What kind of Journey to the West is this?

Jiang Banxia easily picked up the black cat and asked, "Where are the three souls and seven spirits in the corpse?"

"Release it."

"Oh oh... released? You thought you were releasing fish!"

It took Jiang Banxia a while to react.

The black cat flapped its wings a few times and said desperately, "She asked me to let her go. She had almost fainted. But she begged me in her dream, saying that she wanted to see and spend more time with her little granddaughter. So I pulled her soul out and entered her body to help accompany the little girl for a few days."

"When the dead person came, her soul had just dissipated."

Jiang Banxia and Yanxia were both stunned.

I didn’t expect there would be such a heartwarming story.

But Jiang Banxia still sneered, "You monster, you talk nicely, but you're still greedy for profit. Just now, when your friends were about to die, you were the first to run away. Tsk tsk tsk tsk..."

The black cat said angrily, "I'm not familiar with this vixen!"

"Haha. Not familiar with it. I saw you sneaking through the window of Danxiangfang at night, just like you're used to it." Jiang Banxia grabbed the black cat, looked at it twice, and pointed at it. "You're a bad cat, hanging out in and out of brothels."

Snow Lion nodded and said, "I am a good cat."

Jiang Banxia brought the cat to Yanxia, and Yanxia quickly said that the child was grown up, so she shouldn't show it all to her.

The Plague God snorted twice, "You bad cat, aren't you afraid of causing trouble?"

In the past two days, Jiang Banxia has read a lot of storybooks in Qing'anju, such as the love stories between humans and snakes, humans and ghosts. She exclaimed that it was amazing and she didn't expect that the Tang Dynasty was so open-minded.

Feiyun glanced at the black cat and reminded him, "It's a castrated one."

Everyone gathered around to look at the black cat.

The black cat flapped its wings a few times, only to feel the needles on its back. It kicked its hind legs a few times, but its fate was firmly grasped by Jiang Banxia's neck.

Under the unanimous gaze, the black cat felt unprecedented panic and fear.

I felt powerless, as if I had been stripped of my clothes and thrown into the street.

"Ahem!" Yan Xia broke the silence and set the tone for the matter:

"Although you didn't intend to do evil, you did indeed pluck out the soul of the old lady from the Li family. You can escape the death penalty, but you can't escape the punishment of life. Help us find the ancient Chu wizard."

Feiyun said, "No need. I have already invited them. They are waiting in the pavilion in the front garden. Many sisters are waiting on them."

The black cat was stunned and looked at Feiyun with confusion.

Feiyun picked up a handkerchief and wiped the blood off his neck, then lowered his head and said, "Didn't I tell you that only when you give can you gain?"

Jiang Banxia couldn't help but complain: "Didn't you say that a scholar has a hundred virtues, but virtue is the most important?"

"He who knows the current situation is a hero. Naturally, we must prepare for both situations."

....................

Danxiang Garden, a private room somewhere.

Two enchanting women, clad only in gauze, leaned on his shoulders, their breath as fragrant as orchid.

"Sir, why don't you even take off your mask? Could it be that I..."

The priest, wearing a bronze mask, clutched his staff tightly and warned, "I smell your body odor."

The two fox girls' flattering faces were frozen.

If Feiyunfangzhu hadn't reminded them to serve the wizard well, they would have definitely been sullen.

The men who come here on weekdays would have their bones softened after a few touches, so who would dare to talk to the girls in Danxiangyuan like this?

The priest asked with a hint of impatience in his voice, "Where is your abbey master? Why hasn't he come to see me yet?"

"Sir, the abbot must be busy right now. Why don't we serve you first..."

"roll."

The priest suddenly raised his scepter, and although his face was covered with a mask, he looked towards the east very alertly.

There is a freshness in the air that definitely does not belong here.

He pushed away the two fox girls hanging on him, took a step forward, and cursed:

"What a disaster!"

Donghuang Suddenly Receives Jade Talisman: Chapter 192 [Thunderbolt Methods Required]

Hey!

Shoes stepped on the wooden board.

Holding the scepter tightly, the priest pushed the door open and walked out, cold sweat oozing from his back.

The bronze mace was pressed against his forehead. If it weren't for the bronze mask blocking it, the mace would have penetrated into his brain.

An Yanxia looked at the priest holding the scepter and said with a smile, "It seems I came at the wrong time."

