Day and night tour

Chapter 202 Dongshan Fox Lady
The suffering scholar quietly admired the bloody fangs in his hand, as if he was examining a newly-made work of art.

"It's so beautiful, full of spiritual scent. Just from this texture, I can see God's blessing on you. You are really gifted.

Only if you have such talent in your bones can you help my godson reach the seventh incense stick."

The five fingers of his right hand went deeper into Lin Xia's throat: "Ms. Lin, your daughter died at the hands of a kidnapper, so you have hatred, but you don't understand that in this world, the weak are not worthy of revenge.
The Liaogui Hall is too small. Revenge is a luxury you cannot afford. Say goodbye to this world properly."

The suffering scholar is six incense sticks, and he has walked a long way on the road of six incense sticks.
Lin Xia is a person who is waiting for the incense to be burned, and the gap between her and the suffering scholar is too big.

Even when the other person's five fingers had penetrated her flesh and grasped her fragile throat, she still had no ability to resist.

"Before you die, I'll let you be a clear-headed ghost. You organized so many fang ghosts to avenge your daughter, but you don't even know who the real enemy is. You don't know how your daughter died, and you don't know who the goods your daughter provided were delivered to.
I might as well tell you that your daughter died of the pain after six of her fangs were taken out by Yan Zhongdao..."

The cold words of the suffering scholar were like a sharp icy edge that pierced into Lin Xia's heart.

Her chest heaved violently and her eyes almost popped out of blood. The fangs of a fang demon grow inside the body when they are very small, but before the teeth mature, they are equivalent to bones in the body. If they are forcibly removed, it would be like pulling bones out of flesh and blood.

Lin Xia felt the pain her daughter went through when her teeth were removed, and her hatred reached its peak at this moment.

But the hatred of the weak is of no use except to punish themselves.

"After your daughter's tooth was taken out, it was put into a gift box. Three days later, it appeared on the desk in my study.

to be honest,
Your daughter's talent in Liaogui Hall is even better than yours. She is a good prey, even better than you."

puff!
The five fingers of the anguished scholar tore Lin Xia's throat apart. Blood flowed out of her mouth in large quantities, staining her white nightgown red.

The painful scholar let go of his hands, and Lin Xia's body collapsed to the ground, her eyes still wide open, as if she died with her eyes open.

The distressed scholar smoothed out the wrinkles on his suit, walked to the wall, drove his swift armored horse again, and left the villa.

At night in Mingjiang Mansion, the lanterns of the patrolling gods wandered in the sky. The identity of the suffering scholar was sensitive, so he had to be careful even when doing dirty things, so he had to hide from the lanterns.

He can take action to kill people, but the rest of the tasks such as picking up the goods and cleaning up the scene will naturally be done by other people.

Walking on the streets of Yeming River, the suffering scholar couldn't help looking at the night sky, muttering to himself: "If Xiaoyu enters the Seven Incense Sticks, he won't have to be afraid of anything. The order of Jingguo is set by the strong incense people. As long as the incense is high, there is no need to be taboo in doing anything.
The Bone Elders will demand that we Bone Elders must be just. Bah, what is justice? Incense is justice, and Taoism is the eternal truth. "

……

As the sky gradually brightened, Zhou Xuan got up, washed, and looked in the mirror. After a long sleep, a lot of the deadness in his body had been removed, and the purple spots on his skin had mostly faded.

"Why are there still so many corpse spots?"

Zhou Xuan turned his head, looking at the left side of his neck, then at the right side. There were purple spots on both sides of his neck.

"Buy a silk scarf and tie it around your neck to cover it up."

He went downstairs and Yun Ziliang was dancing to the Art of Romance again.

"Lao Yun, you're already active this early in the morning?"

"Hey, Xiao Zhou, you went to see a girl last night, and she left two purple marks on your neck?"

Ok,
I did go find a girl.
The one we are looking for is the Peach Blossom Girl from three hundred years ago - the wife of the God.

"Stop talking nonsense. You're guarding the first floor. Don't you know whether I've found a girl or not?"

