Do Not Seek Fairy Fate

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County guard house.

In the inner hall, a woman with dignified temperament and gorgeous face went up to her head in a dignified gown.

Several handsome boys brought tea, kneaded their shoulders, and waited on them eagerly.

The woman is now the guard of Lingjun County.

Zhuang Henyu.

She raised her eyebrows slightly and looked at the women below:

"Have you seen it?"

"Yes." The woman bowed and said:

"Sisters and brothers of the Tian family are born with a good skin, but unfortunately..., they have already handed over the matter to them as the adults ordered."

"That's good." Zhuang Henyu picked up the tea cup, took a sip, waved his hand to make the boy retreat, and said:

"Their eldest sister and I finally had a friendship, so I couldn't give up the face, and the Tian family begged me to suppress one or two."

"Heh..."

She shook her head helplessly:

"It's better to get rid of it, because the province is in a dilemma."

"But my lord." The woman looked up and said:

"What if they really take down the demon?"

"It's not that simple." Zhuang Henyu's expression remained unchanged:

"That guy is from Lord Yinshan. As long as they are not stupid, they don't dare to provoke them and drive away at most."

"In this way, I can also be less troublesome."

"My lord." The woman frowned, her voice irritated:

"Mr Yinshan has been too arrogant recently, even your sir, dare to reach out for your site."

"Um..." Zhuang Henyu squinted at the words, buckled the handrail lightly with one hand, and hummed after a pause:

"It's okay!"

"A little bit of blood, let it go, as long as it's not too much, don't care about him."

Although she is not afraid of Lord Yinshan, she has already learned about the other party's difficulties, so she can bear it.

"Yes!" The woman bowed.

"Report!"

At this time, a sudden shout came from outside.

"What's the matter?" Zhuang Henyu frowned:

"Come in!"

"Yes." A female arrester strode in quickly, arching her hands:

"I will report to the county guard, the demon who recently took the virgin spirit has been taken down by the Tian family."

"Beheaded on the spot!"

"Oh!" Zhuang Henyu's beautiful eyes flashed:

"So fast?"

A sorcerer who relied on essence and blood and longevity to cast spells was not seen by her.

But behind him is the Yinshan County Lieutenant.

Brother Tian family...

What a courage!

"They are afraid that they don't even know the background of the person they killed." The woman in the hall frowned:

"My lord, what do you do now?"

"Don't worry about it." Zhuang Henyu smiled freely:

"This matter is now over. It should be declared to the whole city, and it can be regarded as a reputation for their sisters and brothers."

"The business street thing..."

"The shopping street involves more than a dozen merchants, and it's not so quick to negotiate, let people drag it first."

"Yes!"

The woman should be, she sighed again in her heart.

Announcing that the whole city seems to be arrogant for Tian's sister and brother, but in fact it is telling Lord Yin Shan who is the murderer.

This is to push the two young people out to block arrows.

After all, Tian's sister and brother are still too young, lacking experience in dealing with people, and have no foundation.

Once left the blessing of the family, broke into the dangerous outside world, faced with the old fried dough sticks one by one, I didn't even know how they died.

What a pity.

A good skin from the little brother of the Tian family.

Thinking of this, the woman felt a nameless heat in her heart, and she had decided to wait for a man to vent her fire in Baixianglou.

…………

The mountain city is gloomy.

A convoy of dozens of people is busy in front of the inn, unloading goods, harnessing horses, and arranging food.

The crowd, noisy.

Inside the inn, the bloodless servants and shopkeepers looked courteous.

Back kitchen.

Several fat-eared cooks with weird smiles put maggots, dirty blood and other things in the pot.

When the lid was opened, there were steaming white steamed buns, dishes with appetite open.

"The dishes are coming!"

"The wine is coming!"

"Guests, please take your time!"

The young man lowered his head, shook his head, put a jar of ashes on the table, and poured out a full drink.

"Thanks!"

The collateral merchant nodded, took out a few copper plates, and handed them over as a reward.

