I have a weird dynasty

Chapter 327 City Rules (asking for monthly tickets)

Among the two thousand elite soldiers, there were only five hundred cavalrymen and the rest were infantrymen. This time, they carried nothing but their armor and weapons and went into battle lightly.

All the baggage and food supplies were included in Sangque's painting, in an effort to get them to the outskirts of Tangyuan County in the shortest possible time.

As for the things that the ghost peddler requested, Sang Que had already asked He Buning to help her collect them, so she didn't have to worry about it for the time being.

What worries Sang Que right now is how she is going to have Yin Tong captured by the Ghost Troupe in public. This blame must be perfectly put on the Ghost Troupe in order to drive a wedge between the Ghost Troupe and Yunzhou.

After a night of rapid travel, they arrived at the woods north of Tangyuan County the next morning.

According to normal time, it should be dawn, but the forest was still dark and foggy.

Sangque felt the breath of the dead zone.

"You stay here, I'll go explore ahead."

Sang Que told Tian Xing, the deputy general assigned to her by He Buning, and Tian Xing immediately stopped Sang Que.

"Miss Sang, you are the general we are waiting for. It is better to send a scout team to find out the situation."

In the Xuan Dynasty, there was no precedent for a woman to serve as a general. However, because of the events in Wangshan City, Sang Que was well-known and had brought back food and fodder for everyone. This group of people respected Sang Que and were willing to obey her orders.

Sang Que said, "In general, scouts can explore, but if there is a dead zone ahead, no matter how many people are sent, they will die. I am a ghost person, so it is more appropriate for me to go."

After saying that, Sangque left alone, leaving Xiachan and Xuanyu in the forest.

The mulberry bird quietly moved to the edge of the woods, found a tall tree, and looked towards Tangyuan County.

Thick clouds, as dark as ink, pressed heavily over the ancient city in the distance, shrouding everything in an eerie darkness.

The entire city was shrouded in fog, silent and silent, like a thick curtain that isolated the city from the outside world, making it impossible to escape. People could only remain shrouded in the fog, feeling the chill that seeped into their bones and the unspeakable fear.

Although the fog was thick, Sangque could see that the north gate was wide open. There were no guards, only a row of dead bodies hanging on the city wall, and occasionally some sounds like babies crying could be heard.

Sang Que felt that the puppeteer of the ghost troupe and the dwarf clown who controlled so many infant spirits were all in Tangyuan County, and at this moment Tangyuan County had indeed become a dead zone.

They don't need anyone to guard the city at all. Any living person who enters the city will be killed by the rules of the dead zone.

Even if there are capable day travelers, night travelers, or secret agents, they will probably be defeated when facing the puppeteers and dwarf clowns ambushing in the dead zone.

Sangque silently retreated back into the woods, used his teleportation ability to check the surrounding situation, chose a suitable place to temporarily camp, and threw all the baggage out of the painting in advance.

After doing all this, Sang Que returned and asked Tian Xing to take everyone to rest in the woods for a while.

Sang Que called Tian Xing aside and briefly explained the situation to him, "Tangyuan County has become a dead zone, so there is no need to let you go in and take risks. Xiao Chan and I will sneak in later. After we deal with the people left by the ghost troupe, we will send you a signal. Then we will see how to release the negative energy in the dead zone and restore Tangyuan County to normal."

Long before He Buning came up with this plan, Sang Que had never thought of using this group of people to attack the city. The main purpose of these two thousand elite soldiers was to guard the four city gates as soon as possible after she captured Tangyuan County.

Once the Qianshou army in Dongyang County retreats, Dongyang County will pursue the victory, and we can also attack them from the front and back.

Tian Xing felt that what Sang Que did was too risky, but as ordinary soldiers, they really had no way to deal with the Death Zone.

Moreover, Sang Que never thought of using them to test the rules of the dead zone, which touched Tian Xing and others very much.

"During this period, you must also be careful outside and guard against the Qianshou Army suddenly retreating back here. If you find anything unusual outside, notify me with the letter from the Evil Suppression Division and I will withdraw as soon as possible."

"it is good!"

After discussing everything, Sangque asked Xuanyu to stay with Tian Xing and the others. It had the sensitivity of an animal and could discover things that ordinary people could not.

Sangque took Xia Chan and teleported to the edge of the woods, leaving a Xun Gua on himself and Xia Chan respectively to conceal their figures and breath.

"Xiao Chan, after you enter the city, if you encounter any danger, you must stand still. The mark I left on you will protect you from being harmed by the rules of the dead zone within the time of a short incense stick."

