Day and night tour

Chapter 219: Mingjiang Dragon Disaster
Zhou Xuan felt that he had hit the jackpot.
He came to Guanshan Wooden Inn to hunt down "Hunger", but after all the trouble, he accidentally uncovered the mystery of Mingjiang Zulong's weakness.

He told the painter and musician in person what he had found in the pit, and the painter was completely stunned.

The painter initially thought that "hunger" was simply a terrorist attack.
It was not until Zhou Xuan and Yun Ziliang figured out the mystery of the location where Hungry committed the crime, and found that the location of the crime was actually one of the thirty-six dragon caves in the dragon tail of Mingjiang Prefecture, that he realized that "Hungry" wanted to use the dragon energy to practice.
right now,

The nature of the incident reversed again. It turned out that the ultimate goal of "hunger" was to pollute Zulong.

The Ancestral Dragon's body is too vast, and the area it occupies runs through the entire Mingjiang Prefecture. With the power of hunger, one can only pollute the dragon's tail.

"Hungry is only a part of the pollution of Zulong. As Time said, Hungry has brothers, sisters, and a whole family."

"Damn it, I only knew that something strange happened in Mingjiang Mansion, but I didn't expect it to be so shocking."

The painter became furious and tugged at his tie.

"Lao Hua, I know you are very angry, but don't get angry first. I have a question. Zulong's weakness is not a matter of ten or dozens of years. It spans nearly two hundred years. In such a long time scale, didn't you, Old Gu, notice anything at all?" Zhou Xuan asked.

"Young sir, our Mingjiang Prefecture once had two ancestral trees at its peak, but three hundred years ago, the ancestral trees disappeared. Without the ancestral trees, many abnormalities cannot be detected."

The painter said that if there was no ancestral tree in a prefecture, the only magical tool to monitor the entire prefecture would be the lantern of the Parade of Gods.

However, the parading lanterns can barely maintain order among the ghosts and gods in the city, and cannot monitor deeper and more bizarre events.

When Zhou Xuan heard this, he thought of the Lantern Bride in the Shenqi Secret Realm.

That night, the Lantern Bride walked into Zhou Xuan's secret realm. Neither Yuan Buyu nor Zhou Lingyi noticed it.

The night patrol lanterns of the Pingshui Prefecture's Parade of Gods did not sense it either.

Only the Zhou family's ancestral tree sensed it and awakened briefly.

This is the magic of the ancestral tree. Even though it is dormant most of the time, it can really take charge when something big happens.

"The supervision of Mingjiang Prefecture is useless for many great mysteries. Take this time for example. If it weren't for the young master's clever calculations, we would have been completely unaware that the Mingjiang Dragon Tail was contaminated by hunger."

The painter was a man of integrity. He did not hide the shortcomings of Mingjiang Mansion and admitted them honestly.

According to the "style" of the Bone Elders Association and the City God in handling cases, it is estimated that after the hunger crime is completed and the thirty-six dragon orifices and five dragon-locking caves are opened, they are still holding meetings and discussions.

After the meeting and the discussion were over, "Hunger" had completely succeeded. Through a strange ritual, he integrated all his vitality into the Ancestral Dragon's tail.

But from this point on, the serial cannibalism caused by hunger will stop.
When the City God and the old man in the bones saw this, they thought, since people won’t commit crimes due to hunger, then the world will be at peace.

They thought that "hunger" was just a boil on the face, so the way to deal with it was to find the boil and dig it out of the face.
Unexpectedly, "hunger" was an infinitely growing tumor in Mingjiang Mansion. It escaped into Mingjiang Mansion's body and multiplied and grew unscrupulously.

"Now Zulong has been polluted. How much has it been polluted? What are the consequences of the pollution? These are the issues you need to consider."

Zhou Xuan is now teaching painters and musicians how to do things.
Whoever has made the contribution has the right to speak. It was he who solved the mystery of the decline of Zulong in Mingjiang Prefecture.

Moreover, the painters and musicians have already regarded Zhou Xuan as the key to solving the case. In just one day and night, Zhou Xuan first killed the Willow God, then cracked the evil god "Time"'s scheme to steal the sky and change the day, and then found the pollution of "hunger" to Mingjiang Zulong.
After a series of works, painters and musicians have become extremely impressed by his ability to solve secrets and track down murders.

