"How much is your sword worth?" Xueer asked.

"That sword should be a priceless treasure. I won't sell it. I will give it to the museum after the country is stable in the future. Maybe I will tell them the secrets of the Ba people I have visited and let them visit," Jian Yumei said.

At this moment, Jian Yumei looked at the mountains of Fuling. It was obvious that some treasures were soaring into the sky. If you had the chance, you would definitely find many treasures from Baguo here.

Jian Yumei looked at the lights, and he knew that there was a nation's pride hidden there.

The ship continued to move up at this moment, and Jian Yumei knew that Chongqing was not far away.

"What kind of city is Chongqing?" Jian Yumei asked the boatman.

"Chongqing, what a good city in Chongqing, with high mountains and uneven roads. It's what we often say. For example, we run boats and run in the Yangtze River all year round. Mountain cities like Chongqing are really not common. This city is long when it is docked by a long time. The whole city is on the hillside, with many stilt houses and hot pot, which is our impression,” the boatman said with a smile.

Jian Yumei listened and laughed.

The city of stilt houses, uphill and downhill, and those hot pots, this is the first impression of Jian Yumei in Chongqing.

"Chongqing also meets the two rivers, and the Yangtze River and the Jialing River both meet here. Chongqing City is a peninsula, but it seems that Chongqing City is not peaceful recently," said the boatman.

"Why is it not peaceful?" Jian Yumei asked strangely.

"The city is haunted recently," said the boatman.

"Uh, it's haunted," Xueer asked curiously.

"Yes, haunted, everyone says that the quarrel is very terrible, and many people are very scared," said the boatman.

"Where does the reason for the haunting come from?" Jian Yumei asked.

"Anyway, it's a haunted person. It is said that many evil spirits in the past have been there recently, and I heard people whispering," said the boatman.

"Why are there many evil spirits? Is there something special happening?" Jian Yumei asked.

"I don't know either. Anyway, it seems that there are many strange things recently. Maybe it's some old debts from ancient times. Chongqing is the old capital of Ba. It was once destroyed. Later, it has also encountered many massacres in many dynasties, such as Massacres from the Mongols, such as those killed by Zhang Xianzhong in the late Ming Dynasty, etc., there are still many unjust souls in the city,” said the boatman.

"Yes," Jian Yumei looked at Liangjiang.

If a city is so haunted everywhere, it is not a good thing, and there are also ghosts that kill people.

It is always bad for the dead to harm the body and life of a living person. Jian Yumei thinks this way.

That night, Jian Yumei thought that she was still very rewarding in her journey. This time she sealed three demon caves. This is the fourth one. Maybe it is close to all success, so she will slowly this time Going up the river is a rest.

But it was really not easy for Liang Yiping to find these demon caves at that time and seal them all.

Come on, seal this one in Chongqing, and the next one is the last battle.

Thinking of this, Jian Yumei was filled with a sense of achievement.

He was thinking at this moment, how was Lin Li's situation? Is the child going well?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look with his eyes.

When he opened his eyes, he saw Lin Li talking with Jin Feng in his hospital in Beijing.

It seems like everything is fine.

After a while, it seemed that Mu Xiner and Xiaohe also came, and they were talking to Lin Li together.

Jian Yumei was not worried when she saw that everything was fine.

Then Jian Yumei continued to start refining the gods.

His skills have increased a lot now, but the soul has been the one he has focused on practicing recently.

At this moment, he can let the soul enter and exit his body freely, and this soul basically has the ability to defend himself, knows how to protect himself, and can also send out power to attack others.

Jian Yumei carefully studied the souls in the air, and her soul was quite capable.

Basically, there is no need to worry about being captured by malicious practitioners to enrich their own skills.

Because people with higher cultivation have to rely on good moral character to improve, and people with poor moral character cannot practice at that point.

The masters at that step will not capture their souls to improve their skills.

Jian Yumei quietly nourished the spirit, and at this moment, her whole body was like a transparent and white container.

The soul is like a ten-month-old baby, and the baby is growing stronger in the container at this moment.

Jian Yumei felt that some of its magical powers were about to be expressed.

He was quietly nourishing the divine light and nourishing it with energy.

Slowly, he felt everything was so wonderful.

Then he entered a state of vagueness.

In that realm, all the secrets of the universe appeared in his mind.

In the upper reaches of the Yangtze River, there is a city built against the mountains. This city is famous for the intersection of the Yangtze River and the Jialing River.

At this moment, this city is here, people go out early and come back late, work hard, and are full of enthusiasm for unlimited life.

This is a water pier, so the riverside is the most prosperous.

All the goods go up here, and then, there are many people who rely on their strength to make a living here.

On the riverside, there are 24 traditional water gates, among which Linjiang Gate and Tongyuan Gate are the most prosperous in front and behind Qixinggang.

At night, people like to eat a small hot pot under the city gate here. It is a kind of shabu-shabu, which is a kind of pork, cow and sheep boiled with very spicy seasonings, which are some beef tripe and other things.

People eat with relish.

That night, some hard-working people worked hard for a day, and they were still eating their favorite food and drinking some hot white wine here.

