Ouyang Xia directly cupped his fists and saluted, "On behalf of the people of Qiantang County, thank you, Lord Cheng!"
Guan Yun and Huang Xiaojiao opened their eyes wide.
"I'm just a temporary substitute." Zhang Yange explained casually to the two of them, and then said to Ouyang Xia, "Why do you always like to use unspeakable means?"
This guy said thank you, but he wanted to confirm Zhang Yange's identity as the city emperor.
"I've never seen what you're capable of, but if you just have this temperament, I'm afraid it will be difficult for you to achieve success in martial arts." Zhang Yange said to Ouyang.
Ouyang smiled playfully, "As long as the goal can be achieved, the means are not very important."
Zhang Yange was too lazy to talk nonsense with this guy.
After the rain and the sky cleared, Ouyang Xia said to Zhang Yange, "Would you like to treat me to some wontons?"
"I'm not very familiar with you." Zhang Yange didn't want to talk to him.
Guan Yun and Huang Xiaojiao felt that Mrs. Huang's food was more palatable. Zhang Yange and Ouyang Xia went out to eat wontons.
Ling'er and the old woman set up tables and chairs as usual, and many people came out after the rain stopped. Qiantang County returned to its previous appearance.
"One doesn't want coriander, and the other puts more wontons." The little girl said to her grandma when she saw the two of them sitting down.
"This rain has no impact on you, right?" Zhang Yange asked. Ouyang Xia didn't expect Zhang Yange to care about such a little girl.
"My mother-in-law has been coughing for a few days. Our family lives next to the Chenghuang Temple. With the blessing of the Chenghuang Temple, nothing happened to us." Ling'er said with a smile.
"That's good." Zhang Yange smiled.
When the little girl saw Zhang Yange smiling, she felt very happy too.
"You are very similar to Prince Cheng." the little girl said softly.
"I won't pay for the extra wontons," Zhang Yange said with a smile.
The little girl smiled slyly and left.
Ouyang looked at his own wontons, and then at Zhang Yange's bowl full of countless wontons.
"His father and I are friends!"
"A little girl can tell the difference between good and bad." Zhang Yange said while eating wontons.
Ouyang Xia looked at the pedestrians around him, "How long can they survive after what you said?"
"I thought you would find a way to make them leave." Zhang Yange added some more chili peppers.
"Leave? No one can escape from the Hundred Ghost Night Walk, and the nearby counties will not take them in. What's the point of running away if one or two people escape?" Ouyang Xia took a sip of the soup.
"None of them will die!" Zhang Yange said softly.
"Look!" Everyone looked in the direction of Chenghuang Temple.
I saw the golden light shining there!
In Jinshan Temple, the kind-hearted old monk put on his cassock and picked up his Zen staff.
"Master, what are you going to do?" the young novice asked in confusion.
Doesn’t it mean that no one can go down the mountain after it is closed?
"I'm going to Qiantang County!" the old abbot replied with a smile.
"Amitabha!" The little novice monk clasped his hands together. "You are not saying that there will be a catastrophe there."
"Yes, but I never said I wouldn't go." The old abbot laughed and said, "The mountain is closed to protect the weak."
"Then I want to go too! I can help you get the Zen staff," the little novice monk said seriously.
"Next time," the old abbot said with a smile.
When he arrived at the door, the young novice couldn't help but said, "Host, you should go early and come back early."
"Yeah." The old abbot said against his will when he saw that the young novice's eyes were red.
"Monks don't lie!" the young novice monk said immediately.
"Then I will try my best to come back. Go back quickly, Daoji!" The old abbot strode to Qiantang County.
Outside Qiantang County, a guy dressed as a scholar was standing on the official road leading a skinny horse.
"You old horse, hurry up!" the scholar said angrily.
The old horse snorted, but did not move at all.
"We are not going to die, we are going to save people." The scholar had no choice but to persuade a rogue horse.
The horse reluctantly headed towards Qiantang County.
The scholar's sword was placed on the horse's back, and the sword was like a beacon in the dark night.
Ouyang Xia looked at Zhang Yange in surprise. He had naturally heard of great ambitions.
Although Zhang Yange's promise just now was not as good as his ambition, if he could not fulfill it, it would be very harmful to his practice.
Ouyang Xia stood up and bowed deeply to Zhang Yange.
This time I worshiped sincerely, but everyone was looking at the divine light of the Chenghuang Temple, so many people knelt down and knelt down to worship.
No one paid attention to Ouyang Xia and Zhang Yange.
"I'll treat you to today's wontons!" Ouyang Xia said seriously.
"I'm not very familiar with you." Zhang Yange said as he lowered his head and ate his wontons.
Ouyang Xia smiled mockingly, sat down and gently stirred the wontons in the bowl.
"My parents died young when I was young, leaving only this courtyard. At that time, I always felt that this courtyard was like a prison to me, and I always wanted to escape as soon as possible.
Study and practice martial arts! I originally wanted to learn martial arts and sell them to the emperor's family, and then never come back." It was rare for Ouyang Xia to be so heart-to-heart with others.
"Later I entered Qintiantai, and at that time I felt I had to seize the opportunity! I did do a lot of disgusting things this year.
But after hearing what happened in Qiantang County, I couldn't help but come. I was suddenly worried that the yard I had always regarded as a prison was gone.
My mother had a bad temper and had a bad relationship with her neighbors. After their deaths, I was looked down upon.
Only Grandma Hong and her son Hong Gou are good to me, but now I am very afraid of those who give me a blank look, and I will also be sad if my death is so unclear!"
Ouyang Xia said nonstop.
He saw Zhang Yange eating and listening and then continued, "Hong Gou is dead... I don't even dare to ask how he died.
Qin Tiantai's decision is not wrong, it is not easy for human race to survive..."
Zhang Yange put down Kuaizi and said, "Then those officials in Qintiantai, those who can decide the life and death of a county, why don't they come and let these evil spirits have their fill?"
Zhang Yange's words made Ouyang speechless for a moment.
"Always treat human life as a bargaining chip! Well, put your own life on the scale."
After saying that, Zhang Yange gave his wonton money to the little girl. Originally, the little girl didn't want it either dead or alive, but Zhang Yange still insisted on giving it to her.
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Ouyang Xia sat there and smiled bitterly.
This guy can't usually see his sharp edge, but if he shows it even slightly, he's very scary.
Zhang Yange went directly back to visualize the Demon Suppression Picture.
He felt that he would soon reach the state of possession.
Once you reach the realm of possession, you can possess animals and even people.
This path of Yinshen and the previous realm of Earth Immortal are of little help to Zhang Yange in actual combat.
However, many evil spirits have endless ways to save their lives. If warriors use methods, it is always possible for them to escape.
The ghost of the wedding lady escaping from Zhang Yan's singer illustrates the problem very well.
But after Zhang Yange's soul left the body, things were different.
That old ghost woman was at least as good as an Earth Immortal, but she was killed by Zhang Yange with one punch. Her soul was completely shattered, leaving nothing behind.
Ouyang Xia looked at the dark sky in the distance, her eyes filled with despair and determination.