"We still need to verify and deduce the consequences of the pollution. As for how much of the Zulong has been polluted, the musician and I don't have the ability to verify it. We have to rely on the help of the Dragon Seeker."

The painter looked at Yun Ziliang.

Yun Ziliang shook his head and said, "Don't look at me. The Zulong has been polluted. This has not happened in Jing Country for many years. We don't have enough experience."

There has never been a similar incident in Jing Country. After all, the Zulong itself is very powerful and will clear away small pollution by itself.
"In the past, there were only one or two evil people who used the Dragon Locking Method to absorb the Ancestral Dragon's Qi to practice. However, the Ancestral Dragon's Qi is so powerful that it will only absorb a little bit of the Dragon Qi. It won't take long for them to use the terrain and rivers to restore their Qi. It's not a big deal.
But what "Hunger" did this time was too bizarre. It was the offspring of a god, and it used its own strength to first open the dragon's eyes, then nail the dragon's tail, and finally sacrifice itself, using its own life to pollute the ancestor dragon.
I have never seen such a weird handwriting."

After hearing what Yun Ziliang said, the painters and musicians lost their confidence.

Finally, the painter sighed and said, "Zulong has been polluted. This is a big deal. I will contact all the state governments overnight and ask for their support."

There are nine prefectures in Jing State, and each prefecture has its own gods. The gods divide Jing State.

In addition, the gods themselves did not get along well with each other, so it was not easy for the states to request support from each other.

But whether it is easy or not can be divided into two aspects.

Zulong has been polluted, which has shaken the foundation of Mingjiang Prefecture. The matter is too dangerous and involves too many people. Generally, the provincial government will come to help.

As for which state government can be invited, it depends on the painter's ability.

"The matter of Zulong being polluted is too big for me to intervene, but I can help you hunt down the evil god and his master."

Zhou Xuan said, "I have already explained the action plan for hunting them down. Dig deep underground to find Mo Tingsheng, the leader of the kidnappers. Once we find Mo Tingsheng, we can find the well lamp, and then follow the clues to find the evil god behind it."

"Mo Tingsheng, in the next two days, the Bone Elder, the City God, and the Witch will jointly hunt him down and make sure to find him and give an account to the young master."

The painter is now extremely worried and has lost his former composure. The more so, the more he needs a life-saving straw. Zhou Xuan is this life-saving straw.

"I don't need to explain. I just need the brain from the Blood Well. When you arrest Mo Tingsheng, don't forget to send the brain to my store."

"Don't worry. One of the two blood-well human brains will be delivered today. I will negotiate with Huang Yuan Prefecture for the other one, and it will be delivered to the young master's store soon."

"Okay, let's go today."

After Zhou Xuan finished speaking, he parted ways with Gu Lao and Cheng Huang's men.

Finding out how much of the Zulong statue has been polluted, what the consequences of the pollution are, and whether it is possible to eliminate the pollution are not his concerns. The painter has to ask "experts" from other states to come for a consultation.

As for hunting down the master of the evil god, we have to wait until the kidnapper Mo Tingsheng is caught.

Now all Zhou Xuan can do is go back to the store and rest.

……

"The evil god master is very clever in using the offspring of gods to pollute the Ancestral Dragon. Moreover, they have actually achieved some success."

In the car, Yun Ziliang crossed his legs and preached with a serious face.

"Lao Yun, if you were at your peak, would you want to find a way to pollute the Ancestral Dragon?"

Driving was boring anyway, so Zhou Xuan asked Yun Ziliang sharply, trying to find a change of topic.

"I can't do it." Yun Ziliang said firmly: "First of all, I can't give birth to a god's offspring."

The descendants of gods have a gift - physical dreams.

Physical dreams are a natural source of spiritual pollution.
Precisely because he is suitable for pollution, he is used by the evil god to pollute the Ancestral Dragon.

Without the offspring of gods, there is no way to pollute the Ancestral Dragon.

"I suddenly had an idea."

Since we are talking about "descendants of gods", Zhou Xuan thought that the evil god master had several evil gods in his hands, but the exact number was unclear.
But could "Hunger" be the evil species spawned by the crossbreeding of these evil gods?
"hiss."

