Xianmen boss is actually my ex-boyfriend

How long have you been ready?

The things that are enshrined to the God of the River are all taken from the outside, and the officials and lords send someone to deliver them. I didn't do much, so why did I prepare for so long?

Lin Xingzhi tapped his back with his backhand, a little hesitant.

Some things were hard to say, so he poured tea for several immortal masters, using his own best tea ingredients that had been stored for many years, and the tea soup was clear.

Yu Ziframe didn't care, he drank casually and put the cup aside.

"What do you need to worship the river god?"

"I originally bought the offerings according to the rules in the city, such as peaches, pears, and braised pig's heads. But the God of the River was not satisfied, so he prepared again."

Cheng Yuzhi also took a cup of tea, sipped it, and blew on the hot water from time to time: "I'm afraid it's not easy to prepare again?"

Lin Xingzhi sighed, and smiled wryly, "Grandpa, the village head, is so sad that his hair is all gray."

But in the end, I still told them: "The God of the River sent an oracle on the altar two days ago, asking for a pair of boys and girls."

Cheng Yunzhi clicked his tongue softly, while Senior Brother Yu frowned in disgust, and said, "When is it, and there is still the custom of virgins?"

Lin Xingzhi: "Everyone doesn't want it, but it's not worth what the God of the River wants."

"I'll take the immortal masters to find the village chief grandpa first."

Lin Xingzhi led the way, and Cheng and Yu got together behind, and just about to conspire in a low voice, they were immediately squeezed away by Fellow Daoist Xiaolu.

Fellow Daoist Xiaolu held a cup of undrinked tea in his hand, and put it to Cheng Yunzhi's mouth: "Are you thirsty?"

Cheng Yunzhi: "No, thank you."

Fellow Daoist Xiaolu persisted: "You have been talking for so long, but I have never drank this cup of tea."

Cheng Yuzhi glanced at him: "I drank a lot just now, and my stomach is almost full. You should drink the tea by yourself, Fellow Daoist Lu."

Yu Ziframe: "Thank you Xiaolu, I happen to be thirsty..."

Fellow Daoist Xiaolu drank his tea with a thud, and turned his head innocently to look over.

Senior Brother Yu walked up to Cheng Yunzhi, and whispered, "You fellow Taoist, are you targeting me?"

Cheng Yunzhi smiled and said: "How could it be. Xiaolu is just a withdrawn character, and he has known me a little longer, so he only recognizes me. After a while, he will also get to know the senior brother."

Yu Ziframe breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good."

Lu Mingxi with a 'reclusive' personality: "..."

The residence arranged for the immortal master in the village is next door to the village head, a house that can barely be called neat and tidy.

The village head is also a white-haired old man over seventy years old. Before they arrived, his beard fell off in handfuls, which showed his worry.

The village head: "It's just in time for the little priest, the fairy masters will come with me?"

Cheng Yunzhi was a little puzzled, this sacrifice is just a sacrifice, how can there be a difference in size?

The village chief said: "Small sacrifices are sacrifices that haven't arrived on an auspicious day. Everyone should offer more offerings to calm the God of the River. When the auspicious day comes, use grand offerings to pray for the God of the River to show his spirit and help us."

Several people followed the village chief to the altar at the back of the village.

Almost half of the village's residents gathered there, big and small, old and young, standing and squatting, all scattered.

The sacrificial altar was built with stone steles in all directions, which looked like a coffin with no lid on it. The Xiangling □□□ was engraved on it.

Half-drawn white smoke floated from behind the tablet of the God of the River, and the offerings were placed in baskets, one in the east and one in the west, leaving a space in the south for people to worship.

Cheng Yuzhi looked over now and could still see the sparks flickering on the incense sticks, the sacrifice was obviously still going on.

It was heard that the God of the River liked virgin boys and girls, so everyone had to bring out their children to worship the God of the River.

The child stepped forward, the sensible one didn't fumble around, he just saluted the memorial tablet, and then came down.

There was no change in the tablets, and even the faces of the people around them became more gray and defeated.

Even Lin Xingzhi's eyes were flickering with fear and sorrow. Cheng Yunzhi pulled him and asked quietly: "Since this place is haunted, why don't you run away along the river?"

Lin Xingzhi said: "Escape, how to escape, there is no way to escape. It is said that Mr. Guan used to be an immortal teacher. He took a mask in his hand and put it on our village, and it was sealed. No one came out again. go."

Cheng Yunzhi immediately understood that this was because he had met someone who was eating and drinking, and let them fend for themselves.

At most, give some supplies, so as not to fall into the mouth.

Yu Ziframe was quite sensitive, and he glanced at him: "Then how did you come out to pick us up?"

Lin Xingzhi shook his head: "It's also a privilege given by the official. Only I can go in and out, and I will also meet for the usual material inventory."

He stuttered lightly: "Because I'm the one who reported to the official."

The arrival of the few of them was too obvious, and it caused a commotion.

No one is wearing such light and bright roads now, and there are snow-white clothes that they dare not even think about or wear.This kind of clothes can't survive on the riverside filled with yellow sand, and it will be dyed immediately.

Cheng Yuzhi and the others simply engraved the words of foreigners on their foreheads.

The village chief came out to greet everyone, including those who were still in front of the sacrificial altar.

He said loudly: "Everyone, these three are the immortal masters who came to solve our village's problems, everyone recognize them, recognize them."

