Villain Boss Raiders [Transmigration Book]

Shopkeeper Lao Wang didn't know what conversation He Yan had in the accountant's room. In short, the other party accepted the two of them to stay, but before entering the door, he made another request.

Yan Accountant approached Meng Cang, saw all the patterns on his clothing, and said, "Can you draw talismans?"

Meng Cang lowered his head, took the palm of his hand, drew a few lines in the air, and turned it into a rune driving the Gale Wind Curse: "This?"

The accountant Yan shook his head: "No, it's the peace talisman drawn by the monk. It's written on big red paper and black with a brush. It's weird and weird. It can be pasted on the door or hidden in your pocket. It's the most effective way to avoid disasters."

"Hahaha", before Meng Cang could speak, the old shopkeeper Wang burst into laughter: "Old Yan, the older you get, the more confused you become. Do you believe in the things drawn by monks? Don't you?" Did you spend a lot of money to buy it?"

The old accountant Yan blushed, and didn't mention the fact that he and the neighbor next door were grabbing for the spell, and turned to give him a sideways look, with all the whites of his eyes turned, very contemptuous of his ignorant temper:

"That's not an ordinary monk. If it doesn't work, no one will believe it."

After all, he looked at Meng Cang with a look of anticipation.

The latter replied honestly: "I don't know how to draw."

The disappointment of the Yan accountant contained some expected emotions: "Oh, this is indeed not something that everyone can do. It's a pity that the monk insisted on moving into Jinque Mountain, saying that it is the most suitable place for cultivation, so we dare not go there. Go and ask for the talisman again, that Jinque Mountain is not a place where people can stay."

Canary Mountain.

As soon as these three words appeared, Meng Cang's eyes lit up, and in an instant, he retreated again.

He wiped his lips and smiled, and said, "May I let you take a look at the talisman?"

The accountant Yan waved his hand: "How can I show you such precious and rare items in the same place? They are all hidden in a locked drawer in the boudoir of our shopkeeper. Who can find them except her..."

Shopkeeper Wang added in a timely manner: "Shopkeeper Liu is a hero among girls...not only beautiful, but also very beautiful."

After hearing this, Meng Cang raised his legs and walked out of Fengyue Tower backwards. His spiritual consciousness spread all over the street. After searching for a while, he came back again soon.

The accountant Yan glanced at the sky: "Come in, I'll arrange a room for you two."

Shopkeeper Wang interrupted him: "Then my buddies...and my family Sasha..."

Yan Accountant continued to roll his eyes: "Chai Fang, sleep with you, is it okay? If it's not right, you hurry up and leave with the tofu!"

Despite the humiliation, I still have to sleep.

The three walked around the stage in front of them, came to the guest room, and made the bed.

At special times, there are only a few young masters who are rich and free and not afraid of death. At midnight, the people around the stage have almost dispersed. The old shopkeeper Wang couldn't sleep, so he dragged Meng Cang to Yan's accountant to inquire about things.

"Old Yan, we have known each other for a long time, and I have never mixed water in the tofu for you. Can you tell me now what happened in the city?"

The accountant Yan lit another candle on the long table, and the faces of the three of them were flushed red by the two candles. Then he sat down and said to him with a bitter face:

"In a word, the flood rushed into the Dragon King Temple..."

Old shopkeeper Wang patted the table: "Your city lord's wives and concubines are fighting again? It's a disaster for you? This is too outrageous. A majestic city lord even posted a notice to solve his own family affairs. If it were me..."

Before he finished speaking, he glanced at the indifferent and foolish expressions of the other two, and slowly lowered his voice: "If it were me... I would definitely wait for my wife to die before taking a concubine..."

Meng Cang sat upright: "Go on."

Seeing that the atmosphere was completely ruined by someone, the accountant Yan couldn't help cursing: "You are as good as you are when you are the city lord? The next sentence, it is the flood that rushed to the Dragon King Temple, and the Dragon King asked someone for something!"

He started from the beginning:

"There was a heavy rain at the beginning of the year, and it was fast and hard to stop. Haijiao City was originally facing the sea, and disturbances in the sea were inevitable. The whole city was flooded for a few days, and then the sky finally stopped... But not long after, the city lord's mansion The big locust tree in the center was split in half by the thunder, and a young boy descended from the sky, and issued an ultimatum to the city lord's mansion, saying that the dragon clan in the sea lost the magic weapon, and it was stolen by the treacherous people in the city. If you don't return it quickly , and Haijiao City was flooded half a year later. During these six months, only entry is allowed, and no exit is allowed. If anyone dares to go out, disaster will come down."

Old shopkeeper Wang was dumbfounded: "There is no news about such a big matter..."

The accountant Yan was in a hurry: "The rumors are everywhere, you deaf people don't listen to it, but you still come, what can you do?"

Meng Cang said: "There are many powerful people in the world, and the dragon clan in the sea is indeed domineering, but I have never heard of such a thing...or, there is a method."

Yan Zhangfang said: "Maybe you haven't seen it. Everyone didn't believe it at the beginning. They wanted to hand over some magic weapon for no reason. There are so many mortals in the city. How can they be handed over? Even if it is replaced, there is none. They all want to go out of the city. We can't afford to offend, we can always hide... Who knew that those who went out of the city would come back one after another, and all of them died tragically within half a year... Then everyone believed that what the young man said was true."

Old shopkeeper Wang's legs were half weak, and he collapsed beside the chair: "This dragon clan is too bullying, with such a vicious heart."

The accountant Yan hurriedly covered his mouth: "Are you crazy? What if those inhumans hear about you, take you first, and throw you into the sea to feed the fish?"

Old shopkeeper Wang shut his mouth quickly, and signaled the other two with his eyes: Damn, why is the lunatic so perverted?