Zhou Xuan strode towards the door. He still had to buy a scarf.

As he was walking, he suddenly remembered something.

The Tattooed Ancient Clan began to implement the clan's grand plan three hundred years ago, and Yun Ziliang has lived for another three hundred years. The Ancient Clan should have formulated the plan at the same time as Yun Ziliang.

"Lao Yun, when you were young, did you know a tattoo artist?"

"What's the tattoo artist's name?"

"Peng Sheng."

"..." Yun Ziliang fell silent.

The room was silent for a while before Yun Ziliang asked quietly, "Where did you know this name?"

"Oh, I was learning tattooing in my dream. I had a dream last night and saw this person."

Zhou Xuan lied to the Tattoo Ancient Clan, and now the link of the Ancient Clan is still in his hand.

Fortunately, the Totem Hall is an unknown place that can cut off the connection on Zhou Xuan's body. Otherwise, if he goes down into the blood well, he will have to do it in front of the ancient tattoo clan.

"How can you dream so much?"

Yun Ziliang was going crazy. During the two incense sticks of Zhou Xuan, he could understand the "secrets of Taoism" by daydreaming, learn the ancient tribe's tattoos by dreaming, and even dreamed of "him".

"Stop talking nonsense. Just tell me whether you know Peng Sheng or not."

Zhou Xuan urged Lao Yun.

"Xiao Zhou, do you remember I told you that when I was looking for dragons, I had a tattoo artist partner?"

"The partner you are talking about is Peng Sheng?" Zhou Xuan understood what was going on.

"That's him."

"When you first met him, how many sticks of incense did he have?"

"Eight sticks."

Yun Ziliang said: "He is the most brilliant and talented person in the thousands of years of tattoo tradition. Legend has it that his father is not a human."

"Dad is a demon?"

"That's not it."

Yun Ziliang said: "He was born in a dream. It is said that one day his mother dreamed that she entered an endless peach garden. After waking up from the dream, his mother became pregnant.

After ten months of pregnancy, Peng Sheng was born. On his back was a tattoo of a peach tree with peach blossoms in full bloom. Some people suspected that he was the reincarnation of a god, with the breath of a god condensed into a human. In addition, the tattoo family is a descendant of the witch family, so he has a nickname, Peach Blossom Witch. "

When Zhou Xuan heard this, he asked worriedly, "Can his father accept it?"

Since it is the condensed aura of the gods, then Peng Sheng has nothing to do with his father. Isn't this an alternative "minotaur"?
"The witches' ideas are different from ours. Some tribes even have the custom of walking marriage. Men don't marry, women don't marry, men visit women's homes, they make love at night and separate in the morning. The witches' ideas about the relationship between the sexes are much more open than ours. By the way, where was I just now?"

Yun Ziliang was interrupted by Zhou Xuan and forgot what he was talking about. Zhou Xuan reminded him, "In walking marriage, men don't marry and women don't marry. Please elaborate."

"Nonsense, I'm talking about Peach Blossom Witch." Yun Ziliang was not fooled by Zhou Xuan and continued, "Peng Sheng has a tattooed ancestral tree on his back. He was born with a strange sign. He grew very fast. He started to burn incense in the morning when he was four years old, and he reached the second incense stick in the evening. In his early twenties, he had already reached the seventh incense stick.
When the tribesmen thought that his speed of cultivating incense would slow down, a year later, he was promoted to the eighth incense stick and became the youngest high priest in the history of the Tattoo Ancient Tribe. "

"He is a high priest, why would he be your partner in dragon hunting?"

"I sensed a huge dragon appearing in the west, so I headed west to look for it. Under the peach tree, he saw three Buddhas appearing in the sky above the snowy mountains in the west. It was said that the three Buddhas could resolve all the worries in the world, so for the sake of his people, he headed west to see the Buddhas."

"For the sake of the tribe members?" Zhou Xuan grasped the key point and asked.

"He said he wanted to save his people, but he didn't say why they needed to be saved."

