I have a relic of heaven

Chapter 101 The Son of the True Lord Knows to the World

"Ah sneeze! Ah sneeze!!"

At the edge of the North District, Yang Niannian sneezed twice violently.

She listened to the mighty Buddhist sounds and the chanting of sutras, shrank her neck, and muttered softly:

"Which bastard is scolding me?"

As she spoke, she poked her head out of the alley and looked around for a moment with a sly look in her eyes. She saw that the few people on the street were prostrating themselves with a look of piety on their faces.

So he tiptoed carefully to a shop and pushed the door - it was locked.

Yang Niannian gritted her teeth, then moved to the window, leaned her body against it, reached her hand through the gap in the railing that was more than half a palm wide, groped around, waved her hand around, grabbed some hardened bread, and then ran away.

I went back to the tube-shaped building on the edge of the northern district, turned several corners, reached the top floor, and pushed the door open.

"mother!"

"bread!"

An old woman who also had no piety under the Buddhist chanting and had not been converted came over with wrinkles on her face.

"You eat." The old woman spoke slowly and limped.

"eat together."

The mother and daughter chewed the bread in silence.

"Do you want to leave?"

The old woman suddenly asked.

"I can't leave, mom. It's very dangerous outside. I can see a lot of monsters eating people in the east district!"

"Oh."

The old woman nodded slowly, walked to the window, and stared at the clouds in the sky, where there were several vague and vast golden lights.

"It hasn't snowed this year," she sighed.

"Mom, do you like snow so much? Snow is not good at all. It's cold."

"The snow-covered city can always hide some dirt, and the city will look better."

"That's right. It would be nice if it could snow." Yang Niannian curled up on the old sofa and yawned.

It was snowing lightly outside the window.

………………

On the cloud.

A flash of spiritual light silently returned to the body.

Su Daji coughed violently twice, and several powerful people who were resting around her glanced at her sideways.

"There is still no clue." The barefoot woman said at the right time: "Venerable Silver Horn, should we execute the extermination order?"

Yinjiao ignored her.

The barefoot woman's expression froze, and she didn't dare to show any expression. She just looked at the other powerful ones again:

"Are we just going to wait here? We haven't found any clues about the decree of the Heavenly Court yet. Perhaps we should go all out and interrogate that ancient demon saint?"

"I agree."

Silver Mountain Arhat said calmly:
"But who will judge?"

Several powerful men looked at each other, narrowed their eyes slightly, and unconsciously glanced at the Silver Horned Venerable who was hanging his head and rubbing his head.

Everyone wants that ancient demon saint.

Everybody wants to take it away.

The four mighty ones were secretly confronting each other, their qi collided, and the sea of clouds rolled for tens of thousands of miles.

Su Daji watched them fighting without saying a word, but quietly sent a message to the Five Kings City.

The message was very short, consisting of only eight words.

"Erlang's son is now in this city."

After she finished, she breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly she saw a celestial demon at the level of a terrestrial immortal rising into the sky below. It turned out to be the mayor of this small town. It stopped ten thousand meters in the air and bowed towards the place above her head.

"What's the matter?"

The barefoot woman asked.

"My dear seniors."

The city lord who had just recovered from a serious injury said respectfully:
"There is something fishy going on, and it's hard to tell whether it's true or not."

"Don't talk nonsense, just speak."

Hearing this, the city lord bowed again, not daring to look at the magnificent figure above his head, and said obediently:
"Someone from Buzhou sent a secret letter, saying that they found something in this city."

After a pause, the Lord of Quan Jue City said in confusion:
"What did you find? Erlang Xiansheng, the son of Qingyuan Miaodao Zhenjun."

"I don't know who this person is, but I think it would be a good idea to report this to you seniors."

Su Daji's eyelids twitched, and the Silver Horned Venerable, who was in a state of being in a bad state, opened his eyes in surprise, and the four mighty men looked at each other.

At this point, they have already begun to come into contact with ancient secrets, understand a lot, know a lot, and are no longer unfamiliar with this name.

