Wei Hao, who was rushing on the starry night, suddenly felt something from Lingtai. He noticed that in the direction of Fucheng, someone had made a magic weapon with his own spiritual energy. He suddenly felt strange: "This person is also very courageous. Now that the limelight is so tight, he still dares to stand next to me."
side."
If you can still do this when you are strictly investigating "images" and "flying knives", you must be firmly on Wei Hao's side.
I also felt quite emotional in my heart: This person is so proud.
He originally guessed that it was painted by a piebald fox, but the temperament he sensed was not as elegant as that of a piebald fox, so he naturally ruled out the possibility of the old fox king.
"I hope this person is okay."
Not caring about others at the moment, he noticed the twinkling stars in the sky and quickly continued on his way, seducing the stars to follow him.
Along the way, chasing the stars and chasing the moon, there were many qi machines locked together. Only now did Wei Hao realize Yuan Junping's suffering. It was really uncomfortable all over his body.
In comparison, Yuan Junping is more miserable. He has some skills, but not many. He can only survive by running around and cheating.
It's a pity that it goes to one place and causes harm to another place, and it still can't be relieved despite being tossed around.
Fortunately, he gave the "Shennong Pearl" to Wei Hao, and he got some relief, but only a little.
Now that Wei Hao is also being hunted by the Three Realms, Wei Hao is thinking that that sloppy Taoist will probably have to live a hard life again.
It was night. Boss Qian, a private salt dealer who had received Chen Mengnan's paintings, was afraid of a long night and many dreams, so he hurried back to a den with the scrolls. On the way, the guards also complained: "Brother, there are many monsters at night. I will not walk at night in the future."
OK."
"You know what the heck, 'Five Willow Alley' is full of bad things. I can't spend the night there. If someone robs me, you won't have time to regret it."
Boss Qian then added, "Ordinary monsters can't withstand the ones we kill. It's not like we haven't killed them at Wuchao Pass at that time."
"That's what I say, but if we encounter a powerful monster, then we are not the same dish?"
"Shut your crow mouth, what nonsense are you talking about!"
"..."
The escorts of private salt dealers were all brothers who had come out to work, and many of them were people from Wuchao County. It was considered a friendship of the township party.
Wu Chao Pass fought against the army of the "Third Prince of Witchcraft", and he had experience in killing monsters on the city walls, otherwise he would not have become a new star in the business of selling private salt...
Boss Qian has been in the industry for one year and has made as much money as a veteran private salt dealer for ten years. He has no choice but to do it. He is a tough guy and his colleagues can only endure it even if they have deep hatred.
What if one day the old private salt dealers also need a way to cross the land where monsters are infested?
Things that are not guaranteed.
Therefore, even if boss Qian is a bastard, the senior colleagues in the industry will admit it.
Most of the private salt dealers in the area where the river meets the sea use boats, but Boss Qian does the opposite. He usually travels at night in a wheelbarrow and specializes in country roads.
The dilapidated temples around him are his hideouts one after another.
There is no better place to bring bulk goods.
There was a dark wind on the road, but the private salt dealers were not afraid of ordinary ghosts. They were not good people, and they had experience in killing monsters. They had their own evil spirits. In addition, they were good at martial arts, and their qi and blood were as full as fire. Lonely Soul Wild
If a ghost bumps into them, they will run far away.
But as the saying goes, if you walk a lot at night, you will inevitably encounter some troublesome ghosts.
After the feng shui changes in the north of Fucheng, there were many more evil ghosts gathering next to the ghostly tombs of wealthy families.
In the past, at night, the tombs of many wealthy families could transform into luxury and bustling cities, comparable to the wealthy places on earth.
But things are different now. One side of the mountain is covered with flowers, while the other side is dilapidated and chaotic.
At first glance, it seems that the residence of the rich is right next to the slums, which is a bit absurd.
Unlike the old private salt dealers, Boss Qian has not only killed monsters, he has also seen elves who help people fight against monsters, so he has a strong foundation in his mind.
He regards the spirits in this geomantic treasure land as good people in the market; he regards those fierce and vicious ghosts as scoundrels.
Traveling in this way makes it easier to grasp.
The wheelbarrow team walked five miles. There used to be a mountain temple on the hill, but it was dilapidated and became a place where nearby villagers stored firewood and hay. Under the base of the statue, Boss Qian changed it into a place for storing salt.
's cellar.
This den is unremarkable and is most suitable for resting at night.
However, Boss Qian reminded me tonight: "There have been some foreign dirty things in Gangbei recently, so be smart."
"Brother, tell me why are you doing this? You can just sleep in Wuliu Alley for one night, why bother with this?"
