The woman made a good start, Fang Xiucai wrote beautifully, and from time to time people came, either asking for words, or asking her to write letters.

By the afternoon, there were dozens of copper coins in the bag, and seeing the sun sinking in the west, the two took the stall and came to the noodle stall.

It's still the middle-aged man, but this time there are more people eating noodles, and there are guests eating noodles at the tables inside and outside.

The two found an empty table outside and sat down, and in a short time two bowls of beef noodles were served.

Eating noodles, suddenly heard a burst of "get ......" horse hooves from far and near, Mo Fei looked for prestige, only to see a man in Tsing Yi galloping along the road, the yellow dust behind him, the time has been to the noodle stall, with a gust of wind to leave.

This person is chic, but he suffers from the noodle stalls.

The wind came with yellow sand, and there were suddenly more condiments in the noodle bowl, and Mo Fei's faces became a little ugly, this noodle was only half eaten, and it was a pity to abandon it.

Suddenly, someone at the next table said angrily, "Isn't there a broken horse? ”

The person who spoke was a young man, dressed in coarse cloth, and his noodles had already been eaten, but as soon as he turned around and left the table, he ate a mouthful of sand, and his face was yellowish at the moment, and he was angrily patting the yellow dust on his head.

After scolding this, he was still puzzled, staring at the fast horse who was gone, and muttered to himself: "Thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi, my Hanjiang will one day get ahead, and I want your Liu family to come and beg me." ”

Hearing this person's tone as if he knew the person riding the horse, Mo Fei turned his head to take a look, only to see this shabby-dressed young man clenching his teeth and clenching his hands into fists. There was a resoluteness in his eyes, as if he had made up some kind of determination.

Mo Fei was slightly stunned.

Fang Xiucai's chopsticks flicked, and the yellow dust floating on the noodle soup sank, sighed lowly, and picked up the noodles. Suddenly, his expression moved, and the chopsticks that were brought to his mouth stopped. He noticed Mo Fei's strangeness.

"Brother Mo, order another bowl, give me this bowl. ”

Fang Xiucai picked up Mo Fei's noodle bowl and turned his head to the stall owner and said, "Boss, have another bowl of beef noodles." ”

Mo Fei pressed his hand: "It's okay, I'm not that delicate." ”

Mo Fei picked up the noodle bowl, picked up a large chopsticks and swallowed it, and smiled at Fang Xiucai: "Eat quickly, I still have something to help me with after eating?"

When he lowered his head to eat noodles, Mo Fei's face was as usual, but his eyes were uncertain. When he saw the young man's resoluteness and his hands clenched into fists, he faintly felt as if he had found a way to quickly earn points.

After the two finished eating, Fang Xiucai took Mo Fei to the largest fat powder shop in the county.

All the people who came in and out were young women, some of them were still carrying maids, Fang Xiucai was wearing Mo Fei's high-quality robe at the moment, staring at the plaque with the two big characters "Ruyi" on the door, his face was a little unnatural.

"Are you really going?"

He really couldn't understand why Mo Fei wanted him to ask the price of the Zhuyan Pill, could it be that Mo Fei wanted to use that pill for a big man? Even if he wanted to use it, with the current economy of the two of them, they couldn't afford that kind of expensive pill.

"Well, do what I said, and be sure to pretend to be generous. ”

Fang Xiucai strode in.

Mo Fei waited not far from the shop, and after a while, Fang Xiucai walked out of the shop with his head held high, turned the door and walked a few steps before walking quickly towards Mo Fei.

"This rouge shop really sells the Zhu Yan Pill you said, but the price is expensive, a pill costs twenty taels of silver!" Fang Xiucai's chest rose and fell violently, as if he had just traveled for several miles.

When he first entered, he was really nervous, and he had to pretend to be a rich businessman and say that he wanted to buy a batch of pills, and his heart was still pounding until now.

Mo Fei patted him on the shoulder and smiled, and said in his heart: When my plan is successful, not only will you not have to sell words, but you will no longer need to eat the beef noodles with sand.

"Wait a minute. After he finished speaking, he walked towards the rouge shop.

"Then you have to hurry, it's getting late. Fang Xiucai's anxious voice came from behind him.

Mo Fei took the Zhuyan Pill and peddled several women at the door of the rouge shop without success, and their suspicious eyes seemed to be looking at a liar. When he finally stopped a woman with a maid, the other party picked up the pill and looked at it, and then took out a delicate small box from his arms, compared Mo Fei's pill with the pill in the box, and finally bought it at the price of fifteen taels of silver.

When Mo Fei asked her if she wanted to buy a second one, the woman hesitated for a moment, saying that she would see it later. One is that she needs time to verify whether the Mofei pill is effective. The second is that the time limit of Zhuyan Dan is three months, and the consumption is not large, and she has no urgent needs.

Mo Fei sighed secretly in his heart, this retail method really doesn't work, if you want to sell Zhuyan Dan in large quantities, you have to sell it to these rouge shops.

"Brother Mo, you are back!" Fang Xiucai saw Mo Fei coming back, and urged with an anxious face: "It's not easy to walk in the mountains at night, you and I will get out of the city quickly." ”

Mo Fei's face changed slightly, and he said, "Isn't that the ghost exorcism talisman you gave Brother Fang?"

"That'...... Let's get out of town quickly. ”

Fang Xiucai looked like he wanted to say something, Mo Fei's heart sank, he didn't say anything more, and hurriedly followed his footsteps.

On the way, Mo Fei hesitated, but finally did not say anything about the silver. He needed to come up with a plausible explanation.