Yun Ziliang said: "We both went west and went our separate ways when we arrived at Xueyuan Prefecture. We have never seen each other since then."

"You haven't heard any more rumors about Peng Sheng?"

"I have heard some, but it is hard to tell whether it is true or not."

Yun Ziliang counted on his fingers and said, "Some people say that Peng Sheng's cultivation was too fast, which attracted the Taoist priests from heaven to hunt him down. After he killed six Taoist priests in a row, he died.
Some people say that Peng Sheng ascended into the sky, killed the old tattooed white walker, and became the new god-level white walker with tattoos.

Others said that Peng Shengsan Dao transformed himself into a peach garden again.

I personally think that these statements are not true.”

"What is Peng Sheng's character like?"

"Of course, it goes without saying that this person is very easy to get along with. He never hides anything he has learned and is always willing to share it with others. Peach Blossom Wizard, that's a good title. All the great gods and great yin people who travel around the world give him a thumbs up when they mention him."

In Yun Ziliang's impression, Peng Sheng is a very good person, which is consistent with what Zhou Xuan saw and heard when he met Peng Sheng after going back in time.

Yun Ziliang said that Peng Sheng traveled west to see the "Three Buddhas Flying in the Sky" in order to save his people.

"Could it be that Peng Sheng is leading the Tattoo Tree Clan to create a celestial god, which is the answer he got after searching for Buddha?"

Zhou Xuan thought of this and asked Yun Ziliang: "Old Yun, what is the name of the god of the ancient tattoo tribe? Which three gods are his aura connected to?"

"That god is called Peach Blossom Spring, also known as the God of Dreams." Yun Ziliang added, "Two of the three gods connected to this god are related to you, namely the tattooed alien ghost "Peng Hou", the storyteller god "Bi Fang", and the alien ghost "Di Zi."

"Well, it's true that we are destined to be together."

The hall where Zhou Xuan burns two incense sticks, the tattoos, and the storytellers all originate from the gods and white walkers under the God of Dreams.

"Lao Yun, the ancestor of the tattoo is a White Walker, so how can it be a witch?"

"After Peng Hou, the alien ghost, appeared between heaven and earth, he was tamed by the witch tribe and naturally became a witch."

"Then Peng Sheng should not have killed the old White Walker, otherwise, the tattooed White Walker would have become Peng Sheng, right?"

“The names of the Sky Gods and White Walkers do not represent a specific person, but represent a position, a title.
For example, if there is a "Peng Hou" above the sky, it means that the Tattoo Clan must have a god-level alien named "Peng Hou".
Regardless of whether it is Peng Sheng of the Tattoo Clan, or Peng Tian Peng Di Peng or something else, whoever among them becomes the strongest person of the Tattoo Clan will be able to ascend to the sky and become a White Walker, and his name will be "Peng Hou."

After Yun Ziliang explained the rules, Zhou Xuan raised another question: "What if I am a coroner and I kill the alien "Peng Hou", then what do I become, "Peng Hou" or a coroner?"

"If you kill Lord Peng as a coroner, the tattoo will no longer have a place above the sky. This place will belong to the coroner's hall, and the god-level title will be determined by your name."

"The competition for the twenty-four positions above the sky is so fierce."

"It's not as intense as you think. In fact, from the time the twenty-four gods first appeared until now, there has been little change.

The main changes still come from competition within the hall. For example, the name of the book master "Bi Fang" has changed hands seven or eight times. This is why the gods have to bury traps in the incense channel, but they dare not bury them too deep. "

Yun Ziliang smiled and said: "Don't set traps. The disciples in the hall are too strong. There will always be a few with excellent talents who will kill the old gods and become new gods.

If the trap is buried too deep, all the disciples in the hall will be cowards. On the one hand, the incense offerings will not be enough, and the god-level strength will decline.

Secondly, if they were challenged by other halls under the sky, the gods would not be able to cope with it, and they would not be able to find capable disciples to help them.

