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He bid farewell to the old man's family and left one hundred copper coins as food and lodging expenses. Chu Zheng continued to move forward on his horse.

The county seat of Nanli County is in the north of Tianmen County, and Chu Zheng is walking all the way to the north.

On this day, I came to a deserted village. This deserted village seemed to have been desolate for a long time, and most of the houses had collapsed. Seeing that it was getting late, Chu Zheng found a house that seemed to be in the best condition to rest for a while.

Half of the house has collapsed, and the remaining half is holding on tenaciously. When you enter it, thick dust accumulates on the ground, grass grows in the cracks in the walls, and the only few pieces of furniture inside are rotten. Chu Zheng cleared an open space, and then lit a fire. If it was just for lighting, he could use the light technique, but the light source of the light technique is cold light. Chu Zheng also wanted to bake his dry food, so he started to live.

Xiao Huaniang got out of the wooden ball, looked around nervously, and leaned into Chu Zheng's ear and said, "There's a strange smell here, I don't feel good!"

Little Huaniang's perception is different from that of human beings. Chu Zheng felt it carefully, and there seemed to be living things passing by here, but they were probably wild dogs and rabbits, so he smiled and comforted Xiaohuaniang.

"It's okay, I'm here!"

Xiao Huaniang still believed in Chu Zheng, she flew around nervously, but she didn't fly out of the range of the broken house, and then sat on Chu Zheng's shoulder and played by herself.

When a person is alone for a long time, he learns to relieve boredom by himself. The same goes for flower essences!

A fine vine as thin as a hair grew out of her hand, and she was weaving and playing with herself, her little feet dangling, and she babbled and sang an unknown tune.

The fire made a "crackling" burning sound, and the atmosphere was warm and interesting for a while.

I don't know how long it took before Chu Zheng heard the sound of 'swish'. Like someone walking on tiptoe.

The sensitive little Hua Niang immediately got into the small wooden ball on Chu Zheng's waist when she heard the sound. And Chu Zheng also began to look carefully.

Suddenly, he saw pairs of green eyes lit up in the darkness outside. There were a huge number of them, there seemed to be more than a dozen pairs.

Chu Zheng directly cast a light spell outside, which immediately lit up the night sky outside.

A row of more than a dozen weasels were leaning forward and looking at Chu Zheng!

The weasel was not afraid either, its small eyes glanced at the ball of light, and then continued to stare at Chu Zheng!

This is very weird!

Chu Zheng's face darkened, and he pulled out Liu Ren from the cowhide bag.

"Young man, don't worry! We have no malicious intentions!" Suddenly a high-pitched voice sounded, and a yellow-skinned boy with particularly dark fur came out from one side.

The yellow-skinned boy had a cap on his head and a vest on his body, completely different from the weasels in the row outside.

And Chu Zheng's heart sank, this weasel can talk! Is it a Seventh Grade Demon? !

"Young man, don't be afraid! We are the Huang family of this Huang village, and we filed a record at the Golden Fist Gate! We are good monsters!" the Huang Pizi said immediately.

"Is this Huang Village? Is it your village?" Chu Zheng didn't relax his vigilance at all.

"This was originally a deserted village. Our family name is Huang, so we called it Huangcun! We are good demons with a record! The Golden Fist Sect has given us this place!" The Huang Pizi reiterated their position.

At this time, a yellow leather man ran over with a token in his mouth, and stood beside the yellow leather man. The yellow leather man took the bronze medal from its mouth, and said to Chu Zheng, "I have a token." As proof!"

Chu Zheng took the token carefully and looked at it carefully.

"Here is the weasel demon, Uncle Huang, who is specially assigned to guard Huangcun to monitor all ghost things!" Behind it is a fist sign, and according to the aura in it, it is true that it was announced by the Golden Fist.

Copper can absorb Qi, and the breath of Jinquanmen and Uncle Huang are all included in it, which cannot be faked.

Chu Zheng finally believed them, and after returning the bronze medal, he cupped his hands and said to them, "I am so rude! Chu Zheng met Uncle Huang at the Guangying Gate in Xiatian!"

The weasel in a small vest shook his head and said, "I dare not accept your gift! Just call me Lao Huang!"

"Isn't that right! After all, you're already at the seventh-rank human speech realm!" Chu Zheng shook his head.

"?! That's what the young man thought! This is just our psychic technique, I'm not a monster of the seventh rank!" Huang Pizi said.

After hearing Huang Pizi's explanation, Chu Zheng realized that they did not speak with their mouths, but with the agitation of their abdomen, which was simulated by magic! This is no longer a human condition!

"We Huang Pizi are born with strong inspiration, strong ability to learn spells, and natural spells. That's why we can station in one place and monitor ghosts!" Uncle Huang explained.

"This is not a place for people to stay, why don't young heroes follow me to the humble house to have a cup of tea and rest for a while!" Uncle Huang greeted.

Chu Zheng also nodded, he is very interested in this group of yellow skins!

When Uncle Huang heard that he agreed, he also showed a smile on his face, and then the row of sculpture-like weasels behind him immediately dispersed and left quickly.

Lao Huang led Chu Zheng to a messy haystack, and suddenly there was a hole one person high in the messy haystack, and a weasel greeted him at the door. Lao Huang got in first, and Chu Zheng followed.

After a slight sense of weightlessness, Chu Zheng suddenly appeared in a hall-like space.

It is about one foot high, and many stone pillars support the top. Various luminous stones shine brightly here, and there are several fist-sized weasel cubs squeaking, and then they are surrounded by a big weasel. The tail is all rolled away.

A few yellow leather men carried a chair and a table in front of Chu Zheng, and then a weasel came over with a cup of tea on its head.

Uncle Huang also sat on his specially made small chair, and said to Chu Zheng: "Young man, drink tea! This is our special ground root tea, which has the effect of calming the nerves!"

Chu Zheng picked up the tea and took a sip. Um! so sweet!

The entrance is sweet, but immediately there is a burst of fresh air rushing to the top of the head, clearing the mind.

The tea was drunk, and the etiquette was in place, so Chu Zheng said, "Uncle Huang didn't come to me in the middle of the night just to drink tea, did he?"

Uncle Huang said a little embarrassedly: "Of course! We are stationed in Huangcun just to monitor ghosts. Except for the people from the Golden Fist Sect, we usually don't deal with other humans."

"But now I really want to ask for something! My sons accidentally discovered that you have a flower essence! I just want to use the magic power of the flower essence!"

Just as Chu Zheng wanted to refuse, Huang Pizi quickly said: "Young man, don't refuse in a hurry! Our Huang family has been passed down for many generations, and we also have a bit of family background! How about we willing to give five hundred thousand taels of silver?"

Just want to trouble Hua Niang for 500,000 yuan? Just when I was a beggar? Chu Zheng smiled disdainfully, and immediately refused!