Accompanied by this talented man from the Yue Kingdom, they entered Kyoto easily without any interrogation.
Wang Mohan led Liang Yan through the city for half a stick of incense. He saw an antique vermilion mansion in the distance. There were more than a dozen big and round servants at the entrance of the courtyard. Although they looked fierce, there was a hint of nervousness in their eyes.
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"This is the old house of my friend Yan Ming." Wang Mohan pointed forward and said: "Since the last haunting, the servants in the Yan Mansion have been a little nervous, but my friend does not believe in ghosts and gods.
I just feel like someone is setting me up, and I have to go to the police to find those missing maids."
Liang Yan nodded and looked towards the old house in the distance. He saw a clear sky above the house, a clear sky, and no trace of evil spirit at all.
"Strange."
Liang Yan frowned slightly, suddenly grabbed Wang Mohan beside him, turned around, and disappeared directly from the spot.
The next moment, the two figures appeared in the inner courtyard of the Yan Mansion at the same time. Wang Mohan landed on his feet and was unsteady on his feet. He felt that the world was spinning and he fell to the ground.
"Is this the fairy magic?"
He shook his dizzy head and thought to himself: "If I can learn this technique of 'shrinking the ground into an inch', I can show off in front of my companions."
Liang Yan didn't pay attention to Wang Mohan. He put his hands behind his back at this moment, and the blue light flashed slightly in his eyes. In just a moment, he took a thorough look at the house.
After a moment, Liang Yan sneered, raised his hand and waved casually, and a stream of green light flew straight to the rockery in the corner of the yard.
boom!
There was a dull explosion, and the rockery was cut in half by his green light, and then a fat and white strange beast was revealed.
This beast has a fat head and big ears, a big snow-white belly that is almost touching the ground, two horns on its head, and many fiery red patterns on its back. It looks nondescript.
Wang Mohan was shocked when he saw this. This was the first time he observed a monster at such a close distance. His legs that he had just stood up felt weak again, and he almost fell to his knees.
But when he took a closer look, he couldn't help but feel relieved.
Because the demonic beast seemed to have its throat choked by an invisible hand and was struggling non-stop, Wang Mohan knew without thinking that it must have been done by an expert next to him.
Liang Yan groaned, raised his hand and cast a spell, then captured the monster.
"It turns out to be a 'Qiuyun Beast'."
He knew a little bit about this beast. Strictly speaking, the "Qiu Yun Beast" was not a monster, but a spiritual beast raised by some immortal cultivating sects.
Although this Qiuyun beast looks white and fat, it is usually very diligent. It can clean the caves for the monks of the sect, plant elixirs, and occasionally it can be taken out as a mount.
The most important thing is that it has its own universe in its belly, which can be used as a container, including some living things that cannot be put into the storage bag, and can also be temporarily stored in its belly.
"No wonder I didn't see the demonic energy before. It turned out to be a spiritual beast raised by people with the same path. From this point of view, it is not the demon that harmed people." Liang Yan looked at the Qiu Yun Beast in front of him and thought to himself.
"The level of a monk who can raise this beast is not too low. If he really wanted to attack the Yan family, the entire Yan family would have suffered a long time ago. Why do you still have to pretend to be a ghost and do some tricks like a charlatan?"
Liang Yan couldn't understand this, but Wang Mohan beside him looked like a curious baby.
Seeing that the expert beside him had restrained the "pig demon", Wang Mohan boldly walked over and looked at the "Qiu Yun Beast" with some curiosity.
"Expert, is this a 'pig demon'? Can it eat people? Is there any way for us mortals to restrain it?"
Wang Mohan asked three questions in a row, but Liang Yan smiled slightly and stretched out his hand to flick its snow-white belly.
Just hearing the sound of "hiccup!", the Qiu Yun Beast opened its mouth and sprayed out a stream of white mist.
In the white mist, heavy objects fell to the ground one after another, making dull sounds.
After Liang Yan waved his sleeves and dispersed all the white mist, Wang Mohan saw clearly that what spat out from the mouth of this "pig demon" were actually a dozen beautiful women.
"Ah, it's them!"
Wang Mohan recognized at a glance that these women were the dancing girls who disappeared by the pond that night.
"It turns out that the pig demon was secretly causing trouble in the Yan family! It actually ate so many people in one go!" Wang Mohan said angrily.
