Too Reckless

Four days later, Yangshan.

As soon as the winter moon arrives, the snowstorms in the north seem to be endless, only big and small, and there is almost no time to stop.

On the official road in the outskirts of Yangcheng, four horses marched along the frozen Zhuo River to Yanjiazhuang at the foot of Yangshan Mountain.

The more Zuo Lingquan went to Yangshan, the more he could see the tension of the people in the prefecture and county. Although the madness did not spread, the doors of every household were still closed, no outsiders were seen, and there were still unknown yellow paper talismans on the doors, and what was more The dog's blood was splashed directly, and there were no dogs barking in the four wilds, and I don't know how many good dogs, which ruined the disaster.

When they came to the vicinity of the villa, they could no longer see the nearby villagers, and they all avoided the Yan family as if they were hiding from the plague, but there were many outsiders in the Yanjiazhuang.

Zuo Lingquan walked through the avenue outside the villa, and saw many Taoist priests and swordsmen who looked like 'fairy winds' Zhuangzi warms up.

As long as the practitioners do not show the mountains and dew, it is difficult for outsiders to see the exact details, but they can still see something from the breath and footsteps.

As far as the appearance of these 'immortal masters', they all look like Zuo Yunting. Zuo Lingquan glanced outside Zhuangzi. It is estimated that very few can reach the sixth level of Qi practice. It was not until after entering Zhuangzi that he saw it. Some decent buddies.

Zuo Lingquan followed Yan Ge into the villa, passed through the corridor and came to the living room in the middle, and saw seven people sitting in the hall where the Yan family was entertaining guests.

The person sitting in the main seat was naturally Yan Ge, his father Yan Sanjie. He was wearing a robe with a calm expression on his face. Judging from his aura, he was definitely a master in the arena. Like Song Chi, he can open up the two veins of Ren and Du to enter Taoism by martial arts, and he is definitely a figure in the secular world.

The six people sitting in the guest seats are different.

The first person on the right is a Taoist priest in green robe, holding a whisk, he can't tell the breath, his Taoism is definitely not low, and he is the only one who looks like a really high person.

The opposite on the left is a middle-aged swordsman, with a burly stature and a sturdy appearance. He speaks like a thunderbolt, and his tone is also more aggressive. Hearing the butler behind Yan Sanjie frown.

The other four seemed to be a bit virtuous, but they were more humble and restrained. They just drank tea and listened without saying a word.

Zuo Lingquan originally thought that several people were discussing the matter of madness, but when he got closer, he realized that the burly swordsman was saying:

"...I, Fan Jin, is a swordsman from Central Continent, and I always do things fairly. The fairy money spent by people on the mountain is worth a hundred taels of silver at the market price; I came from the Sword Imperial City thousands of miles away, and the light travel fee is less than three thousand taels. Silver, one shot, no matter whether it is successful or not, no three thousand taels of silver will be a loss; for the sake of my fellow villagers, I don’t ask the owner of Yanzhuang how much he wants, I will give three thousand taels beforehand. I don't have the face to ask for three thousand taels, do you think this price is reasonable?"

The first-level cultivator of Linggu made a full effort. If he emptied his entire body of infuriating energy, plus the risk of shooting and the consumption of talisman pills, this price could be said to be doing good deeds at a loss.

But when the morale of the monks is exhausted, they are waiting to die. The monks will not do this kind of thing in their normal brains, and they will basically run away after consuming two or three stereotypes. Moreover, judging from the appearance of the burly swordsman, it is still two years before they reach the Linggu. Said that this method of asking price is tantamount to taking advantage of the fire.

The owner of the village, Yan Sanjie, can't reply immediately. Several immortal masters present secretly shook their heads, but the Taoist priest in green robe said with a smile:

"Do things first, and when things are done, let alone 6,000 taels, even if it's 60,000 taels, the owner of Yanzhuang will probably come out with his teeth, and he has to be grateful to Fan Jianxian. If it doesn't work, it should be compensated according to the actual cost. Why do you need to say this beforehand?"

If the housekeeper Song Fu didn't see Fan Jin's ability, he had already been beaten out. Hearing this, he said quickly:

"The cloud leopard Taoist is right, as long as the wind disease can be eliminated, even if the third master of my family cuts the meat, he will give you all the incense money..."