The villagers lined up to come over, and sparsely regarded them as officials and lords far away in the sky.

Bye bye, bye bye, there is no more, silently walked to the side, without much reaction.

There are also people, like the three Lengtouqings I saw at the entrance of the village, who came over with their heads stunned and called out.

"What skills does Master Xian have, use them all?"

"That's right, the last Master Xian didn't know anything, and finally ran away in despair!"

The last one was full of resentment: "After taking so many things from the village, I could go to the city to exchange them for spirit stones, but I didn't do anything. Haikou is so big. People are still dying!"

The village chief quickly stood up and stopped them: "It's you three again, don't work hard, why are you yelling! These fairy masters were invited by the government, and the government will pay for it. It doesn't cost you any money in your pocket."

Only then did he lose his anger, muttering about leaving.

Unexpectedly, he was stopped by the smiling young immortal master behind him.

Cheng Yuzhi folded his hands, and asked him with a pleasant face, "Has there ever been an immortal master here before?"

The three of them looked at each other, wondering what his purpose was when he asked the predecessors at this moment.

Yu Ziframe said: "Ask you. The immortal master who came to accept the task always has certain skills. How could he run away in despair when he couldn't find out anything?"

One of them yelled: "It's true! Why am I lying to you! I can tell at a glance that you guys are here to lie to eat and drink. In fact, you can't even understand human words..."

A vein popped up on Yu Ziframe's forehead.

He said: "Then let me ask you, what did the former immortal master do?"

The village head came out in a hurry to smooth things over, he probably didn't want to see the villagers scumbags arguing with the newly invited fairy teacher in front of the God of the River tablet.

He said: "Come and take a break first, let's talk slowly."

In fact, after calculation, the former immortal master did a lot of things.

He wandered around the village, drew spells, and distributed one to the villagers to stick on the door.

In the middle of the night, fearing that someone would die, they did not sleep and called people out to count their heads.

It also summed up the rules, for example, if the lock at home is relatively new, the chance of being victimized is relatively low, so everyone is called on to change to a new lock.

It's just that it was later discovered that this trick was not very effective, so everyone ignored him, thinking that the fairy master was useless except for eating and drinking.

Later, the immortal master disappeared, probably because he couldn't stand it anymore and ran away by himself.

This bastard named Wang Datao had a grumpy face, once he entered the village chief's house, he just sat on a chair, crossed his legs, and didn't take these fairy masters seriously.

He said: "I live at the west end of the village, there is no one living there, so this strange incident must not happen to me for the time being. If you want to work, hurry up, lest no one dies in this village, and the superior official loses face."

Cheng Yunzhi said: "You are not afraid."

Wang Datao: "I have nothing to be afraid of, haha, I will die as soon as I die. Anyway, I have a life-threatening life, and I haven't done many good things in my life."

Everyone has no idea for the time being, and decided to take a day off first and visit the families of the dead tomorrow.

The three of them tidied up and saluted at the temporary accommodation, Lu Mingxi was still holding the teacup brought from Lin Xingzhi's home, and there was no place to put it.

Cheng Yunzhi comforted him, and it would not be too late to return the cup when we see the cattle-driving boy next time.

Yu Ziframe was still wondering, this brother Yu, who had just been promoted to an inner sect disciple, seemed to have question marks all over his head, wanting to ask everything: "Do you think the former immortal master really ran away?"

Lu Mingxi said flatly; "Not necessarily."

Cheng Yunzhi also felt the same way: "He made so much effort, obviously he wanted to help them, and he doesn't look like he will escape temporarily."

Yu Zi framed: "Then there is definitely something wrong with this mysterious disappearance."

The next day, someone found Wang Datao dead at home.

The dead man's house was surrounded by three floors inside and three floors outside, but no one dared to go in to see the situation, and everyone was restless and out of their minds.

The three gangsters immediately changed into two, and the remaining two were still at the door, stunned.

Cheng Yunzhi had just woken up when he heard the bustle and bustle outside, and such a terrible thing came.

He squinted, lost in thought.

Lu Mingxi took his clothes from the back of the chair, put them on one by one for others, and finally took out a wooden comb without anyone noticing, and combed them from top to bottom.

Yu Ziframe who was facing the bed was dumbfounded.

Brother Yu began to doubt life, and wondered what the relationship between the two opposites was.

Cheng Yuzhi yawned lazily, and wiped away the tears: "What happened..."

Suddenly realized that something was wrong, turned his head, and saw the indifferent and indifferent little face of Fellow Daoist Xiaolu.

Lu Mingxi helped him unravel the summary at the end: "Wang Datao is dead."

Cheng Yunzhi: "Who?"

"That bastard yesterday."

Wang Datao is a well-known gangster in the village. Yesterday, many people saw him talking about the immortal teacher, thinking that the disaster would last for thousands of years, but he disappeared today.

Cheng Yunzhi squeezed through the crowd, opened the door, and a foul-smelling steam came in.

Wang Datao's soulless body fell lightly on the ground, with a big hole in his chest, and nothing inside.

His open eyes also lost their luster, staring straight at the ceiling.

Cheng Yunzhi switched to internal circulation, held his breath, squatted down next to the body, and examined it carefully.

The people next to him didn't find anything new, but he somehow felt familiar.

Cheng Yunzhi said seriously: "I have a bold guess."