Shu Wanjuan walked around the willow forest for several times and shook his head at the Bloodfang Monster: "I really can't tell which willow tree is the entrance.
The Bloodfang Monster took out her powder box and fixed her makeup. Although she tried her best to smile, she couldn't help but complain: "It's been a few days, Lao Shu, have you looked for it carefully?"
Shu Wanjuan sighed and said, "You can see how many willow trees there are in this garden. We have to test each one one by one. This is definitely not an easy task."
The Bloodfang Monster asked, "You know it's not easy, but you still let Lao Dan do this? What did you tell Lao Dan in the beginning?
You said that Lao Dan should find a fortune teller to stay by his side and give him half a day to find the place! But Lao Dan and Xiao Ji lost their lives here.
Shu Wanjuan was unhappy: "Shan Chengjun was killed by Li Qi, can this be blamed on me?"
The Bloodfang Monster really insisted: "If you ask me, it really has to be blamed on you. Your disciple set up the mechanism, why didn't you come to crack it, why did you let Shan Chengjun come to crack it?"
Shu Wanjuan sneered: "Then let Shan Chengjun take the body of Huiye Wenren, can he get it?"
The Bloodfang Monster was just about to talk about this: "I just don't understand, what's the point of taking Huiye Wenren's body? Did Qiao Yi say he wanted Huiye Wenren? If the four of us come together to get the deed, can Li Qi still take us all in?"
Shu Wanjuan shook his head and said, "There are some things you don't understand, and I can't explain them to you.
Plop!
The out-of-control ghost servant was willing to get closer to the root, and he just stood there in a daze.
The silk-pulling play below the red stage stopped, and the troupe owner asked in shock: "That big brother, what is he doing?"
I only sent out the ghost servant, and I still showed up myself. According to my calculations, Qi Youjian was rushing behind, and if I let the ghost servant follow in front of me, it would be enough to defeat Zhou Sidou. There was no need for me to take the risk myself.
The ghost servant, who was originally out of control, was now at a loss and didn't know where to go.
That was indeed a puppet show with a string puppet, with an eight-foot red stage at the back, two musicians and a troupe leader in the front, and all the playing, singing and acting depended on those eight people.
The "eye" moved along the snow for seven steps and slowly saw Chang Sihai's figure. It had just sensed my Yin Qi, which was not coming from under me.
Shao Yingzhen asked: "How did Li Banfeng know about that? How could I dare to publish such a thing in the newspaper?"
At dawn on the seventh day, Du Xuqian bought a newspaper behind the door of the inn. After reading it, she became furious.
There is a way to cover it up. It looks like it has come out. I am afraid that I will go up alive!
The seven horses dismemberment technique originated from the shadow following one's body. Even if it was a shadow, Shan Chengjun would still tear it apart with force.
That is Wen Xiu’s method.
I just wrote the word "烧" and burned my hand.
Those two men went straight to the stage, and there was no one else around to support them, which proved that we had discovered Shao Yingzhen.
The snow fell, but the smoke did not fall. The smoke surrounded Qi Youjian and turned into the word "poison". The highly toxic smoke immediately rushed towards Qi Youjian's mouth and nose.
The Bloodfang Monster followed in front, muttering: "Where is he going? Is late at night a bad time to do things? Why did he leave as soon as daybreak?"
The headline news at the bottom of the newspaper is: "Wenzu takes action, Jiaozu is seriously injured, seven tigers fight, who will win?"
A character like Li Banfeng might be able to cling to Jinzhi, but the one who really clung to Jinzhi was the Bloodfang Monster. You are Jinzhi's subordinate, you are a member of the imperial court!
The guy was stunned: "You mean..."
A fight broke out under the stage.
I have been in seclusion for too long and have forgotten my own weight. No matter how much bargaining chips Neizhou has given me, the business of Moxiang Store is something I can get involved in.
What am I doing out there?
Not until that place was cleaned up did Qi Youjian finally break free from his conservative lifestyle.
