The Portal of Wonderland

Two months later, Zhaozhou, south of Daqi, outside Kaiyang City, by the Mixed Dragon River.

The sky was just bright and a thin white mist rose around. There should have been no one at the mouth of the river, but there was a gathering of three, three, two, two, two. Some of these clothes floated on foot and some old coarse cloth came by horseback.

Whatever wave of people, there are seemingly younger boys and girls, the elderly are mostly serious, and the young are unusually excited.

However, in just a minute's time, more than 40 people gathered at the mouth of the river, and young boys and girls accounted for fifteen or six.

Amazingly, no matter how many people arrive, most of them stand still, except for the occasional whispering among themselves.

What is even weirder is that, apart from Watanguchi, which is a huge acreage, the water fog is getting thicker and thicker, even reaching out to the point of nowhere.

At this point, there were fewer and fewer people, and eventually no one else appeared.

After another meal, an anxious look appeared more or less on the face of a dry person.

At this point, not far from the surface of the river suddenly heard a rumbling noise, the thick fog rolled and swept, something huge seemed to rush out of it.

One of the people at the mouth of the river suddenly shook his spirit and looked at it with open eyes.

After the fog split apart, a huge building boat of more than 30 lengths emerged, slowly spreading towards the mouth of the river.

When the crowd paused, there was a commotion and many people's faces showed excitement.

The building boat eventually stopped in the deep water, which was 78 feet away from the estuary, and then someone drifted down directly from the boat. After tapping with a toe on the surface of the water, it shouted, a few flashing jumps onto the estuary.

The crowd shouted, all surrounded by the past, and more loudly asked:

“Do you dare ask, are you the leader of the Xuanmu sect? ”

“I do not know the name of the apostle, and my ancestor was a disciple of Xuanmen. ”

“Can the messenger bring a fuse? ”

“Shut the fuck up! Now that you're here, what do you want me to show you? This time Zongmen opened the mountain gate, it was your creation. If you don't want to get on the boat, just stay here.” Jumping ashore was a man in blue in his thirties. At first sight, in such chaos, he glanced and drank.

At the end of the day, many of the people on shore still have their mouths shut.

“That's right, being able to appear here is naturally qualified by the Walking Messenger, at least qualified to join the House of Commons disciples. As to eligibility for direct admission to the upper house or even the inner gate, further testing within the parcel is required. All right, eligible disciple, bring me the letter. Other mothers don't need me, I'm in a hurry to go somewhere else.” The big man in blue said out loud and polite.

The dry people on shore heard this and looked at each other in disdain.

However, after a seemingly skinny teenager first walked over, other teenage girls and boys also walked over after talking to the elderly.

The big man turned his hand and lit an ancient copper mirror. Everyone who came over took a look at it. As a result, there was a faint white light flashing somewhere on their body. Although the size and brightness varied, the big man did not mean to ask carefully at all.

In the blink of an eye, the fifteen or six teenage girls were examined and all stood behind the man in blue.

“It seems that there are only so many people at this junction, so to speak...”

The big man in blue glanced at the others and was about to say something. Suddenly, a faint footstep was heard in the fog not far away, and another figure walked along a trail into the crossing.

Everyone looked at the past unexpectedly.

He was also a teenager in blue who looked like fifteen or six years old and had a slightly dark skin, but was extremely tall and almost the same as an adult, carrying a huge bow bag behind him and a single knife between his waist.

At first sight, the tall teenager was stunned by so many people at the mouth of the river.

Blue coat big man did not say anything with the bronze mirror in his hand to the blue coat teenager, and as a result, the teenager's arms shouted "puff” and a white light flashed.

“How come you're so late, you're all alone.” The big man in blue saw this, snorted, waved at the young man in blue.

The young man in blue seemed to have some misty water. After looking at the others around him and the young man standing behind the big man in blue, he asked with some hesitation:

“Your Eminence is a predecessor of the Xuanmu sect? ”

“Bullshit, I'm not Xuan Wuzong, what are you doing here.” The big man in blue was impatient and suddenly moved in shape. Several flashing young men now looked up and grabbed him down.

The teenager in blue immediately pressed the knife handle on his waist with one hand, but immediately remembered something. After hesitation, he finally did not pull out the knife.

“Bang" sound.

As soon as Dahan grabbed the teenager's shoulder, he shook his shape and took it back with him. After several landings, he went back to his place. Another hand grabbed another girl who looked like she was only twelve or three years old.

At the same time, he pushed his arms so far apart that he suddenly threw them in the direction of the ship.

Ah

The teenager in green clothes was okay, the younger girl was scared to scream out, but a moment later, "bang” and "bang” sounded, but they both landed on the rooftop boat deck steadily.

The young girl's face was extremely pale and her legs trembled slightly.

The teenager sucked in a cold breath of air.

The big man in blue was just a simple throw, but the coincidence of hard work was stunning. It seems that this time he came to Xuan Wuzong, he really didn't make the wrong decision.

Young people in green clothes, naturally, are the stone pasture sent by the wind and dust servants from Quanzhou.

On that day, Ye Hong Yao of Miaotong, after giving him the book letter and Fu Yu, Zhong Xiudo immediately said not to take her away, even before leaving, a film broke into ice sculptures of Master Jin Wu.

After leaving the Yunxia Mountains to find a place to raise half a month's wounds, Shi Lian did not dare to stay in the same place until he arrived here at night and finally reached the ferry today.

However, before he waited here to light that junction mark, he saw so many people and self-proclaimed Xuan Wuzong blue coat dahan, his mind naturally felt a little wrong.

But before he could figure out what was going on, the big man impatiently threw him directly onto the boat. He was surprised and couldn't help but feel silent.

At this point, the blue man repeatedly threw all the boys and girls on the deck of the ship like sandbags on the shore, and then returned to the boat on his own with a single leg of water.

“Boat."

The big man in blue didn't know who to say anything to.

Immediately under tremor, the building boat slowly left the ferry again, heading towards the distant water mist.

“Well, now that you've reported your origins and names, I'm going to start counting the numbers and putting them on the roster.” The man in blue stroked a thick book out of his sleeve and said to everyone with no expression.

(As reminded by the bookmates, Forgotten Words found some problems with the name of the Sect because of its carelessness, so now the word "heavenly music" has been replaced with the word "wonderful music". If there is anything wrong with the book in the future, you are welcome to leave a message in the book review area or on WeChat. I hope to write a classic book with you.