The Seven Monsters of Meishan are like ignited explosive barrels, murderous.

This is very Erlangtang.

Li Chengjing had heard before that the monks of Erlangtang, no matter how they fought in the nest at home, once they walked outside, they found that their family members were being bullied, whether the other party was a monk or not, even if it was just a wild dog on the side of the road, they would rush up, and if one of them was not able to slap the dog, the matter would not be over.

When I saw it today, it was really better to be famous than to meet.

Before he could figure out what was going on, he had already rushed over, and it seemed that he was ready to die.

Li Chengjing was actually very curious, why the Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain would fight with a mountain and water god, looking at the lightning flashing and flashing, Li Chengjing didn't believe it if he didn't hit the real fire.

But Li Chengjing didn't care.

Seeing the seven strange flowers walking away, Li Chengjing immediately wiped away the tears on his face.

This acting skill was practiced when Zong Zhen was abducted and deceived in the rivers and lakes.

I never thought that there would be a day when I could see the light of day again.

The corpse on the ground, in addition to the scholar surnamed Yao, is also his junior brother, who is also dressed as a scholar. The last one is the most pitiful, a young girl in the flower season.

This description may not be very appropriate, after all, the monk on the mountain, the two or five essences of the body converge into a dan, and his appearance is only determined by his state of mind, not necessarily a girl in the flower season.

But after all, the other party looks like a young man in his twenties, Li Chengjing adheres to the concept of the dead first, so he thinks she is a young girl.

Li Chengjing slapped the scholar surnamed Yao with his backhand, pushed his staring face aside, and began to grope around him.

It's not easy to practice on the mountain, especially if you don't have a sect inheritance, it's even more difficult.

Except for the three demon puppets on his body, there is no magic weapon that can be handled.

For touching corpses, Li Chengjing can be regarded as a veteran.

When I used to be a little beggar, there was a time when I survived by relying on some objects found from dead people.

Of course, there are few valuable objects that can starve to death on the side of the road, but they are not absolute.

Li Chengjing was a little curious at that time, everyone was starving to death, and there were still people who had to return to the West with the things they couldn't eat until they died.

Soon, Li Chengjing found a lot of things from the three corpses.

Among them, what made Li Chengjing most pleased was not the bag of silver powder of the female monk, but a general outline of talismans found on the corpse of a scholar surnamed Yao.

I flipped through it at will, and then the light of silver powder, which recorded many drawing methods related to talismans, all of which were the most basic knowledge.

But even so, it also made Li Chengjing like a treasure.

For a mountain cultivator like Li Chengjing, what is most precious is not a profound Dao method, let alone a magic weapon.

Rather, it is the basic book for this type of practice.

This is the cornerstone of everything, without these things, no matter how high the road is, it is also a crumbling and dangerous building, which may collapse at any time.

In addition to these, it was a stack of talismans, a little gold, silver, and elixir.

Li Chengjing packed them all, then threw the body into the river and walked towards Hongcheng at the boundary of Erlangtang.

Hongcheng is regarded as the border city of Jiangnan and Jiangbei, and is regarded as a county town, with a large population, and a riverside wharf, and prosperous commerce.

When Li Chengjing arrived in Hongcheng, the sky was already bright.

With a curious face, he paid the city gate fee, and Li Chengjing finally stepped into this well-known human city among the Xuanmen monks on the mountain.

The prosperity of Hongcheng is the only thing Li Chengjing has seen, and the flow of people is shoulder to shoulder, and the traffic is like weaving.

Under Li Chengjing's eyes, he was able to find many monsters begging for a living here.

They are not big demons, they mostly rely on some kind of illusion to support themselves, and they are not recognized by mortals, but in the eyes of cultivators like Li Chengjing, their true form is revealed.

It's just that the spells of these monsters are too crude.

When these monsters found that Li Chengjing was staring at them with burning eyes, they were not afraid at all.

There was even a rabbit monster selling radishes who walked up to Li Chengjing and said with a smile: "Fellow Daoist, this is the first time to come to our Hongcheng!" ”

Looking at a half-human-tall gray-haired rabbit spitting out words to himself, Rao is Li Chengjing had already been mentally prepared, but he still felt absurd.

I can only smile awkwardly.

"Every Xuanmen monk who entered our Hongcheng had the same expression as his fellow Daoists, and it was not surprising. It's just that when Daoyou first arrived here, as a local, I still have to warn Daoist friends that in the realm of Erlang Hall, it is strictly forbidden for demon monks to fight privately, and once they find out, they will abolish their cultivation and expel them from this place. Kill on the spot! I hope that Taoist friends should remember! ”

After speaking, the rabbit didn't wait for Li Chengjing to answer, so he went back to his stall, just like an ordinary vegetable seller, and shouted loudly: "Radish, crispy and sweet radish, don't miss it when you pass by." ”

The corners of Li Chengjing's mouth twitched, and he arched his hand at the rabbit stall owner, and simply took the mana in his eyes, and his heart was pure out of sight.

Although the people and demons here live together, it seems absurd and weird, but Li Chengjing can feel an inexplicable sense of security.

It's really not wrong to think about your own thoughts, as long as you are in this Hongcheng, even if Zhang Mingtang and those people chase after you, you will never dare to do anything with yourself.

And seeing that Zhang Mingtang and Erlangtang were dirty, they didn't dare to come here if they wanted to.

I think that in the future, I can have a peaceful cultivation career here.

Asking the people on the street along the way, Li Chengjing figured out the location of Hongcheng Yaxing, and prepared to find a suitable courtyard to practice directly through Yaxing.

After all, his evil qi has not yet been consummated, and he fell into the river before, although the time is not long, it can be regarded as a taboo of his own cultivation, and now the power of the water evil in his body has been slightly unstable.

With this kind of large city, Li Chengjing felt that a murderous mansion should not be so difficult to find.

During this period, Li Chengjing passed by the government office and found a middle-aged man dressed as a scholar, following behind a government official, and came to the bulletin board outside the gate of the government to post a notice.

Then a gong sounded, attracting a large number of people.

Li Chengjing also walked over curiously, wanting to see what was going on.

Seeing that there were more people around, the middle-aged scholar coughed lightly and read the contents of the notice aloud.

Li Chengjing listened quietly and understood what was happening.

It turned out to be a job posting.

The former manager of Yizhuang on the outskirts of Hongcheng, who died a few days ago because of his advanced age, has now specially posted a notice to recruit one or two officers to be responsible for managing the affairs of Yizhuang.

Hearing this, the crowd immediately dispersed.

Go to Yizhuang to do work, who is a normal person!

But Li Chengjing's eyes lit up.

Compared with the murderous house, where else is more suitable for yourself than Yizhuang.

However, after glancing at the Confucian shirt of the scholar on his body, Li Chengjing left temporarily, found a ready-to-wear shop, bought a coarse linen clothes, dressed as a coolie, and came to the yamen again.

At this moment, the middle-aged scholar was still tirelessly reading the recruitment list again.

Li Chengjing stepped forward with a smile and arched his hand and said, "This gentleman, I want to take over this errand, I don't know if it's okay?" ”