When the outsiders who didn't know the situation heard it, they were surprised and interested at the same time, and their faces were full of gossip.
"Brother Qian, please elaborate."
"What's there to say? It's not like you haven't heard of the Li family, the most virtuous person in Yongcheng. The eldest son of the Li family is a well-known dandy here. When he was young, he wandered around the land of fireworks and romance, spending all night here.
Come back and spend a lot of money."
"I have heard something about this."
"Later, the eldest son of the Li family couldn't stand it any longer, and he said that no matter which flower boat it was, if he dared to receive his son again, even if he spent all his family wealth, it would not be able to sail on the Yongchuan River.
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Since then, the eldest son of the Li family has finally become honest, but it didn’t last long before he fell in love with some messy things!”
"What nonsense?"
Out-of-town tourists asked curiously
"Female ghost! Fox demon!"
The well-informed local looked left and right, lowered his voice, and instead of showing fear on his face, he had a smile that every man could understand.
"Hmm?! This can also be played? Are you not afraid of losing your life?"
The scribe who came to visit his friend looked shocked.
"This is because you are ignorant. In today's world, ordinary evil spirits and ghosts don't dare to harm people's lives, they just collect some yang energy.
For ordinary people like me, my waist and legs will be sore and weak at one time, and I will be unable to work for several days, but for those rich men, I can make up for it quickly, and on the contrary, I can taste the taste that cannot be experienced by living people."
"This is also..."
The scribe who heard this secret news for the first time was shocked. After a long time, he shook his head slightly and sighed repeatedly,
“Rich businessmen really know how to play!”
"...still the same."
At the gate of the city, a young man listened to the low-pitched conversation between the two people. Although it was a subversive view of the world, he had seen similar things not once or twice, but he couldn't help but mutter.
One sound.
In this world where fairies, demons, gods and ghosts really exist, what will the children of officials who hold high positions and are wealthy and powerful find pleasure in knowing many secrets?
When Feng Bingwen was cooperating with the Da Gan Demon Slayer Division, he had seen guys who deliberately went to hidden valleys and deserted villages and abandoned houses for fun.
I have also seen a playboy who feeds civet cats with rare old medicinal materials because he has read too many fantasy novels, in an attempt to raise a cat lady.
Of course, these guys who have already begged the Demon Slayer Division will naturally not end well, because these guys have gone too far, and their lives are in danger.
According to Feng Bingwen's knowledge, in some hidden cities that cannot be controlled by ghosts and gods, there are indeed non-human ghosts and bewitching people engaged in sexual activities. In exchange, the pleasure seekers need to pay a certain amount of yang energy without worrying about their lives.
This is a relatively formal place, but some guys are not satisfied with this. They want to experience the excitement of hanging by a thread and go deep into the mountains and forests to find those beautiful and charming ghosts.
Under normal circumstances, the government will not take care of these people seeking death, unless the family they are born in pays a high reward to help.
In Yongcheng, Mr. Li of the House of Shoushan, judging from what he has heard so far, is most likely in a similar situation. The living people have had enough fun, and the relatively safe non-human monsters have also tasted it, but they are still not satisfied.
, a guy who wants to die.
To be honest, Feng Bingwen doesn't want to take care of this kind of guy. Who can blame him if he wants to die? But he does have a truly good father.
Therefore, Feng Bingwen decided to come and take a look. If the problem was not serious, he would help the undead knight, Mr. Li, solve his problem, and also help the old man to discipline him. It is considered a good idea to have a sperm in his brain to this extent.
Not one in a million.
Thinking like this, Feng Bingwen followed the flow of people and arrived in front of a vast and extraordinary courtyard. At the gate, some "masters" dressed as Taoist monks were already handing out greeting cards.
Looking at the long queue of more than ten feet, Feng Bingwen sighed lightly, and then climbed over the wall to enter the hospital, not bothering to follow the formal procedures. Anyway, he didn't come here for the high reward.
And after climbing over the courtyard wall, you can see the deep house and wide courtyard that is much better than the old house of his Feng family. It has carved beams and painted buildings, winding corridors, lakes and ponds, among which there are rugged lake rocks, scattered flowers, and lush grass.
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"Found it!"
Even though the Li Mansion was vast, Feng Bingwen was able to find Mr. Li whom he was looking for on this trip at a glance. Without him, the large mass of black energy would have been too conspicuous, and it would have been difficult not to see it.
After finding the target, Feng Bingwen casually glanced at the monks and Taoists at the gate who seemed to have extraordinary bearings, but most of them were just fishing in troubled waters. He didn't take a second look and went straight to the backyard of Li Mansion. Gu Yan
Most of those who want to earn high bounties are swindlers who have no ability and can only rely on pretentiousness to deceive others, but there are a few of them who have some real ability.
