Daoist Liyue, I live in the Hall of Rebirth!

"Walnut?" Shen Ming whispered.

"Ah? What, what are you doing..." Walnut.

"Just now..." Shen Ming licked his lips.

"Just now, there was nothing just now!" Hu Tao said.

"...Ahem, I mean, why did these people suddenly disperse just now? What did you do?" Shen Ming also felt that the atmosphere was not right, so he changed the question along the lines of the words.

"Ah, you said this, these are some of my little tricks." Hu Tao relaxed a little, pointed at the fuzzy ball that turned around from time to time with her index finger painted with black nail polish, and whispered.

"These are some low-level ghosts without consciousness. I can make them drive me through the secret method. How about it? Isn't it cute?"

As he said that, Walnut touched the little ghost with his fingers, and the little ghost made a cute sound.

Shen Ming also tried to poke at the little ghost with his finger.

"Ooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"

The ghost was poked by Shen Ming, suddenly bared its big teeth, and barked at Shen Ming, almost biting Shen Ming's hand.

"Puchi! Shen Ming, the little ghost doesn't seem to like you very much." Hu Tao covered her mouth and smiled.

"These little ghosts are usually not active during the day and cannot be exposed to sunlight, but if there is a black umbrella covering it, it will be fine, and the black umbrella can hide ghosts."

"Even if people can't see the ghosts, they will instinctively avoid them, so I let the little ghosts go around, and the people around them will naturally feel uncomfortable and avoid them."

The two of them walked forward like this, very slowly.

After all, if this kind of automatic avoidance is just an example, it is easy to say, but if Shen Ming and Hu Tao move quickly and pedestrians avoid it one after another, it will be a bit weird.

As the two walked slowly, they gradually approached the ship that caused the commotion.

The sound of beating gongs and drums reached Shen Ming and Hu Tao's ears.

"This is..." Walnut tiptoed.

"Dancing dragon?" Shen Ming looked at the long queue gradually appearing on the boat.

A group of musical instrument players surrounded a dragon, a dragon made up of many people covered with cloth, and the performers took strange steps and stepped on the beat.

Bang dong ding—— dong dong——

"In ancient times, during the War of the Demon Gods, the people were miserable and the wars were frequent. The Emperor Yan Wang couldn't bear the world to continue to be chaotic, so he personally went down to suppress the demons."

"The emperor didn't intend to compete, but he knew the suffering of the common people, so he led the immortals to draw an end to this war and return Liyue to a bright future!"

The professional libretto cadence and rhyme sang the legend of the emperor.

At this time, the man who danced the dragon head at the front opened his mouth, and a deep and deep voice came out, "The contract must not be violated. If you have any demands, you should think about the price."

"Wow—it's so imposing." The melon-eating crowd sighed one by one. They had never heard Dijun's voice with their own ears, but this majestic aura undoubtedly satisfied people's fantasies.

The dragon's mouth opened and closed, revealing the face of the person inside, but probably no one cares about this.

Shen Ming and Hu Tao were also listening with great interest. Although they didn't see such a large-scale performance announcement on the bulletin board, they enjoyed watching it very much.

However, Shen Ming gradually felt something was wrong.

It's not that there is any conspiracy in this dragon dance event, but...why does the person who dances the dragon head look so like the man who owes money that he and Hu Tao are looking for?

The faucet opened and closed, and the man spoke again.

What a guy!

Shen Ming clearly saw that the face inside the dragon head was him.

"Hu Tao, do you think the person in the faucet looks like the man we are looking for who owes money?" Shen Ming whispered to Hu Tao.

Walnut broke away from the music and looked at it intently.

"It seems...it really is!"

"Isn't it all effortless!" Hu Tao said excitedly.

The man who owes money, the dragon dance, the dragon dance...

This dragon dance is actually the rock king.

Shen Ming didn't have a deep impression of Dijunlong's shape, so he didn't realize it all at once, until the libretto began to sing the story of Dijun.

Unexpectedly, this person came up with this method to imitate the emperor, Shen Ming thought it was imitating the emperor's demeanor and movements, for example - in terms of universal rationality.

But this is Zhongli's demeanor and movement. In the eyes of the people of Liyue, the dragon on the stage is more suitable for the image of the emperor.

The movements of the dragon dance on the stage gradually became proficient, smooth and orderly, and the overall rhythm became more and more rhythmic.

This is a great opportunity to observe the purpose of the fools, Shen Ming did not intend to disturb or stop, but watched quietly, opening the elemental field of vision.

In the field of view of the elements, the position of the dragon's head was shining slightly.

It was the coins in the man's pocket that were gifted by the fools, emitting a slight purple and black smoke.

When the libretto sang the first stanza of The Legend of the Emperor, the melon-eating audience in the audience burst into applause.

"This dragon dance is not bad!"

"I knew it as soon as I opened my mouth, and my foundation is not shallow."

"This emperor really looks alike!"

This was just an ordinary applause and affirmation, and there must be nothing wrong at ordinary times, but this time, these thoughts were captured by the coins in the man's pocket, and slowly mixed with the evil power.

A ritual based on evil power was gradually activated.

Chapter 71 Rituals of the Law of Worship

The dragon tours repeatedly under the dancing of the actors, forming a state of swimming dragons, while the music on the side is gradually rushing.

The atmosphere was already in a good state, but in Shen Ming's elemental field of vision, the distorted evil force merged with the mind and produced a change.

It began to extract the life force of the man, and converted the life force into evil power to pour the whole body.

