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Chapter 50 The import dice finally succeeded
The old monk's voice was calm and kind, but after what happened before, even those present who didn't know him knew that he was not someone they could afford to offend. The box, which had just relaxed, fell silent again, and only the old monk continued:

"The one invited to catch the ghost was my disciple. He'd been a disciple for over ten years, and his magical powers were considered top-notch among the occult. But yesterday morning, while I was doing my morning prayers, I discovered his life lamp had gone out. I went to the rice shop to inquire about the cause, and then went to Xiangyang Village to check. Unexpectedly, the entire village was completely deserted. All the villagers had died in their sleep, with no signs of struggle before their death. Only my disciple's death was different: his throat was choked by sharp fangs, and his heart was pierced by sharp claws."

"Zombies?" Many people had this thought in their minds, and some even said it out loud unconsciously. The old monk nodded when he heard it, and the county magistrate took the opportunity to change the subject:
"After receiving the news, the county immediately dispatched personnel to handle the situation, but they didn't find any evil spirits or zombies that were causing harm. We had intended to alert the surrounding towns and villages, but unexpectedly, the county's talismans suddenly began to move unusually last night. This morning, we investigated and found that two people had indeed died from exhaustion. We suspect that the spirits and zombies have already arrived in the county, so we gathered everyone here to discuss this matter. As for Taoist Master Chen, he's also gone to track down the spirit."

The county magistrate's words were simple, but many people present gave him strange looks.

It is said to be a conversation, but in fact, it is a kind of distrust.

After all, among those present, whether they were martial artists or Taoist practitioners, there were less than a couple of them who had truly entered the Dao, except for the monks and priests around the county magistrate. Even if the rest knew some magic tricks and fists, they could only deal with weak wild ghosts and zombies. They were absolutely useless against ghosts that even Taoist wizards could kill.

So the reason was probably that the county magistrate suspected that the evil ghosts and zombies were raised by evil cultivators, so he called all the new and old cultivators in the city, or warriors who could use the power of qi and blood, probably to see if anyone had evil spirits.

But it seems that no flaw was found, otherwise smashing the cup on the spot as a signal could also reflect the county magistrate's great talent and strategy.

They saw through it but didn't say anything. Even though they were a little unhappy with the county magistrate's actions, no one present got angry. They just waited quietly for the county magistrate's long and boring nonsense to end.

Yeah, crap.

After all, no matter whether it is a zombie or a ghost, the method of dealing with it is fixed. The so-called discussion is nothing more than setting up defense lines, strengthening patrols, setting alarms, raising vigilance and so on. At most, those who are capable can prepare some talisman paper and holy water, or buy some glutinous rice, dog blood, cinnabar and the like.

Feng Xue looked over his shoulder and found that the county magistrate could not see directly from his position, so he simply lowered his head and took out a book to study it, just like when he read novels in class.

The county magistrate didn't notice it, but many people around him noticed it. However, as long as one was a cultivator and saw Feng Xue's "jewelry", he would know that this was not someone to be dealt with easily.

After all, even for those who have entered the Taoist realm of cultivation, they can only have one or two magical instruments at most. However, this person has at least a dozen magical instruments on his body. This kind of person either has a powerful sect that has left behind a large number of treasures; or he has many elders in the sect and is extremely favored by them, so each of them is given a magical instrument whenever he goes out; at the very least, he has a group of loyal warriors who are willing to risk their lives to maintain his magical instruments.

No matter which type of person they are, they are all ruthless characters whom you cannot afford to offend. As for killing people for treasures... let's not talk about whether the cause and effect are worth bearing. First of all, you have to make sure that after you kill someone, neither their master in the world of the living nor their ancestors in the underworld can find you.

Therefore, most of the Xuan cultivators turned their heads away after taking a quick look at Feng Xue at this moment. Some Wu cultivators did not bother to pay attention to the book with the Hua Family Martial Arts School logo in his hand. Only the owner of the Hua Family Martial Arts School who was not far from Feng Xue had extremely complicated thoughts. It was unclear whether he was curious about the specific identity of this young man, or was worried that the county magistrate would see him and make things difficult for him.

……

After a bunch of nonsense, Xuan Xiu and Wu Xiu went back to their homes, but the county magistrate stayed in the box.

