Back to the Future Sword of Sichen

By the way, Qu Niang is also auspicious. Wei Mingye suddenly thought of this fact and suddenly felt strange; the Taoist priest was probably addicted to Xiangrui and went everywhere to eat Xiangrui - of course, Taoist Master Changqing also knew that he could not kill Xiangrui directly, but waited until they were about to die, or You will only take action if you bring it to your door.

If he killed Xiangrui directly, he would probably be punished by "Heaven". This Taoist priest is quite smart.

Wei Mingye closed the book and had no intention of reading at all. Although it is said to be a travel note, it is actually no different from a diary. Wei Mingye is not in the habit of reading people's diaries. In other words, he is not a good writer.

He looked at the street, which was still a picture of bustling people. As the New Year Festival got closer and closer, more and more people came from outside the city, and the vitality of the whole city was boiling with the lively scene.

There was a noise from the door behind him, and Wei Mingye opened it. It turned out to be an official working in Li Zheng Mansion.

"Your customs clearance documents have been applied for." The man handed the customs clearance documents to Wei Mingye and handed him a book at the same time.

"Li Zheng asked me to send you a message." The official said, "Please enjoy Peicheng's New Year's Day."

After the officials left, Wei Mingye returned to the room. The customs clearance document was no more than a piece of paper, but in Wei Mingye's view, it contained the epitome of an era and strict rules. And that book contained anecdotes of all sizes in Peicheng. It was much better than the travel notes of a seasoned traveler. After just one glance, Wei Mingye was deeply attracted.

It's a pity that he no longer writes books, and the habit of recording good words and sentences has gradually faded away.

But in other words, he is a book in itself, with past experiences and current adventures recorded in his mind one by one. Recalling the past in the dead of night has a unique flavor. It can also be regarded as a kind of practice.

Time passed by inadvertently. If Manion hadn't called Wei Mingye when he came in, Wei Mingye wouldn't have noticed that it was time to eat at noon. It also shows from the side that this book called "Memories of Peicheng" is very attractive.

"These books are really boring." Manion said as he put the travel notes on the table. "I fell asleep while reading them. If my stomach hadn't told me to get up and replenish my nutrition, I wouldn't have gotten up!"

"These travel notes are indeed boring." Wei Mingye pointed to "Memories of Peicheng", "I find this book interesting. I will give it to you when I finish reading it. In addition, I have obtained the customs clearance document. We can go back anytime."

"But we can't ignore Besmir." Manion shrugged, "We'd better go back later. How can Besmir take care of himself when he's blind? Little Yenisei turned into Lushu and still can't change back... … We can’t let this go unchecked.”

Wei Mingye nodded in agreement. Although Besmir had mystical skills that could help him "see" the world, using the mystical skills for a long time would consume too much energy and was obviously not cost-effective.

"Let's go to dinner and see if Ms. Besmir is going." Manion said, turned around and went to the door of Besmir's room.

Knocking on Besmir's door, a rustling sound came from the door, and then Besmir's cold voice came through the door: "Excuse me, what can I do?"

"Ms. Besmir, we are going to have dinner, will you come with us?" Manion said.

"Okay, please wait."

After a while, Wei Mingye and three others appeared on the street. The fireworks in this world are intoxicating, and the bustling crowds and noisy sales make the city full of life and vitality. Wei Mingye and the three of them walked on the street, feeling the rich atmosphere of life. They walked past a food stall, and the stall owner was shouting loudly. The stall was filled with all kinds of delicious snacks, and the aroma was fragrant. Manion couldn't help but stop and buy a few skewers, eating while admiring the night view of the street.

Besmir walked between the two of them, with a smile on her face. The mysterious magic she used was helping her outline the prosperity of the world, and the scene in her mind was no more monotonous than what ordinary people would see.

"I really envy this place." Besmir said with emotion, "Occultists can actually live with ordinary people without conflict."

There are often small fluctuations caused by the use of mysterious magic in the surroundings. It may be the boss using mysterious magic to light a fire, or the doctor using mysterious magic to observe the patient. Manion also thinks this city is beautiful. Compared to Peicheng, the discrimination between mystics and humans in the world outside the city has not been effectively resolved.

Wei Mingye thinks this kind of discrimination is very strange - a big country with a history of thousands of years has never lacked romance and cruelty. Perhaps it is because of history that younger generations can learn lessons and formulate rules to reduce discrimination as much as possible, at least not appear before your eyes.

This may be unmatched by other countries, and Wei Mingye is proud of this.

They came to a restaurant to eat and saw that Besmir was blind. The waiters and the boss in the store showed great kindness, which made Besmir feel comfortable and at ease.

During the meal, everyone was chatting, talking about how to proceed with the follow-up plan.

Besmir shook his head and said: "To be honest, I don't have any feasible plan...I have no clue at the moment."

Not to mention being honest - he doesn't care about the occultists. It's just because ordinary people are involved that he joins forces with the God-Chasing Division. But now, whether it's from Rizheng or Chai Shensi, the plan is still on hold.

"I have an idea." Wei Mingye said.

"As expected of me, brother!" Manion smiled, "Brother, please tell me how to do it."

"There is a god in the Yuan Temple outside the city."

Manion opened his eyes wide and said, "God?! Isn't that thing too mysterious?"

"Actually, according to my speculation, it should be some kind of special mysterious technique." Wei Mingye said, "That kind of mysterious technique is the mysterious technique that you are looking for, Ms. Besmir."

"Everything you ask for will be granted..." Besmir's tone was pleasant and slightly trembling, "It turns out it really exists..."

"My idea is to use this mysterious technique to transform those who have become Lushu back."

"I see." Besmir nodded, "But you need to pay some price to get what you ask for..."

"That's enough." Wei Mingye said, "I can bear the price."

Wei Mingye's tone of voice and the soft aura exuding from his body made Besmir feel at ease. She suddenly felt that Wei Mingye was very reliable and trustworthy.

"If that's the case..." Besmir said firmly: "Then just do it, we will wait for you."