If someone looked closely, they would find that a little gold had appeared in the man's eyes, but there was some black and purple in the gold.

In an instant, Shen Ming seemed to see a living dragon, but in the blink of an eye, he returned to his normal appearance.

Shen Ming rubbed his eyes and looked again, everything was normal.

Open the element vision, the whole dragon is covered with a touch of black and purple, turn off the element vision, and the dragon dance is lively.

"it is good!"

"fantastic!"

The people who eat melons continue to applaud, they have forgotten that they were only here to buy things in the first place.

"Hu Tao, do you feel it?" Shen Ming asked in a low voice.

"Hmm..." Hu Tao didn't know what to say, "It's a little strange? I don't know why, it just looks a little discordant."

Shen Ming opened the element vision again and continued to observe.

In the senses of the surrounding people who eat melons, this dragon dance has given them too many surprises from its rigidity at the beginning to its tacit cooperation, and now its similarity.

If it weren't for the densely packed legs that clearly appeared in the eyes of the masses, they might think it was really a dragon.

"Dijun is the god of commerce, the god of contract, and the god of wealth."

"The emperor fought in all directions to calm the turmoil in the world. On the day of victory, he sprinkled ten thousand taels of gold; he held business in his left hand, and contracted in his right palm. He looked forward to thousands of years, and his wealth was hidden in his heart."

"If you ask for something, you must first be sincere. If you ask for what you can get, there will be a response; if you ask for money in a proper way, you will not respond every day. If your career is lost, then..."

A line of lyrics made the atmosphere more intriguing, and the audience applauded. Finally, someone couldn't help but joked.

"Ask for money in a proper way. I am very righteous. Dijun, can you make me rich?"

He was joking and told the dragon dancer on stage that such a joke was also a warm-up in the eyes of others, so everyone around him laughed in good faith.

However, the dragon really turned its head over, and a thick and deep voice sounded.

"Why not."

"But this contract must be equal. If I help you get rich, you should also come back here for a cup of tea, or a word of thanks."

"It's pretty similar!" Some viewers said cheerfully.

"Yeah, it's kind of like that." Another audience member echoed.

However, more audiences still focused on the libretto who led the event.

"This is a small surprise of the event. We have hidden some small money in the surrounding venues. If we can find it, it will belong to you, but we have to come back to support the show." The lyricist said.

"it is good!"

"That's it, this event is good, good!"

"Dijun is magnificent!" The person who started joking smiled and waved at the dragon head.

Hu Tao and Shen Ming looked at each other.

The two of them didn't need to pick up money, nor did they have that kind of worldly desire, so they stayed here and continued to watch the show.

At this time, the people in the venue had left halfway, and it was no longer crowded. Hu Tao put away the umbrella and let the sun bathe her skin again.

The dragon began to dance again, faster and more animated this time.

However, in Shen Ming's elemental field of vision, it was the opposite scene. The faint black air had concentrated on the dragon head, that is, the man who owed money. If there is no black and purple dotted line stretches out.

In the direction of the dotted line, the end is the Northland Bank.

Resemblance in shape is achieved in the form of dragon dance, and resemblance in spirit is achieved through lyrics, actions and promises made.

Although Shen Ming didn't understand Zhidong's evil eyes, nor did he understand the steps of the ritual that uses evil power as the power source, but Shen Ming understood the general process.

The next step is to see if those greedy people who went out to find money can come back, but if one comes back, handed a cup of tea or a thank you, then the contract will be considered complete.

This kind of distorted power is already quite obvious, not only Shen Ming, but even Hu Tao began to frown.

"Or, let's stop it." Hu Tao whispered.

"No way." Shen Ming said worriedly, "This distorted power is not a good thing, and it probably hasn't met the conditions to be able to have nothing to do with that man at the moment."

"If we stop this ceremony, it is equivalent to breaking the contract. Who knows if the conditions for breaking the contract will be triggered. If it is triggered, what will be the consequences? We don't know."

"But..." Shen Ming sneered, "If this thing continues to grow like this, sooner or later it will alarm Liyue Seven Stars."

"The two of us are not the only ones who perceive these forces."

Before Shen Ming finished speaking, the audience who started the joke came back with a surprised face, holding a money bag in his hand, and kept thanking him.

In an instant, all the evil powers and rituals disappeared without a trace, and Shen Ming thought he had an illusion.

"No more?" Hu Tao tried hard to perceive, but there was nothing.

"Have you discovered the purpose of the fools?" Shen Ming counted in a low voice.

"No." Walnut.

"It seems that Mr. Zhongli was right. The reason why the fools asked the person who owed money to do those three things was to start a ritual based on the law of worship."

"Mr. Zhongli knows all this?" Hu Tao said in surprise.

"Is there anything else he doesn't know?" Shen Ming asked.

"The ritual of worshiping the law..." Hu Tao frowned and thought, "It should be something related to the emperor. Looking at the power, there should be elements such as distortion."

"They want to harm the emperor!"

......

The event soon came to an end, and most of the people left contentedly. Qian Yanjun came to sign the document for the end of the venue lease.

The man took off the faucet, wiped the sweat off his face, and took a sip of water.

"Do you know what your activity just now means?" A nice female voice came from behind.

The man looked back, and Hu Tao and Shen Ming were standing behind him.

"Ah? It's you." The man thought for a while before he remembered who they were. "What does it mean? It means that I spent another part of the money in vain?"

"No." Shen Ming said, "The dragon dance you just did has already started a ritual, a very evil ritual."

"Although we don't know the purpose of this ritual yet, it's obviously not good for you, and it may even kill you."