Vol 2 Chapter 37: Barren mountain night rain

Yang Qianhuan slowly said: "After this period of reflection, I finally understand the difference between myself and Xu Qi'an."
"What's the difference?"
Zhong Li is like a qualified supporter.
Yang Qianhuan didn't answer, but instead asked, "Junior Sister Zhong still remember when Xu Qi'an started to be loved by the people?"
Zhong Li tilted his head, his hair hanging down, revealing a pair of bright eyes, and his voice softly: "During the Jingcha period, did he even solve the big case?"
At that time, Zhong Li was "suppressed" as a poor little girl at the bottom of the building. He didn't know Xu Qi'an yet, and only slowly learned about Xu Qi'an's past.
"No. Although he was very popular during the Beijing investigation, his fame was only circulated in the officialdom. The people in the city have heard of it, but he is far from loving."
Yang Qianhuan's voice was low and whispered:
"What really made the people in the capital remember him was the Buddhism fighting method and the trip to Yunzhou. Later, the market slashed the Duke of the country with a knife, and his reputation reached its peak. But these are good, the legend of Yuyang Pass and the feat of killing the king. .. In fact, the nature is the same."
After a pause, he said in a tone of uncovering the truth behind the fog:
"Because he is constantly setting up an image of "for the country and the people" for himself, the people naturally love him. He killed Yuanjing to kill the uncle. If I kill Yongxing, I will be a traitor."
Zhong Li was very moved when he heard it, and Brother Yang finally understood.
Yang Qianhuan continued: "Therefore, I want to start working for the well-being of the people, and let the people in Beijing be grateful to me."
"Then what does Brother Yang plan to do?" Zhong Lirou said.
"I plan to open a few shops in the capital to help the people in Beijing free of charge. Over time, I will be able to surpass Xu Qi'an and become the great hero in the hearts of the people in Beijing." Yang Qianhuan said loudly.
"Senior Brother Yang is really amazing. He came up with such a good method." Zhong Li was happy for him.
With the approval and praise of Junior Sister Zhong, Yang Qianhuan left with ambition.
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The cold wind howled and the grass undulated.
In the distance, thick dark clouds were frozen in the sky. With the gusty wind rushing in, a group of people walked along the barren mountain trail, and Munanzhi on horseback wrapped the fox fur cloak tightly.
She frowned, turned her head and said to Xu Qi'an, "I'm a little cold."
The winter of this year was exceptionally cold. Not long after the winter, the eaves were already frosted.
Xu Qi'an nodded, pressing his palm against the abdomen of the little mare, inputting air force continuously. He has now been able to refine Qi, transforming a lot of Qi machines, equivalent to the eighth rank Qi training realm.
The little mare felt the heat from its owner, neighed happily, turned her head, and rubbed Xu Qi'an's face.
"Surnamed Xu!"
Mu Nan gritted his teeth angrily. Isn't she better than a horse?
"For you, getting cold is also a good experience. Walking in the rivers and lakes is too leisurely and it's not interesting."
Having said that, Xu Qi'an still held her small hand and crossed the aspirator.
Li Lingsu saw the interaction between the two in his eyes, and said to his heart that his wife was not beautiful enough, so Xu Qian was so disgusted by this bad old man.
Thinking of his group of confidantes, all of them are protruding beauties, Saint Son inevitably has a sense of superiority. At the same time, he guessed whether Xu Qian is not good at beauty or is not good at dealing with women?
Otherwise, what kind of beauty can't be obtained in his capacity?
"But despite her mediocre appearance, Mrs. Xu is extremely attractive. The more she gets along, the more she feels that she is different from ordinary women. This is probably why Xu Qian married her..."
Li Lingsu thought to himself.
A few weeks later, Munanzhi was warm and even drowsy. She forced herself to cheer up, put the little fox on horseback, and then took out Dafeng Geography from her bag. After reading it a few times, his face suddenly changed slightly.
She swallowed quietly and whispered: "The book says that there are two characteristics of Xiangzhou: water ghosts and corpses."
They are located in Xiangzhou, which is under the jurisdiction of Zhangzhou.
