Changsheng: I have been in Jiaofang Division for thousands of years

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The sun gradually rose to the mid-heaven, and the guests who stayed overnight finally got up to wash up, bid farewell to the beauty and left Jiaofangsi.

According to the usual practice, the Secretary of the Jiaofang will count every day whether the ladies are open to welcome guests that day.

Today it's Liu Mian's turn to be responsible.

So when it was almost noon, Liu Mian sent his men to go to the residences of the ladies, and asked if there was any lady who was not feeling well today?

If there is, he can also arrange other ladies for the guests in advance.

After all, if a lady who is not feeling well receives a guest, if some matter annoys the distinguished guest, it will be the upper officials of the Jiaofang Division who will be in trouble in the end.

After Liu Mian sent his subordinates out, he went to the residences of the gold medal oirans himself.

After all, those gold medal oirans are all real cash cows, so they should be respected more or less.

After a while, Liu Mian came to the residence of Mrs. Lianxin.

After knocking on the door, a maid opened the door and came out: "Meet Master Liu."

"Well, it's Xiaotao."

Liu Mian said with a smile, "Xiaotao, is Miss Lianxin welcoming guests today?"

"Master Liu, my wife is infected with the wind and cold, and it is inevitable that she will infect the guests. She will not welcome guests these days. I hope Master Liu will forgive me."

"Miss Lianxin has caught a cold, how is it, have you invited a doctor?" Liu Mian looked concerned.

"The doctor has already been here, and told the lady to rest in the house for a while, and don't come out again recently."

"Alright, alright, then let Lianxin take a good rest and recuperate, I will tell the guests."

"Thank you sir."

Xiaotao closed the door and went in.

Liu Mian frowned slightly: "It's strange, the weather hasn't gotten colder yet, why did you suddenly catch a cold?"

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Zhao Mu rushed all the way to the southern border, and it only took him two days to reach Wangjia Village, which is a few months' journey for ordinary people.

The corpses of the villagers in Wangjia Village have long been confiscated by the government.

However, on the ground, there are bloodstains everywhere, showing the tragedy that happened here that day.

Zhao Mu walked into the village, and faintly felt the corpse aura in the village that had begun to fade away.

"Could it be that the people in this village were really killed by zombies?"

He thought for a while and took out the Xuanguang mirror.

I saw him holding a mirror in his left hand, holding a formula in his right hand, pointing at the void in front of him: "Come on."

The fluctuation of mana spread, and the corpse aura pervading all over the village was sucked into the Xuanguang mirror like swallows throwing themselves into the forest.

The next moment, the Xuanguang Mirror flickered with a faint brilliance, and then a scene of a mountain forest appeared on the mirror.

It was a lush forest, and a zombie with white hair all over its body was jumping in the jungle.

It is fast and quite flexible. If you don't look carefully, you can easily mistake it for a white ape.

Chapter 142 Is it so direct?

"White hair all over his body, it turned out to be a white head."

Zhao Mu muttered.

White stiffness is not high in the ranks of zombies.

Ordinary white stiffs, those with weaker strength are roughly equivalent to immortal cultivators of the fifth and sixth ranks of the Life Spring Realm.

If it is an older white stiff, it is possible to reach the eighth or ninth rank of the Life Spring Realm.

Of course, this is just an ordinary white stiff.

If it is those special white stiffs, such as bred in the land of nine yin, or the white stiffs deliberately refined by some people, then the strength cannot be determined.

Some strengths are likely to reach the eleventh or second rank of the Fate Spring Realm, and even comparable to the immortal cultivators of the Fate Wheel Realm.

"I don't know if this white stiff has anything to do with that demon monk Song Xie?"

Zhao Mu put away the Xuanguang mirror, quickly left Wangjiacun, and rushed to the place where Bai Jiang was.

Wumeng Mountain is a famous mountain in southern Xinjiang.

It is said that when the Five Poison Sect dominated southern Xinjiang in the early years, it once set up a branch on Wumeng Mountain.

It's just that after the Great Jin Dynasty captured southern Xinjiang, the Five Poison Sect was almost destroyed, and the branch here naturally fell into disuse early on.

At the foot of Wumeng Mountain today, there is only one Wumeng Village left.

This Wumeng Village is said to be the branch of the Five Poison Sect at the beginning, and some of them quit the religion to establish it, and it has been multiplied to this day.

In today's Wumeng Village, most of them belong to the same family, and the family's surname is Wumeng.

Apart from the Wumeng family, there are also quite a few people with other surnames who moved here for various reasons in the village.

On the whole, the current population of Wumeng Village is estimated to be three to four thousand, which can be regarded as a large village.

Zhao Mu, dressed in Taoist robes, walked to the entrance of the village with his fly whisk, and was immediately greeted by villagers.

"Master Dao, are you also here to earn a reward?" the villagers asked.

"A reward? What reward?" Zhao Mu was taken aback.

"You don't know?"

The villagers explained: "That's how it is. Recently, some of our villagers found traces of suspected zombies on Wumeng Mountain. In order to protect the safety of the villagers, the village chief issued a reward to invite immortal cultivators to come and subdue the zombies."

"Just now, three immortal cultivators have come to the village. I saw that you were wearing a Taoist robe, and I thought you were also here to earn a reward."

