Do Not Seek Fairy Fate

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"Hot soup cake..."

"Youmo!"

"Bu Dong...Bu Dong..."

On the long street, the flow of people is like weaving, the noise is heard, and the lively and bustling scene comes into view.

Mo Qiu stopped slightly, his eyes wavy slightly.

He no longer remembers the gathering of mortals, how long he has not experienced.

Powerful spirits and keen perception make it difficult for practitioners to tolerate the staleness of the mundane world.

The higher the cultivation base, the more so.

now.

The spirit of the Xuanyou Cave of the Shang Qing Dynasty did not show up, greatly suppressing the perception of divine consciousness, and the flesh aperture was almost closed.

This allows him to walk in mortal markets without being affected.

In the eyes, there are red, red, willow and green in the gray cloth and linen from time to time; gongs and drums are clamoring, and the screams of merchants are endless; all kinds of stimulating taste buds sound, mixed with inferior rouge scent, flooding the nose orifices.

Fireworks!

These three words came to mind quietly, making Mo Qiu a faint smile.

In my heart, it was also quiet.

Melting into the crowd, he walked along the street, and finally walked in in front of a bookstore gradually.

Someone once said.

The secret realm and the cave sky were originally supposed to be part of the outside world, but they were separated for some reason.

Moqiu accepts this point.

If this were not the case, the characters in the cave world could not be so similar to the outside world.

Although there is a gap in accent, I can imitate it with a little adaptation.

Different from others.

People from the rivers and lakes like to go to restaurants and inns to inquire about news, but if not, they often go to bookstores to read records.

This is also a different understanding of time between the two.

People from the rivers and lakes are concerned about recent events. Such gossips often appear in crowded places.

And don't want to look at it, it's what happened decades ago, or even a long time ago.

People in the restaurant are very unlikely to talk about it.

"Lao Zhang!"

Turning over a few chronicles and books, Mo Qiu frowned, and asked the drowsy owner of the bookstore aside:

"Why is there no record in this Lingjun County Chronicles that happened more than 30 years ago?"

"Thirty years ago?" Lao Zhang opened his eyes, hesitated for a moment, then said:

"My county chronicles here are just copied from the yamen. It's not complete at all. It's normal to have less."

"Really?" Moqiu's eyes flashed:

"I thought someone cut it deliberately."

"How can..." Lao Zhang laughed dumbly, halfway through the conversation, and suddenly stopped, with a pensive expression on his face:

"but."

"I remember, there seemed to be something like that thirty years ago, some things were not allowed..."

Halfway through, his voice stopped abruptly again, raising his head, his expression also became cold.

"Guest officer, do you want to buy a book?"

"Ah…"

Mo Qiu chuckled when he heard the words, shook his head, and put the book back in his hand.

He walked out of the bookstore with his hand in his hand, his face thoughtful.

Although the owner of the bookstore did not speak, his expression changed, but it was impossible to escape the perception of Brother Daoji.

Thirty years ago, when Taiyi Sect was at its most prosperous, obviously something happened.

There is no such thing as Taiyizong!

As a big sect that spread the world and even controlled the court at that time, this definitely didn't make sense.

"call…"

A cold wind blew through, Moqiu shrank subconsciously, and coughed slightly, covering his mouth.

The body is still too weak.

He sighed lightly and raised his eyes to look into the distance.

The plan for the present is to find a place to settle down first, take a look at the situation in this sector, and talk about other things.

Well…

There is a goods store hiring people on the road, so you might as well give it a try.

Some voices drifted into my ears as I was about to walk.

"Have you heard?"

"Yesterday, the second young lady from the Wu family in Chengnan committed suicide. It is said that someone defiled her body at night, broke her status, and committed suicide unbearably humiliated."

"Yes?"

"How did I hear that it was a ghost killing him?"

"cut!"

"That's a blindfold to outsiders. I have a relative in Wu's house, but I have seen the mess in the house of those two young ladies with my own eyes."

"It turned out to be like this!"

"That thief was so bold that he dared to ruin Miss Wu Jia's body, and he was still in Wu Jia's own yard."

"Yes!"

At a tea stand not far away.

A Taoist man with a long streamer cocked his mouth slightly when he heard the words, dropped a few copper plates and got up to his feet, staggering towards the distance.

"clatter…"

Mo Qiu's eyes flickered, he pondered a little, and followed him.

He is quite curious about the practitioners in this world. Since he has the opportunity, he might as well meet one or two.

Although the injury has not yet recovered, it is easy to solve a person who has not yet started refining qi.

but…

The Yin Qi is so strong, and the ghost is carried with him, but he is not backlashed, and the technique has some ways.

He raised his head and glanced at the Taoist in front of him, Moqiu followed him into a small courtyard.

...

Upstairs in the restaurant.

The Tian brothers and sisters sat by the fence, watching the bustling pedestrians on the street.

opposite.

The crowd was crowded, and many big men and heroines asked questions about the people in Tian's firm.

"Uncle Ming."

Dressed in colorful clothes and holding a folding fan, Tian Jing asked a middle-aged man beside him:

"What do you think of these people below?"

Uncle Ming said in a dull voice: "Most of the muscles and bones are strong, but the martial arts is sparse, so few people can use it."

"I think so." Tian Qi pouted:

"Lingjun is not prosperous in martial arts, so there are only two martial arts halls in such a big county."

She shook her head slightly, her face speechless:

"To tell you the truth, such a martial artist has nothing to do with ghosts. It's all luck."

Uncle Ming's eyes flashed, and he stopped talking.

