Wild boar

Chapter 32 The Envoy of Conquering Demons

Jun'an City.

at dusk.

A wild boar dived out of the water and came under the arch bridge outside Caihuan Pavilion.

Ten days ago.

Guan Xuetong is waiting for Zhu Zishan here and takes him to see the monster hidden in Jun'an City.

At that time, the sky was also full of sunset.

The golden sunset shone on her body, making her look like a golden fox.

ten days later.

Things are wrong.

Guan Xuetong's voice and smile are still in front of her eyes.

From the perspective of the monster clan, Guan Xuetong is a good monster. She sincerely helps a strange monster.

From a human perspective, Guan Xuetong is a good monster. Not only does she never eat people, but she also makes people happy.

But such a good monster turned into a pile of bits and pieces.

The fox dies and the pig is sad!

Zhu Zishan picked up a sack from the Yuanyang River pool.

This sack contained Guan Xuetong’s chopped bones.

Zhu Zishan dragged Guan Xuetong's body into the culvert under the arch bridge and came to Guan Xuetong's lair.

There are still the broken earthen pots and the gurgling water.

Zhu Zishan pulled Guan Xuetong's bones through the stacked jars and stuffed her bones into the wooden fence.

The earthen jar is an illusion, and so is the wooden fence.

The wooden fence was Guan Xuetong's lair during her lifetime and her tomb after her death.

Zhu Zishan lay down in the earthen jar and turned into a piece of rubble, silently letting time pass by.

……

The next day.

It started to drizzle in Jun'an City.

Qihuangtang.

Workers who got up early were ordering medicinal materials in the warehouse.

Their shopkeeper, Dong Shuyi, the young and promising owner of Qihuang Tang, hurriedly came to the backyard with an expression on his face.

There is a shed in the backyard.

There was a strong medicinal fragrance in the hut.

The aroma of medicine came from a brass-colored alchemy furnace.

An old Taoist with a celestial spirit sat cross-legged.

A little Taoist boy stood by, holding a cattail leaf fan to fan the fire of the alchemy furnace.

"Taoist Master Mu, something happened in Caihuan Pavilion." Dong Shuyi said nervously.

The old Taoist sitting cross-legged was Mu Fangxiang. He slowly opened his eyes and asked calmly: "What happened?"

"Last night, Ximen Yan held a banquet in the Caihuan Pavilion to entertain the heroes of Jun'an City. However, he never thought that the main dish of the Quanhu Banquet was actually his brother Man Tuzi. Ximen Yan couldn't lose face, so he was furious and killed him on the spot. Killing more than a dozen people on his side, those gangsters are putting everyone in danger, and now this matter has spread throughout the streets and alleys of Jun'an City." Dong Shuyi told everything he heard.

"Sure enough."

"Taoist Master Mu is not surprised by this matter. Could it be that he had expected it?" Dong Shuyi asked in shock.

"Shu Yi, this is not surprising. Since the fox demon can hide in Jun'an City to practice, he must have a cultivation method, and a fox demon with a cultivation method must have a heritage. Since he has a heritage, he must have a teacher. That fox demon must have a cultivation method. The demon was killed by Ximen Yan and Man Tuzi, how could the master of the fox demon sit idly by and ignore it?" Mu Fang analyzed in detail.

"That's it." Dong Shuyi suddenly said.

"But Taoist Master Mu, if the fox demon has an elder coming to clean up the matter, wouldn't you and my brother be in danger?" Dong Shuyi reacted in shock.

"Shu Yi, you don't need to panic. If the butcher disappeared silently, we would indeed be in danger, but now the butcher was blatantly killed. This is clearly the demon clan's provocation against the human race. How can a human Taoist monk ignore things?" Mu Fangxiang, a wandering Taoist priest, said with an indifferent expression.

"Besides, Lao Dao and Li Yi never took action against the fox demon from beginning to end, and the fox demon's elders should not put the blame on the two of us. On the contrary, Li Yi and I can take this opportunity to go and worship as a disciple. Enter the immortal gate." Mu Fangxiang, the wandering Taoist priest, said with a smile.

"Taoist Master Mu, do you also plan to take this opportunity to join the Immortal Sect?" Dong Shuyi, the shopkeeper of the pharmacy, asked in astonishment.

