Day and night tour

Chapter 217 Musician, play a song?
"You sound so discouraged?"

Zhou Xuan felt the painter's powerlessness.

"Young Master, I have understood some of the principles of time. Because of this understanding, I know the horror of the evil god.
Regarding the laws, each law has five levels. The higher the level, the more terrifying the means.
The first level of the Law of Time is called "Insight", which allows one to see the scenes in the next few hours.
The second level, I vaguely know, is called "Walker", which can travel through time, can walk to a few years ago, or walk to a few years later, just like a walker in time and space.
This evil god was able to send several people of high esteem to a time several years ago, where they had at least comprehended the third level of the Law of Time. I am not so clear about the specific means, and I don’t even know the name of the level.”

The more you understand the "laws", the more you realize how powerful the "laws" are. Painters know too much, and deep down they fear the strong who are under the laws.

Zhou Xuan asked the painter: "What is the difference between the law and the incense path?"

"Incense is a means of confronting the enemy head-on, but the victory or defeat between Yin people and gods does not necessarily require head-on confrontation.

Using the rules can win the battle from a thousand miles away.

Just like the evil god today, he used the laws to steal the world. If it weren't for the young master's insight into the world, we, from the old priests to the city gods, would have been played around by him."

When Zhou Xuan heard this, he understood the role of the law much more clearly.

From a certain perspective,

Incense is an open conspiracy, and laws are a secret conspiracy.

"The law is terrible..." The painter became more and more frustrated.

"Wake up, Lao Hua."

Zhou Xuan became more and more angry, and pushed the painter hard, trying to provoke him into submission.

As the first priest of the Bone Elders' Society, he is afraid before the battle even begins. What's the point of fighting? Just wait for the evil god to wreak havoc in Mingjiang Prefecture.

Of course, Zhou Xuan also understands the painter.

He has been in Jingguo for quite some time. In his opinion, no matter how religious a person is, he can fall into misconceptions. After all, no matter how religious a person is, he is still essentially a human being.

As a human being, we have shortcomings, inner demons, and tend to get stuck in a rut.

The painter is aware of the power of the law, so he is afraid of it. He is just being too picky.

Zhou Xuan wanted to use words to pull the painter out of his dilemma.

He asked the painter: "If the evil god is so powerful, why did Willow God force me to crush the dominoes when we fought, luring you out so that you could not support the Yue Family Residence? Isn't that because he is afraid of you?

The third evil god stole the day and sent Li Chengfeng and Qingfeng back a few years. Why did he send them back a few years?
Because we can’t defeat them head-on!
If I were the evil god, and if I could easily kill you all, would I play dirty tricks on you?
He played dirty only because he was not stronger than Lao Li and Qing Feng.

Mastering the rules is nothing special to me!"

Zhou Xuan's passionate speech made the painter look up, and the desire to fight finally emerged in his cloudy eyes.
Li Chengfeng was even more excited. He wished he could follow Zhou Xuan to kill the evil god right now.

"Lao Hua, the law is the most powerful weapon of the gods, but not everyone who holds the weapon is a god of the Jing Kingdom.
Those who live in a shabby environment, even if they have the weapons of the gods, are at best just barking beasts. They bark at you a few times and appear to be ferocious, but once you step on them, they will be broken-backed dogs. "

"Young sir, I will try to learn not to fear the law."

The painter bowed deeply to Zhou Xuan.

To be honest, the spirit of bravery is what Mingjiang Prefecture lacks the most nowadays. Especially in the past thirty years, the rise of kidnappers has corroded the backbone of Mingjiang Prefecture.

Zhou Xuan, even though he is not very famous, he has the toughest bones.

Bowing is to show respect to that hard bone.

"This kid has the same feeling as I did back then. He is not afraid of anyone." Yun Ziliang looked at Zhou Xuan, who had his back straight, and thought to himself, "The Zhou family's Nuo God has gone through nine halls. If he can get to the Xunlong Hall, it will be a blessing for us to find the dragon.

The domineering nature in his bones is the reason why Xunlong Tianshi can sweep the Xuanmen."

Zhou Xuan looked at the painter and Li Chengfeng, whose faces were flushed and who had regained their desire to fight, and was very satisfied with the results of his class.
That’s right!

Being afraid before the battle is a big taboo in military strategy.

