Chapter 67 Blood Moon, Meteor, Mutation.
Nine Days Later.
The Wang family was in mourning.
Amidst the sorrow, everyone respectfully sent the old lady up the mountain.
Yi Chen's superb skills in hosting funerals naturally won him unanimous praise from those who came to pay their respects.
It's art!
Not long after the death of Wutong Demon that day, the old lady of the Wang family unfortunately passed away.
It turned out that the old lady's improved condition that day was just a last gasp.
Yi Chen finally completed the task of hosting the funeral.
"Thank you for your hard work these past few days, Taoist priest."
Mrs. Wang was wearing plain clothes. She bowed deeply to Yi Chen, her eyes red.
As the saying goes, if you want to be pretty, be filial.
Mrs. Wang, who was already extremely beautiful, looked even more charming at this moment. A plain belt bound her waist, and she wore a white flower on her head. Her breathtaking figure was revealed as she tucked in her skirt and bowed.
Sometimes, being too good-looking is both a blessing and a sin.
She clapped her hands, and Xiu'er came over and handed her an envelope.
After the matter of the Five Demons came to an end, Xiu'er resumed her role as Lady Wang's personal maid, and after going through some hardships, she looked more stable.
Looking at the envelope in front of him, Yi Chen pinched it with his hand and showed a satisfied smile.
Not bad, three silver notes worth one thousand taels.
He deserved it. I have been practicing benevolence and righteousness, doing good deeds all my life. This is what he deserves.
The Five-Way Demon fought back before he died that day. If Yi Chen hadn't been quick, and he had said that last word before he died, things would have been very serious.
For some things, you can still get by without lifting the lid.
Once it is revealed, there is no turning back.
No matter what happens to Madam Wang and her husband later, at least in front of everyone, Yi Chen has managed to preserve her last bit of dignity.
"Madam, you are too kind."
"This matter is over, and it's time for me to leave."
At this moment, the head of the Wang family happened to walk in after hearing this.
"It's already late today, and it's hard to travel at night. How about you stay here for one more night and leave early tomorrow morning?"
Yi Chen thought about it and finally chose to refuse.
I think Mrs. Wang and her husband must have a lot to talk about tonight, so it is really not convenient for him to stay any longer.
But what Patriarch Wang said also makes sense, it is difficult to travel at night.
After leaving the palace, Yi Chen suddenly decided to go to the inn in the city and get a room upstairs to stay for the night and return tomorrow.
This week, he was either busy presiding over the funeral of Old Lady Wang or returning to his room to touch the thunder jade. Even with his superhuman physique and will, he felt a little tired.
"People are not machines, so it's time to relax and take it easy."
After a while, Yi Chen went to the clothing store to buy himself a set of casual clothes, and then walked out of the inn where he was staying.
At this time, he had taken off his Taoist robe and put on brocade clothes, dressed like a hero of the world. He turned around and entered the largest...institution for connecting people in Ping'an County - Tianxiang Pavilion.
How to relieve worries?
Listening to music in a brothel.
His Hidden Dragon Temple did not prohibit marriage, so what was wrong with going to Tianxiang Pavilion to broaden his horizons? Besides, he took off his Taoist robe today and was no longer Taoist Master Yichengzi.
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Tianxiang Pavilion.
Yi Chen sat down in the hall with a majestic posture and ordered eight girls in one breath.
Whether plump or thin, beautiful as peach or willow, each has their own merits.
The eight people were some massaging arms, some peeling grapes, some pouring wine, and they were all very busy and having fun.
"Sir, you haven't told me your full name yet?"
A girl with a fox face peeled a grape and handed it to Yi Chen's mouth.
"Remember this, my nickname is Fantian Harrier." Yi Chen laughed and swallowed the grapes in the beauty's hand in one gulp.
After some eating, drinking and fun, he smiled and put eight small silver bills of twenty taels into the inner garments of the eight girls, and then asked them all to leave and not to be disturbed anymore.
The noisy sounds in the hall and the sounds of stringed instruments and orchestras around him penetrated his ears. The surroundings were very lively, but Yi Chen felt lonely in his heart at this moment.
He is already different from others.
The girls who were massaging his arms tried their best but couldn't move his muscles. If they continued, he was afraid that the two girls would stretch out his chewing muscles.
His muscles are now extremely dense, weighing about 600 to 700 kilograms. If he really wants to do something, I wonder if the combined weight of those eight people is as heavy as his weight alone. That's called killing.
Of course, there is a more important point.
Although those eight girls were all good-looking, their temperaments were really not to her liking. Nowadays, most looks were embellished with makeup. When he looked carefully, he could even see powder stuck in their pores. He really couldn't bring himself to do it, so he decided to just keep quiet.
The only chance is if she is someone as naturally beautiful as Madam Wang.
Damn it, Yichengzi, oh Yichengzi, how could you think like that.
Nun Shuiyue is pretty good.
