The fairy is fierce

Four days later, Yangshan.

As soon as the winter months arrive, the wind and snow in the North seem to be endless, varying in size from big to small, and almost never stop.

On the official road in the outskirts of Yangcheng, four horses marched along the frozen Zhuohe River to Yanjiazhuang at the foot of Yangshan Mountain.

The further Zuo Lingquan walked toward Yangshan, the more nervous he could find the people in the prefecture and county. Although the madness was not transmitted from person to person, the doors of every house were still closed, and no outsiders could be seen. There were unknown yellow paper talismans posted on the doors, and even worse. The dog's blood was splashed directly, there were no barking dogs in the wild, and there were not many good dogs, which ruined the disaster.

When we arrived near the villa, we could no longer see the nearby villagers. They were all avoiding the Yan family as if they were hiding from the plague. However, there were many outsiders in the Yan family villa.

Zuo Lingquan walked along the avenue outside the villa and saw many Taoist priests and swordsmen who looked like "immortal spirits". They were squatting on the roadside studying earth, wood, sand and gravel. They were shivering in the snow and freezing, and they would run back from time to time. Warm yourself up in Zhuangzi.

As long as a practitioner doesn't show off, it's difficult for outsiders to see the exact details, but they can still get a rough idea from the breath and footsteps.

The appearance of these 'immortal masters' all looked like that of Zuo Yunting. Zuo Lingquan glanced outside Zhuangzi, and there were probably not many who could reach the sixth level of Qi training. It was not until he entered Zhuangzi that he saw Some decent Taoist friends.

Zuo Lingquan followed Yan Ge into the villa, walked through the corridors and came to the living room in the middle, and saw seven people sitting in the hall where the Yan family entertained guests.

The person sitting in the main seat is naturally Yan Ge's father Yan Sanjie. He is wearing a gorgeous robe and has a calm face. Judging from his aura, he is definitely a master in the world. If Zuo Lingquan didn't take it wrong, he has been training his body for several years. Like Song Chi, he can open up the two channels of Ren and Du and enter Taoism through martial arts. He is definitely a figure in the world.

The six people sitting in the guest seats are all different.

The first person on the right is a Taoist in green robes. He is holding a whisk and cannot see his breath. His Taoism is definitely not low. He is the only one among all the people who looks like a real master.

Opposite him on the left was a middle-aged swordsman with a burly figure and a tough appearance. His voice sounded like thunder, and his tone was quite aggressive, which made the butler behind Yan Sanjie frown.

The other four people all seemed to be well-educated, but relatively modest and reserved. They just drank tea and listened without speaking.

Zuo Lingquan originally thought that a few people were discussing the matter of madness, but when he got closer, he realized that the burly swordsman was saying:

"...I, Fan Jin, am a swordsman from Zhongzhou, and I always do things fairly. According to the market price, the fairy money spent by people in this mountain is worth a hundred taels of silver. I came all the way from the Sword Imperial City, and the toll fee was less than 3,000 taels. Silver, once you make a move, no matter whether it succeeds or not, if you don't have three thousand taels of silver, you will lose money. For the sake of being a fellow villager, I don't ask Master Yan how much he wants. I will give you three thousand taels in advance. If the madness is not cured afterwards, the remaining money will be lost. I don’t have the nerve to ask for three thousand taels. Do you think this price is reasonable?”

The first-level monk in Linggu used all his strength to attack. If the whole body's true energy was emptied, coupled with the risk of the attack and the consumption of talisman pills, the price could be said to be a loss of money for doing good deeds.

But when the monk's Qi sea is exhausted, he just waits for death. The monk in his right mind will not do such a thing. After spending two or three times, he will get a sign that something is wrong and basically run away; and judging from the appearance of the burly swordsman, he is still two or three years old before he reaches Linggu. He said that this method of asking for price is tantamount to taking advantage of the situation.

The owner of the village, Yan Sanjie, could not reply immediately. Several immortal masters present shook their heads secretly, but only the green-robed Taoist said with a smile:

"Let's do things first. After the things are done, not to mention 6,000 taels, even if it is 60,000 taels, Master Yan will probably grit his teeth and get it together, and he has to be grateful to Fan Jianxian. ơɱIf things don't work out, compensation should be based on the actual cost. , why bother saying this beforehand.”

If the housekeeper Song Fu hadn't seen Fan Jin as a capable person, he would have had him beaten out. Hearing this, he quickly said:

"Taoist Master Yunbao is right. As long as the wind disease can be cured, even if my third master cuts off the flesh, he will give you your incense money..."

