Lanke Chess Edge

There is only one inn in the small county of Tingshui, so the name of the inn is also called Tingshui Inn.

In the hall of the Huitingshui Inn, all the warriors relaxed and returned to the question they had been asking Du Heng before.

Li Tongzhou took up the wine and toasted Du Heng with a glass of wine, and asked with the intention of a drunkard.

"Brother Du, what kind of person is this Mr. Ji? We have been born and died many times, and we have survived many difficulties, and we are considered friends in adversity. Tell us about it!"

"Yes, Master Du!"

"It's very, very good, Daxia Du, let's talk about it, just like Mr. Ji, huh..."

A man with a loud voice blew his breath like he did Ji Yuan. He learned different things, but everyone knew what it meant.

"That's how you blew those terrifying ghost dolls to ashes. That ability is unbelievable! Is Mr. Ji an immortal?"

"Yes, yes, my father told me before that we warriors, it is better to believe in a knife in our hands than any bullshit, ghosts, gods and corrupt officials. I always thought that those mysterious things were just legends, this time I can see There is a day out of the sky!"

"That's right, old Cui, go to the back kitchen and cook some dishes. I'll serve you guys drinks."

The innkeeper was also booing.

Du Heng was also in high spirits. He didn't want to shirk, but he didn't want to. This group of friends was very different from the friends who beat the tiger together with a slap in the head. Although it didn't take long, the people who have been traveling together in recent years have been destroyed. They have fought thieves, caught bullies, and even removed greedy officials with a mask. This time, they will fight against ghosts and evil things together. It is a real life-and-death relationship.

Although he won't talk too much about Ji Yuan's personal affairs, Du Heng felt that he was able to clarify some things that everyone already knew but hadn't figured out yet, and he didn't hide it too much because of Mr. Ji's previous actions.

"Okay, let me talk to you. I'll talk about it first. If some things are said, Mr. Zhao may not like it. I won't say much. If I can talk, I will naturally be clear with you!"

"That's right!" "That's what it is!"

"Not bad!" "Oh, Master Du, tell me, I'll pour you a drink!"

……

"Cough cough~"

Du Heng cleared his throat, then lowered his body and said.

"You all know that before the winter, I sent a letter to Mr. Yu to inform about the abnormal situation here, right?"

Everyone nodded one after another, even the inn staff who didn't know about this matter subconsciously followed.

"Then tell me, how long does it take for a letter to travel from Jinzhou to Jizhou, Desheng House in Jizhou!"

"Jizhou?"

"Honey, it's still a few months away!"

The shopkeeper of the inn also interjected exaggeratedly.

"Once I wrote to a merchant in Gyeonggi Prefecture, and it took half a year to arrive!"

Du Heng smiled.

"So, I think maybe my letter arrived in Jizhou a few days ago and was seen by Mr.

The loud-sounding man looked left and right and couldn't help but interrupted.

"Mr. Lu Ji, who is so far away, got here in one fell swoop? Didn't he fly over here!"

"Cough...that's what you said, not me!"

Du Heng coughed and answered mysteriously, and the people around him suddenly realized. Combined with the experience of the past few days, it became clearer that some kind of guess.

It's a pity that although Du Heng talked a lot that night, he didn't reveal the question of where Mr. Ji lived, and others didn't ask much.

. . .

As the object of discussion, Ji Yuan didn't think so much. He was ready to deal with this evil cultivator master and apprentice, and then focused on the insights gained from the previous battles.

The fishing rod on Ji Yuan's shoulder is actually nothing special, but because of his personality, he prefers to use old objects that he is used to.

So after I made another fishing rod before, I finally wrote a few words on it and used some means to make the fishing rod and fishing line a little thicker and shallower. sleeves.

And the excuse of inconvenient to carry, let the old turtle watch the fishing rod by the Chunmu River is purely just to let the old turtle be there.

At this moment, Ji Yuan is picking up these two evil people, of course, it is impossible for him to return to Ning'an County. He is also afraid of contaminating his own land. To deal with these two, he still has to leave it to professionals, or professional ghosts and gods.

Jinzhou is vast and sparsely populated, and many counties and districts do not have a decent City God Temple, even some Fucheng City God Road Xing is definitely not as deep as the hinterland of Dazhen, and they are not familiar with their plans, so it is inevitable that people will be invited to ask for guilt in the past. Suspected, there must be a process to relieve the embarrassment, which is a bit troublesome.

The first thing Ji Yuan thought of was the Yin Si of Chunhui Mansion. After all, there was an experience of interrogation of snake demons in the information of Gloomy Wood before, and Ji Yuan still recognized their professional ability.

So after walking out of Tingshui County, Ji Yuan jumped into the sky directly, riding the clouds while riding the wind to disperse the surrounding air currents and wind and snow, creating a windless environment for himself temporarily.

Ji Yuan looked at the roast chicken and wine pot in her hands, and it was true that she hadn't eaten or drank for several days.

On the plate dragged by the right hand, the roasted chicken that had been completely cooled was roasted. After a few breaths, it was steaming again, and the aroma was also fragrant.

