I'm just an ordinary Taoist priest

Chapter 141

As the sun went down, the temperature dropped a little, and the branches without a single leaf swayed a few times. A sneaky fox, covered in black cloth, crawled under the roots of the tree and moved towards the kitchen.

Seeing that there was no one in the courtyard, it breathed a sigh of relief, stood up straight with its short legs, and ran to the door, listening to the inside with its ears sideways, and squeezed in carefully after making sure there was no sound.

"Whoo~"

Xiyan paced to the basket where she slept last night, worriedly tore off the black cloth on her body, and sighed.

Looking at my hair, I couldn't help but look up to the sky┗|｀O′|┛: "Oh~"

Just as soon as she made a sound, she woke up in time and closed her mouth. Tears rolled in her small dark eyes, her big tail drooped, and she got into the cradle and curled up into a ball.

Gu Yao outside the window covered his mouth, trying not to laugh out loud.

green~
Xiyan is green!

The little fox that was originally fiery red is now shiny green.

"I just said that there is definitely something wrong with the things in Gezao Mountain. Poor Xiyan was played by Lu Baihou in his fingers."

"But Lu Baihou is indeed not lying. This herb for hair growth is indeed unique. If you encounter someone with hair loss in the future, as long as he doesn't mind turning green, the market is actually quite big."

Going bald and going green, that's the problem.

After watching it for a while, he couldn't help but rua the green fur fox's heart. He entered through the main entrance and stretched out his claws to the poor Mao Tuanzi.

"Ouch!"

Xiyan was frightened to death, of course, it could also be shameless.

"Don't run, don't run, my Xiyan, hehe, this green hair feels really good."

Gu Yao held Xiyan in his arms: "You hid outside because you turned green?"

The fox lowered his head and sighed slightly.

Gu Yao rubbed, stretched out his finger and inserted it into the neck, and then stroked it silkily along the back to the tail without taking off a single hair.

"The name of this prescription must be Rejoice."

Feeling the amazing touch, Gu Yao comforted: "Actually, the green fox is really pretty."

Xiyan raised his head and tilted it.

"I didn't lie to you, let's go, let's go to bed."

"Ow~"

In the next few days, Xiyan returned to a normal state, and was even proud of her green hair.

Gu Yao also resumed his normal rest, getting up at Yinshi every day for morning lessons, boxing, and then practicing the Golden Light Mantra.

It wasn't until Ximen's caravan set off that Gu Yao sent Wu Shuzhu off with Xiyan.

"Gu Yao, it's agreed, come to Luoyang to find me~ When the time comes, remember to bring the hedgehog~"

she yelled in the carriage.

After Gu Yao stood at the gate of the city and bid farewell, holding Xiyan in his arms, he was not in a hurry to go back, but planned to go to Jing Yesi to buy some cinnabar and the like.

Passing through the middle of the city, I unexpectedly saw many people gathered on the street to watch the excitement. Many people desperately got into it, and some children crawled in from their crotches.

With this level of crowding, if it wasn't for the sound of cheers and cheers, Gu Yao would almost have thought that some lady inside was beating the mistress again.

It is natural to watch the excitement, although Gu Yao doesn't like to watch, but Xi Yan likes it very much, and immediately directed Gu Yao's legs to squeeze in.

After some pushing and shoving, he managed to squeeze to the front, and only then did he understand what was going on.

Ghost painting.

In front of Gu Yao's eyes was a gigantic ghost painting.

The picture scroll was almost as tall and short as Gu Yao, and it was hung on a tall bamboo pole. On the painting was a ferocious, lifelike green-skinned ghost, especially with a pair of eyes that seemed to be staring at people.

The painter's skills are superb, Gu Yao squeezed in like this, at first glance he thought it was really a ghost, and almost made a move.

Beside the painting, there is a hunchbacked man, wearing rags and sackcloth, wearing a bamboo hat, and his back looks like he is carrying a big iron pot. With scars and dark skin, he looked at Gu Yao with a smile at the moment.

Gu Yao looked at the ghost painting carefully, and couldn't help but praise: "This painter must have seen ghosts, otherwise how could he draw such a realistic painting?"

At this time, the crooked man slowly rolled up the ghost painting. Gu Yao thought he was going to sell it and planned to leave, but he didn't expect this man to walk up to him, staring at Xiyan and saying: "Master Dao, I'll take How about exchanging this painting for this fox with you?"

Xiyan: "."

Without waiting for Gu Yao to speak, he continued: "Master Dao, what I'm talking about is a painting by Sansheng Chong, a well-known painter in Lin'an Prefecture, and a roll is worth a hundred taels of silver."

Gu Yao interrupted: "No change, leave."

Turning around to leave, he was held by him, watching him insert the painting into a basket on the ground, then took out two scrolls and put them on the bamboo pole.

The scroll unfolded, and there were actually two ghost paintings.

One is a plump red ghost sticking out its tongue and licking its stubby fingers, and the other is a black ghost stretching out its palm and sticking its face to the painting, as if about to emerge from the painting.

These two picture scrolls are also generally vivid and vivid.

The stooped man asked: "My lord, how about adding these two pictures?"

The people around fell silent for a moment, and then shouted loudly: "Change, change, change!"

Many people who knew Gu Yao shouted, "Little Daoist Gu, change it. There are many foxes. If you change this family heirloom, I will pay you a thousand taels of silver to buy it."

