Dafeng Night Watchman-Chapter 536 - : Night Rain on a Barren Mountain

Yang Qianhuan said slowly: "After this period of reflection, I finally understand the difference between myself and Xu Qiyan."

"Where is the difference?"

Zhong Li looked like a qualified supporting actor.

Yang Qianhuan did not answer, but asked: "Junior Sister Zhong, do you still remember when Xu Qiyan was loved by the people?"

Zhong Li tilted her head, her hair fell, revealing a pair of bright eyes, and said softly: "Did you solve major cases during the Beijing inspection?"

At that time, Zhong Li was "suppressed" at the bottom of the building as a poor little thing, and did not know Xu Qiyan. Later, she slowly understood Xu Qiyan's past.

"Not really. Although he was in the limelight during the imperial examination, his reputation was only spread in the officialdom. The common people had heard of him, but they were far from loving him."

Yang Qianhuan spoke in a low voice:

"What really made the people of the capital remember him was the Buddhist battle and the trip to Yunzhou. Later, he killed the Duke of Guo with a knife at Caishikou, and his reputation reached its peak. But these, the subsequent legend of Yuyang Pass, and the feat of regicide are actually the same in nature."

After a pause, he said in a tone that revealed the truth behind the fog:

"Because he kept establishing an image of "serving the country and the people" for himself, the people naturally loved him. He killed Yuan Jing and killed the tyrant. If I killed Yongxing, I would be a traitor."

Zhong Li was very moved after hearing this, and Senior Brother Yang finally understood. .

Yang Qianhuan continued: "Therefore, I will start to seek welfare for the people and make the people of the whole capital grateful to me."

"So what does Senior Brother Yang plan to do?" Zhong Li said softly.

"I plan to open a few shops in the capital and help the people of the capital for free. Over time, I will be able to surpass Xu Qian'an and become a great hero in the eyes of the people of the capital." Yang Qianhuan said with great force.

"Senior Brother Yang is really amazing. He came up with such a good idea." Zhong Li was happy for him.

With the recognition and praise of Junior Sister Zhong, Yang Qianhuan left with great ambition.

.......

The cold wind whistled and the wild grass swayed.

In the distance, thick dark clouds solidified on the horizon. As the strong wind rolled in, a group of people walked on the path in the barren mountains. Mu Nanzhi on horseback wrapped himself tightly in a fox fur coat.

She frowned, turned her head and said to Xu Qi'an, "I'm a little cold."

This winter is particularly cold. Frost has already covered the eaves of the house not long after winter began.

Xu Qi'an nodded, put his palm on the belly of the mare, and continuously input the Qi. He can now refine essence into Qi, and has transformed a lot of Qi, which is equivalent to the eighth-grade Qi training realm.

The mare felt the heat from her master, neighed happily, turned her head, and rubbed Xu Qi'an's face.

"Xu!"

Mu Nanzhi gritted her teeth in anger. Is she not as good as a horse?

"For you, being cold is also a good experience. If you travel around the world too leisurely, it will lose its fun."

Despite saying so, Xu Qi'an still held her little hand and sent Qi.

Li Lingsu saw the interaction between the two and thought that the lady was not pretty enough, so the old man Xu Qian despised her so much.

Thinking of his group of confidantes, all of whom were outstanding beauties, the Holy Son could not help but feel a little superior. At the same time, he wondered if Xu Qian was not interested in beauty or was not good at dealing with women?

Otherwise, with his status and cultivation, what kind of beauty could he not get?

"But although Madam Xu is ordinary in appearance, she is very attractive. The more we get along, the more we feel that she is different from ordinary women. This is probably why Xu Qian married her..."

Li Lingsu thought to herself.

After a few days of Qi circulation, Mu Nanzhi felt warm all over, and even felt lazy and sleepy. She forced herself to cheer up, put the little fox on the horse's back, and then took out the "Dafeng Geography" from her bag. After flipping through it for a few times, her face suddenly changed slightly.

She swallowed quietly and whispered: "The book says that Xiangzhou has two major characteristics: water ghosts and corpse driving."

The area where they were located was Xiangzhou under the jurisdiction of Zhangzhou.

