Seeing that the demon was beheaded, the old scholar turned around and left, and the white-washed robe on his body was blowing in the wind, but he had a bit of a hermit's style.

The man in the hat saw the old scholar leaving, and walked towards the execution ground.

"Stop!" The yacha holding the token shouted, "At the order of the governor, these cult demons should be exposed to the sun for three days before they can be buried, even if you are a person with Taoism, you must not come within ten steps!" ”

"Fox fake tiger might." The man wearing the hat sneered, his voice was a little desolate, he didn't care about the other party's words, and walked steadily towards the third beheaded demon on the left.

"Stop!" Seeing that the man wearing the hat had already entered the execution ground, Yacha stretched out his hand and pointed, and three black chains appeared out of thin air to lock him.

"You have the courage to break the three laws, and you can't be spared!" Yacha's face shook, and the token in his hand slashed diagonally.

"Whoosh!" A nine-ring knife appeared out of thin air above the neck of the man wearing the hat and slashed down.

The hat was torn apart by the air and turned into bamboo shavings, revealing a simple, honest middle-aged face, seeing that the nine-ring knife was about to behead his body in a different place, the sweat towel draped on his body suddenly rose to wrap the blade of the nine-ring knife.

"Jingle bell~" The violent shaking of the back of the nine-ring knife made a series of clear sounds.

"The porter in the five elements (hang)." The contempt on the Yacha's face flashed, "If you want the footmen to know what you have done, don't retreat quickly, or tomorrow your head will be hung on the city wall." ”

The porter did not respond, carrying three black chains, step by step, walked to the head, bent down to pick up the head, brushed it with regret, closed the eyes of the head, and crushed the chains tied to the headless corpse with the other hand, holding the body on one side, holding the head on the other, and turning away with some sadness.

"If you don't see the coffin, you won't cry." The token in the yacha's hand flicked, "Call me!" ”

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Two sticks of fire and water appeared, swinging them alternately, and the linen behind the porter turned red in the blink of an eye.

But even so, the porter's progress was not affected in any way, and he returned the same way, but every footprint was blood red.

"Just a porter!" Yacha was annoyed and ashamed, and was about to release those executioners, when the people in the sedan chair suddenly said:

"He is the porter of the Five Elements, and you are just a ninth-rate Yacha, who has to be forgiving and forgiving."

The voice is illusory and ethereal, as if the goddess above the nine heavens is attached to her ears, clear her heart, and like the little sister next door, muttering softly.

Yacha was suddenly dizzy, and when he came to his senses, the porter crossed dozens of meters, and disappeared in a blink of an eye, he was angry, and shouted: "Pretending to be a ghost, I'm afraid it's a cholera demon!" (Time Demon: The Witch of the Dancing God)

I saw him clasp the token as he spoke, and the black qi rushed out, and the two executioners turned out from the air, holding the ghost head knife and jumping down at the sedan chair.

"Snort~" After the sound of air leakage, the sedan chair turned into colored paper and was easily scratched by the ghost head knife, the inside was empty, and the four strong men turned into four weasels and rushed into the crowd.

"What a gut, it's really the demon at that time!" Yacha laughed angrily, stroked his sleeves, and bowed to the air with the token in his hand again, his lips moved slightly, and dozens of black qi escaped from the token and chased out.

He Shan shook his head, seeing that there was no excitement to see, he turned around and was about to leave.

"Stop, that man! You actually walked with the robbers of the corpse, I am afraid that you are also a member of the same stream, and you will go back to the yamen with me to explain clearly! Yacha pointed at He Shan, and a cyan chain wrapped around He Shan's shoulders, ribs, and elbows.

"Click!" He Shan didn't feel any stagnation at all, just a normal rhythm of steps, and the cyan chains shattered in response.

"Poof!" Yacha spurted out a mouthful of old blood, sat on the ground and couldn't move, and muttered with a gloomy face: "This person is not guilty, and he is still a master above the sixth grade?" ”

The black chain represents the violation of the law and is the karma of sin, and the cyan chain is the natal chain of his yacha, representing his cultivation.

As for why he suspected that He Shandao was above the sixth grade, it was because he was a six-rank yacha, and no matter how bad the cyan chain was, it weighed 100,000 catties, so he never thought that someone could easily tear the chains that could reach up to 100,000 catties with his flesh.

"Ahem, cough, cough" Yacha coughed violently a few times, sat on his feet, his face was a little solemn, "No, it shouldn't be possible for Wupin to break my natal lock so easily, isn't this person a Sipin?" ”

"When did Dongli come to such a strong man?"

"What an eventful time."

……

"The cultivators here are really popular enough." He Shan walked along the street, this city is called Dongli, it is written on the city gate, and the city is still quite lively.

The yacha is a practitioner, the porter is a practitioner, and the witch who dances the great god is a practitioner......

It is also divided into nine streams and five elements, and the industry is too daily.

"It smells so good." He Shan smelled the smell all the way to a restaurant, and he didn't know what was boiling in a big pot in front of the door, and the taste was really appetizing.

"It's a pity that I'm shy." He glanced at it with some regret, no matter how fragrant it is, he can't eat the overlord meal, this has nothing to do with whether it is strong or not, it is a matter of principle.

"Would you like to have a drink with you?" The window on the second floor of the restaurant was suddenly pushed open, and a drunken middle-aged man called out to He Shan and asked in a loud voice.

"I'm not related to you, so why do you need to invite me to drink?" He Shan asked.

"Hiccup~" The middle-aged man first burped, and then said: "There are not many people who I Shen Boyuan can't see through, but Your Excellency accounts for one of them. ”

"So?" He Shan asked again.

"Mother-in-law, mother-in-law, it's just a meal of wine and food, how can a good man be so careful." Shen Boyuan said with drunken eyes.

He Shan smiled and walked towards the restaurant, the shopkeeper and the bookkeeper both heard the communication between the two, did not step forward again, and let him step on the stairs to the second floor.

"Next!" Shen Boyuan's voice sounded at the same time, a jar of wine flew sideways.

"Smack"

The wine jar exploded when He Shan reached out and touched it, his control of strength is still much worse, and it is difficult to enter the heavens if it can be collected roughly, not to mention that there is still a special force left in the wine jar waiting to be triggered, and it is normal to explode.

It's just that the wine didn't splash on his body, but was evaporated in the air, He Shan didn't mind exposing his problems, but the inexplicable wetness was difficult to accept.

"Hahahahaha" Shen Boyuan didn't give face at all, and laughed unscrupulously with his open arms, "Your Excellency should be out of style, out of style." ”

"Smack!" The jar beside him exploded, spilling his body with water.

"Your Excellency is probably too lacking." Shen Boyuan stretched out his tongue and licked the wine on his face, his face full of pity.

"It's not rude to come." He Shan smiled lightly and added: "I am a barbarian, why should I be frugal." ”