Great Dao Ji

Da Da Da~

After the low knock on the door, Yan Xiake lowered his voice but still sounded full of energy and called the door:

"Is the master here? We are passing guests. It's stormy and we want to stay for one night!"

Yan Xiake stood outside the door, feeling a little strange.

How come there is still a smell of stewed meat in the charity cemetery at night?

The people guarding the charity cemetery are supposed to be poor people, or they are half-crazy idiots. How can they afford to eat meat?

He thought of this question.

The people behind him also thought of it. Looking at the coffins under the awning and smelling the meat with the stench of corpses, they all thought of something and retched.

There are also a few people who immediately grabbed their swords.

"Who is it? In the middle of the night!"

An old voice came from the charity cemetery.

Sa Wuling, wearing his clothes, yawned and opened the door. He was also startled to see a group of dusty people outside the door.

In this day and age, bandits and mountain robbers are rampant in the wild, wild animals injure people everywhere, and ghosts and monsters come out from time to time to harm people. He rarely sees outsiders.

These are obviously people from the underworld, and he hasn't seen them for many years.

"Old sir!"

Yan Xiake clasped his fists: "The storm is coming, can we go in and ask for a glass of water?"

The girl named Qian'er was also very sensible, and directly took out a silver coin and offered it.

'Where did the local tycoon come from? Five taels of silver? '

Sa Wuling glanced at a few people.

Except for the black-faced ugly man in front, all of these people were well-dressed and had excellent swords and knives. Obviously, they were not ordinary people.

Five taels of silver for a night's stay is worth it.

However

After hesitating for a moment, Sa Wuling was about to refuse when he heard a dog barking in the yard.

Suddenly, he relaxed and took the silver:

"You have been traveling hard, please come in and rest for a while, but the charity cemetery is small and there are not many rooms, so you will have to squeeze together."

"It's okay!"

Yan Xiake smiled: "It's good to have a place to stay, how can I ask for more?"

He said this to the people behind him.

He was used to rough hands and feet, and it was not a big deal to lie on the grave for a night, but these officials' children were different, and they had to say hello in advance.

"Don't worry, brother Yan, we are not spoiled people."

Yun Qian'er responded.

The others nodded.

Seeing that everyone had no objection, Sa Wuling opened the door and waited until everyone came in before closing the door.

The charity cemetery is not small.

After all, the nearby villages have to store coffins in the charity cemetery before choosing an auspicious day for burial, in case of wind and rain. There are not many rooms, but the space is not small.

If they squeeze together, more than a hundred bodies can be placed.

As he entered the charity cemetery, the smell of stewed meat became stronger.

Yan Xiake looked around and saw no one except a yellow dog gnawing on a bone. He then bowed to Sa Wuling and said, "Old sir, we have been traveling all the way and are very hungry now. Do you have anything to eat? We will pay for it."

People who practice martial arts have a big appetite. Yan Xiake had not eaten anything during the journey. When he smelled the aroma of meat, his stomach started to churn.

He didn't care about the coffins.

He was facing the corpses, so he had to eat.

"Please forgive me, sir. I really don't have any."

Sa Wuling shook his head.

Just kidding, I haven't eaten meat for several days. I'm afraid that all the livestock in the nearby villages have been eaten up, and I can't buy them even if I pay.

These are all, but he bought them from Annuo County after running back and forth for 400 miles on a horse.

He almost died of exhaustion on the spot.

Sell them to you?

You're dreaming!

"This, you can have it."

Yan Xiake took out a silver ingot from his bosom and shook it, thinking that he wanted money.

Sa Wuling's eyelids twitched and he spread his hands:

"This, really, really don't have it!"

"Okay!"

While the two were talking, a calm voice came from the house: "You are a guest, it's just some food, what's there to be reluctant about? You can buy it in a few days!"

"Yes"

Sa Wuling's face twitched.

This charity house is two hundred miles away from Annuo County, which means four hundred miles round trip.

Four hundred miles, you said it was easy!

Why don't you try it?

He complained in his heart, but he couldn't say anything, so he turned around and went to prepare.

"You may as well come in and sit down."

An Qisheng spoke again as the candlelight flickered in the house.

"In that case, thank you."

Yan Xiake was not polite and stepped in.

Then Yun Qian'er followed him in.

The group of people behind also wanted to go in, but seeing that the house was really small, they gave up.

Walking into the house, Yan Xiake looked around subconsciously.

It was a very simple house, with a wooden table, two long benches, a cup of tea, and a boy in a simple gray robe.

‘What a boy! ’

Yan Xiake praised in his heart.

The boy sat upright, his back straight, his skin shiny, and his whole body exuded a vitality as vigorous as the morning sun. I’m afraid he must have a very good foundation for martial arts.

Although he had no magic power, he seemed to have very advanced martial arts.

He was not an ordinary person.

Yun Qian’er didn’t feel anything.

The boy was dressed simply and his face was not very good-looking, but his eyes were quite bright, as if they could glow, which made her feel uneasy.

“Please sit down, both of you.”

An Qisheng waved his hand slightly.

The two sat down.

Sa Wuling also came in with food, put it down angrily, and turned away.

"Xiongtai is the owner of this righteous village?"

Yan Xiake made indirect remarks and did not directly state his intention.

This young man is not an ordinary person, but he doesn't know why he stays in such a charity village.