"If we encounter a bad ghost, we will have to suffer another disaster."
Boss Qian was quite stubborn and sneered: "You don't care, you know how to leave if you can't harm others. If people harm others, how many of you have the brains to stand up to others' concern?"
"..."
"..."
The younger brothers all shrank their heads and remained silent.
Brother is right, and he couldn't be more right.
When ghosts harm people, it's usually due to bad luck, but it's a one-and-done deal, just get through it and it's over.
But if someone harms someone else, it really can’t stand up to calculations.
Every one of the old, young, women, and children on the road is extremely vicious. If you fall into the trap, your life will be at risk.
Comparing the two, Boss Qian and his group are more willing to go head-to-head with ghosts, but there is still hope anyway.
But if you meet a colleague who is trying to take advantage of others, then you are really just eating people without spitting out their bones.
"Torino wake up!"
Boss Qian patted the scroll in his arms, and felt at ease in his heart. He secretly said: I still have the ability to deal with ghosts, so what are I afraid of?
If he had to deal with Jiangyang's thieves, he, a private salt dealer, really couldn't handle it...
Ever since, while resting at the dilapidated mountain temple, Boss Qian even secretly prayed in his heart that if he really met a gangster, it would be best not to be a human being.
While they were resting, there were Lao Jianghu who had just come off the gambling table in several courtyards of "Wu Liu Lane".
The owner of the courtyard listed as "Dong's House" is Dong Sanniang, a boat girl who used to be the number one in Fucheng. She served her sweetheart tonight, but instead of sleeping with her head covered as usual, her old sweetheart was tossing and turning in the bed, obviously uneasy.
"Didn't Alang win the silver? Why does it feel like he lost?"
Dong Sanniang was a little curious, so she asked.
"Boss Qian's painting..."
After reciting these words, the old prime minister suddenly sat up from the bed, and then showed a fierce look, "Boss Qian can't go back to Fucheng now. He can only go to his hiding place, those other courtyards where people are entertained, and
His temperament means he will definitely not go!"
"Alang, what do you want?"
"With that painting, I can come and go freely when I go to Jiangbei. Wouldn't it be easy to bring in private goods? The world is bound to be in chaos now. I know that Mr. Wang is a ruthless person. If I perform meritorious deeds, I might be able to win over him.
His subordinates were promoted and made rich..."
After saying that, the old friend actually took out the dagger from under the pillow, took out the saber while wearing pajamas, threw aside the clothes in the palace, put on the night clothes, and only exposed a pair of eyes: "I don't want Boss Qian either."
Life, as long as you hand over the painting, everything will be easy."
"Alang!"
Dong Sanniang did not dissuade her, but reminded her, "Alang can think of something that others can't think of? Our alley has thousands of officials and hundreds of officials. Aren't they envious?"
She understands that her old sweetheart is eyeing the "image", and she also hopes that her sweetheart will be promoted and make a fortune, so that he can take care of her business in the future, which will naturally lead to more harvests.
But this matter is never that simple. Boss Qian, a private salt dealer, is afraid of having long nights and having many dreams. Why aren’t the people who are targeting Boss Qian also afraid of having long nights and having many dreams?
There are more wolves and less meat. If a fire breaks out, you may lose your life.
When the old prime minister heard this, he was suddenly startled, and then said: "Then I will go out and take a look first."
It was better not to go out. After he went out, he found that there was no movement in the surrounding courtyard rooms. He listened carefully to the sounds and identified their positions, only to realize that many old Jianghus with superb martial arts were no longer here.
"It's so cute..."
I was cursing, I thought I had a good mind, but now I suddenly found that my mind was really slow.
Boss Qian only paid two thousand taels and got a portrait. How can he not make people jealous?
What's more, the prostitutes here are not necessarily rich or noble, but most of them are well-known people from prefectures and counties.
There are many heads of arrests, many from thousands of households, and there are even alternate county captains, waiting for the official document to be issued to take office...
After realizing that he was not responsible, he took off his night clothes again, and then got back into Dong Sanniang's bed irritably.
After lying down again, Dong Sanniang touched her best friend's chest and said: "You, you, Youdao are too impatient to eat hot tofu. Boss Qian is a smuggler in salt. Why do you keep an eye on him? He is a desperado from Wuchao County, and he cannot do anything wrong."
So. If you have this idea, why not go to Fucheng at dawn and find Mr. Chen to agree on a manuscript."
"If I come to the door, I will be interrogated by the government. There are many colleagues staring at my seat. You also know it, Sanniang. The investigation is strict now. 'Like', it is a prohibited thing for treason..."
