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Chapter 887: Fireworks Are Always There (End)

Chapter 887 Fireworks are always there (End)

Author: Saragus

Chapter 887 Fireworks are always there (End)

In the Goulan shed, Xu Zhiqiong took out the copper lotus and the Hong Juncheng version of the puppet.

If he hadn't trusted Xue Yun, Xu Zhiqiong would never have dared to take out the puppet from the hook.

He wasn't sure what state the puppet had been refined into. Judging from its appearance, it didn't seem to have changed much.

Xue Yun frowned slightly and said: "This thing is not refined."

Xu Zhiqiong thought for a moment and said: "It should be that these three souls are too stubborn to be refined."

Xue Yun shook his head and said: "The things Suzaku gave you can easily be used to refine three dead souls. The main reason is that the dragon's whiskers are lying here, and they really can't be refined."

As he spoke, Xue Yun injected a power of imagery into the puppet.

The puppet's brows trembled twice, and his closed eyes seemed about to open at any moment.

Xue Yun is weakening Long Xu's power, which seems to be some kind of sealing method.

"We have to make this thing useful without letting him be too tyrannical..."

Xue Yun murmured to himself. After almost a cup of tea, Xue Yun nodded gently: "It's almost done this time."

The domineering energy exuded by the dragon's beard was much less, the puppet's cheeks twitched, and the three dead souls inside began to become restless.

Xue Yun naturally noticed this, and then cast another spell on the puppet.

This time it was not the power of imagery but witchcraft.

His methods are very proficient, and it can be seen that he is very good at witchcraft. He must have received the true inheritance from sister Ling.

Xu Zhiqiong has always been a little confused about witchcraft, and he took the opportunity to ask: "Some methods of Yin Yang magic are very similar to witchcraft. Should Yin Yang magic be a branch of witchcraft?"

Xue Yun shook his head and said: "You are saying the opposite. Witchcraft comes from Yin and Yang, and Yin and Yang are older than witchcraft."

Is Onmyoji older than witchcraft?

Mei Ling has the level of cultivation of Xingxu, and this level of cultivation was not acquired recently.

Looking at the sect of Yin and Yang, the two stars of life and death have just been promoted to the constellations. Xu Zhiqiong has always thought that the sect of Yin and Yang has the same foundation as Confucianism and the eunuch sect, and has only lived for a few hundred years.

"Brother, I heard that the ancestor of witchcraft is about the same age as you."

Xue Yun nodded: "Shengke Shuangxing, but he is much older than me."

He is older than you, but the situation of these two people is not that good.

Xu Zhiqiong wanted to ask again, but Xue Yun's lips turned up and he said, "It's done."

The puppet is made.

Xu Zhiqiong saw that the puppet's expression was extremely ferocious, as if it was suffering great pain.

Xue Yun stuffed Liang Xiaoen's soul into the puppet. The puppet's body shook for a moment and then calmed down, but its expression was still bitter.

"Chopping with knives and axes, boiling with water and cooking with oil, these four people must suffer no less. They will also be punished in the puppet.

But if it comes time for you to use this puppet, you can choose one of them as a helper. If he does the job well, you can also reduce the punishment."

Xu Zhiqiong's face was filled with joy: "So to put it this way, it's almost like turning over a brand."

"Yes, almost!" Xue Yun was very satisfied with this metaphor.

"But how do I flip their brand?"

"Just use the power of imagery. Whoever's sign you want to turn over can be called upon. If you don't want to turn over any of them, this puppet is also a sharp weapon, but when fighting, you have to rely on the power of your imagination to control it."

"Can this puppet be used now?"

"Wait a few more days," Xue Yun was a little worried, "Let them suffer a little more, and it will be easier to use in the future."

After putting away the puppets, Xu Zhiqiong asked about the Hanzhong Punishment Department: "Is this Evil Punishment Department just gone?"

"The Department of Punishing Evil is still here, but with your current cultivation level, you will definitely not be able to find it, so don't look for it.

