Longevity from Liao Zhai

Chapter 160 Purple Gold Hammer

into the night.

Zhou Ping, Chen Erdan and Daoba were all drunk. After walking for a while, the three of them separated at the intersection.

"La la la la la la la." Scar hummed a little tune, swaying with every step.

The ghost baby floated behind him, covering Scar's eyes with its hands.

Scar didn't notice anything unusual. He staggered out of the city and then took a nap in a mass grave.

The next day, Scar woke up and was shocked to find that he had slept in a mass grave all night.

In the mass graves, some bodies were only half covered.

Rotting meat, bones, maggots, and all kinds of unpleasant smells

"Luckily, I'm still a virgin with plenty of yang energy, otherwise I would have been harmed by ghosts." Scar shuddered, feeling a little scared, and quickly prepared to leave.

However, Scar's eyes glanced at his side.

A purple-gold stick was stuck in the mass grave.

"What is that?" Scar reached out to pull the stick, but he couldn't pull it out despite his efforts.

Scar increased his strength and finally pulled a hammer out of the soil.

The hammer is three feet long, with a two-foot handle and a spherical melon-shaped head.

Scar held the purple gold hammer, which felt a little heavy. Although the purple gold hammer looked smaller, it was heavier than his mace.

Scar swung the purple gold hammer, and a gust of wind suddenly appeared in the air.

The branch on the tree two meters away was actually cut off by the wind blade.

Scar's eyes lit up and he swung the purple gold hammer continuously, gradually getting used to its weight.

"boom!"

A huge rock turned into ashes under the purple gold hammer.

"If it was my previous mace, it could also break the stone, but it could only break the stone into several pieces. However, the purple gold hammer actually broke the stone into ashes." Scar realized that he had picked up a treasure.

The purple gold hammer is not only heavy and hard enough, but also smaller in shape, making it more suitable for swinging, and it also increases Scar's strength to a certain extent.

Scar looked at the purple gold hammer in ecstasy: "In the storybooks, all kinds of heroes will find their own life magic weapon in various secret places. It seems that the purple gold hammer is my life magic weapon!"

After all, that's what's written in the storybook.

Scar didn't know that the purple gold hammer was given to him by Zhou Ping.

Zhou Ping obtained many magical weapons in the storage jade, one of which was the purple gold hammer.

It happened that Scar's mace was destroyed, so Zhou Ping used the ghost baby to confuse Scar and bring him to a mass grave, and then buried the purple gold hammer underground.

"Far ahead!" Scar was ecstatic, he raised the purple gold hammer and roared wildly. This purple gold hammer gave him the feeling that he could fight against the seventh rank!

inside the tunnel.

Fan Shiyi was dressed in white, very pleasing to the eye. There were several people lying beside her.

"Fan Shiyi, what should we do with these people?" Xiaoqing asked lazily.

Fan Shiyi nodded and said, "Kill him. There will be fewer troubles in the world."

Xiaoqing was about to kill someone when she suddenly found that these people were no longer moving. It turned out that the ghost bride had already harvested them.

These people were all cultivators. Seeing that Fan Shiyi was dressed in unusual clothes, they wanted to rob him.

Although Fan Shiyi revealed his identity, they felt that the place was far away and that even if they killed Fan Shiyi, Fan Zhongfu might not know.

Fortunately, the cultivation levels of these people were not high, and Xiaoqing and the Ghost Bride were enough to deal with them.

"The world of Jianghu is so dangerous. Beijing is still safer." Xiaoqing looked at the dead bodies on the ground.

Although Fan Shiyi is a Confucian, she is not a saintly bitch. Since these people in the underworld dared to kill her, they must have other people's blood on their hands.

I don’t know how many lives this kind of person has taken, so let’s just kill him.

Not far from where they were was where the secret realm originally existed.

Suzaku was looking at the ancient tomb in front of him with a frown.

"Sir, this is what happened." Captain Leng and Zhang Sheng were telling Zhuque about the information about the secret realm.

Zhuque nodded: "You mean the county magistrate's son didn't get the storage jade, but someone else got it?"

The cold policeman replied, "That's right."

During the execution of the secret realm this time, the Demon Cult also secretly sent some people in, but they all died in there.

Zhuque was silent for a while, then asked, "Is there any news about Demon Blade Qianren?"

Zhuque was here to find the person who possessed the Demon Lord. She believed that the Demon Lord was not dead, but was just reborn.

The Thousand Blades Demon Sword may already be in the hands of the Demon Lord.

"No." Zhang Sheng replied, "I have deployed many spies in the two counties, but there is no trace of the Demonic Blade Thousand Blades."

Suzaku thought for a moment and said angrily, "Damn it, are you hiding from me?"