Meng Cang didn't look at him, but instead asked, "Who are the dead?"

Yan accountant couldn't figure it out, but he said roughly: "There are more business travelers, and there are a few servants who fled with the master."

Meng Cang: "Be more careful."

Yan accountant: "Speak carefully, they are the people from Lu's Bank and Fangjiabuzhuang. These two are in-laws. They went out of the city together, came back together, and were exterminated together."

Hearing this, Meng Cang lowered his eyes and asked the last question:

"Golden Bird Mountain, how to get there?"

"Are you going to Canary Mountain?"

"Why are you going to Canary Mountain?"

Two voices sounded simultaneously.

The old shopkeeper Wang wanted to hug the young man in white: "You can't go, you go, what if I am caught by the monster dragon and fed to the fish?"

Yan Accountant flinched in horror:

"You can't go to Jinque Mountain... At the foot of the mountain is the old house of Lu Fang's family. It's spooky and gloomy now. That's all. There is another family on the mountain. It is said that many people died, only a few A servant girl and the mistress Xiaoer, the child was sickly at a young age, and was born a fool... But just a few months ago, the fool suddenly stopped being stupid, and he was good-looking. Many people suspect that they are possessed by ghosts, or they were sent by Haili to fight in the front to frighten the people in the city... Those who died were all sucked away by children..."

Meng Cang looked at Old Shopkeeper Wang, his voice was calm and powerful, and no one could doubt the authenticity of what he said: "I'm not afraid of ghosts."

This time, Yan Zhangfang looked at Meng Cang with the eyes of a fool: "Is this a matter of being afraid of ghosts? Well, you don't believe in evil, and the old man can't help it. The purpose of the city lord to post the notice is to solve the problem of Jinqueshan first. Strange thing, that ghost, how many strange people and strangers came here who thought they could handle it, but they all returned and were humiliated before they were thrown down. So many people went, only the monk stayed on the mountain intact, but It's hard to say whether I've been bewitched by ghosts or not now."

Meng Cang smiled: "Thank you sir for what you said tonight." As he spoke, he pushed an unburned candle on the table over and made a "please" gesture.

The accountant Yan picked up the candle, with an unsatisfactory expression on his face, dragged his shoes, and went back to the backyard to rest.

Shopkeeper Wang yawned and picked up the remaining candle.

The candle, which had been used all night, was already shorter than the other one, and the candle oil dripped down, scalding the hands, and Old Shopkeeper Wang shouted "Ah Yah" and threw the candle away.

The red candle fell to the ground and rolled twice, the flame disappeared into ashes, dirtying the wooden planks all over the floor.

The culprit bent down very guilty, wiped it with his sleeve, and then touched the handrail upstairs in the instantly darkened room.

"Ceng", a flame suddenly lit up from behind him.

The old shopkeeper Wang was startled, turned around and found that it was the fingertip flame ignited by the little Taoist priest in white.

There are small clusters of flames, like a blooming lotus flower in water, and the lotus leaves are circled, exhaling halos outward.

"Let's go."

Meng Cang, a young Taoist priest in white, said calmly, and stepped on the wooden steps.

Shopkeeper Wang was taken aback for a moment, then stepped on the light and shadow on the ground and walked to his room step by step.

It's time to separate.

"At night, you can use this lighting."

Hearing this sound, shopkeeper Lao Wang withdrew his hand that had locked the door as if getting an electric shock, and turned to look at the little Taoist priest in white.

At some point, the other party used magic to transform another bamboo lamp frame, put the small cluster of lotus-shaped flames into it, made a small lotus lamp, and handed it over.

The old shopkeeper Wang was stunned for a while, and he was in a daze for a long time. After a while, he finally realized, caught the lotus lantern, lowered his head and murmured in a mosquito voice: "Did you give this lotus lantern to everyone... You treat everyone like this." good……"

A look of confusion appeared on Meng Cang's face, but it disappeared quickly. He said, "Only give to those who are destined."

Shopkeeper Lao Wang raised his head, and then laughed out loud: "It seems that I am your predestined relationship."

Meng Cang thought to himself, that is indeed the case, then there is no need to lie, nodded and said: "You are my predestined relationship."

Old shopkeeper Wang took the opportunity to ask: "Then, what is a predestined person?"

Meng Cang tilted his head, and leaned against the door of his guest room in a rare and easy manner, leaned sideways, and said with a smile, "Yes, I want to send it off, so I will."

"so?"

"I only sent you off, so far, the only person I'm destined for is you."

Old shopkeeper Wang buried his head and laughed out loud: "Meng Gao, you look like this tonight, I am so moved by old Wang, you really don't want to get married? My daughter is really beautiful... not worse than shopkeeper Liu a bit……"

Meng Cang said blankly, "I don't like foxes."

"fox?"

"The place where the fox spirit is the strongest here is in the shopkeeper Liu's room that you and Yan Zhangfang talked about."

Old shopkeeper Wang was shocked, and patted his chest in fear again: "Fortunately, I don't like her seductive and alluring appearance. If I can't hold it... don't you want to die?"

"She should have meant no harm."

Meng Cang left this sentence and pushed open the door to enter.

"Stay here." Old shopkeeper Wang approached with a shy face, and asked, "What kind of animal do you like?"

Meng Cang: "All living beings are equal."

"so?"

"None of them."

Meng Cang wanted to close the door, but was pushed away by the shopkeeper Wang: "Wait, what do you think, cat?"

Meng Cang: "What do you think, I will do."

Shopkeeper Wang: "Really? I really like cats, and I have a bunch of cats at home, especially the plump, bright-colored ones...such as golden."

Meng Cang: "...you seem to be describing your breakfast tomorrow morning."

Shopkeeper Wang: "Haha, I'm reluctant to eat it, don't worry about eating me, it's good."