Raising the Demon

Chapter 627

In Zaitianfu, the northern airport, Li Kaishi, a landed scholar, is walking forward step by step. Beside him, there are countless people like him with numb and pale faces.

There was no hope or expression on everyone's faces, like prisoners waiting to be sentenced to death, or like a group of walking dead.

Only when I looked up and saw the huge cloud ship towering in the distance, and saw the broken "Shigure" on it, would I feel a little relieved.

He was not the only one who was encouraged by the cloud ship towering in the distance. Everyone else came for the cloud ship. Although the cost of the ship was really expensive, this was the last ship that had not been requisitioned, and they were willing to Passenger ships that transport them.

It was not requisitioned because the Shigure was too old, and it was too old to serve at all. When flying in the air, it would drop parts downwards.And only such an old ship is still here.

In the current Zaitian Mansion, all capable people have already left. Even if they go to other places, they will become refugees, and they can't care about it.

Those who are still staying in Zaitian Mansion are either forced to stay because of their responsibilities, such as those officials of Zaitian Mansion, if they leave at this time, they will be treated as fugitives.

And there are some people who have nothing, can't afford the boat fare, and can't afford to cross the vast wilderness. Leaving here is also a death, so they can only wait here to die.

What Li Kaishi caught up with was the last train this time. He and the people around him didn't know when the ship would be full or when the ship would not be able to fly.

Suddenly, there was a commotion in front of them. The commotion was like a sea wave. Everyone panicked immediately, and some of them who were strong began to squeeze forward desperately.

The cries of children, the pleadings of old people, and the shouting and beating of young people were heard in the crowd.

Soon, a not-so-good news came, which shocked everyone.

The channel has been sealed. From today on, no cloud ship is allowed to take off. The old owner of the Shigure is going to negotiate with the cloud army.

Although Li Kaishi is a talented person, he is a person with ink in his stomach. After thinking about it for a moment, he felt that this matter might be absurd.

He pinched the pocket in his arms, there was 30 yuan of jade in it, which was exchanged for all his property. Although he was a talented scholar, his family was not poor. There were two courtyards and one shop.

But in Zaitian Mansion now, all the commercial order has been chaotic, and the prices of shops and courtyards have shrunk by a thousand times.

The vortex of death energy is expanding day by day, rumors say that it will soon engulf Zaitian Mansion, if they wait until the vortex of death qi engulfs Zaitian Mansion, no matter how much real estate they have, what is the use?

While the others were crying and begging, Li Kaishi gave up the position he was struggling to occupy, retreated from the crowd, and walked towards the city.

Zaitian Mansion, which was about to be destroyed, was in desolation and chaos. A strong man dragged a crying female family member out of a courtyard, and dragged her to the alley next door.

A man covered in blood was lying in a corner, his life or death unknown. Li Kai knew him. It was Liu Yuanwai, a well-known benevolent nearby. When the Yinglongzong Spirit Gathering Formation was opened, he also donated some jade to take in some foreigners. people.

But I didn't expect that this Liu Shanren would end up like this.

The order collapsed, and the law of heaven was not clear.

Is it the end of the world?

Did Zai Tianfu create something evil?Why must God punish them like this?

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way!" Li Kaishi heard the sound of horseshoes coming from behind him, and hurriedly stepped aside, hiding in a corner, and then he saw a young man in fresh clothes and angry horse, with four or five A follower ran wildly through the empty and chaotic long street. When he saw Li Kaishi, he laughed loudly, whipped his whip over, and shouted: "Untouchable, what are you looking at!"

Li Kaishi shrank back from his salute, the riding whip shattered his bundle into pieces, and the end of his braid brushed his arm, leaving a deep bloodstain.

Li Kaishi resisted the pain, not letting himself cry out, and waited until the young master left, then tore off his clothes and wrapped around the wound.

It's just that the wound was too deep, even if it was bound, blood still seeped out.

At this moment, Li Kaishi suddenly heard someone calling him, saying: "Young master, come here, let me help you bandage."

Li Kaishi turned his head and looked over, and found that there was a shop open behind him. Although the door was empty, the outside was still spotless. Several shop assistants were walking around in the shop, cleaning and wiping the shelves. The old man smiled and stood outside the door, standing on the steps, looking down at him.

Li Kaishi looked up, and the words "Gui Moxuan" came into his eyes impressively.

Li Kaishi realized that he had come to Dongting without knowing it, and this Gui Moxuan, he also remembered, this is not...

Isn't it Master Zi's property?
These days, he never noticed that Gui Moxuan was still open.

Gui Moxuan's Poetry and Essay Conference back then was also a major event in Zaitian Mansion, and now Li Kaishi still remembers the grand occasion clearly.

A gentle woman in red came over, helped him take off the clothes on his arm, took ointment and gently applied the wound, and gently wrapped the bandage on him with slender hands, and another person offered green tea and said aloud The young master uses it slowly, and then refunds the money.

In the corner, a woman in plain clothes caressed the strings of the piano, and the faint sound of music lingered in her ears.