"Thank you for the official reward!" The little servant shouted with red eyes.

"Go, I have something to call you!"

"Yes!"

"Young Master." In the business, one person covered his forehead with his hand, and shook his head lightly, muttering:

"How do I feel, my head is a little dizzy?"

After blinking, the food on the table in front of me turned into a maggot wriggling among the dead grass.

Reconsider, everything will be restored to this.

"Dazzling?"

The county office in the distance.

Yinshan Jun Suhu dressed in court clothes, sitting upright in the middle, bowed his hand to the left hand and bowed his hand:

"I heard the name of the Nansong Saintess for a long time, and I saw it today. Sansheng is fortunate."

"Senior Su laughed." The woman under the seat was dressed in gauze, with icy muscles and jade bones, her eyebrows were picturesque, her beautiful eyes flashed and she smiled softly:

"The little girl really knows the name of the predecessor for a long time, and when she is ordered to come this time, we have to see the fairy face of the predecessor."

"Fortunately!"

"Haha..." Jun Yinshan stroked his beard and laughed:

"Don't dare to be."

"I don't know what the saint came, so Su can do it, so he must do his best."

Although the words were polite, his expression was vaguely wary.

The Luojiao is not a general sect of Jianghu. It has been passed down for thousands of years, and there are many masters in the teaching. The key is that it has never been a worry-free master.

Especially in troubled times.

It's even more when it's raging!

Although the sage Nan Song of Luojiao is a figure that has emerged in the past ten years, he dare not underestimate it.

The strength and courage to enter Yinshan County alone is extraordinary.

"Hehe..." Nan Song smiled when he heard the words, as if he hadn't noticed the vigilance in the other's eyes:

"It's true, the little girl came here this time, she really has something to ask for!"

"Oh!" Jun Yin Shan nodded:

"Let's talk about it."

"I taught the disciples to pull a group of people in Qizhou a few years ago, named Youshan Army, but I don't know why it caused the court to be jealous, and even sent a large army to encircle and suppress." Nan Song sighed helplessly:

"This is a misunderstanding. Youshan Army has no intention of refusing to hear that the seniors and Master Zhou Mu have old times."

"I wonder if you can write a copy and explain one or two on your behalf?"

"This..." Jun Yinshan's expression changed slightly:

"At the request of the saint, Su shouldn't refuse, but I have friendship with Qizhou Prefecture Mu in early years."

"Since Su gave up his physical body, turned to cultivate the ghost road and established this Yinshan county seat, he broke off friendship with me."

"My letter will only add fuel to the fire, for fear that it won't help and may cause unnecessary trouble."

"Really?" Nan Song's beautiful eyes flashed:

"But how did I hear that Senior's physical nephew is now working as a errand under Zhou Mu."

"Sumou has already given up his body, so how come his nephews and nephews are even more bloodless." Jun Yinshan's expression remained unchanged:

"Those people have nothing to do with Su."

He could never write this letter.

I wrote it.

Doesn't it mean that Yinshan County is related to Luojiao?

At that time, Qizhou State Shepherd was afraid that he would really cut off his robes and cut his righteousness, and even end his kinship with his righteousness.

But Luo Jiao's face cannot be easily refuted.

Not to mention that Luo Jiao is not easy to provoke. Back then, I owed the Luo Jiao elder a favor.

Fortunately, Nan Song did not force it, pursed his lips, and smiled:

"In that case, forget it."

"Huh..."

Lord Yin Shan breathed a sigh of relief subconsciously.

"Senior." Nan Song's beautiful eyes turned, and a topic was raised:

"I wonder what you think of the current situation?"

"This..." Jun Yinshan's mouth twitched:

"Nowadays, it's just a scattered people, just for a moment of freedom, the general situation of the world is really unclear."

"Senior is too modest." Nan Song shook his head:

"Senior's vision is really clever if he can brazenly abandon his physical body when he is in jail and establish another Yin Cao."

