to be too anxious, and enjoy the baptism of this "rain".

The officials and soldiers at the granary have their responsibilities, so naturally they cannot make such a choice with peace of mind.

The more wonderful the experience brought by the sound of rain, the more alert they became, resisting the sound with strong hostility. The young generals and soldiers up and down became more and more nervous.

Finally, in the direction they were looking at, a figure came flying towards them.

Many people subconsciously drew their bow strings and leveled their spear points. Fortunately, the long-bearded civil servant raised his hand in time to stop him: "Wait a minute."

The person who came was a friend, not an enemy. The face wearing an eyepatch with only one eye wide open was a look that many people were familiar with.

"uncle!!"

The one-eyed man came closer. His Qinggong skills were too hasty and he stumbled. He rushed to the long-bearded civil servant like he was rolling and crawling, and grabbed his sleeve.

"Devil, the leader of the Demon Cult is here. A pipa player is stopping him and he has made a bet..."

His words were rushed and chaotic, but the one-eyed man repeated a few key points incoherently, making others understand what he meant.

The people around had different expressions, and some people said dubiously: "Is he really the leader of the Demon Cult?"

"Shortly after he left Laojun Mountain, he drove hundreds of demons to cause trouble. From the news we heard, he caused at least a dozen major riots in the city. The villages and caravans that the demons passed through,

The tragedies encountered are not fully described in the news about the internal guards, but they can be imagined."

"Why did you make such a bet instead of taking action directly after arriving at our place?"

In the minds of many people in the Tang Dynasty, the image of Shao Lingxiao was like the hell ghosts and gods on temple murals. He was powerful, terrifying, ferocious, and surrounded by thousands of evil spirits.

The bet recounted by the one-eyed man made the leader of ghosts and gods who came to reality from the story seem a little different from everyone's subconscious impression, and seemed a little more human.

It would be fine if that person was so vicious that he just walked over with blood on the ground, but the way he looks now makes people uncomfortable.

Some people also thought: "The handsome musician holding the pipa in his hand should be one of the three masters of Chang'an, the 'Wan Lai Qian Sheng'. It sounds like he can compete with Shao Lingxiao?"

"We still have to go and see for ourselves to know exactly what is going on."

The long-bearded civil servant pulled back his sleeves, gave the order, and said, "I'll go over there first, and you guys will go separately to invite people. Nephew, you go find the inner guard and spread the news! Quick!"

People in the government office originally believed that those demons were completely incapable of controlling their actions, and the trajectories of their actions were unpredictable. It might not be the right approach to gather all the useful combat power in one or two places.

The martial arts sects and martial arts masters spread all over the world can actually be regarded as a natural warning. It is best to let them stay where they are accustomed.

But now the situation is completely different. Facing the leader of the demon sect, the manpower is too small. It is always good to invite more help.

only……

The long-bearded civil servant had some unspeakable worries in his heart: The demons were behaving wildly and were ferocious and untamable. They were willing to resist, but they had no choice but not to resist. But if they were replaced by such a demon sect leader who never took the initiative to look for them, what would those people choose?

On the way to see Shao Lingxiao, Changxu Wenguan was just imagining the choices of those people.

The man surnamed Li, who had been drinking with the one-eyed man before, had seen with his own eyes the choices some people made.

This person named Li, whose full name is Li Feihu, is also quite famous in the world. Although he is still a short distance away from the realm of first-class masters, his Qinggong is said to have surpassed several first-class martial artists.

After all, the one-eyed man has a good connection in the government, and Li Feihu has a wider network of contacts in the world, so he can know some things that even the local government does not know.

For example, Mr. Shi Qingshi, a veteran of Guanzhong Green Forest, held a thank-you banquet for his grandson at Shan's Restaurant in the north of the city this morning.

Li Feihu got bored staying there, so he ran out of the banquet before meeting the one-eyed man and going to drink together. At this time, everyone in Shan's Restaurant should not have dispersed yet.

Sure enough, when he arrived there, at least 40% of the seats were still filled with guests, chatting here and there.

Li Feihu walked all the way in and arrived at the hall where Shi Qing was.

"Everyone!" He clasped his fists in his arms, laughed loudly, and said, "Li is so lucky today, so lucky!!"

His mouth was dry, and he saw nearly twenty wine bottles staggered on an empty table next to him. Some of the wine bottles had their lids off, but there was still wine in them, so he picked them up and took a few sips.

The people sitting in this hall are very different from those outside. They are all well-known and first-class figures in the world. They have the right path, but some have a solitary reputation and are difficult to figure out.

The two heroes of Gusu, Murong Xiao, Murong Gu, Qingping Tieguai and Jin Qianchuan, the hero of Hanshan should laugh at me, etc.

Shi Qing was a little old man with a stooped back and a wrinkled face. Seeing Li Feihu barge in at this time, he was not annoyed and said with a smile: "Slow down, slow down, our Green Forest Restaurant doesn't have any other ones, but we just have enough drinks."

Duo, I wonder what kind of blessings Brother Li has encountered today, and he is so happy?"

"The luck of three lifetimes and seven lifetimes may have been used up in these two events today. First, I had the honor to attend Mr. Shi's banquet here in the morning and meet all the giants in the martial arts. And then..."

Li Feihu put down the wine bottle, "Just now, I met the leader of the Demon Cult, Shao Lingxiao, and heard about a bet."

"Shao! Ling, Xiao?"

Jin Qianchuan was looking at Li Feihu with a smile. When he heard this, he exclaimed one word in surprise. After a pause, he lowered his voice and said the next two words. He glanced at the others without moving his eyes.

The smiles on the faces of others froze and disappeared, and the entire hall fell into a dead silence.

Li Feihu grinned and explained what happened before in a few words.

Jin Qianchuan frowned, his eyes moved unconsciously, and said: "Shao Lingxiao is already here, but this is a good thing, but I have to thank Brother Li for telling me."

He stood up and clasped his fists at everyone, "Since he is here, I will go back and pack my bags and go around the city to the east. I think I can completely avoid this storm."

Ying Xiao, I was stunned and said: "Brother Jin, Shao Lingxiao's bet is obviously provoking the entire Guanzhong martial arts world. Even if we don't challenge him, we still have to go there and have a look. Otherwise, wouldn't we be short of ambition?"

"Hey, you don't know, I also went to the southwest ten years ago. At that time, the war was about to end. I was just curious about what good things the demon sect had collected in the southwest for more than two hundred years. In the end, I saw a few

The traces left behind by the Grand Master Base Station.”

Jin Qianchuan shuddered when he said this, "People who see those ruins later will not understand how terrifying those destructive traces were when they were first imprinted on the mountains and fields."

"Master Ying, Mr. Shi, I would like to advise you all. If the demon sect comes back to the world, there will naturally be Laojun Mountain, Shaolin Temple, and people from the court to worry about. We don't have to be too eager to get involved. They are fighting to kill each other.

, the outcome is uncertain, so why should we risk our lives?"

What he said was truly sincere, with a sincere expression on his face. After he finished speaking, he cupped his hands and turned around to leave.

Everyone in the hall, no matter what they originally thought in their hearts, did not speak rashly at this time.
To be continued...