When the little white fox heard it, he shrank his head in fear, and stammered like Mu Nanzhi:
"Wh, what? Many water ghosts..."
Xu Qi'an said in a huff: "Are you a monster, afraid of water ghosts?"
The little white fox counseled half, and whispered: "I, I'm afraid of ghosts."
Li Lingsu said: "There are many water systems in Xiangzhou, with star-studded river networks, criss-crossing. There are countless people drowning every year, and many water ghosts are normal. As for driving corpses, it's a long story."
Seeing the two of them looking over, Li Lingsu said:
"According to legend, about 180 years ago, a strange man suddenly appeared in Xiangxi. He reached the pinnacle by controlling the corpse and beat Xiangzhou Invincible with thirteen iron corpses. A school was founded in Xiangzhou.
"Up to now, many forces in Xiangzhou have used corpse control methods. The most powerful is the Chai family. The Chai family's main business is to drive the corpses back to their hometowns.
"As long as the corpse that the Chai family takes over, it won't rot or smell."
Xu Qi'an took the little mare and asked, "Is this the method of the Witch God to control the corpse, or the method of the Corpse Gu?"
Li Lingsu smiled and said:
"The method of the Corpse Gu Department. The strange man was born in Xiangzhou. When he was young, his family was killed by his enemies. He did not die for some reason, but he was sold as a slave to southern Xinjiang by his enemies. He learned a good corpse control method from the Gu clan.
"After conscientiously cultivating to become a master, he escaped from southern Xinjiang, returned to Xiangzhou for revenge, and started a sect. This person was called Chai Siming, who was the ancestor of the Chai family. However, his corpse control method was flawed and he could only cultivate to the fifth rank.
"Later, the Chai family developed martial arts, and the clansmen usually cultivated both martial and gu. The current Patriarch of the Chai family is only a fifth-rank, but there have been several fourth-rank patrons in the history of the Chai family."
Xu Qi'an was surprised: "Have you visited Xiangzhou before?"
"No."
"Then how do you know these things?"
"Because one of my confidantes happens to be the Chai family." Li Lingsu smiled as a winner in life.
Gan! Inadvertently, I gave you a chance to pretend to be forced... Xu Qi'an vomited in his heart, and he nodded, his tone calm:
"I will arrive in Xiangzhou City tomorrow, just to visit the Chai family."
Li Lingsu's face changed slightly, and he quietly covered his waist.
The wind is getting stronger and the dark clouds are overwhelming. Seeing the heavy rain is about to pour down, the group speeds up, and after a quarter of an hour, Mu Nanzhi sitting on horseback, pointing to the distance, said with joy:
"There is a ruined temple there."
The little white fox happily echoed: "There is a ruined temple."
The ruined temple was on the side of the road, and when I walked closer, I found that it was a mountain temple with a large area. I wanted to have a good time back then.
The temple gate was decayed and half-open, as if it would fall when pushed.
Xu Qi'an assisted Mu Nanzhi to dismount, and the three of them entered the temple one horse and crossed the threshold. The courtyard was covered with dead branches and fallen leaves, emitting a faint smell of rot.
The statue of the mountain enshrined in the temple was dumped, full of cracks, and entwined with spider silk. Xu Qi'an glanced roughly and visually observed that the temple was abandoned for at least ten years.
There are a few places of carbon dust in the temple, which seem to have been left by people who used to rest here after rising up the bonfire.
"what!"
Mu Nanzhi suddenly whispered, pointed to the southern corner, and stammered: "Coffin, coffin..."
By the wall to the south, there is an ebony coffin with a dim color, which seems to be some years old.
The ruined temple, the old coffins, and the dark clouds cover the top of the dusk, the wind roars, and it is strange.
Mu Nanzhi was so timid, he was suddenly afraid.
Bai Ji, who was obviously a fox demon, seemed to have been affected. She took the initiative to crawl into Munanzhi's arms, and the two female creatures hugged together to get warm.
Xu Qi'an glanced at the coffin, then retracted his gaze and looked at Li Lingsu: "Go outside and pick up some firewood. I will be there in the temple tonight."
When Li Lingsu went out for a while, the rain started, and it was bitter.