Buddhism talks about the universality of all sentient beings, Confucianism takes Kuang Fu the right path as its own responsibility, and Taoism also has the saying of entering the world to practice, these three religions are not only the pillars of the righteous path in the cultivation world, but also have a Taoist system for the people in the people.

Yuyang Mansion, to which Wuma County belongs, has a Confucian academy for scholars, and Wuma County has Buddhism Gate Jingxin Temple and Daomen Luoxia Temple in the east and five miles in the north. Fang Xiucai's two ghost exorcism talismans were obtained from these two places, and Fang Xiucai knew exactly how powerful the talismans that were distributed to the people for free were not enough to deal with the powerful ghosts in the mountains.

............

This time I went out of the city a little later than the last time, and when I was halfway there, the dark clouds in the sky gradually dispersed, and a full moon like a jade plate appeared.

The bright moonlight sprinkled coldly on the mountain, as if draped in a thin silver shirt for the mountain.

Fang Xiucai was suddenly startled in his heart, looked up at the full moon, twisted a pimple in his eyebrows, and secretly blamed himself: Why are you so careless, you don't know that today is the full moon.

I knew that it was a full moon tonight, and he didn't want to go at night even if he spent more copper money to stay at the inn, and even if he returned to the county seat at this time, the city gate was closed, so he had to fight his luck to break through.

"Brother Fang, this time the moonlight is bright, those ghosts won't appear again. ”

Fang Xiucai didn't say a word, his pace was very fast, it would not be an exaggeration to say that he was trotting, Mo Fei was sweating on his forehead, and he was panting.

"On the night of the full moon, a hundred ghosts walk at night. Brother Mo, take the exorcism talisman that I handed you in the morning. ”

Fang Xiucai turned around and smiled bitterly, and then advised: "Don't panic no matter what you see later, follow me." ”

The mountain path was brightly illuminated by the moonlight, and the two of them ran deep, shallow, and did not notice that under the silver light that shrouded the trees, a mist that also shone with a silver luster gradually appeared.

The woods in front of him were getting denser, and the moonlight through the leaves became scarce, so Fang Xiucai took out a fire fold and handed it to Mo Fei. Under the flickering firelight, the faces of the two of them were shocked, and only then did they realize that the forest was already filled with a layer of mist.

The two glanced at each other, and Fang Xiucai untied a rope tied to the folding table behind his back and handed it to Mo Fei. Seeing that Mo Fei was fastening his waist, he urged Haoran to be righteous, and his fingertips lit up with a milky white halo, and he ran forward first.

There may be danger ahead, but this is not a place to stay.

The two of them ran forward, but the cold wind blew from behind, this strange cold wind blew, Mo Fei's hair stood on end, only to feel a chill penetrating his heart, there seemed to be a lot of low voices whispering in the wind, he just moved his mind to listen carefully, and his head immediately became groggy.

Suddenly, there was a burning heat in the palm of his right hand, and the ghost exorcism talisman that Mo Fei was holding tightly lit up with a faint yellow glow. He suddenly woke up, but his body couldn't stop shaking.

Because he felt bursts of cool air coming from both cheeks, as if someone was blowing in his ear, but this breath was cold.

"Lao Tzu shoots you to death!"

There was a stream of heat in his palm, and Mo Fei was ruthless in his heart, grabbing the exorcism charm and slapping it towards his cheek. The cool air suddenly disappeared, and then a sinister laugh rang out behind him.

This laughter was like crying and laughing, hoarse and clear, and it went straight into his ears, disturbing Mo Fei's heart. Stunned, Fang Xiucai's figure disappeared at some point, and the surroundings were all white, and he held the fire fold in his left hand, but he couldn't even see the road under his feet.

Those weird laughter suddenly became louder, surrounding Mo Fei, like a tide, as if to drown him, and under the light of the fire, a black shadow probed his back.

Mo Fei turned around suddenly, and his face was a grimace with a blue face and fangs.

He could clearly see the black mist pouring out of the fang-covered mouth. He was so frightened that he threw all the fire folds on the ground, and he opened his mouth to scream as if someone had choked his throat, and he didn't make the slightest sound.

Fang Xiucai carried the folding table on his back, draped his shoulders, held the Sanskrit rune in one hand, and stimulated Haoran righteousness in the other, and wherever he passed, those fogs automatically dispersed, as if he knew the power of Haoran righteousness at his fingertips. Apart from the mist, there seemed to be nothing wrong with it, but the forest was a little eerily quiet, and even the sound of the wind could not be heard.

Suddenly, the rope around his waist was tight, Fang Xiucai looked startled, and when he looked back, he saw that the fire fold fell to the ground, Mo Fei's eyes were dull, and his hands were untying the rope tied to his waist.

Fang Xiucai's face was fierce, he turned around and took two steps tightly, and his fingertips were righteous towards Mo Fei.

A strange smile suddenly appeared on Mo Fei's face, and a sudden yin wind actually blew away Haoran's righteous qi.

"Those who know are not confused, those who are benevolent are not worried, and those who are brave are not afraid!"

Fang Xiucai's tongue was thunderous, reciting the words of the sage, and at the same time, his left hand was raised, and the Sanskrit rune in his palm lit up, heading towards Mo Feiyin.

"Ghosts, don't retreat quickly!"

Mo Fei's eyes cleared, and Fang Xiucai's anxious voice came from his ears.

"It's not a good place to stay for long, follow me away. ”

Fang Xiucai grabbed Mo Fei's hand and ran.

Haoran righteous qi formed a milky white film of light along his fingertips and covered Mo Fei's body, and beads of sweat the size of beans dripped from Fang Xiucai's head, obviously it was quite difficult for him to do such a thing with his current realm. The two of them ran for an unknown amount of time, and they saw the fire fold that fell to the ground again!