Chapter 22 On July 7, there is a ghost woman reborn
In the next two days, Zhou Yi continued to stay in Xu Mansion.
The death of toad spirit Bai Yu did not attract any attention.
There are no other monsters coming to seek revenge.
This made Zhou Yi feel a little relieved.
With the improvement of health-preserving power, "Traveling in the Clouds" has also broken through the previous bottleneck.
Not only has the maximum height increased again, exceeding thirty floors, but it can also complete a pause of about three breaths in the air.
The only regret is that this second wisp of smoke did not improve the scalp environment.
His head was still pure and shining, and there was no sign of becoming a black-haired paradise.
"The great cause of returning to secular life cannot be stopped. Apart from growing hair, we can only go to the eminent monks and ask for approval."
"But there is no whereabouts of the eminent monk in the small black letters."
"Even if there is, the outside world is so scary... until I figure out my 'level', I'd better continue to stay at home."
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Another day.
The clouds in the sky were dyed by the rays of light coming from the distance, and they were like a fire under the setting sun.
Uncharacteristically, the maid Xiangzhu didn't go out to hang out.
"Sir, I met that young man on the street today."
Zhou Yi smiled and said: "They are all in the same county, what's so strange about it?"
There was a hint of weirdness in Xiangzhu's eyes: "The widower named Chen Chi lives in a small mountain village outside the county. He has a humble business and a poor family, but he can spend a lot of money to buy a horse. Isn't it strange enough?"
"oh?"
Zhou Yi put down the "Chronicles of the Five Northern Kingdoms" in his hand.
Clamp the page with a new leaf.
Then he raised his head and examined a pair of proud fragrance beads.
"You changed your career to become a detective?"
Xiangzhu was slightly stunned: "Detective?"
Zhou Yi smiled and said: "Well, this is the saying in our temple, it is similar to head arrest that is not controlled by the yamen."
"What a strange name."
Xiangzhu murmured in a low voice, but the eerie village where he secretly followed the young man came to mind, and a chill suddenly rose in his heart.
The monk vaguely revealed before that the young man named Chen Chi was not simple.
Since the monk recovered from his illness, his behavior has become more and more erratic. Recently, he has been working from dawn to dusk to practice the introductory Qing Gong of a declining sect.
What a handsome bald man full of mysteries.
Perhaps only through the help of that young man can we find out the secret hidden by the monk!
"I wonder what your plans are next, sir? Are you going to find that man?"
Xiangzhu asked, quite expecting in her heart.
"Xiangzhu, do you live by the sea?"
"Ah... I can't help it. Why did you suddenly find out about your hometown? Hehe, what do you want to do?"
"I don't want to... what Xiaoseng means is that if you don't live by the sea, then don't worry about it."
"you!"
Zhou Yi shook his head, too lazy to argue with Xiangzhu anymore. He looked out the window, where the clouds were rolling and relaxing, and he saw the sunset glowing like fire.
Of course he still remembered the strange bird hiding in the shadow of the young man.
Before, he was not sure whether the sword energy could harm monsters other than Xu Hua.
But after killing the great demon Bai Yu, Zhou Yi gained a new understanding of his ultimate move.
That is...it should be a little strong.
But there is no way to tell how strong it is.
Besides, he didn't know how many monsters and ghosts still lived in Wenhe County.
As a quasi-returning monk who has a long and arduous road to hair growth, you must be able to endure loneliness and impulsiveness, and must not be hasty.
Xiangzhu is somewhat regretful.
But Zhou Yi stood up and put on his scarf firmly: "I've been here for so long and I haven't left the house. Today is the festival, so let's go out quietly to have a good time."
"Eating out? Okay!" Surprise appeared on Xiangzhu's face, and she glanced at the monk shyly.
"I have forgotten, today is July 7th."
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Although Jian Dong is not a place with poor mountains and rivers such as Lingnan Road or Xiqin Road, it is also far away from the prosperity of the capital.
Wenhe County is the largest county in Guangyuan County. At dusk, most of the shops on the streets are closed, and the number of pedestrians is obviously much sparse.
A yawning farmer driving an ox cart.
A vendor carrying a pole with a smile on his face.
A scholar wearing a robe and wearing a robe.
There are also women with lowered heads and flushed faces walking in a hurry... For Zhou Yi, everything is full of freshness.
"The little lady's walking posture... is a little strange."
Zhou Yi scratched his bald head and understood something instantly.
I silently warned myself that I still had some curiosity that I shouldn’t have.
Today is July 7th, which is the traditional Qixi Festival and Qiao Qiao Festival.
A day when secular dogs and men gather together to distribute dog food.
This is also the time when Xiao Monk is the most unhappy...
Regarding begging for cleverness, Zhou Yi did know an allusion that happened in another Tang Dynasty.
According to legend, Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty, Li Longji, often built a high platform in the palace on the night of the Chinese Valentine's Day to offer melons and fruits to the Weaver Girl.
He also asked the palace maid to thread the needle with a seven-hole needle and pray to the Immortal Weaver Girl for "skill".
Then put the spider in a small gold box and wait until dawn to open the box and check the density of the spider silk to determine the amount of "sleight of hand" obtained.
At that time, Zhou Yi only thought it was feudal superstition, but now he is a little unsure.
Even if there are no gods in this world.
But there must be similar masters out there.
"Sir, you see, those wealthy families are busy collecting silk and satin that have been drying for a day. This is also one of the traditions of July 7th."
The word "一" is intentionally emphasized by Xiangzhu.