Therefore, the god-level requires the disciples in the hall to be strong, but not too strong. Eight or nine incense sticks are too strong, four or five incense sticks are too weak, and six or seven incense sticks are appropriate. "

"Then Peng Sheng's eight incense sticks..."

"There are always some people with extraordinary talents, and even gods cannot stop their growth."

"Will gods kill each other?" Zhou Xuan asked.

"There are wars occasionally, but most of the time, there is surprisingly harmony."

Yun Ziliang said.

Zhou Xuan nodded, and his knowledge of mysticism was further enhanced.

"Lao Yun, I still need to talk to you. You have so many mythological stories."

Yun Ziliang: “…”

"I'll talk to you when I get back. I'm going to buy a scarf to cover my neck."

Zhou Xuan went out.

……

"Sister Liu's Garment Shop" has the characteristics of a funeral street in East Market. The shop is not big, selling clothes for the living on the left and funeral clothes on the right.

A curtain was hung in the middle of the store, which meant "separating yin and yang, and distinguishing life and death."

Zhou Xuan was choosing silk scarves in the store. After choosing a style, he asked Sister Liu to pick it up with a bamboo pole.

He selected five and tried them one by one, while Sister Liu stared at the street in a daze.

"Sister Liu, what are you looking at?"

Zhou Xuan picked out a blue scarf and was about to pay for it.

"Boss Zhou, look at that student, he is lying on his back like a donkey."

Zhou Xuan followed Sister Liu's guidance and looked at the street. A young man was lying on the back of a black donkey, with his head facing the donkey's head and his legs facing the donkey's tail. He was lying upside down and when he sat up, he was riding the donkey upside down.

Not only was he lying there, he was also holding a thread-bound book in his hands, reading it with great interest.

“This guy is really not afraid of falling.”

Zhou Xuan felt that this young man was a bit pretentious, even more pretentious than someone who lets go of the handlebars when riding a bicycle.

"He's been wandering around Dongshi Street all morning. Could he have escaped from a nearby mental hospital?"

"Sister Liu, don't worry about which mental hospital he's from. His ass peed right in front of your door."

Zhou Xuan reminded Sister Liu.

Sister Liu quickly looked towards the door, and sure enough, the donkey leaned forward a little at her door, and then the big stuff rushed towards the stone slabs at her door.

The smell of urine is so bad that it hurts the eyes.

"Hey, you long-faced beast, why don't you pee anywhere else but in front of my house..."

Sister Liu jumped up and down and went to look for the young man lying on the donkey.

Zhou Xuan took out two dollars and put them on the counter. He also took the abacus on the table and used it to hold down the banknotes.

"Sister Liu, I've paid the money, it's on the table."

Sister Liu didn't pay any attention to Zhou Xuan and was arguing with the young man.

She usually puts on a smiling face when she meets people, but she can't stand being wronged. If she does, she will jump up and down and curse.

Fortunately, the young man had a good attitude. Knowing he was in the wrong, he took out a dollar from his pocket and handed it to Sister Liu.

Sister Liu took the money and calmed down. She also threatened: "Next time your donkey pees on my door, I will smash its basket."

"Know that you know."

After apologizing for a while, the young man continued to stroll around the street with his donkey lying upside down.

He walked all the way to the big locust tree at the east end of Dongshi Street, got off the donkey, walked carefully to the big locust tree, reached out to touch it, and found several shallow marks on the bark.

"It was the fox lady who slashed the dragon in this formation... where is she?" The young man took out the compass that he kept close to him.

The magnetic needle of the compass seemed to be broken, sticking to the bottom of Tianchi Lake, not moving at all.

"Duh, duh."

Footsteps sounded.

The young man looked back and saw a middle-aged man wearing a long gown, brown glasses, and carrying two rectangular wooden boxes. The man had a long scar on his face and looked very fierce.

"Brother, what can I do for you?"

The young man was very polite. He clasped his hands together and saluted the man.

The man is Xia Jin, who was once the Xiao-slaying God of Pingshui Prefecture.

