Become a legend in Hong Kong

Xiaoshuang is a person who accepts death and accepts death as he believes.

This kind of little girl was basically free when she met Liao Wenjie. When he unbuttoned his belt to help the plants grow, she was so frightened that she ran away.

"To borrow a vixen's words, young people who don't know the heights of the world and have a little bit of knowledge dare to show off in front of me. Hum, I'll scare you to death."

Liao Wenjie cheered up, pulled up his belt, took out the bull's head token in his arms, and injected some mental power into it.

After a moment, a dark crack opened, a bone-chilling chill poured into the rockery courtyard, and a tall figure slowly walked out.

With a bull's head, ghost eyes, shawl and armor, and an iconic three-pronged steel fork, the seducer from the underworld is summoned by induction and appears from the underworld.

As Liao Wenjie expected, the bull's head was not that of Li Gengding. The horns on its head were intact, and there was no red ribbon on it.

"Little Taoist priest, where did you get the token?"

As soon as he appeared, Niu Tou asked sternly: "Speak quickly, I have never distributed one of the treasures summoned by the soul seducer in the human world. How can you have it?"

He has a bad temper, but it's not a big problem. When Li Gengding appeared on the stage, he looked at people with his nostrils, but after receiving the money, he had a different attitude.

Liao Wenjie said calmly: "Great God with the Bull Head, this thing was given by another soul seducer. He and I are close friends, and we are considered brothers. He promised me to use this thing if I need help, so that I can find help."

After hearing this, Niutou's tone improved: "He promised you, not me. Don't use this thing again in the future. Otherwise, you will be punished for disturbing the order of the underworld."

"etc."

Seeing that the bull head was about to turn around and leave, Liao Wenjie took out a handful of copper coins and handed it to him: "It's a small thought, please accept it with a smile."

"..."

The will-o'-the-wisp flickered in Niutou's eyes. He hesitated for a moment and then reached out to take it.

"Just this once, for the sake of your token, I won't do it next time."

"It's natural."

Liao Wenjie smiled slightly: "Great God with the Bull Head, I have a friend who was killed by a powerful ghost a few days ago. He turned into a wandering ghost and was unable to reincarnate. Please ask the great God to be accommodating and arrange a good place for reincarnation."

"No, the underworld has rules and you can't mess around."

got it.

Liao Wenjie nodded with a smile and handed over another handful of copper coins.

Niutou took the copper coin without hesitation and bumped it in his hand: "There is a wealthy family fifty miles to the north. When the time comes, I can help you ask, but I can't say what the result will be."

You cow, if you want money, just say it, can you stop being so ink?

Liao Wenjie secretly thought it was trouble and was about to pay again when he suddenly noticed that something was wrong with the bull head's eyes. There was murderous intention in the will-o'-the-wisp, and he was holding the three-pronged steel fork tightly in his hand. He was already thinking of killing people and stealing goods.

That's ridiculous. They are both bull heads. Why is there such a big gap between cows?

Or is it that Niu Tou has the same virtue, and Li Gengding was weakened by Lyon?

"Great God, what are you doing?"

Liao Wenjie nodded on his toes, stepped back ten meters, and his eyes gradually turned cold.

"The little Taoist priest doesn't know how to live or die. Some time ago, the underworld's salary was stolen. Is it a good thing you did?"

Niu Tou held the steel fork horizontally and sneered: "No need to explain, after I kill you and find the stolen goods, the truth will naturally come to light."

Liao Wenjie: (Benefit)

Gan!

He really is a tough kid. He made a mistake this time and didn't figure out the tricks of the underworld. Next time...

Let’s have a fight before we meet!

Clang!

With two money swords in hand, Liao Wenjie stared at Niu Tou without saying a word. The latter was not afraid at all and walked forward with a ferocious smile while waving the steel fork.

Whoosh!

At this moment, golden light suddenly arrived, passing over the head of the bull's head, breaking off a horn, and firmly nailed it three steps in front of him.

"Hiss, this sword...could it be..."

The will-o'-the-wisp in Niutou's eyes shrank suddenly, and he stepped back several steps. The cracks opened like a curtain, and he ducked in.

The big sword has a simple shape and looks familiar. It is Yan Chixia's magic weapon.

…

On the other side, in Yan Chixia's room, golden light escaped into the sword box. Without even looking at it, he held a wooden sword in his hand and bowed three times to the desk in front of him.

"One of them is more unreliable than the other. They also want to perform a live erotic palace in Wumenju and let ghosts enter the bridal chamber. Bah, just keep dreaming!"

Yan Chixia made a disdainful sound, waved her sword, and recited the "Tai Shang Miao Sutra of Explanation of Wrongful Deeds in Three Lives" to save Mochou and send him to be reincarnated and start a new life.

Beside the desk, a paper crane fluttered its wings, jumped over the rockery of the pavilion, and landed on Shi'er's shoulder.

Ninety-five percent of the message from Yan Chixia was training, and only 5% was useful information.

The door opens at midnight, and it's time for Mo Chou to leave. It's too late, and he will be a wandering ghost for the rest of his life.

"It's good to be a wandering ghost all my life. I can stay with my brother Hongjian forever..." Shi'er muttered, and followed Yan Chixia's instructions to pass the message through the door.

He also knew that people and ghosts had different paths. If he left things alone, Cui Hongjian would be the only one who would be unlucky. It can take as long as half a month, or as short as three to five days. Cui Hongjian will die as quickly as he works hard.

Inside the house, Cui Hongjian and Mochou were silent when they heard that the third watch was the time to say goodbye. Finally, Cui Hongjian opened up the conversation and talked about the gorgeous words in the Book of Songs.