Xia Chan nodded seriously and obeyed Sang Que's words absolutely.

Taking a deep breath, Sang Que and Xia Chan teleported into the city. When they crossed the city gate, Sang Que and Xia Chan both felt a suppressing force, which temporarily restricted Sang Que's teleportation ability. It wasn't completely restricted, but it was not as flexible as before and required more strength.

The two walked through the long corridor under the city gate, and a smell of decay and death hit them in the face. The scene before them surprised Sangque a little. There were actually living people in the city. Because of the Xun Gua, these people could not see Sangque and Xiachan at this moment.

The cobblestone streets were covered with mottled bloodstains and black stains. Most of the shops on the street were abandoned, and their signs were crumbling and creaking in the wind.

The people passing by were lifeless, their faces were haggard, their eyes were empty, and they moved slowly like zombies. Each of them exuded an air of despair, as if their souls had long been taken away.

On the street corners, piles of dead bodies lay in all directions, their limbs twisted and their faces hideous. Some of the bodies had already begun to rot, emitting a nauseating stench, and swarms of flies were buzzing around.

The dark sky made it hard to breathe, and occasionally a few crows circled by, making shrill cries.

This doesn't look like a city at all. To Sangque, it feels like a huge tomb, without any vitality or hope.

Could it be that all the cities occupied by the Qianshou Army ended up like this?

There was a notice board near the city gate with a few pieces of paper pasted on it. Sang Que saw two large, blood-red characters on it at a glance.

City planning!

There was an old man standing next to the signboard, with empty eyes and staggering. Sangque recognized him at a glance. He was the former village chief of Heishan Village, Du Enfu.

At this time, someone stopped in front of the notice board. Du Enfu trembled all over and began to mechanically recite the city regulations written on the notice.

Sangque motioned for Xiachan to follow, and the two walked to the sign.

【Urban Planning】

[Please be sure to follow the city rules. Those who violate the city rules will offend the God of Joy and will bear the consequences themselves.]

God of Joy? God of Drama?
Sangque continued to look down.

1. No one is allowed to draw water from or approach the wells in the city between the hours of 11:00 and 11:00 at night. If any strange noises are heard from the well, stay away from it and do not look around or investigate.

Second, after noon every day, if you see someone wearing a black robe in the city, you must not look at them, let alone talk to them. If you accidentally look at them, you must immediately kneel down, bow your head, close your eyes, and silently recite "God of Joy bless you" three times in your heart before you can get up and leave.

3. The county government office is closed between midnight and 3 p.m. every night. Please do not pass by the gate of the county government office.

Fourth, there is a statue of the God of Joy in the former Prime Minister's Temple in the city. Everyone must burn incense there every three days. If you see the God of Joy with blood in his eyes, please kneel down immediately and pray for forgiveness from the God of Joy, and commit suicide to apologize, otherwise disaster will come to your whole family.

5. There is an abandoned house at the end of West Street with a bell hanging on the door. Please do not approach the house. If the bell rings, an evil spirit will come to claim your life.

6. If you encounter a shadowless person in the city, please quickly hide in a dark place. If the shadowless person touches your body, you will die instantly.

7. When the city drums sound continuously, all the people are requested to return to their homes, close the doors and windows tightly, not go out, not peek, and kneel down to pray for the blessing of the God of Joy, and only then will they be safe.

8. After midnight every night, the infant spirits will patrol the streets. No one is allowed to cry at home, otherwise the infant spirits will come to claim their lives.

The eight city regulations made Sangque feel a tremendous pressure. If he really lived here, he would be shrouded in fear every day.

Perhaps the ghost troupe wanted to gather people's fear and strengthen their own theatrical god.

I have to report to everyone that I haven’t updated anything recently, but I haven’t rested for even a minute!

I said half a month ago that I was writing a short story about realism for a literary contest. It's a detective story that explores family issues. It's also my first time trying to write this type of story. I'm not proficient in any aspect and my progress is not fast enough. I have written 60,000 words so far and will be finished when I reach about 100,000 words.

I will try my best to finish writing the main body of the story before the end of the month, and then submit the first part to the editor. After that, I will slowly refine the full text so that this short story can be seen by everyone as soon as possible.

Really, I wish I had unlimited time in a day so I could finish writing in one day. Sometimes it’s quite uncomfortable when the story is stuck in my mind and I have no time to write it.

If everything goes well, there will be nothing else to do next month, and Weird Dynasty can be updated appropriately. Please be patient, I just updated a little less this month, but at least I didn’t stop updating, right? (proudly akimbo)
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see you tomorrow!