"good."

An Qisheng nodded slightly and responded with words, with a glint in his eyes.

As early as in the Jiufu Realm, he had developed the habit of looking at someone's aura and face first, and then using the Tao diagram to check their luck. If the Tao power required was extremely high, he would look at their fate according to the situation. .

In his opinion, this big man has a majestic face, a full heaven, a round earth pavilion, and a lot of spirit and energy. He is quite heroic. However, his life is full of twists and turns. Although he will turn bad luck into good luck, it will drag down his companions around him.

Buzz~

Deep in his soul, words flowed from Dao Yitu:

[Consumption of 490 points of power]

【Yan Xiake (29/124)】

[Original trajectory: Born in the human world of Huangtian Realm, into a wealthy family in Qingyan Prefecture of the Qing Dynasty. He practiced martial arts and literature when he was young. He was intelligent and extremely talented. When his family fell into decline, he passed the exam and got the No. 1 Scholar in both civil and martial arts. However, he was hated by the villain. , killed his parents, and after observing filial piety for three years, the situation changed and he could only become a head catcher.

After several years of being a headhunter, I saw a lot of suffering among the people and corruption of officials. I abandoned my official position and went into seclusion. However, I met an immortal fate and obtained a book of Taoism]

[Later, for some reason, he was hated by the imperial court. He was chased and killed several times and survived in the Seventy-Two Houses of Daqing. He specialized in killing evil people, evil ghosts, and evil monsters. He was regarded by countless people as the true demon slayer]

[In the ninety-seven thousand six hundred and ninety-seventh year of the Emperor’s reign, on the eve of the Nether Palace Lord’s Festival, he was killed by Bai Wuchang Xie Qi]

It’s the Lord’s Festival of Netherworld Mansion again

An Qisheng's eyes flashed imperceptibly.

Without anything else, just from the power consumption, it can be seen that Yan Xiake is much stronger than Bai Guzi, almost half as strong as the zombie king Zhushang.

But the cause of death was the same as that of the white bones. He was also sacrificed by the Lord of Netherworld Mansion, and was also killed by Bai Wuchang Xie Qi.

What exactly is this Netherworld Monarch Sacrifice?

"Brother An, to be honest, Yan came here this time for something important. This matter is very dangerous. I want to lend it to you at the Yizhuang, but I am afraid that you will be affected."

After talking for a while, Yan Xiake no longer concealed anything, and explained all the causes and consequences of this incident.

There was a final pause, and after Yun Qian'er took out a banknote, she continued:

"This is fifty taels of silver. After you accept it, take the old gentleman and leave quickly."

Click!

Before Yan Xiake finished speaking, an electric snake suddenly flashed through the deep night.

Then the sound of rolling thunder spread, and as the night wind howled, moisture could already be felt in the mouth and nose.

Heavy rain is coming.

An Qisheng took a sip from his tea cup and looked out the window. Electric snakes were dancing wildly in the night, thunder was rolling, and raindrops were already falling from the sky.

Thunder comes out of the sky, and all spirits retreat.

The phosphorus fire on the Shili Mass Grave disappeared instantly, and the evil spirit invisible to the naked eye seemed to be swept away.

"This rain is quite a coincidence."

Yan Xiake smiled bitterly and stood up:

"There is no reason why the host is forced to leave in the rain without guests. The left and right sides are just fighting each other. Mr. Yan should go alone and see what greatness this big green flag soldier has!"

"Brother Yan, I'll go with you!"

Yun Qian'er also stood up.

"That's it, Brother An, I'll say goodbye!"

As soon as Yan Xiake handed over his hand, he was about to leave.

At this time, An Qisheng slowly put down the teacup and said slowly:

"Brother Yan is quite heroic, but sometimes you have to think twice before acting. Sometimes what you hear is false, and what you see may not be true."

Yan Xiake was slightly startled:

"Brother An means"

"Master Yun is really honest and honest as an official. Will his tenure as an official really benefit the country?"

An Qisheng took a deep look at Yun Qian'er, whose expression changed slightly:

"This girl is eager to save her father, so she may not be lying, but this girl is only 28 years old, and what she knows may not be the truth."

"Don't slander my father!"

Yun Qian'er raised her eyebrows and interjected: "Brother Yan, you, don't believe him!"

"Three years to clear the magistrate's office, one hundred thousand snowflakes and silver. Things in the officialdom are the most treacherous. Since Brother Yan resigned, don't get involved in these things."

An Qisheng nodded at the banknotes on the table.

Fifty taels of silver is not a small amount in Daqing. It is enough for a family of three to last a lifetime.

"this"

Yan Xiake's eyes narrowed.

He has also been in the officialdom, so he naturally knows this truth, but Lord Yun has an excellent reputation and is a rare good official.

Could it be that something changed later?

Just saying these three sentences was because Yan Xiake was considered a person. Believe it or not, An Qisheng didn't bother to care.

Pick up the tea cup and see the guests off.

Yan Xiake didn't say much when he saw this. He said goodbye, turned around and walked into the yard.

At this time, the pouring rain was rolling down with thunder, and the Yun family members who were traveling with them took shelter under the eaves of the pergola.

He was about to say hello when he saw Yan Xiake coming out.

The latter's expression suddenly changed:

"Shut up!"

Everyone was stunned, and then there was a knock on the door.

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