A soft light fell from the sky and fell on Ouyang Xia's body. After a moment, a brass and black ribbon official seal fell into his hands.
In the courtyard, Cixuan, Yan Chixia, and the female ghost in wedding dress all ran out. They also discovered the strange phenomena in the heaven and earth, so they went out directly to investigate.
"This, this..." The wedding dress ghost was a little excited and didn't know what to say.
Cixuan and Yan Chixia looked at them puzzled.
They all know that Zhang Yange is the city emperor of Qiantang, why now Ouyang Xia has become the city emperor too.
"yes…"
"This guy didn't know how he became the city emperor. My temporary role should be over." Zhang Yange interrupted him directly.
He didn't want to let others know about the fact that he could decree the title of city emperor.
Ouyang Xia glanced at Zhang Yange.
Although he didn't speak, Zhang Yange understood the meaning of this glance.
He would never let anyone know about this again.
The Cheng Huangye of Qiantang County has been replaced again!
This incident caused quite a stir in Qiantang. When Zheng Qiao heard about it, he came directly to Zhang Yange.
He very much hoped that Zhang Yange would always be the city emperor of Qiantang.
"Mr. Zhang." Zheng Qiao's attitude was respectful.
After the last incident, he didn't show any airs in front of Zhang Yange.
"For the sake of the people of Qiantang, please..."
"You don't want to know who will replace me?" Zhang Yange asked with a smile.
"No matter who he is, I think he is not as good as Mr. Zhang."
"Old Zheng! What you said is a bit too much." Ouyang Xia's cynical voice sounded.
Now that he has become the city emperor, he can appear during the day.
Zheng Qiao looked at him in surprise, "You have become the city emperor?"
"I'm indeed not as good as Mr. Zhang, but I will try my best." Ouyang Xia rarely said seriously.
"You...just do it." Zheng Qiao said with red eyes.
The county magistrate and the city emperor actually hugged each other.
Zhang Yange couldn't stand these two guys, so Ouyang Xia said, "Mr. Zhang, this courtyard is given to you, as I promised you before."
Zhang Yange frowned slightly and continued, "This is a Qiantang people's gratitude to you, just like that bowl of wontons."
When Zhang Yange heard this, he accepted it without any courtesy.
As the days passed, Zhang Yange would not only practice boxing every day, but also sit on a recliner and meditate on the picture of Zhenwu subduing monsters.
Cixuan had exhausted his vitality in the previous battle and passed away soon after he returned to Jinshan Temple.
Zhang Yange felt that he had to go and take a look. After all, he was also a teammate who had fought together.
Yan Chixia went with him to Jinshan Temple.
"Sixth uncle and grandpa, walk slowly." Guan Yun said lukewarmly.
"Serve Mr. Zhang well and practice well." Yan Chixia looked to be in her thirties.
"Yes." Guan Yun nodded and replied.
Yan Chixia told Zhang Yange to leave Jinshan Temple and he would not return to Qiantang County.
He wants to travel around the world and do chivalry and justice.
Zhang Yange was very moved after hearing this, but he still wanted to stay in Qiantang. In addition to seeing the white snake and green snake, he was also worried about the great terror in the West Lake.
If there were no such things, Zhang Yange would also like to go around.
Ouyang Xia could not leave Qiantang County, so he hoped that Zhang Yange would pay homage to him.
Zhang Yange asked Yan Chixia to take his place. If there were no life-and-death grudges, he would not be willing to pay homage to others casually.
The two of them walked quickly and arrived at Jinshan Temple in the afternoon.
After explaining his purpose to the little novice monk with a sad face, he led them inside.
There are countless lights in the hall...the monks are reciting scriptures about salvation.
It's all thanks to the Shaolin world of Yitian that Zhang Yange has a mediocre sense of monks. However, he admires this master Cixuan quite a lot.
When the sutra was read to the end, Master Cixuan's body suddenly became karmic. The red lotus under his seat was bright, and a moment later three relics hung in the air and slowly fell.
"Amitabha!" All the monks shouted the Buddha's name in unison.
The little novice monk standing next to Zhang Yange held his mouth and almost cried.
Zhang Yange patted him gently to express comfort.
The little novice monk wiped away his tears and bowed gratefully to Zhang Yange.
"Are you a friend of the host?"
"Yes." Zhang Yange smiled and nodded. "Together we defeated Baigui Yexing."
Zhang Yange felt that others would not know what he had done unless others knew about it, but the old monk was dead, so at least someone should know what he had done.
The little novice monk opened his eyes wide, "Is the donor Zhang Yange?"
"What did the old monk say?"
"Well, he came back and was full of praise for the donor." It was obvious that the little novice monk had a deep affection for the old monk.
"By the way, what's your name?"
"The little monk Dharma is named Daoji."
Hearing this call, Zhang Yange couldn't help but laugh, "Work hard, I think you will definitely become a great monk."
After Zhang Yange and Yan Chixia had a meal of vegetarian noodles, they planned to part ways.
A scholar carrying a bamboo basket under Jinshan took out his own dry food and ate it while reading.
"Mr. Zhang, we are destined to meet again at high mountains and long distances." Yan Chixia said with clasped fists.
Zhang Yange raised his hands and said goodbye to him.
When Zhang Yange arrived at the foot of the mountain, it suddenly started raining.
Originally, the rain had no impact on Zhang Yange, but when he saw the thinly dressed scholar.
Zhang Yange stood beside him to take shelter from the rain.
The scholar was already in poor health. When he thought of his old mother and sick wife at home, if he got sick again, the whole family might be ruined. Moreover, the medicinal materials he bought for his wife were in a basket on his back. If the medicinal materials got wet, it would be worse than his own.
Even if you are sick, you will die.
There is no shelter from the rain here at all.
Finally, we found a valley. It was difficult to accommodate even one person here.
He saw Zhang Yange approaching, but he still subconsciously made some room for Zhang Yange, while protecting his backpack very well.
Strangely enough, Yu Yu seemed to have deliberately avoided them after Zhang Yange arrived.
The scholar finally breathed a sigh of relief.
He originally wanted to go home while he was resting, but there seemed to be something big going on in Qiantang a few days ago, so he didn't run around.
This delay lasted for another seven or eight days, and my wife's medicine was about to run out.
He had no choice but to buy medicine in Qiantang County and prepare to go home during this break to give the medicine to his wife. The scholar was studying at the Qiantang County Academy, and his home was a three-day hike from Qiantang.
"Scholar, are you going back to Qiantang County?" Zhang Yange simply had nothing to say.
"I came out of Qiantang County to go home." The scholar smiled politely at Zhang Yange. "My surname is Ning and my name is Caichen! Where is your brother?"
"My, my name is Zhang Yange..." Zhang Yange was stunned for a moment, "Which direction is your home?"
Ning Caichen nodded, and Zhang Yange looked at Yan Chixia who had left in the other direction.
Did he change something? He glanced at Ning Caichen.
Originally Yan Chixia's direction was the same as Ning Caichen's, but because of the evil spirit in his scabbard, he had to go find his master.