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Chapter 381 No, Chang’an City where Hundred Ghosts Walk at Night must be governed

Kong Qing actually didn't care much about Song Wuji's staring at him.

It's just harsh words, who wouldn't!
Moreover, the last Taihu Dragon Lord who dared to talk so cruelly to his Qingwei real person has now gotten out of Shenzhou in despair. If he, Song Wuji, really has the courage, he can come to Chang'an to find him...

Let's see if Qingxiazi can beat him to death!
Of course, Kong Qing generously rewarded the Huoshan vixen thirteenth mother who brought the news to him. He chose the one with the worst potency from the pile of medicines that he would definitely not take and threw it to him. her.

As for the release of Hu Shishi...

Then forget it!

Leaving aside the fact that Kong Qing has always had zero tolerance for those who kidnap and traffick women, let’s talk about how the sinful monsters who have already entered the realm of the pot can come out so easily.

After entering the pot in the world, if you want to come out, you have to sell yourself as an escort, or go on the list of gods...

No exceptions!

"Sister Hu, you are so lucky..."

After Kong Qing left, Gu Niangzi looked enviously at the elixir in Thirteen Niang's hands.

"To receive such a heavy reward from Daoist Qingwei, this elixir can at least increase your morality by ten years."

"What the servant wants is not this..."

Looking at Kong Qingyuan's back, Thirteen Niang held a pill in her hand, her eyes were complicated.

"But I have to say that Daoist Qingwei is really generous."

"Sister Hu, Daoist Qingwei has treated Nujia and Jin Lang kindly again, and Nujia has long wanted to repay, but has not been able to find a way to repay,"

The Gu Niangzi standing aside looked at the elixir in Hu Shisan's hand, as if two little hands protruded from her eyes, grabbing one after another.

"Now Huoling Song Wuji has his eyes on Daoist Qingwei, and my family is very disturbed. I want to inquire about Song Wuji's situation, to be on guard against Daoist, and to talk in return. Sister Hu, do you know where Song Wuji is now?"

"Song Wuji..."

Hu Shisan put away the pill in his hand, and smiled at the bone lady.

"I'm so sorry, sister, I don't know either!"

"..."

"Hey, this little lady..."

After leaving Gu Niangzi and Hu Shisan, Kong Qing, dressed in fluttering white clothes, turned around a street and stopped in front of a wine shed beside the street. The little lady slid over her body, then turned her gaze, and then swept over the drinking alcoholics present.

In an instant, the atmosphere in the whole shed became tense and even depressed. All the drinkers who had been swept away by Kong Qing put down their wine glasses and lowered their heads, trembling, not daring to take a breath.

"Hey, what's wrong with you?"

One of the drinkers in the crowd, who was a little dizzy from drinking, stood up with a puzzled expression.

"Go ahead and sing..."

Kong Qing ignored the drunkard, he stretched out his hand, and lightly tapped the dark table under the shed twice.

"It's okay to make money, don't be too black-hearted, if the wine you sell is deadly, the Taishi Bureau is not as simple as inviting you to drink tea."

"You Taoist priest, what are you talking about?"

Before the glamorous lady who sold wine in the shed could speak, the drunk who asked to continue singing was not happy.

"What do you mean drinking dead people, you..."

Before he could finish his words, he saw the beautiful lady from the restaurant who was standing next to the shed pounced out in a gust of fragrant wind, rushed to his side nimbly, and pressed her cold little hand on his. He blocked what he hadn't said yet, and then the little lady raised her head and smiled sweetly at Kong Qing.

"Master Dao, please rest assured, the slave family is a good citizen with a certificate of good citizenship, and it is impossible to do things that hurt people or kill them."

"That's good!"

Kong Qing nodded to the beautiful lady, and ignored the drunk who was covering her mouth and shaking his head desperately, trying to speak.

"Pindao also knows that your life is not easy, so let's do it yourself!"

As he spoke, Kong Qing shook the fly whisk in his hand and walked straight away.

"call……"

After he left, the beautiful woman let out a long breath, and her whole body seemed to relax.

At this moment, the man whose mouth was covered by him took the opportunity to break free. He stood up unsteadily from the edge of the table, and pointed at Kong Qing who had walked more than ten meters with his hand.

"Hey, that Taoist priest, come back to me..."

boom!
Before the drunk had finished speaking, he felt a pain in the back of his head, and suddenly his head spun and he fell to the ground.

As the drinker fell to the ground, the other drinkers who were drinking in the shed glanced in the direction of Kong Qing who had already left, and only when they found that Kong Qing didn't turn his head to pay attention to them did they exhale in unison. tone.

"very scary!"

"spit!"

The glamorous restaurant lady withdrew her hand, looking at the drinker who fell on the ground, a look of disgust flashed in her eyes.

"Come here, throw this illiterate guy to the gate of Fangshi!"

"Yes!"

Following the voice, a burly man came out from behind the shed, dragged the drinker and walked towards the gate of Fangshi.

After the drinker was dragged away, the atmosphere in the shed became lively again. With a smile on her face, the restaurant lady comforted the drinker present, and then went around to the back of the shed.

Under the moonlight, one could see a black snake hanging from the tree behind the shed. The snake's mouth was wide open, and black blood fell from its mouth and fell into a wine jar below.

An old man sat beside the black snake with a sharp knife in his hand.

After seeing the woman appear, the old man asked with concern.

