Day and night tour

Chapter 171 City God Kite
The eyes conveyed the content of the divination to Zhou Xuan in the form of a picture.

This divination was very specific. It was not a single picture as usual. It was more like a camera that continuously zoomed in and took pictures, transmitting six pictures to Zhou Xuan's eyes.

"On Rainbow South Road in Mingjiangfu, a tall commercial building has a colorful sign hanging on it - Liyuan Building"

"A long corridor with the words 'Lei Garden' written on the corridor lamp. At the end of the corridor is a room numbered 1907."

"A huge library with the room number "1907" written on the open door. There are dozens of bookshelves inside, with rows of books neatly displayed."

Library Area 2

Library Area 4

Library Section 9

The six pictures gradually led Zhou Xuan's attention to the answer to the divination.

Xuejing was not like this before. It was just like a fortune teller on the street, saying nonsense and letting you guess the answers yourself.

"In areas 1907, , and of the library, you can find the secrets of the ancient tattoo tribe... um... Liyuan Building ."

After Zhou Xuan wrote down these key information, he asked Xue Jing with his mind: "Is this the end?"

The wine-cooking master is worth eight incense sticks, but this divination session is only worth six incense sticks...

The eyes blinked again, conveying two more images.

"An ordinary-looking stone, quietly placed on the table"

This stone is the Hades Stone of the ancient Tattoo Clan. Yun Ziliang picked it up after seeing a "fun" event.

As for how to use the Nether Stone, Zhou Xuan also asked Xuejing for the price - five incense sticks.

The second picture,
"Zhou Xuan sat in front of the blood tree, holding the dark stone in his left hand and pointing at the ground with his right hand. There was a fresh wound on his palm, and a "door" pattern was drawn on the surface of the dark stone with blood."

"We still have to find the blood tree. The image conveys a ritual, a ritual to open the Nether Stone?"

The results of two consecutive divinations were very detailed and there was no need for any interpretation.

The eye that was looking at Zhou Xuan finally closed, enjoying the comfortable laziness.

Zhou Xuan cut off his connection with the secret realm and left.

The rain outside the window had stopped. Zhou Xuan felt his wrist being tightened again, and there was a pair of eyes staring at him.

The link between the ancestral tree and the ancient clan is up again.

He had become accustomed to it and took out the "Flower-Picking Handprint" tattoo he had made for Si Yuer from his pocket without hesitation.

The tattoo returned to its normal pattern and was no longer a sheep horn pattern, so it could be used by Si Yuer.

"Let Si Yuer make the sacrifice, and this tattoo will be completed, and my incense will be able to burn two inches."

Zhou Xuan planned to enter the Totem Hall after burning two inches of incense. Although he had four chances, he always felt that the opportunity to clear his name was hard to come by. It would be more efficient to master the Nether Stone and learn a new tattoo pattern in one chance.

He then left the tower.

The forbidden tower that was eerie and gloomy not long ago now only had rotten ruins and a few broken threads of the white silk in the sky cut off by Zhou Xuan.

The broken threads were originally entangled with the wine-cooking master, but now that his body has disappeared, the broken threads are lying quietly on the floor of the tower...

……

As soon as Zhou Xuan came out of the tower, he smelled a strong smell of burning flesh. The fire in Qiye Temple was still burning.

In the Thousand Buddha Forest at the foot of the mountain, most of the monks who were originally releasing their "desires" to their heart's content were like torches, sitting or lying, with their bodies burning fiercely.

The screams were endless.

Zhou Xuan looked around, searching for Si Ming and Si Yuer, whom he had sent out of the tower.

"These two people are so disloyal. I was desperate in the forbidden tower, but they ran away first?"

He was complaining when suddenly, two shouts were heard not far away.

"Brother Zhou."

"Little sir."

Zhou Xuan looked in the direction of the voice and saw the Si family father and daughter running breathlessly.

"Where have you been?"

"I was afraid something might happen to you, but the forbidden tower was too weird, so we ran all the way to the abbot's room at the foot of the mountain to find Dehai to save you."

