In the troubled times of the ten directions, the Martial Saint in the world!

Scary monster?

Ji Wuqing's eyes changed slightly, and she said in a concentrated voice: "You mean, there are very powerful evil spirits in Yangzhou City today?"

"Yes, yes." The red sheep-headed kid trembled, and there was a bit of tremor in his words.

Ji Wuqing held her chin lightly, thinking a little while speaking, and said slowly: "What level of evil is that? How does it compare to me today?"

"B-much better than you, my lord." The sheep-headed kid said with trepidation.

Now, my cultivation base has reached the sixth level of the Happy Heavenly Realm, above the rivers and lakes, I can be a great master!
Far above me, is it the sky demon of the demon clan, or those unrivaled demon kings?

Ji Wuqing's eyes were a little more dignified, his five fingers lightly brushed the cloth bag around his waist, and a small and exquisite magpie fluttered up and hovered beside him very affectionately, chirping. non-stop.

The Great Sui Dynasty will be destroyed, this is something that everyone in the world knows.

He also knew it well, so he privately kept a magpie with ten thousand miles by his side, and did not send it back to Xuan Jingsi.

"Go, give this letter to Chen Xiu." Ji Wuqing lightly touched Wanli Tianque's head, pinned the written letter on it, and watched Tianque escape into nothingness.

His eyes fell on the five gods, and he said in a low voice: "I have already notified the court. You have been lurking here for many days, do you know where is the place where the evil energy gathers?"

The sheep-headed kid's eyes were a little more frightened, and he said in a very low voice: "Yes, it's near the business."

firm?

Ji Wuqing murmured softly, her eyes fell into the distance.

Yangzhou City is a place for fireworks in the south of the Yangtze River, with convenient water and land trade, and many commercial firms are set up by the river.

At this time, the hustle and bustle of the past is no longer there, and it is a little more cold and lonely.

Zuo Feng was fiddling with his abacus, his face full of melancholy.

His eyes flicked across the stables in the distance, where there was a gray tailless horse, about one foot tall, extremely majestic.

"It's true, uncle. The world is so difficult, and we are not the children of rich families. What do we need to raise such a good horse?" Zuo Fengdi muttered.

His family is a native of Yangzhou, a businessman for five generations.

In his generation, the world is in chaos and heroes are everywhere, and his supply of goods is cut off.

In desperation, he can only rely on a little face, wandering around, selling some ghost artifacts and antiques to make a living.

In the spare time, he would do some small business with people from the rivers and lakes to maintain his vitality and support the name of the Zuojia firm.

Fortunately, the return of the uncle of the family, relying on the exotic gadgets from overseas, helped the business to breathe a sigh of relief.

It is said that it is the branch of the family, the branch of the grandfather's own brother.

Before he could remember when he was young, this lineage traveled across the ocean, left the Central Plains, and went to Goguryeo to make a living.

His uncle, named Zuoxiong, grew up in a foreign land since he was a child, and he was a native of Goguryeo.

Uncle is very generous and cheerful, and what he cares most about is his tailless horse.

It's just that my uncle said that this is a wild alien species, like the war horses ridden by the nobles in the imperial court, they eat meat and have a bad temper!
Therefore, he generally does not allow Zuo Feng to touch the no-tailed horse alone.

At this time, there was an extremely deep old man's voice outside the door: "Master Zuo, are you there?"

Zuo Feng raised his head slightly.

It was a dark-complexioned, hunchbacked old man with an old face like an old vine.

Leaning on crutches, wearing a felt hat, those gloomy eyes are a little scary.

Behind the old man is a large flock of sheep.

"Old man, are you looking for my uncle? He has gone out to do errands, maybe he will come back tomorrow, maybe the day after tomorrow. If you have anything to do, you can tell me." Zuo Feng pushed the door out, very kindly.

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"Going out?" The old man screamed strangely, his words were somewhat gloomy
He said angrily: "Then what about my sheep? It was he himself who asked me to bring the sheep to him. For these guys, I don't know how much I have spent, and I was almost killed by the court. Arrested by the mirror envoy!

Now, the wind is getting tighter, and he actually ran away by himself? "The old man's voice was extremely hoarse, like a broken gong in autumn.

Obviously, he was very angry.

This, what is this?

Zuo Feng had a strange expression on his face.

It's only ten or twenty sheep. Is it such an exaggeration?

And, it's so good, what does uncle buy sheep for?
Although he was dissatisfied, he still smiled and said slowly: "Old man, it's like this. My uncle really has something important to do, so he left first. How about this, since my uncle has agreed to buy it, how about you Just give me the sheep, and I'll give you the money. What do you think?"

talking.Zuo Feng wanted to take the rope for signing the sheep.

At this moment, the old man seemed like a lion whose fur had exploded, roaring angrily: "Get out!

roll!Don't touch my sheep!
"

An unknown fire ignited in Zuo Feng's heart.

WTF?

Isn't it just a few sheep?
He tried his best to calm himself down, and said slowly: "Let's do it like this. Tell me how much uncle gave you a sheep, you tell me! I'll give you an extra two cents, and I will never let you suffer forever. Do you think it's okay? ?”

"Get out! Let Zuo Xiong come out!

Let Zuo Xiong come out for me!
"The old man bared his teeth and roared, waving his crutches, looking a little crazy.

Zuo Feng's face was a little ugly.

This old man is going crazy here, and the neighbors are watching!
If this continues, the reputation of the Zuojia firm will be affected!
"Yo. Is it lively here?"

Slightly joking words sounded, Zuo Feng raised his head, and saw a young man with a long sword.

With sword eyebrows and star eyes, he looks talented, with a golden mirror hanging on his waist.

This is the court's golden mirror palm mirror envoy!

Zuo Feng hurriedly stepped forward to tell everything, and said in distress: "My lord, please give me a reason. What does this old man want!"

Ji Wuqing looked at the old man with great interest, and his eyes fell on the group of sheep.

There is no evil spirit, it is not a monster race, it is indeed an ordinary sheep.

It's just that this group of sheep looks fat and solid, but they are a little dumb.

Hearing the old man's yelling, he would subconsciously move a few times.

He didn't listen to the yelling, but just stayed where he was, in a daze, without making a sound, as if he had been hit by the plague.

"Well, since the officials are here, the old man will leave it to you."

The old man had no choice but to speak, and said very cautiously: "However, you must treat it well. Otherwise, Master Zuo Xiong will make trouble for me."

"Don't worry, it's just a few sheep." Zuo Feng didn't care, and drove the sheep into the cattle pen that used to raise cattle.

Ji Wuqing gave the old man a meaningful look.

This old guy seemed very helpless just now!

Late at night.

Zuo Feng, unable to sleep, walked to the cattle pen, thinking about looking at the dozen or so sheep during the day.

As he approached, under the light of the lights, he noticed that the holes of these sheep were round.

what happened?

Sheep's eyes, is that so?
When Zuo Feng was wondering, the sheep suddenly got up.

I saw its hind legs bent and fell to the ground, its front hooves raised high in front of its head, half of its body was raised and then lowered, one after another.

There was a little more terror in Zuo Feng's eyes!
He took a step back trembling!
This, this sheep...

Actually kowtowed?