Liang Yan smiled and shook his head and said: "It's not considered cannibalism. These women were not harmed at all, they were just temporarily comatose in its belly for a period of time. The monks who controlled the cloud beast behind the scenes probably didn't intend to harm them either.
Yan family."
"You don't intend to harm the Yan family?"
Wang Mohan was stunned for a moment and asked subconsciously: "Then what is the purpose of this person? Is it possible that he came to scare the Yan family?"
Liang Yan was about to answer when he heard a burst of noise coming from the outer courtyard of Yan Mansion. He used his spiritual sense to investigate a little and couldn't help but smile: "What is the purpose of this person? We will know it soon."
"What?"
Before Wang Mohan could react, Liang Yan grabbed him by the collar. The two of them turned around, and the next moment they appeared on the high wall of the outer courtyard of Yan Mansion.
At this time, there were more than a dozen servants in the outer courtyard, and there was a ragged beggar at the entrance of the courtyard.
The beggar was about fifty years old. He was tall and good-looking, but he was unkempt, unshaven, and smelled of alcohol.
He used all his strength to get into the yard, but the servants were not vegetarians. They lined up in a row to block the crazy beggar from outside. The two sides pushed and shoved each other, and a quarrel broke out.
At this moment, a young man slowly walked out of the corridor.
This man was wearing a blue brocade robe, with long eyebrows like willows, and a body like a jade tree. Although his appearance was not outstanding, his temperament was quite elegant.
"Master!"
When the servants who were blocking the outside saw this person, they all bowed and saluted.
"This is my good friend Yan Ming." Wang Mohan on the side also whispered.
Liang Yan nodded slightly. The man in front of him was very young. He looked like he was no more than thirteen or fourteen years old, but he was already one of the seven great talents. He couldn't help but feel slightly curious.
When the old beggar saw Yan Ming, he smiled and stopped pushing each other with the servants. He just looked at the young man up and down.
"You just want to see me?" Yan Ming glanced at the old beggar and said calmly.
"Not bad!"
The old beggar said "Not bad" twice, and he didn't know whether he was answering Yan Ming's words or talking to himself.
"People have also seen it. I wonder what is important to you?"
"Haha, old beggar, I'm hungry. When I'm hungry, I can't remember anything. I think I might have to eat a whole roast chicken before I can remember what happened!"
Yan Ming frowned slightly when he heard this. If it were normal times, he would have kicked this rogue beggar out a long time ago, but strange things have been happening in the house these days, which made him suspect that his father's political enemies in the DPRK and China wanted to conspire to frame the Yan family.
You have to keep an eye on everything.
"Could it be that a group of national teachers want to cause trouble in our Yan Mansion?" Yan Ming thought to himself: "Forget it, it's better to do less than to do more. This person wants to roast chicken, so just give it to him."
Thinking of this, Yan Ming nodded expressionlessly, and then ordered his men to go to the kitchen to fetch a roast chicken for the old beggar.
When the old beggar saw this, he immediately beamed with joy and started to eat happily in front of everyone.
"And a bottle of wine!"
The old beggar muttered as he ate.
At this moment, one of the servants couldn't stand it and was about to go up to teach him a lesson, but was stopped by Yan Ming's eyes.
"Go and get him a jug of wine." Yan Ming ordered.
Soon someone brought the jug over, and the old beggar was not polite. He grabbed the roasted chicken with his right hand and started to bite it. He picked up the jug with his left hand and poured it into his mouth.
In less than a cup of tea, the roast chicken and fine wine went into his belly. The old beggar ate them all and licked his lips, as if he still had more to say.
"You have eaten the meat and drank the wine. You should be satisfied, right? If there is nothing else, please leave my Yan Mansion now." Yan Ming said lightly.
After hearing this, the old beggar rolled his eyes slightly and suddenly laughed loudly on the spot.
Yan Ming suppressed his anger and said coldly: "Why are you laughing?"
The old beggar looked at the sky, put his hands behind his back, and snorted coldly: "I laugh at you Yan family for being so ignorant. You are still kept in the dark when a disaster is about to happen!"
"What?"
Yan Ming was slightly startled when he heard this, and then said angrily: "You old beggar, our Yan family asks ourselves that we have not treated you badly, so why do we still say bad words to you?"
The old beggar sneered and said: "Evil things have entered your Yan Mansion, eating away at the Yang Qi day and night. If this continues, your entire Yan Mansion will be in disaster! I don't want to eat your Yan family's things in vain, so I will do it for you.
