Taoist Master, Stop Fighting. The Heavenly Path Is Almost Destroyed

Chapter 99 Secret talk, ghost-faced insect, good impression, respect me like a god.

This mansion is located in Nancheng.

There is a plaque for Ting Yu Xuan.

The courtyard is deep and decorated with carved beams and painted buildings.

There are two white jade lions placed at the door, which is extremely luxurious.

At this time, a skinny old man was sitting on each of the three Taishi chairs in the room.

A beauty wearing embroidered shoes and holding a red paper umbrella flat on her knees.

A scary big man with a bald head, bare upper body, and silver fist claws made of unknown metal in his hands. His whole body was covered in muscles, and two slender blood-colored fangs protruded from his mouth.

The brazier in the room made the shadows of the three people twist and dance on the wall.

"Fellow Daoist Zhao, stop howling. You are a master of Yinshan Mansion. The dead Black Saburo has always been at odds with you. Now that he is dead, he is dead. Why should you be so angry?" The one who spoke was the skinny old man sitting in the first place. He was weak and looked like he was about to die in his twilight years.

But no one here, including the red umbrella girl and the terrifying corpse king, dared to look down upon this bad old man.

This can be seen from the fact that he is sitting on top of the two of them.

He is the Huangquan Sect—Master Jiyin.

As soon as he opened his mouth, the fellow Daoist Zhao in his mouth, the terrifying corpse king with a violent aura, immediately stopped roaring and listened.

At this time, the beauty in palace clothes who was sitting beside her with a peaceful expression couldn't help but sneer: "My friends who are extremely vaginal don't know that Black Flame Corpse Hei Sanlang is at odds with King Zhao Shi, but he and Hei Sanlang's wife Hu Erniang are not at odds with each other. It’s tough to deal with it.”

"If an old lover is beaten to death, he must not be furious."

As soon as he heard the words of the beauty in palace attire, Zhao Corpse King cast his eyes violently at the red-clothed umbrella girl, stared up and down her curvy figure with a pair of big copper bell-like eyes, and finally stopped at her fair and beautiful figure. At the neck.

Seeing the murderous look in Zhao Corpse King's eyes, the beauty in palace clothes felt happy and not afraid.

Her chest was straightened out, her slender legs were crossed and she sat with her toes straightened. A short section of embroidered white stockings as thin as cicada wings was exposed on the embroidered shoes.

He licked his blood-red lips and smiled so much that his flowers trembled: "It doesn't matter if my second wife is dead. Why don't the King of Corpses come to the slave's room tonight to have a talk? I will ensure that you are as romantic and happy as you are in the clouds~"

"If the Corpse King can't forget his old love and is in a mood for elegance, it's okay to ask the servant to wear Hu Erniang's clothes to cheer him up."

Zhao Corpse King's heart skipped a beat, then he thought about the rumor about the red umbrella girl, and his eyes regained their clarity. He cursed in his heart for "roasted chicken" and said in a loud voice:

"Anyway, our Yinshan Mansion has lost two generals now, but you Huangquan Sect and Hongfang only lost some small fish and shrimps. Of course you can stand and make sarcastic remarks."

"The new Niubi hired by the Zhen'an Department now obviously has some powerful eye skills, and his body training skills are even more astonishing.

Moreover, this person is like a crazy person. Even some of the secret agents we planted in the city have been caught and imprisoned by him. If this continues, the progress of our blood sacrifice plan will be greatly hindered.

Now whether we should fight or make peace, whether we should join forces to eliminate him or avoid the Nancheng where he is guarding, we still have to come up with a charter tonight. "

Master Ji Yin glanced sideways and stopped the red-clothed umbrella girl who was still trying to tease King Zhao. He said, "Umbrella girl, what do you think?"

Seeing Master Ji Yin's words, the umbrella girl restrained her wanton expression and said seriously: "It is unwise to act recklessly regarding the blood sacrifice. After all, Longjiang Prefecture is the home ground of Zhen'an Division. It is like the previous attack by Yinshan Prefecture. The risk is huge.”

"The current plan can only be wise."

"How to outsmart me? Umbrella Girl may tell you, but if this success is successful, the three major forces of you and me will definitely share more of Umbrella Girl's share of rewards when we discuss merits."

After hearing what Master Ji Yin said, the umbrella girl showed a satisfied smile. She took out a small wooden box from her chest with a smile and opened it.

Inside was a large insect that was constantly squirming and spitting out pink meatballs the size of soybeans.

The strange thing is that the head of this big bug actually has human-like facial features, with eyes, nose, and mouth.

It turned its head and showed an anthropomorphic smile to everyone, and as it opened and closed its mouth, it actually uttered human words: "The demon insect has met three fellow Taoists. Forgive me that I am now sealed by the secret method and cannot greet you."

When he saw this big pink insect, which was not much bigger than a silkworm baby, Master Jiyin, who had never changed his expression even when the mountain collapsed, couldn't help but change his expression. He stood up suddenly and exclaimed: "Ghost-faced insect?"

"Could it be that Lady Butterfly of Hongfang is here too?"

What frightened him was not the Ghost-Faced Insect. Although the Ghost-Faced Insect was difficult to deal with, with his cultivation level, it was not impossible to kill it with some effort.

What surprised him was the master behind the Ji-faced Insect.

The name of a person, the shadow of a tree, Madam Butterfly is comparable to a great figure in the realm of refining gods and fighting against emptiness, and a master in the realm of real people.

It seems that Hongfang has really worked hard this time for Taoist Evil Dragon's legacy.

