At the beginning of the lanterns, the street has a strong festive atmosphere, and people come and go, which is very lively. The two of them walked slowly in the streets and alleys of Laixi City, feeling the evening breeze that was still very cold in early spring.

Han Fengge lived in the capital when he was a teenager, and later lived in the market, until more than a year ago, he became a disciple of Kunyu Mountain and went up the mountain to practice. Even if there are more senior brothers on the mountain, most of them are pure-hearted, and they are more lively on weekdays, but after all, they have lived on the mountain for a long time and are far away from the world.

While chatting, the two slowly approached the West Street City God Temple Fair. Although Laixi City is just an inconspicuous small county town, there are still people rubbing shoulders and crowds at such a festival and this temple fair.

The Lantern Festival is inevitably full of lanterns. It is common to see lanterns made of flowers, birds, fish and insects, and some legends and stories such as talents and beauties, fairies and ghosts in the world. Lanterns hang high and hang various puzzles for visitors to solve. There are also Kong Ming lanterns made of special rice paper that can fly into the sky and turn into stars, and the daughters of rich families are in groups with the sisters in the boudoir on the riverbank, folding the paper full of thoughts into paper boats and putting them in the river to let them go downstream, hoping that the son of the family can pick up the boat to listen to the river lantern on his heart, so that Han Fengge is overwhelmed and amazed.

All kinds of folk music on both sides of the street, or two people on the same stage to tease and hold witty words, talk and sing to make tourists laugh and laugh, or on the rivers and lakes to run the dock stalls and show up the people of the show, all kinds of skills, juggling, colorful tricks shocked the audience to applaud again and again. Han Fengge, who has a young heart, looks left and right, and is full of novelty. There are also a lot of flavored snacks from all over the north and south, and he is gluttonous.

It's just that the temple fair in this small county town is still smaller, Yunfei and Han Fengge walked and strolled, but they came to the end of the temple fair in an hour. Further on, the pedestrians gradually became scarce, and the people came and went in a hurry. After walking for a short time, he came to the outside of one of the largest houses on West Street.

This house is extraordinary, two tall ancient acacia as a tethered horse pile, dismount the lapis lazuli, two stone lions in front of the door are more than one person high, the face is hideous and contains stone beads to ward off evil spirits, the courtyard is tall, the two giant doors are vermilion lacquer on the copper nails are bright, the threshold is higher than the calf of ordinary people, the big red lanterns are hung on both sides of the door, the huge plaque is hung high in the middle, and the book "Zhu Mansion" is two gilded characters. The courtyard wall is as high as a zhangxu, covering the deep house courtyard, pavilions and pavilions, and it is the home of the official eunuch at a glance.

Han Fengge looked at the huge mansion in front of him and was not too surprised, turned his head to Yun Fei and said, "Senior brother, this is Zhu Laocai's family." ”

Yunfei nodded: "Look at this style, you can't be wrong, let's go in and have a look." ”

Both of them were cultivators, and the unattainable courtyard walls in the eyes of mortals could not stop them. The two of them jumped lightly onto the wall, and shuttled back and forth on the labyrinthine roof ridge one after the other, and in a short time they came to the roof of the small building, the highest in the courtyard and the highest in the city, except for the city gate tower.

It stands to reason that today coincides with the Lantern Festival, the Zhu family should be extremely lively, in previous years, Zhu Laocai's family would gather in this small building to enjoy the lanterns and listen to the play, but this year's family is not peaceful, the legendary "fox fairy" is so frightened that the female relatives in the family are hiding in their respective rooms and dare not move, the whole family is panicked, where is there any mind to enjoy the lanterns?

In the small building under the feet of Yun Fei and the others, on the antique sandalwood chair, a middle-aged Taoist with a long beard and a fairy wind and bones raised a glass to drink, and a little Taoist boy with red lips and white teeth stood behind him. On another chair on the side, Zhu Laocai, who was restless, laughed awkwardly and talked about some worldly jokes and hearsay about the wonders of the mountains.

The middle-aged Taoist priest finally lost his patience to listen to Zhu Laocai's embarrassing chat, and gently put the teacup in his hand on a few cases and said to Zhu Laocai: "The old man is at ease, the poor Taoist is not a wild Taoist priest who walks the streets and alleys to cheat money for a living. Speaking of this, he stretched out his finger and pointed to a string of copper bells tied with red ropes on a thick pillar, and continued: "If the demon doesn't come tonight, it's enough, if he comes, he won't want to escape from the formation of the poor road." ”

That Zhu Laocai said in his heart: "Your Qingyang Taoist Temple collects so many incense and silver taels from my Zhu family every year, this time I invite you to go down the mountain and push three and four, causing me to lose another four thousand taels of silver, if the demon hunt does not succeed but angers the fox fairy who comes and goes without a shadow, not to mention that the silver in hand is to spit out, even your Qingyang Guan Laozi has also picked it up for you." Although there were many criticisms of the Taoist in his heart, Zhu Laocai could only softly echo this well-known Taoist priest within a radius of 100 miles: "The immortal mana is all over the sky, and it is natural to deal with such little demons." ”

Thousands of clothes are worn, but sycophants are not worn, although the Taoist priest of Qingyangguan is a disciple of the mountain Taoist sect who is serious about the Eight Classics, but listening to Zhu Laocai's mouth is also full of spring breeze.