Captain Leng and Zhang Sheng didn't dare to speak. They didn't know what Zhuque was looking for.

Suddenly Suzaku looked towards the tunnel in the distance, and said with a smile on her face: "Let's go, someone is coming."

The two were slightly stunned, but immediately put on their black cloaks and left.

After the two left, another incense stick of time passed and Fan Shiyi came riding a horse with the ghost bride floating beside her.

"Girl, I wrote a poem for you, do you like it?"

"The red makeup covers the vast expanse of red, and the veil hides her peerless beauty."

Fan Shiyi was flirting with ghosts all the way, but the ghost bride's reaction was very cold.

"Even if you are a ghost, I can still warm your heart." Fan Shiyi said confidently, "I remember Xiaoqing was almost frozen to death when she was a child. I saved her, but she bit me and almost killed me."

Xiaoqing rolled her eyes at Fan Shiyi, but suddenly sensed the danger instinctively.

Not only Xiaoqing, but also the ghost bride sensed a terrifying presence ahead.

The three of them stopped in their tracks. Fan Shiyi was still confused when a peerless beauty walked out from the darkness.

In the darkness, there was only a little light, highlighting the woman's slender waist and curvy body.

Fan Shiyi was not as nervous as Xiaoqing and the ghost bride. Even if it was an enemy, as long as it was a woman, it would be fine. Moreover, she could see that the person in front of her was a peerless beauty.

"Little guy, we meet again." Zhuque put her hands on her hips and smiled evilly at Fan Shiyi. She glanced at He Xiaoqing and the ghost bride, then looked away.

Under this gaze, Xiaoqing and the ghost bride seemed to be frozen, not daring to move. They felt the threat of death in the Suzaku Mountains.

"It's my aunt. Why are you here too?" Fan Shiyi didn't expect to meet Suzaku, the person she least wanted to meet.

Since she was a child, Fan Shiyi realized that she was different. She hated being with boys and liked to dress up as a boy.

When she was six years old, Fan Shiyi met Suzaku.

Zhuque saw the difference in Fan Shiyi and gave her a magic weapon that could cover up the female features of Fan Shiyi and make her look like a man.

For more than ten years, Fan Shiyi has been carrying this magic weapon and disguising himself as a man.

In the world of the time, apart from Fan Zhongfu and Emperor Jing, few people knew her true gender. It was not until later that Fan Shiyi learned that it was Suzaku who gave her the magic weapon.

Fan Shiyi gritted his teeth and greeted Zhuque: "Aunt, you won't kill me, right?"

Zhuque smiled evilly: "You are Fan Zhongfu's daughter, child, how could I do anything to you? Besides, I like people like you who don't respect common ethics."

Fan Shiyi smiled awkwardly. She knew some secrets, the relationship between Suzaku and the Demon Lord.

So Fan Shiyi understood the meaning of the two words "Changlun".

"By the way, little guy, I want to ask you something." Suzaku said.

Fan Shiyi rubbed his hands and said, "Aunt, please feel free to ask me anything. I will tell you everything I know."

Zhuque's face turned slightly cold: "Have you seen the Demonic Sword Thousand Blades?"

Fan Shiyi nodded and breathed a sigh of relief: "Yes, aunt, I saw it with a ghost when I passed by a village."

The magic knife Thousand Blades was stuck on Toad Head's tomb. Zhuque had already learned about this from Zhang Sheng.

"Where is the Demonic Sword Thousand Blades? Where did it go later?" Suzaku asked again.

Fan Shiyi said: "It should have been taken away by that ghost."

Zhuque frowned slightly, and Fan Shiyi hurriedly explained: "Aunt, I also heard from my father that this sword is extremely fierce and cannot be controlled by those below the third rank. I can't take this magic weapon away."

Fan Shiyi carefully recalled the encounter with the Demonic Blade Qianren.

In fact, Fan Shiyi did not see the Toad Ghost leave with the magic sword Thousand Blades, because the ghost bride cast fog to block her sight.

Fan Shiyi and Xiaoqing both suspected that Zhou Ping had taken away the magic sword Thousand Blades, but the sword Zhou Ping had was just an ordinary sword.

"Did you see the ghost leaving with the knife?" Zhuque asked again.

Fan Shiyi said without hesitation: "Yes, I saw the ghost leaving with the magic knife. Not only me, but the two of them saw it too."

Fan Shiyi didn't know why he lied to Zhuque. Perhaps he subconsciously didn't want Zhuque to cause trouble for Zhou Ping.

Zhuque suddenly smiled softly: "Okay, Auntie believes you, but don't let me know that you lied to me, otherwise I will make your secret public."

Zhuque came to Fan Shiyi in an instant and pinched her chin: "You have a face that is loved by both men and women."