Yun Ziliang couldn't help but take a deep breath and said, "You mean, those evil gods have been producing offspring for two hundred years, so Hungry has brothers and sisters?"

"These evil gods don't look like evil gods at all. They are just 'machines that make offspring of gods'."

The descendants of gods are the offspring of four categories: gods, aliens, evil gods, and great Buddhas.
"The atmosphere in Mingjiang Prefecture is so filthy. Not only are there so many evil spirits, but they are also giving birth to bastards. Not only do they kill people indiscriminately, but they also dig into the land of the prefecture."

After Zhou Xuan sighed, he asked Yun Ziliang: "By the way, Old Yun, how do you think these evil gods came to Mingjiang Mansion?"

"I don't know about that, but when I was looking for dragons three hundred years ago, Mingjiang Prefecture was generally recognized as the prefecture least likely to be the home of the evil god."

Yun Ziliang's serious answer almost made Zhou Xuan laugh out loud.

In just a few days, three evil gods appeared in Mingjiang Prefecture one after another. The origin of the master behind the evil gods is still unknown. Even so, this is the prefecture where the evil gods are least likely to descend?

"Really! Don't forget that Mingjiang Prefecture has two ancestral trees, the Peach Blossom Tree and the Ginkgo Tree. These two trees suppress the prefecture. Which evil god dares to descend?"

"What happened three hundred years ago? The two ancestral trees of Mingjiang Prefecture disappeared, the evil gods began to descend, the Tattoo Ancient Clan carried out their big plan, cultivated the Hundred Ghosts, and planned to crucify the five great Nuos..."

Zhou Xuan couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

……

When they returned to the store, it was already ten o'clock in the morning. Zhao Wuya, Zhou Xuan, and Yun Ziliang were in Cui Jie's store, each eating a bowl of pork belly noodles.

The scene on Dongshi Street was still as peaceful as usual.
Cui Jie brought a basket of steamed buns and placed it in front of Zhou Xuan, saying, "Brother Zhou, Dongshi Street has been very busy these past two days."

"What's new?"

Zhou Xuan took a bun, took a bite, and asked Sister Cui, who was smiling.

Cui Jie pointed to the west and said, "Isn't there a waste pond over West Street? The government sent engineers to survey everywhere and said they wanted to turn the pond into a park. They sounded so nice.

They said this was to improve the spiritual construction of Dongshi Street.
The garbage dump at the east end of the street has also been cleared and converted into a school. They say it will make it easier for the children of Dongshi Street to go to school and improve the quality of education.

Shan De Charity Foundation also arrived, saying that people in Dongshi Street deal with the dead all year round and have occupational mental illnesses. They set up a tent at the street corner and wanted to provide subsidies and benefits to people in Dongshi Street.
You can get oil, rice, and noodles from any of the merchants on Dongshi Street. I got up early today and got two bags of rice and a box of eggs.
There are new changes in this street every day, and it’s hard to keep up with them all. It’s all thanks to you.”

"That was done by the Mingjiang government office. It has nothing to do with me."

Having said that, Zhou Xuan knew in his heart that in the nine prefectures of Jing State, divine authority was supreme, and the government offices managed ordinary people, but the leader of Mingjiang Prefecture was the Gu Lao Hui.

The government office was under the jurisdiction of the Gu Lao Society, and he had such a close relationship with the Gu Lao that when people from the government office heard the news, they came rushing to offer benefits.

The first thing was for the government to invest money and manpower to renovate Dongshi Street in order to make a good impression on Zhou Xuan.

If one person succeeds, the whole street will prosper.

"Others may not know, but don't I?" Cui Jie said frankly, "Dongshi Street used to be a street of funerals, and it was considered unlucky everywhere. How could the government think of us when there was something good going on?

To put it bluntly, Brother Zhou, you are now powerful, and the people in the government office are helping us build schools and parks in Dongshi Street and provide welfare for your sake."

Zhou Xuan did not continue the topic, but asked Sister Cui: "Where is Muhua?"

"There's a school being built in the east. The workers are shoveling here and there, making it very lively. Muhua and Fuzi would run there whenever they had nothing to do, watching the fun and drawing at the same time."