"My good man, I see you are usually smart, why are you so confused now?"
Dong Sanniang quickly reminded him, "Where is the 'likeness' in the painting by Mr. Chen? Why do I see it is completely different from the 'image' in daily life? What Mr. Chen painted is just a rough man with a beard and a tiger's beard."
A reckless man..."
"Um?"
"The leopard's head is ringed with eyes, and the swallow's chin and tiger's beard are completely different from Wei. How can you dare to say that this is a 'resemblance'?"
"Yes, yes, yes, yes..."
"When someone talks about it, they say it's a resemblance..." Dong Sanniang chuckled, "Alang, just tell him this: I have two eyes and one mouth like your father, so am I your biological father?"
"Hahahahahaha..."
The old prime minister laughed suddenly, and then said, "I listened to Sanniang. After dawn, I went to visit the chief arrester. Brother Zhang treated me very well. I just happened to go with him to Mr. Chen's place. This is considered too much.
A talisman."
"As long as Alang understands, take a rest quickly."
"Have a rest. I'm full of energy now. I'm going to have a good time first..."
After that, Dong Sanniang was stripped naked. After a while of teasing, there were moans and gasps in the courtyard. It was really lively.
Some people give up their ideas, and naturally some people take action.
After leaving "Wu Liu Lane", water and land transportation were quite developed, and a team of people followed on horseback, almost following Boss Qian's path perfectly.
"The man surnamed Qian is really cunning. He won't go through the waterway, but sticks to the shore and digs into the hills."
"That guy is always cautious, Commander-in-Chief, if we are robbed, should we do it more cleanly?"
"If he knows the situation and pays for his life, that's it. If he doesn't know the situation, let's just do what Baihu ordered."
"There are a lot of wild ghosts nearby, so the knife edge should be smeared with blood first."
Qi and blood can drive away evil spirits, not to mention the arrogant soldiers killed among the dead, they are like blood evil spirits, ghosts and ghosts will stay away when they see them.
"etc!!"
The troops who were about to continue on their way suddenly stopped because of a loud shout from the flag officer. The flag officer took out a bell. After a while, the bell began to shake and vibrate, and then made a crisp sound.
"There's something evil about it!"
This bell is a battlefield weapon that was buried among the dead. Over time, it has undergone strange changes. It can warn those who are full of energy and blood when encountering evil spirits.
Most powerful armies and soldiers have one or two items like this.
“Very strong!!”
The sound of the bell was urgent and seemed to be attracted in a certain direction, which allowed the masked flag officer to immediately determine the location of the evil spirit.
"In Gangbei!"
"General Banner, this is where the ancestral graves of the old Beiyang family are located. How could there be such a change?"
"It's different. The ancestral graves of those old family members are all in the south of Gang. You can see them when you walk along the official road. But you can't see them in the north of Gang. It's not a geomantic treasure. Except for merchants, no one is buried there."
The flag officer was very familiar with this, and then said, "Let's go! Go and see what's going on. If it's a big demon, it shouldn't be easy to do anything tonight."
"But Baihu's orders..."
"Hundred households also want to save some money. After all, Mr. Chen announced the price at two thousand taels. Who knows whether the price will rise to five thousand taels in the future."
After saying that, he took the lead and said loudly, "If there are some little ghosts and wild monsters, let's go to Fucheng to collect the reward at dawn."
"yes!"
Following the guidance of the bell, several fast horses headed straight to the north of the hill. Outside the dilapidated mountain temple, Boss Qian felt something was wrong and said quickly: "I'm afraid something is going to happen, so let's leave quickly!"
"Where are these good guys going this late at night?"
A woman's voice sounded, and Boss Qian raised his eyebrows. Knowing that the person coming was not someone, he immediately said, "I'm passing through here, so I don't want to disturb you. If there is any collision, please contact Haihan."
"You're still reasonable..."
The woman's voice seemed far away, but Boss Qian's face was solemn. Knowing that this was not an ordinary monster, he immediately drew his knife and slashed the palm of his hand.
As outlaws, their energy and blood are not simple. In addition, they have fought against demons in Wuchao County, which gives them a psychological advantage.
Ever since he became a private salt dealer, Boss Qian knew very well that when dealing with monsters and ghosts, the most important thing is momentum. If you are strong, the monsters will be weak. This is a balance of one and the other.
This truth was not realized by Boss Qian, but he heard it from Wei Hao.
Every time he takes a risk, when he thinks of the invincible strong man at the head of Wuchao County, Boss Qian feels that the risks are child's play.
"If you give me a convenience, I will be rewarded during the holidays."
