A terrifying monster?
Ji Wuqing's eyes changed slightly, and he said in a serious voice: "You mean, there are very powerful evil spirits in Yangzhou City today??"
"Yes, yes." The red sheep-headed kid trembled and spoke with a hint of trembling in his words.
Ji Qingwu gently held his chin, thinking a little while speaking, and said slowly: "What level of evil is that? How does it compare to me now?"
"Much more powerful than you, sir." The sheep-headed kid said with anxiety.
Now, my cultivation level has reached the sixth level of Xiaoyao Heaven Realm, and I can be considered a great master in the world of martial arts!
Far above me, is it the heavenly demon of the demon clan, or those unparalleled demon kings?
Ji Wuqing's eyes became more solemn, and his fingers lightly brushed the cloth bag at his waist. An exquisite and delicate Wanli Sky Magpie fluttered up and hovered next to him very affectionately, chirping. non-stop.
The Great Sui Dynasty will be destroyed, and everyone in the world knows this.
He also knew it well, so he secretly kept a Wanli Sky Magpie with him instead of sending it back to the Xuanjing Division.
"Go ahead and give this letter to Chen Xiu." Ji Qingqing gently touched Wanli Tianque's head, pinned the written letter, and watched Tianque escape into the void.
His eyes fell on the five gods, and he said calmly: "I have already informed the court. You have been lurking here for many days, but have you ever known where the evil spirits gather?"
The sheep-headed kid's eyes were filled with fear, and he said in a low voice: "Yes, near the trading house."
Trading firm?
Ji Wuwu murmured softly, her eyes falling into the distance.
Yangzhou City is a place of fireworks in the south of the Yangtze River. It has good access to water and land trade, and many businesses are located along the river.
At this time, there is no longer the hustle and bustle of the past, but a bit more coldness and loneliness.
Zuo Feng was tinkering with his calculations, his face full of sorrow.
His eyes glanced at the stable in the distance, where there was a gray tailless horse, about one foot tall, extremely majestic.
"Uncle, it's true. The world is so difficult, and we are not from a rich family. Why do we have to raise such a good horse?" Zuo Feng whispered.
His family is a native of Yangzhou and has been a businessman for five generations.
By his generation, the world was in chaos, heroes were everywhere, and his supply of goods was cut off.
In desperation, he could only rely on his reputation and wander around the neighborhood, reselling some underworld artifacts and antiques to make a living.
In the spare time, he did some small business with Jianghu people to maintain his vitality and support the name of Zuo's firm.
Fortunately, the return of the uncle from the family helped the firm breathe a sigh of relief with the help of exotic gadgets from overseas.
It is said that it is a branch of the family, the line of grandfather's younger brother.
Before he could remember anything in his childhood, this lineage had traveled across the ocean, leaving the Central Plains and going to Goguryeo to make a living.
His uncle, named Zuo Xiong, grew up in a foreign country since childhood and was considered a native of Goguryeo.
My uncle is very generous and cheerful. What he cares about most is his tailless horse.
However, my uncle said that this is an ancient alien species. Like the war horses ridden by the great lords in the imperial court, it eats meat and has a very bad temper!
Therefore, he generally did not allow Zuo Feng to touch the tailless colt alone.
At this time, a deep old man's voice sounded outside the door: "Master Zuo, are you there?"
Zuo Feng raised his head slightly.
It was a hunchbacked old man with a dark complexion and an old face that looked like an ancient vine or old tree.
He was wearing a cane and a felt hat, and his gloomy eyes were a little scary.
Behind the old man is a large group of sheep.
"Old man, are you looking for my uncle? He has gone out to do errands. He may not come back until tomorrow or the day after. If you have anything, you can tell me." Zuo Feng opened the door and walked out very kindly.
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"Going out?" The old man screamed strangely, and there was a bit of gloominess in his words.
He said angrily: "What should I do with my sheep? It was he who asked me to bring the sheep to him in good condition. I don't know how much effort I put into it for these guys, and I was almost imprisoned by the court." The cameraman was arrested!
Now that the wind is blowing, he actually ran away on his own? "The old man's voice was extremely hoarse, like a broken gong in autumn.
He was obviously very angry.
This, what is this?
Zuo Feng's face looked a little strange.
There are only ten or twenty sheep. Is it such an exaggeration?
Moreover, this is so good, why does uncle buy sheep?
Although he was dissatisfied, he still smiled and said slowly: "Old man, it's like this. My uncle really has something important to do, so he left first. Well, since my uncle has agreed to buy it, why don't you Just give these sheep to me, and I'll give you the money. What do you think?"
Said. Zuo Feng wanted to take over the rope of signing the sheep.
At this moment, the old man seemed like a lion with its hair exploded, roaring: "Get out!
roll! Don't touch my sheep!
! "
An unknown fire ignited in Zuo Feng's heart.
WTF?
Aren't they just a few sheep?
He tried his best to calm down and said slowly: "Let's do this. Tell me how much silver a sheep uncle gives you is worth! I will give you two more silver coins, and I will never let you suffer any loss. Do you think it's okay? ?”
"Get out! Let Zuo Xiong come out!
! Let Zuo Xiong come out!
"The old man bared his teeth and roared, waving his cane, looking a little crazy.
Zuo Feng's face looked a little ugly.
This old man is going crazy here, and the neighbors are watching!
If this commotion continues, the reputation of the Zuo Family Trading Company will be affected!
"Yo. Is it busy here?"
Slightly joking words rang out, Zuo Feng raised his head and saw a young master carrying a long sword.
He has sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, showing talent, and a gold mirror hangs on his waist.
This is the imperial court’s golden mirror master!
Zuo Feng hurriedly stepped forward, told everything, and said with some distress: "Sir, please give me an explanation. What does this old man want?"
Ji Wuqing glanced at the old man with interest, his eyes falling on the group of sheep.
There is no demonic aura, so he is not a demon clan, he is indeed an ordinary sheep.
However, this group of sheep looks quite fat, but they are a bit dull.
Listening to the old man's shouts, he would subconsciously move a few times.
He didn't listen to the shouts, he just stayed there motionless, in a daze, and didn't say a word, as if he was suffering from the plague.
"Well, since the officials are here, I will leave it to you."
The old man had no choice but to speak, and said very cautiously: "However, you must treat me well. Otherwise, Lord Zuo Xiong will make trouble for me when the time comes."
"Don't worry, it's just a few sheep." Zuo Feng didn't care and drove the sheep into the cattle pen where the cattle were raised.
Ji Wuqing gave the old man a thoughtful look.
This old guy seemed helpless just now!
Late at night.
Zuo Feng, who couldn't sleep, walked to the cattle pen and wanted to take a look at the dozen sheep during the day.
As he got closer and under the light of the lights, he noticed that the holes of these sheep were round.
what happened?
Sheep's eyes, right?
When Zuo Feng was confused, the sheep suddenly got up.
I saw it's hind legs bent, falling to the ground, its front hooves raised high in front of its head, half of its body lifted up and then dropped down, one after another.
There was a hint of terror in Zuo Feng's eyes!
He took a trembling step back!
This, this sheep...
Are you actually kowtowing and worshiping?
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