The Demon Lord has too many aliases

Yan Weilou reported the pseudonym he had used in the secret realm of the vast sea, and narrated in a leisurely manner: "I am Yan Qi, a man from Dayong.

This is my first time traveling around the world, just to increase my knowledge.

I originally heard that there was going to be a duel between Brother Lu and the Beidou Demon Palace Xiao Wuyi in Beiyuan in early February, and I was going to join in the fun. Unexpectedly, I was delayed on the way and missed the time.

"As he spoke, he sighed with regret.

He looked at Lu Yiyu with some curiosity: "Why did Brother Lu appear here? Did he come from the north? I wonder who won and who lost?" In fact, Yan Weilou knew very well that this duel had never been realized in his previous life - Xiao Wuyi died in the hands of Zhao Zhongzhi before he could go to Beiyuan. Although Xiao Wuyi did not die in this life, he missed the agreed time early because of his troubles in the Purgatory Sect.

However, now Yan Weilou is just a newbie who has just entered the world, and of course he knows nothing about this.

Therefore, he looked at Lu Yiyu expectantly.

"Ahem!" Lu Yiyu coughed in embarrassment, "Actually, I also want to go to Beiyuan.

The duel will probably be postponed.

If Brother Yan wants to join in the fun, he still has time.

"After listening to what Lu Yiyu said, Yan Weilou finally understood what was going on.

It turns out that Lu Yiyu is a road fool.

A few months ago, in order to hunt down Tiankui and train himself, Lu Yiyu took a group of Canghai Sword Sect disciples to Shengjing City. It happened that the Beidou Demon Palace was also causing trouble in Shengjing City, so Xiao Wuyi submitted a letter of challenge to Lu Yiyu and agreed. The decisive battle took place in Beiyuan in early February.

Knowing that he never knew the way, Lu Yiyu let others continue to practice in order to avoid accidents. He set off early and rushed to Beiyuan with two junior brothers and sisters who had been to Beiyuan.

Along the way, he acted chivalrously, slayed demons and defended the law, robbed the rich and gave to the poor... and so on, which were all the things he should do.

Unexpectedly, there was an accident on the way. When a few people were catching a flower-picking thief in a small county, they accidentally bumped into the magic master and were chased for nearly a hundred miles by the demon master. Although they managed to escape in the end, the three of them also failed. They were all seriously injured, and they were also off the path.

Later, he was rescued by the villagers of Xiaoye Village. The day agreed for the decisive battle had passed. Lu Yiyu Wangjian was not in a hurry and slowed down his journey to facilitate his junior brothers and sisters to recover from their injuries.

Yan Weilou nodded slowly: "So that's it.

"Looking at the two closed doors in the courtyard, he could vaguely smell the smell of soup coming from inside. Then he looked at Lu Yiyu, who was sitting in the courtyard seemingly casually, but in fact he could draw his sword at any time. There was a look in his eyes. It's clear.

"Brother Lu is really a good and competent senior brother.

" Back in Shengjing City, Yan Weilou had figured out Lu Yiyu's character. He was a person who enjoyed himself and loved to join in the fun, not the kind of ascetic person.

Nowadays, there is clearly a lot of excitement in the village, but this man is staying peacefully in the yard, not going anywhere. If not to protect his junior brother and sister who are still injured, who else could it be for? With Lu Yiyu's seemingly casual but actually prepared attitude, even Yan Weilou, a person he seemed to be talking to very happily, could pull out his sword anytime and anywhere to stop him if something bad happened.

Knowing that Yan Weilou noticed his wariness, Lu Yiyu smiled awkwardly.

... He is not a suspicious person. If his junior brothers and sisters were not injured and temporarily lost the ability to protect themselves, he would not be so wary of a stranger for no reason.

Yan Weilou was too lazy to expose him, so he also sat in the yard, drank the good wine provided by Lu Yiyu, and talked with him all the time.

Lu Yiyu has a loose nature and a bit of chivalry. While drinking, he recounted his unforgettable experiences since coming down the mountain like a storyteller, his eyebrows were full of excitement and it was very vivid.