They were talking about a lot of anecdotes in the world, past and present.

"You said, did Zhang Xianzhong really enter Chongqing from here?" a fat porter said.

"Yes, it's here. This is Tongyuan Gate. At the end of the Ming Dynasty, Zhang Xianzhong attacked Chongqing here. After entering the city, he killed people. There is also a legend that he met an old woman outside the city. The old woman seemed to be crying, saying that her sons were all dead in the war. He felt compassion and gave the old woman a willow, saying that if you hang this at the door of the house, you will not be killed. After the old woman returned, she , told the neighbors that the street was full of willows. Later, after Zhang Xianzhong's subordinates attacked the city, the residents of the street survived. Later, Zhang Xianzhong established the regime in Sichuan, but he heard that Li Zicheng entered Beijing. After Cheng Cheng, he was very disappointed. He knew that he could no longer be the emperor, so he killed people, killed Sichuan people, killed Ming Dynasty officials and soldiers, killed Sichuan people, and later killed his subordinates. In short, he later killed many people, " A thin porter said.

"It seems that he heard that all Sichuan people were killed by him, right?" another porter said.

"Yes, this is a very famous incident in Zhang Xianzhong's killing of Sichuan. The Sichuan people he killed said that they were no less than the Mongols who slaughtered Sichuan. Anyway, we all moved from Huguang. It was during the Kanggan period of the Qing Dynasty. From Sichuan,” said the thin porter who answered first.

"Yes, I know. Although the Huguang Guild Hall is very dilapidated now, I heard that it was very lively in the prosperous years of the Qing Dynasty," said the porter later.

"Yes, those years were terrifying anyway, and the city was full of corpses," said the thin porter.

"I heard that Qixinggang is always haunted, right?" the fat porter asked.

"I heard a few days ago that Aunt Wang's daughter suddenly hanged in the room. When she died, she was not wearing any clothes on her body, and there seemed to be no marks. However, Miss Wang looked very scared and her eyes were prominent. , If it is normal, it is a robbery. However, although she is not wearing clothes, her lower body has not been bullied by a bad person. This is very strange. Later, a Yin-Yang gentleman said that Miss Wang was suppressed by a ghost. , that is, she was suppressed by a pervert, and Miss Wang was actually scared to death," said the thin porter.

"Ah, it's so terrifying. It turns out that this Qixinggang is haunted is not fake," said the fat porter.

"Of course not. The Qixinggang area was originally a cemetery. It is said that when Zhang Xianzhong slaughtered Sichuan, many of the corpses were buried here like mountains. I also heard that not only Zhang Xianzhong was here. The bodies buried when slaughtered Sichuan, and many of them were buried there when the Mongols massacred Sichuan, and even older, it was far away," said the thin porter.

"It's even farther away, to what age," asked the fat porter.

"In the era of King Dayu, it is said that there was a Ba people here who once killed the mountain ghosts here on a large scale and suppressed the mountain ghosts underground. It is said that the location was also in this generation. I heard from the old people, Originally, there was a great Taoist temple in Shangqing Temple to calm down those unjust souls and evil spirits from all generations. But now there are no Shangqing Temple, so there may be evil spirits coming out in sporadic places," said the thin porter.

At this moment, the night was deep, and beside them was the Jialing River flowing, and the quiet night was silent.

There were not many people walking on the street, and they were eating and drinking white wine.

The more they talked about it, the redder their eyes became, and then their eyes seemed to be looking at the houses and streets around them, and some monsters would appear.

An updater walked out of an alley not far away, and while walking, he called the update, "It's so peaceful, the second update, fire, theft, and ghosts," and then he knocked twice, "Bangbang,"

The sound came to the night sky, so lonely.

Because it's on a winter night.

The entire street is filled with wooden houses, bluestone streets, and black tiles.

The tall city gates are beside the walls made of stones telling the joys and sorrows of the ages.

Several porters were still drinking there.

But suddenly, a porter muttered, "What is that? Why haven't I seen it before?"

The other porters didn't care at first, but slowly stared at it.

I saw a woman wearing a red cotton jacket walking on the street.

"What are you going to do when you are dressed so charmingly on such a night," said the fat porter.

"It's not right, fat man, that woman is not wearing the clothes we have from the Republic of China," said the thin porter.

"That's right, that's it, that clothes seem to be ancient clothes," said another porter.

"Yes, it's midnight, I'm wearing an ancient clothes and dressed so charmingly. What are you here to do? Are you here to find a wild husband? Skinny, you look pretty good. Go and collude with him." The fat porter said.

"I'm afraid I'm lucky, I won't lose weight if I don't have that fate," said the thin porter.

"Boss, do that woman come out often?" Another porter asked the boss who sells spicy hot pot.

"What a woman," the boss of Malatang was cutting the tripe there. When he heard everyone ask him, he put down the tripe and walked over.

"Look, it's the one over there," at this time, the fat porter pointed at the woman.

At this moment, he seemed to see the woman smiling at him from afar.

"I didn't see it. Isn't there a water tank on the side of the road? There is also a willow tree," the boss said.
To be continued...