The world of Taoism

Chapter 8
"Are you sure it's true?" Zhou Xuan blurted out.

The death of Zhou Yuanwai and his wife half a year ago was actually related to demons.

The fat man came to borrow money every now and then, but he hadn't been seen in the past six months.

"That's all I know, I don't know the authenticity, but the old man won't lie to me." Lin Zhengxiong said.

Zhou Yuanwai and his wife spend most of their time looking after business in the city.

If it wasn't for the fact that the accident happened in the city, Lin Zhengxiong would never have dared to set foot in Zhou's house in his entire life if he had given Lin Zhengxiong more courage.

Zhou Xuan subconsciously thought of Zhou Dazhi, and after a second thought, he denied this idea.

Zhou Dazhi only came to Jiangnan County three months ago, and he was still in Chunjiang County thousands of miles away half a year ago.

And this guy is not a relative of the Zhou family at all.He just passed by Wannian County and saw that there was no one in the Zhou family, so he temporarily thought of embezzling property.

It seems that Zhou Yuanwai and his wife's death had other hidden reasons.

Unknown things made Zhou Xuan feel uneasy, and a sense of crisis was deeply buried in his heart.

The carriage stopped in front of a restaurant.

This restaurant is called the Zhuangyuan Building. It is said that the Zhuangyuan once lived in it. It has about five floors and rows of red lanterns are hung on the eaves.

Since it was daytime, the lanterns were not lit, so this row must have been very spectacular.

Zhou Xuan walked in following Lin Zhengxiong, and two or three young masters came up with their servants.

"Brother Lin, long time no see!" A rather handsome young man in white bowed.

"Brother Lu, it's a pleasure to meet you!" Lin Zhengxiong replied.

Lin Zhengxiong seemed indifferent, but in reality he was very measured, at least he always repaid the money he borrowed from Zhou Xuan on time.

"Who is this?" The young man in white looked at Zhou Xuan and asked in confusion.

"This is Zhou Xuan, the son of Zhou Yuanwai..." Lin Zhengxiong introduced.

The boy in white is named Lu Hansheng, the son of the county lieutenant.

The man next to him in light green clothes is called Zhang Zhen, the son of a big businessman in the county. His family business is spread over several counties around him, and he is considered a wealthy family.

The others were either the sons of officials or the families of great merchants.

This world doesn't discriminate against businessmen very much, Zhou Xuan's status is considered to be the lowest, and his financial resources and background are not comparable to any of them.

After the introduction, everyone came to the fifth floor to take their seats. As the host, Lu Hansheng sat on the main seat.

Zhou Xuan's imagining of stepping on his face and pretending to be aggressive did not happen.

After these people knew that they were members of the run-down Zhou family, some of them seemed a little cold, but they never said inappropriate words.

However, as the host, Lu Hansheng seemed very enthusiastic.

Zhou Xuan obviously felt the alienation in the other party's heart, but he was always polite and enthusiastic to himself.

It seems that the heads of dudes in this world are quite normal.

No one would step on Zhou Xuan for no reason to show his superiority.

It was a joy for everyone to push cups and change cups.

Occasionally say a few drinking orders and doggerel, the atmosphere is very cheerful.

As night fell, the sky was like ink.

At this time, Lu Hansheng suddenly put down his wine glass, and said with a smile to everyone: "Everyone, it's about to start!"

Whoa!

Everyone suddenly got up and ran to the window, the fast runners took advantage of the window,
Zhou Xuan followed and stepped forward to join in the fun.

When I was puzzled, the outside suddenly lit up.

All the lanterns hanging in the Zhuangyuan Building were lit up.

Dozens of red lanterns dye the Zhuangyuan Building red like flowers in full bloom.

A block is decorated with lanterns and festoons, and the lanterns emit colorful brilliance, stretching like a long dragon.

There are people coming and going on the street, the sound of hawking, cheering, and the sound of gongs and drums.

