There is only one inn in this small county, so the name of the inn is also called Tingshui Inn.

In the hall of the Water Inn, a group of martial artists relaxed and returned to the question they had been asking Du Heng before.

Li Tongzhou took the wine and toasted Du Heng with a glass of wine, and the drunkard asked with a hint of intent.

"Brother Du, what kind of person is this Mr. Ji, we have been born and died several times, and we have survived many times to survive the difficulties, and we can be regarded as friends in trouble, tell us about it!"

"Yes, Du Daxia!"

"It's extreme, it's extreme, Du Daxia will talk about it, just Mr. Ji is like this, call ......"

A man with a loud voice blew his breath as he learned to be fateful, and he learned nondescriptly, but everyone knew what it meant.

"That's how I blew my breath, and I directly blew those crazy ghost dolls into ashes, that kind of ability is incredible! Mr. Ji is not a fairy?"

"Yes, yes, my father told me before, we martial artists, what bullshit, ghosts, gods, corrupt officials and corrupt officials are not as good as believing in a knife in our hands, I have always thought that those gods and strange things are just some legends, this time I can see that there is a sky outside the sky!"

"Yes, Lao Cui, go to the back kitchen and cook some more food, and serve wine to all the heroes. ”

The innkeeper also coaxed.

Du Heng is also very interested, neither shirk but also do not want to shirk, this group of friends and those friends who patted their heads together to fight tigers are still very different, although the time is not long, but in the past few years, they have gone south and north together, destroyed bandits, caught bullies, and even masked and eliminated greedy officials, this time they fought together against ghosts and evil things and never gave up, it is a real friend of life and death.

Although he won't talk too much about Ji Yuan's personal affairs, there are some things that everyone already knows and haven't thought through, but Du Heng thinks that he can find out, and looking at Mr. Ji's previous actions, he didn't hide it too much.

"Okay, I'll talk to you, let's talk first, some things may not be liked by Mr. Zhao, I won't say much, I will naturally make it clear to you if I can talk about it!"

"That's how it should be!"

"Not bad!" "Oh, Du Daxia, tell me quickly, I'll pour you wine!"

......

"Ahem~"

Du Heng cleared his throat before lowering his body and saying.

"You all know that I sent a letter to Mr. Yu before the winter to inform me of the strange situation here, right?"

Everyone nodded one after another, and even the innkeepers who didn't know about it subconsciously followed.

"Then tell me how long it will take for the letter to travel from Jinzhou to Jizhou, Desheng Mansion in Jizhou!"

"Jizhou?"

"Oh my boy, it's going to be months!"

The innkeeper also interjected exaggeratedly.

"I once wrote to a merchant in Gyeonggi Province, and it took me half a year to arrive!"

Du Heng smiled.

"So, I think maybe my letter arrived in Jizhou a few days ago and was seen by Mr. ”

The loud-voiced man looked left and right, and couldn't help but interject.

"Mr. Lu Ji has arrived here at once after such a long journey?

"Ahem... That's what you said, not me!"

Du Heng coughed and replied mysteriously, and the people on the side also suddenly realized, combined with the experience of the previous few days, they were more aware of a certain guess.

It's a pity that although Du Heng said a lot that night, he just didn't reveal questions such as where Mr. Ji lived, and others didn't ask much.

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As the object of discussion, Ji Yuan didn't have such an idea, and was ready to deal with this evil cultivator and apprentice, and then carefully experience the insights gained from the previous fight.

The fishing rod on Ji Yuan's shoulder is actually not unusual, but with his character, he prefers to use old objects that he is used to.

So after making another fishing rod before, I finally wrote a few words on it and used some means to make the fishing rod and fishing line a little rough, such as the fishing rod can be clumped into a ball of wool and tucked in the sleeve.

And the excuse that it is inconvenient to carry, let the old turtle watch the fishing rod by the Chunmu River is purely just to let the old turtle Hou be there.

At this moment, Ji Yuan picked these two evil cultivators, of course, it is impossible to return to Ning'an County, he is still afraid of polluting his own land, and to deal with these two, he still has to hand it over to professionals, or professional ghosts and gods.

Jinzhou is vast and sparsely populated, and many counties and districts do not have decent city god temples, not to mention, even the city god road lines in some prefectures and cities are definitely not as deep as the hinterland of Dazhen, and they are not familiar with them.

Ji Yuan's first thought was the Yin Si of Chunhui Mansion, after all, there was a snake demon's interrogation experience in the previous gloomy wood message, and Ji Yuan still recognized their professional ability.

Therefore, after walking out of Tingshui County, Ji Yuan jumped directly into the air, and at the same time drove the clouds to dispel the surrounding air currents and wind and snow, creating a windless environment for himself temporarily.

Ji Yuan looked at the roast chicken and wine pot in his hand, and he really hadn't eaten or drunk for several days.

On the plate dragged by his right hand, the roast chicken, which had been completely cooled, was scorching, and after a few breaths, it was steaming again, and the aroma was also coming to the nose.

