As he spoke, Zhang Yuan took out a tael of silver from his clothes and put it on the table, and when the shopkeeper saw the ingot, he couldn't help but think in his heart: "It's really a person who can't be good-looking! It's still the boss's teachings that work, otherwise, if I offend this guest today, I will definitely not be able to eat and walk around!"

The shopkeeper came back to his senses in an instant, and shouted to the back kitchen: "A distinguished guest, greeting with good wine and good food!"

After Xiao Er shouted to the back kitchen, he lowered his head to Zhang Yuan and asked, "Dare to ask the guests what kind of dishes they want?"

Zhang Yuancai said arrogantly: "What good dishes do you have here!"

The shopkeeper said with a smile: "Okay, wait a minute, the small one is called the back kitchen to prepare for the food!"

After speaking, the little second-hand foot cleaned up a clean table in the private room on the second floor, and then took Zhang Yuan to sit in the private room, and then the shopkeeper went to the back kitchen to urge the cook. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

And Zhang Yuan changed his wealthy expression after the shopkeeper left, not that he was short of money, after all, it was impossible for people who could cultivate or practice martial arts to be short of money.

What's more, he is still a mage who has already entered the door and has achieved certain achievements, Zhang Yuan is worried about how to do this.

If you secretly transfer the crowd, you will definitely not be able to save too many people, and if you want to transfer the crowd openly, you will not be able to hide the person who is hiding behind the scenes.

Since he wants to kill all the people in Hongwu County, he will inevitably have the ability to reach the sky, and it is impossible for him to beat the other party on his own, and if he wants to borrow strength, there is no suitable candidate.

It's not that there are no people who have borrowed power, but that there are no suitable candidates.

After Zhang Yuan thought of that person, he didn't have a headache, he said to himself: "It's really not good, I can only borrow strength from him! After all, he is known as the patron saint of the entire Dingzhou!"

Zhang Yuan didn't think of anyone else, it was the black-clothed Yu Lin Weidu who was tracking Yeli and trying to capture Yeli at the beginning.

In the entire fifteen states of the Great Qian, each state has a top figure of the martial saint, they are the fifteen commanders of the black-clothed feather forest guard, and the orders of their successive emperors have guarded the land of a state for life, passed down from generation to generation, and they will never leave the state capital they guard.

The last time he tracked Ye Li, it was the commander of Dingzhou who chased the soul.

Soul Chaser is known as the strongest soul chaser in the fifteen states of Daqian, and anything he targets will not escape the end of death in the end.

As for whether it is true or not, it is unknown, after all, they are not allowed to take a step out of the state capital they guard.

And the other masters are not full all day long and have nothing to do, just to compete for such a false name, they come all the way to fight with the commanders of a state, and they themselves are also very busy.

The solution that Zhang Yuan thought of this time was to find a way to inform the soul chaser of this matter and let him have a headache.

As for the reason why Zhang Yuan did not join forces with the soul chaser to fight the enemy, it was because of the natural discord between the monks and the warriors, and the warriors pursued the happiness and revenge of loyalty and patriotism, and the death and death on the battlefield.

The monk, on the other hand, pursues immortality, immortality of his own body, and ultimately pursues leisure.

The former believes that the latter has such great ability but does not know how to work for the welfare of the world, strengthen his own country, and have no sense of responsibility.

The latter believed that the former was a slave of the king, who possessed great power, but who still had to submit to the feet of a mortal body and be driven by others, and was born a slave species.

It is in this situation that the two sides are hostile to each other, but they are constantly studying various methods of restraint against each other's exercises.

Zhang Yuan thought of the commander of Dingzhou, and couldn't help but feel happy in his heart, picked up the chopsticks on the table casually, and feasted on the wine and food that had just been served on the table.

After a while, Zhang Yuan was taken aback, patted his belly gently, and couldn't help but burp.

After settling his account, he walked out of his private room and walked outside.

Outside, Zhang Yuan walked around the entire Hongwu County, buying all kinds of materials he needed in various stores.

Yellow paper, chicken blood, brush...... Wait.

After a lot of preparations, Zhang Yuan chose a remote place, outside a mass grave.

This place is remote enough, there is almost no human existence, as for the evil things such as lonely souls and wild ghosts in this mass grave, it is not a problem for Zhang Yuan at all, and he casually sealed a few imps who don't know the height of the sky and the height of the earth in their corpses.

Zhang Yuan came to his altar and walked up to his altar, where Zhang Yuan was sitting in the center.

Thinking of the group of lonely souls and wild ghosts just now, Zhang Yuan couldn't help frowning and said: "What happened in the underworld, so many lonely souls and wild ghosts wandered in the world, and I didn't see a single ghost send out to answer."

And on the way here, I also saw a lot of lonely ghosts wandering.

Is there really something going on in Hades?"

Zhang Yuan was thinking about the things in the underworld, but the movements of his hands did not stop, and Zhang Yuan casually lifted up the red-crowned big rooster that was still crowing.

He took out a sharp knife and slashed at the neck of the big red-crowned rooster without hesitation.

Then quickly aimed the wound of the red-crowned rooster at the side of the big bowl that Zhang Yuan had placed in advance, and the red blood spurted out from the neck of the red-crowned rooster, and the blood entered the bowl under the blockage of the big bowl.

Zhang Yuan put the chicken in his hand on the ground, took out a gossip-shaped magic weapon from his arms, and put it aside.

Then he took out the ink that had been ground in advance, poured it into the chicken blood, and then quickly buckled the gossip-shaped ritual weapon on the bowl.

At this time, Zhang Yuan finally recovered from the fugue state just now.

His eyes were fixed on the large bowl held by the magic weapon, and a spell like a holy prayer continued to come out of Zhang Yuan's mouth.

White words kept coming out of the air and then into the bowl.

At the same time, Zhang Yuan took out the yellow paper he had bought in advance and came out with a brush.

Suddenly, Zhang Yuan stopped his incantation and opened a bowl of chicken blood ink suppressed by the magic weapon.

In an instant, a phantom appeared, a figure covered in darkness appeared, and bursts of words came out of the mouth of the black figure, and the tone of the voice changed constantly, sometimes male and sometimes female.

Zhang Yuan quickly picked up the brush, the white tip of the pen was dipped in chicken blood ink, and he quickly wrote strings of blood-colored words on the yellow paper, all of which were completed by one stroke.

And those illusions are all integrated into this yellow paper!