Becoming a fox fairy from Liaozhai

Chapter 382 The Owl's Secret House Linchuan County King
"Let's go." Gong Mengbi stopped looking.

Wutong God is not in the temple, only Wujiao is waiting in the temple.Wu Rang is a soldier under the command of the Wutong God, and the five Rang gods living in the temple of the Wutong God are all seventh rank.

After Gong Mengbi had seen it, he didn't stay any longer.He still doesn't want to meet Wutongshen face to face, judging from the current power revealed by Wutongshen, it is obviously not something he can handle.

Although the deity is not there, but the spirit god is entrusted here, if it is alarmed, it will take a lot of effort to end it.

Liu Ben turned the carriage around and said, "Master Zu, why don't you go to the Owl Hall to have a look?"

Gong Mengbi asked: "Where is the Owl Pavilion?"

Liu Bendao: "His Royal Highness has two pavilions under his command, one is the Chongming Pavilion, and the other is the Owl Pavilion, which is used to distinguish between Yin and Yang. The Chongming Pavilion is the Ming Pavilion, and the Owl Pavilion is the Dark Pavilion. One is bright and the other is dark. job."

"In the eyes of the world, the Chongming Pavilion, exorcising evil spirits and praying for blessings, calculating Fengshui, watching stars and performing birds, is doing things on the surface. As for the Owl Pavilion, it is doing things in the dark."

Liu Ben didn't say it clearly, but it was nothing more than helping the king of Wu to control people with Taoism and doing some unscrupulous activities.

The Chongming Pavilion and the Owl Pavilion have always hated each other, and it is not uncommon to see each other secretly. One compares himself to a virtuous minister, and the other prides himself on being loyal. Both are Wu Wang's humerus.

Gong Mengbi did not refuse, and the carriage drove to the Owl Hall.The Owl Pavilion is not far from the palace.

King Wu is in charge of the south of the Yangtze River. He is very rich. His palace is located in the north of Gusu City, stretching for several miles.

Not all the palaces are used by the king of Wu for his daily life, including the government offices.

The Owl Pavilion is not located in the palace, but secretly located in the streets and alleys behind the palace.When the carriage enters the street, it is like entering a deep secret place.

Gong Mengbi knew that he had already entered the formation, which cut off the inner world and the outer world.

Liu Ben invited Gong Mengbi down, and he felt many prying eyes in the dark.

Liu Ben looked around and said: "This is the elder of my teacher, don't be rude."

Some gazes were retracted, and Gong Mengbi saw someone in the dark saluting Liu Ben, but some gazes not only did not retract, but were even more presumptuous.

Gong Mengbi found the most powerful gaze among them, the eyes of the dead fish looked back, and met the eyes of a ghost in the dark.

The ghost seemed to see the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood, and he felt boundless fear. The next moment, his figure was crushed by Gong Mengbi's gaze, and he dissipated like yellow sand.

died.

This time, those prying gazes all converged.

When Liu Ben saw the ghost, he snorted coldly and said, "It's Old Ghost Xiao."

You changed a respectful face to look at Gong Mengbi, and said: "Master Zu has great supernatural powers, that old ghost Xiao is a sixth-grade Taoist, and he always suppresses us on weekdays, but he suffered a dark loss from his master. , let him dare to underestimate our Xima Mountain in the future."

Han Cheng and Gao Hu have already opened the gate of a courtyard, and the name of Xima Mountain is written on the plaque.

Liu Ben led Gong Mengbi in, and said loudly, "Senior brother Zhang, the ancestor is here, why don't you welcome him?"

A blue-skinned Rakshasa ghost flew out of the gate, landed on the ground, and respectfully said: "I have seen the master."

Gong Mengbi was a little surprised, he recognized this Rakshasa ghost.

When he was in Wuning County that year, the tiger was received by the messenger of the Raksha ghosts and gods in Xima Mountain.

This person had never seen Gong Mengbi at that time, but Gong Mengbi still had a fresh memory of him.