In the past, women who rarely went out dressed exquisitely, and the close-fitting long skirts perfectly set off their beautiful figures.

boom!
The golden fireworks exploded, and a gorgeous flower bloomed in the sky.

Clouds of fireworks continued to explode in the air, and the colorful lights dyed the earth colorfully.

The ancient city, small buildings, beauties, and fireworks form a gorgeous and prosperous beauty.

Zhou Xuan couldn't help being indulging in this beautiful scenery. This world is so prosperous. I don't know what kind of scene is the legendary capital of gods Chang'an?
The scene of this rich and prosperous south of the Yangtze River is really unforgettable.

Wannian County's strength in all aspects is first-class in Jiangnan County, so it is not surprising to have such a beautiful scenery.

Jiangnan County is located in the south of Yangzhou, surrounded by mountains and rivers, and is also a prosperous place.

If only there weren't so many weird things in this world.

Brilliant and beautiful things are often more dangerous, and the bustling temple fair is full of undercurrents.

In a mansion in the county seat, a man stood outside the window, watching the scenery quietly.

The man is about 40 to [-] years old, with a refined face, wearing a gorgeous brocade suit embroidered with birds and animals, full of nobility.

At this time, a cloud of black mist rose from the mansion, the black mist was as black as ink, and surrounded the man as if alive.

Against the backdrop of the pitch-black mist, the majestic and elegant face of the man in brocade clothes looked a bit ferocious.

Suddenly, an extremely pale hand stretched out from the black mist, and the pale hand rested on the body of the man in brocade.

"What? Are you hungry again?" The brocade-clothed man looked gentle and pointed at the crowd in the distance, "Go! Keep your hands and feet clean and don't leave any breath, or you won't be able to blame demons and evil cultivators for you."

The black mist dissipated like a tide, and a piece of blood-red clothes disappeared in a flash.

The night market is bustling here, and it is close to midnight.

Everyone went to the restaurant separately and went to wander around below.

Zhou Xuan originally walked with Fatty Lin, but there were too many people and got separated.

Walking in the night market, the air is filled with various aromas.

Candied haws, scallion pancakes, bean curd, and green onion pork trotters.

Seeing Zhou Xuan's stomach growl.

"Guest officer, do you want something to eat?" The little old man greeted from the side.

Zhou Xuan walked in front of the booth, the little old man bowed his body, the wrinkles on his face were like tree bark.

In front of him was a large pot, in which were cooking all kinds of meat, such as pig large intestine, liver, pork belly, pig's trotters, pig's scalp and so on.

The sauce has completely penetrated into the meat, making people drool.

Zhou Xuan sat down in front of the table, the business of this stall is good, two or three tables are full of people.

The old man served a bowl of hot offal soup, chopped pork belly and put it in the noodles.

Finally, a spoonful of fresh and thick sauce is poured on it, which will whet your appetite.

"Beautiful!" Zhou Xuan whetted his appetite, and this ancient snack was really filling.

Just as he was about to put down his chopsticks, the mouse in his sleeve seemed to yell, looking a little uneasy.

"Hungry?" Zhou Xuan took out a yellow pill, ready to feed it to the mouse, but found that the mouse didn't eat at all, and the cry became more and more impatient.

"Is there a problem here?" Zhou Xuan's mind flashed.

With the same thought, Zhou Xuan suddenly raised his head.

The colorful lanterns turned into a miserable white.

The bustling night market is empty, the streets are deserted, and the pale light adds a gloomy atmosphere to the deserted streets.

The end of the street was covered with thick black fog, like hell.

"Guest officer? The taste is not suitable?"

Zhou Xuan turned his head away, the scene in front of him almost made him scream.

What is boiled in the pot is not stewed pork, it is clearly human flesh.

Human hands, human feet, and colorful intestines are mixed together, and there is a dead head in the middle.

The scene in front of him almost made Zhou Xuan spit out, and the faces of the diners around him were pale, not like living things.

At this time, a big hand stretched out from behind and pressed on Zhou Xuan's shoulder.

"do not move!"

(End of this chapter)