Wandering Gods of Day and Night-Chapter 950 - 381: Witch Jia Dao_3

Then, the mountain wind rose again, throwing the woman out of the temple.

And Zhou Xuan’s unpredictable voice reverberated on the stone lion outside the temple.

"Those mice in the gutters, listen to the Daoist: if you want to propose a collaboration, come out openly and straightforwardly.

If you send more little mice to disturb my peace, don’t blame my master for being ruthless... Get out!"

As Zhou Xuan’s final "get out" word was said, Turtle Mountain Taoist understood the cue and raised the mountain wind even more, sweeping the woman from outside the temple, all the way down to the foot of the mountain.

...

"Bi Fang, it seems difficult to invite."

Among the citizens of Mingjiang watching the "Soul Shepherd City in the Mist" in the west of the city, there was someone muttering to themselves.

The main consciousness of Mouse King was hidden among those citizens.

"Not releasing a hawk until you see a rabbit? Or does he think my abilities are too weak, not worthy of joining hands with his revered God?"

The Mouse King looked up, observing the faintly visible Soul Shepherd City in the mist, unsure of his emotions.

...

"Let’s go, Old Turtle, to the west of the city. The grand show of Soul Shepherd City’s descent is about to begin."

"Just like that, we’re leaving?"

Turtle Mountain Taoist said, "What if those Earth Abyss pests really come?"

"If they come, let them face a closed door."

Zhou Xuan said, "You play the Daoist, I play Bi Fang, we are divine figures of the Heavenly Dome, not someone a mere gutter mouse can just meet."

"Aren’t we overacting?"

"Don’t worry, for someone like the Earth Abyss pests, the stronger we act, the more he will believe we are the real Bi Fang. If we’re too polite, he won’t be comfortable! That gutter mouse is just so lowly."

After Zhou Xuan finished speaking, he took Turtle Mountain Taoist and the five papermen put together overnight, following the original plan, to the west of the city.

...

Blended in the crowd in the west of the city, besides Mouse King and his little mice, there was also the real white-robed Daoist, "Jia Dao."

Jia Dao descended into the human world, in just one night, he had already risen to the level of three incense sticks.

The Daoist descends without incense or fire. After arriving in the human world, he will randomly choose a Tangkou for rapid cultivation.

And the incense he chose turned out to be the "Witch."

The Witch, with the method of feigned sleep, perceives Heaven and Earth. Similarly, Jia Dao communicates with Bi Fang above the Heavenly Dome using the method of feigned sleep. 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

"Sir, I have descended into the human world and am investigating the situation in Mingjiang. There are a few things I need to report to you."

"Jia Dao, why does your voice sound a bit effeminate?"

Bi Fang heard Jia Dao’s voice and felt a bit uncomfortable.

"Sir, the Tangkou I randomly got is the Witch."

"..." Bi Fang.

Bi Fang held back his discomfort and said, "Tell me, how is the situation in the human world?"

"Zhou Xuan’s storytelling last night stirred changes in Mingjiang, in the west of Mingjiang City, a thick fog rose. Within the fog, there seems to be a trace of Soul Shepherd City."

Jia Dao said truthfully.

"Nonsense, although Zhou Xuan’s storytelling yesterday stirred the will powers of all beings, those powers didn’t even enter the Will Heavenly Book. How could they have caused such a great phenomenon?"

After all, Bi Fang is the bearer of the Heavenly Book and is well aware of its characteristics. His observational skills are also quite outstanding; with a glance, he could tell if the will powers entered the book.

Jia Dao, however, shook his head and said, "Sir, seeing is believing. I’ve already seen Soul Shepherd City in the fog."

Upon hearing this, Bi Fang became restless, pacing back and forth in the grass hut of the Divine Country.

He really couldn’t figure out where the problem was.

"Sir, Zhou Xuan always remains unpredictable. In the grand chess game of Heaven and Earth, who would have thought that a person with five incense could comprehend the Valley True Inheritance?"

"Now, with the anomaly, perhaps he stumbled upon some strange opportunity."

Jia Dao’s speculative words also shook Bi Fang’s confidence.

"It’s not completely unreasonable. Many iron rules of Jing Country seem ineffective with Zhou Xuan. For the Will Heavenly Book to play a new trick on him, there’s a chance of it happening."

Bi Fang grasped the folded fan, opened it, and said, "Never mind whether this Soul Shepherd City was really guided by the Will Heavenly Book and made such an abrupt descent. Just tell me, why would such a Netherworld Mansion want to descend?"

"Sir, according to the information I gathered, the descent of Soul Shepherd City is..."

"Go on, go on... Jia Dao, where are you?"

Just as Bi Fang was hearing the critical part, there was suddenly no message from Jia Dao.

...

In the Donkey Shed in the west of the city, it was already overcrowded, and the fog had risen, with no mist seen less than three meters above the ground.

And the fog covering Soul Shepherd City looked more like a vast, boundless low cloud layer.

Jia Dao was sitting under a tree feigning sleep, talking with Bi Fang, when suddenly a kind-hearted older woman woke him up.

"Wake up, wake up, young man."

"Ma’am, what are you doing?"

"You young people really fall asleep easily, lying down and sleeping regardless of the time. Can you sleep here?" the older woman said.

"Why shouldn’t I sleep?" Jia Dao scolded and asked.

"You’re my motherfucker... You’ll catch a cold!"

The older woman grabbed Jia Dao and said, "Go, go for a run. If you run, you won’t be sleepy anymore, and you can exercise your body."

"I don’t want to exercise, I just want to sleep." Jia Dao was very frustrated because he was doing important things, and this older woman couldn’t mind her own business a little more.

"You can’t sleep. If you sleep again, I’ll call a doctor," the older woman said.

"Why call a doctor? I’m not sick."

"I’ll call a doctor to explain the dangers of sleeping in the open without a blanket. Young man, you’re still young, you just don’t understand..."

Jia Dao feared the older woman would really call the doctor, and his identity was sensitive, so he "accepted" her suggestion and said, "I’ll go for a run, I’ll go for a run, okay?"

"Okay, go." The older woman said with hands on her hips.

Jia Dao had no choice but to jog to a place with few people and lean against the base of a wall in ruins, pretending to sleep again.

...

"Sir, I’m back."

"Why did Soul Shepherd City descend?" Bi Fang was already very impatient.

Jia Dao said, "Everyone in Mingjiang Prefecture is saying that when Soul Shepherd City lands, the Ghost Gate will open wide, and those dead citizens of Mingjiang Prefecture will be resurrected."

"Then it’s to rebuild Mingjiang Prefecture."

Bi Fang couldn’t hold back anymore, scolding, "Once Mingjiang Prefecture completes reconstruction, Zhou Xuan’s fame will spread throughout Jing Country, making him the most renowned storyteller. I don’t want to see this happening. You... keep a close watch for me today. If there is any sign of trouble in Mingjiang Prefecture, you report to me immediately."

"Yes, sir."

"By the way, what incense is Zhou Xuan’s fifth Tangkou cultivating?" Bi Fang asked.

Jia Dao immediately said, "This is precisely one of the matters I need to report to you. Zhou Xuan is cultivating..."

"What is he cultivating? Jia Dao... Jia Dao... you damn well say it." Bi Fang was once again hearing the most exciting part when Jia Dao lost connection...