"Son of Master Erlang."

The barefoot woman was shocked:

"My predecessor did figure out this result, but he is actually in this city? And he was found by someone who is not careful?"

She glanced at Su Daji, who looked ugly, and then laughed mockingly:

"You are such an inconsiderate person. The secret letter you sent out was so inconsiderate. How inconsiderate!"

The barefoot woman emitted a beam of light and fled to the north. The other three mighty men did the same and sent messages to their own homes!

The son of Erlang Zhenjun!

"This demon city." Rakshasa Ghost King licked his lips: "But it's becoming more and more interesting."

………………

Underground stone hall, side room.

Zhou Mu was provided with delicious food and drinks.

Although the conditions are harsh underground, the table in front of me is filled with all kinds of fruits and fine wine.
There were even two graceful women wearing copper bells, serving him, feeding him fruits and pouring wine for him.
There is also a girl with a bronze bell on the side, holding a zither, and four or five women with iron bells are dancing gracefully.

"It's a heavenly day."

Zhou Mu didn't move his hands, taking a bite of honeydew melon with his left hand and a sip of fine wine with his right hand, looking extremely lazy - it wasn't that he wanted to be like this, but he had to leave, and he couldn't even evade the ground.

There is a mysterious magic array engraved in the stone palace, and it is impossible to escape.

Just enjoy it first.

"Sir, would you like to try this pot of Nanhua wine? This is a treasure of a senior named Jinling, and it has the effect of nourishing the body and clearing the mind."

On the right, the woman with a beauty mole spoke softly, her equally soft body pressed against Zhou Mu, and her fair hands held a glass of fragrant wine.

"Sir, would you like to try this Linglong fruit? It is the favorite fruit of Inspector Chen, and it was specially brought from Five Kings City. When you take a bite of the fruit, its fragrance will penetrate your heart and lungs. It can increase your Qi and blood, and it seems to have the effect of nourishing your soul."

On the left, a heroic female warrior used a small dagger to pick up a fruit that was shining brightly, and slowly fed it into Zhou Mu's mouth.

He couldn't stop eating, taking a bite of fruit and a sip of wine, listening to the piano and watching the dance, and he was actually a little tipsy.

Just as Zhou Mu was immersed in the sight of the heroine feeding him fruit and the beauty serving him wine, the stone door of the side room was pushed open. He looked up and saw the cold-faced girl.

The sound of the piano stopped, and the dancing girls also stopped and bowed to the cold-faced girl.

"You will enjoy it."

"I don't want to either. It's hard to refuse such a kind invitation."

Zhou Mu burped and sighed:
"After working so hard for more than ten years, can't you just enjoy yourself?"

He waved his hand proudly:
"Keep playing, keep dancing!"

"Everyone go out." The cold-faced girl ordered with a sidelong glance, and a row of graceful women came out one after another, and the huge side room became quiet again.

Zhou Mu scratched his head:
"Cold-faced girl, what are you doing?"

"Nothing, but you should go."

The cold-faced girl said calmly:

"This is Buzhou, so you should leave."

Zhou Mu was stunned:
"Didn't you try every possible means to get me to join Buzhou before?"

"That was before your secret was exposed."

The cold-faced girl said calmly:

"There are many borers in Buzhou. You are not safe. Perhaps the wine you are drinking now contains a strong poison that can burn through the intestines of a god or a human."

Zhou Mu looked at the wine glass that was just next to his mouth and put it down in disappointment.

"So dangerous?"

He wondered:

"I've heard about the internal intrigues and deceptions of Buzhou, but..."

Luo Shuangyu sat down opposite him and said lightly:
"After the master's clone was destroyed and left, there was..."

"Su Daji, is she your master?"

The cold-faced girl was interrupted and felt unhappy. She glared at Zhou Mu and continued:
"After the Grandmaster left, the inspectors went to find a senior named Jin Ling who knew a lot about ancient things. That senior Jin Ling knew and had heard of 'Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun'."

