The years when I made seven sand sculptures cry

The guards were waiting in the wing, and they heard the oiran in front of him talking to everyone Yao.

"Mom." Hua Kui still couldn't forget Jiang Han who just ignored him, and couldn't help asking, "Who is the son who just passed by?"

Everyone Yao sat on the chairs, worried about what would happen to Jiang Han, and said casually, "You must be a distinguished guest."

VIP?When the oiran heard the word "honored guest", his eyes lit up immediately.

Master Yao's eyes are high above the top, and the guests who can be called honored guests by her must have extraordinary backgrounds.

"Mom." She pulled everyone's sleeves and shook them coquettishly, "Is this distinguished guest a newcomer to Northwest City? Why haven't I seen him before?"

Everyone in Yao thought that the oiran he had chosen this time really couldn't show anything other than a face, so he was so ignorant that he asked questions that shouldn't be asked.

The two guards looked on and wondered, how could their city lord think of meeting the oiran here?It's also too opaque.

Just as he was thinking, the door of the box opened, and Jiang Han's figure appeared outside.

The two guards immediately stood up straight: "Master."

"Master." Everyone Yao and the oiran beside her stood up immediately.

Jiang Han's eyes swept over them, but still did not stop at Hua Kui.

He shook his head slightly at Master Yao, and Master Yao understood that he was saying that he just went out to investigate and did not see any dangerous people.

Rest assured everyone, Yao, although the purpose of opening a brothel is to welcome all kinds of people, but there are dangerous people lurking in the brothel, which is quite tricky for her.

Seeing that Jiang Han didn't notice at this moment, she breathed a sigh of relief.

Jiang Han nodded to his two guards, and they immediately prepared to leave with him knowingly.

Before turning around, Jiang Han glanced at the food and wine on the table and motioned for them to pay.

Everyone Yao immediately stopped them, saying: "The honored guests are here, and they are full of splendor. It's because our Wanhualou didn't entertain well. Please don't count the money for this drink with me."

When one of the guards heard this, he took out the money and looked at Jiang Han.

Jiang Han said: "If that's the case, then forget it. If there is anything, you can come to the prefect's mansion to find me."

Everyone Yao nodded, Jiang Han obviously had to stay in Northwest City for a while before those vicious characters were found.

Thinking about it this way, I only felt that those five pale people became even more terrifying.

Chilling down her spine, she bowed in salute.Beside her, Hua Kui also saluted blankly, watching Jiang Han walk out with his guards.

The three left Wanhualou.

As soon as the door closed behind them, they immediately broke away from the bustling world and returned to the cold and quiet street after the curfew.

Jiang Han turned his head and glanced at the brightly lit Wanhua Building. The two guards were behind him, and he couldn't help asking, "Why is the city lord here today?"

What is the purpose of leaving them behind like just now and going out to investigate by yourself?

Jiang Han withdrew his gaze and looked at them. Considering the possible situation in the future, he should also make the two people who have followed him since childhood be on guard.

The two guards saw their city lord's eyes were cold, and said in a low voice: "I came here because I received a warning that an extraterrestrial evil spirit has sneaked into Wanhualou."

The extraterrestrial demon sneaked in here?

Hearing this news, the two guards changed color a little.

Didn't the demons outside the sky look completely different from their human race? If they are mixed in the crowd, they are fluorescent lights in the dark. How could they disappear?

Jiang Han looked at their expressions and said: "The evil spirits outside the sky have found a way to pretend to be adults. According to my inference, they are still in the northwest city. If you come with me, you may bump into them at any time, so be careful. "

"Yes!"

Hearing that the monster could pretend to be an adult, the two guards immediately understood why the city chief came to the northwest city overnight, and entered the Wanhualou without hesitation.

It's just that such news, where did the city lord get it from, and is it reliable?

They kept these questions in their hearts and did not ask them.

Seeing that Jiang Han had already turned around and walked towards the City Lord's Mansion, the two quickly followed.

On the quiet long street, a cold wind blew, shaking Jiang Han's robe and hair, and an abandoned bamboo basket rolled out of the alley, pushed by the wind and rolled past his feet.

Jiang Han walked forward, he was not afraid to meet the evil spirits from outside the sky here, what he was worried about was that these guys found him and dared not come out.

The lord of Flying Star City single-handedly killed three thousand demons in that battle and established a great reputation. This is a meritorious service, but also a burden.

If it weren't for the human race to launch a hero, like a torch to illuminate the four fields in the long night, he would rather be a guardian in the dark, killing these monsters silently.

Northwest City is not on the front line, but also belongs to the Jiang family. It has always been prosperous and stable.

The Northwest Prefect is just an idle job, and usually he doesn't have so many affairs to worry about, so the Northwest Prefect always goes back to his room early to rest after the curfew.

