Chapter 4 Xudu!
Xudu, the place where yin and yang meet, the place where a hundred ghosts gather, no one is allowed to enter here, there are evil ghosts rampant on the road, among which the residents are ghosts and ghosts first-class, but they dare to confront the underworld, neither listen to the tune nor listen to the announcement, the city lord is known as the ghost king, gather a side of the evil ghost mountain spirit, and its power is almost not inferior to the evil sect.
But fortunately, they still know who has the final say in this world, not only do they not kill people unscrupulously, but they are very cooperative with the decisions of the imperial court, and even the ghost king has received the title of a general, so the great and powerful court is powerful, and the contemporary emperor also acquiesces to the continued existence of this ghost city in the world.
What's more, because these ghosts are the body of the netherworld, they have great experience in cultivating the spiritual materials of the Yin attribute ghost attributes, resulting in the quality of the Yin spiritual materials produced here is much higher than the common level on the market. In this era, not only do a large number of monks enter this city every year to buy spiritual materials, but also an extremely amazing number of mortals come in to experience the ghost town, and they can brag with their friends when they go back.
On the sixth day of the seventh month, outside the city.
A middle-aged man with an ordinary face and frosted temples slowly walked along the flow of people, after paying the head tax at the city gate to the two green-faced and fanged demons, carrying a tattered light blue package, pacing slowly into the city under the jurisdiction of the so-called ghost king, although the face is no longer young, but it has its own indifference that has gone through the vicissitudes of life, with the straight back, a green shirt that has been washed a little white, and there is a faint smell of books that makes people look sideways.
In this ghost town, flesh and blood are either for the sake of buying things, their faces are full of desire, or they are for novelty, and their eyes are full of fear, and it is rare to see a mortal with such a beautiful style as this man.
The middle-aged man didn't care about the gaze of others, he still walked on the street with unhurried steps, his eyes were indifferent, and he swept left and right from the faces of those blue-faced and fanged devils, and suddenly his eyes were slightly condensed, and after stopping for a moment, he slowly walked to a small shop, lifted his robe and sat down, leaned against the table with the green umbrella in his hand, and bent his fingers on the wooden table and knocked gently.
"Guest, what do you command?"
A purple-faced demon with a big waist and a round waist strode over, stood next to the middle-aged scribe and said in a rough voice: "There is a human chef in this store, there is a lot of good wine and meat, and I just killed an old cow today, do you want to have some?" He was already tall, but at this time, he obviously opened his mouth to greet him, but it was like a muffled thunder in the ground, and the other human guests in the small shop were so frightened that they shivered, and the chopsticks in their hands fell directly to the ground.
"Huh?!"
The evil ghost raised his eyes and looked, a pair of thick eyebrows were twisted together, and the guest was more and more frightened, his face was pale, almost all the blood was gone, and at this moment, the crisp percussion sound sounded again, breaking the atmosphere that had become a little depressing, and the momentum of the evil ghost's condensation was directly interrupted, and he almost didn't hold his breath, and turned his head to glare at the middle-aged man fiercely, but he just met those eyes, only to feel a sea of blood, and suddenly his heart was cold, and he shivered fiercely, and he could hardly tell who the evil ghost was, and his legs and feet were weak, Large drops of cloudy sweat dripped down his face.
I don't know how long it took before I heard a calm voice in my ear:
"A glass of milk and more sugar."
The evil ghost staggered back, almost unable to believe his ears, and subconsciously replied: "Guest, this restaurant only serves wine ......" Suddenly he seemed to feel that calm gaze became quite unkind, and his legs and feet were weak, almost from an evil ghost to a mourning ghost, and shouted with a bitter face:
"A No. 1 guest, a piece of hot milk with sugar!"
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After a while, the middle-aged scribe walked out slowly with a green umbrella in his hand, and behind him was a frightened and almost soulless ghost, who gasped for several breaths and spat fiercely to the side, swearing and cursing non-stop, but perhaps because he was afraid that the middle-aged man with strange habits would hear it, his voice was very low.
