Fairies Are Fierce

Chapter 287 Yangshan Yan Family

The Yan family is considered a large family in the Yangcheng area, and the year when they settled down can be traced back to the founding of the Han family.

At that time, the ancestors of the Yan family were born in the Jianghu, and their kung fu was not very good, but they were tall and strong, and they served as a flag-carrying soldier in front of the founding monarch; they sacrificed their lives to block arrows during the war, and had meritorious service in protecting the lord. Although they were not granted the title of marquis after the founding of the country, Prime Minister, but a lot of fields are allocated on Yangshan side.

The family business is passed down from generation to generation, and how can there not be a few prodigal sons. The descendants do not know the hardships of their ancestors and lost a lot of their ancestral property. More than fifty years ago, they were even reduced to selling their ancestral house to pay off their gambling debts.

At that time, Yan Sanjie, the eldest son of Yan, was in the most miserable situation - the name "Sanjie" was given by his father, which means "quit gambling, whoring, and alcohol". However, Yan Sanjie almost starved to death in the cold winter. Judging from Li's experience, his father obviously did not give up these three things.

Fortunately, the Yan family is very prosperous, and most of the people in Yangshan are related to each other, and they have eaten hundreds of meals all the way, and finally got over it.

To use a common saying, Yan Sanjie is very promising. He worked hard since he was a child and practiced a good style. He made his fortune by traveling as a escort, redeemed his ancestral home, and became a "Yan Sanye" in his middle age. His name is considered a famous figure in the world.

But there is an old saying in the world, "Every time comes, heaven and earth work together, and heroes are not free when they come." When people have good times, there are also times when they are unlucky.

Yan Sanjie didn't know what happened, and which gods he offended. First, his eldest son, whom he respected, got mad for no reason ten years ago. He chopped down passers-by in a busy city and was almost sentenced to death. He tried every means to get him back, but he had to use an iron chain. Locked up madmen.

Then more and more such things happened, half of the brothers and nephews in the family fell down, and wives and concubines were not spared. Especially in the past two years, more and more people in nearby prefectures and counties have become ill. Those who used to respect him with great respect The villagers began to secretly discuss that the madness came from the Yan family.

Yan Sanjie was more or less a hero who had risen from the bottom. He never frowned despite the cold weather and lack of food. However, the villagers who had fed him hundreds of meals secretly complained and scolded him. How could he bear it? ?

On the third day of the winter month, there was heavy snowfall.

Outside the vermilion gate of the Yan family's ancestral house, Yan Sanjie, dressed in rich clothes, looked at the snow falling on the countryside with his hands behind his back. His tall body was still as upright as when he was young, but he could not hide the look of exhaustion on his brows. senile.

Butler Song Fu stood behind his back with his hands in his sleeves, a look of sadness on his face.

Inside the door covered with yellow symbols, you can hear lively shouts:

"Come on..."

"Wang Daochang, you don't seem to be a monk because of your drinking capacity..."

"Wine and meat have passed through the intestines, and Daozu left in his heart..."

"That's what the wild monk said..."

The messy words came to my ears, and if I didn't know the truth about the Yan family, it would sound like I was having a big wedding.

Song Fu is an old man from the Yan family. He was with Yan Sanjie back then. He has a lot of experience in the world. After listening to the noisy words for a while, he shook his head and sighed:

"Third Master, these 'Immortal Masters' can only be counted on those who are resting in the guest rooms. Those who are drinking and eating meat outside. If you expect them to slay demons, you might as well find a few black dogs and kill them and pour their blood on the door." really……"

"Fairies and ghosts have to be handled by Mr. Feng Shui. No matter how bad they are, they know more than us scumbags."

"Sigh... After hearing about it for a few years, I know how to read Feng Shui. I'm afraid the third master is the same. His Taoism may not be lower than theirs. If you want to cure this crazy disease, you still have to rely on the imperial court and Yan Ge to go to the capital..."

"What can't you do, what do you expect him to do?"

