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"Yes, that's right, it's the ancestor of this sister. He is a Taoist who moves the mountain! He came to Lingzhou City to find the fairy spirit of the ancient roots of Fengxi! But there is a treasure in Dajue Temple that prevents him from getting close easily, so he found me, deceived my father, accepted me as his disciple, and asked me to steal the ancient roots of the Fengji tree for him!" Hei Li recalled.

"Then where are we going now? Are we going to Dajue Temple?"

"No, there are still three hours left. In three hours, the Yellow River King, more than a thousand years ago, will sneak into Lingzhou City from the moat to see Xuan Jizi. Let's go there and wait for him!" Hei Li said in a word, as if the protagonist of the visit to Lingzhou City this time was him, and he was the planner.

The whole scene will be played around him, Wushuang, Lan Caidie, and Chu Tianyue are just his supporting roles. The upcoming big dramas are all his scenes! All supporting roles have no right to withdraw early in the middle!

He watched everyone walk into Lingzhou City with a gaze, and felt an inexplicable sense of loss in his heart. It seemed that this farewell was forever!

Outside Lingzhou City and Lingzhou City are two completely different worlds. Outside the city is still the huge underground culvert, with strange stones standing everywhere, while inside the city is shining brightly and lively. The huge whirlpool of time and space rising from the water of the Yellow River cannot subvert the entire time and space, and can only copy Lingzhou City.

Hei Li was the first to walk in front with Hei Zi, and swaggered through the two teams of Song soldiers and entered the Lingzhou City. Everyone followed behind him, looking at the strange scene with a confused look on his face.

The group of soldiers were around. They were only one meter away recently, and even the capillaries on the other person's faces could be seen near. The ancients more than a thousand years ago seemed to be slightly taller than modern people, but they were not as tall as those of the Han and Qin dynasties. It is said that the height of the ancients was related to the environment at that time. The environment was good, and their daily activities were more than modern people, so they were taller and more weight. Modern people rely too much on modern technology and did nothing, and their bodies gradually deteriorated.

Although Wushuang is not tall, the people in Northeast China are solid and burly. However, compared with the two rows of soldiers, they are half a head better than others.

"It's so high!" he whispered, afraid that these aliens would be caught by others.

"My master, look, why do they all like to put their hair behind? Why did men in ancient times have long hair? Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk, they all have lice, and they don't say wash it." Lan Caidie was curious and wanted to reach out to touch the ancients of the Song Dynasty.

"Don't move! Don't stretch out your hands, don't touch things in this world. We do not belong to this time and space. Once we do something to change this time and space, we are going against the will of heaven, and we will never go back." Wushuang grabbed her.

The two rows of soldiers did not seem to have noticed anyone walking in front of him, and their eyes were looking at the direction where Wushuang and others passed by, but in their eyes, they just thought that it was the most ordinary day, and only air was passing by in front of them.

After entering the city gate, the prosperous scenery in Lingzhou City immediately appeared in front of Wushuang. What an ancient city, it is truly a transit point of the ancient Silk Road. All houses are of Han specifications, but these endless merchants and hawkers look very different. Some have red hair and blue eyes, some have big beards on their faces, and some have big beards on their faces, wearing long Arab clothes and trousers. There are two women wearing sexy clothes and small waists, with a red rope tied to the waist, and several small bells tied to the red rope. They half-covered their faces with gauze scarves, and a small diamond on one side of their noses.

They shyly and shuttled around the group of lustful men, posing charmingly, playing with those ancient little tricks. The men seemed to have no intention of watching these tricks, and focused more on their round breasts.

"It's a gypsy! It turns out that gypsy people had already entered the Central Plains during the Northern Song Dynasty." Chu Tianyue was engaged in the study of Northern Hu culture. In ancient times, gypsy people were spread all over the world, especially the mysterious gypsy women, which almost became a symbol of that era.

It is said that the gypsy woman is the prototype of the Hongjuan Sect a thousand years ago. Lan Caidian stood there and watched, watching the charming gypsy women playing with the little tricks in their hands, and some of them were very similar to what she learned now.

A group of merchants leading camels and long scarves passed by them. The camels were covered with fine fabrics. These were Persians, that is, the current Indians.

Suddenly, the Persians seemed to be frightened. The Persians quickly walked away with the reins of the camel. After looking again, outside the city gate, a group of barbaric and rude Hu people, wearing animal leather jackets, colorful antelope ornaments on their heads, and holding a half-arched sabre in their hands, shouting loudly, as if these Persians were blocking their way.

"It's Hu people! It's Khitan!" Chu Tianyue widened her eyes. This was the first time she had seen the living ancient Khitan people so close, and she was very excited.

Wushuang said: "The legendary Lingzhou City is truly worthy of its name and is prosperous enough. This is the gathering place for early-rising ethnic minorities in our country."

"There are problems with those Khitans." Hei Li turned around and said.

“What’s the problem?”

Hei Li pointed to the tallest strong man among the Khitans and said, "I remember that shortly after they entered the city, Lingzhou City was ruthlessly swallowed up. They were in the same group with those liars, and they were conspiring!"

"Meow..." At this time, a cat moan came from somewhere. Everyone looked back and found that it was a few wild cats who were leisurely in the city who smelled the smell of cattle and sheep on the Khitans.

The strong Khitan man in the lead seemed to not like cats, and he had reached the point of disgust and hatred. He retreated repeatedly and pulled out his saber to chop the cats. He kept shouting and scolding in Khitan language. After hearing the screams, a group of soldiers patrolling the city immediately surrounded him and asked him what was going on.

But the Khitans were very arrogant and even reached out to beat the officers and soldiers. As a result, the team of Khitans were tied up by the soldiers guarding the city.

"It doesn't matter if they beat people, the most important thing is their attitude towards cats. This is Lingzhou, and cats are more valuable than human life." Hei Li said proudly. The reason why Lingzhou is called Maocheng is closely related to him.

At this time, the Khitan man in the lead said a few words to the soldiers guarding the city calmly. A captain of the Song army took out a piece of yellow silk from him. The silk was a letter, and the contents of the letter were all Khitan.
Chapter completed!