The Bloody Taoist

The three of them were unable to feel changes in the outside world in the white coffin.

The spirit son's escape light flashed and he quickly arrived at the edge of the official road. This place was already very close to the county city, so as not to disturb the mortals in the city.

He released the three people, then put the zombie into the coffin and put it in his sleeve.

Zuo Yinyang stood on the mountainside and looked at the tall city wall not far away, feeling inexplicably at ease.

It was supposed to be a journey where people were worried about the appearance of evil witches, but instead they were unexpectedly involved in a strange situation that suddenly appeared.

Fortunately, there was no danger and we returned safely.

"Three fellow Taoists, let's go, hurry up and go home!" As he said that, he took Lingzi and walked towards the city along the official road.

After the heavy snow, the sky and the earth were covered with snow.

The mountains in the distance seemed to be covered with a thick white quilt, undulating like a winding dragon.

The trees on the mountain were also covered with snow, and only some black branches were exposed, which looked particularly vigorous and powerful.

The official road has been covered with snow, and there are only some shallow ruts and footprints, showing the traces of people's past.

It was approaching the end of the New Year, and there were not many pedestrians on the road. In the past, there were only a few carriages at the city gate, which were crowded with people in the past. They should all be businessmen rushing home to celebrate the New Year.

Zuo Yinyang calculated that in three days it would be New Year's Eve in this world.

"Bang~ bang~"

The sound of broken bamboo lit by children in the city reached the ears of the three of them.

Zuo Yinyang muttered silently.

"It's almost Chinese New Year!"

As practitioners, as time goes by and their practice deepens, they will gradually become farther and farther away from the hustle and bustle of the world.

The bustling world and the cycle of life and death are becoming increasingly dim in their eyes.

What practitioners pursue is a higher level of realm and spiritual sublimation. For the things that ordinary people are concerned about, such as fame, fortune, life and death, etc., they have often transcended these constraints, and their state of mind has become more detached and indifferent.

Hearing Zuo Yinyang's words, the other two people were not too touched. Only He Qingni echoed: "During the Chinese New Year, the business of your inn should be bad!"

The guards guarding the city were sharp-eyed and experienced. They noticed the waistbands worn by these people from a distance.

Therefore, we dare not conduct too many inquiries on them.

They stood aside respectfully and allowed these people to pass through the city gate smoothly.

At the same time, the monks guarding the city tower also noticed the strange monk Jiang Lingzi.

The old monk thought to himself: "What a heavy corpse. Who is this person? I have never seen him before..." Although he was a little confused, but out of caution, the monk decided to briefly record the information about the spirit child. Come down.

After entering the city, a lively and prosperous market atmosphere hit your face.

Various sounds intertwined together to form a noisy scene.

People in the city are busy preparing New Year's goods and preparing to welcome the upcoming New Year.

The streets are lined with stalls of all kinds, stall owners enthusiastically selling their wares.

Jiang Lingzi looked at everything around him curiously, feeling the unique atmosphere of this city.

The hustle and bustle here was in stark contrast to the tranquility outside the city, and he couldn't help but sigh: "It is indeed a treasure land of the human race. The mortals here are living quite well!"

Hearing his sigh, Zuo Yinyang suddenly asked: "Senior Jiang Lingzi, you travel around the world, dare to ask how the lives of mortals in other places are like?"

Hearing Zuo Yinyang's question, Jiang Lingzi couldn't help but think of many past experiences. A complicated look flashed in his eyes, and his tone was filled with emotion:

“If mortals were born in places like Xinzhou and Juzhou, they would be able to survive despite the mixed forces of all parties.

If you are unfortunate enough to be reborn in an area controlled by demons, or in Youzhou and Blood Continent occupied by demonic cultivators, you will have no choice but to be kept in captivity like pigs and dogs, which is extremely miserable.

Not to mention mortals, even monks in these places are on tenterhooks all day, as they may be taken away by monks at a higher level at any time to practice medicine.

There are human religions and Confucian teachings in your Central Continent. Whether you are a monk or a mortal, you are extremely lucky to be able to live here. "

The paper man Zhang was obviously deeply touched, and he sighed: "Yes, so, Central Continent is the most treasured land of my human race!"

He Qingni also joked with Zuo Yinyang:

"Friend Chixuan, you were born in Central Continent, so you don't know the dangers of the outside world. If you travel around the world in the future, you must be careful with everyone you meet. Not all of them are good people like us!

Hehe, you are so fat that both demons and demon cultivators like you very much! "

Zuo Yinyang fell into deep thought.

Sure enough, this kind of world of cultivation, where thousands of great powers are attributed to itself, will inevitably bring about absolute dominance of the weak and the strong. Maybe Central Continent is a special case, and other places are the real world!

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Qingshui Street where Shifang Inn is located is right next to the West City Gate. When he saw the street entrance, Zuo Yinyang said: "Senior Jiang Lingzi, fellow Daoist Zhang, my inn is in front of me. I want to go home to rest for two days and go there another day. Return the mission! If you are interested, please come and sit at the inn!"

The paper man Zhang bowed his hands and returned the greeting: "Okay, I'll take my leave now, but I suggest you two go to the Qintian Prison to collect your merit points as soon as possible. If possible, try to seize the time to exchange them for cultivation resources.

I've seen it for a while, and it's time for the three counties of Heiyun to become lively! "

Then he told Zuo Yinyang his whereabouts for future contact.

As for Jiang Lingzi, he wanted to go directly to Qintian Prison, and he also wanted to get himself an inspection status so that he could participate in the mysterious situation later!

Several people separated.

Returning to his familiar territory, even He Qingni relaxed. The merchants and shopkeepers on both sides obviously already knew him and Zuo Yinyang. There were constant greetings on the road, and soon the signboard of Shifang Inn came into view.

"Master, you are back! Great!"

Qihu's eyes lit up as he was seeing off guests at the door. He saw Zuo Yinyang's conspicuous figure from a distance!

Then there was another noisy welcome at the inn.

Zuo Yinyang's return home suddenly gave everyone in the inn a backbone, and they all had heartfelt smiles on their faces.

As we spend more time together, the head of the Zuo family, who looks scary but is easy-going, inadvertently wins the respect of everyone.

In the backyard, Su Li, Qifeng, and Xiao Zizi were all surrounding Zuo Yinyang.

He took the towel Qifeng handed over first and wiped his face.

He asked casually: "Why didn't you see a leopard outside just now?"

Su Li replied: "Liu Baozi's father is back. Seeing that business is not busy at the end of the year, shopkeeper Liu allowed him half a day off."

Zuo Yinyang thought about Liu Baozi's family situation and said, "His father? I remember that Manager Liu said that his father was a bad gambler and owed a lot of debt. How could he dare to come back!"

Little Leaf on the side took the towel that Zuo Yinyang had used up, and then said: "I heard from Leopard that his father seems to have made a lot of money outside, and he said he wants to redeem him!"

Zuo Yinyang didn't pay much attention after hearing this. Baozi worked very diligently during the time he came to the inn, and he was a good boy. If his gambling father could really change his ways and change his ways, Zuo Yinyang would definitely not let him go.

After all, the current situation in the inn makes it easy to recruit people.

"Bad gamblers can turn around, huh!"

Thinking of the cases he came into contact with in his previous life, Zuo Yinyang snorted softly in his heart, with a trace of disdain flashing in his eyes.

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