I have a mirror of two realms

Chapter 115: Fool Yujizi again

Qingyuan County.

Wang Teng returned to his house and asked Uncle Hong a few questions as soon as he entered the door.

Knowing that there was nothing going on at home, he walked towards the main hall carrying a large bundle with one hand.

At this time, Yu Jizi from the west wing heard the sound and came out.

The two of them almost walked into the main hall of the house.

"Taoist Priest Yujizi is so impatient that he won't let me take a breath and drink some tea first."

Wang Teng glanced at Yu Jizi and suddenly felt dumbfounded.

"Harmful!"

Yujizi slapped his thigh suddenly, and he was making a roar without caring about his image as a true cultivator.

"I carefully counted them yesterday, and I accepted the thirteen soul beads."

Wang Teng looked helpless and shook his head gently.

Then he glanced at Yu Jizi's pig liver face and continued: "For the remaining four magical weapons, Taoist priest Yu Jizi can choose first."

"Hey hey hey!"

Yujizi's expression changed instantly when he heard this, and he smiled: "Young master is really generous!"

As soon as the words were spoken, Yu Jizi took a few steps forward in a hurry, reached out and opened the big bundle and looked through it.

"Taoist Priest Yujizi, don't be impatient."

Wang Teng waved his hand and spoke to discourage Yu Jizi's actions.

There was a hint of a smile on his lips: "These four magical artifacts are filled with a lot of ghostly energy from the Netherworld. Why don't you let me keep them for a while and wait a few days before taking them to the Netherworld Division for processing."

"Uh"

Yu Jizi was stunned when he heard this.

He thought about it carefully and found that it was exactly the same.

This kind of thing that is full of ghostly energy is of little use to ordinary people.

Unless there is a special method that can extract the ghost energy of the Netherworld, the only option is to come to the Netherworld Division for help.

"That Sheng Xihuo is so evil!"

The corner of Yu Jizi's mouth twitched a few times, and he couldn't help but curse.

"Taoist Priest Yujizi, don't think too much."

Wang Teng looked solemn and took the initiative to comfort him.

He smiled bitterly and said: "Sheng Xihuo may not have the heart to think about the situation at that time."

Although he won a great battle last night and completely annihilated a partial army under the Qingguang Ghost King.

But the Qingyuan County Netherworld Division's own casualties and battle losses were not unbearable.

Anton's envoy Sheng Dongfeng died on the spot, and seven or eight white-robed soldiers and dozens of Yin soldiers died with the enemy.

Even though all this had been planned by the Netherworld Division, Sheng Xihuo's mood might not be any better.

"Forget it, forget it, Pindao will go back to the west wing to recover from his injuries."

Yu Jizi shook his hand in frustration, looking like he was not in a good mood.

"it is good."

Wang Teng nodded.

He glanced at Yu Jizi with a faint expression: "If the Taoist Master needs anything else, just let me know at any time."

All of this was part of his plan, and he had a good handle on Yu Jizi's psychology.

Almost every reaction of Yu Jizi was within his expectations.

Wang Teng actually thought about it early on. Any problem that can be solved with money is not a problem.

At worst, he could give Yujizi tens of thousands more taels of silver.

He didn't care about such a small price at all.

In the next few days, Wang Teng stayed in the yard honestly.

He only traveled between the house and the villa every day, and he didn't seem to have the slightest intention of visiting Sheng Wenxuan in the Chenghuang Temple.

Fortunately, Lin Bing and Feng Youyou seemed to have a case to investigate, allowing him to be clean for a while.

Wang Teng went to visit Li Erer in the house next door from time to time, and his life was quite pleasant.

Since he mastered the art of chess, calligraphy and painting, the topics between him and Li Erer have become more and more frequent.

His dance, writing, and calligraphy show off his scribe's style, and even an occasional game of chess would make Li Erer feel defeated.

seven days later.

Wang Teng felt that it was almost time for him to rest. It was time to go to the City God Temple to visit Sheng Wenxuan.

Regardless of whether the visit went well or not, he should take the time to go back to Biyou to watch.

The cultivation materials that Taoist Brother Tongming applied for for himself should not be delivered so quickly.

The fire power of the pocket alchemy furnace is probably almost completed.

As soon as it fell into night, Wang Teng began to take action.

He didn't prepare any extra gifts, so he headed straight to the City God's Temple with a bag in one hand.

It was dark inside the Chenghuang Temple, and you could vaguely feel the cold wind blowing by.

The surrounding houses were silent, and not even a bit of light could be seen.

"I'm here to pay homage to Lord City God."

Wang Teng held his breath and concentrated, his voice condensed into a thin line under the restraint of true energy.

"The prince is here?"

A shadow suddenly flashed and said with surprise: "Master, please come in quickly!"

"what?"

Wang Teng took a closer look and quickly raised his hands towards the other party: "It turns out to be Mr. Anxi Envoy!"

"Young master, if you don't want to see anyone outside, just call me Xihuo."

Sheng Xihuo waved his hand and stepped forward with great enthusiasm.

"Okay, then I will not be polite."

Wang Teng smiled slightly and followed Sheng Xihuo into the Netherworld Division.

After going round and round along the way, it didn't take long before we arrived outside the City God's Hall.

"Young master, just go in on your own. Xihuo has to go to the west of the city to inspect."

Sheng Xihuo stretched out his hand and lowered his voice.

