The 108 police station is as "disgusting" as imagined. The two little ghosts Yinmu and Guihe are so close to each other, making love to each other, making Birdman and Swing both envious and jealous.
"Pour some tea!" Birdman deliberately made things difficult for him, "Bring three cups, drink one, watch one, and throw one away."
Gui Ji and He Yin smiled, not annoyed at all, and respectfully poured tea and snacks for their two benefactors.
"The tea is too hot, I want herbal tea!" Birdman said.
"Yes, sir." Guiji offered him a drink instead.
"It's too cold again!" Birdman said, "I want tea that is both hot but not hot, cool but not cold, hot but not cold, hot but not cold at the same time!"
"Yin Yang tea, sir, are you talking about Yin Yang tea?" Yin Mou asked.
"Um? Is there really such a tea?" Birdman was talking nonsense, but he didn't expect it to be true, so he said nonsense, "Yes, yes, yes, Yin Yang tea is Yin Yang tea. I drank it a few days ago in Duobao Village, Wangji Town next door.
It’s delicious! Go get it!”
"I don't know what Mr. Wangji Town Duobao Village said," Yinmu pulled out a document from a pile of documents, "but there is Yin Yang Tea in this place."
The birdman took the file and looked at it, "Zhangjia Village?" The file said that there was a big flood in Zhangjia Village two hundred years ago that shouldn't have happened. Many villagers should have died, but when the ghost messenger came to
During the investigation, it was found that there was no wild ghost, and there was a formation to prevent the ghosts from entering the village.
From then on for more than two hundred years, almost no ghosts in Zhangjiacun reported to the local city god. It also specifically stated: "According to the villagers who went out, we learned that the people in the village like to drink a drink that is both hot but not hot, and cool but not cold."
Cool, hot but also cool, hot but also cool tea, it has extraordinary longevity and health care effects."
"Sir, do you want to go take a look?" Yin Mou asked.
"This matter..." Birdman needs to think about it. Judging from the files, there must be an expert in Zhangjia Village, but Crow is seriously injured at this time. If the "expert" is not a good person, something might happen.
Capsizing in the sewer is definitely not what the crow wants to see.
"Hey! What are you afraid of? I have a golden reel stick!" Swing said proudly, holding a stick.
"Go to hell!" Birdman cursed.
After thinking about it again, Wu Yao decided to go and have a look. There were many cases assigned to the 108 Police Station by the underworld, and each one was very difficult. This one seemed a little more "gentle". After all, "there are no bad people who like to drink tea." Sit down.
On Qilin, the fox and crow "strongly warned" Yinmu and Guiji to take good care of their rooms and not to play kissing or anything like that, and then flew to Zhangjiacun with a ray of light.
The two little ghosts smiled and sent the two monsters away. "What a lovely benefactor."
"Yes, what a happy family."
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Qilin was very fast and arrived at its destination in less than an hour. This place was already in the mortal world, so of course Qilin couldn't show its true colors, "Let's change into a donkey."
Qilin shook his head, not very satisfied with Birdman's plan.
"Cow?" Swing said.
"Zhizhi (this is okay)." The little unicorn shook its body a few times and turned into a purple cow.
"Are you stupid? Have you ever heard that there are purple cows in the world? They are as stupid as your master's swing!" said the birdman.
Qilin moved its muscles and its color changed to yellow.
Just like that, the birdman and the swing led the cow into the village.
There is indeed a formation outside the village. It is very sophisticated, but it has no blocking effect. Speaking of which, the reason why the ghosts and Chenghuang Lands dare not enter the village is probably because they are afraid of death. There are many temporary workers at the grassroots level in the Three Realms.
, are often killed by unknown monsters, of course the courage
It is very small. And the policy of the underworld is relatively loose. As long as no big trouble occurs, it is fine, so it is understandable that those ghost agents are unwilling to risk entering the village. The situation in this village should be solved by just one official ghost agent. It is a pity that the underworld even temporarily
There are not enough workers, let alone formal ones.