"Not bad, not bad, the heating technique is not bad, it's not burnt anymore."

When thinking about Yuntou eating roast chicken and saber burning while rushing on the road, there are also people who have the heart to spread the story about the fighting method that happened in Tingqiu Mountain before. Inside Dazhen is actually rumors of a crouching tiger, hidden dragon.

. . .

After sunset the next day, it was already dead of night outside the City God Temple of Chunhui Mansion. In this night where no one would move except the watchman and the patrolman, there was a gentleman in a white shirt and a bamboo pole with an exaggerated curvature. Approaching the Temple of the City God, it was just that he rushed back from Jinzhou to Jiyuan.

When he walked to a certain distance in front of the Chenghuang Temple, he planned to use his mana to transform Yin and Yang, and crossed a certain boundary between Yin and Yang, and there was a scene of ghost gates in front of him.

Seeing such a man in a white shirt carrying two people over, several emissaries at the gate of the ghost gate stepped forward to ask questions.

"Who is coming, and why did they break into the realm of Yinsi of Chunhui Mansion?"

The person who came was definitely not a ghost, which could be seen from the heavy footsteps touching the ground and the anger on the person who came, but it was obviously not a mortal person either.

In order to save some trouble, Ji Yuan directly took out the gloomy wooden plaque that he had retrieved from Hu Yun after returning to Ning'an, and reached out and handed it to the emissary.

"This is the wooden plaque of the Lord of the City God of Chunhui, please let me know and say that it is planned to visit!"

As soon as this wooden sign was obtained, the clerk felt that the majesty of his own City God was still preserved, and he did not dare to neglect, and said to Ji Yuan: "Sir, wait a moment," and hurriedly went to the interior of the Yin Division.

After the city **** of Chunhui Mansion saw the gloomy tree, he didn't have any troubles. After the ceremony, the master and apprentice, one man, one woman, one old man and one young man, were directly taken out of their souls and locked in the depths of the Prison of Punishment and Evil.

During this process, there was a woman who got the immobilization method, and the old man was still in a coma.

About a day later, nourished by the Yin Qi of the Yin Division, the soul-body old man finally woke up. The moment he regained consciousness, he felt the coldness around him, and he could hear screams in the distance.

My vision and memory were a little blurry. I tried my best to recall, and finally I recalled what happened before. There was an expert who came after him, and the mountain **** was defeated, and then the memory was gone...

"Am I dead?"

"Humph, you're right, you're almost dead now!"

A voice sounded in front of him, causing the old man to raise his head abruptly, and his vision became clear. A tall and terrifyingly ugly figure in official uniform stood in front of him. Looking around, there were torture instruments everywhere. A deformed monster was chained to it, along with the whipping and screaming that existed at that time.

"Where? Hehe, he asked himself where he was!"

"Hahahahahaha..." "Yeah, hey, hey..."

"Hohohoho..." "Wow hahahaha..."

The surroundings were full of strange laughter with a sharp and terrifying atmosphere, some of which came from eccentric people who looked like officials, some from those monsters on torture instruments, who were cultivators. The old man also felt a wave of malicious cold.

"Hahahaha, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

A monster was still laughing a moment ago, and the next moment it was directly immersed in a frying pan. With the sound of "Zizzizi...", it immediately let out a shrill scream, but no matter how painful the scream was, it still turned towards the old man. smiling.

All the evil spirits and monsters around were laughing, and they all knew that the old man was guilty because he was locked on the copper pillar of the Nie Barrier Platform~www.NovelMTL.com~ Because the evil black cloud above his head was so thick, he was in purgatory The ghosts most want someone to be equally miserable, preferably worse than them.

The man in official uniform looked at the old man with a grim expression.

"Where did you say you were?"

The old man's scalp was numb. I'm afraid this is the legendary purgatory of the underworld, and no one is willing to come even if it is a cultivator.

The miserable laughter around brought great excitement. Many monsters that looked deformed were actually people in front of them. They had been tortured by the criminal law in purgatory, and they had no human form. These old people had heard the rumors, so when they saw it, they immediately associated them.

"They... why are they laughing at me?"

The old man opened his mouth tremblingly.

"Hey, hey, that's naturally because you can meet people who are worse than them. You cultivator of the evil way, you don't know how many crimes you have committed. After the fairy took away the talisman on your body, you were so vicious..."

The most vicious executioner in Chunhui Mansion's punishment department gave him a look and said.

"The Department of Punishment is not going to interrogate you anymore. Your Excellency said that a demon like you shouldn't be able to attract anything. Thousands of capital punishments are just fine, and the cultivator's soul is solid, so he doesn't need to worry about it. What's the matter, there is a saying in our Department of Punishment and Evil, 'But seeking quick death is bliss', hehehehe...you'll understand soon!"

While speaking, the Nie Barrier Platform seemed to be moving, a dark red area appeared in front, and the screams of countless long-tongued ghosts withered bones and dead souls were getting closer...

Just half a day later, in the depths of the prison, the old man had only one sentence left except for the hysterical screams.

"Ah ah ah... I recruited, who said I didn't recruit, I recruited!"