The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

The soldier hurried into the mansion, but after running for two steps, he came back to his senses, turned his head and glared at Yang Jian.

Good guy, it's not so justifiable to turn against customers, is it?

But seeing Yang Jian's air and self-confidence, with a strategy in his chest, knowing the world's affairs, and a convincing demeanor, he didn't dare to say anything, and bowed his head to the management room to report.

Yang Jian stood motionless in front of the door, the gleaming spear pointed in front of him, as if a soldier slipped his hand, and the spear in his hand could pierce his throat.

After waiting for half an hour, the soldier ran over sweating profusely, and shouted at Yang Jian: "Master! My Lord Hou is here to welcome you in person, please prepare!"

what to prepare?

Yang Jian snorted, carrying a mahogany sword on his back, looking like the first in heaven and the second in madness; seeing this, the soldiers felt that Yang Jian was unpredictable, and they dared not make mistakes even more.

Hearing the three drums of "dong dong dong", two teams of brightly armored soldiers came out of the door, lined up in two rows.

A tall, gray-haired man in a fine attire stepped forward, walking like a tiger, quite majestic.

This is Jizhou Housu Hu.

Although Yang Jian doesn't understand the way of deduction, he also has the supernatural power of divine eyes. His eyes are full of divine light and he looks at Su Hu, but he sees that there are layers of gray light around Su Hu's body, but he has been plagued by bad luck recently.

——Before breaking through the gate of the mansion, Yang Jian walked around the huge Su Mansion, just to listen to what the vendors around the Hou Mansion were talking about, and obtained a lot of news from it.

For example, Daji, the daughter of the Marquis of Jizhou, was born with a beautiful face and a beautiful appearance. Although she did not go out of the door, her name spread far and wide, which aroused the concern of many high-ranking officials.

Another example is that many bandits appeared around Jizhou, robbing houses and homes, coming and going without a trace.

The most obvious thing is that a few days ago, another gust of evil wind blew into the Marquis of Jizhou's mansion, which immediately made the sky dark and dark, and it is unknown what happened.

The evil wind may have been caused by Daji and others; Yang Jian didn't know whether Su Daji had been possessed by the nine-tailed fox at this time, so he went directly to the mansion.

When Su Hu saw Yang Jian, he looked him up and down, and then bowed in a dignified manner, "Please, Taoist priest, please bear with us if you are negligent!"

The voice is also very loud.

Yang Jian's expression softened, and he said with a smile: "I have traveled all over the world, and when I came here, I saw something strange in the mansion. It seemed that there was an old demon's evil spirit entrenched, so I came to inquire. If there is any disturbance, please bear with me."

"Monster Qi?" Su Hu was startled, and then asked: "Where is the monster Qi?"

Yang Jian deliberately showed off, raised his left hand, raised his middle finger and index finger, and flicked lightly, there was a layer of cloud and mist in front of his eyes, and the cloud and mist gradually showed the general appearance of the interior of Su Mansion.

"Look," Yang Jian pointed to a spot in the clouds, "here it is."

Su Hu and the others were already inexplicably shocked by Yang Jian's 'Taoism'. When they saw Yang Jian's finger, it was really the place where the evil wind raged a few days ago, and they no longer doubted it.

"Prince Daoist, please! Priest Daoist, please!"

Su Hu turned to invite each other, with a little panic on his face.

Yang Jian dispersed the cloud, nodded calmly, walked into the mansion with his hands behind his back, and walked towards the main hall.

The princes of a place have their own palaces, and most of the taxes and taxes in the territory belong to this place; although Jizhou is not a big city, it is also considered a rich place, and the decorations in Suhu's mansion are quite luxurious.

Stepping on the red carpet, entering the main hall, the host and guest are seated.

Su Huping retreated left and right, and also let many guards retreat, leaving only one or two confidantes.

Originally, when an expert like Yang Jian came, Su Hu would definitely let his heirs come. If he was picked by an 'expert' and brought to cultivate immortality, it would naturally be a chance.

