The Gathering of the Winds

This time, the dispute over the Buddha's son would end in Shangjing City.

In a temple, several old monks looked at the golden Buddha statue with devout expressions.

At the feet of the Buddha statue, a doll that looked full of innocence and was only about the size of a five-year-old child was crawling around the feet of the statue, full of childlike naivety.

The doll crawled up the Buddha's feet with great effort and looked at everyone, saying,

The few old monks looked a little excited and put their palms together: May Buddha have mercy.

Step back.

The doll looked at the few old monks with a grinning smile and said, The Buddha's son should be the only one, the one who comes back alive.

The few old monks were slightly stunned, glanced at each other with a deeper meaning, and respectfully exited the Buddha hall.

The doll seemed a little tired, lying there at the feet of the Buddha statue, and fell asleep, with a faint golden light emanating from its body.

Outside the temple.

The few old monks looked at each other vigilantly, maintaining a safe distance.

Regarding the election of the Buddha's son this time, we will not intervene, how about it?

One of the old monks had an air of compassion on his face. Looking at everyone, he said slowly.

Good.

This is the only way to avoid turmoil in the Buddha's kingdom.

The other old monks thought for a moment and nodded with their palms together.

They were clearly full of hostility and vigilance towards each other, yet they still pretended to be compassionate, which was somewhat ridiculous.

For a time, the wind and clouds surged.

For some reason, the eyes of the world were unanimously focused on Shangjing at this point in time.

Wang Ye, who was completely unaware of this, pushed open the wooden door to the post office.

A new task had begun.

Address: Ragpicker City, Grocery Store No. 7.

Requirements: At 11 pm, place the box on the counter of the grocery store. Remember, you must exit the grocery store before twelve o'clock.

Reward: How to use the wooden fish.

...

This damn post office really knows everything.

He had just desperately snatched a wooden fish back from Little An Temple, and as soon as he turned around, the post office was already using the wooden fish to send him on tasks.

However, since it could be used as a mission reward, perhaps this wooden fish was more powerful than he imagined?

But this mission was obviously not simple.

Wang Ye was quite familiar with Ragpicker City.

This was a city built by scavengers, independent of the ten cities.

There were no rules or institutions in the city. It was a group of desperados, where might made right.

Even countless scavengers didn't even have the qualifications to enter Ragpicker City.

After all, the wastelands were full of danger, and although Ragpicker City was not in the deepest part of the wastelands, it was not nearby either.

Those who could make it to that place mostly had special skills.

Moreover, requirements were written on the task note as usual this time...

It seemed that this journey would also be full of crises.

Back in the living room, looking at Xiao Si standing in the corner, Wang Ye hesitated for a long time before abandoning the idea of taking her with him.

Xiao Si was obviously in an unstable state now. She might not only be useless later, but even stab him in the back.

But in that case...

He couldn't take these three spirit money bills away either.

With a sigh of regret, Wang Ye set his mind on Mao Yong'an.

This Taoist went crazy when he saw treasures, and he might even expose the post office.

After thinking it over, Wang Ye found that he still had to go alone in the end.

He was not an indecisive person. After making up his mind, he simply packed up all his belongings, put on his backpack, and didn't even bother wedging his hair in the door gap.

However, he turned on his computer, wrote a sentence in the extra document in the surveillance video folder:

Who are you?

Then he turned off the computer and walked out the door decisively.

The postal car was parked at the entrance of the residential area on time. Sitting in the postal car, Wang Ye closed his eyes and rested.

But...

The postal car didn't move at all.

Wang Ye: ???

Last time this postal car could start and navigate by itself.

One person, one car, just stalemate like this.

After a long time, Wang Ye sighed helplessly, turned the key, stepped on the accelerator, and drove the postal car away.

Listening to the asthmatic sound coming from the postal car's engine, Wang Ye felt irritated for no reason.

As Wang Ye left, the figure in the next room moved again.

He skillfully opened Wang Ye's door, put the two children's books back on the bookshelf intact, and carefully collected a thick encyclopedia before leaving.

He went to the study, turned on Wang Ye's computer, and casually browsed the web pages.

Seeming to think of something, he opened the document in the surveillance video folder and looked at Wang Ye's question. He tilted his head and thought for a long time before clumsily typing a paragraph with his fingers and closing the document again.

Then he continued to browse news webpages, eventually finding a TV series to play.

Not far outside Shangjing City, Luo Ping carefully took out a piece of human skin and stuck it on his face, quickly changing his appearance to a bearded, sturdy man.

After digging a pit to hide his black suitcase, Luo Ping walked into Shangjing City with a cold smile.

At the same time, a group of people looking like peasants also arrived at the gates of Shangjing City.

The leader was a dark-skinned old man with a foolish face full of honest simplicity.

A middle-aged woman with tanned, dry skin followed closely behind the old man, her head wrapped in a scarf.

Behind them were a young couple, curiosity in their eyes as they kept looking around Shangjing City.

Be careful, that old fox Li Xinghe is extremely cunning.

The old man tapped his tobacco pipe, with a foolish grin, and said imperceptibly.

With a hint of brilliance flashing in her eyes, the woman with the rough skin but sexy figure swayed slightly without speaking.

After seeing a strange symbol on the city wall, the group of four headed away.

In addition, several handsome young men also entered Shangjing City at almost the same time.

For a time, the wind and clouds gathered in Shangjing City, and undercurrents surged.

While Wang Ye went the other way, driving the shabby postal car and leaving Shangjing City to enter the wasteland.

On the rooftop of Tianzu Pavilion, Li Xinghe and Zhang ZiLiang stood with their hands behind their backs, standing at the top of the city, gazing into the distance, like a big and a small fox.

Equally unfathomable.

Shangjing City is going to get exciting.

Zhang ZiLiang said lightly.

Li Xinghe glanced at him: Isn't that just to your liking?

I still think there is a problem with Su Changqing. Zhang ZiLiang directly ignored Li Xinghe's words.

Li Xinghe immediately shut up and fell silent.

The two of them just looked out into the distance, as if the whole Shangjing City was under their watch.