City Primordial Witch King

Chapter 345 The Bell Rings
Wei Xiao covered his mouth, trying not to laugh out loud, but the way he shrugged his shoulders had already betrayed him. This feeling of wanting to laugh but holding back seemed even more ironic.

Aunt Meng didn't have the slightest scruples. She was really taken aback by Yuan Ye's actions at the beginning. When she found that the other party threw herself on his broom and stained it with a lot of black things, she couldn't help laughing. .

"Hohohoho... It's true to say that you are sick. I haven't seen anyone add shit like this." She covered her mouth and pointed at Yuan Ye mercilessly.

Aunt Meng's ridicule was no less than adding fuel to the fire, and it happened on a lively street, surrounded by many people watching the lively market. After hearing what Aunt Meng said, they all turned their heads curiously, pointing, It seems to be playing a monkey show.

However, Yuan Ye couldn't care less about paying back to Aunt Meng. He could only stare at Wei Xiao motionlessly, and he didn't even dare to blink his eyes, let alone lower his head to wipe his face.

As a person who can hold a bronze bell with one hand, Yuan Ye himself is extremely powerful. Even if he was unprepared at the time, he couldn't be easily knocked aside by an ordinary person.

"This person must be extraordinary!" Yuan Ye shouted in his heart, but he dared not say that he was born.

He took two steps back slowly, but kept staring at Wei Xiao. When he returned to the bronze bell and touched the bronze bell with his hands, he finally felt relieved. With the bronze bell at least he could remain invincible land.

"Dare to be a fellow Taoist?" Yuan Ye asked respectfully, clasping his hands together.

The term "Daoyou" is generally used by Taoist priests to call each other. Today's comprehension world also inherits this name. Yuan also calls Wei Xiao a Daoyou, so he naturally thinks that he is also a cultivator.

Wei smiled to understand what he meant, shook his head slowly, stretched out two fingers, and said: "First, I am not your fellow Taoist; second, you'd better explain clearly about your visit today! "

Yuan Ye's face changed, and the anger in his heart burst out again, but he knew the situation in front of him well, so he could only suppress it with all his strength.

"Fellow Daoist was joking. I just saw that there was a patient in their family and wanted to come over to help treat the illness. How could there be anything unspeakable?" Yuan Ye argued.

Yuan Ye didn't know Wei Xiao's specific strength at this time, and only thought that he was unfathomable, so he showed timidity and lied a lot.

Wei Xiao pouted his lips, the other party thought he was a cultivator, and wanted to call a fellow Taoist to get close, but he had no choice.

However, regarding the matter of bringing the bell to the door, can it be fooled by just a few words?

With a solemn face, he said seriously: "If you want to know my name, according to the rules, you should at least report your family name first, right? Besides, how did you know that there is a sick person in his family, and how can you be sure that you can cure it? "

Wei Xiao muttered to himself: Could it be that you caused this disease?
His questions immediately stumped Yuan Ye.

As the saying goes: if you make up a lie, you need a thousand lies to cover it up.

Yuan Ye just said some nonsense just now, but was chased by Wei Xiao and pressed for questioning. He couldn't think of any good reason to explain it, especially the question of identity.

It doesn't matter that he is the heir of Mr. Hong, the key is that the identity of the remnants of the Yuan family should not be exposed, and must be well hidden to avoid being known by anyone, otherwise he may face the danger of exterminating the family again.

"I……"

Yuan Ye was about to make up an identity at random, but as soon as the words came out of his mouth, he suddenly felt a little uneasy.

Since the other party is also a person from the cultivation world, he must know a lot about the cultivation world. If he randomly makes up an identity, it may arouse even greater suspicion. Why not use a trick to confuse the other party with a true or false identity.

"I am the descendant of Mr. Hong, and my name is Yuan Ye! As for how to know that there is a patient, I have said before that it is just through the technique of looking at the qi." Yuan Ye said calmly.

"Mr. Hong?" Wei Xiao asked with question marks all over his forehead.

He had never heard of this name before, and he didn't know where it came from.But the other party said so proudly, presumably he is a great casual cultivator, and this Yuan Ye, as his successor, doesn't look weak.

Wei Xiao thought about it in his heart, and he admitted this identity.

However, he is still skeptical about the statement about the art of hope.

"Then how do you plan to treat it? Don't tell me that you have already figured it out before you meet anyone. If you dare to lie to me, you will look good!" Wei Xiao said displeased.

"The opportunity is here!" Yuan also shouted in his heart.

Wei Xiao's question just happened to ask what Yuan Ye most hoped for, and he suddenly laughed out loud, saying, "Hahaha, fellow daoist, don't you underestimate me too?"

As he spoke, he wiped the stains on his face with his sleeve, his face was solemn, his palms were facing each other, and then he muttered something, as if he was about to cast a spell.

Regarding Yu Yulan's illness, this is what Yuan Ye wanted to show off the most. Originally, he wanted to use this method to frighten Li Tianqing's family, and then took her away under the pretext of treating her illness.

However, he did not expect that this plan would be ruined by the unreasonable Aunt Meng.

Fortunately, after the twists and turns, it was brought up again by this unknown ignorant.

Just as he was thinking, Yuan also looked at Wei Xiao contemptuously, saying "thank you" countless times in his heart.

"Thank you for helping me get round again, haha!" Yuan Ye felt happy just thinking about it.

While chanting incomprehensible spells, he secretly laughed in his heart. After a long time, he opened his hands suddenly and slapped the copper bell.

"Boom!"

A distant and long bell, like a call from ancient times, rang on the bustling street. All sounds were suppressed for a while, and only this majestic and desolate bell remained on the huge long street.

The people around who had been watching the excitement also stopped talking, and they all looked at Yuan Ye in a daze. I got drunk and went in.

Aunt Meng was dumbfounded.

Although she is a very powerful middle-aged woman, she is a typical knife-mouthed bean curd heart. She usually speaks ruthlessly, but she is very consultative, and occasionally goes to the dilapidated Wuyu Temple to burn incense and worship Buddha.

The sound of the bell seemed to enlighten her, washing away her past sins and allowing her to see herself clearly.

After listening to it, she even immediately had the idea of ​​letting go of everything and converting to Buddhism.

Wei Xiao is not feeling well at this time.

There were too many bewildering voices in this bell, if he hadn't been on guard in his heart, he might have fallen for it.

After all, the other party was trying his best, and he didn't do anything to stop him.

He gritted his teeth with pain on his face, and silently recited some classic lines from the "Witch Canon" in his heart, using the millennium-old heritage of the Wu Clan to counter the ancient bells that confuse people's minds.

(End of this chapter)