"Not bad, yes, the heating technique is OK, no burning. ”

When Yuntou was eating roast chicken and drinking knife roast while hurrying, there were also people who spread it about the fighting method that happened in Tingqiu Mountain before, which to a certain extent corroborated the rumor that the real demon was actually Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon inside Dazhen.

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After sunset the next day, it was already quiet in the dead of night outside the Chenghuang Temple in Chunhuifu, and in this night, when no one would move around except for the husband and the patrolman, there was a white-shirted gentleman with a bamboo pole with an exaggerated curve and two people were approaching the Chenghuang Temple, and it was just then that he rushed back to Jiyuan from Jinzhou.

When he walked to a certain distance in front of the City God Temple, Ji Yuan's body mana transformed yin and yang, and crossed a certain boundary between yin and yang, and the scene of the ghost gate appeared in front of him.

Seeing such a white-shirted man carrying two people over, several Yin Cha at the Ghost Gate Gate stepped forward to ask.

"Who is coming, what is the reason for breaking into the realm of the Yin Division of Chunhui Mansion?"

It is definitely not a ghost, which can be seen from the heaviness of the footsteps touching the ground and the anger on the person who came, but it is obviously not a mortal.

In order to save some trouble, Ji Yuan directly took out the gloomy wooden card that he had retrieved from Hu Yun after returning to Ning'an, and stretched out his hand to hand it to Yin Cha.

"This is the wooden sign of Lord Chenghuang of Chunhui Mansion, and when I am tired of reporting it, I will say that Ji Yuan is visiting!"

As soon as this wooden card was in his hands, Yin Cha felt the majestic aura of his own city god, and he didn't dare to slack off, so he said to Ji Yuan: "Sir, wait a minute", and hurriedly went to the inside of the Yin Division.

After seeing the gloomy wood in the city god of Chunhui Mansion, it didn't take much twists and turns, after greeting and explaining the matter, a man and a woman, an old man and a young evil cultivator, were directly drawn out of their souls and locked in the depths of the punishment prison of the evil division.

In the process, there was a woman who had been immobilized, and the old man was still in a coma.

About a day later, nourished by the Yin Qi of the Yin Division, the old man with a soul finally woke up, and the moment he regained consciousness, he felt the coldness around him, and he could hear a burst of screams in the distance.

The sight and memory are a little blurry, and I tried my best to recall, but I finally remembered the previous thing, there were masters chasing and killing, and the mountain god was invincible, and then the memory was gone......

"Am I dead?"

"Hmph, you're right, you're almost dead now!"

A voice sounded in front of him, causing the old man to raise his head suddenly, and his vision became clear, and a tall figure with a terrifying face in an official's uniform stood in front of him, and then looked around him, and everywhere there were torture instruments, and everywhere there were deformed monsters chained to it, and there were whips and screams that were there at that time.

"Where? hehe, he asked himself where he was!"

"Hahahahahaha..." "yes, hey, hey, hey......"

"Hoho....""Uh-hahahaha......"

The surroundings were full of strange laughter with sharp voices and terrifying atmospheres, some from strange people who looked like officials, and some from those monsters on the torture instruments, that is, cultivators, and the old man did not slow to feel a malicious chill attacking.

"Hahaha, ahhh...... Haha.....Ah......hh

A monster was still laughing one moment ago, and the next moment it was directly immersed in an oil pot, and in the sound of "Zizizi...", it immediately let out a terrible scream, but even if the scream was painful, it still smiled at the old man.

All the demons and monsters around him were laughing, and they all knew very well that this old man was deeply sinful, because he was locked to the bronze pillar of the Evil Barrier, because the evil black cloud above his head was so thick, and the ghosts in purgatory longed for someone to be just as miserable, preferably worse than them.

The man in the official uniform looked at the old man with a grim face.

"Where do you say you?"

The old man's scalp is a little numb, I am afraid that this is the legendary Yin Si Purgatory, even if it is a cultivator, no one wants to come.

The miserable laughter around brought great stimulation, many monsters that looked deformed, in fact, there were people in front of them, they were tortured by the criminal law in purgatory, and there was no human form anymore, these old men had heard the rumors, so they immediately thought about it.

"They... Why are you laughing at me?"

The old man spoke timidly.

"Hey, hey, hey, that's naturally because you can see people who are worse than them, and you evil monk don't know how many sins you have committed, and after the immortal chief removed the talisman from you, it was simply ...... vicious"

The most vicious executioner in the Chunhui Mansion's Punishment Division glanced at him and said.

"The Punishment Division is not going to interrogate you, the Lord said, an evil demon like you, it should not be able to summon anything, thousands of capital punishments are just fine, and the monk's soul is condensed, and there is no need to worry about anything, our Punishment Division has a saying called 'But seeking a quick death is bliss', hehehehe...... You'll soon understand!"

As he spoke, the platform seemed to move, and a dark red appeared in front of him, and the wails of countless long-tongued ghosts and dead souls were getting closer and closer......

It's just half a day later, in the depths of the Punishment Prison, the old man has only one sentence left except for the hysterical screams.

"Ah......hh I recruited, who said I didn't recruit, I recruited!"