326 The Rise and Fall of the Royal City, Chapter Fifty-Four

It's Lord He who's truly effective, and the City God too. Praying to him more often might just prevent a ghostly attack.

So, as evening fell, news of the slaying of the corpse demon spread, and people flocked to offer incense. At that moment, a couple, dressed in coarse clothes, led two children, wearing long sleeves and carrying a coarse hemp satchel.

He knelt down and whispered, "May the City God protect me, may the City God protect me, protect my family's safety. May Lord He live a long and healthy life!"

The two children beside them imitated their parents, bowing three times with solemn expressions, saying, "May our family be safe and sound, and may Lord He live a long and healthy life." Then they hurriedly left.

It was getting dark soon. Although Wanzhou was much safer at night now, with patrol officers carrying knives who were really diligently patrolling and had caught many thieves, there was also the Shi sisters, Yang Long and Yang Hu, and local key members who had formed a team.

Inside the City God Temple, in the inner chamber of the same building, the lanterns were just coming on. A woman watched the departing crowd, then quietly turned and walked into the back room.

Inside, it was simple and cozy, but the person was alone. The curtain had been open for a long time, for whom? On the silk quilt, the mandarin ducks that she had sewn herself were now adorned with an even deeper sense of sorrow.

Deep in my heart, I whispered to myself, 'I never imagined that someone would fascinate me so much, move me so deeply, and that I would give everything for you.'

I really miss him, I miss his voice, I miss his smile, I miss his embrace.

Gazing gently, the unforgettable embrace and warmth still linger in my memory. A blush creeps onto my face.

Inside the bathtub, a woman leaned quietly against the water, a hint of languor and weariness in her eyes. Her features were delicate, and her eyes held a sense of comfort. Her hair, wet with water, clung to her cheeks, evoking a feeling of tenderness in one's heart.

Seeing the person changing clothes, she gently called out, "Come quick, sister, the water temperature is just right, hurry!"

She walked in slowly, her graceful figure and long, slender legs flawless. Wearing a simple one-piece swimsuit, she said softly, "I'm here. No need to rush me."

Slowly, I sank my body into the water. The warm water soaked my delicate, white skin, and I felt incredibly comfortable.

A hint of dazedness and a soft sigh flickered in her eyes, as if she were savoring this rare comfort and tranquility. With a gentle stroke of her jade-like hand, the firewood beneath the bathtub heated up even more brightly.

The bathtub was shrouded in mist, and the warmth around it was like springtime. The temperature was just right, like a gentle spring breeze, and even plants wanted to grow around it.

The water rippled, making her even more perfect after being soaked in it. Like a lotus emerging from clear water, she whispered, "Sister, I'm so tired today. I never thought this job would be so tiring."

It used to look so impressive, but now I don't even want to move.

As she spoke, she hugged her waist, pressed her head against her chest, and closed her eyes, seemingly enjoying the tranquility and comfort. She spoke softly, allowing herself to become even calmer and more relaxed.

Helplessly, she let him hold her, gently smoothing her younger sister's hair on her forehead, and whispered, "Little sister, you must be tired these past few days. It's natural to get tired when you're working hard."

If you spend all your time in the county government office and don't go anywhere else, you naturally won't be so tired.

However, you've only heard about these things, haven't you? We still need to keep working hard.

He gently pulled his younger sister into his arms. 'With this place safe and sound, and with adults supporting us, we need to break through our limitations as soon as possible. Only then will we have more power.'

Then he said slowly, "These past few days, though short, have taught me a lot. This matter is a back-and-forth affair, intricately intertwined. If you want to be indifferent to all of this, you need absolute strength."

For example, even though the lord is not here, he still provides us with a powerful backer, and ordinary forces would not dare to disturb him at will.

Today was another day of slaying corpse demons. The news has probably spread to all the major and minor forces. Wanzhou can probably enjoy some peace for a while.

We should also take this opportunity to train more and break through as soon as possible.

"Hmm!" she murmured, lightly touching her finger, and chuckled softly, "Sister, do you have someone you like? Your expression just now seemed a little off."

A playful tussle instantly dispelled their fatigue. The water rippled continuously, and two figures appeared and disappeared in the water.

Inside the county government office, Xie Yanyan rested her chin on her hand, silent, her beauty undeniable, a longing for someone lingering in her heart, their image hazy in her mind.

Old Yang, accompanied by his grandson Yang Tong, dressed in a clean cotton robe embroidered with a bamboo, looking brand new, along with a few ordinary offerings, arrived at the City God Temple before nightfall.

He whispered to his grandson, "Tong'er, kneel down and bow properly to thank our ancestors for their blessings."

After speaking, they set out the offerings, solemnly burned incense and lit candles, and cleaned the surroundings again meticulously, as if on a pilgrimage.

A wisp of smoke slowly rose from the incense burner, spreading in circles through the air, carrying a faint fragrance. The swirling smoke seemed to be telling a story, and an atmosphere of mystery and tranquility enveloped the senses.

The grandfather and grandson knelt down gently, bowing once to thank the ancestral master, once to thank the City God, and once to thank Heaven and Earth.

A wisp of smoke drifted through the air, carrying a faint, pleasant fragrance. Its color gradually faded until it vanished completely. Looking again at the spot where the spear had disappeared, he still seemed somewhat incredulous.

Holding his grandson's hand, they slowly disappeared down the road home. Only wisps of smoke drifted out, filling the surroundings, making the City God Temple even more solemn and mysterious. It seemed to be conveying a transcendent power, bringing a sense of inner peace and tranquility to people in the night.

In the early morning, a cool breeze blew gently, dispelling the chill of the morning. Wei Si, who had just finished his patrol, headed towards the area where the people of Weijia Village were concentrated. Along the way, familiar faces from the village greeted him.

The children, their eyes still half-asleep, called out in clear voices, "Uncle Si," "Hello, Village Chief," "Lord Wei." Different titles, but the same person.

Wes greeted the children happily, feeling a sense of relief. He also saw familiar faces from the village. Every household had already lit fires and boiled water, and some were busy preparing food.

After moving to the city, life changed a lot. Before, I would get up early in the morning to cook porridge, vegetable porridge, or flatbread.

Nowadays, some people simply buy food directly, including dry rations, which is quick and convenient, and they also have plenty of breakfast options in the morning. Things have gradually changed a lot.

Occasionally, I'll buy some potstickers and soy milk, with a touch of sweetness, and the sweet taste makes my whole day feel sweet.

There are also fried dough sticks, steamed buns, mantou (steamed bread), noodles, fried rice, and fried tofu, which are rarely eaten on ordinary days. They are mostly only available in the village during festivals such as the Lunar New Year.