Do Not Seek Fairy Fate

Chapter 469 Entering the City

"Hot Soup Cakes..."

"You bun!"

"Bu Dong... Bu Dong..."

On the long street, the flow of people is like weaving, the noise can be heard, and the bustling scene comes into view.

Mo Qiu stopped slightly, his eyes wavered slightly.

He no longer remembers such a scene where mortals gather, and how long he has not experienced it.

Powerful spiritual thoughts and keen perception make it difficult for practitioners to bear the turbidity of the mundane world.

The higher the cultivation base, the more so.

now.

The supernatural powers of the Xuanyou Cave did not show up, which greatly suppressed the perception of spiritual thoughts, and the flesh orifices were almost closed.

This allows him to walk in the streets of mortals without being affected.

In the eyes, there are flowers, flowers, willows and greens in the gray linen clothes from time to time; the sound of gongs and drums, and the sound of merchants hawking;

Fireworks!

These three words quietly came to mind, and made Mo Qiu face a faint smile.

In the heart, also is quiet.

Blending into the flow of people, he walked along the street, and finally stepped in front of a bookstore, and walked in.

Someone once said.

The secret realm and the cave were originally supposed to be part of the outside world, but they were separated for some reason.

Don't take this for granted.

If it weren't for this, the characters in the cave world could not be so similar to those of the outside world.

Although there is a gap in the accent, it can be imitated with a little adaptation.

Different from others.

People in Jianghu like to go to restaurants and inns to inquire about news, while Mo Qiu often goes to books and stores to read records.

This is also the difference in the understanding of time between the two.

People in the rivers and lakes are concerned about what happened recently, and such gossip often appears in crowded places.

And what Mo Qiu wants to see is often what happened decades ago, or even a long time ago.

The people in the restaurant are less likely to talk about it.

"Old man!"

After flipping through a few magazines and books, Mo Qiu frowned, and asked the drowsy boss of the book store:

"Why is there no record of what happened more than 30 years ago in this sub-record of Lingjun county annals?"

"Thirty years ago?" The old man opened his eyes, hesitated for a moment, and said:

"The county annals here are only excerpted from the yamen. They are not complete at all, and it is normal to have fewer."

"Really?" Mo Qiu's eyes flickered:

"I thought someone deleted it on purpose."

"How can it be..." The old man laughed dumbly, and in the middle of the conversation, he suddenly stopped, with a pensive expression on his face:

"but."

"I remember, there seemed to be such a thing thirty years ago, some things were not allowed..."

In the middle of speaking, his voice stopped abruptly again, he raised his head, and his expression became indifferent.

"Guest officer, do you want to buy books?"

"Ah……"

Mo Qiuwen smiled lightly, shook his head, and put the book back casually.

Walking out of the bookstore with his hands behind his back, he looked thoughtful.

Although the owner of the bookstore didn't speak, the change in his expression could not escape the perception of Daoji monks.

Thirty years ago, when the Taiyi Sect was at its most prosperous, something really happened.

In such a large bookstore, there is not even the word Taiyizong!

As the great sect who spread all over the world and even controlled the court at that time, this is definitely unreasonable.

"call……"

A gust of cold wind blew by, Mo Qiu shrank subconsciously, covered his mouth and coughed twice.

The body is still too weak.

He sighed and looked up.

The plan for now is to find a place to settle down first, take a look at the situation in this world, and then talk about other things.

Well……

There is a store on the road that is recruiting people, so you might as well give it a try.

As he was about to walk, some voices floated into his ears.

"Have you heard?"

"Yesterday, the second young lady of the Wu family in the south of the city committed suicide. I heard that someone polluted her body at night, ruined her reputation, and committed suicide due to humiliation."

"Yeah?"

"How did I hear that it was a ghost seeking his life?"

"cut!"

"That's a way to deceive outsiders. I have a relative who lives in Wu's house, but I saw the mess in the second lady's house with my own eyes."

"It turned out to be like this!"

"That prostitute is so courageous, he even dared to damage Miss Wu's body, and it's still in Wu's own yard."

"yes!"

At a tea stall not far away.

A Taoist with a long banner turned his mouth slightly when he heard this, threw down a few copper plates and stood up, staggering towards the distance.

"clatter……"

Mo Qiu's eyes flickered, he pondered for a while, and followed up.

He is quite curious about the practitioners in this world, since he has the opportunity, he might as well see a thing or two.

Although the injury has not yet recovered, it is easy to deal with a person who has not even started refining qi.

but……

The yin energy is so strong, and the fierce ghosts are carried around, but they are not backlashed, and the kung fu has some skills.

Looking up at the Taoist in front of him, Mo Qiu followed him into a small courtyard.

…………

On the restaurant.

Sitting next to the fence, the Tian siblings looked at the bustling pedestrians on the street.

opposite.

The crowd was crowded, and many big men and women were asking questions to the people of Tian's firm.

"Uncle Ming."

Wearing colorful clothes and holding a folding fan, Tian Jingyi asked a middle-aged man beside him:

"What do you think of these people below?"

Uncle Ming said in a muffled voice: "Most of them have strong muscles and bones, but martial arts are sparse, and there are very few people who can use them."

"I think so too." Tian Qi pouted:

"Ling County is not very popular in martial arts. There are only two martial arts halls in such a large county."

She shook her head slightly, speechless:

"To be honest, there are so few people who practice martial arts, but there are no ghosts and ghosts. It all depends on luck."

Uncle Ming's eyes flickered, he hesitated to speak.

