Chapter 60: A naked threat
“It smells like the ancestral spirit. It’s alive. Interesting…” The one-eyed old man naturally didn’t explain anything to us. He said this inexplicable sentence while walking downstairs, and his voice gradually became inaudible.
Is this the reason why he helped us? We have the smell of the ancestral spirit? God knows that the so-called ancestral spirit almost swallowed us.
However, the key point should be that he was still alive… My master and I didn’t want to think too much about it. In any case, this situation made it impossible to think too far ahead. We could only take one step at a time. So my master and I rushed directly into the room that the old man had pointed to. In that room, there was indeed a window facing the street, and the house was right on the edge of another street. My master and I took a chance when no one was paying attention and jumped from the second floor without hesitation.
The second floor of the stilted house was quite high, so the fall hurt my master and me. Fortunately, we had been in good physical shape since childhood, and our physical coordination was good, so we were able to make protective movements in time.
But my master and I didn’t care about the pain in our bodies. We gritted our teeth and got up, not daring to breathe a sigh of relief. We quickly walked down the street with our heads bowed.
Fortunately, our clothes were very dirty and we could hardly be seen, and our faces were also very dirty, so no one paid much attention to us. I also discovered that my unintentional move was actually right by coincidence, because I saw in the corner of my eye that there were really some people who looked like they had been working hard. Could it be that the people in this town are used to working early in the morning?
I didn’t bother to think about it, and just walked with my master. The short alley quickly came to an end and we were on the main street.
The main street was as busy as before, with people gathering on the main street. At this time, it was the patrol team that deliberately drove people onto the main street… At this time, I noticed that the patrol team members were also armed.
Although the weapons were not as good as those of the military, at least everyone had a hot weapon.
To be honest, I don’t know how useful these weapons are to cultivators… But the most timely suppression can definitely be achieved. In addition, are all the people in this small town really cultivators? The answer is of course no.
I was with my master in the crowd, and I was holding onto his sleeve for fear that we would get separated in the dense crowd… There were probably about 200 people coming this time, but there were thousands of people in the town. The reason for the repression was probably because ordinary people were afraid of heat weapons, and the cultivators were concerned about ordinary people, right?
“Master, that’s really arrogant. Isn’t there someone in charge of the town over there?” I whispered in my master’s ear.
Master pouted at me, indicating that I should look over there. It was quiet as a tomb that morning. I thought about it carefully and realized that it was probably the weekend. The concierge had also said that this town had suddenly appeared because there were not enough people, so people from the next big town came to manage it temporarily.
When I think about it carefully, everything seems like a carefully planned conspiracy! Even if Yang Sheng is arrogant, he wouldn’t dare to openly “emerge” and go against the state apparatus.
Before I withdrew my gaze, I suddenly saw the patrol team pull a person out of the gatehouse. That person was obviously still confused and frightened. Wasn’t it the same enthusiastic gatekeeper?
“Master, we should help him.” There is a saying that it takes a thousand reincarnations to be able to help someone in this life. We ended up sitting down with the concierge and drinking with him in the middle of the night. I’m not being a good person in such a critical situation.
But if I think about it carefully, as Yang Sheng, I would have to be careful not to fall into the trap of the secret operation. The result of this doorman would not be too good to think about.
As for me and my master, we are cultivators, so it must be that the old man guarding the mountain pass will tell us that we can leave. It seems that he knows that this operation is targeted. However, the doorman is just an ordinary person with no background, and from ancient times to the present, it seems that it is not too strange for some people to disappear.
That’s why I felt sorry for him.
But what exactly should I do? I hadn’t yet come up with a plan, and when my master nodded in agreement with my suggestion, his brows furrowed… Presumably he was also carefully planning in his heart.
As time passed, more and more people were driven onto the main street. The main street of this small town was not very spacious to begin with, but now it was almost crowded with thousands of people from the town, making it even more crowded.
It was already past 9 a.m. The summer sun was always very diligent, and it was already high in the sky at 9 a.m., shining down hotly, drying people’s sweat and steaming it up and dispersing it in the air. The street was filled with a suffocating and suffocating atmosphere for a while, and it was full of a very complicated flavor.