"Excuse me, Xihuo. I'm at Maple Grove Villa."

Wang Teng nodded slightly and whispered a few words to Sheng Xihuo. "Young master, don't worry. Xihuo knows the importance of this."

Sheng Xihuo nodded gently.

He kept Wang Teng's advice in mind, then turned around and left with his fists in his hands.

"I've met Shanda people before!"

Wang Teng shook his robe and walked into the City God's Hall.

"Brother, there's no need to be polite, come here and talk."

Sheng Wenxuan sat on the high platform and greeted happily.

"My lord, I appreciate your kindness, but the etiquette cannot be discarded."

Wang Teng cupped his hands and replied with a serious face.

His status and magical power are far inferior to Sheng Wenxuan's.

Calling him a brother shamelessly will only make the other person feel bored.

When dealing with others, be more diplomatic and be careful.

"How are you doing, brother, these days?"

Sheng Wenxuan looked concerned, as if he didn't care much about what Wang Teng said just now.

"My body is much better now."

Wang Teng smiled and then brought the topic to the right track: "Shangda people, I am here this time for..."

"My brother's purpose of coming is very clear to me."

Before Wang Teng could finish speaking, Sheng Wenxuan waved his hand and interrupted him.

Sheng Wenxuan raised his eyes and looked at Wang Teng: "Qingguang's forces have suffered heavy losses this time. They will definitely go into hibernation to recuperate in a short time. Don't worry too much, brother."

At this point, Sheng Wenxuan paused: "Besides, we in the Netherworld Division are not just for a living. We are always keeping an eye on Qingguang's movements and will not let him easily cause trouble for me."

"Then I would like to thank Mr. Shanda in advance!"

Wang Teng felt relieved immediately, and the due etiquette was not lacking at all.

With City God Sheng Wenxuan's face-to-face assurance, his hanging heart finally fell to the ground.

As long as the Qingguang Ghost King doesn't come to trouble him, other things won't be difficult to solve.

"Sir Shanda, I have something else to ask of you."

Wang Teng carefully put down the baggage in his hand.

He secretly wondered whether Sheng Wenxuan would take the initiative.

"Haha, I have something to do, but it doesn't hurt to say anything."

Sheng Wenxuan seemed to be unable to see the baggage on the ground, and asked him knowingly in front of his face.

"There are several magic weapons here. I hope people from Shanda can help extract the dark and yin energy from them."

Wang Teng sighed secretly and took the initiative to express his request.

He already understood Sheng Wenxuan's attitude at this time.

I'm afraid it's not easy to wake up someone who is pretending to be asleep.

The attitude shown by Sheng Wenxuan seemed extremely obvious in Wang Teng's eyes.

Its little calculation is not difficult to guess.

Wang Teng felt deeply in his heart: Sometimes one code is the same, and the little friendship between them cannot be regarded as food.

Since the relationship between them is mutual utilization, it is inevitable that they have to put their respective values ​​on the table.

Wang Teng had already made sufficient preparations before coming to the Netherworld Division to visit Sheng Wenxuan.

Qingguang Ghost King's hatred is as deep as the sea, and it is very likely to bring him a lot of trouble.

But with the guarantee from City God Sheng Wenxuan, there won't be any big problems in a short time.

In fact, it is not difficult for Sheng Wenxuan to extract the dark energy from several magic weapons.

City God Sheng Wenxuan's behavior was undoubtedly to make Wang Teng owe a favor.

It doesn't matter how big or small this favor is, as long as you owe it, you will always be able to make up for it one day.

"I would like to ask Shanda people to take action to help extract the netherworld energy from these magical artifacts."

Wang Teng sneered in his heart, but his face still looked peaceful.

In an instant, he thought of a countermeasure in his mind.

While unpacking the baggage on the ground, he expressed his request.

Wang Teng believed that as long as he took the initiative to ask for help at this time, City God Sheng Wenxuan would definitely not refuse him.

But if he goes beyond City God Sheng Wenxuan to deal with this matter, someone will definitely be unlucky because of it.

"Oh, it's just a small thing."

Sheng Wenxuan nodded slightly, stretched out his hand and scratched downwards.

The four magical weapons in the bag all fell in front of Sheng Wenxuan.

"This crutch has been broken into two pieces and is of no use other than to be remade."

"The white jade fan looks pretty good. You can use it after you go back and refine it."

"Well, this blue jade ruler is quite interesting. It's a nice thing."

"The damage to this dress is a bit serious. It may be a bit troublesome to repair it."

With a smile on his face, Sheng Wenxuan commented on several magical weapons one by one.

As it spoke, it had already completely drained away the yin energy of the netherworld.

Then Sheng Wenxuan flicked his wrist and returned the items in front of him.

"Shangda people really have good eyesight!"

Wang Teng was not worried at all, and still dealt with it calmly without being humble or arrogant.

"Brother, come here this time, but do you have other things to do?"

Sheng Wenxuan smiled faintly and was indifferent to Wang Teng's compliments.

At the same time, the meaning of seeing off guests is very obvious in its words.

"No, no more!"

Wang Teng pretended to be in high spirits.

He cupped his hands and slowly replied: "I still have some things to deal with. I would like to thank Mr. Shanda for your generous help."

Since Sheng Wenxuan has made his intentions so obvious, there is no point in him staying any longer.

If you pay more attention to everything, you will never suffer any consequences.

(End of this chapter)