"Naturally, the city gate will be closed after dark, and in addition to the Shangguan's order and His Majesty's holy decree, there will be no idle people waiting to enter the city." For the sake of the Surabaya's face, Zhou Junshou patiently explained a few words. When the two of them entered the warehouse just now for an autopsy, the official had already brought the people living in the surrounding area.

According to these people, yesterday morning I saw the men and the main clerk in the warehouse busy. The innkeepers killed a wild boar, made a tooth sacrifice at noon, and bought two jars of rice wine in a nearby village. Dozens of people in the village can prove that it is not a pretense at all, these people have been dead for more than ten days.

In addition to the nearby villagers, even the officials of the county guard yamen came out to testify. When I passed by the warehouse in the past two days, I was called in by the director here to drink water. If it is according to the pretense, then have they encountered a ghost? In the end, even the staff didn't help him speak, he remembered that the day before yesterday, the head of the warehouse went to the county guard's mansion and personally sent this month's regular money, and just now he patronized and wanted to speak for him, and he even forgot about it.

However, the degree of decomposition on the bodies of these dead bodies cannot be explained, and it could have been said that it was not the owner of the warehouse and the man who died. But the leader of the caravan, they bit it to death again, and the corpses they saw last night were the people in the warehouse. It gave Master Zhou a headache for a while, and finally returned to Hanzhong City with everyone involved.

When Ji Jian was leaving, he persuaded the people around the inn to move to the city temporarily. But he looked like he was asking for food, and no one listened to him. Seeing that no one listened to him, Ji Jiao had no choice but to return to the city with the caravan leader. Before leaving, a strange expression appeared on the landlord's face, and he said: "It is better to lose something outside the body than to lose your life......

Shortly after the men returned to the city, a fire broke out in the warehouse. The fire soon spread to nearby villages, but it was discovered early in broad daylight. Although the village was almost burned down, there were no casualties. The villagers had no choice but to temporarily enter the city of Hanzhong to seek refuge with relatives and friends. There were really no relatives or friends in the city, so the caravan of the Surabaya paid for them to rent a house and arrange for the villagers to eat and drink. No matter what, it's still a meal in the city, and it's much better than in the countryside.

That night, a heavy fog suddenly fell inside and outside Hanzhong Castle. The foggy generals and the officers and soldiers guarding the gate could not see the scene under the city gate clearly, and the fog did not slowly dissipate until dawn. Before the fog completely dissipated, the officers and soldiers guarding the gate vaguely saw countless shadows under the city gate in the mist, and as the fog dissipated, these strange shadows disappeared without a trace in an instant, just like the tide of the ebb tide.

After dawn, the scene outside the city was still the same as before, and when the city gate was opened, no monsters appeared. At the same time that the hungry officers and soldiers defending the city were already dazzled by themselves, they were in the largest inn in the city. The landlord, dressed in tattered clothes, stood in front of the door of a side room, and he didn't knock on the door, but stood motionless against the door.

When the people of the caravan saw it, they began to think that this living immortal-like figure was waiting for someone. But two or three hours passed, and no one came out of the door. And Ji Jiao still didn't have the slightest intention of knocking on the door and entering, and the people inside and outside the door kept doing this.

Ji Jian stood until noon, and just when everyone was used to the landlord's style, the door of the room was suddenly kicked open from the inside. Then a black whirlwind-like figure rushed out of it, and what came out was just a stunned man. After it rushed out, it ran in the direction of the latrine, and said to Ji Gao: "You won't win this time!" If I hadn't learned to be clean, I was worried that it would smell too much to in the house. We'll spend a year with you! ”

By the time he said this, Bai Wuqiu had already rushed into the latrine. At this time, Ji Jiao smiled slightly, and still stood at the door and said to the people in the room: "Is it really going to take another year?" ”

"The child is talking nonsense, landlord, do you believe this?" In the room, there were two people sitting side by side, Gui Bugui and Wu Mian, but the white-haired man didn't mean to deal with the landlord. He turned his back to Ji Gao, holding a bamboo slip in his hand, and was looking at it slowly. It's just blocked by his body, and the landlord can't see what kind of bamboo slips Wu Mian is looking at.