The mental outlook of the scene had been completely changed, and all that remained was to discuss strategies for counterattack.

"If we want to fight back, we have to do it in two steps." Zhou Xuan helped the painter and Li Chengfeng sort out their thoughts.

"The first step is to find "hunger". All five dragon-locking caves are nailed shut, and all 36 acupoints of Mingjiang Dragon's tail are also hit. He has occupied the entire dragon's tail.
Since we have occupied the dragon's tail, we must be using it to do something. Today, there must be some unusual movements at the dragon's tail in Mingjiang Prefecture. Fortunately, we have Lao Yun, who can monitor such movements. We can follow the clues and find "Hunger". "

When Yun Ziliang heard Zhou Xuan asking him to find the dragon's tail, he waved his hand and pointed at the scroll in Li Chengfeng's hand, saying, "This painting restricts me.

The area occupied by the Mingjiang Dragon Tail is about 50 kilometers long and 10 kilometers wide.

My current perception is extremely limited by the scroll, and I am afraid I am unable to find the abnormal movement caused by "hunger" in the dragon's tail."

When Yun Ziliang was looking for the Dragon Locking Cave, he first used the map to find the location of the Dragon Locking Cave, which initially reduced the area a lot. Then, with the help of Li Chengfeng holding the scroll, he wandered around the Yue Family Residence, and it became easy to find it.

But it is not impossible for Lao Yun to sense the movement of dragon energy in nearly 500 square kilometers of land. All he has to do is carry the scroll and walk through every inch of land. However, searching for dragons in this way is hard and time-consuming.

"But there is a way." Yun Ziliang was reluctant to recommend Zhao Wuya's compass.
He felt inexplicably nauseated when he thought that the compass did not smell of blood but of spiced rouge.

But now the evil god was on his side and a big thing was at stake, so he had to endure it no matter how disgusted he was. He said to Zhou Xuan: "Call my little apprentice here. His compass was not cultivated by normal methods. It accidentally found another way, and the sensitivity is extremely strong.

With that compass, maybe you can quickly find the unusual movement of the dragon's tail, at least it will save you more effort than me."

"Old Li, Yazi is with Guling now. Tell Guling to bring Yazi over. Also, ask Qingfeng to come over as well."

After Zhou Xuan finished giving the order, he said to the painter: "There are two great ancient priesthoods. One is you, and the other is the musician. How many sticks of incense should the musician burn?"

"Two years ago, it rose to seven incense sticks."

"Bring him here."

"Uh..." The painter was a little worried.

The musician was different from him. The painter had great confidence in Zhou Xuan, but the musician did not think highly of Zhou Xuan.

If he called him rashly, he might have some conflict with Zhou Xuan. Even if he tried to mediate, it would still be embarrassing.

"The compass on the cliff is very strange. If you need to find someone to give you courage, the more spiritual the person is, the more courageous he is, and the better the effect will be."

Zhou Xuan said that the incense can give "Cowardly Compass" courage. The painter could not refute it, so he condensed a ball of fire, and there was a white bone harp in the fire.

The musician is called "Master Qin" in the Bone Elders Association.

"Fire!"

"Lights on!"

With a fire and a lamp, I went to look for the musician, Gu Ling, Qing Feng, and Zhao Wuya.

Most of the worshippers in Mingjiang Prefecture gathered at the Yue family residence because of Zhou Xuan.

"Finding hunger is the first step, and the second step is to catch the kidnapper." Zhou Xuan said to the painter.

"Kidnapper? Young Master, do you suspect that the evil god is behind the kidnapper?"

"That's not the way to say it." Zhou Xuan pondered and said, "But there are countless connections between the kidnapper and the evil god, and there are people behind the evil god."

The painter almost dropped his jaw.
He had been in charge of Mingjiang Prefecture for so many years, but he had never heard of the existence of evil gods, let alone knew that there were masters behind these evil gods.

How did Zhou Xuan do it?
“It all started with a tattoo of an eye that I did.”

No matter how turbulent a river is, its source is just a gurgling stream.

The opportunity that enabled Zhou Xuan to discover the evil god was also so insignificant.

He made a tattoo for Lao Yang, the landlord of Dongshi Street, hoping to help him win at the poker table.

Unexpectedly, not only did Lao Yang fail to win money, but he also encountered evil.