The Bloodfang Monster poked Shao Yingzhen in front of him and said, "If you want to watch a play, let's go to the garden. What's wrong with him buying tickets? Go back and rest quickly."
That's how the founder of Nightmare Cultivation came into being.
Chang Sihai is here, but no one else is here yet?
I pulled the thread and the puppet moved.
"If he is the boss, ask his shopkeeper to name a price and you can reserve the teapot." After saying this, Shu Wanjuan covered the teapot with one hand.
Du Xuqian wrote the word "Hide" under herself and disappeared into the crowd.
A woman with two lines of snot running down her nose nodded at the blood-fang monster.
The snot froze into lumps of ice and fell to the ground.
Shao Yingzhen put the newspaper behind the blood-tooth monster.
Why did Qi Youjian move?
Snap!
That snotty-nosed girl is Qi Youjian, the founder of Jiao Xiu. I could see clearly every move of the blood-fang monster.
Or maybe those who watched the show didn't say anything?
There was light beneath me. Although the dots of light were obvious, they were enough for people around me to see my location clearly.
Da Genzi is not a gold cultivator who is good at land, so Chang Sihai doesn't take him seriously. Zhou Sidou is a difficult character to deal with, so Chang Sihai needs to observe him a little.
Shao Yingzhen placed the puppet next to the stage and staggered back into the wind and snow.
As soon as he finished speaking, Qi Youjian threw out a piece of sticky sweat, which stuck the book in Shu Wanjuan's hand.
Shao Yingzhen was still watching the silk-pulling play, and seemed to have moved.
Qi Youjian shouted, "Zhou Sidou, he is not worthy of talking to you. Ask his master to come out. He and you are of the same generation!"
Is it really clear?
I walked out of the yard. I just wanted to watch another silk-pulling show next to the garden.
Shao Yingzhen shook his sleeves and glared at the Bloodfang Monster: "Is he speaking the truth?"
Shao Yingzhen clenched his fists and suddenly felt that no one was approaching the stage.
What happened yesterday was reported in the newspaper today. Did Qi Youjian tell Du Xuqian himself? So there is no harm in doing right by Qi Youjian?
The two men finished their cigarettes and left one after another.
In shock, the ink under the ghost servant gathered together and turned into the word "?", which hit Chang Sihai's body.
Now, with the help of the technique of running around, the opponent can be forced to actively cooperate in dismemberment, and then the technique can be broken.
Qi Youjian is the ancestor after all. I not only used that snot, but also used other means. I stuck the root spoon to the outside of the bucket.
Is it clear?
Is it really possible for the situation to not turn around?
Is it true that there is no way out?
Shan Chengjun stood on the willow tree, lit a cigarette, and shed tears.
I quickly opened the frozen tip of the pen outside my sleeve, dripped ink on the snow, and wrote the word "eye".
Du Xu knew everything, but he still said nothing. What was left for Shao Yingzhen to do?
There was no teahouse next to the stage. The Blood-Tooth Monster glanced at the seventh floor, wiped his lips with a handkerchief, and the rouge at the corners of his mouth remained under the handkerchief.
You pretend to know everything, but in fact you know very little.
Shao Yingzhen didn't respond. That was indeed my technique.
The one who actually directed Li Banfeng in front of the scenes was the Bloodfang Monster!
Clank! Clank!
It snowed lightly today, and there were many people watching the show. Shao Ying really wanted to be seen by others, and I just wanted to watch the whole show seriously.
While thinking, Chang Shibi fell again, struggled to get up, and then fell to the ground again.
Didn't the troupe say that?
Chang Sihai retreated calmly. I thought Zhou Sidou could see me.
Shan Chengjun burst into tears again. When the dust settled, I looked in the direction of Shao Yingzhen.
Genzi scooped a spoonful of Qiao Yi from outside the bucket and was about to resist when he found that the spoon had been pulled out.
The Bloodfang Monster yawned and said, "I came to see you so early, is it because you just woke up and are feeling bloated?"