Siming bent over, supported his knees with his hands, and gasped for breath.

The Forbidden Tower was far away from the abbot's room. Running back and forth in such a short time was exhausting even for Si Ming and Si Yu'er, who were experts.

"You went to see De Hai? Why are we here? Aren't we here to secretly investigate the secrets of Qiye Temple so that you can find a reason to stop donating to Qiye Temple in the future? If he really comes and uses evil magic to fool you, you won't be able to find a reason and will still give him one million every year!"

"One million is nothing if it can save the young master. If it weren't for you, my father and I would have died in the forbidden tower tonight."

Siming recovered quickly and his breathing became much more even.

Si Yuer at the side continued her father's words: "As soon as we arrived at the door of the wing room, we saw a big fire in Qiye Temple. Dehai and other monks were all on fire.

De Hai obviously couldn't save you, and we were afraid that the forbidden tower would catch fire, so we ran back to look for you. Brother Zhou, what's so strange in that tower?"

"Don't ask. The less you know, the better."

Zhou Xuan was mainly afraid of trouble. If he really wanted to explain it, it couldn't be explained in just one or two sentences.

"Since the young master doesn't allow us to ask, we won't ask. We will just accept your kindness today. If you need our thieves' gang in the future, just let us know."

Siming patted his chest and made a promise.

"You may be needed soon." Zhou Xuan pointed to the intersection.

At the intersection, four figures were walking.

Each figure was wearing a black Taoist robe. They walked very lightly, emitting a faint aura of oppression.

Siming looked back, stood up straight, and said, "Don't panic, young master, they are all our people! They are disciples of the City God."

"Are you and the City God the same people?"

"My wife is a member of the Gu Lao Society. I make money for my wife by doing business, and I am also making money for Gu Lao!"

The "Quancai" is the person who manages the accounts of the hall. The Gu Lao Hui is an organization of mysterious scholars, and it is very likely that they will not use the name "Quancai" which has a strong hall flavor.

It should be that Simingtang was used to speaking in jargon, so he casually said that Duan Qinglan was a money-making scammer.

During the conversation, the four city gods approached.

The chief City God is called Zhang Yifeng, and he is on duty tonight.

Zhang Yifeng clasped his fists towards Si Ming and said, "What a coincidence, Master Si, I actually run into you here."

"It's you again, Lao Zhang. I'm so unlucky to see you."

Si Ming laughed and made a mockery of Zhang Yifeng, then took Zhou Xuan and Si Yuer down the mountain.

"Master Si, such a big thing happened in Qiye Temple, and you just walk away without hesitation? You need to leave some explanation."

Zhang Yifeng's tone was very serious, and he didn't have the slightest intention of joking with Siming.

"What are you going to say? The fire in Qiye Temple is so fierce, can the three of us burn it down?"

Siming refuted immediately.

"I don't care how big the fire is, but the Qiye Temple's Buddhist spirit is gone. Where did the Buddhist spirit go? It has found it."

Zhang Yifeng pointed to the sky.

Zhou Xuan and his companions looked up and saw a kite circling in the sky.

The kite's eyes were made of two dots of cinnabar, which formed pupils. They actually had a fierce look, fixed on Zhou Xuan.

"City God Kite, lock on to his Qi Qi. The Qiye Temple's Buddha Qi is on him."

One of the city gods savagely poked Zhou Xuan's chest with his right hand.
Siming was furious. He crouched low, took two quick steps forward, and then reached out to grab the City God's right hand. Before the City God's fingers could touch Zhou Xuan, he felt a figure swaying beside him. He dodged to the right, but it was too late and his arm was grabbed.

Five fingers pierced into the flesh, leaving five bloody pits. Siming then loosened his grip and scolded the City God who was holding his arm in pain,

“This is Young Master, a distinguished guest of our Si family, what are you poking at with your hand?

Look at the City God's sign. I'm only giving you a little hope. If you keep poking at me, I'll break your bones!"

