Chapter 1880
If audio player doesn't work, press Stop then Play button again
All the people in the capital gathered in the same direction with bags or a bamboo basket on their arms.
Among these people, there are murongsheng, a very perfect rich merchant in disguise, and yingmu, a coachman.
Murong Sheng stood beside the shadow wood and looked at the shadow wood secretly. She muttered in her heart. She didn't know it was yingmu. She was well-informed and saw strange things. She was not interested in her situation out of thin air.
Or really interested, but afraid to ask?
At this time, Murong Sheng really looked carefully at the past, but he didn't find anything wrong from yingmu's face.
Flat and light, can be said to be very expressionless.
It's just like normal. It's very normal. It's just too normal.
Even when such a strange thing happened last night, yingmu didn't seem to see it. He didn't mention a word.
Just because it is so normal, murongsheng will feel abnormal!
No matter how people encounter that kind of thing, how can they maintain such normality?!
Murong Sheng took back a lot of her own eyes. Since yingmu had chosen not to ask and didn't see anything, she wouldn't bring it up by herself.
I don't know. It's very good.
As if nothing had happened, the two followed the crowd to a square.
In the open space, you can see a high sacrificial platform standing in the middle of the open space.
The five towering pillars surround the sacrificial platform.
Murong Sheng narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the five pillars. You can see that the stone pillars are engraved with wind, fire, thunder, electricity and rain.
Under each stone pillar stood a priest.
He was wearing a white robe and hair, and clubbed something similar to a staff, which was engraved with inscrutable runes.
It looks like that.
It's just
Murong Sheng looked at the situation in front of him and touched his chin.
However, looking at the five priests standing around the stone pillar, even if they were wearing white ethereal robes, they didn't feel so sacred.
On the contrary, it's not like a priest, but it has the smell of a wizard?
"The white tiger country looks very interesting."
Murong Sheng smiled and slightly raised his eyebrows at the shadow wood standing beside him: "this serious national teacher doesn't raise, but raises a large group of priests. It's really different from other places."
Yingmu nodded and answered murongsheng's words: "yes, other countries believe in their own gods, so the status of national teachers is the highest in other countries. However, on the side of the white tiger country, they believe in shamans and have no national teachers, so they keep some shaman priests."
"What? Shaman priest?"
Murong Sheng had never understood such a thing before. He was inevitably surprised to hear what yingmu said.
I didn't expect that what the white tiger country believes in is not a God, but a shaman.
No wonder, the stone pillars I saw just now are not carved with the appearance of gods, but five kinds of wind, rain and lightning.
Please report us if you find any errors so we can fix it asap!
All the people in the capital gathered in the same direction with bags or a bamboo basket on their arms.
Among these people, there are murongsheng, a very perfect rich merchant in disguise, and yingmu, a coachman.
Murong Sheng stood beside the shadow wood and looked at the shadow wood secretly. She muttered in her heart. She didn't know it was yingmu. She was well-informed and saw strange things. She was not interested in her situation out of thin air.
Or really interested, but afraid to ask?
At this time, Murong Sheng really looked carefully at the past, but he didn't find anything wrong from yingmu's face.
Flat and light, can be said to be very expressionless.
It's just like normal. It's very normal. It's just too normal.
Even when such a strange thing happened last night, yingmu didn't seem to see it. He didn't mention a word.
Just because it is so normal, murongsheng will feel abnormal!
No matter how people encounter that kind of thing, how can they maintain such normality?!
Murong Sheng took back a lot of her own eyes. Since yingmu had chosen not to ask and didn't see anything, she wouldn't bring it up by herself.
I don't know. It's very good.
As if nothing had happened, the two followed the crowd to a square.
In the open space, you can see a high sacrificial platform standing in the middle of the open space.
The five towering pillars surround the sacrificial platform.
Murong Sheng narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the five pillars. You can see that the stone pillars are engraved with wind, fire, thunder, electricity and rain.
Under each stone pillar stood a priest.
He was wearing a white robe and hair, and clubbed something similar to a staff, which was engraved with inscrutable runes.
It looks like that.
It's just
Murong Sheng looked at the situation in front of him and touched his chin.
However, looking at the five priests standing around the stone pillar, even if they were wearing white ethereal robes, they didn't feel so sacred.
On the contrary, it's not like a priest, but it has the smell of a wizard?
"The white tiger country looks very interesting."
Murong Sheng smiled and slightly raised his eyebrows at the shadow wood standing beside him: "this serious national teacher doesn't raise, but raises a large group of priests. It's really different from other places."
Yingmu nodded and answered murongsheng's words: "yes, other countries believe in their own gods, so the status of national teachers is the highest in other countries. However, on the side of the white tiger country, they believe in shamans and have no national teachers, so they keep some shaman priests."
"What? Shaman priest?"
Murong Sheng had never understood such a thing before. He was inevitably surprised to hear what yingmu said.
I didn't expect that what the white tiger country believes in is not a God, but a shaman.
No wonder, the stone pillars I saw just now are not carved with the appearance of gods, but five kinds of wind, rain and lightning.
All the people in the capital gathered in the same direction with bags or a bamboo basket on their arms.Among these people, there are murongsheng, a very perfect rich merchant in disguise, and yingmu, a coachman.Murong Sheng stood beside the shadow wood and looked at the shadow wood secretly. She muttered in her heart. She didn't know it was yingmu. She was well-informed and saw strange things. She was not interested in her situation out of thin air.Or really interested, but afraid to ask?At this time, Murong Sheng really looked carefully at the past, but he didn't find anything wrong from yingmu's face.Flat and light, can be said to be very expressionless.It's just like normal. It's very normal. It's just too normal.Even when such a strange thing happened last night, yingmu didn't seem to see it. He didn't mention a word.Just because it is so normal, murongsheng will feel abnormal!No matter how people encounter that kind of thing, how can they maintain such normality?!Murong Sheng took back a lot of her own eyes. Since yingmu had chosen not to ask and didn't see anything, she wouldn't bring it up by herself.I don't know. It's very good.As if nothing had happened, the two followed the crowd to a square.In the open space, you can see a high sacrificial platform standing in the middle of the open space.The five towering pillars surround the sacrificial platform.Murong Sheng narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the five pillars. You can see that the stone pillars are engraved with wind, fire, thunder, electricity and rain.Under each stone pillar stood a priest.He was wearing a white robe and hair, and clubbed something similar to a staff, which was engraved with inscrutable runes.It looks like that.It's justMurong Sheng looked at the situation in front of him and touched his chin.However, looking at the five priests standing around the stone pillar, even if they were wearing white ethereal robes, they didn't feel so sacred.On the contrary, it's not like a priest, but it has the smell of a wizard?"The white tiger country looks very interesting."Murong Sheng smiled and slightly raised his eyebrows at the shadow wood standing beside him: "this serious national teacher doesn't raise, but raises a large group of priests. It's really different from other places."Yingmu nodded and answered murongsheng's words: "yes, other countries believe in their own gods, so the status of national teachers is the highest in other countries. However, on the side of the white tiger country, they believe in shamans and have no national teachers, so they keep some shaman priests.""What? Shaman priest?"Murong Sheng had never understood such a thing before. He was inevitably surprised to hear what yingmu said.I didn't expect that what the white tiger country believes in is not a God, but a shaman.No wonder, the stone pillars I saw just now are not carved with the appearance of gods, but five kinds of wind, rain and lightning.