"That's good. This is how life should be. When there is hope, people will be motivated."

Zhou Xuan stood up and paid the bill. On the way back to the store, he raised his head slightly to look at the dimming divine fire in the sky and murmured, "Is there really hope for Mingjiang Mansion?"

……

Different from the peaceful situation in Dongshi Street, the three major gangs in Mingjiang Prefecture launched a cleansing operation.

The hall master conducted a strict investigation from top to bottom, and most of the disciples who had secret dealings with the kidnappers were caught.

But the purpose this time is not to punish the disciples for colluding with the kidnappers, but to use the clues from these disciples to further uncover the kidnappers' extremely hidden black market for human cargo in Mingjiang Mansion.

In order to force clues about the kidnapping black market at a "swift and resolute" speed, bloodshed is bound to occur.

In one day, Qingfeng personally executed the three incense masters of the City God Hall alone.

Of the twelve incense masters, a quarter were killed, causing everyone in the City God Hall to feel insecure.
Then the night watchman Zhang Yifeng spread the word that Lord Qingfeng would only arrest the person in charge of the kidnapper's gang, and if anyone could provide valuable clues about the kidnappers, he would be given a lighter sentence.

One sings white, the other sings red.
The disciples of the City God Hall went to reveal clues about the kidnapper. They were sensitive and realized that this time, unlike the previous "strict investigation" by the Monument King and the Temple Master, they would just arrest a few disciples as examples.
This time, Qingfeng’s investigation was very thorough.

In the past, the temple that was most deeply infiltrated and corrupted by kidnappers was the City God.

The one who has the most information about kidnappers is the City God.

There were more than a dozen black markets for human cargo being kidnapped, and Qingfeng and his men cleared out seven of them in succession.

Looking at the human bones, flesh, internal organs, eyes, and ears displayed in glass cabinets in the black market,

Qing Feng cried out in his heart: "Wouldn't it be better if you let me be the abbot earlier? Why didn't you let me be the abbot?
If I had been made the abbot earlier, why would the City God be in such a state? How could the disciples I trained with iron-blooded methods become accomplices of the kidnapper and cause such evil consequences? "

……

The City God, the witch, and the old man are working together to fight against the kidnappers and capture Mo Tingsheng, but the painter is not in Mingjiang Mansion.

He tore through space and arrived at Qiansha Water Fort in Huangyuan Prefecture.

The water fort is the headquarters of the "boatman" sect.

Behind the boatman is the sky ghost "Kugui".
"Kugui" is extremely powerful among the twenty-four gods in the sky, and all the disciples in his hall rely on water for their livelihood.

There are a lot of people who make a living by water, so the number of disciples in the "Boatman" sect is very large.
The more disciples there are, the more popular the incense will be.

Therefore, the "boatman" is very powerful in Huangyuan Prefecture.

In Qiansha Water Village, the boatman's boss usually does not show up, and the one in charge is the second in command - Lady Red Coffin.

In the wooden hall of the water fortress by the river, the lady in the red coffin was boiling a pot of warm wine and occasionally eating two pieces of refreshing sashimi. When she saw the painter enter the room, she pushed the wine glass over and wanted to drink with him.

"Coffin Lady, I don't come to you for no reason. I'm here to ask you for a favor."

"Lao Hua, you Mingjiang people are all educated people. What educated people can't do, can we boat people do it?"

The coffin lady took the chopsticks and pushed the plate of raw fish in front of the painter: "Eat a few bites. The weather in Huangyuan Prefecture is dry. Eat some icy raw fish to moisten your throat."

"I need to eat the fish, and I need you to do the work."

The painter said, "There are mainly two things. The first one, you can definitely do it. Give me the human brain from the blood well in your hall."

"You are talking nonsense about the first thing! Why should I give you the blood well and human brain? Just because you, Mingjiang Mansion, have lit the fire of the gods?"

"Look, you're anxious again." The painter said with a smile, "You've been searching for the river god for so many years, using blood and human brains, but you still haven't found him. It's useless to keep it in your hands, so why not give it to Mingjiang Mansion... At worst, when the fire of the gods is strong in the future, I can help you find the river god."

