Da da da~
After the low knock on the door, Yan Xiake called in a lowered voice but still sounded full of energy:
"Is the host here? We are passing guests. The storm is coming and we want to stay overnight!"
Yan Xiake stood outside the door, feeling a little strange.
Why does it still smell like stewed meat at this late night in Yizhuang?
Logically speaking, the guardians of the yizhuang are all poor people, or they are idiots who are half-mad and not stupid. How can they afford to eat meat?
He thought about this question.
The group of people behind also thought about it. Looking at the coffin placed under the pergola, smelling the aroma of meat mixed with the smell of corpses, they all thought of something and retched.
There were a few others who immediately grabbed their swords.
"Who is it? It's so late at night!"
An old voice came from Yizhuang.
Sa Wuling put on his clothes and yawned when he opened the door. He was also startled when he saw a group of people outside the door.
These days, bandits and bandits are rampant in the wild, wild beasts are everywhere hurting people, and monsters and monsters come out to harm people from time to time. He rarely sees outsiders.
These are obviously from people in the world, and I haven’t seen them in many years.
"Old sir!"
Yan Xiake clasped his fists: "The storm is coming, can you let me wait in and ask for a glass of water?"
The girl named Qian'er was also very sensible and took out a piece of silver and offered it to her.
'Where did the wealthy family come from? Just five taels of silver? '
Sa Wuling glanced at several people.
Except for the ugly man with a black face in front of them, all of these people were neatly dressed and had excellent swords. They were obviously not ordinary people.
It costs five taels of silver to stay overnight, which is very worth it.
but.......
After hesitating for a moment, Sa Wuling was about to refuse when he heard a dog barking from the courtyard.
Suddenly, he relaxed and took the money:
"You guys have been working hard on your journey, so please come in and have a rest. It's just that Yi Zhuang is small and there are not many rooms, so it will be harder for you to squeeze in together..."
"It doesn't matter!"
Yan Xiake smiled: "The place to stay is already good, how can you ask for more?"
He said this to several people behind him.
He was used to having rough hands and feet, and it was no big deal to lie on the grave all night, but these officials' sons were different, but they wanted to say hello in advance.
"Brother Yan, don't worry, we are not pampered people."
Yun Qian'er agreed.
Everyone else nodded.
Seeing that no one had any objections, Sa Wuling opened the door. After everyone came in, he closed the door.
Yizhuang is not small.
After all, the nearby villages had to store the coffin in Yizhuang before choosing an auspicious day for burial. It would be exposed to wind and rain. There were not many rooms, but the space was quite large.
If squeezed, more than a hundred corpses could fit inside.
Walking into Yizhuang, the smell of stewed meat becomes even stronger.
Yan Xiake looked around and saw no one except a yellow dog that was gnawing on bones, and then he handed over to Sa Wulinggong: "Old sir, we have been running all the way, and we are very hungry at this time, but What’s there to eat? We pay.”
Martial arts practitioners eat a lot of food, and Yan Xiake didn't even eat enough during this trip. The smell of meat made his stomach churn a little.
He didn't care about the coffins.
Even if you are face to face with the corpse, you should eat it anyway.
"Forgive me, guest, I really don't have one."
Sa Wuling shook his head.
Just kidding, I haven't eaten meat for several days. I'm afraid not all the livestock in the nearby villages have been eaten, and I can't even buy it with money.
That's all, but he bought it from Annuo County after running four hundred miles back and forth with a horse attached to it.
I'm so glad I didn't die from exhaustion on the spot.
Sell it to you?
Dreaming!
"You can have this."
Yan Xiake took out a silver coin from his pocket and turned it around, thinking he wanted money.
Sa Wuling's eyelids twitched and he spread his hands:
"This, really, really doesn't happen!"
"alright!"
While the two were talking, a calm voice came from the room: "We are guests, just some food. What are you reluctant to part with? Just go buy it in a few days!"
"yes......."
Sa Wuling's face twitched.
This Yizhuang is two hundred miles away from Annuo County, and the round trip is four hundred miles.
Four hundred miles, you said it lightly!
Are you going to try it?
He cursed in his heart, but couldn't say anything, so he turned around and got ready.
"You guys might as well come in and sit down."
As the candlelight flickered in the room, An Qisheng spoke again.
"That's it, thank you very much."
Yan Xiake was not polite and walked in.
Then Yun Qian'er walked in.
The group behind also wanted to go in, but seeing that the room was not very big, they gave up.
Entering the house, Yan Xiake looked at it subconsciously.
A very simple house, with a wooden table, two benches, a cup of tea, and a young man wearing a simple gray robe.
'What a young man! '
Yan Xiake was applauded in his heart.
The young man was sitting upright, with a straight back and shiny skin. He was exuding vitality as vigorous as the rising sun. He was probably very good at practicing martial arts.
Although there is no magic power in his body, he seems to have extremely high martial arts skills.
Not an ordinary person.
But Yun Qian'er didn't feel anything.
This young man was poorly dressed and his face was not very good-looking, but his eyes were quite bright, as if they were glowing, which made her feel uncomfortable.
"Please take a seat, both of you."
An Qisheng waved his hand slightly.
The two of them sat down.
Sa Wuling also came in with food, put it down angrily, turned around and left.
"Xiongtai is the owner of this righteous village?"
Yan Xiake made indirect remarks and did not directly state his intention.