"It seems that he is still a wealthy family who is not short of money and food..."
The woman's voice was quite provocative, with a hint of seduction, but Boss Qian had already stabbed himself, and the pain suppressed his impulse.
The brothers under my command are also quite experienced. They are also smearing blood with their swords and look solemn.
"What do you think of it?"
"consider?"
There was a chuckle, and a dark wind blew in, causing the entire dilapidated mountain temple to collapse immediately.
Fortunately, Boss Qian and others were well prepared and jumped out one after another. Then they opened the huozhe, lit hay and burned firewood.
The entire mountain temple suddenly burst into flames.
By the light of the fire, among the shadows, many ghostly figures were seen wandering back and forth.
Among them there are many fierce ghosts and jackals that grind their teeth and suck blood. But to Boss Qian, these ghosts and jackals are not worth a single cent. They are just things that can be chopped down with a few swords.
Only the frail and weak-looking woman behind the many evil ghosts and wolves made Boss Qian feel numb.
The spirit that has transformed completely has a completely different cultivation level, and seeing that she can control ghosts and wolves, we know that the method is not simple.
Hua Hua, Hua Hua...
The scroll in his arms was vibrating. Boss Qian wanted to use it, but held back.
He worried that something more sinister was lurking.
"Your Excellency, we are just passing by, and this place is close to Beiyang City. If you really take action, you will definitely alert the Patrol Prison to eliminate the Demon Prison. You must know that there are many high-ranking people gathering in Fucheng now, and the Demon King will retreat. Your Excellency, think twice...
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"Huh, use these words to pressure me? How stupid."
The woman had a folding fan in her hand. After slowly opening it, she whispered with a devilish smile, "The sweethearts of you gangsters taste the most delicious..."
At this time, her lips almost split when she smiled, her mouth opened and closed so much that it completely split her earlobes. The fangs in her mouth were filled with scarlet mucus, and her eyes narrowed into a line.
"Brother!"
"Brother, what do you say!"
"Copy guy!"
While Boss Qian's scalp was numb, he also knew that fear was useless. There was only one way to deal with this kind of unreasonable monster.
Life and death!
"Go to Gangnan!"
Boss Qian made a quick decision, gripped the long knife tightly, and ran away with his men.
In an instant, many jackals and ghosts rushed up, thinking they were frightened. However, as soon as they got close, they were struck with sharp machetes.
No matter how ferocious the evil spirits are, they cannot be more ferocious than desperadoes.
The moment the two parties came into contact, the woman was startled. These strong men looked extremely rough, but in fact they were like walking blood evil spirits. Ordinary ghosts could not get close to them.
There was a shrill scream, so harsh that it shook the entire hill. In a luxurious cemetery, an old man heard the sound and immediately stamped his feet and said: "It's a disaster, it's a disaster, what should we do now?"
What should we do now? They are coming to occupy our cave."
"Master, you are the demon king now, you can't mess up your own rules..."
"I'm a piece of shit! If it weren't for Gong, I wouldn't even be able to survive the tribulation. Hey, what should I do? What should I do? I should have known how to use the magic of fighting with two hands."
"I usually use the title of Demon King to scare people, but now I can no longer scare people, so I think of learning magic again?"
"You old fox bitch, you are already in a hurry, so why bother saying such things again!"
The old man, who was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, felt anxious and went out to see the situation. As soon as he went out, he was so scared that he shrank back. The scene was actually hundreds of fierce ghosts and wolves chasing a dozen men.
The end is very powerful.
"It's over, it's over, I'm afraid this is not going to stain the cave with blood and ruin the feng shui here..."
Just as he was complaining, he heard a man shout: "Brother, what are you doing!"
"Boss!"
Outside the old man saw a man in a brocade robe, and when he broke his back, he shook the things on his chest away.
It was a scroll. When the scroll was unfolded, there was a painting. The painting was of a figure. On it was a mighty man with a leopard's head and ringed eyes, a swallow's jaw and a tiger's beard.
"Huh?"
Outside the veteran staff, I always felt that although I had never met this man before, I should know him.
"Since you are so persistent in pursuing me, don't blame me for being rude!"
After shaking off the scroll, Boss Qian bit his fingertips and splashed the blood on the painting. Immediately, a bloody knife flew out. Even Boss Qian himself did not expect such a miracle.
"Monster! Die—"
The bloody knife came out of the painting, followed by a thick arm. Then, a complete and ferocious man came out and slashed violently at the ghost in front of him.
This chop scared the old man to the point where he suddenly revealed his form, transformed into a spotted fox, and scurried back into the cave, never daring to come out to inquire about the situation again.