People sit in the southern sky and watch the ages

Chapter 94 The Swordsman from Yunzhou Prefecture

Li Changqing's palm let go of the dragon relic, and the glazed brilliance that seemed to fill the entire God's Domain turned into a shining precious light again, falling on the top of Yinli Spring.

Making up for the broken rules of God's Domain is not something that can be achieved overnight. He is only a newcomer to the second floor. Even with the help of Jiaolong Relic, he is like a novice potter carefully comparing sticky and broken pottery.

Of course, if you can find a few other fragments of God's Domain, the speed of making up will be much faster.

Li Changqing's gaze follows the dragon relic to the deep veins of the earth. He can indeed rely on the opportunity of the connection of the earth veins to find them, but it will take time.

Instead, this matter can be handed over to Wukong, who has spiritual powers.

And once he can really make up for the broken city god's domain, it will be a great opportunity, and it can even be said that he will not only get a complete god's domain of the third and fourth floors, but also understand the true meaning of the city god, To help one side of the country.

At this time, a cock crowed from the Yang Realm into the God Realm. He had done a lot of things tonight, and now he was extremely exhausted. Now that he went back, he could still sleep in his cage.

He released Huang Ming's soul and asked Fang Lao to continue guarding the God Realm. At the same time, he used Yin Liquan to help Huang Ming solidify his soul so that he could prepare for the next sacrifice of the Yellow Turban warriors.

After a few hours, Li Changqing slowly woke up from his sleep.

With the deepening of his practice and his energy level, he is now sleeping less and less. The main reason why he was tired yesterday was the energy spent repairing the city god's domain.

After breakfast, there was a patter of spring rain in the sky outside the door.

That group of people had a big battle yesterday, splitting the clouds and seeing the moon, like a fairy among gods.

But after all, they are not real gods. How can they say that they can violate the time of day?

Li Changqing looked at the sky for a while, and ordered Huang Feihong to go with him to the county government.

After crossing a stone bridge covered in smog and mist, Li Changqing stood at the gate of the majestic county government office. This place is close to the golden residence of Linggui Mountain, so he is no stranger to it.

The two stone lions, which were as tall as a man, were silent, and the majestic luck enveloped the entire county government.

Li Changqing took Huang Feihong into the county government, found a clerk, filled out the paperwork for Huang Ming's death yesterday, and fixed the time for handing over the body to Yizhuang.

After all, it was a homicide case, and after the autopsy, the case would need to be filed, and then it would be handed over to the county lieutenant for decision.

Putting down his pen, Li Changqing asked, "I don't know where the list of monsters in the county is?"

The scribe raised his head and said with a smile, "It turns out that the Taoist priest is here to accept the list of demons. Please come with me. It just so happens that there are frequent incidents of demons and evils during this period, and the county lord and the county lieutenant are having a headache."

Li Changqing, led by the clerk, walked through a long corridor and came to a courtyard next to the Armed Forces Division. Most of the people coming and going here were wearing soap-colored brocade clothes, with standard embroidered spring knives pinned to their waists. The blood is strong, and it is a bit stronger than the Haihe Gang I saw before.

These people should all be officials of the Armed Forces Department. Longkoudu itself is prosperous in business and travel, and it is nearly a hundred times better than Beiguo County. Even the government offices in some remote places cannot compare.

Therefore, the government has sufficient money and cultivation resources, so it can naturally recruit many warriors.

The clerk brought Li Changqing to a bulletin board, "Generally speaking, the Armed Forces Division can handle the evil things at Longkoudu by itself, so there is no need to post them on the city wall outside the gate like other small counties in the north. "

The scribe said this with a bit of arrogance, which is generally the view of people in the south of the Yangtze River towards the north.

Li Changqing nodded silently, and led Huang Feihong to the bulletin board. There were more than a dozen bulletins posted on it, and the top three were written with a huge Chinese character 'Xuan' in ink brush.

"Longkou Ferry went southeast for 800 miles, there was a ghost ship taking advantage of the fog and killing [-] fishermen, begging the real person of the third floor to enter the county government for consultation"

"At the junction of the southwest of Longkoudu and Youshan Mansion, there is a ghost gap in the world, please ask the real person of the third floor to enter the county mansion for discussion"

'The sky changed 52 years ago, and the city god fell into a demonic way. Any news related to it should be discussed with the county government'

The clerk enthusiastically followed Li Changqing to explain the division of notices, such notices written in mysterious characters all involved the disaster of monsters in the third floor or above, and it was not something ordinary people could solve.

Most of the rest of the notices, with yellow letters on them, confirmed the strength of the monsters.

A notice without writing is vague information, such as the case of Huang Ming's death, if it is posted here, it will be a notice with a white background.

There is also a notice, which is slightly lower than the three Xuan character notices.

The above is a long-term task.

Whenever the tide comes, the amphibious monsters in the sea will come ashore to prey, so Longkoudu will gather forces before the tide, station in key places, and regularly exterminate them.

Li Changqing handed the clerk a tael of silver to express his gratitude, and then stood in front of the bulletin board and looked at it for a long time, with a hesitant look on his face, because those who can reward Taoist skills basically involve Taoist demons, just like Lanruo Temple back then.

He really wanted to train Huang Feihong, a disciple, but he knew the difference between being enlightened and not enlightened. One mistake could mean the difference between life and death.

I had no choice but to let Wukong follow.

Just when Li Changqing had chosen a notice in yellow letters and was about to take it off, a young man with arms and waists came over.

He was wearing a leather jacket with slightly yellowed cashmere exposed from the open front, and a yellow leather belt slung across it, with a knife and a water bottle pinned to it, without a crown, thin lips, and a stern expression. Knife.

"Are you rich?"

Li Changqing was slightly taken aback, and said with a smile, "I don't know what you can teach me, brother?"

"Do you want Dao Gong?" The young man said straight to the point without any politeness, "We will form a partnership to take over the list of monsters. You give me the money, and the Dao Gong belongs to you. Twenty Dao Gong, 500 taels of silver, you don't have to go, the rest Give it all to me."

Mercenaries of this era?
Li Changqing looked curiously at the young man in front of him, the other man's attire was obviously not a local, it seemed that because of Cui Mingcang's words, he was a practitioner who came to Longkoudu to seek opportunities.

But since he is a practitioner, how could he not ask for Taoism and money?
You must know that Dao Gong can not only be exchanged for granting scriptures, but in Taoist temples, Dao Gong can be exchanged for various cultivation resources and even official positions.

Seeing that Li Changqing was silent, the young man frowned slightly, "Is there too much?"

"Twenty Dao Gong, 350 taels of silver."

He looked at Li Changqing whose expression moved slightly, and seemed to have made up his mind, "300 taels of silver, no less!"

Li Changqing smiled slightly, took out a stack of bank notes from the treasure bag, and slowly counted six 500 double-denomination 'Huitong Treasure Tickets' filled with the fragrance of ink, "First come the two hundred ways."

(End of this chapter)