Yang Yuying didn't hide it from them. While flipping through the information on the system interface, she looked at the introduction of the opening cg animation of the copy, pondered for a moment, and said softly: The Imperial City Department has always been well-informed, and must have heard of my master.

Yinjiao Village is a secular resident of our sect, responsible for suppressing the ancient alien beast "子文" subdued by her senior hermits in the past.

Old Year:

Yang Yuying's voice was extremely plain and serious, but it really sounded like a story in a dream.

The Imperial City Department's main responsibility is to protect the safety of Dashun, to supervise the world, and all acts that threaten Dashun are under their jurisdiction.

In the chaotic times a hundred years ago, monsters appeared frequently, and there were many masters of magic who relied on their special abilities to do evil.

Cults such as the Futu Cult have also emerged, and have been poisoned to this day.

However, in recent years, since they joined the Imperial City Division, most of the masters they know are people with superb martial arts. Only a small number of them do have abnormal abilities, but they are all understandable.

For example, there is a master who is proficient in physiognomy at Shanhe Festival. He can tell people good fortune and bad luck at first glance, which is so accurate that people doubt their life.

There are also Zhang Tianshi and others from Longhu Mountain who should know some magic.

There is a newcomer from Longhu Mountain in the Imperial City Division who is good at using thunder techniques and can really use thunder and thunder out of thin air.

Three years ago, a mage who was proficient in cursing art came to Yingzhou Kingdom. The Imperial City Department fought with the other party, injured more than 20 masters and died one more, and then he killed him.

There are no less than a hundred treasures with various strange abilities in the warehouse of the Imperial City Department, and those that are not dangerous have even started to be equipped for use.

The Canjian had a carry-on sword passed down from his master. It seemed to have a spirit, and could act spoiled, get angry, and inexplicably suck him.

But, if you want to talk about what other slanders are in this world, how is it possible!

The sacred sword's eyes fell on the increasingly serious sky, and silently checked again whether he had any messy evil tricks.

People from the Imperial City Department may have low martial arts skills, may not be good at studying, may not be agile or flexible, but they must not be unsteady in will.

Before everyone entered the Imperial City Department, they didn’t know how many levels of test they had been. The main test was will and mentality.

Can Jian Jian promised that he had not been drugged.

Even if he is drugged, the boss will never be able to get caught.

And, what do they do if they are confused?

The Imperial City Department is very poor, and even the two young officials can’t sell much money!

Canjian muttered dejectedly: OK, 歌.

The seal is showing signs of loosening this year. The vision you see now is the manifestation of the power of the slaughter extending out of the seal crack. The monsters are mostly drilled out of the sealing place. Before the seal is reinforced, these things will continue to flow.

Yang Yuying said softly, on the Mid-Autumn Festival night, Yinjiao Village held a ceremony to sacrifice the sacrificial ceremonies and strengthen the seal again, and it will be fine by then.

Canjian also asks, and Yang Yuying waves his hand: The rules summarized by our masters are that abnormal things will rapidly increase and deteriorate with the increase of people in the matter. If you know these, these will bother you and bring you misfortune.

Anyway, my master has set rules. Everything is mysterious, unknown to ordinary people and cannot be seen by them. Everyone regards it as a guideline. Confidentiality and aftermath are done well. After all, the history of your Imperial City Department is still short, and it is not surprising that you don’t know.

Canjian and the old year looked at each other, then looked at Zou Yan again.

There is only one such thing as 歌?

one.

Huh. Canjian breathed a sigh of relief.

Yang Yuying smiled again and said: There are many villages like Yinjiao Village. I don’t know whether it is suppressing other things. Before I received a message from my senior brothers, I didn’t even know “南时”.

Remnant Sword:

Zou Yan's expression was still calm. Compared to the two young officials, he was not old, but he had experienced countless swords, guns, and swords.

Isn’t it unsafe to have only one small village responsible for guarding the temple?

It happened that a villager who had just made a meal and was about to eat, heard Zou Yan's question, and looked back and said with a smile: No one can guarantee absolute safety when suppressing the slaughter.

Zou Yan frowned: What if the seal is broken?

The villagers thought about it and shook their heads: I don’t know. However, if the seal is broken, we will die first. Before we die, and before the watchmen die, you should hide some civilized fire as much as possible to wait for the future.

Old Year:

Cancel Sword: I think it is better not to break the seal.

The villagers laughed, don’t worry, our ancestors have been guarding it for five hundred years, basically once every ten years, and it is full of passion, but no matter how dangerous it is, the world will be peaceful in the end?

It was getting late.

A full moon is in the sky.

After dinner, the villagers had no task of clearing out their homes one after another.

Zhao Yi and his servants.

There is also a pair of young men and women with Zhao Yi.

Zou Yan and his two young masters were in charge.

This time these outsiders also followed the villagers' team.

Zhao Yi kept racking his brains to chat and talk with others, tentatively hiding inside and outside, but as soon as he walked out of the winding alley, he swallowed with a buzz and closed his mouth in an instant.

The sky has collapsed, who can still remember what he was going to say?

ah!

The other young woman exclaimed in a flash, and her body shook and fell softly into the arms of her companion. The two of them supported each other and almost stood unsteadily.

The villagers all laughed and comforted: Don’t be afraid, it will be fine soon, I’ll send you home when it’s okay.

The village chief said slowly like a half-beat, and said leisurely: Master, all the children in our village are in school at the age of five and entering a private school at the age of seven. They want to continue studying. There are two academies for them to choose from. The academies do not stop, and they provide free pens, ink, paper and inkstones, and a meal.

Zhao Yi: Forget it.

He has been very good at giving in since he met a monster. Now it seems that it is time to bow his knees.

After passing through the village path, a winding stream is separated by a winding stream. The west side of the stream is calm, the smoke from the cooking stove is curling, and the peaceful and prosperous era is peaceful.

To the east of the stream is the mountain, with magma rolling up and down the mountain, flames flying, the sky and the earth sinking.

The village chief panted: I am old, this must be the last sacrifice I attended. If there is any real thing, I will feed my old bones to the slave, watch it, stay with it for a lifetime, and finally bury it in its belly, and it will not be damaged.

Yang Yuying opened her arms, and four villagers stepped forward, put on a thick silver cloak, put on half a mask, and handed her a staff that was one person tall. She tied copper bells on her wrist, waist, skirt, shoes and socks one by one.

Thirty teenagers and thirty girls left their parents and relatives, walked forward, stretched out their hands together, holding a small silver dagger in one hand, and stretched out the other hand flat.

All the young girls closed their eyes, face to face, and raised their hands to stroke each other's arms.

Zou Yan, Zhao Yi and others all changed their faces and their eyebrows were beating.

The young woman next to Zhao Yi suddenly broke away from the support, rushed out of the crowd, and said sternly: Don’t hurt the child!

The woman looked weak and had some skills. She rushed over and knocked off a knife from a child's hand, holding the person firmly in her arms.

The group of children were at a loss and confused.

The woman's companion took the torch and lit the fire. The flames illuminated the night sky and the children's faces.

Many teenagers didn't say anything, but their faces were already covered with tears.
Chapter completed!