After a stick of incense, Bigan, who was lying on the stone table, was woken up by all kinds of coquettish and laughing sounds, raised his head, and looked at the crowd in the field with a pair of hazy eyes.

"This, this ......"

Bigan was horrified to find a group of tailed women dancing around the king, who writhed like a madman, his eyes half-squinted, and oblivious to the anomalies around him.

"They can't let them know they've been discovered"

Bigan moved and continued to lie down on the table and pretend to be asleep.

At first, you could still hear the noise around you, but then you couldn't hear anything when the alcohol came up.

I don't know how long it took, Bigan felt a sudden chill under his crotch, and his sleepiness disappeared without a trace, and when he looked up, he saw that a delicate woman leaned over, and a pair of small hands had reached under the hem of his clothes.

"Presumptuous"

Bigan pushed the woman away and stood up.

The woman fell to the ground and began to weep.

Pretending to be a real one, Bigan sneered in his heart.

"Uncle Wang, how can you live up to the kindness of the beauty."

The king of Xu, who was only wrapped in a piece of cloth on his body, held a graceful woman who sang lightly, her cheeks were red, and the green silk was scattered, and walked forward.

"King, the minister is not feeling well, please allow the minister to retire."

Bigan wanted to wipe out these goblins as soon as possible, and he didn't want to stay longer for a moment.

The king was on the rise, and he didn't bother with Bigan, nodded, and walked towards a group of young flesh in the field.

"Beauty, I want to be with you tonight, with the sky as a quilt and the earth as a bed."

Bigan clenched his fists and left the deer platform with his head bowed.

At the fifth watch, the disheveled "fairies" flew away from the deer platform full of obscenity.

In the middle of the night, each of them sucked a lot of imperial dragon qi from the king of Zhou, which would be of great benefit to their cultivation in the future.

At the same time, the soldiers lurking around Lutai reported to Bigan that the group of "fairies" had left Lutai.

Bigan immediately asked the monks at home to follow him.

When he was young, the monks came to report, and the "fairies" entered the Xuanyuan Tomb where the demons gathered outside the city.

"What a group of demons, dare to confuse the king"

Enraged, Bigan mounted his fine horse and left the house in the darkness of the night with two hundred armor soldiers, five hundred slaves, and seven or eight low-ranking monks.

Originally, at night, Chaoge City could not be opened, but who is Bigan, the king's own uncle, and the current prime minister. (Shang Rong has resigned)

The generals who defended the city, who didn't dare to let a fart, ordered the city gate to be opened and let Bigan take people out.

"Hurry up, fast"

When he was young, he also led soldiers to fight, and he knew how to fight better than anyone else, especially when the other party was defenseless, and he paid attention to being fast.

Xuanyuan's tomb was not far from Chaoge, but when Bigan brought people here, it was already dark, and the moon was no longer visible in the sky.

This indicates that it is not far from dawn.

"Pour the prepared oil into the cave, throw the torch into it, and the immortal masters immediately seal the entrance of the cave."

Bigan commanded in a low voice.

Two hundred armor soldiers and five hundred slaves unloaded all kinds of ignited oil from horses and oxen, stuffed them into the caves around Xuanyuan's tomb, and threw torches into them.

Seven or eight low-ranking monks, while chanting mantras, put yellow talismans on the entrance of the cave.

It didn't take long for the heart-rending beast cry to be heard from Xuanyuan's tomb.

The two hundred armor soldiers and the five hundred slaves were so frightened that they all changed color and retreated one after another.

Bigan, who has a seven-trick heart, is not afraid of goblins by nature, and when he saw that his people were afraid, he immediately drew out his bronze sword, stepped forward one by one, and stabbed one.

"Whoever dares to retreat will end up like him."

The armoured soldiers and slaves gathered together again.

During this period, more than a dozen fiery goblins rushed out, and were sprinkled with black dog blood on the spot, and before they could roar a few times, they were shot into hedgehogs by bows and arrows attached to yellow charms.

At dawn, the fire was extinguished.

Bigan ordered the tomb of Xuanyuan to be dug up, and it took half a day to clean up the corpses of more than seventy goblins, weasels, foxes, pheasants, jade pipa, rabbits, and all sorts of things.

"Put it all in a bag and take it home"

The complacent Bigan waved his hand.

The soldiers and slaves trembled and stepped forward to collect the corpses.

At noon, the king of Xu, who had just had lunch, received dozens of bags from Wang Shubigan, which were said to be game, and when he opened them, they were all burnt, and he angrily scolded all the people who came.

In the afternoon, Su Daji, who rushed to hear the news, saw the body being buried, and fainted on the spot.

Afterwards, the witch doctor in charge of the diagnosis and treatment said that Niangniang was weak and could not be frightened.

……

Night falls, Bigan Mansion.

Bigan sat on his knees on the throne, holding a wine bottle, with a smile on his face.

"Immortal masters, thanks to you, you can wipe out the demons of Xuanyuan Tomb."

The seven or eight low-ranking monks who sat on either side did not raise their wine bottles.

"What do you mean?"

Bigan asked suspiciously.

Everyone was silent, and the monk sitting in the third place on the right side spoke: "Uncle Wang, I will leave the court today. ”

"Why? But is there someone in the house who treats you slowly? ”

Bigan asked, puzzled.

The monk sighed, and said with a sad face: "Today's killing of the Xuanyuan Tomb Demon Clan is too much, and retribution is only not far away."

Bigan laughed when he heard this.

"It's really unthinkable that you dignified monks are afraid of demons."

When the monk and the other monks heard this, they were ashamed.

When he was young, seven or eight monks left the Bigan mansion.

In the main hall, Bigan was drinking sullen wine alone.

Suddenly, there was a slight sound of footsteps.

Bigan thought that the monk who had left had returned, but when he looked up, he saw three people, two large and one small.

"You guys?"

Chu Feng, who was standing on the left, smiled slightly.

"Poor Dao is the second disciple of the Taiqing Sage of the Human Sect, the eldest son of the Dao, surnamed Chu Mingfeng"

Shen Gongbao, who was standing on the right side, also said with a smile: "Poor Dao is a member of the Yuqing Sage Sect, Shen Gongbao. ”

Bigan was taken aback, quickly stood up, and gave up his hand.

"You are all the disciples of the saint, Daoist Chu, you are the second disciple of the Taiqing saint!"

The descendants and disciples of the saint appeared during the period of the Three Emperors.

In the classics of the human race, several saints who have never appeared have been mentioned many times, and as one of the few nobles who can read in this era, Bigan naturally knows it.

Last time, when Jiang Ziya came, the reason why Bigan attached so much importance to Jiang Ziya was because Jiang Ziya said that he had practiced under the Yuan Shi Tianzun.

"Bigan, do you know that you have caused a big disaster!"

Shen Gongbao's words were amazing.

Bigan was a little confused by this opening statement.

"Immortal Chief, ordinary people don't know what kind of disaster has happened."

When Shen Gongbao heard this, he laughed loudly.

"Ugh"

Bigan froze.

Chu Feng looked at Shen Gongbao like a fool, Daoyou, what are you laughing at, where is your laughter.

Nezha subconsciously leaned towards Chu Feng and kept his distance from Shen Gongbao, who didn't look normal.