The villagers looked at Zhao Mu: "Master Daoist, you seem to be a master of Taoism at first glance, you have come anyway, why don't you help us subdue the zombies, otherwise everyone will not dare to enter Wumeng Mountain."

"Hehe, all right, the poor man will go meet that zombie."

Zhao Mu said along the way.

"Okay, you and I can go to the village chief's house first. The three immortal cultivators who came first are also there. You can discuss how to deal with that zombie."

The villagers were very enthusiastic, and brought Zhao Mu to the village chief's house in a short while.

This is a secluded courtyard with a very good environment. There are flowers, plants and trees in the courtyard, which looks full of vitality.

At this time, there were four people sitting in the front hall of the yard.

Sitting on the main seat was a gray-haired old man, who looked young but energetic, he should be the village head of Wumeng Village.

And on the chairs on both sides of the village chief, sat three people whose clothes did not match the village.

The first person was a monk who looked to be in his 30s and was wearing a gorgeous cassock.

The cassock was inlaid with many precious stones, which reflected light when it moved casually, and it seemed to be able to brighten and blind people's eyes, which was very flamboyant.

The second person is a young scholar with a folding fan in his hand. He looks handsome and suave. He belongs to the type that girls like.

The third person is a 25-year-old woman.

The woman was full of coquettishness, every move seemed to be on a hook, and a man couldn't move away after seeing her.

"Village chief, this Taoist chief is also here to subdue zombies." The villager pointed to Zhao Mu and said.

"Really? Daoist, please sit down quickly. When you masters come, the old man's heart will be at ease."

The village chief said enthusiastically, calling Zhao Mu to sit down, and introduced the three immortal cultivators to Zhao Mu.

"Master Dao, these three are here to subdue zombies just like you."

"This is Zen Master Puzhi, this is Mr. Ruan Lingfeng, and this is Ms. Yu Jinhua Yu, I don't know how to call him?"

"Poverty Taoist Xuan Chengzi, I have met you all." Zhao Mu cupped his hands.

"Hehehe, what a handsome young man."

Yu Jinhua's charming eyes fixed on Zhao Mu's body firmly: "Little brother, what cultivation level are you? Do you know how dangerous zombies are? If one is not good, you will die?"

At the same time, Zen Master Puzhi and Ruan Lingfeng looked over coldly.

Their eyes were full of hostility, and they seemed to regard Zhao Mu as an opponent who came to grab their bounty.

"A poor cultivation base is not worth mentioning."

Zhao Mu smiled slightly: "Actually, Pindao just passed by here. Hearing that there are zombies infesting Wumeng Mountain, I was curious, so I came to see it."

"What, you mean, you didn't come here to earn a bounty?"

Ruan Lingfeng looked over coldly.

"Of course not. There are three of them here. They are mere zombies. There is no chance for mediocrity to make a move."

Zhao Mu still smiled and said, "It's just that when the three make a move, please allow me to watch from the side, so that I can learn more."

Zhao Mu kept his posture very low.

Because he knew very well that there should not only be zombies on the mountain, but the demonic monk Song Xie might also be there.

It is obviously a good choice to have three cannon fodders to explore the way ahead without knowing the specific situation.

That night, the four of them did not go directly up the mountain to look for zombies.

Instead, at the suggestion of Zen Master Puzhi, he stayed in Wumeng Village for one night to recharge his batteries and go up the mountain tomorrow.

night.

Zhao Mu lay alone on the bed, resting with his eyes closed.

when!when!when!

Suddenly there was a slight knock on the door, and then a charming and pleasant woman's voice rang out: "Little brother, are you asleep?"

"It's Miss Yu, what's the matter?"

"I want to discuss with you about going up the mountain to catch zombies tomorrow."

"alright, please wait."

Zhao Mu stood up and opened the door, and saw Yu Jinhua standing at the door with watery eyes, what he said was eyes.

Yu Jinhua swayed into the door and sat down on the bed.

She patted her side, licked her lips and said, "Little brother, come and sit down, I have something nice to tell you."

"Hehe, let's put it this way, I'm afraid you'll eat me when I sit over." Zhao Mu laughed a little bit.

"Hateful, how can you say that to a girl."

Yu Jinhua said coquettishly: "Little brother, I feel that your aura is not strong, and your cultivation should not have stepped into the realm of life. When you catch zombies tomorrow, do you want my sister to protect you?"

"Of course it's good to have someone to protect you, but I don't know what Miss Yu wants from me?"

"Hehehe, it's nothing."

Yu Jinhua laughed tremblingly: "He cultivates the Dao of Yin and Yang, and I like you handsome little brothers the most. How about this, you and I will go to Paradise tonight, and sister will protect you tomorrow, how about it?"

Zhao Mu frowned: "Is it so straightforward?"

Chapter 143 The Art of Enchanting Spirits

"We are all immortal cultivators, not ordinary people. What's the point of being coy?"

Yu Jinhua's tender body leaned back slightly, with her hands resting on the bed behind her, her beautiful eyes were almost dripping water.

"How about it, little brother, do you want to practice Yin-Yang Dao with others?"

"You have to seize the opportunity. The Yin-Yang Dao is beneficial to both parties. Maybe after one night, you will break through to the realm of life."

With a soft voice lingering in the room, Zhao Mu walked to the bed step by step.

"Hehehe, you are acquainted!"

Yu Jinhua thought he agreed, she smiled coquettishly and wanted to pounce on him.