The two chatted and laughed, gradually relying on each other, and jointly wrote a love poem on the portrait.

"Ask the world what love is, and teach us how to make love between life and death...flying to the south and the north..."

Before he finished reading the sentence, Cui Hongjian was the only one left in the room. He looked down at the portrait and murmured: "I never thought that the third watch of the night would come so soon!"

…

After sending away Mochou's soul, Yan Chixia put away her troublemakers and used paper cranes to call Liao Wenjie and Shi'er into her house.

"Master, you finally helped me. I knew you were the kind of person who speaks harshly, but in your heart..."

"Whatever is on your mind, you are the only one who talks nonsense!"

Yan Chixia glared at Shi'er fiercely and said angrily: "You two audacious brats actually dare to let people and ghosts have sex in my territory. Do you think I don't exist? What's the next step, right? Are you going to let someone give birth to a child in Wumenju?"

"Master, if you give birth to a child..."

"you shut up!"

Yan Chixia raised her hands as if to strike, but Shi'er was so frightened that he raised his hands, one hand to protect his head and the other to protect his buttocks, which was so skillful that it made people feel distressed.

"Ajie, where did you find that Yin difference token? Have you never used it before?"

"Yeah, it's the first time I've used it since I picked it up."

"The underworld is no longer the underworld it used to be. Demons are rampant and the powerful are respected..."

Yan Chixia's face was full of depression. She paused for a long time and said in disgust: "Throw that token away. It's already blackened from beginning to end."

"..."

Liao Wenjie was in disbelief when he heard this. He thought the world was in chaos, but he didn't expect it to be so chaotic that it was rotten to the core.

"I came to you this time to tell you that if I send a female ghost to be reincarnated, the ghost king Nine-Tailed Fox will definitely not give up. I don't want to guard against thieves for a thousand days, so be prepared. If she demolishes Wumenju, we will rush to the door and take her away. Her lair was smashed!"

So tough?

"Master, why are you so stubborn today?"

"I told you to shut up!"

Yan Chixia was so angry that her beard was shaking. Thinking that she had been brought up by one hand, she could only endure it.

"The Ghost King Nine-tailed Fox was also an ordinary woman, who died on the way to get married..."

Yan Chixia told the story of the origins of the nine-tailed fox. He was originally just an ordinary ghost with persistent obsessions and harming people everywhere. I don't know where to get the legacy of the treasure. The nine-tailed fox became more and more powerful. It divided a territory in the human world and established itself as the king.

Her strong strength makes her even more aggressive, and she especially likes to kill women on their way to get married. If she can't get it herself, others can't get it either.

"Master, you..."

"Brother Shi, let me do the talking."

Fearing that Shi'er would be beaten if he opened his mouth, Liao Wenjie kindly took over the words: "Master Yan, where is the nine-tailed fox's lair? Why don't you go there during the day?"

"I found clues after chasing all the way before. As for why I didn't go during the day..."

Yan Chixia smiled coldly: "The nine-tailed fox's lair is in the underworld. It is the entrance to the Yin and Yang worlds. It makes no difference whether it is day or night."

Liao Wenjie: "..."

Before it's too late, he wants to submit an application to withdraw from the team.

Bang!

Yan Chixia pushed aside the desk beside her and pulled out a large wooden box. After opening it, there was a copper coin armor woven with gold wire and a large money sword.

"Shi'er, put this on. I'm going to test your skills tonight. If you perform well, from now on..."

Yan Chixia turned to look out the window: "After tonight, you can start training. Whether you live or die has nothing to do with me."

"Really, Master?"

Shi'er's eyes lit up. He had endured it for ten years from the age of sixteen to twenty-five, and finally got through it.

Only he himself knew the grievances he had endured for the past ten years. Sometimes he would dream about turning over the table and having a fight with Yan Chixia. After the fight, he would be expelled from the school, and he would just fly like a bird, doing chivalry and justice, and dominate the world.

"Thank you, Master. You are so kind. I will be your apprentice in the next life!"

Shi'er put on the copper coin armor with great joy and carried the large money sword behind his back, muttering that it was not suitable for his hand and it was easier to swing an axe.

Liao Wenjie knew that he was not envious, but he still couldn't help but feel a little envious. At the same time, he complained that Shi'er was heartless. After he went out to work for three years, he would know that Yan Chixia was better.

"Ajie, this sword is for you."

Yan Chixia took out a long sword from the bottom of the box and threw it into Liao Wenjie's arms: "The money sword in your hand is too loose. It's fine for beating little devils, but it's not good enough to deal with the nine-tailed fox."

The scabbard is made of ebony and is about one meter long. It is a thin sword.

Liao Wenjie drew out his long sword, and a golden light flashed before his eyes. He was surprised to find that this ordinary-looking long sword had a dark golden blade, which fit his wealthy persona very well.

"Master Yan, what is the name of this sword?"

"I don't know. I won it from a sword fight when I was young. I kept it at the bottom of the box. It's not a magic weapon. You can just name it whatever you want."

Liao Wenjie nodded, swiped his sword on the back of his hand, and three seconds later, a line of blood overflowed.

He easily tore through the iron cloth shirt that was an entry-level weapon, and he said it was not a magic weapon. This old Taoist priest really went all out to be soft-spoken and soft-hearted!

"The scabbard is black ink, the sword is three feet three feet long, the sword body is dark gold, it cuts gold and jade, and it cuts iron like mud..."

Liao Wenjie thought for a moment, nodded under Shi'er's expectant gaze, and said solemnly: "Just call it the Golden Sword."

"..."x2

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