For a moment, Master Jiyin had many thoughts, his expression was dark and unclear, and no one knew what he was thinking.

The ghost-faced insect said: "Yes, the master has indeed arrived outside the city, but he is unable to enter the city due to some reasons."

"Since the Taoist friends from Hongfang have made a plan, we will wait for the good news." Master Jiyin and King Zhao Corpse said in unison, both of them had gloomy eyes at this time.

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On the second day, the sun was shining brightly, and its brilliance spread across the earth, covering Longjiang Mansion with a golden veil.

The hawking sounds began one after another on the street.

No matter how serious the evil spirits are, as long as there are no deaths in large numbers, the people will not be overly panicked and unable to retreat.

Food always has to be just right. People don’t have much savings in their hands to make a living, and most of them are people who stop talking.

Working until death is the norm in ordinary people's lives.

Those unlucky people who died in various accidents became the talk of the people who survived.

Is this a kind of... joy in suffering? Or rather numb.

Ordinary people who do not have power can only passively face the judgment of fate.

The current people of Longjiang Mansion are even more like this.

Every day when I open my eyes, I feel a burst of joy.

Damn, it feels good to live another day!

Today's Longjiang Fu Nancheng District is even more like this, with a dense flow of people.

All of this is due to Yi Chen's efforts in plowing the courtyard and sweeping holes yesterday.

Under his policy of everyone having to pass the test and report each other, yesterday afternoon he found three more evil spirits and once again recorded thirty crimson dots.

This is a person who works hard and God will not let him down.

By bullying the weak, a total of eighty crimson points were recorded yesterday.

This made him even more energetic. Early this morning, he came out with a bunch of people to clean the streets.

"Taoist Priest, let's have some steamed buns. Try the freshly baked steamed buns."

"Taoist Priest, come and eat some dates. I just beat them. They are still fresh."

"Taoist Master, thank you for your hard work. Please bring a roast chicken to eat. Our Panji Roast Chicken Shop is a century-old restaurant in Longjiang Prefecture. It is one of the best roast chickens in Longjiang Prefecture!"

Not long after he came out, Yi Chen followed the crowd and received warm hospitality from the people on the street.

He was so enthusiastic that Yi Chen was stunned.

They didn’t even need to say hello. Someone was there to maintain order and queue up for everyone to pass.

Wherever he went, the people there rushed to give him gifts. They might not be very precious, just ordinary food and eggs, but they were all kind and had pure eyes like college students.

This time, Daoist Yi, who had always had a flexible moral bottom line, was silenced.

Maybe this is the people. As long as you treat them a little better, they will appreciate your kindness.

If you treat them better, they can even put you on the altar.

When he first took over the job of guarding Nancheng District, Yi Chen's motives were not simple. He was an opportunist. His first consideration was not morality, but risk and return. Therefore, he spent a whole day wandering around Nancheng District yesterday. , plowed over and over again.

And his methods were extremely rough.

Those in the crowd who liked to spread rumors in a rhythm were caught by him and sent to prison.

There must be some who are innocent but like to gossip.

However, he didn't have the time to identify each one of them, so he simply arrested them all together.

Now the prison in Nancheng is overcrowded.

So crowded that I can sleep standing up….

In prison.

If you don't make trouble and are obedient, you can still eat three fist-sized potatoes a day.

make trouble? Then you Barbie Q, you can eat at least three potato-sized fists a day...

It can be said that except for the cover, Yi Chen's method did not violate the Geneva Convention, and every other article basically violated the previous Geneva Convention...

It was even worse for some scoundrels who cheated, acted uncooperatively, had little respect for him, Taoist Master Yi, and had a bad reputation in the neighborhood, so he dismissed them easily.

At first glance, this kind of evil force is the peripheral force of Huangquan Sect, suitable for being sent outside the city to mine or gather together to grow potatoes.

His work was so rough that he looked like a failed Austrian art student, but that still didn't stop the people of Nancheng from respecting him like a god.

Because he really made people from the underworld sect, Hongfang, Yinshan Mansion and other demonic and evil forces numb.

The entire Nancheng is like a meat grinder under Yi Chen's organization. If they act slightly abnormally, they will fall into the sea of ​​​​the people. If they behave abnormally, report them, and then a high-ranking man will plow over with their troubles. .

This Gao Daodao man was like a dog. He didn't even know where he would go next, and his speed was extremely fast. The demons and ghosts hanging around in Nancheng District felt so mentally stressed that they didn't dare to brush KPI in Nancheng District.

With the encouragement of the crimson dot, Yi Chen's subjective initiative was fully exerted to the fullest extent.

"Taoist priest, I'll give you some eggs." A little girl ran over with her bare little feet holding up half an uneaten egg.

Yi Chen sighed helplessly, picked up the little girl and handed it to her mother. He also handed the two bunches of candied haws to the little girl that others had given him.

For some reason, facing the Taoist Priest who dared to strike and punch any monster no matter how cruel he was, and facing the burning gazes of many people today, he suddenly felt a sting in his eyes.

He felt unworthy of the admiration.

But he soon adjusted his mentality.

His chest puffed out.

I'm worth it!

Discuss the traces regardless of the heart~

At worst, I just need to be a little more serious.

Do your best and obey fate.

He raised his head and looked at the blue sky, but his brows furrowed slightly.

He felt an illusion that the storm was coming.

At this time, Yi Chen's heart was not as optimistic as the sky. He felt that after the blue sky and white clouds, dark clouds were about to come.

Dark clouds are threatening to destroy the city!