Zhou Xuan followed this little evil and discovered the first evil god in Mingjiang Mansion - the God of Life.

He killed the God of Life, which brought revenge from the evil god.

"During that revenge, I accidentally discovered that there was a master behind the evil god. There were at least two masters, a man and a woman. I don't know who the masters were, but there was someone working for them. This person was called Jing Deng.

The well lamp can cast the star-covering spell. I learned from the painful scholar that the kidnappers' human cargo has such a strong effect because they have mastered the words of the White Walkers' "Star-covering" spell.

From this, it can be inferred that even if Jing Deng is not a kidnapper, he has a very deep connection with the kidnapper.

Therefore, the key to the evil spirit chaos in Mingjiang Prefecture is to find out who is in charge of the kidnappers, and then find out Jingdeng..."

Zhou Xuan said this.

The painter looked embarrassed, as if he had something on his mind but was not sure how to say it.

"Are you also in cahoots with the kidnapper?"

Zhou Xuan's words were like a slap in the face to the painter's forehead.

The painter waved his hands and said, "I have nothing to do with the kidnapper, but if you push him too hard, the balance of Mingjiang Mansion will be broken."

Zhou Xuan didn't quite understand the so-called "balance". It was nothing more than a group of kidnappers who kidnapped people and used them as human slaves. How could it be linked to the balance of Mingjiang Prefecture?
A group of sewer rats, what can they do?
"Oh, young sir, I'm afraid you'll laugh at me if I tell you. How could I not know what the kidnapper has done in Mingjiang Mansion over the years?

I know it, the musicians know it, and the witches know it, but why do they always turn a blind eye?

It’s just because someone is pressing down on us from above.”

The painter pointed to the sky and said, "There are five gods in Mingjiang Mansion: the tattooed ghost "Peng Hou", the witch goddess "Fu Hou", the thief ghost "Ghost Hand", the city god "Shui Yong", and the bone god "Tian Guan".
The five great gods actually more or less allowed kidnappers to be used as human cargo.”

"why?"

"The power of the God-level is maintained by the incense offered by the disciples. Part of the incense offered by the disciples every day will be provided to the God-level.
In other words, the more popular the disciples are, the stronger the god-level power will be.
There are twenty-four god-level gods in the sky, and there is always competition. Once they are not strong enough, they will be killed by the new gods on earth. If they want to keep their positions, they must improve their strength.

Kidnapper, just can do it. "

The painter said: "The disciples of the hall want to accumulate more incense every day and climb up the incense level as quickly as possible, so they find the human goods sold by the kidnappers.

They use human cargo to climb the incense level, and then they can contribute more incense to the god level.
The power of the gods has also become stronger.
The gods were satisfied, the disciples in the hall were satisfied, but the common people in Mingjiang Prefecture suffered.

But what are the lives of ordinary people worth in the eyes of God?
The disciples of the hall have long been blinded by greed and greed in their vain attempts to increase the incense offerings and improve their status in the hall. How could they care about the lives of ordinary people?

I, the musician, and the witch Shang Wenjun believe that we are not blinded by interests, and we have tried our best to suppress the power of the kidnappers over the years. "

"How was this line determined?" Zhou Xuan asked.

"When our attack on the kidnappers exceeds a certain level, the gods will hint through the link, indicating that we have touched their bottom line and they should stop immediately."

This is what the painter calls balance.

The result of the balance is that most areas of Mingjiang Prefecture are relatively peaceful, but in a small part of the area, kidnappers are extremely rampant.

"No wonder the kidnappers are so arrogant in Mingjiang Prefecture. It turns out that there are people in heaven backing them up."

At this moment, Zhou Xuan understood that the human world in Jingguo was nothing more than a dark prison, and the gods above the sky were just holding the title of "gods".

At the same time, he also understood what Yun Ziliang said after he learned that the aura of the tenth god had appeared in his body - to worship Tai Sui, the protector of the world, immediately.

The protector of the human world not only eliminates the rebellious White Walkers, bloodthirsty evil people, and haunted spirits, but also cuts off the control of the gods in the sky who ignore the rules of the human world.

I'm not afraid of little ghosts taking over, I'm just afraid of the King of Hell turning into a ghost!
"That's why you killed the Taoist who came to the human world?"