"How about it?"

"The Daoist of the Taishi Bureau is quite reasonable..."

The restaurant lady patted her towering conscience with her hand, with a look of fear on her face.

"No embarrassing us!"

"It's fine if there's no embarrassment, it's fine if there's no embarrassment..."

The old man with the knife sighed.

"Oh! These damned living people really affect the business of ghosts..."

……

After walking along the streets of Chang'an City for a few miles, Kong Qing has already warned two sellers of fake wine, a group of street gambling sellers, three sellers of cultural relics, and two sellers of flowers... The most exaggerated thing is, After being warned by Kong Qing, there were four or five Nightingales who stood on the street to earn money, and even pestered him to ask the Taoist to vent his anger.

"He...tui!"

Is Pindao such a ignorant person?

After driving away all these womanizers who wanted to take advantage of him with a straight face, Kong Qing silently looked at the sky.

Doing these things made Kong Qing feel as if he had changed his job to become an urban management...

But the problem is that he can't hand over these things to the Chang'an county government, because these small merchants and hawkers and even wandering warblers have ghosts, ghosts, demon spirits, miscellaneous, and the only thing they have in common is that they are not human.

This is what is called ghosts and ghosts, ghosts and ghosts walking in the night!

After walking around Chang'an City at night, Kong Qing realized that although he had ruthlessly dealt with the evil monsters in Chang'an City, the night in Chang'an City not only did not become normal, but became even worse than before. It's magical.

The ghost city is full of Chang'an city, can you believe it!

Seeing the ghosts and monsters all over the streets doing business and chatting like ordinary Chang'an people, and even ghosts and ghosts mingling together, relishing gossip about Li and Tang royal family's lace news, Kong Qing felt a burst of unreality.

It's as if overnight, Chang'an City has become a world of ghosts...

Where did these ghosts come from?
In fact, what Kong Qing didn’t know was that in the past, because of the threat of those vicious big monsters and ghosts, weak spirits and ghosts living in the shadows of Chang’an City did not dare to come out to wander around at night...

That's right, don't think that spirits and evil spirits only bully humans. In fact, they bully weak spirits and ghosts even more ruthlessly!

After all, if you do evil to humans, you may be bravely acted by passing Taoist priests, but if you do evil to spirits and ghosts, as long as they have no backers, bullying is useless.

As a result, when Kong Qing attacked the tyrants among these elves and evil spirits and issued good demon certificates, those weak elves immediately felt a sense of security increased, so they all went out for a stroll at night with confidence and boldness.

Especially those ghosts at the bottom of the food chain have given full play to their subjective initiative, bringing the business of the ghost market from the shadows to the whole of Chang'an.

But when there are more people doing business, then shoddy, sneaky, or cheating things will appear.

Guys like those who use snake blood to make wine are considered good, and there are even guys who use last week's paper piercing artifacts to pretend to be Shang and Zhou bronzes to sell fake antiques, and there are people who sell things like human bones and flowers all over the street. Guys who even sell money from living people, and those who sell yin qi, which is nothing more than cursed jewelry to living people...

"It's really outrageous. Open the door for Outrageous. Outrageous is home!"

As Kong Qing walked along the ghostly buildings and the very bustling ghost market towards Qingdu Temple, he touched his chin with his hand and thought seriously.

"No, the ghost problem in Chang'an City must be dealt with properly! When I read the Chinese mythology system in my previous life, I seem to remember that there is a kind of god in the mythology who is responsible for managing the city. What's it called... Right! "

Kong Qing clapped his hands!

"City God!"

The next moment, Kong Qing's spiritual thoughts penetrated into the demon refining pot on his waist, and he landed on the list of gods.

"Let Pindao take a look... mountain gods, river gods... Huh? There is no such thing as City God in the list of gods!"

After being stunned for a moment, Kong Qing quickly reacted.

"That's right! Originally, such a high-end and powerful artifact in the Conferred Gods List only governed the 360 ​​five righteous gods. Those mountain gods and river gods had to accept the seals of other gods before the Conferred Gods List was included in this system. In other words, If you want the God of City God to appear, Pindao has to first find the seal of a City God and analyze it for the list of gods."

Kong Qing blinked silently.

"If Pindao remembers correctly, there seems to be a City King God mentioned in the Taishi Bureau's records. Where did it come from?"

　There was a mistake in yesterday's title, Mengxin's head got wet, and it was written as Song Xuanbai, which should actually be Song Wuji, the God of Fire, but the headache is that the title cannot be changed after it is sent out...

　　Bow down and apologize, don't slap your face!
　　Regarding the city god mentioned in this chapter, in fact, this word was not the title of a god in the first place!

　　The so-called city refers to the city wall. If the moat outside the city has water, it is called Chi, and if there is no water, it is called Huang.That is to say, Chengchi refers to a city with a moat, while Chenghuang refers to a city with no water in the moat, but trenches are dug around the city for defense.

　　Ban Gu, a great writer, said in "Fu of Two Capitals": "The capital builds palaces and builds the city god!"

　　In addition, most of the ancient gods were gods of mountains and rivers. For example, almost none of the gods mentioned in the Shan Hai Jing lived in the city. It was only during the Northern and Southern Dynasties that gods gradually began to live in the city.

　　At the beginning of the Tang Dynasty, the City God was not yet a system, and it took until the Song and Ming Dynasties to form our current appearance.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)