After everyone had gone far away and he confirmed that no one was eavesdropping nearby, the county magistrate finally spoke:

"Masters, have you found anything?"

The priest hesitated for a moment and wanted to speak, but then he remembered that this place was not his hometown, so he shook his head and closed his mouth. The county magistrate turned to look at the old monk:
"Master Yijing?"

Hearing the county magistrate's name being called, the old monk could only sigh and shake his head.

"There are indeed a few people who raise spirit ghosts and living souls, but they have no evil spirits or blood energy, so they should have nothing to do with those evil ghosts and zombies."

"What about the man who entered the city yesterday?" the county magistrate asked again. Master Yijing thought for a moment, then shook his head.

"That young man has an extraordinary background. I can't tell his master, but with his cultivation level, even with the help of evil spirits and zombies, he is no match for Zhixin." "Well, let's hope that Taoist Chen can make some gains." The county magistrate could only shake his head after hearing Master Yijing's affirmation. The priest in the clergy robe finally couldn't help but speak:

"In my opinion, we should sprinkle holy water all over the city. If there is any evil spirit, it will be discovered."

"No!" Master Yijing said immediately:

"The Nestorian holy water is too intense. This county is plagued by ghost messengers and demon soldiers, and privately by spirit ghosts and imaginary gods. If what you say is true, the city will be in chaos before we even find the evil spirit."

The pastor suppressed his anger and thought to himself that if these ghosts were in my country, they would have been thrown into hell long ago. How could they be allowed to steal the miracles that belonged to God in the world?

But he also understood that as an outsider, he could not arouse public anger, and if the county magistrate did not agree, he could not force his way through.

Little did he know that the county magistrate disagreed not because of the ghost issue, but simply because he couldn't afford the money.

The grace of Nestorianism was obtained through prayer, and since it was prayed for, there was naturally a price to pay. If it was just a house or a street, he would have gritted his teeth and paid for it. At most, he would have asked the gentry for donations, but for the entire city...even if he collected taxes for eighty years, he still wouldn't be able to come up with the money!
……

Regardless of how the county magistrate was struggling, Feng Xue had finally returned home at this time and was trying to stretch his muscles according to the postures in "Body Building".

In fact, there is also a section on physical training in "The Secret Book of Yi Zhuang", but because Feng Xue's energy is already overflowing when he refines it, and he has been traveling or practicing magic during the past few days of traveling, he has not had the time. Now that he plans to practice both magic and martial arts, he naturally has to practice.

Dynamic stance requires the foundation of static stance, and static stance requires abundant Qi and blood. Feng Xue planned to follow the general outline and start practicing from the techniques of body building and essence cultivation.

but……

"You look like a human to me!"

Liu Yunxi, who had long been accustomed to it, landed smoothly, and Feng Xue's order came immediately:
"Go make some hard dishes."

"Huh?" Liu Yunxi was stunned when she heard that. She turned her head to glance at the wall clock and asked in confusion, "It's only three o'clock now?"

"Just go if I tell you to!" Feng Xue rolled his eyes, then pulled out a jade token with the word "eat" engraved on it from his pocket and said with a smile:
"To cultivate both magic and martial arts, it's natural to overtake others!"

(The prototype of Mo Ming is my wife Xi Bao. Although I really want to touch one myself with AI, my stupid [beep——] AI can’t control the ink-and-wash style. The pictures on the Internet are infringing and deleted.)
　You see the protagonist practicing all the way, but you don’t know that he has already jumped four or five induction nodes...

　　When Taoist Qian came back, he heard from his master that his two prodigal sons had sold their martial arts skills. He wanted to find someone to explain the taboos, but he couldn't find anyone. By the way, he missed the zombie line on Taoist Qian's side.

　　When you buy a ghost spirit and meet the Pier Gang, it will fall off directly.

　　We looked for three places to rest along the railway and chose the only village where we could spend the night safely.

　　Fortunately, I passed this time. I was worried that this guy would keep failing to import, causing a long line of bosses in this world to follow him and form a boss group (laughs)...

　　P.S.: I discovered a problem when I was buying pillows for the New Year. Tutu is ranked first on the vanilla list, but there are no good-looking pillow pictures...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)