Speaking of Shengjing City, he mentioned his trip to Xiaoyao Tower with a regretful expression: "Xiaoyao Tower has a great reputation and is indeed extraordinary.

It's a pity that I was in a hurry to catch Tiankui that day, and I was worried about the safety of the owner of Xiaoyao Building. Later, I was asked to fight by Xiao Wuyi, so I didn't have much time to visit Xiaoyao Building.

"And the owner of Xiaoyao is also an interesting person. If there is a chance in the future, I would like to introduce you to Brother Yan..." Just as he was talking, there was a sudden fire not far away, and there were waves of cheers like waves. Came from the ancestral hall.

I could vaguely hear those people shouting loudly: "Uncle Yinghe! Uncle Yinghe!" Yan Weilou only glanced in that direction and then turned back.

China is a vast land with a long history.

Even if it is just the three lands and three states in the Central Region, different countries, different states and counties have their own different customs.

Although the custom of worshiping Hebo in Xiaoye Village is purely feudal superstition in his opinion, it can be regarded as a kind of spiritual sustenance for the villagers and has its own meaning.

Lu Yiyu, however, looked excited: "It's better to travel and gain experience. I used to stay in the mountain gate all day long, doing nothing but practicing. It's really boring!" As he said that, he glanced in the direction of the ancestral hall, and there was something strange.

But when he thought of his junior brothers and sisters, who were now seriously injured and unable to protect themselves, he suppressed himself again, but there was still a pity in his eyes.

Just at this time, an aunt holding a medicine jar came out of the backyard kitchen. She heard Lu Yiyu muttering something about regrets that he could not go to see the sacrifice, so she quickly responded enthusiastically: "This young man is very important to our village." Are you interested in offering sacrifices to He Bo? If you don't mind, I can talk about it.

" As she said that, her eyes shone brightly, and she looked at Lu Yiyu as if she were looking at a pile of gold ingots.

She has been helping make medicine here these days, but she knows very well that these outsiders are young ladies with unusual status, and they are quite generous.

After only living here for a few days, the money given to Grandma Li was enough to build several more houses.

It also made her jealous.

Now that she sees the opportunity to get together, she will naturally not let it go.

When Lu Yiyu heard this, he became interested and took out a piece of silver: "Mother, you might as well tell me.

"The helper lady suddenly became very excited and danced and said: "You two young masters don't know that offering sacrifices to Hebo has been a long-standing custom in our entire Xiaoye Village. It's not just us, it's the same in several other nearby villages... "It turns out that the villagers in the seven or eight nearby villages, including Xiaoye Village, are all the remnants of Dayou who fled into the mountains to avoid the war at the end of the Dayou Dynasty.

To them, this place is like a paradise.

For hundreds of years, due to the special environment of this mountain range, these villagers have almost always relied on that source river to support themselves.

Therefore, the local villagers believe in the existence of Hebo and believe that it is this god who protects them from behind, so that there will always be a steady stream of fish and shrimps in the source river, and the water will always be clear and sweet. Only by piously pleasing this god can the village be prosperous every year. Wealth and peace.

The worker lady also talked about a lot of unique customs of offering sacrifices to He Bo, as well as some interesting things that had happened in the past years. Together with her dancing movements, the two of them listened with interest.

However, seeing how much she admired He Bo and looked like a fanatical believer in her words, Lu Yiyu couldn't help but shake his head, feeling that it might not be right for this village to continue to develop.

He reminded him sincerely: "As a parasitic fisher, you are able to live today because of your own efforts. How can you put all the credit on the illusory theories of gods?

" Upon hearing this, the aunt was immediately unhappy, and the money she had earned before was no longer good. With an angry look on her face, she raised her finger and raised her voice twice: "Why are you talking! How could you be so disrespectful to He Bo! That will be punished by heaven! " Lu Yiyu was speechless for a while, and joked angrily: "What about He Bo and Shui Bo? It can't be taken seriously.

Could it be that you have really seen that He Bo! "