"Master Si, what are you doing?"

Zhang Yifeng actually has a good relationship with Siming. They are drinking buddies and like to tease each other when they meet.

He knew that Siming had always been rather domineering in the past, a man who would not suffer any loss, but he had never been so vicious. As soon as they disagreed with each other, they started fighting with fists and kicks.

"I'm going home, what else can I do?" Siming said unhappily, "Get out of the way, don't block the road."

Siming was domineering, but Zhang Yifeng softened his tone and said, "Old Siming, today's matter is quite serious. The Buddha Qi of Qiye Temple is the most important order in this area. The Buddha Qi is gone. The Qi Master sent us a yellow talisman to report it, so we came here without stopping.
Since Zhiyuan has locked his aura on this man... Young Master... then he must go with us to the City God's Hall."

"Is your headquarters a place where good people should go?" Si Ming was determined not to let Zhang Yifeng take Zhou Xuan away.

In fact, he was also insecure. The City God had many magical instruments, so this hall was very popular. Also, because it had the closest connection with the gods, it had the support of a group of scholars from the Bone Elders Association and a large number of magical instruments.

It is said that the magical instruments and forbidden weapons of the Youshen Division are powerful, but in Mingjiang Prefecture, in terms of magical instruments, the two are evenly matched.

The paper kite is one of the City God’s magic weapons. As long as it sets its sights on you, you will be right.

If Zhou Xuan really swallowed the Buddha's energy of the Qiye Temple, this sin would be no small one. Once he entered the City God Temple, even if he could get out again, he would be skinned alive.

"You have to go even if you don't want to!"

Seeing that Siming was determined to protect Zhou Xuan, Zhang Yifeng had no choice but to take real action. He waved his hand, and the other three city gods all showed an ink line.
"This is a serious matter. Old Driver, I can't give you face today! Take down the young master..."

The four city gods surrounded Zhou Xuan and his two companions.

Si Ming also put on a posture of taking the lead, although he knew that he could not defeat Zhang Yifeng and the others.

Zhang Yifeng is the City God's commander, responsible for enforcing the rules and order of the hall. He is quite good at fighting, and his incense is the same as Siming's, sitting in the fifth position and looking forward to the sixth.

There are many masters in the hall. Except Zhang Yifeng, the other three have four incense sticks each and one has five incense sticks. If the four of them join forces and are blessed by the City God's magical instruments, Si Ming and the other two will definitely be defeated.

But even though he couldn't win, he had to show his strength. From a certain perspective, Siming was the God of Wealth of the City God. How could he be cruel to his own God of Wealth? Since they didn't dare to be cruel, he had the opportunity.

When the two sides were on the verge of a fight,

Zhou Xuan finally stepped forward to "mediate". He raised his hand and took out a domino from his pocket.

"I know what the Buddha Qi thing is about, and I can tell you about it, but you are not qualified to listen to me. I want to see Teacher Li."

Zhou Xuan had already made up a reason in his mind for the disappearance of the Buddha's energy, and was waiting for Teacher Li to come and listen.

At this time, everyone looked at the dominoes in Zhou Xuan's hand.
There is a book on the front of the dominoes, with the signature "Li Chengfeng of Gu Lao Hui" in the lower right corner.

Seeing dominoes is like seeing old bones.

Zhang Yifeng looked at the dominoes very carefully, then glanced at Zhou Xuan in disbelief.

He just couldn't understand why the other party, who was so young, had the dominoes of a great scholar from the Bone Society?

"Do you understand what I'm saying? I want to see Teacher Li!"

Seeing Zhang Yifeng's dull look, Zhou Xuan gave him a cold reminder.

If an ordinary person responded to the City God so coldly, he would probably have been covered with a magical weapon. However, Zhang Yifeng only dared to smile and responded twice.
"I understand. I understand."

He felt very aggrieved. As the City God, when had he ever suffered such an injustice?

ps: The second update is up, mua.

(End of this chapter)