In such an atmosphere, it is easiest to lose your cool. This environment has affected me so much that I have to recite the mantra of calmness in my heart… Although I am impulsive, I also know that I must stay calm at critical moments in order to seize the slightest opportunity and reverse my fate.
Unlike the previous uproar when these people first appeared, more and more people were gathering on the street, and the town was getting quieter and quieter. Only the occasional sound of bees “buzzing” could be heard, and it was very low-pitched. No one was talking anymore, making it difficult for me to talk to my master.
I kept my eyes open and noticed that although being surrounded by people could hide me, it was also like being locked in an iron barrel. I was also very clear that in this situation, I was afraid that only chaos could give me and my master the best chance.
In addition to this, I also sensitively noticed one thing, that is, the doorman seemed to have received “special” treatment, and was even taken to a convertible truck that surrounded the town. I saw him from a distance, and he seemed to be very afraid, his body trembling.
I felt a bit bored and lowered my head… But to take him to the car, isn’t that adding fuel to the fire? But before I could think too much, I heard the shouts of the patrol team. I looked up and saw at least three teams of people at the entrance to the alley at the edge of the town, urging the people in a row to hurry up, just like herding livestock.
I knew at a glance that these people must have been driven out of the alley where we entered and descended the mountain. Upon closer inspection, I saw that there were about ten elderly people. I didn’t have time to count them, but I saw a general picture. The one-eyed old man who had previously guided me and my master was among them.
Are these old men really that powerful? They had to use three squads to drive them out? As for the people in these squads, I already sensed that some of them might be normal cultivators, while others were obviously “Yang Sheng brand” zombies. Their combat effectiveness was not low, and they were considered “serious” treatment!
However, these old men didn’t seem too scared. Instead, they were staring at the people in the town, and there was a hint of worry in their eyes. This should be the so-called “fear of the mouse and the vessel”? It’s not much different from my previous judgment. The ordinary people in the town have somehow “suppressed” the cultivators.
This reminds me of something. I never saw the old man sitting in front of the stone statue carving at the entrance to the mountain. Could it be that he really hasn’t come down the mountain? Is he indifferent to the town?
But as he said, the affairs of the village are none of our business, we don’t know anything! How can we guess the affairs of the village? The only thing my master and I can do is wait for an opportunity in silence.
After the old men were driven into the crowd, it seemed that the townspeople were “emptied out.” The patrol teams began to disperse quickly, like martial law, standing in two rows, suppressing the crowd, and then pushing the crowd to the edge of the street.
The streets were already narrow, and with this crowding, people were even more tightly packed together, almost touching each other, and the suffocating air became even more oppressive… My head was starting to feel a little dizzy.
At this moment, the sound of an engine was heard, and the modified SUV slowly drove into the street. Standing in front of the SUV was a man. It was hard for him to wear a black short-sleeved uniform with no logo on such a hot day. The buttons on his collar were all buttoned up neatly, and the shadow cast by the lowered brim of his hat made it difficult to see his eyes. However, the half of his face that was exposed looked like it had been carved by a knife or ax, and the whole person really exuded a kind of temperament that only a soldier could have.
The SUV slowly drove down the street, and the man looked around with a dignified air. I thought to myself, “Does he really think he’s an officer in the army because he’s wearing a uniform? And he’s even staging a ‘parade’?” But I only thought that, because after the old man appeared, the entire main street was completely quiet. People were so silent that even the low humming sound of the bees disappeared.
The SUV finally stopped in the middle of the town street. The man standing in the car suddenly stepped on the seat, suddenly standing a little taller, looked around with majesty, and then began to speak without any hesitation.
He spoke normally, without any amplification equipment, and the entire main street echoed with his somewhat low baritone.
“We haven’t met for the first time. In these days, I’m sure the people in the town are already familiar with us… This town is not simple! It interests us… and it is full of curiosity! However, no matter what, I am a man of principle, and this principle is not to touch ordinary people.”
What a lofty statement! What is this man up to? I was still speculating when the deep male voice echoed through the town again.
“However, I am a man of principle, but there is one thing that I put above principle, and that is rules… I don’t move ordinary people in principle, but the premise is that you do things according to my rules…”
Oh, a blatant threat!