The old lady Wang took out a small dagger studded with precious stones from her bosom, reached out and picked up a snake, cut it off inch by inch with the dagger, and stuffed it into her mouth.

The chewing sounded, and the blood stained his face and he couldn't wipe it off.

After swallowing the two big snakes, the old lady Wang let out a long sigh of relief and said embarrassedly: "Since I got this disease a year ago, I feel uncomfortable if I don't eat live snakes alive, and only by eating two a day can I alleviate this disease." ”

Wang Jun was dumbfounded, Xuankong nodded, and he already knew in his heart where the black qi between the old lady's eyebrows came from.

The old lady walked back to her seat, wiped the blood stains with a towel from the family, and said with a wry smile: "I also invited Sir, but even Mr. said that I like to eat snakes, and my body is fine." ”

Wang Jun interjected: "I have never heard of such a hobby. ”

Xuankong remembered reading one in the book "Liao Zhai": "I heard that there is a person named Lu Fengning, who is surnamed Tian and likes to eat snakes." And good at smelling snakes, once smelled the fragrance of snakes through the wall, hurriedly ran outside the wall, and sure enough, found a snake that was a foot long. He didn't have a saber with him at that time, so he ate the snake's head first, and the snake's tail was still bent and wriggling around his mouth. ”

When the old lady Wang heard what the immortal said, a big stone in his heart was finally put down, and he laughed and said: "I see, I thought it was some evil law, but it turned out that it was just a surname, so it would be fine." ”

The man holding the towel below also said: "If you just buy snakes and eat snakes, the old lady will eat a basket a day, and our family can also supply it!"

Wang Jun was funny, only then did he know that "a basket" was a mantra passed down by his uncle's family, and the tone of his speech was the same.

Xuankong didn't smile, his brows furrowed, he knew that things were not so simple. The Lu Fengning in the story can be said to be a natural hobby, but the old lady Wang is clearly not like this.

It's like falling into the Miao Gu in my previous life, but I don't know who the opponent is.

He got up and said, "I've been bothering my uncle for a long time, and the younger generation is also a little tired, so I'll go down and rest first." ”

Old Man Wang patted his head and blamed himself: "Yes, yes, I forgot." ”

hurriedly opened his mouth in exchange for the family to take Xuankong down, and a leader who was probably the head of the Wang family's steward greeted him with a smile on his face. The Wang family had already arranged the residence of Xuankong's master and apprentice, and the steward was considerate of these things, which made Xuankong very satisfied.

For interpersonal communication, his apprentice Wang Jun is much more well-behaved than his master, and he got on the topic with the steward in a few words.

For these immortal guests, the steward is also a good welcome.

Fortunately, Wang Jun only asked about the customs and customs of Ninghai County, and the steward naturally knew everything about it. Xuankong didn't speak, but just listened with his ears pricked up on the side, and he already had a suspicious target in his heart.

Wang Jun and the steward chatted hotly, and after a while, under the leadership of the steward, they came to the most luxurious row of rooms in the Wang family's courtyard. These rooms have not been used since they were built, and only this time did they have qualified guests.

However, although no one has ever moved in, the domestic servants still keep the room quite clean, and all kinds of furniture for living are also available.

"This is the courtyard where our royal VIPs live, the old lady's orders are all opened, you can choose with your apprentices, immortal master. The steward opened all the doors of the guest room and left Xuankong to choose.

Xuankong didn't enjoy it unexpectedly, and he didn't look at it, so he chose the room closest to him.

Wang Jun nodded and thanked the steward, and chose a room to live in by himself by relying on the empty room.

When the steward left, Wang Jun immediately rushed into Xuankong's room and asked, "Master, I see that the old lady Wang's expression is a little wrong, is it that he has fallen into witchcraft?" Xuankong of course understood what his apprentice was referring to, and he smiled:

"It's hard for you to find out, according to my opinion, there are very evil sects in Ninghai County, but I'm afraid that there is more than one evil demon and demon dao. ”

He stretched out his hand and brushed it in front of the king's eyes, asking him to see it himself. Good apprentice, Wang Qi answered, jumped on the roof and built a pergola, and glanced at the city, sure enough, there were some demonic qi mixed in the air.

Wang Jun guessed: "The master asked me to come and see the demonic qi, needless to say, the old father of the uncle was killed by the demons in the city." I just don't know what the master will do?"

He jumped down again, but saw that Xuankong was already sitting cross-legged on the bed, and said, "I have suffered some dark injuries on the road and have not yet healed completely, so I will take a moment to recover my strength." ”

The king received the order and asked, "What should we do with the demons in the city?"

Xuankong closed his eyes and said lightly: "If the old lady of the Wang family invites me to dinner, you can help me push it, and as for the Gu technique on his body, I will naturally try to solve it." ”

Wang Junqi said, "What is Gu Technique?"

Xuankong took out a roll of bamboo slips from his sleeve: "This is the record of Gu art in our Laoshan sect, but the specific method of application is also unknown. "Gu art is a vein in the ancient witch clan, even Wen Zhongwen Taishi himself doesn't know much.

There is no record in the Taoist system that has been handed down.

Just this bamboo slip, or Xuankong completed this article for the Laoshan faction according to a little understanding of his predecessors in his memory. But he didn't know that if it weren't for Xuankong's intervention, he would have let this world slowly evolve by itself.

Hundreds of years later, when a golden silkworm Gu was born, it set off a lot of turmoil.

Of course, there is still no shadow of the matter, Wang Jun took the bamboo slip and returned to the room to study it by himself. Since he apprenticed to Xuankong, Xuankong was not in a hurry to teach him Dao Immortal Arts, but just passed on some kung fu to breathe and nourish qi.

What Wang Jun gained the most was all kinds of hidden anecdotes in the Three Realms.

I don't know where I got my master, and many things are unheard of even in the collection of books in Wang Jun's house. For example, this Gu cultivation technique is quite infiltrating, and only Wang Jun can endure the shivering and look at it.

After reading a roll of bamboo slips, the sun was setting, and the afterglow of the setting sun was projected into the house from the door, paving a layer of golden-red luster on the floor.

"Sure enough, the sunset is infinitely better, but it's just near dusk. ”

Wang Jun stood up and stretched his waist, and with a sigh of admiration, he heard the footsteps of the steward not far away. He hurriedly went out of the house, blocked in front of the steward, and said, "My master has always meditated and practiced qi at this time, so the steward doesn't need to disturb him." ”

The steward said: "The old lady has already set up a banquet to catch the wind, and is about to invite the immortal master and apprentice to the banquet, how is this good?"

Wang Jun smiled: "It's okay, it's okay, I'll go with you, and I'll explain it to the old lady by myself." ”

The steward shook his head and said, "Alas, that's all it takes. Wang Jun apologized for his master and said: "My master has devoted himself to cultivation, and he doesn't know much about the rules of the world, so it's no wonder!" Seeing that the immortal disciples all lowered their postures, what else could the steward say, so he had to leave Xuankong in the room to meditate, and led Wang Jun to the front hall to attend the banquet alone.

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