Seeing this, Song Fu stopped talking, shook his head and sighed, he understood why the third master got angry when he heard Yan Ge.

Yan Ge suffered from madness, and he recovered after a few months of suffering. According to the examples of previous years, those who can survive will not suffer from madness again.

To hand over such a large property to future generations, the Yan family must choose a safe person, lest the head of the family go crazy within two years of taking office and become leaderless and bring down the entire Yan family. Currently, there is only one candidate for this choice, Yan Ge.

But Yan Ge was born as a concubine, so he didn't train in this aspect at all when he was a child. After learning some martial arts, he went to the city to find a job as a head catcher.

After being taken seriously, Yan Ge was originally obedient, but after his biological mother fell ill, no one could say anything anymore. Instead of helping take care of the shaky family business, he wandered around outside all day long, looking for a cure.

Yan Sanjie was afraid of forcing his only safe son into trouble, so he didn't even dare to say harsh words, so could he have no opinion in his heart?

There was a lot of wind and snow outside the door, even if I had a bit of kung fu, I couldn't stand it even if I stood for a long time.

Song Fu knew that Yan Sanjie had sent a letter to Duke Wang Guogong in the capital, and asked him to invite the serious Immortal Master to come over. He said that he would arrive today, but depending on the situation, he would not be able to come today, so he said:

"Third Master, go in and talk about it. If your health breaks down again, the family really doesn't pay attention."

"Wait a minute...is there someone there?"

"Huh?...It seems like he is really a person..."

Song Fu looked in the direction pointed by Yan Sanjie, and saw a black spot on the distant mountain, crossing the ridge. He walked down the winding mountain road. He couldn't see it clearly through the wind and snow, but he could roughly tell that he was wearing a robe. .

Seeing this, the two people quickly walked down the steps, looked up, and waited quietly.

The person who came here obviously had some real skills. He was still two miles away, but in the blink of an eye, the figure arrived at Yanjiazhuang.

Yan Sanjie raised his eyes and took a closer look, only to see that the person who came was wearing a green Taoist robe, with a fly whisk resting on his wrist, a Ziwu crown on his head, his hair was gray, but his skin was rosy and without any wrinkles, and his eyes were bright and bright, as if he was holding two Bare.

When the two of them saw this scene, they knew that they were coming from a real master; not to mention the aura of the immortal Taoist, just by wearing single clothes in the ice and snow, they could tell that this Taoist practice was extraordinary.

Yan Sanjie looked solemn, stepped forward and bowed his hands in a Jianghu salute:

"Is the Immortal Chief Yun Taoist Priest of Yufeng Cliff?"

The man in Taoist robes walked to the vermilion gate with an easy-going attitude:

"The Taoist's surname is not Yun, but he has been cultivating in Yufeng Mountain all year round. There are more clouded leopards there. Fellow Daoist gave him the nickname 'Clouded Leopard Taoist'. Mr. Yan is very famous in Caiyi Country, so he directly calls me Clouded Leopard Taoist." Can."

"Alas, I can't live up to the title of 'Third Master'. The official letter of the Kingdom says that Taoist Master Yun is profound in Taoism and is good at exorcising ghosts and exorcising evil spirits. He and the emperor of our court have discussed Taoism on the same stage. I can invite the Taoist Master here. It is already a blessing gained from the past life..."

"It's just Mr. Wang Guo's compliments. I just learned Taoism in Fulong Mountain in the south for a few years. I didn't learn the big Divine Ability. I only know a few tricks. It's not as powerful as Mr. Wang Guo said..."

Song Fu stood behind the two of them and felt much more at ease after hearing this conversation. Although he has never entered the spiritual path, he has traveled a lot in the world and has a good eye for seeing people.

Those who call themselves Immortal Masters and talk about their spiritual ascension to everyone they meet are definitely charlatans, just like those who are eating and drinking at home.

People who are really capable will feel their insignificance the higher they stand, so they tend to be more humble and low-key. Although the Taoist Master Yunbao in front of him does not know how high his Taoism is, but just by looking at his demeanor, he knows that his ability is not that small. go.