The frightened pale man behind him sat in his corner seat in a regular manner, his face hanging down as if he couldn't hear, and there was a lot of wine and meat in front of him, but he didn't move a mouthful of wine and meat. His palms were on the table, his fingers were white and slender, and suddenly he saw another palm full of green tendons and hideously twisted, "You see?!" ”
The man's body trembled, and his face seemed to turn whiter.
"No, no, I don't have good eyes, and I usually only use my ears to listen to sounds."
The demon's face became more and more vicious, and he approached the man, and said in a cold tone, "Then, did you hear that?!" ”
"Keep all the money for me! Then roll !! ”
With a brutal roar of the evil ghost, the man's body shook violently, and then he really obediently took out all the money on his body, even the money in the pockets of the lining of his clothes, all of them were lined up on the table, and then ran out as if he had escaped, the evil ghost was stunned because of this scene, and then reached out to pick up the money on the table, spit out a large mouthful of blackened spit, and sneered loudly: "Garbage! Coward! The laughter was hearty, and it seemed that he got spiritual satisfaction from this scene.
"What a coward!"
The next morning, someone found that seventy or eighty evil ghosts had died in a row in the city of Xudu, and the body of the ghost soldier was intact, and there was no hideous pain on his face, but his soul had been dispersed respectfully, and in a word, he died peacefully.
The six doors stationed in the capital sent someone to deal with the case, and a young six doors quickly found that all the evil ghosts were in a mess, but it seemed that they all had a friend who was a partner in a small shop with a bad reputation, and this evil ghost was naturally dead, and the case could not be solved, so it was over.
The young catcher is called Yu Yinghao, and he has the same surname as the Marquis of Wuhou of the current dynasty.
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Seventy miles to the west, Feng Xinzhi's body can no longer move, the true yuan in his body is still abundant, and his light martial arts are difficult to find in the world, but he still can't go, not because he is unwilling, just because of a person, his gorgeous clothes have been wet with sweat, and he was still slightly drunk in the arms of a stunning beauty this morning, but now he is embarrassed like a beggar, or because of a person.
A young man, a very ugly young man.
It was still dark, but the man in a long black robe seemed to be able to absorb all the light, making him feel like the sky was in shadow.
"Why ......"
Feng Xinzhi opened his mouth and asked, his voice was hoarse, he didn't understand, he had good reasons not to understand, because he had always been a cautious person, how could he provoke the person in front of him, "I have never offended you!" ”
"Of course you have not offended me, on the contrary, you have been very respectful to me."
The person on the other side spoke calmly, but it made Feng Xinzhi's heart even more irritable and uneasy: "Then you want to kill me now?!" ”
"Yes, I'm going to kill you."
"Why?!"
"You slept with a beautiful woman today and killed her. But that woman can make the best snacks, she can grow beautiful flowers, she loves the world very much, and I love the world too. ”
Feng Xinzhi suddenly laughed miserably: "You like her?!" I'm really damn ......," but the ugly young man shook his head slowly, "I've only seen her once." ”
"You!"
Feng Xinzhi felt that he was as stupid and embarrassed as a mouse caught and played with by a cat, and his anger went up, and his true yuan skyrocketed and rushed directly towards the young man with a jade burning attitude, his vision was a little dim, but in an instant, a dazzling light lit up, and with a pain in his forehead, he was swallowed by the boundless darkness, and his body fell directly to the ground as soon as he became weak, and blood flowed all over the ground, like blooming flowers.
"But I can no longer see the flower at dusk, there is one beautiful flower missing in the world, and I must always pay tribute to an ugly evil spirit, or I will always feel that the air will become dirty."
Buzz Buzz......
In the sound of the fine sword, the long sword in the young man's hand slowly collapsed and turned into powder, falling from between his fingers, making him look slightly stunned, and he sighed:
"Lost to Chu Lie, lost the white bones, and it is not easy to use any sword......"
"The last time I played the sword and listened to the Yuge Pavilion in the sky, the white bones are dry, the white bones are dry, you are also lonely there, right? Have you ever cried? ”
In a gentle sigh, the young man's black hair was blown by the wind, his eyes were soft, at this time he looked not only ugly, but also graceful, and when the blood-colored flowers that bloomed on the ground gradually solidified, the young man had disappeared in the wind, heading in the direction of the eastern capital.
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