After a pause, he continued: "This world is really small, I didn't expect you to be in this inn, the landlord." This can be regarded as an old acquaintance in a foreign country, so that I will be the east of the old man for a while, and we will find a wine shop in the city to get drunk and rest. After a while, my old man will find the innkeeper to boil some hot water, and the landlord should also go to wash it. You block the door like this, I can't stand the old man......"

"Let's not be a useless temptation, it's too late......" Ji Jian interrupted him before he could finish speaking. After taking a deep breath, the landlord walked into the room, and when he arrived at the side of Gui Bugui, he continued: "You know about the goods in the warehouse, it is not an ordinary monk who is digging his heart and practicing the Fa. Someone is raising monsters......"

As he spoke, Ji Jiao took out a palm-sized jade plaque from the bad. I saw that the reverse side of the jade plaque was engraved with a thirty-three-story building towering into the sky, and the jade plaque of the Tianlou was supposed to be written on the front of the jade owner's main floor. However, the front is just a bare plate jade plate.

After handing the jade plaque to the hand of the returnee, the landlord sighed and said again: "This is not my piece, it is the dead man I found yesterday that has rotted." Back then, this jade plaque was specially made for someone, and there was no class floor on it, because I once thought that the entire Wentian Tower would be given to him. You should have heard of the owner of the jade plaque - Warlock Dong Feng, the first warlock under Xi Yingzhen. ”

Dong Feng has heard of it or not, he is a warlock that Xi Yingzhen praises. Back then, the old warlock still planned to accept this person as a disciple, but Dong Feng was arrogant, and the other disciples of Xi Yingzhen could not compare with him. Disdainful of being in the company of these people, Dong Feng actually rejected the old warlock.

Just when Dong Feng was at his most in the limelight, this person suddenly disappeared in the rivers and lakes. At that time, it was rumored that Dong Feng had cultivated a strange technique by himself, and after reversing the meridians, he could not recover, and he had been dead for many years. When Dong Feng disappeared, it was he who offended Xu Fu and was dragged to Miao Jiang to think about it. Therefore, after hearing this name, I was stunned for a moment before I remembered who this person was.

After sighing, the landlord continued: "Back then, Wen Tianlou attracted Xu Fu's attention, and he contacted other cultivators and made a gesture to encircle and suppress Wen Tianlou. Xu Fu is a cultivator who has never met in ten thousand years, and I am not dizzy and want to defeat him. At the moment, I can only go sideways, let the landlord of the Tianlou ask the sky out, and let this person come out to carry this black pot for me.

There are not many people in the world who have the ability to provoke and ask Tianlou, and after thinking about it, Dong Feng is the most suitable. At that time, I secretly contacted him, and when I said that Jiuwen was his name, I wanted to ask Dong Feng to take charge of Wen Tianlou. He just asked who was in charge of the upper floors, I said your name, and Dong Feng agreed to me to take over as the landlord. However, he still asked for something as a gift for him to take over as the landlord, including the secret magic cheats that were not passed down in the building, and they were also handed over to Dong Feng.

What I didn't expect was that when the ceremony of taking over as the landlord was about to begin, Dong Feng suddenly disappeared, and it didn't take long for Xu Fu to bring someone to kill him. At that time, it was already chaotic, and the people in charge of the entire Wentian Tower were almost wiped out.

At first, I thought that Dong Feng had taken my cheats and ran away. But after so many years, there has been no news of him, and I thought that this Dong Feng had died. I didn't think he'd be here......"

"This will be regarded as returning the jade plate to you?" After smiling or not, he continued: "Then what do the people in the inn say about raising monsters? I've also heard about the old man who keeps demon beasts in captivity. It's just that it's all with your own essence and blood, but it's not this way. ”

After hearing this, the landlord took a deep breath and continued: "Because it's not an ordinary monster that is raised, the essence blood is no longer needed. He needs the heart of a living man......."