Chapter 160: A Visitor from Kyoto
Wang Shi is a well-known benevolent person in Xuanji City.
Cotton in winter, porridge in summer, tirelessly.
Naturally, the people of the city were full of praise for him.
He is also the owner of the largest Wang Ji coffin shop in the city, and all the coffins he handles in his shop are of the highest quality workmanship.
What's more, if there is a hero with strong martial arts and a brave soldier dies, his coffin shop will definitely not charge money.
In his words, it is a pity that the former has spent so much energy and suffered so much in order to practice his martial arts, and it is a pity that he will fall once he falls;
"Boss Wang, a good man!"
As a businessman, having a round fat face makes him more kind, and he has a perennial smile on his face, which makes people happy at a glance
In fact, Wang Shi, who is over forty years old now, has begun to have a big belly, and his red robe is particularly bloated on his body. But in the eyes of others, this is called a wide heart and a fat body, and a person with great blessings.
This morning, Wang Shi, as usual, squatted at the door of the coffin shop with a bowl of choppy noodles and ate with relish.
Even if he is worth a lot of money now, this habit of being young still can't be changed.
I don't know how he managed to squat for an hour at his size.
"Listen, there were dead people outside the city yesterday. ”
"What's so strange, it's not safe outside the city these days, is it worth your shouting for two dead people?"
"What do you know? Listen, among the people who died yesterday, there was a monk, or some kind of Arhat!"
"Rohan, what's that?"
"Listen to the old man, it's more powerful than our scattered immortals and demon fairies. ”
"No, you've seen demon fairies, scattered immortals, blowing conches here. ”
"Don't believe it, I heard that there were two demon immortals who died with that arhat. ”
"Really?"
"Of course, the corpse is still parked in Yizhuang outside the east gate!"
"Let's take a look!"
Seeing the two familiar neighbors running excitedly towards the east of the city, Wang Shi still slowly enjoyed the warmth brought to him by the chop noodles.
Demon fairy, arhat, what does this kind of character have to do with me?
After a long time, after sucking the last noodle, Wang Shi stood up contentedly and returned to the coffin shop Zheng
"Smack!"
The door to the coffin shop was slammed shut, and a lock was added along the way.
I don't know when a sign was erected outside the door: closed today.
"Yesterday, there were arhats and demon immortals in the east of the city?"
"Yes, I've checked this morning, and judging by the smell of the corpse, it's absolutely right. ”
"Isn't the Arhat of Xiniu Hezhou walking in the world to be supervised by the court?
"It should have been sneaked here to convert the believers, which is not a new thing. ”
"Are you sure?"
"Of course it's sure! One of the dead talking demon fairies is dressed as a bird guard of the Divine Bird Palace, and the other is the appearance of a reckless bull soldier of the Bullfighting Palace. ”
"Well, it's indeed Ting's subordinates, I think they found the monk last night, so a conflict broke out. ”
"Do you want their corpses? If you want to do it, you have to be fast, this kind of immortal general, even if it is a demon clan, the court will not let it fall into the world. Recently, we have been troubled by those monkeys, and the Lord is very dissatisfied with us, and if you can sacrifice these corpses, you don't have to be the owner of a coffin shop here. ”
"But two days ago, Zhang Qing arranged to kill General Bang without authorization, and died in the alley in the south of the city, and now this incident suddenly appeared, it's too much of a coincidence, right?
"Hehe, Zhang Qinggang is self-serving, do you really think that the monkeys in Huaguo Mountain are made of mud? It is best if he dies, in case he really kills General Bang and annoys the ....... on the mountain Hey, we don't have a God Realm master in this place. ”
Speaking of the one on Huaguo Mountain, there was a dead silence in the coffin shop, and it took a long time for someone to break the silence.
"That one has always been irritable, if it is really him, where can he settle down, I am afraid that he will come up with a stick and beat him up early. What's more, he has always been disobedient to the court's control, where did he get the reckless cattle soldiers and poultry guards?"
........
There was silence again. ”
"Well, that's it, you can wait like this, like this......"
.......
Yizhuang has always been a place where people should not be close. Even in the white, it's uninhabited.
But now, a large group of people are surrounded by black pressure here, just to see the dignity of the Arhat Demon Immortal.
"Look at it, it's worthy of being an Arhat, it won't rot when it's dead, and it smells pretty good. ”
"Shut up, they are all immortals, and you are not afraid of being heard by their fellow disciples and angry with you. ”
"Don't blame him, it's the first time I've seen golden blood, how do these immortal masters practice? ”
The three corpses were lifelike, and the blood stains and dirt on their bodies had long been wiped away.
Now lying quietly in Yizhuang, surrounded by thousands of onlookers.
Xuanji City Lord Nalan frowned and looked sad.
"What can I do? What can I do?"
Although Xuanji City is a big city, the people are strong and the horses are strong, and the grain and grass are abundant, but that is for mortals.
If the court is angry with Xuanji City because of this, what is the use of the 80,000 soldiers in the city?
Just come and blow the breath of the immortal golden immortal and send them away.
The already thinning hair is falling out more and more.
"My lord, my lord, someone from Kyoto has arrived. ”
A general hurriedly squeezed through the crowd, approached Nalan Buhua, and said.
"Really, please, ..... No, although General Ben went to meet the Shangguan together. ”
This is Yizhuang, not the city lord's mansion, so naturally you can't discuss things here.
Squeezed out of the crowd and ran out of Yizhuang, Nalan Buhua finally met the visitors from Kyoto.
A handsome young man with an arrogant temperament stood on the side of the official road and looked impatient, and from time to time he took out a snow-white silk handkerchief from his arms to wipe his forehead, and then threw it away.
Know how many silk handkerchiefs he brought.
Nalan didn't dazzle his eyes, and at a glance he could see that the silk handkerchief was made of snow spider silk, which was the coolest.
You know, the dignitaries and nobles in Kyoto are proud to own a snow spider pa.
But such a precious treasure was like sackcloth in the eyes of this young man, and he threw it away when he ran out.
Nima, the market price of one side of the snow spider is five taels of gold, which is still priceless
Which nobleman did it alarm?
Nalan took a few steps forward without hesitation, and was about to make a move, but a powerful qi machine pushed him away.
"Bastard, who attacked General Ben ......"
Halfway through his anger, he suffocated back.
In front of him stood a short but sturdy hunchbacked man, dressed in a samurai shirt, with his hands around his arms, looking at him coldly.
"The qi machine is released, the condensation is formed, the great master of martial arts!"
Beads of sweat dripped from his forehead, and his anger suddenly disappeared.
Although he is the main general in the city, he is only worthy of stepping on the first, where can he dare to provoke this myth of the peak of martial arts.
"The predecessors are angry, and the people are reckless, please Haihan. ”
There are no less than 10,000 of them, but there are only 12 great martial arts masters.
In Nalan Buhua's impression, there is only one great master of this appearance.
The first master of the Imperial Palace, the merciful palm of the wooden camel.
"Mr. Mu, let him in!"
The handsome young man turned his head and glanced at Nalan Buhua lightly, and waved his hand lightly.
After listening to the young man's instructions, the wooden camel withdrew his breath and silently returned to the young man.
"Nalan City Lord, you are guilty!"