The silhouette of a beautiful lady suddenly appeared in Yi Chen’s mind.
Thinking of this, Yi Chen felt that he was really dirty, so he decided to punish himself with another drink, and then forgave himself.
After all, the one who was having wild thoughts tonight was Fantian Yaozi, so what did it have to do with Taoist Yichengzi?
Listening to the noise of the people around him, the sounds of finger-guessing games, cheers, and toasts, Yi Chen leaned back on the carved mahogany chair, gently patted the armrests, and sang softly.
"If the east is dark, the west will be bright. I will dry out my sorrow when the setting sun is gone."
"If I wasn't busy the night before, I'll be busy the night after. After dreaming about gold, I'm dreaming about yellow rice."
….. "I am at ease among the human world, I am originally a carefree immortal in heaven."
"I don't spend anything for the mundane world, I just want to be moved by good wine."
For some reason, Yi Chen suddenly remembered the song "Xian'er" by Ershieryueji in his previous life, and sang it out as soon as he thought of it.
“How boring.”
After the song was over, Yi Chen smiled, stood up, paid the bill and left.
The surroundings were noisy and bustling, but he could no longer fit into the world of ordinary people.
He is really different now.
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
In his eyes, the light of life of ordinary people is as fragile as a candle flame in the wind, which can be extinguished with a wave of the hand... a large area.
When dealing with ordinary people, one must be extremely careful, for fear of accidentally killing them.
The alcohol, money and sex that used to help him pass the time are becoming increasingly boring and uninteresting to him now.
The secular world is no longer his playground.
He wants to pursue a higher level and more exciting world.
He longed for the kind of life-or-death battle where fists and fists collided, the feeling of truly feeling alive and his soul sublimating.
After drinking the last glass of wine, Yi Chen, who felt out of tune with his surroundings, decided to return to the inn. At this time, a girl stopped him.
It was Xiaohuan, the girl with long black hair who had peeled grapes for him just now.
"Fantian Yaozi, are you staying tonight?"
"I like you."
Xiaohuan's face was flushed, and it was obvious that she had mustered up her courage.
Yi Chen sneered.
"I am a hero in the martial arts world. I have no future. I have just spent all the money I have. I can only let the young lady down."
"I won't charge you any money."
Miss Xiaohuan was very persistent and seemed to be very fascinated by Yi Chen's temperament at this moment.
She liked this man with contradictory temperament, strong body and mystery.
Just now she had secretly watched him for a long time. He had a lonely temperament that was very different from his surroundings. It was a loneliness that went deep into his bones.
A weird temperament that is both calm and crazy.
In short, very charming.
"How about I return the money to you?" Miss Xiaohuan insisted.
Yi Chen: “…”
Although he was a little speechless, Yi Chen was still secretly happy in his heart.
He thought for a moment, patted Miss Xiaohuan's face, picked up a chopstick on the table, broke it, and said with a smile:
"Meeting is fate. If you want to change your way of life, take this broken chopstick and go to Zhen'an Division to find a man named Lin Zhengyi, or go to Fengyun County to find Chief Constable Sun. Say that it was asked by an old friend from Yinlong Temple, and they will arrange it for you."
"Believe me, your wish will come true. Even the big boss behind Tianxiang Pavilion will not offend me, Fantian Yaozi."
Yi Chen laughed and suddenly disappeared from the spot.
Only Xiaohuan was left holding the broken chopsticks in her hand, dumbfounded.
If it weren't for the broken chopsticks in her hand, it would seem as if nothing had happened.
Today, Yi Chen is qualified to change the fate of an ordinary person with just a few words.
For such a small matter, no one in the entire Ping'an County would ignore his will.
Because, he has punches!
Standing on the terrace of the inn, Yi Chen clenched his fist, stretched out his hand to face the moonlight, and grinned.
After nine days of hard training in his spare time, he managed to accumulate four source points with his inhumane ruthlessness.
The big one is finally coming.
The number of Dayan is fifty, and its uses are forty-nine. What kind of changes will the strength attribute reaching fifty bring to him? Yi Chen is very much looking forward to it.
Just as Yi Chen was looking at the moonlight and preparing to add some improvement, the night sky suddenly changed drastically. Countless blood-red meteors streaked across the sky and crashed into the earth.
The moon turned blood red in an instant.
As soon as the blood appeared, Yi Chen's hair stood up. In an instant, he felt that there was suddenly a very deep malice between heaven and earth. This was the strongest malice he had ever seen.
Compared with this evil, the underworld is nothing.
This malice came quickly and went away quickly, and soon disappeared between heaven and earth.
"The world is changing, what's the future?"
Suddenly, Yi Chen thought of the first sentence in the old Taoist's letter, and he couldn't help but frown.
It’s too late today. Tomorrow we will thank all the friends who voted.
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ps: The real show has just begun, everyone.
(End of this chapter)