With a cold face, Gu Yao sized up the rickety man, and then performed the technique of Tongyou.

The man was surrounded by black energy in his eyes, and under the black energy, his body slowly turned into a ferocious and ugly beast.

It looks like a tiger, with withered and yellow fur, without a single black streak, and half a piece of clean and tidy fur is not visible on the whole body. There are large scars and small wounds intertwined. It also looks like a tiger, but its teeth are crooked, and its face, nose and mouth reveal a treacherous and vicious look. feeling.

"Monster! Transformation monster!"

Gu Yao's heart trembled, he glanced at the people gathered around him, he didn't dare to act rashly, he shook his head and refused, and turned to leave.

"I don't know why it fell in love with Xiyan, and why did it come to Qingshui?"

This time he was going to leave, but the demon did not stop him. He just watched him leave and then put away the two paintings: "Everyone, this painting is not for sale, it is only for predestined objects. If you want it, please take the objects." Come change."

"A total of nine tickets, first come first served."

Following its cry, the people who gathered around dispersed in a rush, and each went home to find something to exchange.

Gu Yao walked away, hiding in the dark to watch, only to see the monster also looked at his hiding place with a half-smile, then turned and left immediately.

Rubbing Xiyan in his arms: "Are you the lost princess of the monster clan? Is the monster here to pick you up?"

Xiyan tilted his head, saying no, he was just an ordinary wild fox, but luckily, he found a relic of a Taoist priest in a cave, and embarked on the road of cultivation by luck, after going around, he became a domesticated fox. The waste fox.

Gu Yao only understood it.

He grabbed Xiyan's head again and walked towards Jing Yesi.

It's hard to say how powerful the Transformational Demon is, but no matter what, it won't be able to defeat the old Taoist. Here, I will report it to Jing Yesi, and then I and Xiyan will live on the mountain, and it will come if it has the ability.

After making up his mind, he walked into the department.

"My lord, I want to buy some cinnabar."

Master Zhang lazily nodded in agreement.

Gu Yao glanced at the two documents next to him, and remembered that the documents were walking databases. He curiously described the original shape of the monster and asked what kind of monster it was.

Feng Chu pondered for three seconds: "From this description, it seems to be Biao."

"Biao?"

Feng Chu cleared her throat: "There is an old saying that a tiger has three sons, and there must be a tiger. The tiger is the most violent and can eat tiger cubs."

"The tiger and the biao are born to the same mother. Usually, the female tiger only gives birth to two sons, and the extra son is the biao."

"Biao is cruel and emotionless by nature, but he is weak and thin by nature. The tigress naturally hates it, kicks and bites it away, and drives it to a wasteland where wild animals are infested."

Feng Chu frowned, recalling Biao's records carefully, and judging by his expression, Biao was an extremely unpopular monster with very few records.

"The vast majority of Biao can't live for more than three months, but once they survive, they are extremely ferocious and mighty, because they grew up in a purgatory-like environment, often hungry, eating dead leaves, weeds, dirt and stones, and drinking sewage and dirty springs. , mud and corpse liquid, so its abilities in all aspects are extremely strong.”

"According to the records in the classics, an adult bull, flying mountains and streams, and climbing trees and vines are trivial matters. What he is best at is fighting the big with the small, and defeating the strong with the weak. Victory means nothing."

"Its vitality is extremely tenacious, it howls like a wolf, and it holds vengeance incomparably. There is usually only one goal for a tiger to survive, which is to kill the tigress and two brothers who abandoned it. After completing this goal, it will return to the jungle , fight to the death."

Speaking of this, he looked at Gu Yao: "There are not many records of Biao. It is rare to see this thing alive. Occasionally, it is also a tattered skeleton. It is rare to see the whole body. You ask this, where is it?" Have you seen it in your book?"

Master Zhang also looked at him with interest.

Gu Yao nodded and shook his head: "My lord, there is good news and bad news."

"Oh?"

"The good news is that another merit has been delivered to your eyes."

Master Zhang's eyes were shining brightly, and he was gearing up: "Gu Yao, you are really my lucky star, tell me quickly."

"There is a Biao selling paintings on the street."

"what?"

"It's still ghost paintings that are sold. I have a reasonable suspicion that those paintings are all real ghosts."

After the report, Gu Yao took the cinnabar and left.

Master Zhang stared blankly, slumped on the chair: "What did he just say?"

"My lord, there is a Biao selling ghost paintings outside."

"Is there something selling ghost paintings?"

"There is a Biao."

"What's a Biao doing?"

"There is a Biao selling ghost paintings, my lord."

Mr. Zhang stood up with difficulty: "Cousin, didn't you say that Qingshui County is peaceful and peaceful, with no major incidents and very few ghosts?"

"Yes." Feng Chu agreed.

"But why have I only been working for a month, and I have already encountered so many things? The underground of the Hou Mansion almost killed me, and Wu Yanzhai, who sells paintings behind, disappeared strangely and then suddenly appeared after an explosion. I still have no clue. ?”

Feng Chu pondered for a moment: "My lord, Fa Qing sat here for ten years and was fine, and we only had so many things in one month, which shows."

"Indicate what?"

Wolong cleared his throat, and said, "It means that tomorrow we will be entrusted with high-level tasks. As long as our lives are strong enough, the position of chief executive may not be impossible."

"rational."

Mr. Zhang jumped up from the chair: "Come here, I want to personally capture this ghost painting seller Biao."

(End of this chapter)