Please call me Huanxian

Chapter 76 Our fate is deep
Shi Wangchen separated the battle scenes scene by scene to comment on the drinking. He did not hesitate to praise Xu and Liu for what they did well, and for the parts that were timid or eager for quick success and lack of alertness, he launched a profound discussion of the three drinks as a penalty. criticize.

He was observing and following almost the entire process.

He has a mission to take charge of the overall situation without letting anyone notice.

At the back, a timid little tree charm lost its anger and appeared secretly on Xu Yuanchang's shoulder to listen to the lecture.

"You guys cooperated tacitly and were able to achieve such results. As a leader, I am quite satisfied, so the boss asked me to look at the rewards. It doesn't hurt to give them in advance."

Shi Wangchen threw out a finger-sized emerald crystal in his hand.

The boss is really nice to Xiao Shumei.

High hopes.

Liu Xianfeng had already wiped the blackening on her face, flew up, caught her favorite wooden crystal, and saluted gracefully: "Thank you sister shopkeeper for the gift, thank you Brother Shi for your teaching, I will try my best to do it next time better."

She followed the call of the young master, but also followed the crowd, and occasionally called him "Lao Shi".

Shi Wangchen laughed and stretched out his hand to help, and said: "When I go to Jie Tian City, I asked your young master to spend money to help you prepare some suitable manipulation tools. This is the first time I saw a delicate and timid little girl holding a hand. He hit the sap on the second floor with such a big wooden stick, and his momentum was quite like the boss's spirit back then."

Liu Xianfeng was so ashamed that she covered her face and hid behind the young master's back, and weakly defended: "Young master has never been rich."

Xu Yuanchang smiled and said: "I must buy it. Brother Shi will help me when he arrives."

This time, a total of more than a thousand spiritual coins were collected from the four robbery cultivators. A three-foot space storage bag was found from the robbery cultivator on the second floor. The light red long sword was a magic weapon, even if it was cheap. You can sell it in exchange for a hundred or ten spiritual coins, as well as some talismans, elixirs, and the like.

According to Shi Wangchen, this transaction was a good deal.

Shi Wangchen did not contribute and refused to share the spoils they had worked so hard to obtain.

There are also captured second-story building robbers who will be handed over to Qingping City's Baiji Department for interrogation, and their merits will be calculated separately.

Shi Wangchen specially reminded: "Brother Xu, you don't need to learn too much about Shinto methods, let alone immerse yourself in them. We are walking on the immortal way, and we must not abandon the foundation to seek the end."

Xu Yuan has long been taught by himself, and there is also a warning on the title page of "Dong Shen Fu Hua Jing": Those who have flashy things are far away from the original, and they cannot be used frequently if they are confused, but they can be remembered at all times.

I waited in the wilderness of Huanyun Mountain for about half an hour.

During this period, a group of casual cultivators passed by. From a distance, they saw a large forest burned down, corpses lying on the ground, and a scene of Lao Mo and a young Taoist priest sitting opposite each other drinking. They quickly turned around to avoid them. Even if they were familiar, they pretended not to know each other and left, unless they were related. Very good.

One of the rules of survival for casual cultivators: Don’t look for trouble in others, and don’t look for trouble in others.

Bai Jisi and two young men in white official uniforms flew down from the sky.

After a moment of greetings, Xu Yuanchang recounted the incident in detail and handed over to the three of them. It was getting late and he watched as the three of them carried the unconscious Jie Xiu and flew away with the body in an oilcloth bag.

This is the normal procedure for demon hunters to handle cases. Some minor matters are handed over to Bai Ji Si Yamen for investigation. This is different from the previous days of casual cultivating.

Shi Wangchen and Xu Yuanchang set off and continued on their way. They left the Huanyun Mountain area in the dark and stopped in the small town ahead.

We arrived at Jietian City at noon the next day, and there was no more bullshit or robbery happening on the way.

"When we arrive at Jietian City, we have to go to the 'Jifei Alley'. We can rest there and live in peace of mind. We will introduce you to the shopkeeper Jin Bu Huan Jin and a few friends. Just treat it as your own home. Don't be polite to them."

Shi Wangchen said carelessly.

Xu Yuanchang had long changed into a new Taoist robe. He followed Shi Wangchen with a bamboo box on his back and looked around at Jietian City, which had the characteristics of a mountain city. He asked for advice along the way. He learned a lot of practical Jianghu experience from Lao Shi.

