As her sonorous voice sounded, the place suddenly became a commotion, and some people began to cry and clasp their hands together.
Several fanatical old men were about to rush to the west of the city, but were stopped by the Dharma Protectors. However, they continued to roar in anger:
"Let her go. I'm going to kill this witch. I can't let her harm the people of Youzhou."
"That's right, kill the witch and protect the people!"
Such voices quickly spread from one person to ten, and from ten to a hundred. In less than a moment, all the people in the audience raised their fists in protest, shouting:
"Kill the witch and protect the people!"
“…”
Seeing this, Gu Yanran curled her lips almost imperceptibly, and continued in a ethereal voice: "Tomorrow at 11:00 a.m., you must bathe, burn incense, hold willow branches and purify water, and follow me to subdue the demons and exorcise the monsters..."
Suddenly, the fanatical believers had red eyes and rapid breathing, as if they were wound up, and they followed Gu Yanran and shouted!
That night, undercurrents surged inside and outside Youzhou City, and countless families were sharpening their knives, preparing to eliminate the demon the next day.
…
At the same time, in Zuixianlou in the city, it was the busiest time of the day. A storyteller over 40 years old was narrating the grand event of the White Lotus Sect during the day with spit flying.
“You all know that when the Saint appeared, colorful lotus flowers suddenly bloomed around the altar.”
He slapped the wake-up wood and his voice suddenly rose: "The Virgin Mary has appeared! What does this mean? It means that the evil woman in the west of the city is indeed a disaster and can bring great disaster to our Youzhou!"
The drinkers in the hall listened attentively, and many of them showed fear on their faces.
At this time, a man with a face full of flesh suddenly slammed the table and stood up, "I must be the first one to rush in tomorrow and stomp that witch's head!"
"Well said!"
The storyteller stroked his beard with satisfaction, a smug look flashing in his eyes.
"The Saint said that everyone must bring their weapons at the hour of Mao tomorrow. Willow branches can drive away evil spirits, and kitchen knives can kill monsters..."
"fart!"
At this moment, a discordant voice suddenly sounded in the corner. The voice was not loud, but it was enough to make the whole restaurant quiet.
Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw the man slowly raise his head, revealing a handsome face with clean-cut features and a bit of flamboyance and unruliness between his brows.
——It was Li Yao who entered the city in disguise.
After he learned that the woman he had met before was most likely Princess Zhaoyang, he lost his appetite and could not sleep at night.
Now, having finally caught the chance, he sneaked out again, determined to rescue the princess and make an unprecedented contribution.
But I didn't expect that as soon as I entered the city, I heard the old Bidden in the restaurant talking about a witch who was a disaster to the country.
Considering the information he had obtained earlier, that Princess Zhaoyang was abducted here, Li Yao became furious. As soon as he opened his mouth, this scene appeared.
At this time, the storyteller's face darkened, "Sir, do you have any objection to the will of the Virgin Mary?"
Li Yao took a sip of wine slowly. "I only know that the laws of the Great Chu are strict and clearly prohibit gathering to cause trouble. Does the 'witch' you are talking about have a conviction in official documents?"
"This..." The storyteller was speechless for a moment, and then he reluctantly explained: "The Saint is the spokesperson of God, why does she need the government..."
"What a spokesperson for the gods!" Li Yao stood up suddenly, pointed at the storyteller, and said indignantly: "Three years ago, the White Lotus Sect was just a dilapidated Taoist temple, but now you are pretending to be gods? I think you are clearly using the name of gods to do evil things!"
After these words were spoken, the atmosphere in the lobby suddenly became quiet.
The storyteller narrowed his eyes and quickly exchanged glances with several people who looked like guards around him.
Among them, a few fanatics could no longer hold back and picked up benches to move forward.
Seeing this, Li Yao immediately wanted to escape.
But when I thought about how hard it was to get into the city, and if I were to be kicked out in such a disgrace, how would I be able to stay in the circle in the future?
"What?" Li Yao suddenly felt a little lacking in confidence, because those men looked so ferocious.
"If you can't win the argument, you have to resort to violence. Is this how you, the White Lotus Sect, behave?"
The restaurant owner rolled his eyes and stepped forward to smooth things over: "Dear guests, calm down. Harmony brings wealth! Sir, if you don't like what I'm saying, I'll change a private room for you."
Li Yao stiffened his neck and pushed away the wine jug handed to him by the shopkeeper.
"Why change to a private room? I'm going to sit here today! The White Lotus Sect is playing tricks on us, and we won't let anyone say anything?"
The believers with ferocious faces had already surrounded him. The man in the lead had a fierce look on his face and grabbed Li Yao's collar: "Boy, are you tired of living?"
Li Yao's back was covered in cold sweat, but he still said stubbornly: "What, what? You won't let me tell the truth? It's obviously you, the White Lotus Sect..."
"Oh no! The soldiers are coming!"
At this moment, someone yelled, and the big men realized that the situation was not right, so they immediately let go of Li Yao and fled from the back door of the restaurant in the blink of an eye.
After Li Yaoru was pardoned and regained his freedom, he began to show off again.
"Tsk! A bunch of rabble, actually wanting to gather and cause trouble in broad daylight..."
However, Li Yao did not realize that, secretly, several pairs of eyes were staring at him and memorizing his appearance.
When he just came out of Zuixianlou, he was humming a little tune on his way back to the inn. When he passed through an empty alley, he was attacked as expected.
"Bang!"
A club hit Li Yao's back of the head fiercely, and then a sack was covered over his head from behind, and several pairs of iron fists like sandbags fell down in the blink of an eye.
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