"It looks like it can only be used as an ordinary hand." Tian Jingyi shook his head, took out a rouge box and daubed it lightly on his face:

"Wait to go to the martial arts hall to have a look. In the future, merchants can't always let Uncle Ming lead the battle in person. We still need some good hands."

This world is full of monsters and monsters, and the business routes are dangerous. If there is no master, it will undoubtedly be death.

Even if there are experts...

Sometimes it may not be safe.

"Can you stop putting these messy things on your face all the time." Tian Qi looked at her younger brother and said a little angrily:

"Be more heroic. Our Tian family uses martial arts to inherit the family and has been in business for a hundred years. It doesn't depend on who is good-looking!"

"You can't say that." Tian Jingyi shook his head:

"I'm a boy, with a delicate body, I can't compare to you, and the sheriff is a woman, I heard that she is very masculine, I dress up better, and I can give her a good impression later."

"Besides, conquering the world depends on force, but defending the world depends on wisdom. If you fight and kill, I will not be able to get married."

"you……"

Tian Qi was in a hurry, and couldn't help but glared at the other party angrily:

"I think you just lack practice, you don't have any strength, and you can't do anything when you encounter something."

"I don't want to become full of muscle bumps." Tian Jingyi shrank his body and stared at his sister cautiously:

"Don't you also like muscular men?"

"You know a fart!" Tian Qi rolled her eyes:

"A real master of martial arts, all parts of the body are well coordinated, the muscles are exerted smoothly, and the body shape will tend to be perfect, just like the person we met when we came here."

"A muscular man is just strong."

"Heh..." Tian Jingyi sneered disdainfully:

"You still think about that person?"

"That man's hair is all white, he is enough to be your grandfather, you don't want to marry him to start?"

"I don't!"

"You still said no. When you mentioned that person, you looked like a nymphomaniac. Who couldn't see it?"

"I was thinking about his figure!"

"You are the body of a greedy person. I said, second sister, you should choose a younger one."

"Ahem..."

Uncle Ming at the side couldn't bear to listen, and couldn't help coughing lightly.

The two fell silent and stared at each other fiercely.

"Second Miss is right." Uncle Ming hesitated for a moment, then said:

"A true master of martial arts, the muscles will not be too prominent, at least it will not affect the force."

"However, that person is getting older. A warrior is not as good as a warlock. The older he gets, the weaker he is. That's probably true."

"unless……"

He hesitated to speak, and shook his head slightly.

"I'll just say it." Tian Jing said with a smile:

"Although that person is walking alone, he may not be a martial arts master, he may be a warlock."

"Heh..." Tian Qi pouted:

"You think that a warlock is a warlock if you meet someone casually. Besides, it is even more impossible for a warlock to walk alone. Without servants, it is difficult for a warlock to cast spells. It is very easy to kill."

"correct."

She raised her head and looked at Uncle Ming:

"Uncle Ming, you just said unless, unless what?"

"Nothing." Uncle Ming shook his head:

"Once upon a time, when I was young, it was said that there were warriors who became more powerful as they got older, but just listen to such things."

"Really?" Tian Qi's eyes lit up, and she was about to ask, when the sound of footsteps going upstairs suddenly sounded in her ears.

Several people looked serious and got up hastily.

Not long.

"Crackling..."

The wooden door of the compartment was pushed open, and two women dressed in brocade walked in with cold expressions.

"Brother Tian?"

"Exactly." Tian Qi looked puzzled and looked at the two of them:

"Are you two?"

"We are here for the banquet under the order of the governor. The governor is busy and has no time to come." One of the women said coldly:

"My lord does have some friendship with the Tian family, but not with you, so let's stop talking about the business street."

"unless……"

"Unless what?" Tian Qi gritted her teeth tightly:

"Your Majesty the Sheriff has orders, and our Tian family will definitely do it."

"good!"

Tian Jingyi clapped his hands in agreement.

"whee……"

The woman pursed her lips and glanced at Tian Jingyi unscrupulously. After seeing this handsome young man, the expressions on their faces softened:

"Actually, it should have been troublesome."

"However, the Lord Magistrate happened to encounter a troublesome matter. If you can solve it, the requested matter is not impossible."

"Oh!" Tian Jingyi took a step forward and said with a smile:

"Dare to ask the two sisters, what is the matter? It is our blessing to be able to share the worries and problems of the county guard."

"What a handsome little brother, your words are so sweet." The woman swayed, with wrinkles on her face:

"Actually, it's not a troublesome thing. It's just that in the recent period, there have been women from rich families who have been polluted one after another."

"Last night, the daughter of the Wu family couldn't take it anymore and committed suicide. The matter was a big mess and needs to be resolved."

"Flower picker?" Tian Jing's face turned cold, and he said solemnly:

"It's this kind of people that Tian hates the most. They have no interest at all, and this matter is incumbent!"

"Hee hee..., that's good." The woman smiled coquettishly:

"However, I want to remind my little brother that the method used by that person is extraordinary. I'm afraid he is a warlock."

"Warlock?"

When the Tian siblings heard the words, their complexions couldn't help but change, then they turned their heads and looked at Uncle Ming.

There are many people who practice martial arts in the world, and there are also many people who have achieved success in learning.

but warlock

But very few.

Gein can practice martial arts as long as he is willing to put his heart into it, but a warlock must use his talent.

Moreover, the warlock's methods are extremely strange, suppressing evil, exorcising ghosts, searching for souls, moving zombies...

The power is terrifying, making people hard to guard against.

Uncle Ming touched the saber at his waist and nodded slowly:

"If it's just a warlock, it doesn't matter."

"Then we will wait for the good news!" The woman nodded and winked at Tian Jingyi.