This young man is not an ordinary person, but he doesn't know why he stays in such a charity village.
"good."
An Qisheng nodded slightly and responded with words, with a glint in his eyes.
As early as in the Jiufu Realm, he had developed the habit of looking at someone's aura and face first, and then looking at their luck based on the Tao diagram. If the Tao power required was extremely high, he would look at his fate according to the situation. .
In his opinion, this big man has a majestic face, a full heaven, a round earth pavilion, and a lot of spirit and energy. He is quite heroic. However, his life is full of twists and turns. Although he will turn bad luck into good luck, it will drag down his companions around him.
Buzz~
Deep in his soul, words flowed from Dao Yitu:
[Consumption of 490 points of power]
【Yan Xiake (29/124)】
[Original trajectory: Born in the human world of Huangtian Realm, into a wealthy family in Qingyan Prefecture of the Qing Dynasty. He practiced martial arts and literary studies when he was young. He was intelligent and extremely talented. When his family fell into decline, he passed the exam and got the No. 1 Scholar in both civil and martial arts. However, he was hated by the villain. , killed his parents, and after observing filial piety for three years, the situation changed, and he could only become a head catcher...
After several years of being a headhunter, I saw a lot of suffering among the people and corruption of officials. I abandoned my official position and went into seclusion. However, I met an immortal fate and obtained a book of Taoism...]
[Later, for some reason, he was hated by the imperial court, and he was chased and killed several times... He ran across the Seventy-two Houses of Daqing, specializing in killing evil people, evil ghosts, and evil demons. He was regarded by countless people as the true demon slayer. ...]
[In the ninety-seven thousand six hundred and ninety years of the Emperor's reign, on the eve of the Lord's Festival in Netherworld Mansion, he was killed by Bai Wuchang Xie Qi]
It’s the Lord’s Festival of Netherworld Mansion again...
An Qisheng's eyes flashed imperceptibly.
Without anything else, just from the power consumption, it can be seen that Yan Xiake is much stronger than Bai Guzi, almost half as strong as the zombie king Zhushang.
But the cause of death was the same as that of the white bones. He was also sacrificed by the Lord of Netherworld Mansion, and was also killed by Bai Wuchang Xie Qi.
What exactly is this Netherworld Monarch Sacrifice?
"Brother An, to be honest, Yan came here this time for another important matter. This matter is very dangerous. I want to lend it to you for the benefit of my village, but I am afraid that you will be affected..."
After talking for a while, Yan Xiake no longer concealed anything, and explained all the causes and consequences of this incident.
There was a final pause, and after Yun Qian'er took out a banknote, she continued:
"This is fifty taels of silver. After you accept it, take the old gentleman and leave quickly..."
Click!
Before Yan Xiake finished speaking, an electric snake suddenly flashed through the deep night.
Then the sound of rolling thunder spread, and as the night wind roared, moisture could already be felt in the mouth and nose.
Heavy rain is coming.
An Qisheng took a sip from his tea cup and looked out the window. Electric snakes were dancing wildly in the night, thunder was rolling, and raindrops were already falling from the sky.
Thunder comes out of the sky, and all spirits retreat.
The phosphorus fire on the Shili Mass Grave disappeared instantly, and the evil spirit invisible to the naked eye seemed to be swept away.
"This rain is quite a coincidence..."
Yan Xiake smiled bitterly and stood up:
"There is no reason why the host is forced to leave in the rain without guests. The left and right sides are just fighting each other. Mr. Yan should go alone and see what greatness this big green flag soldier has!"
"Brother Yan, I'll go with you!"
Yun Qian'er also stood up.
"That's it, Brother An, I'll say goodbye!"
As soon as Yan Xiake handed over his hand, he was about to leave.
At this time, An Qisheng slowly put down his tea cup and said slowly:
"Brother Yan is quite heroic, but sometimes you have to think twice before acting. Sometimes what you hear is false, and what you see may not be true..."
Yan Xiake was slightly startled:
"Brother An means..."
"Master Yun is really honest and honest as an official. Will his tenure as an official really benefit the country?"
An Qisheng took a deep look at Yun Qian'er, whose expression changed slightly:
"This girl is eager to save her father, so she may not be lying, but this girl is only 28 years old, and what she knows may not be the truth..."
"Don't slander my father!"
Yun Qian'er raised her eyebrows and interjected: "Brother Yan, you, don't believe him!"
"Three years to clear the magistrate's office, one hundred thousand snowflakes and silver. Things in the officialdom are the most treacherous. Since Brother Yan resigned, don't get involved in these things."
An Qisheng nodded at the banknotes on the table.
Fifty taels of silver is not a small amount in Daqing. It is enough for a family of three to last a lifetime.
"this......"
Yan Xiake's eyes narrowed.
He has also been in the officialdom, so he naturally knows this truth, but Lord Yun has an excellent reputation and is a rare good official.
Could it be that something changed later?
The three words he said were all because Yan Xiake was a person. Believe it or not, An Qisheng didn't bother to care.
Pick up the tea cup and see the guests off.
Yan Xiake didn't say much when he saw this. He said goodbye, turned around and walked into the yard.
At this time, the pouring rain was rolling down with thunder, and the Yun family members who were traveling with them took shelter under the eaves of the pergola.
He was about to say hello when he saw Yan Xiake coming out.
The latter's expression suddenly changed:
"Shut up!"
Everyone was stunned, and then there was a knock on the door.