"You guys tricked me."

The priest said with a hint of anger in his voice, "Let me go."

Yan Xia looked at the priest's robe with flying phoenixes and raised the corner of her mouth. "Wow, what a temper. Cloud robe with red phoenixes and deep purple patterns on it. A priest from the ancient Chu State? I'm so lucky to have met someone from my hometown."

"An Ba Zui! I don't know you well."

"Why aren't you familiar with them? They all work under the Great Heavenly Venerable." Yan Xia smiled and turned the copper mace, drilling a small hole in the mask.

"Since you work under Taiyi God, you know we have nothing to do with him. Today, I am not following his orders, nor will I obey his orders. An Bazui, you have no grudge against us, so why add another opponent? Wouldn't it be better to focus on dealing with those demons in Xiaoliang?"

Only then did Yan Xia realize that this priest was not in the same group as Xiao Liang's ghost—of course, it was also possible that they had temporarily separated. She asked, "What's going on with Chi Pan?"

The priest said: "****."

Not far away, Jiang Banxia and Feiyun arrived late, but were surrounded by a few playboys with smiles on their faces. Jiang Banxia was not good at fighting and wanted to vaccinate them one by one, so he had to let Feiyun Fangzhu deal with it.

The vixen took a few glances, and the playboys fell asleep as if they had drunk some sleep-inducing black tea.

On this side, Yan Xia refused to give in and said coldly, "Don't play dumb here. You planted the jade talisman in Chi Pan, didn't you? Tell me where you got it from, and I'll consider letting you go."

The priest suddenly laughed. "No wonder...it turns out that the jade talisman was taken away by you, An Ba Zui. So, An Ba Zui, you were cultivated by us. Considering our hard work in cultivating you, how about letting me leave?"

"You admit it. Well, then let's see for ourselves."

As soon as An Yanxia finished speaking, the corner of her clothes was blown up by the strong wind.

With a snap, the tiger bone staff broke through the air and hit Yan Xia's head.

Yanxia raised her right arm, shaking the staff like a copper hammer. With a bang, it struck the doorframe, sending a shower of sawdust. The staff was made of polished and spliced tiger bone, yet it was incredibly sturdy, showing no sign of wear. Yanxia's arm was numb from the shock, but she didn't stop. With a flick of her wrist, she retracted the bronze mace and struck, aiming for the priest's scapula.

The priest's figure was light, and he dodged in a flash, but he loosened his staff and punched An Yanxia's left rib. Yanxia stopped the bronze mace and dodged half a step. The priest stepped forward again, his five fingers directly grasping An Yanxia's twelve-story tower.

The bronze mace fell suddenly, and the huge force frightened the priest so much that he withdrew his hand and dodged to the side, but An Yanxia dragged the bronze mace to change direction, twisted her body and waved her hand, and turned her elbow into the priest's chest.

With a bang, the priest was knocked back several steps. He grabbed the door frame with his hands, supported himself with his heels, and tried to take action.

Yanxia raised her bronze mace, refusing to yield, and was about to strike the priest in the face with a Qin King Whip Stone. The priest's face changed, and he withdrew and flew away.

"White tiger bone, wolf-head staff. The priests of the ancient Chu State are colluding with the shaman heretics. I wonder if the people of Jiangdong will recognize your new master." An Yanxia raised her hand, and the bronze mace dissipated in a puff of white mist. She snorted, "How shameful."

The priest knew he was not in an advantageous position, so he slowly stood up and said in a muffled voice, "We are all just trying to make a living."

Yan Xia laughed and said, "So you've lived long enough to feast on blood? That's really retro!"

Over there, Feiyun saw them finish their fight and interrupted, "We in Danxiangyuan are not fighting..."

They both said at the same time: "Shut up!"

Feiyun: “%…&*”

Seeing they refused to accept her toast, the vixen slunk away in disgrace. Jiang Banxia patted her shoulder, completely giving up. She was the Plague Disperser, incapable of fighting. Going over would only make matters worse, so it was better to just watch the show from the sidelines.

The priest snorted coldly and looked at An Yanxia again, "An Bazui, are you really not willing to give me a chance to live?"

Yanxia yawned, "If we don't share the same ideals, we can't work together."

With a bang, two pits were created in the wooden floor under the priest's feet, and broken wooden boards flew out and hit An Yanxia in the face.