Li Kaishi sniffed the faint fragrance of tea and listened to the elegant sound of the zither, he was actually infatuated.

How long has he not felt this kind of peaceful and stable feeling?

How long has this quiet and leisurely life been away from Zaitian Mansion?
Li Kaishi looked towards the door subconsciously, but outside the door there was still chaos and chaos.

But in Gui Moxuan, there is a sense of peace, as if everything outside is an illusion.

"Thank you!" Li Kaishi didn't dare to sit here any longer, he always felt that this place was too unreal, and he was afraid that if he stayed any longer, he would be addicted to this environment.

He has to work very hard to remind himself that the outside world is real, so that he will not doubt himself.

Could it be that I am dreaming?

"Thank you, Miss, thank you, old man." Li Kaishi clasped his fists in both hands, bowed to the ground, and said: "I don't say thank you for your kindness, but it's a pity that I, Li Kaishi, can only repay it later."

"My lord is serious, it's just a matter of raising your hands." The old shopkeeper nodded slightly, as if he was very satisfied with Li Kaishi's attitude, "Young master, take care."

"Old man, take care too." Li Kaishi raised his hand, carried his burden on his back, and strode out.

"Young master, wait a moment." The old shopkeeper suddenly stopped Li Kaishi, took a piece of precious ink from the shelf, put it in a brocade box, and handed it to Li Kaishi, saying: "We are destined to meet each other, this way The ink will be given to the young master."

"This...how is this possible?" Li Kaishi remembered that Gui Moxuan's ink was outrageously expensive, but even though it was outrageously expensive, there were still countless literati who paid thousands of dollars for ink.

"Why not? My Gui Moxuan's third-class Mo looks for wealth, and you can buy it if you have money; the second-class Mo looks for talents, and you can only buy it if you have talent; So what about the ink? But the young master must keep this ink well, and don’t reveal Bai in front of others, just in case something happens.”

Li Kaishi had mixed feelings in his heart, he finally bowed and said, "Thank you, old man."

After finishing speaking, Li Kaishi turned around and left, never looking back.

Just as Li Kaishi left, another old man came from the corner, the shopkeeper took off his shopkeeper's clothes and handed it over, asking the old man, "How is it?"

"This Rong Haibo, oil and salt are not allowed!" The old man said angrily, "Even if I talk about it, he will not release the no-sail order."

The old shopkeeper shook his head and said, "Then have you contacted the adults?"

"We got in touch. My lord said that he will come over to handle this matter in person." The old man nodded, put on the shopkeeper's clothes, and suddenly let out a snort, and said, "No, is it missing... Ah, my Baomo !"

He jumped up, grabbed the beard of the old man in front of him, and shouted angrily: "Old Niubi, where is my piece of fine ink? Where is it? Why is it missing?"

"What do you mean?" Someone grabbed his beard, but the old man was not afraid at all with a smile on his face before, calmly changed into a Taoist attire, and said: "I just gave it away."

"Give it away?" Hearing that the old man said such shocking words so calmly, the old man who changed into the shopkeeper's clothes was frightened, and said, "Give it away? Do you know how valuable that precious ink is? Do you know how valuable it is in this world?" How many people have come to ask for thousands of dollars? Do you know..."

"What's the point? I have a destiny with that scholar, so why not send him off?" The old Taoist remained calm.

"There is a destiny, there is a destiny, you naughty bull noses, when did you know the importance of business operations? If you have a destiny, you don't need to collect money? If you have a destiny, you can send things randomly?" The old shopkeeper is actually a traveling merchant. An elder of the sect, surnamed Qian, surnamed Wanjin.

And that old Taoist priest is the elder of the Shiyuan Sect among the [-] sects of the Nine Sects in Linsha Prefecture, and his Taoist name is Qiu Yuanzi.

"Old money fan, you don't understand." Qiu Yuanzi saw Qian Wanjin jumping in anger, but shook his head slightly, and said: "If you talk about business, I am not as good as you, but if you are talking about vision, you are not as good as me. I Seeing that the scholar just now had the ability to govern the country, he gave him a piece of precious ink, and he will flourish in the future, and he will definitely not forget the fate of today's piece of precious ink, how can you imagine his energy at that time?"

"I can't say no to you." Qian Wanjin sneered and said, "You Shiyuanzong is talking about fate all day long, talking about fate and looking at the future, but what have you got in return so far? The sect is about to be destroyed. gone."

"I brought my disciples to follow your lord, doesn't that count as my foresight?" Qiu Yuanzi asked with a smile.

Qian Wanjin was choked, and said after a while: "Then my eyesight is poor?"

"You and I have good eyesight, but right now, why are there always people who can't see everything clearly?" Qiu Yuanzi sighed: "It's about the life and death of the people in a city, so what if we let them go?"

"I heard... it's because some demons have infiltrated Zaitian Mansion, and the border is being investigated." Qian Wanjin's eyes flickered, "If it's true, even if the adults come, I'm afraid there's nothing they can do."

(End of this chapter)