There is a Qingyang Temple on Qingyang Mountain, which is said to have a history of hundreds of years. Legend has it that this Qingyang view is built by a monk who has achieved success, but hundreds of years of wind and rain, and later the descendants of the view have never produced any amazing and brilliant characters, so there are only six or seven disciples in this generation of views. Although this Qingyang view is not a big road view, but it is quite close to Laixi City, naturally there are a lot of people who go to incense, especially the big families in the city will send a lot of incense money every year, and the main Songshi Taoist is a kind face, eight-sided exquisite and lively character, and decades of business are now regarded as incense prosperity.

Although the cultivation qualification of the Songshi Taoist is not high, but he is very smart, and now the red rope bronze bell tied to the stone pillar he refers to is his research and creation, although the power is not very huge, but if it is used to trap those mountain demons who can't bear to be lonely and break into the world, it is naturally effortless, which is also the reason why the people nearby regard him as a great true immortal.

In the Zhu Mansion, the red ropes are crisscrossed and woven into a net, and a copper bell is tied to each red rope grid, and then these red ropes are staggered and gathered in this small building. If the monster enters a red rope grid, its own demonic energy will alarm the copper bell hanging on the red rope, and then pass it into the small building in turn, and the turquoise stone sitting in the small building can find the place where the monster is located according to the sound of the copper bell. This kind of formation is indeed very useful for turquoise stones that are not high in cultivation and have weak divine sense.

Just as the Songshi Daoist was talking and laughing with Zhu Laocai, the copper bell hanging above the red line suddenly rang loudly. The Songshi Daoist said secretly: "It's coming!" Then his eyes were firmly fixed on the copper bell of the jingling bell, and he pinched the magic trick in his hand, and his mind turned sharply to calculate the place where the fox demon was. Zhu Laocai looked at the vibrating copper bell, and his originally worried heart rose to his throat.

In an instant, the Songshi Daoist had already calculated the location, twisted a charm from his sleeve, and flew out of the house with a finger stroke of the charm along the red rope. In the next cup of tea, Songshi sacrificed three charms in a row, a total of four charms in the courtyard against the intruders to chase and intercept, but for a while the legendary fox fairy could not be trapped in one place, it can be seen that the fox demon's cultivation and speed should not be underestimated.

In the small building, the Songshi Dao people were waiting for him, Zhu Laocai was worried, and the copper bell, which was originally ringing in a hurry, suddenly stopped sounding. Songshi said to the little Taoist boy standing behind him with a happy face: "Li'er will be the teacher to subdue the demon!" and then turned his head to Zhu Laocai and instructed: "The old man will wait here for a while, and the poor road will come when he goes." After speaking, he jumped out of Xiaolou, stretched his robe, and floated away like a big bird in the direction of the bell, and disappeared into the night, and Xiao Daotong followed closely.

Yun Fei and Han Fengge on the roof of the small building glanced at each other, and they were also along the ridge of the roof, like a small courtyard with bright lights.

The Taoist priest and the child fell in this remote courtyard that was independent of the large courtyard. By the time they approached, there were already quite a few brave officials and guards of the palace who were holding torches around them.

Songshi stepped forward, and everyone consciously moved out of the way, and when he walked up the aisle, he found that there was indeed a white fox curled up on the ground in the snow. The ground was littered with red ropes and brass bells that had been broken by it and scattered on the ground, and four charms hung over its head and slowly turned. The four ancient seal characters written in cinnabar on the spell: "sleep, sleep, town, kill" Under the faint aura of the four charms, the white fox shrunk on the ground kept changing several expressions of confusion, exhaustion, horror and despair in the eyes of the charm, thinking that he had been confused by the charm and delirious.

Songshi carefully looked at the white fox in front of him, and his heart was overjoyed. I saw the baby this time, this white fox has obviously opened the spiritual wisdom, although it seems that the Tao is a little shallow, but it doesn't matter, as long as you bring it back to the view and train it carefully, after a few hundred years, it will be at least a Jindan consummate demon, and it is naturally more than enough to protect the inheritance of the mountain gate.

Of course, Songshi also knows that such spiritual objects are killed, and they are used to refine elixirs or refine some magic weapons, and then go to a few big markets to exchange some elixirs with other monks in short supply, in fact, it is of great help to his own cultivation, maybe one day he will really be able to promote the realm of Jindan that he dreams of, and become a real mountain immortal. But he didn't dare to kill him, first, this fox demon didn't look like he was practicing alone, if his owner or the elder demon of the fox clan came to the door, he could also send a favor to make a deal. Second, although he himself is smart, his qualifications in cultivation are not outstanding, and he is just a golden pill cultivator who is dying, and it is really better to leave a fortune to the descendants of the sect than to waste it himself.

Songshi was overjoyed, so he asked the child to take out the beast cage and was about to accept this rare spirit fox.

Han Fengge, who was standing in the dark, felt very pitiful when he saw the appearance of the white fox, and read the ancient book all the way, and was influenced by its author, and unconsciously felt a sense of affection for the fox.

Han Fengge turned his head to look at his senior brother, and when he saw Yun Fei nodding, he flicked his fingers with the method of "Guiding Thunder Technique" to condense the spiritual energy, and a finger-thick thunderbolt turned into an arrow and shot at the four charms above the white fox's head.