The world of Taoism

Chapter 145 The Fox-Mask Man and the Filmmaker

When the lanterns come on, the east wind puts flowers and thousands of trees at night.

The treetops are covered with colorful lanterns, and the east wind blows, and the fallen leaves are colorful.

Pedestrians were all dressed in fancy clothes, including ladies who usually did not leave the gate, all of them held round fans and spoke softly, attracting others to stop.

Street cars come and go, and there are many foreign barbarians leading horses.

Although the state of Qi banned the sea, it did not prohibit trade

Yangzhou has the largest port in the world. Envoys from all nations enter the Central Plains from here, and foreign merchants engage in trade here.

Now the Chinese Valentine's Day, this group of barbarians from faraway lands feel the prosperity of the prosperous age.

Outside the carriage, there was a burst of noise.

Gangnam County at night is more prosperous than during the day.

Countless bright peonies bloom in the sky above, illuminating the night like day.

Horse-drawn carriages pass through busy streets.

"what!"

Suddenly, screams came from a remote alley.

"Huh?" Zhou Xuan turned his head and looked at the place where the screams came from.

Then the figure flashed and disappeared.

There seemed to be demons and ghosts making trouble, so Zhou Xuan went to check it out.

"Wait for me!" He Yingning said, and then asked Zhou Yi to turn the carriage around and follow Zhou Xuan.

Zhou Xuan's figure jumped continuously on the wall.

The further you go inside, the fewer people there are, and the alley is dark.

This place is equivalent to a slum, inhabited by a large number of unemployed vagrants, or coolies, and some handicraftsmen.

These people themselves are not very rich, and the excrement and waste from wealthy families in Jiangnan County are usually transported here for special people to deal with, so the streets are very messy.

Zhou Xuan's feet felt sticky when he stepped on the ground, the soles of his feet were covered with a layer of black mud, and there were even excrement and urine dumped everywhere on both sides of the road.

"Here?" Zhou Xuan looked ahead, and in front of him was a dilapidated earthen house with green vines covering the walls, and faint candlelight flowing from the crack in the door.

A faint smell of blood came from it.

Zhou Xuan slowed down, walked quietly to the courtyard wall, and then jumped into the house.

The scene in the room came into Zhou Xuan's eyes.

A woman fell to the ground, and another man hid under the table, shaking like chaff, with a puddle of water under his body, obviously frightened.

What is more noticeable is a figure standing in front of the man.

The figure is thin and small, wearing a white and red robe, with a slender waist tied with a green belt, and slender wrists, a bit like a woman.

This person was wearing a white fox-like mask, so he couldn't see his real face clearly.

The fox-masked man looked at Zhou Xuan when Zhou Xuan came in.

Looking directly at Zhou Xuan with icy eyes, he held a green long sword in his right hand, with a trace of blood on the blade.

The woman lying on the ground was obviously a pregnant woman with two wounds on her body, one on her stomach and the other on her neck.

The wound was small and not a trace of blood flowed out.

Whoa!

The fox-masked man moved, and Zhou Xuan drew out the spring rain.

boom!
The fox-masked man did not attack Zhou Xuan, but with a light tap of his toes, he broke through the roof and disappeared in place after a few jumps.

Zhou Xuan immediately chased after him. The fox-faced man should be the nearest serial killer, most likely a demon, or a cultivator.

The strength should be around the period of concentration. For these spirituality, Zhou Xuan felt that he could take risks.

Zhou Xuan jumped onto the roof, jumped several times in a row, and followed closely behind the fox-masked man.

Zhou Xuan didn't go after him with all his strength, so as not to be shot back, but hung far behind.

Suddenly, the fox-masked man in front stopped.

In the night sky, a white light flew towards Zhou Xuan's face from far to near.

Bang!

The sound of gold and iron clashing came, sparks flew everywhere, Chunyu was able to block this person's attack.

"So fast!" Zhou Xuan was surprised.

The first second was still a hundred meters away, and the next second the attack was directly in front of him.

This is no longer an ordinary sword technique, it should be a spell.

The fox-masked man was dressed in a fine attire, with a wide robe and long sleeves, but it didn't affect his movements in the slightest.

Stars flickered at several points in the cold night, and the light pointed to Zhou Xuan's head, heart, and cervical spine.

There was a strange scent, a bit like musk, which was unexpectedly pleasant, but not toxic.

The two fought for several rounds, and the opponent was very fast.

Although Zhou Xuan was able to deal with it, they were all passive, and the initiative was in the opponent's hands.

At this time, Zhou Xuan met a pair of cold eyes.

Lightning strike!

In the eyes of the fox-masked man, Zhou Xuan's eyes burst out with a burst of blue light.

The fox-faced man suddenly felt unconscious, his head was dizzy, and his moves stopped.

Take advantage of now!
Chin-mouse flew out of Zhou Xuan's cuff. Chin-mouse grows in the wind. Its hair is like gold, and it is very conspicuous in the dark night.

Chinchilla opened its mouth, and a water arrow shot out of it.

At the same time, an invisible wave swept through the back.

The fox-faced man who was struck by lightning didn't react in time, and was directly attacked abruptly.

The fox-masked man snorted, his figure turned into smoke, and then appeared on the other side, intact, not even his clothes were torn.

"Surrogate death technique?" Zhou Xuan asked in surprise.

Da da da…

The sound of the carriage galloping quickly came from below, as well as He Yingning's coquettish shout.

The fox-masked man glanced down, and then disappeared.

Zhou Xuan didn't chase after him.

After some fights, he roughly figured out the strength of the fox-faced man. This person's strength is equal to his own, and he also has the mysterious technique of substitute death.

Now it is not sure whether the opponent still has this kind of spell. Once a life-and-death struggle breaks out, even if Zhou Xuan wins the opponent, he will have to pay the price.

Thinking of this, Zhou Xuan jumped off the roof.

"Have you run away?" He Yingning asked.

"This person is very fast and has already run away."

"Do you want to continue chasing?"

"No, it has nothing to do with us, let's go back first."

Zhou Xuan felt that the other party didn't seem to want to entangle with him.

Zhou Xuan felt that the water was very deep tonight, so he simply went back and forgot.

The carriage drove all the way through the busy streets.

"it is good!!"

"Pretty!"

There was a burst of applause from the front, Zhou Xuan lifted the curtain, and a big platform was set up in front, and many people gathered around the big platform.

On the stage are eighteen strong men with bronze skin, each with a big drum in front of them.

The drums reached a climax, and at this time a man dressed strangely came up.

This person had an extremely wide forehead, a sunken nose, a face like a pie, and his hair tied into braids.

A group of people followed the man, and they put a white curtain on the stage.

The audience around whispered, this is the finale of tonight's show, a filmmaker named Lianzhai performs illusion.

"The black cloud is rising!" Lianzhai took out a palm-sized black pot, and a black mist floated out of it.

The black mist grows against the wind, turning into dark clouds and floating above the head.

Dark clouds drifted behind the white cloth, and the light reflected shadows on the screen.

Lianzhai flipped his palms and made various gestures.

With the change of gestures, the shadow on the curtain turns into a flying bird, and the flying bird flaps its wings, turning into a flock of flying birds.

Flocks of flying birds turned into a blooming flower.

Then there are ferocious beasts with teeth and five claws, or thousands of troops fighting.

Zhou Xuan looked like a black and white silent movie.

　Thank you for dreaming all day, the second deep blue, the master of stars, and the claws of greedy wolf for your big reward

　　
　
(End of this chapter)