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Chapter 219 Ask Bai Wuchang for help

The rain is as soft as fog, and the stones are shining in the sky.

Red men and green women strolling the streets and alleys holding umbrellas, it is not a leisurely scene.

Zhang Wenfeng and Yun Qiuhe, who accompanied him, walked into Yuanyang County City from the east gate. In that year, he traveled with his master, came to the county town once, stayed in a time-honored inn for seven days, and wandered around most of the city's streets and alleys.

Almost five years have passed, and the city is still as old as it was, and nothing seems to have changed.

People come and go, interpreting the customs of the world.

"Actually, there has been a change. The County City Daolu Branch was taken over by Director Guo Zhongfu four years ago. The monks came from scratch and entered the secular world from the mountains. Ordinary people living in the city didn't notice it at first. In the past two years, the heavens have gone up. There are more gods coming and going, so I get used to it."

After hearing Guanzhu Zhang's exclamation, Yun Qiuhe pointed to the figure of a monk flying in the air with a smile and said.

Zhang Wenfeng actually thought of something else, but he didn't need to explain it so carefully.

Master searched hard back then, but it was a pity that he didn't catch up with the good years, otherwise it would not be difficult for Master to be proficient in several miscellaneous subjects.

The two of them didn't hold umbrellas, and were protected by the invisible magic power of the fading state. The drizzle didn't wet their robes. They talked and laughed in low voices, walked through the streets and alleys, and entered the county city Daolu branch.

The layout is similar to that of Xiling County Daolu Branch, but the scale is much larger.

The two- or three-story brick and wood buildings with cornices, walls, carved beams and painted buildings are quaint and interesting, with winding corridors. The large square in the middle is decorated with altars and green plants, which seems to hide some kind of formation.

After the communication was allowed, the two were led by a young Taoist soldier into a building opposite the square.

Compared with Wu Ganping's simple office, the public house of Director Guo is elegant and elegant. Outside the door, there is a woman in Huaqi Realm who is guarding the door. After checking the ID cards of the two, she reaches out to invite them after registration.

Zhang Wenfeng and Yun Qiuhe, who was familiar with the road, crossed the restraint like water waves.

The inside is arranged like an indoor garden, with rockery, flowing water, flowers and trees. There are birds playing on the branches, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, and the scenery is changing every step of the way.

Zhang Wenfeng secretly laments that Director Guo enjoys life and is a particular person.

Guo Zhongfu was about [-] years old, with a square face, and he was very smart and capable. He was wearing a brocade robe and a crown. He met the two on the water pavilion, greeted them with courtesy, and chatted casually over tea.

During the conversation, Zhang Wenfeng praised Zhang Wenfeng's past achievements and was very friendly.

After talking for about a quarter of an hour, Guo Zhongfu wrote a mission document and gave some files about the surrounding area of ​​Guizai Ridge. The two took it and stood up to say goodbye.

Then I went to another building to assess and test my cultivation. After a few days, I will be able to receive the "Master" identity card.

The Daolu branch of the county city is quite large, and everyone who saw it was in a hurry.

Wandering around to the "Zhen Pavilion", there are a variety of goods in the cabinet.

Zhang Wenfeng has no shortage of magic robes and magic swords. He even has flying swords. He bought a few dozen high-grade blank talisman papers and a few dozen intermediate-grade talisman papers. .

Walking out of the Daolu branch, Yun Qiuhe suggested: "If you want to sell thunder talismans and wooden talismans in the future, you can put them in the Zhen Pavilion of the county city. They charge a certain commission, but there are many monks coming and going, so it is easier to sell."

"After completing the task, I will go to Fangshi Street in Zhoucheng to see if I can find some cheap treasures."

"It's not that easy. Most of the good things are not cheap. In many cases, it is still exchanged for goods. It is difficult to find leaks. I will go with you when the time comes. I am also familiar with the land."

"Okay, I have learned the flying technique, so it is convenient to come and go."

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After returning to the Fairy Temple, Zhang Wenfeng looked at the materials and maps every day, practiced flying, swordsmanship, wooden magic, drew talismans, and made spiritual peach wood instruments. In some free time, he studied the "Nine Palaces Flying Star Steps" in his hand.

In a few days, he mastered the method of "Nine Palaces Quick Step" by arithmetic deduction, and practiced it as soon as possible.

As far as he knew from the files, the Guizai Ridge area is about a hundred miles away, and the climate and environment in some places are harsh, shrouded in dense ghost mist and miasma, making it inconvenient to fly in the air.

Then, when walking on the ground, it is necessary to master one more body technique.