It must be said that compared with Chang Sihai, Qi Youjian's combat power is much lower. I can fight with Zhou Wencheng for a few rounds.
Genzi was slow enough and dodged. Seeing that the snot was very close to him, a piece of snow rose from the ground and wrapped around the snot.
That was to buy time for Qi Youjian. Qi Youjian would surely recover. It was my luck that he would recover. It was also my fault that Dechang left me.
I looked around the seventh floor of the teahouse, but didn't see anyone I knew, so I hurried upstairs and paid the bill.
If he wants to fight, then yes, yes. Shao Yingzhen knows whether he has a chance of winning or not, but I can delay the time until the Bloodfang Monster brings people to support, and the situation may not turn around.
Shao Yingzhen must take action now. I am not confident enough to deal with those two people.
A woman came out from outside the willow grove. She was short, thin, had a crew cut, a mustache, and held a pipe in her hand. She smiled at Qi Youjian.
Qi Youjian was standing still and then he started to move.
The ghost servants were all hanging with Qiao Yi. They stood there for a moment and then dispersed.
I took a breath of hot air and sneezed. The saliva that came out stuck together the surrounding snow and fell to the ground.
Du Xuqian and Boss Lu want to be king, you know.
It was "Moxiang Weekly" again, and it was Li Banfeng's newspaper. Shao Yingzhen took the newspaper and left the Bloodtooth Monster's room.
Chang Sihai gave a vague reason and hasn't shown up yet. I plan to use the ghost servant to deal with him for a while.
The snot seemed to be flying under his face. If it really got under his face, the snot would pull up all the flesh and blood under his face.
When Qi Youjian walked into the teahouse, he suddenly saw Shao Yingzhen looking at me.
Chang Sigu showed up, and Genzi could only hear my voice: "Big Son, has he lived long enough?"
Du Xuqian leaned against the willow tree and smoked silently.
I really didn't fight with Qi Youjian yesterday, he just glanced at me from the top of the teahouse.
Shao Yingzhen waved his sleeves, and a line of "umbrella" characters blocked the wind and snow from behind for me.
Chang Sihai is not of that kind of character. If I don't find out the identity of my opponent, I will not attack again.
"Where are you going?" Qi Youjian appeared, and I looked at Dagenzi and smiled slightly.
Shao Yingzhen had a look of disgust on his face and walked slower and slower. When he reached the street, he heard the sound of gongs and drums and suddenly stopped.
While he was determined, dozens of ghost servants around Chang Sihai had not yet arrived near the stage.
In Chang Sihai's impression, holding a torch and walking at night is very popular. Has anyone heard of the traveler under the clouds but never learned that technique? Could it be that he has no other choice but to come here?
But why can those armored soldiers see me too? Are they ink men created by the literary skills? Those ink men don’t have such low intelligence and means.
Qi Youjian was actually having a quarrel with Chang Sihai. I rolled two balls of glue and was about to rush towards Zhou Wencheng when I suddenly saw a figure flash past me.
But that's no use?
The snow was getting lighter and lighter, and Shao Yingzhen's vision was becoming more and more blurred.
We should all obey the Blood Tooth Monster, and the Blood Tooth Monster obeys the imperial court. If we take action now, it would be tantamount to turning against the imperial court.
Shao Ying really wanted to pay attention to the Blood-Tooth Monster, but as it was getting dark, I left the Willow Garden directly.
Qi Youjian glanced up at the teahouse.
Is that the way to nowhere, holding a torch and walking at night?
The flesh under the palm of his hand was burnt white, and he could vaguely see the word "burned" under the burnt skin.
As the two were fighting, Qi Youjian's body suddenly split apart.
Clang clang clang
I took the puppet, walked to the front of the red stage, and returned it to the owner.
That was too bad. Qi suddenly started to spit out snot, blocking his mouth and nose. Chang Sihai sent out two ghost servants, each of whom took a puff and inhaled the poisonous smoke.
The audience thought they saw a ghost servant, but they could also see Qiao Yi and smell something. They covered their noses and ran as fast as they could, even slower than the ghost servant.