How could you not know the true meaning of the Chinese Valentine's Day?
Zhou Yi smiled and said, "Really? I've also been in the sun for a day."
Xiangzhu asked curiously: "Clothes?"
"Of course not." Zhou Yi moved his eyes down his body and said with a smile: "It's the same thing, something you don't have."
Xiangzhu was startled, then her cheeks turned red, and she lowered her head shyly: "Things that my family doesn't have... Sir, you are so bad!"
Zhou Yiqi asked: "What are you thinking about?"
Xiangzhu said coquettishly: "Whatever the master is thinking is what I am thinking."
Zhou Yi reached down and touched his belly: "I mean the book in my belly, do you have it?"
Xiangzhu opened her mouth wide, then rolled her eyes at Zhou Yi fiercely.
These days, when my husband has nothing to do, he likes to browse the books in the Xu family collection, and he often lets her read more books.
But how can she listen? Reading is simply killing me.
"Sir, I know a good place. It must not be closed yet." Xiangzhu leaned close to Zhou Yi's ear.
"Fine."
Zhou Yi followed Xiangzhu and walked along the long, dark and secluded street of the county town.
On both sides are small courtyards with blue bricks and black tiles or old houses with yellow mud walls.
There were few voices and dim lights.
After turning around an old locust tree and climbing onto the bluestone arch bridge beside the willow bank, my eyes suddenly brightened.
On one side of the river, there are many shops, and blue and gray banners and banners dance in the wind.
Restaurants, tea shops, inns, gambling houses, dental shops, pawn shops... you can find them all.
The lights are bright, the figures are everywhere, and the sky is filled with boiling water.
"Although Wenhe County is small, it is well-equipped. There is the largest restaurant in the county, Qingchun Tower."
Xiangzhu walked with lotus steps and introduced as she walked.
Zhou Yi, who was beside him, suddenly stopped and turned to look at the weeping willows on the river bank not far away.
I saw many women squatting on the bank, putting their babies into the river one by one, and drifting with the current.
If you look closely, you will see that although the "babies" are lifelike, they are all carved from wood wax and are not real babies.
"Sir, what are you looking at? Oh, that is also one of the traditions of the Chinese Valentine's Day, called Huasheng. Young ladies place wax babies in the river to pray for a child."
Xiangzhu said, she didn't know what she was thinking of, her eyes were full of sadness.
Zhou Yi didn't say anything, his eyes stayed on one of the women.
The woman was wearing a light yellow dress, with fluffy temples, dignified temperament, and elegant appearance. At first glance, she was not much different from the other women.
But in Zhou Yi's eyes, her whole body was shrouded in a gray shadow, swaying uncertainly.
Except for Zhou Yi, the other women turned a blind eye to her.
It was as if this person could not be seen at all.
'Weird?'
Zhou Yi's eyes narrowed and he wanted to take it back.
At this time, the cold and snow-white sword pills in the body seemed to be trembling violently, and they were about to roar out!
The sword energy had not yet been released, but a wisp of invisible sword energy crossed the bridge and approached the woman on the bank.
The sadness and tenderness on the woman's face instantly disappeared. When she raised her head, her skin was pale, but her eyes were two frightening black holes, with a faint yellow haze rising.
"Daoyun?"
The woman stood up slowly, stared at Zhou Yi, holding the baby in her arms, a sneer appeared on her lips, and she sent a message across the river: "Where does this young man dare to show off his power in front of the county lord?"
County Lord?
Zhou Yi secretly wondered, what is this title?
He didn't say anything, but the sword pills in his body were rising proudly, and the sword energy overflowed, penetrating the upper, middle and lower dantian, and wandering around the body.
call out……
The faint sword rhyme lingering over the river bank suddenly surged.
Ordinary people around him were completely unaware.
The young ladies on the shore acted as if nothing had happened.
Only the ghost woman who claimed to be the county owner was shaken all over.
The pale, paper-like face had a series of horrifying wrinkles rolled up on it, and the dark eyes showed shock.
"I wonder who you are, an expert?"
The ghost woman struggled and swayed as if facing a formidable enemy, trying to get rid of the suppression of the sword charm, but she did not dare to move rashly.
The ever-expanding sword rhyme has locked her tightly.
Others may not realize it.
But she was able to feel the terrifying coercion contained in it.
If that sword were released, it would kill him in an instant.
Wenhe County is far away from the capital and is located in a remote place. Where did such a terrifying expert come from?
The situation was stronger than that of others, so she didn't care about showing off her power, and hurriedly bowed to him with a face full of humility.
"The slave family is here to see the master. Although I am a ghost, I have always abided by the laws of the underworld. Since I turned into a ghost, I have never harmed anyone randomly. I hope the master will give me a clear warning."
Zhou Yi remained silent.
When faced with evil spirits of unknown origin, the more you talk, the more mistakes you make.
But judging from her reaction, even if she couldn't kill her with her sword, she could still seriously injure him.
This is enough.
The rising trend of sword pills in the body has not stopped.
The night breeze blew gently, blowing the scarf on Zhou Yi's head.
It also exposed that superior hairline.
The frightened ghost woman caught a glimpse of this scene and was suddenly stunned... Bald?
Oh no, that's a bald head.
Suddenly, she remembered something, and her expression changed.
Although my heart was full of disbelief, I still spoke urgently:
"Your Excellency, you are an eminent monk of the Xu family? Senior monk, wait a moment! I can prove that I am not an evil ghost!"