Xia Jin took off his brown glasses and asked the young man, "You have five incense sticks. May I ask which temple you are worshipping in?"

"I am a Taoist priest and I never tell lies. I am a monk at Tianyan Temple."

"Tianyan" is one of the nine ancient halls.

"Where is your third eye?" Xia Jin asked.

"How can the Heavenly Eye be allowed to be viewed by anyone at will?" the young man said with a smile.

After Xia Jin placed the rectangular wooden boxes in his hands on the ground, he took out a paper-cut painting from his wide sleeves.

The painting was a lantern. He threw the paper-cut painting out, and the lantern grew longer in the wind, slowly rose into the air, and became a red lantern with a lit wick.

On the wall of the lantern, there is a painting of a white skull.

"Kill the wandering god?!"

The young man immediately changed his words: "I am a dragon-seeking Taoist from Zhaojiaao."

"Show your skills."

Xia Jin put his hands behind his back and urged the young man in a cold tone to show the skills of his sect to prove that he was indeed a dragon-seeking Taoist priest.

"Nine sticks of incense are used to find the dragon. The fifth stick is "to rise and become a dragon." "

The young man waved his right hand, and suddenly a strong wind blew up around him, blowing up yellow earth and dust several feet high. There seemed to be a sound like a dragon's roar in the wind.

Then the young man leaped forward lightly, the wind following his lead, and took a step closer to Xia Jin.

"You are indeed a dragon-seeking Taoist."

Xia Jin raised his hand to collect the lantern, then left with the wooden box.

The young man calmed down and said to Xia Jin: "I am a Taoist priest and I never tell lies."

"You just said you were a person of the Sky Eye Observation."

"……"young people.

Xia Jin didn't care whether the young man was telling lies or not, he only cared whether he was a "tattooed devil".

Now Xia Jin has only one task, which is to guard Dongshi Street and prevent the tattooed evil ghost from entering the street to look for Baigui Yao.

After Xia Jin left, the young man rode on the donkey again. His purpose of coming to Dongshi Street was simple, to find the Dongshan Fox Girl who had been missing for nearly twenty years.

“Ah…Ah.”

The donkey brayed a few times and carried its master around East Market Street.

……

"Your scarf is so beautiful. You have such a good taste. Help me choose one too."

Yun Ziliang looked at the blue scarf Zhou Xuan wore around his neck with envy.

"You don't have to choose, just wear a red one, it will bring you good luck with cards." Zhou Xuan pulled a small stool and sat next to Ziyun and Ziliang, saying, "Not only did I dream about Peng Sheng yesterday, I also dreamed about six tattoos."

"..."

Yun Ziliang's facial features were all wrinkled - he could really dream.

"The first is a coffin, tangled with dirty ropes.

The second picture is a bloodstained ghost-head knife.

The third one is a white paper banner..."

Before Zhou Xuan finished speaking, Yun Ziliang interrupted him while cracking melon seeds: "Your three tattoos are all of the aliens in the sky, namely "Kugui", "Liushou", and "Dizi". "

"Dizi is the strange ghost who is connected to the dream god at the same time as the storyteller and the tattoo?"

"that's it."

Yun Ziliang said: "The man behind "Di Zi" is called Mr. Ye."

When talking about "Mr. Ye", Lao Yun became excited and said that this group of people specialized in killing babies.

"A gang that specializes in killing babies is too evil." Zhou Xuan said.

"These weren't just any babies they were killing."

Yun Ziliang first gave Zhou Xuan some basic knowledge about "Earth".

According to the records in ancient books, the appearance of "Di Zi" is an eyeless, noseless, earless baby with a fat body and boneless hands and feet.

"Di Zi" cannot move and has no eyes, nose or ears, so he perceives the world through dreams.

When he is awake, he dreams lucidly, and when he is asleep, he dreams about the secrets of heaven and earth.

In the secret dream of heaven and earth, "Earth Son" can dream of the White Walkers who are about to be born, the new gods of the future, and even the situation of heaven and earth many years later.