But goodbye now, Gong Mengbi has become his master.

Gong Mengbi nodded slightly, and said, "Get up, refining Rakshasa ghosts is quite interesting."

Zhang Daoren said: "I'm ashamed, my disciple's body is inconvenient, and it's all due to driving the Raksha ghost to do things."

Before Liu Ben arrived, the news arrived at the Owl Hall ahead of schedule.

In addition to the three brothers from the secular sect, there are also two elders from Xima Mountain. Except for the inconvenient movement of the main body, it depends on driving the Raksha ghost Zhang Taoist, and there is one Xie Taoist.Xie Daoren received the secret order and went out, not in the Owl House.

Liu Ben said: "When we went to King Wu, there was no Owl Pavilion. Later, when there were more people, we set up an Owl Pavilion here."

Gong Mengbi's eyes looked around in the Owl Pavilion, and he realized that it was really a place for King Wu to deal with his secrets, and there were many evil ways hidden.

Gong Mengbi asked: "Who is the curator of the Owl Hall?"

Liu Ben said, "It's the King of Linchuan."

"The king of the county?"

Liu Ben said: "Yes. King Wu has three sons. In addition to His Royal Highness, the second son is King Jian'an, and the third son is King Linchuan."

Gong Mengbi said: "If there is a chance, I would like to meet King Linchuan and King Wu."

Liu Ben said with a smile: "That's easy to say, if Master is willing to stay, I'm afraid Linchuan King and Wu King will receive you immediately."

Gong Mengbi said: "I haven't met anyone, how can I dare to stay?"

Liu Ben said: "That's easy to handle. King Linchuan's birthday is approaching, and he will invite the theater troupe to sing and celebrate. He will also invite everyone to perform in the mansion in late autumn and feast the officials. When the time comes, I will take you in, and you will see Linchuan Wang and Wu Wang."

Gong Mengbi nodded, and said, "Then I will trouble you."

Liu Ben said: "Master Master is back, my Xima Mountain is getting stronger and stronger, and we disciples still rely on your prestige to do things."

Gong Mengbi stopped him from flattering him and asked him to continue talking about King Wu and his sons.

Liu Ben spoke highly of the father and son, especially Linchuan Wang, the curator of the Owl Pavilion, who was ruthless and out of the ordinary.

Gong Mengbi remembered all of them in his heart.

After leaving the Owl Hall, it was getting late, Liu Ben said, "Master, where are we going?"

Gong Mengbi thought for a while and said, "Go to Heyulou."

Liu Ben's hand paused for a moment, but instead he showed joy, and said, "Okay."

Han Chengdao: "Go to the boat painting boat in Heyu Tower, and we will also meet everyone in late autumn."

When we arrived at Heyu Tower, the lights were already on.Lanterns are hung on the banks of the Huajie River, and the boats and boats are brightly lit. The river water reflects the lights on the boats, shining brightly and brilliantly.

When boarding the painting boat in Heyu Tower, Huafang's mother met Han Cheng, which shows his rich experience.

Arranged into the private seat, I listened to the singing and music in the painting boat, and watched the dancers dance to the music, gracefully moving, tactful and affectionate.

The faces of Liu Ben's three senior brothers gradually showed wanton expressions, and they didn't dare to be presumptuous to Gong Mengbi, so they could only tease each other and say some nasty words.

Gong Mengbi glanced at them sideways, and they immediately felt a chill in their hearts, coughed involuntarily, and concentrated on drinking.

Not long after, I heard a burst of cheers.

On the top of the painting boat, suddenly there was a beauty in a green dress and a yellow skirt holding a pipa, pulling a ribbon in her hand to fly across the sky, and slowly landed in the field like a flying goddess.

She stands barefoot, her jade feet are slender, fair and pleasant.

The scattered streamers are flying in the air, like the blown haze, quite a dreamlike artistic conception.

The wind gradually subsided, and various curtains hung down from the top, half-hiding her in it.

A pipa sounded, and the crisp sound hooked people's souls in an instant.

(End of this chapter)