But this time, Su Hu wanted to hide something.

"I don't know how to call him?"

"People in the rivers and lakes call Qing Miaozi," Yang Jian replied calmly, "Master Hou, I came here to understand your disaster, and tell me what kind of suffering you have."

Su Hu hesitated for a while, and seemed a little embarrassed to speak.

Seeing this, Yang Jian pretended to pinch his fingers to calculate, and said with a smile, "But it's because of the hidden trouble at home?"

"Oh, not bad."

Su Hu sighed, looked at Yang Jian, and smiled wryly, "What did the Taoist priest hear?"

"I just came here today, Lord Hou will know if you ask the guards at the gate." Yang Jian said calmly, "We cultivators all have one or two supernatural powers, so it's nothing to know them."

After saying that, Yang Jian took out a disc, but it turned out to be the Qintian Baojian.

This Su Hu is also a person who knows things, seeing Qintian Baojian is also very bright; although he can't understand it, he knows that this thing must be very powerful.

Yang Jian curled his lips, "Such a small calamity doesn't need such a treasure." Then, he took out another 'Sinan', which was the Qiyun Sinan that Daoist Taiyi had given him to test his luck.

"Just use this, Lord Hou, please press here."

So and so, and so and so, Yang Jian tested Su Hu's luck, Su Hu was inexplicably shocked, regarded Yang Jian as a god, and ordered people to set up a banquet.

Yang Jian was not in a hurry at this time, and when the wine was in full swing, he suddenly said: "The root of the family's disaster, can the poor see it?"

"To tell the truth, Daoist, I have already ordered my daughter to wait in the side hall," Su Hu woke up a little, and there were only the two of them and a few serving maids on this huge banquet.

Yang Jian smiled and said, "Why don't you let her come over? Why hide it like this?"

"Daozhang, you are an outsider, and you don't know that the world of mortals disturbs your mind!" Su Hu sighed, and said, "My daughter... that's all, Daoist, just follow me."

"That's good." Although Yang Jian wanted it in his heart, he was still a little displeased on the surface, as if Su Hu had neglected him.

The best place to enhance your relationship is the dinner table.

Su Hu pulled Yang Jian to the side door. The mahogany sword on Yang Jian's back had never left his body, but when he approached the side hall, the mahogany sword behind him trembled slightly.

Su Hu was taken aback, looked at Yang Jian, and asked in surprise, "Daoist, what's the matter?"

Yang Jian frowned, and said in a low voice, "There is a demonic aura."

"Demon, monster aura?" Su Hu's eyes were full of astonishment and disbelief, but there was a look of "I knew it was like this".

Su Hu pulled Yang Jian back and said in a low voice: "Don't dare to hide the truth from Shangxian. A few days ago, a strange incident happened in my mansion. A gust of evil wind came from the north, hovered in the mansion for a while, and then headed south."

"Oh?" Yang Jian frowned, "Is anyone injured?"

"No, the evil wind was just circling, no one was injured in the house, only an old woman got eye disease from being frightened, she has been crying for the past few days."

Yang Jian nodded, not caring too much about the condition of the old lady of the Su family, and looked towards the curtain ahead.

Behind the heavy curtains in the hall, one can faintly see the graceful figure standing in the corner, seemingly in a daze.

"Let's let the poor have a look."

"Please, Daoist," Su Hu subconsciously clenched her palms and bowed to invite; Yang Jian entered the hall with his sword on his back, passed the curtain, turned the column, and finally saw the mortal woman named Daji.

What a beauty who has brought disaster to the country and the people!

The first thing I saw was her profile. She was standing in front of a desk, holding a scroll in her hand, watching quietly.

The outline of the face was flawless, the chin seemed to be sharp and firm, and the corners of the mouth were full of youthfulness. It is said that she is naturally charming, but she is pure and innocent; it is said that she is all over the country, but how can ordinary people understand her beauty?

That skin, bullying Frost Saixue, can be broken by blowing bullets;

That figure is well-proportioned, slender, slim and exquisite.

