Fairy stop smoking

Chapter 54

In the Great Hall of the Underworld, all the corpses have been cleaned up by several judges and ghosts, the pool of blood has been destroyed, and the formation that enveloped Hongling City has collapsed without a trace, and the sun has once again descended on the world.

However, Chai Jiangcui, who is staying in the Yin Division, is still unclear about all the changes in the Yang world.

After entering the Great Hall of the Underworld, a stone lion full of cracks was placed on the table of the main seat, and the corpse of the red-eyed ghost was casually thrown on His Highness.

After a moment of silence, Chai Jiangcui flashed a flash of light in his hand, took out a light ball of soul power and handed it to Old Chenghuang.

"Master Chenghuang, Senior Lion Fifty asked me to hand this over to you."

As he said that, Chai Jiangcui told him the process of Lion Fifty's disappearance through sound transmission with spiritual thoughts.However, the matter about the card was omitted in the middle, and it was only blamed on the scarlet-eyed ghost commander for dissipating too much of the lion's deceitfulness.

"...Thank you, Fairy Yanyun."

The old Chenghuang took the ball of light in a low voice, put it in his arms carefully, and did not absorb the contents immediately.

However, this is not what Miss Chai is concerned about. Anyway, the things have been brought, and how to deal with them is naturally up to the old city god himself.

What followed was another lackluster exchange of pleasantries.

Among the four sword-wielding monks, except for the beautiful woman, the other three survived.

Although several people were seriously injured, they all brought their juniors to meet Chai Jiangcui one by one.

Chai Jiangcui was able to solve the red eyes, and in the hearts of all the cultivators, he had secretly risen to the status of a real person.

Cultivator of Dan, no matter where he goes, he is an existence that calls for the wind and the rain. Many small and medium-sized sects can have one or two Qi Hua monks to support their face.

It can make the juniors have a good relationship with the real person of Jiedan, and it may be of great benefit in the future.

Although Chai Jiangcui felt a little bored, she responded with a smile one by one.

From old man Zhang's mouth, she also knew the name of the girl who reminded her earlier—Meng Ziyue, an inner sect disciple of Wuling Peak of the Xinghe Sword Sect.

The name is good, it sounds much better than my own.

Silently remembering the girl's appearance, Chai Jiangcui chatted with her again for a while.

Meng Ziyue was Miss Chai's first junior besides Zhou Wenqing to take the initiative to meet, which made the rest of the sword cultivators envious for a while.

This is the friendship of Daoist Jie Dan. Let alone the specific benefits, just talking about it can add a lot of face.

For Chai Jiangcui's initiative to meet, Meng Ziyue was still very nervous at first.However, after a few words of conversation, she found that Fairy Yanyun was so easy to talk to, and Meng Ziyue gradually became bolder, and she was able to play jokes with Chai Jiangcui from time to time.

After secretly learning the reason why Meng Ziyue was looked at by Chai Jiangcui from the mouth of the black-faced young man secretly, old man Zhang gained a new understanding of the casual and free-spiritedness of this real person of Jiedan.

"Fate, it's really wonderful."

The meeting in the Great Hall of the Underworld didn't last too long. Most of the four sword-wielding sects of sword cultivators were anxious to heal their wounds, and the Old City God also had to deal with the hands and tails in Hongling City.

After a simple farewell, Chai Jiangcui crossed the gate of hell and returned to the world of yang.

Squinting to look at the setting sun in the west, Chai Jiangcui smiled.

"When the sun goes down, you should know that the years are quiet and beautiful, which is infinite tenderness."

"It's night after sunset, I think it's better to see the morning sun!"

Bai Yuan pulled Chachai Jiangcui's hair in a bun, and loudly refuted his master's point of view.

As expected, another chestnut responded.

"You little fox who doesn't read books, what do you know? I said that the sunset is beautiful, so the sunset is beautiful."

"Master bullies the fox, blah blah..."

The sword cultivators on the side couldn't help but smile in their hearts when they saw this scene.

……

Seeing that Chai Jiangcui was about to leave, Meng Ziyue plucked up her courage and ran over.
"Fairy Yanyun, can you and I leave a sound transmission talisman?"

'Sound transmission symbol?What are sound transmission symbols? '

Chai Jiangcui was slightly taken aback, her face remained unchanged and she smiled and said:
"No problem, it's just that the sound transmission talisman in my hand has been used up, I don't know..."

"I still have extra blank sound transmission symbols here."

After receiving the consent, Meng Ziyue was overjoyed, and hurriedly took out five blank sound transmission symbols from the storage bag and handed them to Chai Jiangcui, and by the way, branded a blank sound transmission symbol with her soul mark.

Secretly observing Meng Ziyue's operation with his spiritual sense, Chai Jiangcui roughly understood how to use the sound transmission talisman.

With a wave of his plain hand, he immediately imprinted his spiritual consciousness on the blank sound transmission talisman.

Meng Ziyue took Chai Jiangcui's sound transmission talisman and carefully collected it.

"Fairy Yanyun, the Xinghe Sword Sect is in the Luoxing Mountain Range in Chunde Prefecture, and I have one year to go back to the mountain. If you have the opportunity in the future, welcome to the Xinghe Sword Sect as a guest."

"Okay, I will definitely go if I have the chance."

Saying goodbye to Meng Ziyue, Chai Jiangcui returned to the inn where he first stayed.

Now the inn has long been empty, and the corpses of the two ghouls in the kitchen have also been cleaned up by ghost messengers.

However, Miss Chai was a little surprised that the little donkey she kept here was actually alive and was gnawing carrots leisurely in the stable.

Seeing the owner approaching, the little donkey snorted happily.

"It's quite enjoyable to eat. You are lucky not to be made into donkey meat hot pot by all the ghosts in the city."

Patting the little donkey on the head, Chai Jiangcui laughed. Originally, she was worried that she would have to walk to the next city, but she never thought that the mount had not been lost yet.

After adding some carrots to the little donkey's trough again, Chai Jiangcui returned to the guest room contentedly.

She has consumed too much soul power, and now she has a severe headache.

The moon set and the sun rose, and before I knew it, it was the morning of the second day.

Light snow fell in the sky, the door of the inn slowly opened, and Chai Jiangcui rode a little donkey, walking unsteadily towards the outside of the city.

"Master, why are we leaving so soon?"

The sleepy little white fox huddled in Chai Jiangcui's arms, a little puzzled.

Chai Jiangcui curled her lips and joked:
"There's nothing delicious here, don't leave early, don't you expect me to cook you a ghoul feast?"

It's just that in the middle of the sentence, Chai Jiangcui suddenly stopped.

Because she saw a large group of people gathered at the gate of the city ahead, and they stood there upright against the cold winter wind.

Seeing Chai Jiangcui's arrival, everyone's eyes immediately focused on her.

An old man in the lead threw down his crutch tremblingly, bent down and knelt on the ground, and bowed heavily to Chai Jiangcui.The voice is old and strong,
"The people of Hongling City have received great kindness from the Immortal Master. Now that I heard that the Immortal Master is about to leave the city, we are here to send the Immortal Master off."

Following the old man's movements, the common people in the rear also knelt down in unison, regardless of whether they were young or old, they all kowtowed dully in the ice and snow
"Xie Xianshi save me Hongling!"

The voice of the people, lingering above Hongling City, will last for a long time.

　It's becoming less and less like a female frequency. . .I can't take it back, and I don't know how many readers are willing to read it ().

　　
　　
　
(End of this chapter)