Fan Shiyi blushed slightly. She knew that Zhuque's so-called secret was to expose her identity as a woman.

"Don't worry, auntie. I'm sure what I say is true." Fan Shiyi assured again.

"Okay, I believe you."

As the sound faded, Suzaku had disappeared.

Xiao Qing said seriously: "Fan Shiyi."

Fan Shiyi signaled Xiaoqing not to speak: "Let's go!"

Qinghe County.

Wang Cheng was inviting Zhou Ping to drink, and the eldest son of the Chen family was accompanying him.

"Zhou Ping, have you encountered any difficulties recently?" Wang Cheng said tentatively, "Qinghe County is such a small place, why are you still staying here? You should go to the academy in the capital."

Zhou Ping glanced at Wang Cheng. He knew that Wang Cheng was referring to something. He was probably talking about Zhao Tiancheng sending people to deal with him.

Wang Cheng should know something.

Zhou Ping pretended to be confused: "Brother Wang, what do you mean by this?"

Wang Cheng hesitated and said, "Zhou Ping, you and I are brothers. I was able to become the head of the police force thanks to the clues you provided me about the human traffickers."

"Brother, I won't hide it anymore. As far as I know, someone will deal with you." Wang Cheng didn't want to say who would deal with Zhou Ping.

Zhou Ping smiled calmly: "Brother Wang, if it was before, I would be afraid of anyone who wanted to deal with me, but it's different now."

"What's the difference?" Wang Cheng asked curiously.

Zhou Ping said: "You also know my song "Spring River Moon Night"."

Although Wang Cheng was a warrior, he also knew that the scholars broke into the government office that day because Zhou Ping cheated.

"Although I don't understand poetry, that Meng Jiusheng said that your poem is very well written." Wang Cheng, like Scar, does not quite understand the world of Confucian scholars.

"I am a virgin now."

"And I wrote a good poem. Even Fan Shiyi said it was good. I am now a member of the Dawei Academy and a disciple of Fan Zhongfu."

"Anyone who wants to kill me should think about it."

Zhou Ping did not hide it. Not many people in Qinghe County knew the value of the Spring River Moonlit Night.

"Spring River Moon Night" is not like "Quiet Night Thoughts" and "Pity the Peasants", these two poems can be spread among the grassroots people.

Spring River Moon Night will only be spread among the circle of scholars.

Therefore, it is normal that warriors do not know the value of Chun Jiang Hua Yue Ye.

Zhou Ping said so much to Wang Cheng just to tell him that I have a backer!
Although Wang Cheng didn't understand much, he still knew the reputation of the Dawei Academy and the title of the first person in Confucianism.

"Zhou Ping, I'm really happy for you. If you become an official in the future, you must promote me." Although Wang Cheng did not understand the value of poetry.

But Wang Cheng knew that in the Wei Dynasty, one had to be a scholar to be an official. For a warrior like him, being the head of a county was a great position.

"Writing poetry is meaningless. I can only write good poetry when I am inspired. It is better to practice martial arts." Zhou Ping said.

Given Zhou Ping's current status, many people were curious as to why he didn't go to academy to study and then seek an official position.

What Zhou Ping conveyed to the outside world was that he liked practicing martial arts, and liked to meet all kinds of people on the way and then fight with them, so that he could improve his martial arts skills.

"Speaking of practicing martial arts, brother, I'm really having a headache lately." Wang Cheng seemed to have hit a sore spot and started talking.

In the past, there were very few cases in Qinghe County throughout the year.

But recently, there have been countless cases in Qinghe County, and they are all very strange.

"You don't know, recently someone dies every ten days or half a month, and their skin is peeled off."

"Also, some people are extremely skilled in disguise and can disguise themselves as someone else to break into a house and steal."

"A few days ago, the thief actually dared to disguise himself as the county magistrate and entered the county government office and took him away."

Wang Cheng was talking, but he shut up immediately. County Magistrate Lu lost several thousand taels of silver, as well as some gold, silver and jewelry.

It’s just that County Magistrate Lu didn’t dare to make it public.

Zhou Ping smiled calmly, knowing what was going on, and did not ask any more questions. Which corrupt official would dare to report to the police if he lost money?
What's more, he is an official.

"Captain Wang, something bad has happened. Something bad has happened." A young constable came to Wang Cheng in a panic.

Wang Cheng said angrily: "Why are you panicking?"

The young detective glanced at Zhou Ping and said nothing.

Wang Cheng scolded: "This is my brother! What can't be said?"

The young detective wiped the sweat off his face and said, "Captain, this is bad. Someone disguised himself as you and came to your house, and even raped your sister-in-law!"

A wine glass fell to the ground.

"what!?"

(End of this chapter)