The painter was sincere, but the coffin lady didn't buy his words and cursed back: "You intellectuals talk like farts. When you are begging for help, you speak in a flowery way, and your bones come back to life. But when you are done, you are eloquent and refuse to admit it..."

"Bah! How can you frame a good person out of thin air?" The painter couldn't help but blush.

"Whether it's a false accusation or not, you know it in your heart, but since you're here today, I can't let you go back empty-handed. After all, you can't be blamed for what happened back then.

The boatman and Gu Lao are close friends. I can give you the blood well and human brains, but we are short of talented people in the water fort recently, so I want to ask you for someone."

"Who do you want?" asked the painter.

"It's the young master from Mingjiang. I heard he's the new abbot. Transfer him to our water fort. I'll give him the blood well and human brain."

painter:"……"

He never expected that Lady Red Coffin was so well-informed and knew the young master's name so quickly.

"There are also boatmen in Mingjiang Prefecture." Lady Red Coffin sneered and said, "There are disciples of our boatmen in every place where people cross the river in Jing Country. They are well-informed about the news."

The coffin lady stood up, smoothed the wrinkles on her red skirt, held up the wine glass, and said, "I heard that this young gentleman killed the king of the border crossing in your Mingjiang Prefecture with less than three sticks of incense.
Then we will make a hunting plan, and together with you and Gu Ling, we will capture the Painful Scholar and the Master at lightning speed.

It seems that the ignition of your divine fire is inextricably linked to him. We are in great need of such talents in the water fortress."

"Then your news is a little late. The young master did not take the position of abbot. He refused."

"Refused? He doesn't want the position of City God Hall Master?" Lady Red Coffin was a little surprised.

How many disciples have endured their entire lives just to become a master of an incense. Zhou Xuan had the opportunity to become a hall master when he was in his early twenties, but he rejected it so easily.

"Young Master is not a fish in a pond. If you can persuade him to come to the water fort, that is your own ability. You asked me to mobilize him, but I can't."

The painter and Lady Red Coffin had talked to this point, so he stopped hiding anything and said, "The Blood Well Human Brain is what the young master specifically requested, and he is more powerful than you think."

"how to say?"

"You must have known about the recent incident of 'hungry cannibalism' in Mingjiang Prefecture."

"Of course I know. One of the boatmen had a disciple who was starved to death in Mingjiang Prefecture. It was the boatman in the hall who took care of his funeral."

"Hunger had been causing trouble for many days, and we had no clue. Finally, the young master collected information and marked the places where Hunger committed crimes on the map. We figured out Hunger's purpose - it teamed up with the evil god and intended to pollute the Ancestral Dragon's Tail of our Mingjiang Prefecture."

Since the Lady in the Red Coffin was very interested in Zhou Xuan, the painter took advantage of the "young master's" magical power to bring out the second thing he asked the Lady in the Red Coffin to do.
"The evil god "Time" among the hungry accomplices is well aware of the laws of time..."

"How does that evil god compare to your laws?" asked the Lady in the Red Coffin.

"In front of his rules, I am like a naive child, the gap is too big." The painter said: "The young master used the law of dreams to see through the scheme set up by "Time" with the law of time, and successfully found hunger..."

When Lady Red Coffin heard this, she sipped her warm wine and became somewhat fascinated. She said, "I am even more interested in this young master. With just two sticks of incense, he was able to accomplish so many things. This is beyond my normal understanding."

The painter nodded, agreeing with the words of the coffin lady, and continued: "After the young master found the hunger, he helped our Bone Elders Association to solve the mystery of the Zulong's weakness for two hundred years. There is a group of evil gods who use the descendants of gods to pollute our Mingjiang Zulong.

The second thing I want to ask you is this. I hope that you boatmen can help us deduce how much pollution has been done on the Zulong River in Mingjiang and what the consequences of the pollution are.
Of course, it would be best if we could deduce a method to remove the pollution from Zulong’s body.”

The painter had already explained his plan, and Lady Red Coffin stopped making sarcastic remarks and gave her proposal.

"I can give the brain from the Blood Well to you, young master, but I can't use your hands to do it... It's not right for me to give you the brain from Huangyuan Prefecture as a favor.
I personally escorted the brain to Mingjiang Prefecture and handed it over to him."

The painter nodded in agreement.

