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Chapter 25 Yunze Dajun

"I will pick up the Taoist priest in the morning three days later."

Ye Xuan sent Cui Qingfeng to the door, and the two said goodbye to each other.

He no longer locked the door of Partridge Temple, turned to his bedroom, and sat at the table, his fingers brushing the covers of the ancient books sent by Cui Qingfeng, his eyes wandering.

What is certain is that Zhou Tiehu must be dead, and someone is pretending to be him.

Who could this person be? There is no way to escape Zheng Yunlong and his companion.

They transferred me, Cui Qingfeng, and Zhao Qing to investigate the arrival of the evil god. Is the purpose really that simple?

I'm afraid not entirely.

Cui Qingfeng had previously said that they and Zhou Tiehu were investigating another case, and when the results were about to come out, they were suddenly transferred and another head catcher, Zheng Yunlong, took over.

Could it be that the matter they were investigating involved the River God Water Mansion?

Because Zheng Yunlong and his companions were worried that Cui Qingfeng and Zhao Qing would know something, so they wanted to kill people and silence them, and I was just along for the ride?!

Ye Xuan organized his thoughts in a very short time and grasped the key.

He was worried for a moment.

If you participate in the investigation of the evil god three days later, you can foresee that it will be a bloody storm.

But if I don't participate, there's no guarantee that Zheng Yunlong and the two will become suspicious and kill me anyway!

Now that I have very little family property here, it is impossible to pack up my belongings and run away. I don’t even know where to run to or who to seek refuge with.

He couldn't make a decision for a while, so he sighed and simply flipped through a few books sent by Cui Qingfeng.

These books all record the local customs and customs of this place. Ye Xuan opened one at random and found the contents highlighted by Cui Qingfeng to read.

This article mainly tells about a wedding ceremony in Shihe County and its surrounding areas.

The ceremony comes from the legendary love story between Lord Yunze, who ruled Baili River, and a mortal woman.

In folk love stories, both men and women usually have to face various interferences from their parents, relatives, and powerful forces, but the ending is finally happy.

The same is true for the love story between Lord Yunze and a mortal woman.

The book said that this mortal woman was the daughter of the Chun family. When Lord Yunze, who was a god and had a profound background, got married to her, he made a hundred miles of Chun trees bloom, which also means that water and wood are sympathizing with each other.

The bloodline born from this god and a mortal woman has been passed down from generation to generation in the human world for hundreds of thousands of years.

But Ye Xuan searched through the classics and found no description of the current traces of their bloodline heirs.

"Master Yunze..." Ye Xuan frowned and murmured in a low voice.

The name of this god always makes him feel inexplicably connected with the river god Shuifu.

Perhaps it is because the names of both gods are related to water.

The book said that Lord Yunze had a profound background and was the youngest son of a certain great god.

In this case, he should have had some reputation in the divine court at that time. Why is there no mythological allusion about him among the people? Where did he go after marrying the daughter of the Chun family?

Are there any connections between the Chun family daughter, Lord Yunze, Chun Shen, Zhang Da, and the River God Shui Mansion? Who is hiding behind it?

What is the purpose of that person's existence?

Thousands of thoughts came to Ye Xuan's mind, and he vaguely felt that a big net was slowly being laid out, and a certain inadvertent detail might become the key to the final tightening of this big net!

"Brother!" Ye Xuan was thinking deeply when his daughter's cry suddenly came to his ears.

He turned around and saw his worried eyes.

Nannan hugged his arm, her round eyes flashing: "Brother, what's wrong with you?"

Ye Xuan pretended to be deep in thought and said slowly: "Brother is thinking, what should we eat tonight?"

"Don't we have rice to eat?" Nannan was successfully diverted by Ye Xuan and said worriedly, "We don't have rice to eat, so we can only eat lolulu."

Ye Xuan couldn't figure out what the connection between 'what to eat tonight' and 'no rice to eat' or even 'eat lolulu' was.

Children's thinking is always a hammer in one place and an ax in the other. When they are pieced together by chance, they lose their authenticity.

Ye Xuan shook his head and laughed, and patted his daughter on the head: "You want to eat Lu Lu Lu so much? You have been raising them for several days."

"Yes." Nannan nodded matter-of-factly, "When Nannan feeds them every day, she watches them drool."

"..." Ye Xuan's face froze.

I don’t know what the two Lululu will think when they hear what Nannan said.

As the sky turned to dusk, Nannan helped Ye Xuan light the fire. She had mastered the skills of making a fire.

First add the flammable and oily leaves, then the slightly harder firewood, and finally put on the big firewood, and Nannan's work is complete.

While she was lighting the fire, Ye Xuan chopped up the sheep and scorpions and made a random stew of sheep and scorpions.

The color of the soup is slightly black due to the soy sauce. The sheep and scorpions are piled in the soup, like an isolated island from a grave. With a little green decoration, the fragrance rushes into the nostrils.

Sheep and scorpions are best eaten in winter.

In the twelfth lunar month of winter, pour a cup of Niulanshan, eat a piece of sheep scorpion in a boiling soup pot, and drink a sip of wine, which will comfort you for a lifetime.

However, it is not winter now, and there is no Niulan Mountain here.

In front of only a pot of sheep and scorpions, Ye Xuan also picked up three bowls of rice.

Nannan's appetite is several times that of his, so comparative data cannot be drawn.

After dinner, my daughter felt sleepy soon and went to bed.

Ye Xuan threw the sheep bone to Fat Tiger and let him hold it to chew. He lay on the wicker chair for a while. After half an hour, he began to practice boxing.

He can now practice the Tiger Kasaya Boxing technique completely six times, which takes an hour and a half.

After an hour and a half, the physical body could no longer bear the infusion of vitality and had to stop.

But Ye Xuan ate another spiritual fish today, which took half a moment longer than before - the body tempering effect brought to him by the spiritual fish in the stone pit was rapidly weakening.

After he finished practicing the boxing technique, he opened his mouth and spat out, and streams of white air burst out, blowing the leaves in the distance to the ground.

The white air was surging and rolling, and it was five feet long, with a fierce tiger gradually taking shape within it.

Ye Xuan collected the white energy, hid it under his tongue, took the bear skin, and exhaled the tiger breath, practicing it repeatedly until he gradually felt tired, then he stopped, slowly dissipating the tiger breath, and letting it fill his whole body.

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Tiger energy is not the 'qi' of the Qi refining realm.

It cannot circulate in a warrior's body, and after it is cultivated, it can only be dispersed into limbs and bones or used to refine magic weapons to nourish the body, like water without roots.

The piece of bear skin in Ye Xuan's hand gradually changed from metallic black to black and blue, with slightly lighter markings appearing on it.

After another two or three days of diligent sacrifice and refining, this magical weapon will take shape.

Just in time to deal with the crisis in three days!

While Ye Xuan was holding the bear skin and thinking deeply, the tiger spirit had already climbed up the wall and said hello: "Taoist!"

Hearing this clear and crisp female voice, but with a strong and rough meaning, Ye Xuan looked happy and turned around to see the tiger spirit on the wall. He was about to speak, but he didn't know how to address him.

He suddenly remembered that until now, he did not know the name of this female tiger spirit, so he could only call out: "Female Donor!"


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