As he spoke, Yan Sanjie welcomed Taoist Yunbao into his home. He didn't even have time to hold a reception banquet, so he took him directly to a courtyard in the east house.

The courtyard was guarded by guards, and it was quite clean, but the doors were all hung with chains, and there was only a small opening in the window for food.

As soon as the three of them walked into the yard, they could hear chaotic noises and cries coming from four or five houses, some of which were extremely ferocious, and some of which were heartbreaking.

"do not come……"

"Knife! Knife, give me the knife..."

…

After Yan Sanjie walked into the courtyard, his originally straight waist involuntarily bent a little, and he could see sourness in his eyes. He wanted to speak, but he only let out a soft sigh.

Taoist Yunbao frowned and looked around for a week:

"Who are these patients?"

"They are all my sons, the eldest, the third, the fourth, the seventh...the eldest has been crazy for ten years, and the third and fourth have gone crazy together..."

Yan Sanjie pointed at each other one by one, his lips were trembling. In the end, he couldn't suppress the emotions in his heart, and he knelt down on the ground with his hands in his hands:

"Taoist Priest, I, Yan Sanjie, really have no choice. As long as you can save one or two, my Yan family will go bankrupt..."

"Eh!"

Taoist Yunbao raised his hand in vain, and helped Yan Sanjie up from the air. This mysterious method made Yan Sanjie, who was a little excited, so shocked that he stopped talking.

"Let's look at the patient's condition first. There are too many ghosts and monsters in the world, and Xiao Dao can't guarantee that they can be cured. As for the incense money, to be honest, how many fairy coins can you scrape together when your Yan family is ruined? This time you come here purely to return the kingdom. Please remember the kindness of Duke Wang for your kindness in hospitality."

Taoist Yunbao walked to the window of a house, lowered his head and glanced inside, then took out a Sanqing Bell from the sleeve of his Taoist robe and shook it in his hand.

jingle--

The faint sound of the copper bells echoed in the courtyard, and the howling in the room calmed down at the same time.

Yan Sanjie and Song Fu looked overjoyed, but could not speak out.

Taoist Yunbao shook his bell and asked at the window:

"Master Yan, what did you see?"

Soon, Yan Sanjie, who had not spoken to his son for many years, heard vague words coming from the room:

"Gourd...gourd..."

…

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At dusk, Changning City.

The buildings and alleys were covered in silver, and four horses were walking slowly on the street, two in front and two behind, talking softly, and came from between the two leaders:

"...My eldest brother is highly respected by my father. After the accident, there was no successor in the family. My father intended for me to take over, but I don't have the ability... This crazy disease kills people, and my mother can't even recognize me. …”

"...Brother Yan has suffered from madness before. Can you remember how you felt when you got sick?"

"I couldn't remember, so I felt dizzy. When I woke up, it would be a few months later. My mother was crying next to me..."

There were so many bitter things about the Yan family that Yan Ge couldn't stop talking about it and basically told the story of everyone in the family.

Zuo Lingquan was listening in the library at first, but when he saw that it was getting dark and Yan Ge was hungry as an ordinary person, he left the library and listened on the street while looking for a place to stay.

After Yan Ge's narration, Zuo Lingquan had a rough understanding of the situation in Yangshan, but based on his experience, it was difficult to determine where the problem lay.

The same was true for Xie Qiutao. She had been listening in the back. She compared the conditions of being possessed by an evil spirit, a mutilated soul, and even a raging plague. She didn't feel like it. She asked Shangguan Lingye secretly, but Shangguan Lingye couldn't figure it out.

Practitioners never believe in heresy. Even if it is about ghosts and gods, they have to find a causal explanation. When encountering such unclear things, they naturally have to find out the result.

Although Zuo Lingquan has not yet agreed to Yan Ge, he has secretly discussed with several girls to go to Yangshan to have a look.

