This is a small town with an ancient long street paved with bluestone slabs. On both sides of the street are scattered typical water village buildings with flying eaves and arches. The walls are mostly white and uneven, as if they have experienced decades of baptism, simple and solemn.

The market was very lively, with vendors and peddlers walking through the streets, and the atmosphere was bustling with people.

Suddenly, hundreds of people appeared out of nowhere on the road, scaring passers-by.

"Oh my god! A miracle!"

"Are these not gods from heaven?"

"What god? I think he is more handsome than a god!"

The women were stunned, as if it was the first time they had seen so many handsome men, each with an extraordinary bearing and a sage-like appearance, very attractive. Even many men came to join in the fun.

A few still had some sense and just watched from a distance with surprise in their eyes, but most of them took out their purses and kept throwing them at the monks.

This is the custom here. When a woman meets a man she likes when she goes out, she will throw away the purse she embroidered herself to express her love.

The women threw the men and smiled shyly, trying hard to suppress the urge to carry them home on the street.

"Look at that one, I've never seen anyone with red eyes like this, he's really handsome!"

"I've never seen a man like him before. One look at him makes me feel weak in the knees."

"I got ten purses today, I'll throw them all to him! Take my love!"

Yin Buqi was wearing a black robe, had a slender figure, and his black hair was tied back with a golden hairpin. He stood there with his eyelashes drooping. His pale face revealed a sickly feeling, yet was particularly stunning.

He said nothing, frowning.

I just feel that so many people are noisy and chattering, which makes people feel disgusted.

Jiang Niannian picked up a purse from his feet and took a look at it: "This purse has amazing embroidery and good material. It's a pity to leave it on the street like this."

Yin Buqi's long black eyelashes trembled for a moment, and his tone was a little low: "Nian Nian... don't you mind?"

"What do you mind?"

"The woman next to me threw a purse at me."

"What's the big deal? They admire you." Jiang Niannian smiled gently.

Yin Buqi said nothing more. He pursed his thin lips and looked at his bony hands. A gloomy aura was faintly emerging from his bones. He felt that this layer of obedient skin on his body could no longer hold up.

He leaned his head on her shoulder, tugged at the hem of her clothes, and said, "But none of them are embroidered by Nian Nian."

Jiang Niannian rubbed the coal briquettes in her arms, noticing that something was wrong with his expression, and asked tentatively, "How about... I embroider one for you some other day?"

"Then thank you for your hard work." He answered straightforwardly.

Jiang Niannian: “…” This awkward child, if he wants to say something, he should just say it directly, instead of beating around the bush to get her to say something.

"Eh? Judging from the way you are dressed, are you cultivators?" An old man walked over staggeringly, leaning on a cane.

"That's right." Several people in the crowd answered.

"Are you immortals here to exorcise the demons for our Qinghe Town?" The old man was very excited. He grabbed the hand of one of them, his eyes filled with tears and anticipation. "Our Qinghe Town is really too remote. It has been harassed by the demons for decades and no one cares. A few years ago, the town raised money to invite a few Taoists, but they died at the hands of the demons. Later, no one was willing to come... I didn't expect so many immortals to come today!"

One person asked: "Why don't you move away?"

The old man shook his head: "Alas... It's not that I don't want to leave, it's that I can't leave. The people in this town all came here by chance when they were fleeing famine. They saw that there were mountains and water here, and the houses were empty but no one was there, so they stayed here. Later, several people died one after another, and we realized something was wrong. We wanted to leave, but we found that the area was shrouded in resentment for a hundred miles. Once you step into this place, unless you get rid of the resentment, otherwise... you can't leave at all."

"Strange, why is this psychedelic world a little different from what Dad described?" Yin Ci muttered softly as he stood in the crowd.

"Wow, you'd better say, this psychedelic realm is really amazing. Every move of these illusions seems to be real." A monk named Xie Fan in the crowd laughed and joked with the people next to him.

"This is not a psychedelic realm. The formation just now was a teleportation formation." Yin Buqi looked around and said with a frown.

"It's you?" Yin Ci looked over in the direction of the voice and met Yin Buqi's eyes. Then, he saw the little black ball in Jiang Niannian's arms and spoke again: "It's you!"

It was just a question, but this time it was an exclamation filled with fear.

When Meiqiu saw him, her sleepy eyes suddenly widened. She was very frightened and quickly crawled into Jiang Niannian's arms.

But he was dragged out by his horns.

Yin Ci glanced at Meiqiu, then looked at Yin Buqi, and asked in a somewhat unfriendly tone: "Your beast?"

Yin Buqi glanced at it casually and said calmly, "I don't know, it's upside down."

Meiqiu: ??? Yesterday when you asked me to get out and give you and Nian Nian some private space, you called me little baby, but today you turned your face against me? !

Meiqiu looked at the face of Yin Ci that was infinitely enlarged in front of him. In order to survive, he no longer cared about his face. He acted cute and adorable and output madly: "Awoo~"

Jiang Niannian held his forehead with his hand: “…” It’s really disgusting to watch.

The corners of Yin Ci's mouth twitched, and his fist had begun to harden.

He slapped Coal Ball's plump butt hard, then shook it away with force, as if he was holding something dirty in his hand.

"Get away from me. If you come near me again, I will beat you up."

Meiqiu fell to the ground with a thud, looking confused.

It felt both fierce and tearful. This man was truly a living beast. He actually fought beasts!

"This does not seem to be an illusion." Several disciples murmured as they looked at the talismans in their hands.

The old man was puzzled: "Immortal, what is this?"

"The soul-protecting talisman will burn in the illusion."

Xie Fan took two steps back in fear, his voice trembling: "What?! If we are killed by that monster here, we will really die! No, no, I want to go back."

Yin Ci glanced at him and snorted, "Oh, you're a coward."

"What are you talking about!" Xie Fan rushed over and grabbed Yin Ci and yelled.

Yin Ci pushed him away and said impatiently, "Don't touch me with your dirty hands. Let me ask you, why do you cultivate immortality?"

"It is for the sake of immortality, enlightenment, and as long as the heavens."

Yin Ci retorted, "You are a frog in the well. The purpose of cultivating immortals is to punish evil and eliminate evil. The sword in your hand is to protect the people around you and the common people. If everyone is as greedy and afraid of death as you, then what is the point of cultivating immortals? Since you are here, why not help the people in the town get rid of the monster before leaving?"

For some reason, when Yin Ci said this, a strong holy light appeared behind him, accompanied by a very explosive background music: "The light of righteousness! Shining on the earth!"

Is this the male lead's halo? !

Xie Fan couldn't stand his self-righteous arrogance and asked, "Do you think you are so great?"

Yin Ci said: "I am much stronger than many of you."

"you!"

"Okay, stop arguing. It's getting dark. Let's find a place to stay first." Jiang Niannian persuaded, then looked at the old man and asked, "Is there a larger inn nearby?"

"Yes, please follow me, immortal." The old man nodded and walked in front to lead the way.