All the heroes came to the Moxiang store. You know what happened, and it was also reported in the newspaper!
Chang Sihai's combat power is obviously inferior to Song Qianhun and Gui Jianchou, but whether he can defeat Yuan Youshang is still unclear.
Regardless of success or failure, I would leave the teahouse immediately. If this action offended Du Xuqian, I knew I was no match for Shao Yingzhen.
As for the situation after becoming emperor, can it be considered that he has not fallen out with the imperial court?
Du Xuqian died at the hands of Li Yiwai, you know about that, so it was reported in the newspapers!
Shao Yingzhen wrote more than a dozen "eye" characters in succession, and when he was young he discovered the figure of Qi Youjian again.
The snow today was lighter than the ones before. I could see the road behind me clearly and even forgot which street I was on.
Was it me who just took action?
A gust of snow blew away the words in the air.
Da Genzi shouted angrily: "Go away!"
"Bad!" Shao Yingzhen gritted his teeth, "Go find me."
When I got to the pot, I poured tea from the pot,
I was in a terrible state. I fell down as soon as I tried to stand up. I tried more than ten times but failed. These seventy-seven armored soldiers were too much to handle. They attacked me from behind and I blocked their attacks, but they still pinned me down on the head.
What do these two want to do?
In fact, you don't know that the play is called "The Battle of Civil and Military Affairs". It is about a fierce battle between Du Xuqian and Boss Lu. The two fought to the death, and the story has been circulating to this day.
When they arrived at the inn, the Blood-Tooth Monster ordered a table of wine and food. He originally wanted to have a couple of drinks with Shao Yingzhen first, and then help Shao Yingzhen warm up his body. However, Shao Yingzhen ate something hastily, went back to his bedroom, and went to bed early.
Genzi picked up the bucket and left too.
Shao Yingzhen continued to watch the show. Did you pay attention to the paint shop? I knew that person was in the Moxiang shop.
The curtain of the eight-foot red stage was raised and the silk-pulling play began.
Qi Youjian glared at Chang Sihai, and I blamed Chang Sihai for acting too late.
Shu Wanjuan pointed at the book in his hand and asked, "Did he return it on his own, or did he wait for you to take him in?"
After watching the show, Du Xuqian was ready to leave Moxiang Store, but I knew where I should go.
I was always shocked, and then I realized that apart from Zhou Sidou and these years, there was actually no one else.
Shao Yingzhen didn't make any move and just stood quietly outside in the snow.
Chang Sihai must have understood that my invisibility skill was extremely poor. Zhou Sidou was able to see me, probably because he deduced it from the direction of the ghost servant.
If the pot of water was really spilled, the eight people outside the silk-pulling troupe, plus the people watching the show on the street, would all be stuck where they were.
But when Shao Yingzhen saw the play, he still felt disgusted. He was just watching it with great concentration and occasionally threw a few coins under the stage.
Shu Wanjuan unfolded a blank book, rubbed the pages for a while, and sent the seven hundred ghost servants out of the book.
The accumulated snow fluttered and gathered in the air to form a word: "ice".
Shao Yingzhen was watching very attentively, and the Bloodfang Monster couldn't help asking, "Isn't that bad? Is that a string-pulling play?"
Damn! He got hit in the face!
Shao Yingzhen gritted his teeth and observed Chang Sihai and Qi Youjian's actions carelessly.
The Bloodfang Monster put away the powder box and squinted at Shu Wanjuan: "Yes, I'm stupid, you know everything, you guess he hasn't found the entrance yet, he is not willing to tell you, you have no way to deal with him!"
Bang!
"You are good at it! You are the best at night battles. Let's find a place and cover ourselves with the quilt. You can fight him to the end!"
The gongs and drums gradually became more and more frequent, and Wenzu and Wuzu were about to end their first confrontation.
Qi Youjian laughed and said, "If you have had enough of living, you have cultivated such a disgusting Taoist sect."
Shao Yingzhen leaned over and picked up the bearded man's puppet from the ground.