Zhou Xuan suddenly asked Yun Ziliang.

Yun Ziliang looked up at the sky and said with disdain: "The Dragon Master of Canglong Mountain wants to spread the filthy secrets of the gods to every corner of Jingguo.
The gods were afraid of us, so they sent their followers to hunt us down and kill all of us in Canglong Mountain.

But no matter how many people you kill, it won't destroy the backbone of our Canglongshan Xunlong Tianshi."

Yun Ziliang hid in the painting for three hundred years. He was not hiding, he was leaving the last spark for Canglong Mountain.

As long as he is alive, the dragon-seeking master of Canglong Mountain will have a chance to find a real dragon in the world.

In Yun Ziliang's heart, there is a huge secret that he has never told anyone.

The reason why Canglongshan was hunted down was to expose the filthy face of the gods.

What really brought Canglongshan to its knees was the joint deduction of the seventy-nine dragon-seeking celestial masters of Canglongshan. They were only halfway to deduce the "method of beheading gods".
Although he was not quite there yet, Yun Ziliang still vaguely saw the possibility of beheading the gods. Perhaps in the future, he could deduce this method clearly.
But now, his assistant Zhou Xuan did not have enough incense and the timing was not right, so the method of beheading gods was leaked, which would undoubtedly make Zhou Xuan follow the retreat of Canglong Mountain.

"There will be a chance." Yun Ziliang stared at Zhou Xuan and sighed in his heart.

……

When the painter heard that Yun Ziliang had killed a Taoist priest in heaven, he frowned and asked, "May I ask who Mr. Yun is?" "The Great Heavenly Master of Canglong Mountain, the man from Ruyun Mountain."

Suddenly, the painter's face changed drastically, and admiration flashed in his eyes. Yun Ziliang, who had been silent tonight, turned out to be the Ruyunshan man from three hundred years ago.

"You are a legendary figure, Ruyunshan, who swept the Xuanmen sect in just four incense sticks."

"The legend is over, and now I am just an old man."

Yun Ziliang pointed at Zhou Xuan and said, "If you, the Mingjiang Prefecture Elders Association and the City God, had the courage of Xiao Zhou, why would you let the kidnapper run so rampant?

The so-called balance is nothing but a measure of your cowardice. This time, you cannot be weak anymore. You must dig three feet underground to find the kidnapper first."

"This...I'm afraid it needs to be discussed." The painter has already gotten used to mastering the "balance". Even if he has the idea of ​​using crutches, he still needs to contact the musician and Shang Wenjun to discuss the plan.

He entered the inn, lit two fires again, buried the plan to capture the kidnapper and the information about the whole story in the fire, and sent a stream of fire to the musicians.
Another ball of fire was sent to Shang Wenjun, the leader of the "Witch" Hall.

……

Outside the inn, Zhou Xuan and Yun Ziliang said, "I now feel the role of the kidnapper in Mingjiang Mansion."

"What role?"

"Black gloves." Zhou Xuan said, "The kidnappers are the black gloves of the five gods of Mingjiang Prefecture. Rather than saying they are cruel, it is better to say that the gods are dirty and cruel.
However, this kidnapper gang is very cunning. On the surface, they are the black gloves of the gods, but in fact, they are also the black gloves of the evil gods.
It is impossible for the gods to be in cahoots with the evil master."

The gods work hard to improve their strength in order to keep their position in the sky.
Evil gods are the beings that are closest to the source of the power of the gods. Once they grow up, they will definitely pose a huge threat to the gods.

The evil god and the sky god are incompatible.

Therefore,
The gods can allow the kidnappers to have their black gloves, but they will never condone the kidnappers and raise evil gods in the world.

Hearing this, Li Chengfeng helped Zhou Xuan add: "So, the dark forces in Mingjiang Prefecture are actually two forces, one is the kidnapper, and the other is the master of the evil god."

"Ah."

Zhou Xuan said: "The kidnappers are wandering between the gods and the evil gods. They have connections with both sides, but we can't figure out what their purpose is."

Zhou Xuan originally thought that the purpose of "kidnapping" was to make money, gain incense, and gain status.

