I have a Taoist temple that connects me to other worlds

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During dinner that evening, Mo Xiang also brought up the matter, expressing her desire to participate and compete for the Morning Blossom Ranking.

Jiang Wen naturally agreed; it was a very good thing for the young lady to have ambition. However, he always felt that this Morning Blossom Ranking had a hint of conspiracy, but he couldn't quite put his finger on what it was.

So he simply stopped thinking about it and waited for the opening of the Hundred Flowers Festival.

After dinner, they strolled through the streets, where the lights were dim. Perhaps because of the Hundred Flowers Festival, Jiang Wen noticed that the number of people in Taicang had increased. Among them, there were many women with outstanding beauty, often catching the eye.

There were even quite a few who were absolutely stunning, causing people to stop and stare in admiration.

"This Hundred Flowers Festival is really lively," Jiang Wen said to Li Yunshang, holding Shuxiang's small hand.

She hadn't seen Jiang Wen much in the past two days and missed him dearly.

"That's natural. The Dagan Dynasty has never had a Morning Blossom Ranking. Ambitious women from all over the world know about this, and they are all willing to come and compete for the Flower Queen position."

Jiang Wen deeply agreed with this, after all, there were similar events like the Martial Arts Conference, where people competed for the title of Martial Arts Leader. People in the world need fame, of course. This is the same for both men and women, so it's no wonder that so many beauties come here.

The old man got out of the carriage, opened the cage, and the chickens, dogs, cats, and sheep inside started to cry. The old man looked at them, a toothless grin on his face: "Don't shout, this will be your home from now on."

The old man grabbed the girl and washed the blood off her body. He pinched her face, fed her a pill, and then smiled: "You did well today, you can have meat to eat."

"Save! Save the horse! Brother Jiang!" Shuxiang said pitifully.

The little boy happily ran to the box and crawled inside. The old man showed the box to the crowd, then inserted the knives. Amidst the tense emotions of the boy's mother, the old man opened the box, only to see a little sheep jumping out, bleating at its surroundings.

The little sheep wanted to walk towards the crowd, but the old man forcibly put it back into the cage. The boy's mother breathed a sigh of relief, waiting for her child to appear. But she waited and waited, and her child never came.

Looking again at the traveling troupe, the old man was already packing up his things, leading the animals onto the carriage. Amidst the cries, he leisurely waved his whip and scolded the horse: "You beast, hurry up and go."

Jiang Wen touched her head and smiled, saying, "Then we'll go save them now."

"Child, my child is gone!"

The old man touched the puppy's head, letting the dog return to the cage on its own. He turned the box around to the onlookers again, indicating that there was nothing wrong with his box. Then he asked for volunteers to try it out, and many people were eager to try.

Then a flying sword came around and stopped in front of the young man.

The livestock were silent, all with tears in their eyes. The old man didn't care about this and pulled a lamb out of the cage.

He carried Shuxiang towards the old man, and also gave Li Yunshang a sound transmission talisman.

Shuxiang curiously wanted to see, so Jiang Wen lifted her up to look into the crowd. It was a traveling troupe performance, with fire-breathing and tightrope walking. It was so wonderful that it drew enthusiastic cheers from the onlookers. Li Yunshang didn't like it very much and took Mo Xiang to other places.

"You're the freshest today, how about a meat dish."

"Has anyone seen my boy?! He was just here."

The group looked at the night market, stopping in front of a lively traveling troupe.

Jiang Wen wasn't very interested in this troupe, but he was accompanying Shuxiang to watch. This troupe had quite a few animals, including sheep, horses, dogs, and chickens. Each animal seemed to have innate intelligence, able to make movements that made people laugh.

"It's very pitiful, shall we save that horse?" Jiang Wen pinched Shuxiang's face, his eyes fixed on the departing carriage. He had felt that the old man was a bit strange, and even the missing little girl had not reappeared. The onlookers all thought that the little girl had left through the back door, but Jiang Wen felt that she had always been in the box.

She watched the carriage passing by, the horse's face meeting her gaze. The old man whipped the horse again, and the horse walked forward in tears.

"Brother Jiang, Shuxiang thinks that horse is so pitiful," Shuxiang said, her nose twitching as she looked at the departing horse. She seemed to have seen a child being arbitrarily whipped by the old man.

"Brother, what happened?" Shuxiang hugged Jiang Wen's neck tightly in fear, not understanding why the lively scene had suddenly turned into this.

The old man opened the cage and released a white puppy. He took out a knife and stabbed it in the back. The dog let out a miserable cry, blood flowing from its back, and then the old man roughly peeled off its fur.

The old man pinched the skin and laughed. He said to the cage, "From now on, whoever doesn't listen to me, I'll eat its meat. Whoever is the most obedient will get food."

"My daughter is also missing!"

The onlookers exclaimed, but the old man laughed. He pulled out the knife and opened the box under the expectant gazes of the crowd. But there was no child inside, only a white puppy darting out.

Just then, a blue light flashed. The old man was shocked and quickly jumped back a few steps. He looked up outside and saw a young man in a white robe holding a child in his arms under the round moon, standing on the wall of the courtyard, looking at him indifferently.

Frowning, Jiang Wen suddenly thought of an evil art in the Scripture of Sacrifices. It was a secret technique that could turn people into livestock and then use them at will. This secret technique was extremely insidious, and after three hours, there would be no possibility of returning to human form.

The horse neighed in pain, tears streaming down its eyes. It worked hard to walk forward, staggering away.

He carried the cage into the courtyard, only to see various furs hanging to dry inside.

At the same time, many people realized that their children were missing. For a time, the surrounding area was in chaos.

The old man asked the onlookers, and the little boy excitedly wanted to try it. The little boy's mother disagreed, but she couldn't resist the child's begging.

Finally, the performing old man brought out a box as tall as a person to show to the crowd. Then he brought in another girl and had her enter the box. He inserted several knives into the four sides of the box, and blood flowed out.

The same thing happened to the boy later. How could they disappear for no reason when they had been there all along?

Away from the noisy market, the old man drove the carriage and hummed a song. He turned a few corners and came to a remote house.

Confusion surged, and cries rose and fell. Some women even cried as they shouted, making the already crowded streets even more chaotic.

"Who are you…" The old man stopped, put away the knife, and respectfully saluted the young man. Just as he was about to say something, he heard the young man's calm voice.

"Someone who wants your life."

With that, the flying sword rushed straight at the old man.