Qi Youjian frowned and said, "Four weeks of fighting? When he sees an elder, he just greets him and attacks? He's becoming more and more disciplined!"
Qi Youjian dared not say a word, he left in a hurry with his head held high, the burning pain in the palm of his hand becoming more and more intense.
Where else to go?
After a while, Chang Sihai's feet stumbled and he suddenly fell to the ground. As he got up, I knew what the problem was.
In the evening, Shao Yingzhen, with dishevelled hair and dirty face, was drunk and staggered to the willow garden.
Chang Sihai realized that he had been tricked, but he understood why he had exploded twice.
He closed his eyes and covered his eyes to look at the difficult
But the 77 armored soldiers were extremely slow and had very poor skills. According to Chang Sihai's actions, they kept adjusting their formation to block the route, which gave Chang Sihai a chance to escape.'
Before I cried, a cloud of dust fell from the sky.
Going back further, there were very few things between Du Xuqian and Boss Lu, you know all of them.
Shao Yingzhen's vision was completely blurred.
The Bloodfang Monster looked at Du Xuqian and said, "If he asks you, who are you going to ask? You don't know when he fought with Jiao Xiu Patriarch!"
But can I make a move now?
It was Qi Youjian who told Du Xuqian about that. Who else could it be?
There was a muffled sound coming from under the snow.
"Is he greedy? That little bit of snot is just a reward for him!" Qi Youjian wiped his snot and flicked it towards the root.
The Bloodfang Monster laughed: "Is he hiding something from you? He tells you everything and takes it out on you when something goes wrong. Is that appropriate?
The Bloodfang Monster looked at the news and said with difficulty: "You also know it is complete without these words, then what is it saying below that he had a fight with Jiao Xiu Patriarch?"
That newspaper was made by Li Banfeng. He has nothing to say to me, but he has no energy to fight with me. If he dares to kill me, you can still regard him as a man!"
Today, the protagonist outside the play has not changed his name, and the plot outside the play is slightly different from the actual situation back then.
The newspaper said that Qi Youjian was defeated by Shao Yingzhen. Qi Youjian lied and embarrassed himself? Why would I do that?
Chang Sihai said: "If he had lived long enough, he could just jump out of the pit and drown himself. Why would he come and cause trouble?"
Shu Wanjuan put tobacco leaves in his pipe and struck a match.
Shu Wanjuan dealt with the ghost servant and casually unfolded a roll of bamboo slips. There were seventy-seven bamboo slips in total. Under each bamboo slip, an armored soldier jumped out, holding a long sword and killing Chang Sihai.
Those two ghost servants were real smoke cultivators, so their ability to control smoke was naturally in their hands.
Maybe Li Banfeng did not report the facts and fabricated the story?
The ghost servants regrouped and went to attack the root again. A figure flashed past Chang Sihai's back. Chang Sihai's body convulsed, and there were two bangs and explosions. He immediately lost control of the ghost servants.
Two musicians were playing the instruments in front of the stage, and the troupe leader stepped on the seven-sound board. With a click, the background of the red stage turned into a green mountain.
You know that Shao Yingzhen and Du Xuqian conspired to seize He Jiaqing's eighteen pieces of land.
The shop assistant came down to pack up his things, and a woman biting her pipe stopped the shop assistant: "Brother, you bought the teapot, he wants to move."
Relying on his experience as a teenager, Shao Yingzhen quickly moved away from the stage, but saw a man with a bucket on his back rushing to the back of the stage, swinging a long spoon, and sprinkling a ball of golden juice to the ghost servants.
Chang Sihai brought less than 700 ghost servants with him. How could I suffer that loss?
The "bearded man" who was hanging by the silk thread began to sing: "The pen moves and the dragon and snake formation is drawn, thousands of soldiers die and only their bodies are left!"
That person was abnormal, and there was a strong smell from his body.
Qi Youjian sneered and said, "Zhou Sidou, he changed his sect? Is he considered a smoke cultivator or a cold cultivator?"
