On Chenghuang Street.

Unlike last night, when they fled in all directions, the blackened street, which was mostly in ruins and littered with corpses, was crowded with onlookers.

Although there was no official force of the imperial court last night, now, there are already many city patrols and officials who have come to the street to maintain order, and even a few Taoist priests and monks who have been urgently invited by the county officials from nowhere are checking the situation on the street.

The little Taoist priest Wencai of the City God Temple, as the only surviving person on the entire street, was naturally not less interrogated, and many people in the government, as well as Taoist monks and others, were holding some white fluff and large black feathers in their hands and surrounding him.

It is said that although this little Taoist scholar Wencai is addicted to gambling on weekdays, and he is mixed in the market, he can be regarded as an old fritter, but last night suffered an unprecedented impact, and the master also died on the spot, and now he is facing the interrogation of a lot of people, including even the county officials of Deyang County, who only feel exhausted and can't say anything.

The appearance of Uncle Zhao Zilong, who was dressed in white and had a huge fox shoulder pad on his shoulder, relieved Wen Cai.

"There was a demon raging last night, but that monster has been killed by me and my senior brother, and my senior brother still needs to be restrained and rested. ”

As soon as he stepped into the City God Temple, Zhao Li opened his mouth unceremoniously and said.

To be honest, he is a parallel import, or an orthodox and capable Taoist, Zhao Li can see it at a glance now-just like the original Lin Jiu Daoist can give him a different feeling.

But right now, these fox demon fluff and crow black feathers who stayed in the City God's Temple, crows and black feathers left at the scene of last night's battle, monks and Taoist priests who are in trouble, in Zhao Li's eyes, are all garbage - maybe some of them do have a little bit of ability, but they are not in the climate, and they still belong to the category of "garbage".

Hearing Zhao Li's words, the faces of the "demon slaying masters" who pretended to interrogate the little Taoist priest Wencai in the City God Temple were all a little unhappy, but when they turned around, they couldn't help but widen their eyes when they saw Zhao Li's appearance, and they couldn't say a word.

The plush and extremely intact huge fox fur that Zhao Li hung on his shoulders was the most powerful illustration - who had ever seen such a big fox? This was definitely a fox demon, and the shimmering fur of this fox skin was the same as the one that the demon slayer had picked up at the scene.

Coupled with Zhao Li's tall height, faint sword slash marks on his face, as well as a resolute face and cold temperament, he completely deterred all the parallel goods present.

Even the county magistrate of Deyang County, who always came to the scene to see if such a big thing happened, looked at Zhao Li with some surprise, and after a while, he asked: "Dare to ask Your Excellency..."

"Zhao Anchun, a scholar from Deyang County, is the younger brother of Lin Jiudao, and the people of the rivers and lakes give him the nicknames "Killing Scholar Sword" and "Deyunguan Little White Dragon" Yes!"

Zhao Li put on an indifferent face and said lightly - there was a smell of pretending to permeate the air.

"Killing Scholar Sword?"

The faces of all the Taoist priests and monks changed, although they didn't see where the other party's "sword" was, but they really felt that the young man in front of him had a sharp aura.

"Zhao Anchun?"

The county official was also slightly stunned, and then said: "··· But Zhao Anchun, who was a private school teacher in the Fang Mansion, you, aren't you a showman?

It is not surprising to say that this county official knows the name of the original owner Zhao Anchun - Xiucai was also famous in ancient times after all, and belonged to the "scholar" class, and Deyang County is a small place, and there are only a dozen or dozens of real local Xiucai.

Moreover, Zhao Anchun was admitted to Xiucai at a young age, and he can be regarded as a talented person with a small reputation in the local area, not to mention that he was later involved in eating, drinking, prostituting and gambling, and he forcibly lost his family business, as an example of negative teaching materials, it is normal for local county officials to hear about it.

"Yes, it's down there. However, the so-called twenty fame dust and soil, Xiaosheng dreamed of being taught by immortals in different arts, and became a senior brother with Deyun Guan Lin Daochang, and has decided to fight the sword red dust, slay demons and eliminate demons, and no longer take the test to gain fame. It's just a thing of the past. ”

Zhao Li always put on a plain face pretending to be forced, and on the other hand, he was very eager to have a sword in his hand - at this time, he should hold the sword in his arms, Ximen Blowing Snow, Ye Gucheng or something did this, and the forced style could be increased by 50 percentage points!

After that, there is nothing to say in detail, which proves that the demons have been eliminated, and the county official is relieved - otherwise he still needs to go to some big places in the city to find some capable mages to come to the town, and the rest is nothing more than some things to appease the people and collect the aftermath.

As for those You Fang Ye Dao, they also seemed to be stopped by the fox skin hanging on Zhao Li's shoulder, and they withdrew from the City God Temple with words such as "long admiration" and "honor and honor".

"Uncle Shi, you, you, were you okay last night?"

The little Taoist priest Wencai and the others all left the Deyun Guanchenghuang Temple, and then looked at the big fox skin on Zhao Li's shoulder with some shock and said with concern.

Although Zhao Li once cheated the little Taoist Wencai, in fact, the little Taoist Wencai still admires his cheap uncle very much - after all, yesterday it was all up to this cheap uncle to save the scene and blow up the demons in the audience.

And out of some kind of idol psychology... Just like the primary and secondary school students who couldn't control themselves at all after watching "Pheasant and Brother Haonan", after seeing the heroic appearance of the cheap uncle violently beating the demons, the little Taoist Wencai also had a strange feeling in his heart-

Especially Zhao Gongzi's behavior of using the fox demon as a shoulder pad, as soon as he appeared, he could let those You Fang Yedao know the gap - the previous Lin Jiudao chief did not clean up the demons, but for the corpses of demons and the like, he was always full of "ominous things" and "big evil things" Balabala's was burned down, now that I think about it, this kind of behavior is really uncool, and there are some demons that are quite suitable for decoration.

"Senior Brother Lin is really iron-mouthed, I did encounter a catastrophe of life and death last night. ”

Zhao Li let out a long sigh, which could be regarded as convinced.

When the little Taoist priest Wen Cai heard this, he was startled again, and carefully looked at the cheap uncle up and down, and seemed to be unscathed, and then said: "I, I heard the master once said, 'The Great Dao is fifty, Tianyan is forty-nine, and people are one of them'.

"Fifty avenues, forty-nine days, one of them?"

Listening to the words of the little Taoist Wencai, Zhao Qian chuckled, and seemed to be a little touched, especially Lin Jiu could really foresee his Zhao Li's life and death calamity-doesn't this mean that he can even count the main god and star soul, and couldn't help asking: "Wencai, what does this mean, what else did your master say?"

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I'm going to do what I say! What about your ticket? Do you dare to give it to me!