When the little white fox heard this, it shrank its head in fear, and like Mu Nanzhi, it stuttered in a cowardly manner:

"What, what? There are a lot of water ghosts..."

Xu Qian'an said unhappily: "You are a demon, are you afraid of water ghosts?"

The little white fox was half timid and whispered: "I, I am afraid of ghosts."

Li Lingsu said: "Xiangzhou has many water systems, and the river network is spread out in all directions. Countless people drown every year, so it is normal that there are many water ghosts. As for driving corpses, it is a long story."

Seeing the two people and the fox looking over, Li Lingsu explained:

"It is said that about 180 years ago, a strange man suddenly appeared in Xiangxi. His corpse driving skills reached the pinnacle. He defeated Xiangzhou with 13 iron corpses and was invincible. He founded a sect in Xiangzhou.

"It has been passed down to this day. Many underworld forces in Xiangzhou have some skills in controlling corpses. Among them, the most powerful is the Chai family. The Chai family's main business is to drive corpses and send the dead who died in a foreign land back to their hometown.

"Any corpse that the Chai family takes over will not rot and stink."

Xu Qian'an led the mare and asked, "Is this the method of the Wushen Cult to control corpses, or the method of the Corpse Gu Tribe?"

Li Lingsu smiled:

"The method of the Corpse Gu Tribe. That strange man was born in Xiangzhou. When he was young, his family was killed by enemies. For some reason, he did not die. He was sold to the southern border as a slave by his enemies. He learned a good method of controlling corpses from the Gu Tribe.

"After he felt that his cultivation was great, he escaped from the southern border, returned to Xiangzhou for revenge, and founded a sect. This person is called Chai Siming, the ancestor of the Chai family. However, his method of controlling corpses is flawed, and he can only cultivate to the fifth level.

"Later, the Chai family developed martial arts, and the clan members usually practiced both martial arts and poison. The current head of the Chai family is only a fifth-rank, but the Chai family has had several fourth-rank heads in history."

Xu Qiyan was surprised: "Have you ever traveled to Xiangzhou before?"

"No."

"Then how do you know these things?"

"Because one of my confidantes happens to be a member of the Chai family." Li Lingsu smiled like a winner in life.

Gah! I gave you another chance to show off without paying attention......Xu Qiyan complained in his heart, he nodded, and said calmly:

"We will arrive in Xiangzhou City tomorrow, just in time to visit the Chai family."

Li Lingsu's face changed slightly, and she quietly covered her waist.

The wind was getting stronger and stronger, and dark clouds were pressing down. It seemed that heavy rain was about to pour down. The group sped up and walked for half a quarter of an hour. Mu Nanzhi, who was sitting on the horse, pointed to the distance and said happily:

"There is a dilapidated temple over there."

The little white fox happily echoed: "There is a dilapidated temple."

The dilapidated temple was on the side of the road. When they got closer, they found that it was a mountain god temple with a large area. I think it had been prosperous in the past.

The temple door was rotten and half open, as if it would fall down if pushed.

Xu Qiyan helped Mu Nanzhi get off the horse. The three of them entered the temple and stepped over the threshold. The courtyard was full of dead branches and leaves, emitting a faint smell of decay.

The mountain god statue enshrined in the temple was overturned, full of cracks and entangled with spider silk. Xu Qiyan took a rough look and estimated that the temple had been abandoned for at least ten years.

There were a few pieces of carbon ash in the temple, which seemed to be left by people who had rested here before after lighting a bonfire.

"Ah!"

Mu Nanzhi suddenly cried out in a low voice, pointed to the southern corner of the wall, and stammered: "Coffin, coffin..."

Beside the southern wall, there was an ebony coffin, which was dull in color and seemed to be quite old.

The abandoned temple, the old coffin, and the approaching dusk, the dark clouds covering the sky, the howling wind, it was very creepy.

Mu Nanzhi was timid and was immediately scared.

Bai Ji, who was obviously a fox demon, seemed to be affected and took the initiative to climb into Mu Nanzhi's arms. The two female creatures huddled together for warmth.

Xu Qiyan glanced at the coffin, then retracted his gaze and looked at Li Lingsu: "Go outside to pick up some firewood, and make do in the temple tonight."