It seems that she can't find half of the filth of the world on her body, and she can't see the slightest disturbance in the world of mortals on her face.

Suddenly hearing the sound of footsteps, she happily put down the scroll, and shouted: "Father, are you looking for me?" Turning around, she saw an old man with a strong nose, she couldn't help being stunned, her eyes were full of suspicion.

Only then did Su Hu turn around behind Yang Jian, her eyes were cloudy, and the complex emotions contained in them were just caught by Yang Jian.

Eh? Why does this old guy have a kind of obsession and nostalgia when he looks at his daughter?

This kind of look is like... looking at the woman you love...

Yang Jian felt a burst of emotion in his heart.

The forest is so big that there are all kinds of birds. This big merchant really has a lot of talents.

"Cough," Yang Jian put his hands behind his back, looked up at the top of the hall, and said, "Master Hou, who is this?"

"Oh," Su Hu turned his head away immediately, and when he turned his head back, he had returned to his original sobriety, smelling of alcohol on his body. Su Hu hurriedly said: "Shangxian, this is my daughter, named Daji. Daji, come and meet this worldly expert!"

Daji stepped forward and bowed.

Yang Jian nodded calmly, his eyes flickered, and he swept towards Daji.

A wisp of monster energy condensed into the shape of a small fox's tail, wrapping around Su Daji's wrist.

This should be the 'backhand' left by the vixen in Xuanyuan's grave. When the time is right and Daji can be used, he will possess Daji.

Moreover, the evil wind came from the north, but went to the south, which showed that the vixen in Xuanyuan Tomb not only targeted Su Daji, but also had other alternatives.

The purpose of the nine-tailed demon fox is very simple, it is to get close to Di Xin, to cause chaos in the court, to obey the orders of the Nuwa Empress, and to speed up the collapse of the Great Merchants.

"Daji has seen the immortal."

"Well, excuse me." Yang Jian waved his hand, but he didn't look at Daji at all, lest Su Hu become "jealous".

Yang Jian looked at Su Hu and said, "Master Hou, borrow a step."

"No, Shangxian, please take your seat." Su Hu pulled Yang Jian to sit on the main seat, and she sat in the guest seat, and then said softly to Daji, "Daughter, you go to wait in the pavilion in the garden at the back of the palace. I will discuss something with Shangxian."

"Yes, Daddy."

Su Daji bowed to salute, responded softly, turned around and walked away.

Yang Jian sat on the main seat and thought about it for a while. After Su Daji left, Yang Jian said, "She was haunted by monsters."

Su Hu suddenly turned pale with shock, and her voice became sharper: "Monster? What kind of monster!?"

This daughter is his life, and she doesn't let out the door on weekdays, how can she be entangled by monsters?

Yang Jian pinched his fingers and calculated, and said: "It's a vixen, who came from the north, maybe it's because of your daughter's beauty that he wants to seize her."

Seizing, seizing?

Su Hu's legs softened, and she almost knelt on the ground, grabbing Yang Jian's arm, her lips trembling: "Please save my daughter's life, please save my daughter's life! Even if I don't want my old life, I want her to be safe and happy. My ancestors, what a crime I have done!"

"Master Hou, don't worry, what am I here for?" Yang Jian said calmly, raising his hand to grab his mahogany sword.

But suddenly, there was a loud bang from the back of the hall, followed by the whistling wind.

Yang Jian stood up suddenly and looked towards the back door of the side hall with a suspicious face; Su Hu jumped up directly and rushed towards the back door.

Before Su Hu rushed out of the side hall, there were already screams outside the hall, and many soldiers rushed towards the back of the hall shouting.

Hearing a soft laugh, gusts of evil energy floated in all directions, and two graceful and enchanting figures appeared and disappeared outside the hall.

"Where did the old Taoist priest come to meddle in our sister's business?"

Yang Jian raised his brows, he really missed it before, he didn't expect these two monsters he was looking for so hard to hide in the Su Mansion!