That was the place where the gods fought. Even though the war lasted only a short time, the old thief and I both used some methods that you can’t even think of.

These methods are all left in the land of God's War. Once encountered, it will be extremely dangerous for the stars.

Don't mention this place in the future, don't talk about this war to others, and let the world forget about it.

But you can't forget, you have to keep the whole context of this matter firmly in mind. If you find that the Nufu Cult has resurfaced, you must take action as soon as possible.

In addition, before you are promoted to the first rank, if you suddenly enter the Hanzhong Punishment Evil Division, no matter what the reason is, even if you see it in a dream, you must run away quickly, because this means that there is an evil spirit trying to harm you."

"Then the Dao Sect of Hanzhong Province..." With the Evil Punishment Department gone, the Judge Dao of Hanzhong Province has no place to stay. No matter how much he hates Tunu, there must be a solution to the affairs of the Dao Sect after all.

statement.

"Let Shangguan Qing handle this matter. Since he is the chief of the two countries, he has to fulfill his duties. He can't always keep an eye on the girl's peach, and he has to live with his conscience!"

Xu Zhiqiong nodded and said: "Although I value peaches, I never care about my conscience!"

Xue Yun appreciated this very much: "There are still many things for you to deal with in Qiancheng Punishing Evil Division. I believe you will make a decision between right and wrong."

After saying that, Xue Yun looked towards the stage.

The dancer on the stage was dancing to the song "Apricot Blossom Sky Shadow". The dancer danced so hard that the judges couldn't stop applauding her.

"That's what I like about you. No matter where you go, you always bring such a smell of fireworks. Smelling this smell of fireworks makes me feel really happy!" Xue Yun smiled, looked at Xu Zhiqiong and said, "Brother, I

Let's go, take care of yourself."

After saying that, Xue Yun's figure disappeared, the dancing on the stage gradually became clearer, the sound of the music became more and more real, and Xu Zhiqiong was once again immersed in the hustle and bustle among the hook bars.

Xu Zhiqiong ordered another pot of wine and some food and wine, and asked Jiang Shengqun to have a few drinks with him.

He wanted to sit there for a while, but the smoke from the fireworks made him reluctant to leave.



The first month has passed, and in the blink of an eye, it is February. The alliance between Qiancheng and Xuanguo has been settled. Detailed alliances have been made on military affairs, government affairs, commercial affairs and many other matters. It is time for Liang Yuyao to return to Daxuan.

Hong Zhenji sent Xu Zhiqiong all the way outside Shenlin City, and ordered all the states and counties along the way to extend their hospitality.

Xu Zhiqiong declined Hong Zhenji's kindness and persuaded Liang Yuyao to keep it simple.

Liang Yuyao naturally wanted to listen to Xu Zhiqiong, and without any fanfare along the way, she ordered a group of Onmyojis to man the magic circle and rush to Yuhai City as soon as possible.

Song Jinglong, the sea worm, had been waiting in Yuhai City for a whole year. According to the rules, he and his sailors could not dock except to collect water and rice.

Liang Yuyao certainly did not treat them badly and sent them a lot of money every month. However, after being away from home for a long time, he was eager to return home. Finally, Liang Yuyao was expected to come. Song Jinglong could not wait to weigh anchor that day.

But Xu Zhiqiong didn't want to leave. He wanted to stay in Yuhai City for one more day.

Liang Yuyao was puzzled: "What's so good about this place? Why do you have to live here? Is it possible that you also owe a romantic debt here?"

"I don't owe any debt, it's the prefect here who owes the debt!"

The rules set by Xu Zhiqiong himself allowed Qiancheng Kingdom to establish civilian cities in various places, and Yuhai City complied with this.

The municipal tax was levied at 30%, but Yuhai City collected 50%. The prefect secretly added 10% of the government donation and 10% of the county donation.

I can’t change my habit of stretching out my hands. These hands should be chopped off!

Xu Zhiqiong was ready to go to the magistrate's house tonight and chop off his hands. Xia Hu suddenly appeared in Yuhai City and stopped Xu Zhiqiong.