Yanxia stood firm on her feet, and with a flick of her toes, she pecked the wooden board into pieces like a bird soaring into the clouds, and rushed towards the waist of the priest.

Visible ripples rippled around the priest, and he kicked to dispel Yanxia's pecks. The tattoo on his hand channeled magical power, and blood emanated from his pores, transforming into a bloody mist. Dispelling the attack, he took a step forward, his elbow dropping like a spear or a hammer. An Yanxia retreated, raising her hand to block the falling arm like a heavy hammer. She grabbed the empty cudgel, stepped forward, bent her knees, and punched him in the face.

The priest was unable to pull himself away and was hit hard on the face. The bronze mask fell off with a dull thud, revealing his true face.

Seeing her face, Yan Xia even forgot the pain in her hand and said in surprise, "It turned out to be you!"

At the beginning, Yanxia caught a strong man who made a living in the sea. The man told her that a monk had come to the city and even sketched his face.

The face beneath the mask is 70% similar to the portrait.

Yan Xia was stunned for a moment, but the priest grabbed the empty cauldron and advanced instead of retreating, his claws darting straight for An Yan Xia's throat. If he hit, the outcome would change.

It happened in a split second. If the claw had gone in another three inches, blood would have gushed out.

"Taoist, what are you daydreaming about!?"

A hand suddenly grabbed the priest's arm.

Xue Shier showed up and tried to take the priest down, but the moment she grabbed his arm, her expression changed slightly.

The priest's body suddenly became ethereal and turned into a bubble.

Yan Xia was not in a hurry. She went to the side to pick up the mask and said, "That was an illusion. The real body ran away when the mask fell off. Otherwise, would I watch him kill me?"

Xue Shi'er wondered, "How come everyone knows illusion?"

good question!

Yanxia also possesses a few tricks of the trade. They are easy to use and frequently employed, from saving lives in battle to street acrobatics. Illusion is considered an optional and compulsory subject.

Jiang Banxia arrived late, cracking melon seeds, and the shells fell to the ground with a crunch.

The birdman was very sloppy, even refusing to pick up the sunflower seed shells that were thrown on the ground. Instead, he asked, "Now that the priests have finished beating us, can we call it a day and have a celebration feast?"

Yan Xia rolled her eyes, weighed the mask, and said, "The celebration banquet will eat you up."

Jiang Banxia swallowed and said, "Then let's continue chasing."

Yan Xia said, "We need to use drastic measures to prevent them from escaping again, Xue Shi'er."

"I'm here."

"Please tell me the direction, no need to lead the way."

Xue Shier nodded, smelled the scent, dipped his finger in saliva, drew a small square grid on the wall, and tapped it lightly.

That is the location of Baitoufang.

Yan Xia nodded, found a private room to sit down, and summoned the bronze mace.

The male and female maces flew out, and when they gently stroked the nine edges of the bronze mace, a thunderous sound was heard.

Clang!

A red meteor flew out of the window, heading straight for Baitoufang. This time I will fly with my sword, and I will slay the dragon with my sword.

Donghuang Suddenly Receives Jade Talisman: Chapter 193 [Fire Blade Curse]

Cangzhou City, Baitoufang.

A gust of black wind swept to the ground, the priest's robe loosened, and he staggered dozens of steps down the street.

He went straight to a house, went inside, and knocked on the door seven times before hearing a creaking sound.

The door opened a little and the priest slipped in.

Inside the room, another masked priest clenched his staff, which held three wolf bones. He exclaimed in surprise, "Baihu, your mask..."

White Tiger, the priest whose mask had been knocked off, said, "I've been in trouble. I was tricked in Danxiang Garden."

"Damn it! Does that vixen want to have it both ways? Chi Pan is dead, and we didn't accomplish our mission. That's great! She wanted to make a quick buck by grabbing that immortality elixir, but now she can't! Can't we just go find that black cat instead?"

"No, we are being targeted by Miaoyan Palace. We can't stay here for long."

"Hey! I heard that black cat went to Fuso Island with Master Puzhi. We wanted him to lead us, but unfortunately, everything is broken!"

Baihu said, "Elixir of Life is always true and false. Saving your life is the first priority! North... If we don't want to go back and eat the leftovers, we definitely can't go back to the north."