It's a pity that he is not very capable and is basically in the Qi condensation stage. Only one person has condensed three mouthfuls of mixed Qi. He can easily deal with ordinary haunted houses. But if he can solve the problem of Mr. Li, from Feng Bingwen's point of view
, basically impossible.
In fact, this basically reflects the current situation of the Daqian cultivation world. There are basically no decent immortal sects in Daqian. Although there are many Buddhist temples, there are only a few that actually have inheritance.
If an ordinary cultivator wants to be promoted, there is almost no other option besides joining the government. If he simply wants to practice on his own, there is basically no way out.
For more than a year, it is impossible to say that he met with an accident midway and died.
"Um?"
As soon as his thoughts changed, Feng Bingwen had already walked to the backyard, and happened to see the old Taoist priest with white hair and childish face setting up the altar and waving a peach wood sword to do the magic.
Next to the altar, there was an old man in brocade robes with a solemn expression, and an old woman with an expectant face. In addition, there were more than a dozen servants, women, and servants.
Directly opposite the altar, a pale-faced young man in brocade clothes fell to the ground, his eyes bloodshot. Although his condition was extremely poor, his expression was extremely calm, revealing a look of satisfaction.
"How come this guy isn't dead yet?"
After finding the goal of this trip, Feng Bingwen's eyes were full of surprise.
In the eyes of ordinary people, this Young Master Li is just pale and looks like he has a weak kidney due to excessive indulgence. But in Feng Bingwen's eyes, this Young Master Li is almost overwhelmed by the black energy.
The essence of black energy is clearly the resentment, yin energy, and hatred that can only be found in ghosts. For living people, a small amount of these will weaken the Yang Fire and make them muddy. A slightly larger amount will even shorten their life span.
The amount of evil energy originating from the resentment of ghosts in Mr. Li's body is enough to kill a normal adult on the spot, or even turn him into an infernal corpse.
But now this Young Master Li is in good condition. Although his face is pale and he looks exhausted from overindulgence, he is still a real living person, but his yang energy has been weakened to the limit, and he looks like he is not going to die soon.
"Extraordinary destiny?"
Feng Bingwen frowned and looked at the stern-faced Feng family master. This was the person who was causally involved with him. Because his family had rich wealth and was willing to do good deeds, the amount of good deeds he provided for Feng Bingwen was
Close to tens of thousands.
So even if the old man didn't have any problems himself, Feng Bingwen still decided to come over and take a look. After all, the young master who liked to be an undead knight had become a problem for him, and he was always depressed.
"Special physique?"
Feng Bingwen only has these two guesses at the moment. There must be something special about Mr. Feng, otherwise he would have been wiped out by the resentment in his body.
"But what level of ghost has this guy provoked?"
Feng Bingwen was very curious about this. Most ghosts could not even harm people. Those who could draw Yang Qi from living people were considered to have become a climate.
It is rare to see an evil spirit like this, in broad daylight, where the resentment does not go away and still lingers around the person, and can even take away the life of a living person.
This can no longer use ordinary ghosts. This is clearly a ghost cultivator with a serious spiritual practice. Otherwise, even a fierce ghost with a lot of resentment would not be able to leave such a strong yin energy on a living person.
"The city god doesn't care?"
At this glance, doubts popped up in Feng Bingwen's mind one after another. In a remote town with a sparse population, there might not be a city god sitting in charge.
But in a place like this, there are naturally incense gods to suppress the place. If evil things dare to approach, the city gods will definitely suppress them with thunder. This is their duty.
"...According to the Five Mountains, the eight seas know and hear. The demon king bows his head and guards my palace. The evil and evil will disappear, and the energy of the Tao will remain forever."
While Feng Bingwen was looking at Mr. Li, the Taoist priest who set up the altar relied on the power of the altar and muttered words to successfully cast a spell to purify the heaven and earth.
Immediately, there was a surge of pure energy, which turned into a purifying force and fell on Mr. Li who was facing the altar. The spell, which was enough to evaporate ordinary resentful spirits and ghosts, weakened the black energy wrapped around his body, and he immediately became a demon.
Nearly half of it was cut off.
The old Taoist priest who had already opened his yin and yang eyes looked happy when he saw this scene, but before the smile on his lips fully bloomed.
Then he saw that the black energy that had just been weakened in the young master's body surged suddenly. Not only did it return to its original glory, it even seemed to have a will of its own. It rose into the sky and turned into a dark skeleton. It opened its big mouth and pointed at the old Taoist priest.
Letting out a roar, the invisible soul sound rushed straight towards the old man,
puff!
The altar exploded on the spot, and the yellow cloth, talismans, peach wood... everything that should have the power to suppress evil and exorcise evil were all torn into pieces. The old Taoist priest who had just spent so much effort to cast a divine spell spat out a mouthful of dark blood on the spot, his face changed.
He turned pale at a speed visible to the naked eye, causing the servants and maids nearby to scream in surprise.