Fan Jin raised his hand to interrupt the words: "Master Yun called me a sword immortal, and he should know the style of a swordsman, he said as much as he could, and never fooled people; if he took three thousand taels of fixed money, even if he lost money afterwards, it would be counted. I, Fan Jin, are unlucky myself, I don't ask you to take an extra penny, but if I don't see the money, I can't take this job..."

With this attitude of recognizing money, not only the people in the hall frowned, but even Xie Qiutao, who was following Zuo Lingquan, secretly pouted. If it wasn't for the inappropriate occasion, they would all carry their pipa up to see the head of this Fan Dajianxian. How hard.

Yan Sanjie had nothing to do, and the safety of the whole family was at stake. Even if he didn't believe in Fan Jin, he didn't want to miss the chance to solve the madness because of several thousand taels of silver. appeared at the door.

When someone came over, everyone in the hall naturally stopped talking and looked up.

Yan Ge bowed her hands and said:

"Father, I'm back, this is Zuo Lingquan, Zuo Shaoxia, a friend I met in the capital..."

Yan Sanjie's eyesight is not bad. He can see that Zuo Lingquan has a solid foundation and is a good player, but he is still younger than his son. What is the use of bringing it back at this time?

In the presence of the guests, Yan Sanjie didn't say much, just raised his hand;

"It's a pleasure to meet, Song Fu, to arrange for Zuo Shaoxia... There are two more girls, go to the guest room to rest, entertain them well, don't neglect a few guests."

"Yes."

Song Fu nodded slightly and made arrangements to go out. Everyone in the hall also closed their eyes and re-discussed the matter.

Zuo Lingquan's original intention was to go in and listen, but when he saw this battle, he was naturally a little helpless. However, he was young in appearance, and he really didn't look like an expert. It was reasonable to be regarded as a friend, and he didn't care.

Yan Ge called Zuo Lingquan all the way, and didn't even enter the living room, naturally embarrassed and ashamed. He walked with Zuo Lingquan, shook his head and said:

"Father is so worried about the madness, he really has no energy, and I hope Brother Zuo will forgive me for the poor reception."

"Brother Yan, you're welcome. You and I are of the same generation. I'm just here to see the situation. It's best to say whether I can help or not. There's no reason for the owner of Yanzhuang to entertain..."

Song Fu walked ahead and led the way, and was also listening to the two of them talking.

The third master Yan has a great reputation in the country of Caiyi. When young people come here, they are either young and arrogant, or they are arrogant and nervous.

Song Fu saw Zuo Lingquan come empty-handed, and dared to bring the two girls, he thought it was a slutty ranger whom the young master knew outside.

But Zuo Lingquan's speech is elegant and easy-going, and he doesn't seem to be young and frivolous at all, and it seems that he really came to help.

With the Yan family down to this point, having a friend who really helps, whether he can help or not, is a rare heart.

Seeing this, Song Fu slowed down and turned around and smiled;

"The young man is worried. The village master has been worried about the madness and can't sleep at night in the past two years, but he has been better in the past few days. The village has invited an immortal master, who has real skills, and several young masters. I've gotten better..."

"Yes?"

Yan Ge was overjoyed when she heard the words, and hurriedly asked: "Is it the immortal teacher wearing the blue robe? I knew it was a real immortal..."

"That's right..."

Song Fu recounted the day when the Cloud Leopard Taoist came, and then said:

"...The cloud leopard Taoist said that it may be something evil and evil, as long as the root cause is removed, the madness will be completely cured; these days, the village owner has sent people to look for peace in the Yangshan area~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The yamen side is also helping with the things related to the gourd. If it goes well, it won't take long for the third master's heart disease to be completely resolved..."

Zuo Lingquan was mostly happy when he heard the words. After all, even if this trip was in vain, it would be better than if the matter could not be solved.

And Xie Qiutao, who was behind him, was a veteran in dealing with ghosts and evil spirits. Hearing this, he naturally wanted to see what happened, and stepped forward:

"Old man, can you take us to see a few young masters? I can do some alchemy, maybe I can help."

The housekeeper Song Fu looked back - a little girl facing Fifteen or Sixteen, similar to the daughter of the woman next to her. She spoke very sweetly and seemed to be fine, but she didn't look like an adult.

Afraid of scaring the little girl, Song Fu originally wanted to refuse, but Yan Ge met Zuo Lingquan in the library and always felt that the three of them were extraordinary, so she led the way:

"Let's go, I'll take you over to see my mother, you can see the best reason, but there is also a clouded leopard Taoist priest. As long as this matter can be solved as soon as possible, it is better than anything..."

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