Li Lingsu went out for a while, and it started to rain, with bitter wind and rain.

Xu Qiyan took out two robes from the storage bag and put them on the ground so that Mu Nanzhi could sit. After waiting for a while, Li Lingsu returned with a large bundle of firewood.

The portion was quite large.

A bonfire was lit in the temple to drive away the chill. Xu Qi'an set up a pot and cooked a pot of meat soup.

Soon, the rich aroma of meat wafted, and Mu Nanzhi was no longer afraid. She held the porcelain bowl and enjoyed the soup.

The little white fox also had a bowl and licked it happily.

At this time, Xu Qi'an's ears moved and he heard hurried footsteps.

At the entrance of the temple, two figures hurried in, two men and one woman. One of the men wore a Confucian robe and a Confucian cap, and carried a bookcase on his back. He seemed to be a scholar.

The other man had a long sword on his waist and wore a black suit. Judging from his dress, he was a martial artist.

As for the woman, she had a pretty face and wore a neat shorts. Her long hair was tied up high like a man, but without the embellishment on her shoulders and neck, she looked even thinner.

"It smells so good!"

The young man with a long sword on his waist entered the temple and stared at the iron pot.

The scholar bowed and said, "Brothers, the mountain road is hard to find, and it is raining. I wonder if you can help me."

Li Lingsu smiled and said, "As you wish."

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The two men and one woman immediately walked to the side and sat down not far from the coffin.

Because they were rushing in the rain, their bodies were wet. The man in black tights took off his sword and looked at the old coffin in the corner, wondering:

"There is a coffin in the temple. It's just right. Let's chop it up and burn it as firewood."

The young scholar's face changed slightly, "No, brother Wang, this is unlucky. The dead are the most important. Don't disturb them."

Mu Nanzhi heard this, her little hand trembled, and she shouted, "That's right, why are you chopping coffins for no reason? Are you looking for death?"

It was completely dark, and raindrops fell cracklingly. In the deserted mountain temple, the bonfire was swaying in the cold wind that was blown into the temple, and the figure was distorted on the wall into a deformed outline.

The young man in black tights frowned and said, "What does it have to do with you!"

He turned to his companion and muttered, "It's not certain whether there is a dead person in the coffin."

At this time, the beautiful woman said:

"Whether there is a dead person or not, it is unlucky. Brother Wang, we martial artists have strong blood and are not afraid of the cold. But Brother Lu, you......"

The scholar waved his hand quickly: "It's okay, it's okay."

The woman shook her head, stood up and walked to Xu Qi'an and others, clasped her fists and said, "Brothers, can we come over to warm up by the fire together?"

"Sit down!"

Under Mu Nanzhi's sidelong gaze, Xu Qi'an maintained a cold attitude and did not let himself show a warm smile.

So the three of them sat down by the campfire. Xu Qi'an noticed that they were staring at the iron pot and the meat soup inside.

"If you don't mind, just use the bowl we drank from."

Xu Qi'an did not reveal the fact that he had a storage magic weapon in front of them.

"Thank you very much."

The scholar was overjoyed and bowed repeatedly.

The bad-tempered man in black suit softened his expression when he heard this.

The beautiful lady took a big sip of the broth, wiped her lips with her sleeve, and said, "I am Feng Xiu, a disciple of the Plum Blossom Sword School."

She looked at the man in black suit and introduced him, "His name is Wang Jun, a disciple of the Songyun Sect. Our two sects have been friends for generations. This brother Lu is a friend we met in the mountains."

The scholar took over the topic and said, "I am Lu Wei, from Qingshan County. The new king has ascended the throne and will hold an imperial examination next year. Therefore, I plan to travel and study in the capital."

The prince has ascended the throne...Xu Qian'an was stunned.

For Dafeng, this is a good thing.

The only advantage of Yuan Jing's cultivation is that he has few offspring, otherwise the princes' fight for the throne will only make the situation more chaotic and worse.

Li Lingsu asked, "Are you two traveling together?"

Feng Xiu's eyes lingered on his face for a moment, and he said softly, "We responded to Aunt Chai's call and came to Xiangzhou to participate in the Demon Slaying Conference."