"You don't need to worry about this matter. Leave it to me. There are many states and counties like this in Qiancheng Kingdom. There are some problems that they can't correct. I will help them correct them."

Xia Hu has more courage. Xu Zhiqiong appreciates it very much, but is a little worried: "Madam, this is easy to say, but not easy to do."

"I know it's not easy, and there may be many dangers, but you have paved the road. If I don't know how to walk, I will not be a good man. What's more, I have helpers around me."

Xia Hu looked at He Qingye, who was squatting in the market, asking the price of a fish seller.

"How much does this green leaf cost?"

The girl replied: "This green leaf weighs more than two kilograms and costs five hundred coins."

He Qingye smiled slightly: "Your price is a bit expensive!"

The girl was unconvinced: "What kind of price and what kind of quality? My father caught this fish this morning. It is fresh and firm. The price is not expensive."

He Qingye looked at the girl and whispered softly: "Girl, you are lucky."

The girl didn't quite understand what she meant, so she muttered in a low voice: "You won't suffer any loss if you buy this fish, and you are considered lucky."

Qingye smiled: "Yes, I am lucky, I want this fish."



Jizhou, Anjin County, Tieshuan Village.

This is a deserted village, a pure deserted village.

Previously, there was a tiger demon hiding in this deserted village. The tiger demon had a dragon beard in its body and also raised a group of ghosts.

Later, Xu Zhiqiong went to Tieshuan Village, killed the tiger demon, took away the dragon's beard, and arrested all the ghosts. Tieshuan Village has since become a truly deserted village.

In an abandoned farmhouse, Ye Ansheng set up an altar and began to pray to an unknown existence.

Ever since Ye Ansheng ignited the resentment of Qiancheng Kingdom, he established a connection with this unknown existence.

This unknown existence taught Ye Ansheng the process of the ceremony, asked him to prepare the corresponding sacrifices, and asked him to complete the ceremony at the designated time.

The candlelight flickered on the altar, and Ye Ansheng glanced at the two prepared sacrifices.

One is a stone with soul. The stone is one foot square and can express some wishes. It cannot be heard or seen, but Ye Ansheng can feel it.

The other sacrifice was a piece of dead wood that could walk, more than three feet long. It was usually sealed in a wooden box. As long as it left the wooden box, it could slowly squirm.

These two sacrifices were found by Ye Ansheng in Hanzhong Province of Qiancheng Kingdom, which was one of the strongholds where Yuan Chengfeng hid his belongings.

The feeling in his thoughts became stronger and stronger, and Ye Ansheng realized that the unknown existence had arrived in the world.

The walking wood slowly crawled onto the stone, dissolved with the stone, and gradually came together.

Seeing the process of the two merging, Ye Ansheng felt dizzy.

He saw chaos, a chaos he couldn't understand.

Dangerous signs flooded into his thoughts. Ye Ansheng stood up quickly and walked out of the farmhouse without having time to clean up the altar.

Walking into the yard, Ye Ansheng quickly rushed to the door.

Just after passing through the courtyard gate, Ye Ansheng found himself back in the farmhouse again.

Is this a magic circle?

Or magic?

Ye Ansheng recalled the scene of walking through the yard and realized that he might have been lost.

The altar in the farmhouse is still there, but the two fused sacrifices have disappeared.

Without thinking much, Ye Ansheng rushed out of the farmhouse again, used telepathy to stabilize his mind, and rushed towards the courtyard gate again.

But he still didn't leave the yard, he returned to the farmhouse again.

Under the candlelight, a strange sound came to my ears.

The sound was like human speech, like the roar of wild animals, and like the noise made by the rubbing of grass and trees.

"What a heavy breath, you are his."

Ye Ansheng relied on instinct, knelt on the ground, lowered his head and said: "I am willing to surrender to you."

"Submit? You are his, how do you know how to surrender? Tell me where he is? I will let you live, hehehehe!"

Volume 4, Cang Long’s dominance, the end!

Dear readers, the salad is late.

(End of chapter)


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