Today, I didn't expect that Jiang Han would show up in Northwest City after the curfew. Hearing the news, the Northwest prefect quickly got up from the bed, put on his clothes and put on his shoes, and came out to greet him: "I've seen the city lord."

In the brightly lit hall, Jiang Han was seen sitting at the head, dressed in ordinary clothes.

The prefect straightened up and tightened the clothes on his shoulders. Just as he was about to speak, he saw the person sitting at the top looking at him inquiringly.

Northwest Prefect: "???"

Seen from the light, the northwestern prefect who hastily greeted him was pale and his skin was tight, as if he had been sucked out of his flesh and blood by an evil spirit from the sky and then possessed.

Seeing the city lord looking at him like this, the two guards standing below also became vigilant. The three of them stared at the northwest prefect immediately as if he was facing a big enemy, sweating profusely, washing off the paste on his face .

"..."

The corner of Jiang Han's mouth twitched, and he asked, "What did you paint on your face?"

"Ah?" The Northwest prefect came back to his senses, stretched out his hand to wipe the thing on his face, then remembered, and quickly replied, "City Master, this is a beauty cream that has become popular among nobles recently. Dig a spoonful and apply it on the face before going to bed at night." On the face, wash off after getting up the next day, the fine lines on the face will disappear, and the skin will be as smooth as a freshly peeled egg.”

"..."

Jiang Han's guards looked at the northwest prefect and couldn't help but said, "You are a big man, why do you use this?"

The northwest prefect smiled wryly and said, "The two adults don't know something. It's really because my cultivation qualifications are too bad. I look older than them when I stand with my peers. I have to find a way to make up for it."

After he finished speaking, he saw that Jiang Han and his two guards seemed to have a problem with his own painting, so he immediately said, "Young man, go wash it, go clean it now!"

Just as he was about to turn around, he heard the person sitting at the top say, "No need."

The northwest prefect stopped and stood where he was, waiting eagerly for Jiang Han's order.

The city lord came late at night, not just to reprimand him for using beauty cream.

The guards felt that the northwest prefect was really useless. If they asked him if he had found anything unusual in the city during this period, it would be useless to ask him.

Then one of them said, "Go and call your master."

"Oh, good." As if he had received an amnesty, the Northwest prefect hurriedly ordered someone to call his capable men.

He returned to the living room and said to Jiang Han, "If you have any questions, the city lord, just ask me, the lord, and he will definitely give you a satisfactory answer."

Jiang Han heard footsteps coming from outside the door, it should be the head of the Northwest prefect coming over, and the intuition honed from the battlefield began to give a faint warning.

I also heard the northwest prefect standing at the bottom, still babbling, "It's just that my master's stomach has been eaten up for a while, and he can't stop the diarrhea. I'm afraid he's a little mentally ill. Don't blame him when the city lord sees—"

While speaking, the figure printed on the paper window finally walked into the hall.

Jiang Han looked at the master's pale face and skin that was so tense that it seemed to be splitting, and heard his guard ask: "You... Your master must have used beauty cream, right?"

The "person" who came to the hall stopped, and looked at Jiang Han with an uncontrollable hatred. This familiar gaze made Jiang Han have a cold smile on his face.

"It's not beauty cream," the guards heard him say, "it's bumping into the rightful owner."

Hearing these words, the creature standing below looking at him with hatred suddenly began to transform violently, as if something was about to break through this layer of skin and break out.

Jiang Han's voice sounded and echoed in the air.

"It's only then that I appreciate them pushing me out and being the hero," he said.

Outside the hall, a gust of wind suddenly blew all the doors and windows against the wall with a "snap", closing the entire space tightly.

The other three living people realized that there was a layer of blue light attached to the walls, doors and windows, and the flow was full of destructive power.

Hearing the sound of cloth being torn apart, the Northwest prefect felt a blur in front of his eyes. He saw that his master book, which had seemed a little strange these days, exploded completely, and countless slender and terrifying limbs broke free from it, splitting into five pieces. A pale creature nearly two people tall with a worm face and spindly limbs.

"Wang, Master Wang..." The northwest prefect was so frightened that he couldn't move, and Jiang Han's guards moved like lightning, pulling him over and protecting him behind him.

Jiang Han was still sitting in the same place, but lightning flashed in his palm, and there was a black knife box half as tall as a man in front of him.

He looked at the five targets in front of him coldly, and held the handle of the knife with his slender fingers, and the sound of drawing the knife resounded in the air along with the surging lightning.

"The reputation of killing three thousand of you alone by one person will scare you away sometimes, but sometimes, like now, you can't bear it anymore and show up on your own initiative, wanting to kill me for revenge."

The evil spirit outside the sky made an angry voice: "￥#@%*&——!!!"

Jiang Han's pitch-black eyes also burst into blue lightning, and his whole body suddenly exploded, killing them.

This is also his favorite moment of revenge in this world.