Under the falling snow at dusk, Zuo Lingquan led the horse and walked side by side with Yan Ge, talking about the situation in Yangshan. Unknowingly, he walked outside the small street where he came from, and a strong aroma of wine floated from the depths of the small street. come over.

Yan Ge ran for a whole day without getting any water, and was already hungry. He couldn't walk when he smelled the smell of wine and meat. He raised his hand and gestured to the street:

"Young Master Zuo and the two girls probably haven't eaten, right? There is an old tavern here. The food is average but the wine is really delicious. I have to come here every time I come to the capital. You have come all the way, and you have never drank here before. How about I be the host and invite Mr. Zuo and the two girls to try the wine?"

Zuo Lingquan smelled the aroma of wine when he came over. Naturally, he did not refuse and walked into the small street with Yan Ge.

The snow was so heavy that the snow on the small street was knee-deep. The drinkers coming in and out dragged a long groove in the snow to a small tavern in the middle of the street.

The tavern was very clean inside and out, and it didn't look old. However, there was an old plaque hanging on the door that was a bit old. The whole place was blackened by wind and rain, and only the words 'Feng Siniang' could be vaguely seen.

Tang Jingxuan liked his small wine shop very much. He thought he had met a colleague in this foreign country, and wanted to remind Zuo Lingquan to be careful. He didn't take a few sips of wine before he went to seduce a coquettish wine girl.

But when they walked outside the steps of the tavern, they found that there were no women in the tavern, only a few drinkers and a Chinese-haired old man wearing old clothes.

The old man didn't seem to pay much attention to dressing up. His hair was pulled up casually and pinned on his head with a wooden stick, and a few hairs were hanging down. He was wearing a thick gray coat with a washed white robe underneath. He was standing next to the counter, holding a hand in one hand. With a cigarette stick and a spoon in one hand, he poured fried peanuts onto the plate without even raising an eyebrow when the guests came in.

"grumble?"

Tuanzi, who was hiding in Tang Jingxuan's arms to keep warm, was very dissatisfied when he saw this. He looked at Tang Jingxuan, probably meaning "How dare you come out to do business like this?", but unfortunately he was immediately pushed back by Tang Jingxun.

Seeing such a bad old man, Xie Qiutao frowned secretly.

Yan Ge seemed to be used to this, and greeted him after entering the door;

"Shopkeeper Zheng, long time no see."

Shopkeeper Zheng, who was holding a cigarette in his mouth, did not look back, but spoke warmly:

"Yan Captou, please find a place to sit casually. I'm talking about you having a drink at the beginning of the year. Halfway through the meal, you were busy with business and forgot to pay for a plate of peanuts..."

"Shopkeeper Zheng still has such a good memory. Didn't I come here to pay the bill? I also brought a few friends with me. Don't hide the best wine. If these friends of mine come back disappointed, they will cause trouble for you... "

Shopkeeper Zheng looked back, as if he was used to seeing people coming and going, so he turned around to the stove and warmed the wine with one hand while holding the tobacco pole without stopping his eyes.

Although his attitude was not very good, Tang Jingxun could tell that this old man had been running an old shop for a long time, and he was very experienced in filling the wine bottles. The weights in the four wine bottles were exactly the same, and there was probably not one drop more or less.

Zuo Lingquan sat down at the wine table next to the fire. He was quite curious about this place and asked:

"Shopkeeper, why is this store called 'Feng Siniang'?"

Shopkeeper Zheng must have heard this question many times and said casually:

"I can't bear this name. How could you young people be so curious as to come in and see what's going on?"

"...?"

Zuo Lingquan was speechless for a moment.

Yan Ge, who was warming himself by the stove, smiled and said:

"Don't listen to shopkeeper Zheng's nonsense. I asked him when I first came here, and that's not what he said. Shopkeeper Zheng, I'll talk to a few friends. Do you have any objections?"

Shopkeeper Zheng let out a smoke ring, and stopped talking to Yan Ge.