Now that I think about it, it’s not that simple.
If it was just for these reasons, they wouldn't have to collude with the evil god. Wouldn't it be enough for them to be good human servants and serve the five gods of Mingjiang Mansion?
Mingjiang Mansion is the Mingjiang Mansion of the five great gods. If you can deal with them, status, incense and money will not matter.

"The kidnappers have their own purpose. It's not money, not status, not incense... what else could it be?"

Zhou Xuan was actually a little confused.

……

"Wasn't Hunger killed? Why are you calling me over again? What's the point of this?"

The musician sat in the back seat of the car, complaining about having to go out on a mission so late at night.

Suddenly, a ball of fire appeared in front of him.

He snapped his fingers, extinguished the fire, and a message exploded in his mind.

As he read the information, the Chinese character "川" gradually formed on his forehead.

"Looking for trouble with the kidnapper? Is there such a good thing?"

The musician was a proud man, so he was not optimistic about the future of others, not even Zhou Xuan.

He is only optimistic about his future.

"One day, I will be able to cultivate nine sticks of incense."

With such a proud character, he was of course very unhappy to see a scoundrel like the kidnapper - but for many years, with the suppression of the gods and the persuasion of the painter, his temper had been suppressed.

The opportunity to find trouble with the kidnapper had finally come, so of course he was happy.

Immediately, he responded with a fire and told the painter - to chop off the crutch, he did not need to mobilize, he only needed to know the time, place and object.

……

"The kidnapper has made such a big scene, and is actually closely related to the evil god? This is a good opportunity. If we can take advantage of this opportunity to wipe out the entire kidnapper gang, that would be even better."

Shang Wenjun is the head of the witch hall. The witches' way of collecting incense is the same as Zhou Lingyi's. They spend a lot of time every day closing their eyes to rest their minds, using their senses to comprehend the methods between heaven and earth, and the breath of the gods above the sky.

Since the kidnapper appeared, there have been more and more dishonest people in the witch hall.
No longer focusing on insights, but relying on people and goods to accumulate incense.

Shang Wenjun punished batches of such people, and at the height of his pressure, he even executed a witch who had a close relationship with the kidnapper.
But even so, it couldn't stop the disciples from associating with the kidnappers like moths to a flame.

Gradually, the disciples in the hall were increasingly corrupted by the kidnappers.

"The kidnappers have occupied Mingjiang Mansion for thirty years. The witch hall no longer looks like a witch."

Since the painter has taken the lead this time, he will be given a good beating. If the five gods punish him, he will have to bear the consequences.

When Shang Wenjun thought of this, she spread out red silk and formed it into the shape of a painting. She gently pushed the red silk scroll and conveyed her thoughts to the painter.

"If we want to get rid of kidnappers, we must do our best."

……

The painter was in high spirits after receiving the reply. Since all three agreed, he would take action now and arrest the person in charge among the kidnappers first.

"The person in charge is called Mo Tingsheng. Although he is only the white paper fan of the kidnapper, the great scholar of pain said that he is the second most important person in the kidnapper, second only to the hall master."

Seeing that the painter had made up his mind, Zhou Xuan told him the information he knew.

"Mo Tingsheng? From now on, we, the Bone Elders Association, the City God, and the Witches will work together to find him, no matter how deep he hides."

The painter said angrily.

"If you catch Mo Tingsheng, notify me. I have a way to make him tell me the whereabouts of the well lamp."

Zhou Xuan gave instructions to the painter.

Just at this time, Gu Ling, Zhao Wuya and Qing Feng arrived.

Zhao Wuya held the compass and looked at Yun Ziliang cautiously: "Grandmaster, I'm here with my fragrant compass..."

Yun Ziliang smelled the perfume on the compass and felt uncomfortable. He waved his hand and said, "I'll teach you a lesson when we get back. First, activate your compass and find out the unusual movement of Mingjiang Dragon's tail."

"Ugh."

After Zhao Wuya responded, he recited the "Gold Dividing Technique" and activated the Xiangxiang Compass.

The compass needle turned left three times, right three times, and then with a "click", the needle sank.

"Grandmaster, the compass is not responding..."

"Bring it to me and see."

Yun Ziliang snatched the compass away. At this moment, the musician's car arrived at the inn.

Suddenly, the magnetic needle of Xiangxiang compass started to spin faster than an electric fan. The inner disk of the compass, which was marked with the twenty-four mountains, heavenly stems, earthly branches, celestial stars, and five elements, started to spin counterclockwise with great energy.