After a pause, she continued:

"He is the leader of all the saints in Meishan, the master of the ancient demon saint under the city, and the god of battle in the sky in the ancient times. And you, who was born after a gestation period of 100,000 years, inherit his bloodline. If you can leave here and go to the Five Kings City, many big shots will regard you as a treasure."

Zhou Mu blinked:
"Isn't that a good thing?"

He felt a little guilty, after all, he was an imposter, the son of the True Lord.

The true son of the True Lord is still somewhere unknown at this moment.

"It's a good thing. Buzhou and the Five Kings City will devote a lot of resources to you, and all the kings will meet you."

The cold-faced girl's tone was flat and even, like a straight line:
"But because of this, you will be regarded as a thorn in the eyes of some people. Maybe the news that the son of the True Lord is here has already been passed on to the demon tribe on earth."

Zhou Mu's eyelids twitched:
"As for it?"

The cold-faced girl was silent for a moment, then pulled open her clothes, and Zhou Mu quickly closed his eyes.

"look."

She said.

Zhou Mu opened his eyes reluctantly and saw a red line on the cold-faced girl's exposed left shoulder, going straight to her heart.

"This is a strong poison that even Master and Grandmaster cannot cure. It is entangled with souls. It was given by my former best friend. Because I allocated too many resources, she had less."

Zhou Mu pursed his lips for a long time and said:

"I just can't imagine it."

"Yes, that's right. I can understand it. I don't blame her. I dug her grave with my own hands." The cold-faced girl said calmly, "But, because of this, you have to leave."

"Your inconsiderate inspector and the old man are in the palace, and there are countless golden and silver bells outside. How can I leave? In addition, you can put on your clothes."

"In training and fighting, it is inevitable that your clothes will be destroyed. It's just a little skin, so what does it matter?"

"That being said, could you please put it on first?"

The cold-faced girl put on her clothes slowly:

"Report to your superiors and tell them that you have a friend in the East District. You need to go find him in person. My master will escort you up there, and when the seal around the demon city is relaxed, he will send you out."

"Your master?"

Zhou Mu was thoughtful:
"Will the old lady and the other inspectors allow this?"

"meeting."

The cold-faced girl nodded seriously:
"Perhaps there is an inspector among them, who is eager for you to die on earth."

Zhou Mu was silent.

The cold-faced girl took out a silver bell, touched it with her own silver bell, and then handed it to Zhou Mu:

"The silver bell is a symbol of the Buzhou Qi realm. After it touches my bell, I can contact you directly through the silver bell."

"If I find your friend here, I'll let you know."

Zhou Mu nodded silently:

"Thanks."

He originally wanted to build a land temple and have the cold-faced girl swear an oath in front of the temple, witnessed by him, that she would not leak anything - but now there is no need for that.

The cold-faced girl proved that she was indeed reliable - and even if she really told others something, it was normal for the son of Erlang Zhenjun to have a decree from heaven and earth, wasn't it?
"I'll report for you. You wait here."

Watching the cold-faced girl walk out, Zhou Mu sighed slightly.

"Will it really be safer if we leave this Buzhou base?"

"After all, it's still in Inujue City."

He pursed his lips. He was going to leave this city, taking his brother Xiaotian, his master and the others with him.

It has been several days since he was promoted to the position of the God of Fortune, but he has never had the opportunity to define his territory or build a land temple.

Moreover, this place, this city, is not suitable for building a temple or demarcating land.

Ultimately, you still have to leave.

"Are Xiao Wu and Ling girl still alive?"

"How are the Master and the others? Where's Lao Chu? Where's Wang Shangpin?"

Zhou Mu felt depressed, and suddenly thought of the servant named Yang Niannian. That girl should have been
He pursed his lips, thinking about the possible tragic scene on the ground, and recalled the words of the cold-faced girl. He looked around the side room and looked at the fruits and wine in front of him.

Zhou Mu suddenly felt nauseous and overturned the table.

Fruits and vegetables rolled on the ground and wine flowed everywhere.

"Not thoughtful."

"Can human nature be so evil?"

He retched a few more times, feeling extremely disgusted.

(End of this chapter)