He even knew what Lady Red Coffin was planning, which was to go to Mingjiang Mansion in person and persuade Zhou Xuan to join Qiansha Water Village.
This is like competing with Mingjiang Prefecture for talent - well... it can't be considered competing... For a genius like Zhou Xuan, it is not the prefecture that decides whether he stays or goes, but depends entirely on himself.

"Okay, Mingjiang Mansion is waiting for you at any time."

"As for the second thing, there are not many people from the Boatman's Hall who can go to Mingjiang Mansion. I will go alone, and I will work with you to deduce the dragon disaster in Mingjiang Mansion.

This is my proposal. It all depends on whether you accept it or not.”

Lady Red Coffin placed the wine glass on her knees and listened quietly to the painter's response.

The painter was also feeling bitter. According to Lady Red Coffin, the boatman's group was unwilling to intervene in the dragon disaster in Mingjiang Prefecture.

The dragon disaster was too great, and the disciples from other provincial halls were unwilling to sacrifice in vain.

Even though Lady Red Coffin went to Mingjiang alone, she still gave the young master some consideration.

A glimpse of the whole picture reveals the whole picture.
The Red Coffin Lady, the boatman and the Bone Elder had a deep friendship and were unwilling to help. It was even more difficult to find help from other states.
Although it is painful in my heart, the arrival of the Lady with Red Coffin is a good result. When it comes to deducing the matter of dragon disaster, having one more helper is a benefit.

"Thank you for your help, Coffin Lady. I, Old Hua, am grateful. When you enter Mingjiang Mansion, whether the dragon disaster is quelled or not, I am willing to share my understanding of the laws of space with you."

"That's great! Just one glass of wine and the matter is settled." Lady Red Coffin raised the glass of wine.

After drinking it all, the painter tore the space apart again to get help.

The lady in the red coffin looked in the direction where the painter disappeared and said, "I'm afraid Mingjiang Mansion is doomed. The two ancestral trees are gone, and now even the ancestral dragon is about to be polluted. Alas, the family business left by our ancestors is almost ruined.
If I were Lao Hua, I wouldn't be running around so hard. It's a mess, and it's harder to clean it up than to climb to the sky.
I'd better think carefully about how to use my eloquence to bring the young master under the command of the Water Stronghold..."

……

Dongshi Street, Zhou's Cleaning Shop,

When Zhou Xuan woke up again, it was already seven o'clock in the evening. Fuzi had prepared a table of dishes.
Zhou Xuan, Zhao Wuya and Yun Ziliang all ate happily, except for the fifth senior brother Lu Mingkun, who ate without any appetite and could not concentrate.

"Fifth Brother, you haven't found your life goal yet?"

Zhou Xuan asked Lu Mingkun.

"No."

After Lu Mingkun succeeded in his revenge, his spirit was scattered. He was not very happy with the business of cleaning instruments. He didn't like shopping. He didn't have that habit.

"How about you and Lao Yun go to the Metropolis tonight? I'll call Gu Ling and ask her to send a driver over."

"I'm not very interested, little brother. You have too much to do. Don't worry about me. I'll try my best to adjust."

After Lu Mingkun finished his meal, he said goodbye to the people in the store and went out for a walk to relax.

"This kid Lao Wu wanted to take revenge, but he broke his mentality."

Although Lao Yun was sarcastic, he actually understood Lv Mingkun's feelings. He was also a man who lived for revenge.

For three hundred years, he had been thinking about the revenge for the genocide at Canglong Mountain all the time. If his revenge was taken, he would probably become idle like Lu Mingkun.

"Lao Yun, you guys eat first. I'm going to go to Lao Huazhai." Zhou Xuan put the bowl in the kitchen and walked out.

"Why go to the old painting studio?"

"The Scholar of Pain and the Master of the Temple will be killed. Don't let them occupy my space."

Zhou Xuan muttered.

The great scholar who cuts off the pain is one of them,

"After the incense has burned through the first six inches, and now it's more than seven inches, I can learn the tattoo pattern for the seventh layer of incense."

After Zhou Xuan killed the two, he entered the Totem Hall, learned the seventh level of tattooing, and then went down the blood well for the second time, returning to Mingjiang Mansion three hundred years ago...

(End of this chapter)