"Earth Zi's" dreams can predict certain changes in heaven and earth. Mr. Ye's abilities are learned from Earth Zi, so they have a responsibility in the Well Country - to kill ominous people in their infancy.

They dream every day, and once they dream of the birth of an unknown person, they will use paper banners to lead the way and go to kill the unknown person who was born not long ago. "

"Are the ominous people they judge through dreams accurate?"

Zhou Xuan felt that there was something wrong here. The unknown was a matter of the future. Wasn't it too arbitrary to judge based only on dreams?
"Who knows whether it's accurate or not?"

Yun Ziliang sighed and said, "Whether it is unknown or not, it all depends on Mr. Ye's thoughts. It just so happens that this hall is still very powerful in Jing Country."

He did not talk about Mr. Ye any more and turned the topic to "Liushou" and "Kugui".

The hall of "Liushou" is called "Execution", which means executioner. Its duty is to chop off the heads of prisoners, so their totem is a ghost-head knife used for beheading.

The gang name of "bitter ghosts" is "boatmen". Boatmen not only refer to the people who row ferries on the big rivers, they include all the people who make a living on the water, such as ferries, trackers, fishermen who row boats... and so on.

Where large rivers flow, there are many cliffs, and on the cliffs there are often hanging coffins.

Rumor has it that the bitter ghost was born in a hanging coffin on a high cliff somewhere, so its totem is the coffin. "

Yun Ziliang said this and added: "The three tattoos of the strange ghosts are called the pictures of beheading the demons, beheading the demons in the water, and beheading the human demons who were born with bad luck and committed serious sins."

"I have three more tattoos. Let me tell you about them."

Zhou Xuan understood the purpose of these three tattoos, and wanted to tell Yun Ziliang about the last three tattoos.

Unexpectedly, Yun Ziliang raised his hand and said, "We'll talk about the three paintings later." Then he took off his right cloth shoe and walked towards Cuijie's door aggressively...

……

The young man lay on his donkey and strolled along the street. Every time he passed a store, he would take a look to see if there was a Dongshan fox lady in the store.

He started from the east end, walked all the way until he passed by Zhou Xuan's shop, and then to Cui Jie's snack stand.

At this time, Cuijie and Muhua were doing business. While she was cooking noodles, she saw a man lying on a donkey. She felt strange at once. Coincidentally, she looked at the young man again, and she felt something was wrong and lowered her head in a hurry.

But the young man rolled off the donkey and walked towards the noodle stall.

"Madam boss..." The young man was about to start a conversation with Sister Cui, when suddenly he heard a "pop" and his head began to buzz. He immediately covered the back of his head and turned to look.

I saw an old man holding a shoe sole in his hand.

"Old man, you are..."

"Bang!" Yun Ziliang smashed the young man's forehead with his shoe again, cursing as he beat him: "Old man? You can't even recognize your ancestors!"

The young man felt very aggrieved and looked carefully.

“I haven’t figured it out yet!”

Snapped!
Another shoe.

"Are you...sensing...Grandpa Yunzu of Canglong Mountain?"

"You recognized me but you still don't kowtow? Are you waiting for me to beat you?"

Yun Ziliang smashed his shoe at the young man three times in a row.

"Mr. Zhao Wuya from Zhaojia'ao is here to meet Grandpa Yunzu..."

Zhao Wuya knelt on one knee and bowed to Yun Ziliang.

When Cui Jie in the store heard that Zhao Wuya was a dragon-seeking Taoist priest, she couldn't help but tremble.

"Snapped!"

Yun Ziliang hit him with his shoe again.

"I've already worshipped you, and you still beat me, Grandpa?"

"This time I'm going to beat you into riding the donkey upside down! You're so young, yet you're pretending to be so. Next time, ride it right side up."

Yun Ziliang gave Zhao Wuya two more shoe soles before putting his shoes on. He then grabbed his clothes and took him to Zhou's cleaning shop.

Zhou Xuan had just been standing in front of his store watching the fun. When he saw Yun Ziliang bringing Zhao Wuya over, he smiled and asked, "Old Yun, he is also your disciple in Xunlong after all. Why are you so angry?"