Then he said again:

"The Great Zhou has been handed down for many years now, and there are not many years left until a three-hundred-year cycle."

"In addition, the relatives' power, private malpractices, natural and man-made disasters, I am afraid that it is already the end of the dynasty!"

"The saint said carefully." Jun Yin Shan said with a solemn expression:

"Now, your Majesty Shengming speaks frankly and accepts advice, and all officials are loyal. The affairs of the court will not stop here."

"Hehe..." Nan Song Meimu looked at:

"Senior believes this?"

"My master once said that if it hadn't been for the great change decades ago, Da Zhou would have already lost the country."

"Speaking of which, the time for juniors to teach is too short, and they are quite curious about what happened decades ago..."

"Sheng******* Shanjun suddenly tightened her body, interrupted her speech, eyes widened, and his expression was several times more serious than the last year of the dynasty mentioned earlier:

"Don't mention anything from decades ago."

"Really?" Nan Song raised his eyebrows slightly, a little surprised at the other's expression, but he felt justified.

No matter who it is.

As long as you have experienced the things of the year, you will never mention it, and you will always be like a big enemy.

Even her master, the one who stands aloof among Luojiao, is the same.

Fear, fear.

Decades ago, what happened to make all the world's masters like this.

Even if so many years have passed, even if you don't even dare to mention it?

"The past, let him go." Yin Shanjun looked complicated:

"It's a good thing not to mention it."

"Really." Nan Song thoughtfully.

"My lord."

At this time, the voice of the ghost servant came from outside the temple:

"Food is ready!"

"Present it!"

"Yes!"

With an order, two dinner plates full of Michel's square were carried by the ‘people’ to the lobby.

On the dinner plate, there were two living people sitting cross-legged.

The breath of the two is even, his eyes are closed tightly, and they seem to fall into a deep sleep, without knowing that they are being lifted.

Looking at the clothes and dressing up, these two people are indeed the merchants who entered the county town not long ago.

"Sufficient qi and blood, abundant essence." Jun Yin Shan's throat rolled, politely citing Nan Song:

"Saint Nansong, please first!"

"Senior is polite." Nan Song smiled, then flicked his fingers, and a black line fell on one of them.

"Huh!"

The black line pulled outwards.

The next moment.

It was like pulling away the spirit and spirit, the flesh and skin of the person on the dinner plate instantly melted and turned into a withered bone.

Upon seeing this, Mr. Yin Shan's eyelids twitched and he opened his mouth wide, and a yin wind swept the other person.

When the yin wind dissipated when he arrived, he swallowed his mouth, leaving only a few clothes on the dinner plate.

"Go on!"

"Yes."

"Brother!"

Before the second ‘dish’ was on the table, a wisp of yin wind rushed from the outside, showing his figure.

The man is plump, with a face like a disc, crying:

"Brother, one of my concubines was killed!"

Jun Yinshan frowned, and said displeased: "Have you seen me entertaining guests? What's the matter, who did it?"

"Brother." The visitor curled his lips and said:

"The soul lamp has gone out. It was killed in Ling County."

"Lingjun?" Jun Yinshan was taken aback:

"It shouldn't be, Zhuang Henyu should..., did you send someone to Ling County to play the autumn breeze."

"I told you that if you want Jingpu, just go to the villages below, don't go to Lingjun!"

"It looks like ~www.readwn.com~ there is someone who doesn't give predecessors face." Nan Song's beautiful eyes turned, and she said softly:

"Thanks for the hospitality, it is better for the younger generation to help the older generation solve this trouble."

"A few small things, don't bother the saint." It is impossible for Yin Shanjun to let Luo Jiao intervene in his own affairs. When that time comes, he is afraid that it is **** or shit, and immediately waved:

"Jackdaw!"

"Yes."

In the shadow, one person walked out.

"Take a few bad guys and take a trip to Ling County to see what's going on."

"Yes!"

The yin wind swept past, and the figure disappeared without a trace.

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