"It looks like it can only be used as an ordinary cargo hand." Tian Jing shook his head, took out a rouge box and gently smeared it on the face:

"Let's go to the martial arts gym. In the future, the merchant can't always let Uncle Ming hold the battle in person, he still needs some good hands."

The demons and ghosts in this world are raging, and the trade routes are dangerous. If there is no master, it will undoubtedly be sent to death.

Even if there is a master...

Sometimes it may not be safe.

"Can you stop applying these messy things on your face all the time." Tian Qi looked at her younger brother, and said with a bit of annoyance:

"Be more heroic, our Tian family has inherited from Wushu, and has been in business for a hundred years, and it is not because of who is good-looking!"

"You can't say that." Tian Jing shook his head:

"I'm a boy, my body is delicate, not comparable to you, and the county guard is a woman. According to reports, I'm a good man. I dress up better, and I can give her a good impression later."

"Besides, fighting the world relies on force, but defending the world depends on wisdom. If you fight and kill, I won't be able to get married."

"you…"

Tian Qi was anxious and couldn't help glaring at each other:

"I think you just lack practice, you don't have any strength, and you can't do anything when you encounter something."

"I don't want to change my muscles." Tian Jing shrank, staring at her sister cautiously:

"Don't you also like men with all muscles?"

"You know what a fart!" Tian Qi rolled her eyes:

"A true martial arts expert, all parts of the body are coordinated, muscles and muscles are smooth, and the body shape will tend to be perfect, just like the person we met when we came."

"Muscular man, just strong."

"Heh..." Tian Jing sneered disdainfully:

"Do you still think about that person?"

"The man's hair is all white, and it's enough to be your grandfather. You don't want to get started by marrying him, do you?"

"I do not have!"

"I haven't said it yet. When you talk about that person, you have a idiot-like face. Who can't tell?"

"I was thinking about his figure!"

"You are just a greedy body, I said second sister, you should choose a younger one anyway."

"Ahem..."

Uncle Ming on the side really couldn't listen, and couldn't help but cough slightly.

The two closed their voices and stared at each other fiercely.

"The second lady is right." Uncle Ming hesitated for a while and said:

"True martial arts masters, the muscles and muscles are really not too prominent, at least it will not affect the force."

"However, that person is getting older, and the warrior is not as good as the warlock. The older he is, the weaker his strength is. This is probably not bad."

"unless…"

He hesitated to speak, then he shook his head slightly.

"Let me just say it." Tian Jing smiled:

"Although that person walks alone, he may not be a master of martial arts, maybe a warlock."

"Heh..." Tian Qi pouted:

"You think that you are a sorcerer if you meet anyone at random. Besides, a sorcerer is even less likely to walk alone. Without servants, a sorcerer has a method and is difficult to perform. It is easy to kill."

"correct."

She raised her head and looked at Uncle Ming:

"Uncle Ming, you just said unless, unless what?"

"Nothing." Uncle Ming shook his head:

"Once, when I was young, it was said that the older the warriors, the more powerful they were, but just listen to these things."

"Really?" Tian Qi's eyes lit up and she was about to ask, when the sound of footsteps upstairs suddenly sounded in her ears.

Several people looked serious and got up in a hurry.

Not long.

"Squeak..."

The wooden door of the compartment was pushed open, and two women dressed in brocade walked into it with cold faces.

"Sister and brother Tian?"

"Exactly." Tian Qi was puzzled and looked at the two of them:

"Two of them?"

"We were ordered by the county guard to come to the banquet. The county guard was busy with business and didn't have time to come." One of the women said coldly:

"The adults do have some friendship with the Tian family, but they don't have any relationship with you, so we will not talk about the commercial street."

"unless…"

"Unless what?" Tian Qi's silver teeth clenched:

"The county guard has orders, our Tian family will definitely do it."

"good!"

Tian Jing agreed.

"Whee…"

The woman pursed her mouth and glanced at Tian Jingyi unscrupulously. After seeing the handsome young man, the expressions on their faces became more relaxed:

"Actually, it should have been troublesome."

"But the county guard just happened to encounter an annoying thing. If you can solve it, the thing requested is not impossible."

"Oh!" Tian Jingyi stepped forward and smiled:

"Dare to ask the two sisters, what's the matter? It is my blessing to be able to share worries and problems for the county guard."

"What a handsome little brother, the words are so sweet." The woman swayed, wrinkles squeezed out of her face:

"In fact, it's not a troublesome thing, it's just that during this period of time, a series of rich women have been contaminated by others."

"The daughter of the Wu family couldn't stand it last night, she committed suicide. The matter was a big mess and needed to be resolved."

"Flower picking thief?" Tian Jing said with a cold expression:

"It is this class of people that Tian hates most. There is no interest at all. This is indispensable!"

"Hehe..., that's good." The woman smiled softly:

"However, I want to remind little brother, that man used extraordinary methods, I am afraid he is a warlock."

"Warlock?"

When Tian's sister and brother heard this, their complexion couldn't help but looked back and looked at Uncle Ming. UU reading www. uukānshu.com

There are many people who practice martial arts in the world, and there are also many people who have achieved success in their studies.

But warlock

But very few.

Gein can practice martial arts as long as he is willing to use his heart, but warlocks must use talents.

Moreover, the methods of warlocks are extremely weird, such as suppressing evil spirits, exorcising ghosts, searching for souls, and removing zombies...

Powerful and terrifying, it is hard to guard against.

Uncle Ming touched the saber around his waist and nodded slowly:

"It's okay if it's just a warlock."

"Then we are waiting for good news!" The woman nodded and cast a wink at Tian Jing.

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