Show me a clear way, sir, why don’t you quickly listen to me!"
As soon as he said this, many of the servants present were shocked. They also knew that Yan Mansion was haunted these days. Now that the old beggar said it so seriously, these people were also a little scared.
"Don't talk nonsense, Yan never believes in such things about strange powers and gods!"
After Yan Ming finished speaking, he flicked his sleeves and shouted: "Come here, drive out this old beggar who is pretending to be a ghost."
After his servants received the order, more than ten people immediately came forward to push the old beggar out of the courtyard.
The old beggar didn't panic. He stepped on the ground with his feet and made an ordinary horse stance. With just this horse step, it was as if he had taken root in the ground. No matter how hard the dozen or so big men used their strength, they rose up.
His face was red and his ears were red, but he couldn't move him even half a step.
"Bah!"
Following the old beggar's loud shout, the dozen or so servants flew out at the same time and rolled into a ball on the ground, looking miserable.
"Hahaha!"
The old beggar laughed loudly and said: "Boy, do you want to learn this skill? If you want to learn it, I can teach you!"
"Huh, just a martial artist!" Yan Ming snorted coldly: "Confucian scholars like us naturally want to use our knowledge to govern the country and bring peace to the world. How can we use swords and sticks to lower our status for nothing!"
After hearing what he said, the old beggar couldn't help but turn pale. After pondering for a while, he suddenly opened his mouth and blew.
I saw a breeze blowing by, and a withered sapling in the middle of the yard suddenly became full of vitality, and flowers bloomed in the spring breeze.
"How's it going?" The old beggar looked at Yan Ming and said proudly: "As long as you are willing to become my teacher and learn my immortal magic, you will never dare to enter your Yan family again!"
"Bah!" Yan Ming spat and said coldly: "What kind of immortal magic is just a blind trick of charlatan sorcerers! We, the scribes, are dedicated to studying, and we have the blessing of our predecessors and saints, so why do we need to learn these heretical ways!"
"you!"
The old beggar didn't expect him to be so stubborn and stubborn, and he was so angry that he was so angry.
Fortunately, he had good concentration. Thinking of his mission, he calmed down almost instantly, and secretly thought: "Fortunately, I was prepared, and I will take out the 'Qiu Yun Beast' in front of him right now."
, I have to scare the kid!"
As soon as he thought of this, the old beggar regained his previous mysterious and expert demeanor. He pretended to count his fingers and said calmly: "Since you don't believe me, I will find out this monster who is causing trouble to Yan Mansion in front of you."
He danced his hands back and forth in front of him, stimulating a circle of purple spiritual light. After a moment, he lightly tapped in the direction of the inner courtyard and drank:
"receive!"
The entire Yan Mansion was quiet and nothing happened.
"receive!"
"receive!"
"receive!"
The old beggar was sweating on his forehead. He shouted "Get it!" three times, but he didn't get any response.
Yan Ming had been watching with cold eyes. When he saw the old beggar's embarrassed state, he couldn't help but sneered: "What, what trick are you trying to play again? It doesn't work this time?"
The old beggar was sweating profusely at this moment. While he was trying to take back the Qiu Yun Beast, he secretly thought in his heart: "What's going on? Why can't I feel the position of the Qiu Yun Beast? Is it possible that there are masters in this house?
Ruined my good deeds?"
"Yes, they must be monks from the other four sects, but I don't know which opponent they are?"
When the old beggar thought of this, he already made a decision in his heart.
"Since someone is messing with what happened today, it is absolutely impossible for us to succeed. It's better to leave first!"
Thinking of this, the old beggar suddenly laughed, cupped his hands towards Yan Ming and said: "The green mountains will not change, and the green water will always flow. The fate between you and me is not over yet, let's talk about it another day!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he jumped lightly, jumped out of the gate of Yan Mansion, and ran away along a path.
After running westward for half a stick of incense, the old beggar stopped in an alley, took out the wine flask that he had not finished drinking just now, opened his mouth and took a sip.
"That's weird! Which monk is it that ruined my good deeds?"
He muttered to himself, but before he finished speaking, he heard a "bang!" and a huge figure fell from the sky and landed directly in front of him.
The old beggar was startled. He took three steps back, only to find that what fell in front of him was the "Qiu Yun Beast" he had raised!
At this time, he looked up again and saw a man in gray clothes standing on the wall of the alley. He was tall and tall, with broad shoulders, looking at him with a smile but not a smile.