"Xiao Rui, I have only killed three of the great demons in the twelve zodiac series. Why do their patterns suddenly appear here?" Zhang Xuan asked.
Hongrui responded: "Yes, of the twelve great demons, you have only killed three of them so far, so what they now show is a picture of three demons. From now on, if you kill one zodiac demon for each group, it will It is conceivable that the patterns will appear in the pattern one after another. As for why they suddenly appear in the sky, it may have something to do with you killing Wuyunsha."
Zhang Xuan is very smart and can tell the truth at a glance. After listening to Hongrui's words, he immediately understood what she meant and said: "Ah, yes, those evil spirits should be the things that gave birth to this pattern. If there is no evil energy provided by Wuyun Evil, like this The pattern will not be born."
"So, do you know the significance of the appearance of the Twelve Lives Demon Chart?" Hong Rui asked with a smile.
Zhang Xuan shook his head and did not answer.
"The significance of it is that when all the twelve living demons are patterned, the pattern becomes a weapon for subduing demons. When you encounter a big demon, you only need to put this pattern on it, and those big demons will become your Subdue the captives. In this way, your action of subduing the demons will be much simpler." Hongrui Yiyi said.
Ah, this is great!
Hearing this, Zhang Xuan suppressed his smile to avoid losing his composure in front of the big demons.
The big demons lost no time in flattering him, and they almost blew Zhang Xuan to the sky.
Faced with such flattery, he couldn't be serious no matter how much he wanted to, so he had to abandon his reserve and laugh wildly.
One kind of harvest actually produced another kind of joint harvest. It would be strange for him not to laugh.
Early the next morning, after a hurried breakfast, he set off for the imperial city.
This time, there were no accidents on the road.
There were still a few days left before the appointment with Meng Liang and Jiao Zan, so he planned to wait for them at Xiemayi located in the east of the city.
After giving his name to the post official and explaining his reasons, Zhang Xuan fully expected that the post official would receive him warmly, but to his surprise, he was met with a cold face.
"This inn is a transit place for the imperial court and local officials. Your Majesty is neither an official of the imperial court nor a local official, but you want to rest here. We are sorry that we are unable to receive you."
The post official said proudly.
When Zhang Xuan heard this, he was a little angry. However, after thinking about it, he realized that what the post official said was not bad at all. People follow their own rules, and since he has neither a certificate nor a certificate, they really can't receive him outside the rules.
So, he turned to the postman and said, "In that case, I won't bother you. Is there any interesting place nearby? I might as well go there to have a look."
The post official blinked his eyes and thought, and said: "Supposedly, all the fun places are within the imperial city. How can there be anything fun in this wilderness? Ah, by the way, ten miles south from here is Zhijin City. Then It’s the place where beautiful clothes are made, you might be interested.”
What, Zhijin City?
As the name suggests, it is indeed a place where Chinese clothes and brocades are made. The clothes of wealthy people should be made there or made of silk brocades.
Zhang Xuan was born in a rural area. All his family and neighbors wore were coarse clothes. He had never worn Chinese clothes and brocade clothes, and he had never seen the scene of making Chinese clothes and brocade clothes, so he wanted to take a look and give them to his mother and sister. Buy one or two good clothes.
He strode southward, completely ignoring the surprised look in his eyes.
The two post officials almost stared out of their eyes when they saw him walking so fast.
"Brother, does this boy specialize in walking? How can he walk faster than a jogging horse?" one of the post officials said.
"Brother, you are a heretic. How can there be such a thing as practicing walking in the world?" Another post official responded, "If you ask me, he is most likely to have practiced Qinggong. He can climb over eaves and walk over walls as if he were walking on flat ground. Such a person, We have to be on guard, maybe it’s the gang leader.”
"Ah? In this case, he may have come to our horse-resting post, so we must be on guard."
"Don't worry, brother, even if he steals from someone, he won't dare to steal from an official's house. Give him some courage, hum!"
After they discussed for a while, Zhang Xuan had already disappeared.
The road to Zhijin City was extremely smooth, and Zhang Xuan arrived quickly.
The so-called brocade market is actually a north-south street with shops selling silk and satin on both sides of the street. According to the clerk at the store, the business here is done in front of the shop and in the back. Behind the door is the workshop for weaving, dyeing cloth and tailoring garments.
After arriving at Zhijin City, Zhang Xuan was not in a hurry to visit the stores. Instead, he walked along the street and found that the street was about seven or eight miles long. He couldn't help but be a little surprised and thought to himself: Oh, such a long street is full of Those who instigate these things are really incredible! It seems that the patrons here are not ordinary people. They are either wealthy families or officials. Ordinary people rarely come here to pull cloth and make clothes.
When he was thinking this way, he paid special attention to the people coming and going, and found that they were indeed well-dressed and had an extraordinary appearance. A country boy like him in coarse cloth looked particularly eye-catching, and even he himself felt that he was out of tune with the atmosphere here.
However, he did not feel inferior.
Even though he was dressed inferior to those others, he was the only one who could do his actions of subduing demons. Therefore, deep down in his heart, he did not look down on those people who were well-dressed but could do nothing.
With this thought in mind, he didn't pay any attention to the strange looks cast by those people.
After walking on the street for a while, he entered a silk shop. Looking at the red and green silks, his eyes seemed a little weak.
Seeing that he was dressed shabby, the waiter just stared at him from a distance and did not take the initiative to solicit business.
Zhang Xuan looked around for a while, walked back and forth along the counter several times, stretched out his hand to greet the waiter: "Hey, buddy, come over and have a chat!"
When the waiter saw Zhang Xuan greeting him, he frowned and slowly walked over and said, "Sir, this is a silk shop. If you want to come and open your eyes, just come and have a look. Why did you ask me to come over?"
When Zhang Xuan heard this, he became very angry and scolded: "Why, you can only look at the things here but not buy them?"
"That's unreasonable!" the waiter responded coldly, "Our store is open on the street, so why can't we buy? It's just that our buyers are all wealthy patrons, not just here to feast their eyes like you!"
"You guy, you talk in such a dejected manner, you also like to watch people serve food, and you look down on me. Could it be that you are itchy?" Zhang Xuan said coldly, "How do you see that I have no money?"
"Huh, whether you have money or not, it depends on your appearance. Just by your rough clothes, I know you have no money!" The waiter said with disdain, "It doesn't matter if you don't have money. If you don't have money, you still dare to be here." If you act wild here, you are being ignorant and may end up losing your life!"
After saying that, he turned around and shouted at the back.
In the blink of an eye, seven or eight burly men with colorful arms rushed in from the back of the cloth shop, and each of them stared at Zhang Xuan menacingly.
Zhang Xuan pointed at the big men and said with a smile: "Oh, you damn guys, you are so stupid. This ignorant waiter just said he would die if he didn't get it right, and you immediately killed yourself. You are so obedient! "
When the big-armed men saw Zhang Xuan pointing at them and laughing at them, they all became so angry that they jumped out of the counter and swung the sticks in their hands to hit them without thinking.
Zhang Xuan stood motionless on the spot, just stretching out his fingers to paint. The man with the flowery arms changed the direction of his attack, and the sticks in his hands were thrown at the waiter who was looking at Zhang Xuan and gloating about his misfortune.
The waiter didn't expect that the person he had invited would actually attack him. He dodged and shouted in panic: "Hey, damn it, you should hit that kid, don't hit me!"
