Bai Yueguang's stand-in cries all over the realm of comprehension

Chapter 67 Not the Real Dinghai City
At this moment, an abrupt voice came from not far in front.

"Monster! With your lowly status, you want to be blessed by the God of Flowers?!"

"He's not even a monster, he's a half-demon bastard born of the Shark Clan and his mother!"

"His mother hanged herself, and he is still alive, bah! It's disgusting!"

"This bastard snatched the flower petals given to us by the Flower God, kill him!"

The commotion ahead stopped the guard of honor from advancing, and the horses were forced to stand still.

Jiang Yanlu heard the sound and looked.

Several gorgeously dressed boys around eight or nine years old were viciously kicking the... little shark under their feet.

He was skinny, his exposed upper body was covered with black ash, and even the tail of his lower body was covered with old and new wounds of all sizes.

He was unkempt, and he didn't say a word when he was beaten. He gritted his teeth tightly, and his bright eyes were full of tenacity.

At this moment, the flower god who saw this scene frowned slightly, and she raised her hand.

The light aura gently pushed the beating boys away.

The Flower God tapped his toes, stepped on the petals all over the sky and landed in front of the little shark.

She squatted down, stretched out her hand, and helped the little shark lying on the ground up.

Under Xiao Yuren's wary eyes, she gently displayed her spiritual energy to heal the wounds on his body.

He took out the handkerchief again, gently wiped the little shark's dirty face, and stuffed the handkerchief into his hand.

Flower God's voice was gentle: "Does it still hurt?"

The little shark still pursed her lips and did not speak, staring at her with a pair of bright eyes.

The people around finally couldn't bear it anymore.

Tell the flower god to stay away from this monster, so as not to cause bad luck and delay their flower god festival.

Flora said nothing.

She led the little shark to a safe place, and gave him a beautiful pink petal, and said with a smile:

"If you encounter danger in the future, use this petal to call me, let's go."

Amidst the urging of everyone, Flower God returned to Huatai.

The guard of honor continued to move forward, and the God of Flowers returned to his previous expression, raining flowers all over the sky.

Everyone surrounded the Flower God and walked forward.

Jiang Yanlu and Qiyue mixed in the crowd, and looked back at the little shark who was still standing there, holding a handkerchief and petals.

……

Jiang Yanlu and the others are divided into two groups today.

She and Qiyue are responsible for following the guard of honor to find Xin Zhu's whereabouts.

Ming Wei and Xiao Jue searched from house to house in the city.

The guard of honor started from the Temple of Flowers, and after going around the whole city, they went to the Temple of Flowers in the east of the city.

Jiang Yanlu took the opportunity to release her spiritual consciousness to find Xin Zhu's whereabouts, but when her spiritual consciousness touched the temple of Huashen Temple, she was accidentally bounced back by an invisible force.

She gave a light snort.

At the same time, Qi Yue, who also felt that power, frowned slightly.

The aura in this power seems to be... the aura of a shark.

Three hours later, the four met in Mingwei's room on the second floor of the inn.

Jiang Yanlu asked, "Is there any news about Senior Sister Xin Zhu?"

Mingwei shook his head: "The city is full of..."

Xiao Jue quickly answered: "We have searched all over the city, but we haven't found the whereabouts of Junior Sister Xin Zhu."

Ming Wei glared at Xiao Jue from a corner that Xiao Jue couldn't see.

For the first time, I hated myself for speaking slowly.

She suddenly had a bold idea: "Perhaps, Senior Sister Xin Zhu is no longer in Dinghai City?"

There has been no news from the Zongmen these days, which means that Xin Zhu is not in danger of his life for the time being.

She may have escaped from here, but she has not returned to the sect yet.

But there is another possibility that needs to be verified by her.

Mingwei's eyes lit up: "I...now...now..."

Xiao Jue was one step ahead of him again: "I will send a letter to Elder Yin Zheng now!"

Mingwei, who was robbed continuously: "..."

Grandma, he will practice speaking after returning home!
Xiao Jue went to contact Elder Yin Zheng.

Jiang Yanlu said again: "But there is another possibility."

Mingwei and Qiyue looked up at her at the same time.

Jiang Yanlu: "Senior Sister Xin Zhu may still be here, but the place where she is currently, and the place where we are, are staggered for some reason."

Mingwei half-understood, his eyes widened: "Junior Sister, do you mean that we are now in an illusion?"

Jiang Yanlu shook his head: "It shouldn't be an illusion. If it was an illusion, then we should have been aware of it long ago."

"Also, most of the illusions are illusions, but the people and things we have seen in the past two days don't seem to be fake."

Everything she heard and saw in Dinghai City in the past two days seemed to form a clear line in her mind.

Jiang Yanlu said, "Early this morning, I heard the conversation between the inn boy and Ke Tang."

"The clerk at the inn said that he didn't know Wuxiangzong, but he knew the four major sects in the cultivation world."

"But Wuxiangzong has always been one of the four major sects in the cultivation world, and its status has never been shaken by other sects for thousands of years."

"This sentence sounds awkward at first, but it's not without reason that he said it."

Mingwei realized in an instant: "Wu...xiang...zong...change...guo...zong...name!"

Jiang Yanlu nodded: "Yes, when Wuxiangzong was first established, it was not called Wuxiangzong. This name was changed hundreds of years ago."

"That is to say, the name of the sect that the inn staff knows is the previous name of the Wuxiang Sect, not the current one."

Mingwei's eyes widened: "He... is... a... person from... thousands... hundreds... years ago?"

Jiang Yanlu: "I suspect that the place we are now is very likely to be Dinghai City thousands of years ago. What we saw in the past two days is also what actually happened in Dinghai City thousands of years ago."

Ming Wei still couldn't believe it: "Thousand...years ago...Ding...Hai...City...how...could...appear...appear...in...here...in?"

Qi Yue, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said, "Shark Pearl Tears."

These three words instantly awakened Jiang Yanlu.

She thought of the little merman she saw during the day today, and suddenly realized.

Shark Pearl Tears are beads made by sharks with their own blood and tears.

This kind of bead can weave a dream like a hallucination through the memory in the mind.

This dream is more real than a hallucination.

Shark Pearl Tears needs to absorb the moonlight to maintain the dream.

During the period of absorbing Yuehua, people in the dream will automatically fall into a deep sleep.

Therefore, at night, Dinghai City is like a dead city.

That's why they can't see people on the street at night.

But the memory that Shark Pearl Tears can store is limited.

That is to say, the dream created by the shark bead tears only lasts for a few days, and these days will only be repeated in the dream.

This is why the time of the Flower God Festival in Xiao Jue's memory is different from now.

Ming Wei paused for a long time: "We...we...are...in...the...dream...of...of...shark...bead...tear...?"

Jiang Yanlu nodded: "That's right, maybe if we break this dream, we can find Senior Sister Xin Zhu."

　Tried, but failed.

　　Back then, I was also a person who could improve day by day555
　　
　
(End of this chapter)