Entering the village, the breeze blows on your face and the aura is pleasant. "What a great place." Swing said.
"It is indeed a good place." Bird Man said, "Aura is a thing that has both advantages and disadvantages for living beings. If the aura is too low, the living beings will not grow long, and diseases and disasters will continue, but too much aura will not do. Too much aura will consume mortals.
The power of the soul can easily cause the soul to become loose and scattered, and eventually turn into dementia. Moreover, for living beings, aura can be regarded as a kind of drug, which is addictive and can easily produce demonic obstacles. The aura in this place has reached the maximum limit before addiction, and the content is very subtle. "
When I came to the village square, I saw hundreds of old men and women sitting under the trees and chatting. There was no young person. There was a well in the center of the square, and there was a sound coming from inside: "It's neither hot nor hot, nor is it cool but not cold. It's cool."
It feels like "hot, but also cool". I think the so-called "yin and yang tea" is brewed with this water. Seeing the arrival of the bird man and the swing, the old people were very curious.
"Hello." Swing said hello.
"Hello, girl." the old people responded.
"Are you very old?" Swing asked again.
"Yes, yes, I am one hundred, eighty or ninety years old." The old people replied with a smile.
"Why aren't you dead yet?" Swing Qian is a guy who can't speak at all. Her words left Birdman and Qilin speechless.
"We don't know either, hahaha..." It's strange that when faced with such rude words from a stranger, every old man didn't get angry, but laughed. "We don't know either, we really live a long time
Hey, I’m not dead yet, hahaha…”
The birdman approached the mouth of the well, observed carefully, and found that there seemed to be two fish at the deepest part of the well, one black and one white. The two fish were spinning around the edge of the well, and the soft Yin Qi and Yang Qi flowed into the water. "This!
If I read it correctly, it should be the legendary human emperor Huang Diyu
The yin and yang fish in the pond, right?! So here?!" It is said that Huang Di once fell into the river when he was a child, and two fish rescued him, one black and one white. Huang Di kept them in the pond. It is said that these two fish
The fish was given to the Emperor by Taishang Daozu for his cultivation.
"Brother, are you thirsty? Do you want some tea?" An old man said with a smile, "The tea brewed in the well water is very good. Do you want some?"
Other old people said: "Yes, yes, maybe it's the well water that keeps us alive, hahaha..."
The eyes of the old people are full of sincerity, and their happiness embraces laughter, which is very contagious.
"No, no." The birdman shook his head, "I don't dare to drink without the owner's consent. I don't dare to drink." Now the crow is almost certain that there must be a great immortal here.
Sure enough, not long after, a wave of spiritual power came from the entrance of the village. An old man rode a donkey backwards towards the birdman. As he walked, he sang: Gods are good, gods are wonderful, the days of gods are so ridiculous...
"Zhang Guo!" Swing Qian said in surprise.
Zhang Guolao came to Birdman, bowed his head and bowed, "I have seen the Immortal."
The birdman quickly returned the greeting: "I have seen a great god."
Swing was excited, "Wow, wow, wow, Zhang Guoye, Zhang Guoye! One of the Eight Immortals! What a powerful person, actually in front of us, wow wow..."
Zhang Guolao smiled: "Girl of Jade Swing, the old man is polite."
"Wow, it's such an honor for a senior preparatory priest like you to know Xiaoyao's name!" Swing knelt on the ground with a snap, "Hello, Uncle Zhang!"
"No, no, no, no," Zhang Guolao saw the swing kneeling down and quickly used his magic power to help him up. "You are Mr. Yu's beloved daughter. How can you kneel down like an old man? You can't kneel down. You can't kneel down. Get up quickly. Get up quickly."
Bird Heart said: "It is said that Zhang Guo is good at divination and calculation of the past. He can actually see through my identity at a glance. It is really amazing. None of the Eight Immortals are simple."