"Why not? The old Taoist has been pursuing the immortal way all his life, and his innocent heart can attract the sun and the moon. Unfortunately, he has not entered the immortal sect, and his life has been wasted so far." Mu Taoist said with emotion on his face.

"Taoist Master Mu, don't those immortal sects have any age limit?" Dong Shuyi, the shopkeeper of the pharmacy, asked.

"Hehehe... Of course there is. The Xianjiamen has restrictions on the age and talent of the disciples. But don't worry, your brother Dong Liyi is very talented. He can enter Dingshou Nian at a young age. If you join the Xianmen, you should have a good chance." Mu Fang said in detail.Dong Shuyi, the shopkeeper of the pharmacy, was muttering in his heart.

He thought it was a bit incredible that an old man like Mu Daoren, who was half buried in the earth, still wanted to worship the Immortal Sect, so he blurted out and asked, but he did not expect that Mu Daoren would evade the importance and talk lightly about his younger brother, while he could worship him as an immortal despite his old age. I completely avoided talking about the matter.

and many more!

If Tao Mu and my brother both join the same sect, wouldn’t they become brothers in the same sect?
"This is a great opportunity for Lao Dao and your brother to join the Immortal Sect. Shu Yi, I would also like to ask you to inquire more. If there is any news, tell Lao Dao as soon as possible." Mu Taoren said with his fists in his hands.

"Taoist Master Mu, please don't worry." Dong Shuyi, the shopkeeper of the pharmacy, left the backyard.

……

Caihuan Pavilion.

painting boat.

A young man in black official uniform quickly rushed to the deck.

"vomit!"

He vomited.

His face turned red from vomiting.

"Lu Fengzhang! Fortunately, you are still the demon hunter of the Shenji Mansion. You will vomit when you see dead people. You are not even as good as an ordinary catcher." A pretty female catcher with a ponytail came from behind, with a look on her face. Disdainful.

"Uh... no, Li Qing. When I came here, I smelled the aroma of meat. I thought it was something delicious. I took a nice sip, but it turned out to be..."

"Vomit..." The demon-hunting head named Lu Fengzhang vomited again.

"Hmph...what an idiot." Li Qing, the female catcher, scolded with disdain.

suddenly.

The sound of waves reached the ears of the two head catchers.

Whoa, whoa, whoa...

The waves rise on the Yuanyang River.

A woman in aqua blue palace clothes was lifted by the waves to the deck of the boat.

"Who is coming?"

"Report your name?"

The two monster hunters from Shenji Mansion pulled out their swords and shouted.

The woman in palace clothes took out a golden token from her waist with an indifferent expression.

Order to subjugate the devil!
The two head catchers saluted at the same time.

"Li Qing of Shenji Mansion."

"Lu Fengzhang of Shenji Mansion."

"I've seen the demon-suppressing envoy." The two demon-catchers from the Shenji Mansion said at the same time.

"My name is Cui Yue. I heard that this case is related to the fox demon. Please tell me the details." Cui Yue, a woman in palace attire, said coldly.

"Yes, Fairy Cui." Lu Fengzhang and Li Qing said at the same time.

……

Inside the Caihuan Pavilion painting boat.

The thunderous and furious voice of Ximen Yan came out.

"Go away!"

"The temple does not care about the rivers and lakes, the rivers and lakes do not care about the affairs of the court, and the water in the well does not interfere with the river!"

"My brother is dead. I will naturally follow the rules of the world and take revenge. What are you going to do?"

"I don't care whether you are hunting monsters and bosses in the Shenji Mansion or the boss in the government office, if you don't get out! Don't blame me, you are ruthless under the sword!" Ximen Yan said coldly.

"Draw the sword!" A cold voice came from outside the house.

A woman wearing light blue palace clothes walked into the hall of the painting boat.

There were several gangsters and demon hunters in the studio. They seemed helpless in the face of the furious Ximen Yan.

These martial arts skills for catching monsters and heads are only second-rate in the martial arts world. They are better than catching fast ones in the government office, but their level of skill is limited, so Ximen Yan doesn't take them seriously at all.

But this woman in front of me...

Ximen Yan couldn't figure out the depth at all, so he closed his mouth and remained silent.

(End of this chapter)