Yan Ge was quite interested and said seriously from the side:

"Don't underestimate Shopkeeper Zheng. He was a gangster back then. Unfortunately, he never became famous. He almost starved to death in the winter. Fortunately, when he was at his lowest point, he met a young lady whose family owned a tavern. Shopkeeper Zheng took a look and said, Hey, hey! He is beautiful, and his family is rich, if he is flattered, what kind of rivers and lakes are he going to..."

Boom——

Shopkeeper Zheng brought up the peanuts and placed them heavily on the table, interrupting Yan Ge's words:

"What nonsense, am I telling you this?"

"That's pretty much what it means..."

…

Tang Jingxun and Xie Qiutao were obviously very interested in this story. When their words were interrupted, Xie Qiutao interrupted:

"What's the result? Which lady didn't Shopkeeper Zheng fall in love with?"

Shopkeeper Zheng sat down on the stool next to the stove and gestured to the tavern with his eyes:

"If you don't flatter me, why am I sitting here as the shopkeeper? But it's not as bad as this guy said. At that time, I was a famous young knight from all over the country. Like this little brother, I loved playing swordsmanship."

"oh?"

Zuo Lingquan was slightly surprised. He looked at Shopkeeper Zheng's hands, but he didn't see the calluses left by holding swords for many years.

"My little brother doesn't look like an embroidered pillow. I haven't touched a sword in decades, so I can't see anything. In fact, I didn't practice much back then. I relied on my martial arts skills to make peace with others everywhere...

"But the world is bigger than you think, and other people's abilities are also higher than you think. With a chivalrous heart, you go around doing chivalry and justice, thinking that God is on your side and nothing will happen to you, but in God's heart There is no chivalry, and everyone is treated equally. This kind of foolish young man is most likely to die in the middle of the road.

"I was like this back then. I didn't think there was a big dragon hidden in the streets, so I just passed by with my sword in hand. Then I met a trainer who broke one of my legs with just three punches and two kicks. An arm was left in the alley to die.

"The weather at that time was similar to what it is outside now. When I was about to freeze to death, my later wife picked her up and recovered her injuries. I owed a lot of debt, so I worked as a laborer to pay off the money, and I still have to pay it back. He became the shopkeeper..."

…

Zuo Lingquan listened quietly and wanted to ask the landlady where she was, but when she saw the age of shopkeeper Zheng, she was probably dead, so she didn't ask.

Shopkeeper Zheng talked for a while, but stopped talking when he saw that several people did not listen to the advice of these people.

When the wine was warm, shopkeeper Zheng put the wine on the table and said:

"Yan Captou, how did you go about running away at the beginning of the year?"

"Oh, I still have no clue..."

"It's not that I haven't heard of this evil thing. You have to ask a real god to help. What can you do if you run around in the streets all day long?"

"If you can't find a god, you'd be gone if you could."

"A few days ago, a guest came to the table and said that there is some kind of villa in the west. They dug up an old thing and many outsiders came to buy it. I guess they dug up something good and the gods noticed it. You go If you look over there, you might be able to find an immortal..."

Zuo Lingquan was pouring wine, and when he heard this, he was slightly surprised in his eyes.

Xie Qiutao was obviously very interested and asked:

"What did you dig?"

"I don't know. It seems to be a small tower. It is said that it can also shine and be colorful. I don't know whether it is true or not..."

The Law Weapon that can emit five colors of light shows that it has all five elements. It is not only an immortal weapon but also a High Grade Law Treasure.

Xie Qiutao was a little surprised. He blinked and looked at Zuo Lingquan, obviously asking if he wanted to go over and have a look.

Zuo Lingquan was naturally interested, but Yange's family was about to be wiped out. He showed up to ask about the situation for a long time, then turned around and went to find an unrelated opportunity, Law Treasure, which felt inappropriate.

Things came one by one, Zuo Lingquan was not the type to be led by chance, so he shook his head secretly, indicating that he should go to the nearby Yan family first and then...

(end of this chapter)