"This group of dragon-seeking Taoist priests are really idiots. For so many years, they have been looking for big dragons and secrets, but they have never thought of finding me in the painting... I have been depressed all these years. I think it is because of this group of idiots that they are afraid that if they find me, the leader of the Dragon-Seeking Hall will have to change."

Yun Ziliang turned around and was about to give Zhao Wuya another slap in the face.

Zhao Wuya stepped back and dodged.

"I won't hit you, just come here... Tell me the truth, why did you decide to come to Dongshi Street today?"

Yun Ziliang asked Zhao Wuya.

"I'm here on the orders of the gang to capture the Dongshan Fox Lady." Zhao Wuya said.

"Why do you want to capture the Dongshan Fox Lady and bring her to the food stall? Is the proprietress the Dongshan Fox?"

Yun Ziliang pointed in the direction of Cui Jie and scolded.

"No, no, Old Ancestor, I was just hungry and wanted to go get some vegetarian noodles. Before I could even ask the lady boss for help, you almost chopped my head off."

Zhao Wuya said,
Hearing this, Yun Ziliang went to Cuijie's shop, bought a bowl of beef noodles, a basket of steamed buns, and a cup of sour plum soup, took the food on a plate, put it on the counter of Zhou's Jingyi shop, and said, "Eat it, don't say that the old ancestor abused you."

"Ancestor, I don't eat beef."

"You want to eat shoe soles again? When have we, the Taoist priests who seek dragons, ever eaten vegetarian food?"

"Beef tastes bad in the mouth and is not decent."

"Is it decent to be hit by the shoe?"

Yun Ziliang pretended to take off his shoes again, and Zhao Wuya hurriedly started eating.

After eating a few bites, Zhao Wuya started thinking about his donkey again. He wanted to lead the donkey to the front of the store, but was stopped by Zhou Xuan.

"Don't let it come over here, or it will ruin my house!"

Zhou Xuan still remembers the time when the donkey had a poop at the doorstep of Sister Liu's house. It was very dirty and horny, and the amount was huge.

"Dahei is going to be lost..."

"It won't get lost. Sister Cui is keeping an eye on the donkey for you."

Zhao Wuya then concentrated on eating the noodles. He said that he didn't eat beef noodles because they tasted so delicious. He finished them in no time and only the soup base was left.

After he had eaten and drunk his fill, he also moved a chair and sat down next to Yun Ziliang at the door. Zhou Xuan leaned against the door and smoked.

Yun Ziliang asked Zhao Wuya, "Who is the Fox Lady of Dongshan?"

"do not know."

"I don't know why you are still riding a donkey on the East Market Street? You are definitely not telling the truth and deceiving your ancestors."

"I really don't know, there's something very strange about this street."

Zhao Wuya added: "There is a magic weapon in the hall that is specially used to monitor the aura of monsters and spirits, but this magic weapon is not effective when it comes to Dongshi Street.

The six great celestial masters in the hall have worked together to deduce that there is an extremely powerful Feng Shui situation in Dongshi Street. In this Feng Shui situation, as long as the monsters and spirits do not use their skills and tricks, their existence cannot be detected.

Only when they use their tricks and methods will they be exposed briefly.
Recently, Dongshan Fox Lady was exposed twice. The first time, the magic weapon moved, and we thought it was broken. The second time, the magic weapon moved again, and we realized that Dongshan Fox Lady had been in Dongshi Street all along, so we sent me to hunt her down. "

Upon hearing this, Yun Ziliang took a sip of tea and said, "The magic weapon you are talking about is the Eye-Pointing Demon-Finding Ruler?"

"Ah."

"Even the demon-hunting ruler can't find the Dongshan fox lady hiding in Dongshi Street. The feng shui formation of Dongshi Street is more powerful than I thought."

Yun Ziliang stood up and looked towards the main street of Dongchang City...

ps: I updated a big chapter, love you brothers.

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