Fan Jin raised his hand to interrupt: "Taoist Master Yun calls me Sword Immortal, so he should know the style of a swordsman. He is as much as he says, and he never fools people. After taking a fixed amount of three thousand taels, even if he loses afterwards, it is still considered Fan. Jin himself is unlucky. I don't ask you to get an extra penny, but there is no fixed payment. I can't take this job..."

Not only did everyone in the hall frown with such a stubborn attitude towards money, but even Xie Qiutao, who was following Zuo Lingquan, sighed secretly. If it weren't for the inappropriate occasion, they would all go up with their pipa to see what the brain of Fan Da Sword Immortal was like. So hard.

Yan Sanjie had nothing to do, and the safety of his whole family was at stake. Even if he didn't believe Fan Jin, he didn't want to miss the opportunity to solve the madness because of thousands of taels of silver. He was about to agree, but the door became dark, and Yan Ge and Zuo Lingquan Appeared at the door.

Someone came over, and everyone in the hall naturally stopped talking and turned their heads to look.

Yan Ge bowed his hands and said:

"Dad, I'm back. This is Zuo Lingquan, Zuo Shaoxia, a friend I met in the capital..."

Yan Sanjie had good eyesight and could see that Zuo Lingquan had a solid foundation and was a good player, but he was still younger than his son. What was the use of bringing him back now?

With the guests present, Yan Sanjie didn't say much, he just raised his hand and said;

"Nice to meet you, Song Fu. I have arranged for Young Master Zuo... and the two girls to rest in the guest room and entertain them well. Don't neglect the guests."

"yes."

Song Fu nodded slightly and went out to make arrangements. Everyone in the hall also stopped looking and discussed the matter again.

Zuo Lingquan's original intention was to go in and observe, but when he saw the battle, he was naturally a little helpless. However, he had a young face and did not look like an expert. It was reasonable for him to be regarded as a cuckold friend, so he did not care.

Yan Ge called Zuo Lingquan all the way without even entering the living room, so naturally he felt embarrassed and ashamed. He walked with Zuo Lingquan, shook his head and said:

"Dad is so worried about his madness that he really doesn't have the energy to do it. I hope Brother Zuo will forgive me for my poor hospitality."

"Brother Yan, you're welcome. You and I are peers. I just came here to check on the situation. I have to decide whether I can help or not. There is no reason to let Master Yan entertain..."

Song Fu walked in front and led the way, also listening to the conversation between the two.

Mr. Yan is very famous in the world of Caiyi Kingdom. When young people come here, they are either young and energetic and don’t know the heights of the world, or they are submissive and nervous.

When Song Fu saw Zuo Lingquan coming empty-handed and dared to bring two girls with him, he thought they were the loose rangers the young master met outside.

But Zuo Lingquan's words were elegant and easy-going, and he didn't look young and frivolous at all. He seemed to have really come to help.

The Yan family has fallen to this point, and it is rare to have a friend who sincerely helps, whether he can help or not.

Seeing this, Song Fu slowed down, turned around and smiled;

"Young Master, I'm worried. The master of the village has indeed been worried about his madness in the past two years and has been unable to sleep at night. However, he has gotten better in the past few days. The village has invited an immortal master with real ability. Several young masters My illness has improved a bit..."

"Yeah?"

Yan Ge was overjoyed when he heard this, and quickly asked: "Is he the immortal master in the blue robe? I knew he was a real immortal at the first sight..."

"That's right..."

Song Fu told the story of the day when Taoist Yunbao would come, and then said:

"... Taoist Master Yunbao said that it might be caused by evil spirits. As long as the root cause is removed, the madness will be completely cured. In the past few days, the owner of the village sent people to look for objects related to gourds everywhere in the Yangshan area. The Yamen is also helping. If everything goes well, in a short time, the third master’s heart problem will be completely solved..."

Zuo Lingquan was naturally happy when he heard this. After all, even if this trip was in vain, it would be better than not being able to solve the problem.

Xie Qiutao, who was behind him, was good at dealing with ghosts and evil spirits. Hearing this statement, he wanted to see what happened. He took a step forward and said:

"Old man, can you take us to see some young masters? I know some alchemy, maybe I can help."

The housekeeper Song Fu turned around and saw a little girl facing fifteen or sixteen. She was almost the daughter of the woman next to her. She spoke in a sweet tone and seemed fine in everything, but she just didn't look like an adult.

Afraid of scaring the little girl, Song Fu wanted to decline politely, but when Yan Ge met Zuo Lingquan inside, he always felt that the three of them were extraordinary, so he directly led the way:

"Let's go, I'll take it as you go and see my mother. If you can see the reason, it's best. Even if you don't, there's a Clouded Leopard Priest. As long as this matter can be resolved as soon as possible, it's better than anything else..."

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