Yun Qiuhe and the second senior brother helped him collect ancient copper coins, ancient porcelain bowls, old ladles, millstones and other items to prepare for the trip. Everything went in an orderly manner. "Flying sword technique" was stuck in the level of drawing runes, and he still couldn't complete it. He didn't have so much time to study and practice "Spiritual Line Runes".

In the middle of the night on the tenth day of the Lunar New Year, it was raining continuously and the sky was as dark as a curtain.

Zhang Wenfeng came to the entrance of the cave in the back mountain, and the fog outside blocked him, so he didn't worry about anyone coming to disturb him.

He stretched out his hand to draw a square, deep and blurred ghost gate in the air, and silently called Bai Wuchang's name to the ghost ring exposed on the index finger of his left hand.

Before going to Guizai Ridge, he thought it over and decided that it would be safer to consult ghost-hunting expert Bai Wuchang.

A vague figure in a strange white robe and a tall hat appeared in the air beside him.

"Zhang Wenfeng has seen Lord Guicha!"

"Don't be too polite!"

Bai Wuchang looked at the young Taoist priest whose aura was obviously different, and nodded secretly. In just a short time, this person has advanced to the second-order realm. From now on, you can just call me 'Bai Daoyou'. I don't know why Zhang Daoyou is looking for me this time?"

His real body is still in the underworld, and what appears to walk in the yang world is just the projection of his clone.

For ghosts, the yang world is a dangerous place, and it is safer to walk in the yang world with avatar projection.

Hearing Bai Wuchang's polite words, Zhang Wenfeng clasped his fists and said, "Disturb Fellow Daoist Bai's cleanliness. In a few days, I will be ordered to go to the ancient battlefield of Guizailing in the Broken Moon Demon Forest to save the ghosts lingering in the world. I don't know if Fellow Daoist Bai has ever heard Speaking of that place where evil spirits run rampant?"

The ghosts of the underworld, big and small, let the ghosts of Guizailing run rampant?

He thought it was very strange, so let's talk about it first.

"The Broken Moon Demon Forest, the Ancient Battlefield of Guizai Ridge."

Bai Wuchang chanted repeatedly, a phantom image of a book appeared in his hand, and countless double images were flipped over.

After a while, Bai Wuchang put away the book, "The ghosts in that place are not under the jurisdiction of our underworld."

Zhang Wenfeng was taken aback, there are still ghosts in this world that do not belong to the underworld?
Bai Wuchang smiled and said: "If you lead ghosts to the territory of the human race to kill them, it is also a merit to save them. At critical times, I can do my best. If it is outside the territory of the human race, I can do nothing." His figure gradually faded , Another reminder: "Zhang Daoyou, the Ming Qi ring in your hand can only outline twelve ghost gates."

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Bai, for clarifying the confusion!"

Zhang Wenfeng greeted him with clasped fists. A rough calculation showed that he still had six chances to collude with ghosts, so he had to use them sparingly in the future.

I also understood Bai Wuchang's meaning, the ghosts on the demon clan's territory are not under the control of the underworld.

The underworld only cares about the evil spirits in all human territories.

This kind of secret, he really didn't know it before.

In a blink of an eye, it was the fifteenth day.

Early in the morning, Zhang Wenfeng and Yun Qiuhe, wearing bamboo hats and carrying parcels, were greeted by their second senior brother and Yue Anyan clasping their fists. Braving the drizzle, they walked out of the archway and ran towards the official road to the west. Donkeys carried clean baskets on their backs. Follow behind.

The mountain badger squatted at the feet of the second senior brother, with pitiful small eyes, and screamed "uh uh", but did not dare to disobey the order of the donkey, and did not take a step out of the gate of the archway.

The donkey ran a long way, looked back, and sighed: "I almost softened my heart and agreed to Lu Huan's going out. I agreed to wait for it to be more capable and take it into the rivers and lakes. Alas, I worry about it."

It now knows that it is exhausting to worry about running through the rivers and lakes.

Zhang Wenfeng said via voice transmission: "The area around Guizai Ridge is not a good place, its cultivation base is weak, it is difficult to take care of it."

"That is to say, it's not that I don't want to bring it, hey!"

The donkey sighed, and ran on the road sullenly, no longer interested in talking.

Arriving near Xihezhou Town, facing the Xihe River, which swelled to the edge of the embankment, Zhang Wenfeng and Yun Qiuhe flew into the air, their clothes fluttering, and the black donkey ran like a road on the water, and followed closely go.

The children playing on the embankment shouted loudly: "Look, there are gods!"

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(End of this chapter)