"Fuck, your broken compass really needs courage... even one person is enough."

When the musicians arrived and lit seven incense sticks, Luo Pan became completely emboldened.

"Gold three, water four, Qiankun Star, Dingyuan Mountain, the sixth branch."

Yun Ziliang read the compass's instructions according to the direction of the compass needle and the scale on the inner disk. After doing some calculations in his mind, he asked Zhou Xuan for a map, drew a circle at the location of "Guanshan Wooden Stack", and said,
"According to the guidance of the compass, Guanshan Wooden Stack is where the dragon's tail moved tonight, if the deduction of this compass is correct."

Zhou Xuan took the map, and Zhao Wuya asked curiously, "Grandmaster, can the Dragon Seeker from your Sensing Sect also read the compass?"

"You're rebelling against Tian Gang? I'm your ancestor, but I can't even read a compass. I might as well jump into the river."

Yun Ziliang threw the compass back to Zhao Wuya in a bad mood, sniffed his hand, and said in a disgusted manner: "Your master's hands are stained with the smell of rouge."

"Grandpa Master, you can't cross the river and then destroy the bridge."

Zhao Wuya felt sorry for his compass and muttered.

……

After the compass determined the location, everyone rushed to Guanshan Wooden Inn.

The so-called wooden stack is a raft factory.

The old forest at Guanshan is deep. When everyone reached the foot of the mountain, they began to climb up the mountain, taking one step at a time.

The musician was behind Zhou Xuan, constantly looking at him. On the way to Guanshan, he heard from the painter that Zhou Xuan had single-handedly broken the trap of "hunger" and found the third evil god in Mingjiang Mansion.

"Does this young Nuo God have such great abilities?"

The musician was not completely convinced.

"Musician, why do you keep looking at me?" Zhou Xuan questioned the musician without even turning his head.

His perception had now returned to its peak state, and he naturally felt the musician's strange gaze behind him.

"You know I'm watching you?"

The musician was a little surprised and asked.

“You looked at me for more than a moment, I have tolerated you for a long time.” Zhou Xuan turned his head and said with a smile: “Today I know that you are called Qin Sir, your name is good mother.”

Musician: “…”

After Zhou Xuan killed Lu Yusheng, he officially entered the vision of the senior leaders of Gu Lao.

The musician once debated with the painter in the Gu Lao Temple about Zhou Xuan's future, and he was extremely pessimistic.

On the way here today, he had imagined what would happen when he met Zhou Xuan, but he never expected that Zhou Xuan's opening remarks would be so... unusual.

"I use the white bone harp as my totem, so what else can I call you if not Master Qin? As for whether it's feminine or not... it's a bit..."

He also doesn't like the title "Master Qin".

"You didn't bring your piano either."

"I use my ribs as a piano, and by plucking my chest, I can produce music." The musician pointed to his chest and said.

After listening to it, Zhou Xuan reached out and knocked on the musician's chest.

Indeed, there is a piano sound, similar to the tone of "suo".

"Interesting." Zhou Xuan praised.

“…”Musician.

I hate people who have no sense of boundaries.

Zhou Xuan said again: "It's so boring here on the mountain. You are here, musician. Can you play a song for me?"

"Who do you think I am? Are you treating me like a servant? Play a song for me?"

The painter saw that the musician was about to get angry and wanted to persuade him, but Zhou Xuan said,

"When I heard the piano music, I thought of a song with a very grand title, "A Laugh in the Sea". The melody is also very nice, and the lyrics are very poetic. I want to teach you the song and let you play it to relieve our fatigue.
Since you don’t want to play, forget it.”

The musician was a little interested when he heard the title of the piece. He thought Zhou Xuan was going to mock him, but he didn't expect him to be serious about the piece. So he asked, "Is the piece nice? Can you hum a few lines for me?"

Just hum?

Zhou Xuan was not afraid of the stage, and sang confidently: "The vast ocean laughs, the tide surges on both sides, I float and sink with the waves, only remembering today..."

After hearing just two sentences, the musician couldn't help but beat the rhythm.

Is this song nice?

"That's Tamiang's song, it's really nice." The musician's emotions were ignited by the song, and his heart was throbbing...

(End of this chapter)