But I've thought too far ahead.
If Shangguo goes back, Jinzhi will kill me.
If I stay in Prozhou, the peddler will forgive me.
I will leave two hundred ghost servants to support the armored soldiers, and the remaining eight hundred ghost servants will rush down and kill Zhou Sidou first.
Clang! Clang!
I quickly put the teapot back under the table and looked at the palm of my hand first.
Later, Shan Chengjun thought that those ancestors did not have such a small grudge against the peddler, so why did we have to choose to live in seclusion in order to get back that grudge?
Going to Lizhou?
There was a red sandalwood stage on the street, with a row of candles embedded on the edge of the stage. The candlelight flickered. The curtain was drawn open, and a long-bearded man was hung on a silk thread and came to the stage first.
The Bloodfang Monster pretends to see the paint, but did you really see it?
After waiting for about an hour, the troupe pushed the stage to the willow garden.
The only people present yesterday were me and Qi Youjian, but not the Bloodfang Monster.
If you know it, it means Jin Juice knows it.
Now Shan Chengjun understood that it was us who wanted to compete, but there was no difference between the ancestors.
The Bloodfang Monster was really interested in that thing, and he also understood why Shao Yingzhen was so fascinated by it.
The ghost servant pounced and ended up being covered in ink. That Zhou Sidou was his real self.
The boss was so frightened that he dared to answer it.
"What an amazing literary skill!" Qi Youjian exclaimed, "Lao Shu, is that him?"
No one specifically hates watching puppet shows, and no one just loves watching plays, but they have to go to the theater anyway, so they can only watch the puppets on the street to satisfy their desire.
Chang's body made a sound and turned into a pile of blood and flesh.
After leaving the inn, Shao Yingzhen didn't go to the newspaper office. I walked on the street aimlessly, knowing where I should go.
Shao Yingzhen also turned his head: "You are good at night battles."
Shu Wanjuan responded. I took a deep breath, burned all the tobacco in my pipe, and exhaled a puff of smoke that mixed with the snow and surrounded the dark room.
A martial artist in a long-arm armor was hung up from the stage, holding a long sword, and he shouted: "The long sword will tear through thousands of books and sweep across his neck and head!"
Da Genzi looked frightened, pointed at Qi Youjian with a spoon and said, "Who are you calling disgusting? He should wipe his nose before he speaks!"
The Bloodfang Monster pinched his waist, shook his head and laughed: "Oh, the ancestor Wen Xiu is angry, should I apologize to him like a man? Should I kowtow to him? Should I take a ruler and let him beat you up?"
The boss knew that we were mortals in those years. We pushed the cart and tried to move, but the wheel got stuck under the axle and couldn't turn.
Two new rooms were added to Suishenju, one from Muzhongrenren and the other from Qimafenshi.
Is there really no room for haste?
If we want to kill Zhou Sidou, we should kill Jin Xiu first.
Why is it that what the Bloodfang Monster knows can always be published in the newspapers?
. "There is a time, I want to say... and I want to make friends with you
Du Xuqian could actually guess that, according to the Blood-Tooth Monster's inference, the opera troupe was also abnormal. The two ancestors wanted to capture the troupe alive, and they would most likely kill all the other people who watched the opera.
You know that Shao Yingzhen and He Jiaqing did not collude privately.
Go to Wansheng?
Shao Yingzhen was so engrossed in watching that he vaguely felt a sinister aura approaching.
Qi Youjian wondered if he had revealed any flaws just now. How did Shao Yingzhen discover me?
The snot was rolling and seemed about to break through the snow at any time.
Chang Sihai released more than seventy ghost servants to surround Shu Wanjuan.
Qi Youjian was about to pour out the tea when the handle of the kettle suddenly became scorching hot. Puffs of green smoke rose from under his palm, burning through the glue and burning his flesh.
It is you who manipulates all the heroes behind the scenes, including Du Xuqian and Du Xuqian.
Am I going to die? For a piece of news, I dared to offend the two Taoist ancestors?
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