Xu Qi'an took out two robes from the storage kit and placed them on the ground so that Munanzhi could sit. After waiting for a while, Li Lingsu returned with a large bundle of firewood.
The portion is generous.
A bonfire was quickly lit in the temple to drive away the chill, Xu Qi'an set up a pot and cooked a pot of meat soup.
Not long after, the rich smell of meat wafted away, and Mu Nanzhi was not afraid, holding a porcelain bowl and enjoying the soup.
The little white fox also has a bowl, licking happily.
At this time, Xu Qi'an moved her ear and heard rapid footsteps.
At the entrance of the temple, two figures hurried in, two men and one woman. One of them was wearing a Confucian shirt and crown, carrying a bookcase, and seemed to be a scholar.
The other man wore a long sword at the waist and hips, and he was dressed in a black costume.
As for the woman, she has a nice face, neatly dressed in shorts, and her long hair is high like a man, but the shoulders and neck are not embellished, but they look thinner and thinner.
"smell good!"
The young man with a long sword at waist and hip entered the temple, staring straight at the iron pot.
The scholar clung his hands and said: "Two brothers, the mountain road is hard to find, I encounter cold rain by chance, I wonder if it is convenient."
Li Lingsu smiled and said, "Just do it yourself."
The two men and one woman immediately stepped aside and sat down not far from the coffin.
Because of the rain and rushing on the road, his body was wet, and the black man with strong clothes took off his saber, looked at the old coffin in the corner, and wondered:
"There is a coffin in the temple, just so, chop it for firewood."
The young scholar's face changed slightly, "I can't make it, Brother Wang, it's unlucky, the dead are big, don't disturb others."
When Mu Nanzhi heard this, his little hand shook, and he exclaimed, "That's right, you are so good to chop some coffin and die."
The sky was completely dark, the rain was falling cracklingly, in the deserted temple, the bonfire was swayed by the cold wind blowing in the temple, and the figure was distorted on the wall to form a deformed outline.
The young man with strong black clothes frowned and said, "What's the matter with you!"
He turned to his companion and muttered, "It doesn't matter if there are dead people in the coffin."
At this time, the beautiful woman said:
"It doesn't matter whether there are dead people or not. It's not lucky. Brother Wang, I wait for those who practice martial arts, full of energy and blood, not afraid of the cold. It's just Brother Lu, you..."
The scholar hurriedly waved his hand: "No matter, no matter.~EbookFREE.me~ The woman shook her head, got up and walked in front of Xu Qi'an and the others, clasped her fist and said, "Two brothers, can we let us come over and cook together? "
"sit down!"
Under Mu Nanzhi's squint gaze, Xu Qi'an maintained a high-cold posture, without showing a warm male smile.
So the three of them sat down by the bonfire, Xu Qi'an noticed that they were staring straight at the iron pot, staring at the broth inside.
"If you don't mind, just use the bowl we drank."
Xu Qi'an didn't expose himself in front of them to store the magical instruments.
"Thanks a lot."
The scholars were overjoyed, and they kept making good decisions.
The black man with a bad temper, his face softened a bit after hearing this.
The beautiful woman drank a big mouthful of the broth, wiped her lips with her sleeve, and said, "Little girl Feng Xiu is a disciple of the Plum Blossom Sword School."
She looked at the black man with strong clothes and introduced: "His name is Wang Jun, a disciple of Songyunzong. Our two teachers have made friends for generations. This brother Lu is a friend we met by chance in the mountains."
The scholar took the topic and said: "In Gerowei, a person from Qingshan County, the new king will take the throne and will open Enke next year, so I plan to take a study tour and go to the capital."
The crown prince was enthroned...... Xu Qi'an was taken aback.
For Yu Dafeng, this is a good thing.
The only advantage of Yuanjing's cultivation of Taoism is that there are not many heirs, otherwise the prince's seizure will only make the situation messier and worse.
Li Lingsu stubbornly said: "The two are traveling together?"
Feng Xiu's eyes stayed on his face for a moment, and said softly: "We are responding to the call of Aunt Chai to come to Xiangzhou to participate in the Demon Slaying Conference."
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