He is lacking in many aspects, so he just needs to learn slowly.

"This is the bustling downtown of Jietian City. It's called 'Sanpan Street'. It's located at the foot of the mountain. It's named after the nearby Sanpan River. In mid-October last year, a great event happened on this street."

Shi Wangchen lowered his voice and said mysteriously: "The city lord, generals, and important figures in the city, those unsatisfactory dandies and young men, rode their horses in the crowded Sanpan Street, trampling and trampling many people to death. As a result, there was a crowd. A passer-by was furious. "Those young masters, more than 20 of them, plus their escorts, together with their horses, all crashed into the wall and died."

"There were corpses all over the ground, and it was very bloody and tragic. The expert used some unknown means to trace the root causes of the big shots and punished them all for their 'son's failure to teach their father'. Some of them lost their lives on the spot. Even if some people survived, For the rest of his life, he will have to lie down like a living dead and suffer harsh punishments."

Xu Yuanchang was silent. He had "witnessed" the horse riding tragedy.

The dandy young men treated the common people as if they were nothing and behaved wantonly. He could understand the anger of the master.

Who said that the higher the cultivation level, the further away from the earth?
He agreed to use such cruel means to speak to dehumanized guys, otherwise the purpose of "setting an example to others" would not be achieved, because those guys who are used to being arrogant and inhumane would not listen to human words.

"God knows what you did."

The only master he could think of was Taoist Master Yanshan.

The three-legged bench he was sitting on was the one where Taoist Master Yanshan once sat. When he went back to look for the remnant bench, he only saw the remains of the bench on the ground.
It's a pity that such a long time has passed and I only met Taoist Master Yanshan once.

Looking at the lively streets that had long since returned to their original glory, he even found the spot where the galloping horse hit the wall in his memory.

That courtyard wall must have been demolished and repaired, and the color is obviously different.

However, when he turned around, he froze.

There is a shabby fortune-telling stall on the opposite side of the street. Taoist Master Yanshan looks decadent, his robes are dirty and shabby, he is sitting alone on a low stool with his hands behind his sleeves and his neck curled up. He is gray-haired and in a state of desolation, guarding the deserted fortune-telling stall. .

He walked forward quickly, wondering what the old Taoist master was up to?
The behavior of an expert is always strange and unpredictable.

But why waste yourself so much?
Shi Wangchen was very curious about Brother Xu's hobbies. He squatted at a street gossip stall and looked at a blind old man. What's so good about him? He was already pitiful enough. If he wanted to give a few charity, he could just pay and leave.

"Taoist Master Yanshan, don't you recognize me?"

Xu Yuanchang squatted opposite the old Taoist priest, looked up and down for a while, and asked.

"Sir, did you call me?"

The old Taoist priest seemed very happy to have business coming to his door. He listened attentively. He placed his hands like dead trees neatly on his legs and sat upright. His eyes were covered with a layer of white, blank and lifeless. Ancient', colorful 'face', known as ancient Taoist, guest, do you want to tell fortunes or draw lots? Three copper coins a time."

Xu Yuanchang was stunned on the spot. Is this still the Taoist Master Yanshan he knew?
There was no trace of the monk's mana fluctuations on his body. Apart from his similar voice and appearance, the old Taoist priest no longer recognized him.

One pair of eyes is also blind.

Staring into the soulless eyes of the old Taoist priest who was in such a state of despair, why did he feel sad and sad?
Then I seemed to see the turbulent passing of a long time, and the drifting of half a lifetime.

There are bones everywhere, mountains of corpses and seas of blood. An old figure walks alone among the silhouette-like black mountains. The future is...dark.

Under the cliff was an abyss, with countless strange shadows dancing and circling in the sky, occasionally swooping down to try to attack the old man.

The old hearty laughter of "We have a good fate" seemed to echo in his ears.

He suddenly understood that the old man was going through a disaster.

There are terrible catastrophes between life and death.

And he was guided here by some mysterious force to return the favor.

……

　It will be released at noon on February 2th (Wednesday). Lao Yan has to save a few chapters of manuscripts to prepare. He is very hands-on and always likes to revise manuscripts. Please forgive me, I will not publish three chapters in these three days.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)