Li Yanchu's eyes fell on those people besides the monks and Taoists at the table.
Some of these people were chatting with acquaintances, while others were just sitting at the table indifferently, looking a little aloof.
"I wonder if there will be remnants of the Naked Sect infiltrating this demon-killing conference."
Li Yanchu casually glanced at the guests around him and put a mouthful of sweet and juicy fruit into his mouth.
In addition to the three people he knew about the paper-tie girl, the corpse-carrying craftsman, and the fake city god, there was also the Feng Shui master from Longmen Village among the Naked Cult.
As well as the Guanxin monk who just appeared a few days ago, and an experienced Taoist.
The ingredients are quite complex, and there are also people from the Naked Sect among the Buddhist and Taoist families.
Li Yanchu was a little surprised if there were no people from the Naked Cult involved in such a grand demon-killing conference.
However, it was impossible to tell whether he belonged to the Naked Cult from his appearance or even his occupation, so Li Yanchu didn't bother too much. Anyway, there were many masters gathered here.
If the sky falls, there will be someone taller to hold it up, so he doesn't have to worry about it.
The banquet had not started yet, but people came one after another. From the conversation and dress of these people, Li Yanchu also learned about some strange people among the people.
For example, there is a folk Yin-Yang Mr., with a stern expression and wearing a long gown.
This Mr. Yin and Yang claims to be able to reach the underworld, talk to the dead, and deal with ghosts in the underworld.
He is very famous in the local area, and many wealthy businessmen and gentry will invite Mr. Yin and Yang to pray for their ancestors.
Someone whose profession is somewhat similar to this person is a country goddess, an old woman in her seventies who seems to be in high spirits.
This old woman is very talkative, and has a sense of being open to all kinds of people, no matter the strangers around her.
Even those monks and Taoists can say a few words.
However, these people still respected her a little and called her Granny Chang.
Grandma Chang had lost all her teeth, but she was still very energetic when eating. She finished a roast chicken in a short time.
My face was shiny after eating.
Li Yanchu did not use the Qi-gazing technique in this gathering of experts. Some weird-tempered alien experts would consider your behavior a provocation.
Li Yanchu just looked at this Granny Chang, but to his surprise, this Granny Chang walked over directly.
"Little Taoist priest, I see that the plate of roast chicken on your table is well cooked. Why don't you honor my old lady?"
Grandma Chang came over and said directly with a smile.
Li Yanchu was startled for a moment. The other party actually walked through three or four tables and came to ask for a chicken?
"If mother-in-law likes it, just do it yourself."
Li Yanchu smiled slightly and did not take the opportunity to talk or make any pretense.
Grandma Chang's eyes lit up, she walked over, picked up the roast chicken on Li Yanchu's table, and left directly.
"Little Taoist priest, thank you very much."
Li Yanchu smiled and cupped his hands.
Suddenly, he found that several people around him suddenly cast envious glances at him.
"Why, this Granny Chang came over to eat one of my chickens, but it made my face look bright?"
Li Yanchu thought in his mind.
Bai Hongtu blinked at him and whispered:
"What's the plan for Granny Chang?"
Li Yanchu shook his head: "I don't know."
In addition to Granny Chang and Mr. Yin Yang, there were several other people who caught Li Yanchu's attention.
A middle-aged, consumptive man with a sallow complexion, his hands always folded into his sleeves habitually.
This person's seat was also in the corner, but Li Yanchu saw two groups of people coming up to talk to him.
This middle-aged man with a sallow complexion is known as Mr. Ma, and he practices extremely unorthodox methods.
It is said that it is relatively common in Liaodong and is called the art of inviting immortals.
The kind of inviting immortals he practices is different from Li Yanchu's orthodox Taoist inviting gods. What Mr. Ma invites is the great immortal in the mountains and forests.
I just don’t know that Mr. Ma invited the great immortal.
Those who practice inviting immortals usually enshrine the tablet of the great immortal at home, and often several generations of the family enshrine the same great immortal.
The stronger the immortal is, the stronger the person who practices the art of inviting immortals will be.
It is a very partial type of Wild Fox Zen.
There was also a burly man eight feet tall, sitting there like an iron tower with a huge long knife behind his back.
It has a thick back and a thin blade, and the handle is wrapped with a thin hemp rope.
There was a pot full of meat in front of this person. It seemed that the organizer had already known this person's temper.
A large pot was specially prepared for him, with meat stewed just right.
Such a person, no matter where he sits, will make people's eyes brighter, and the sense of oppression is really too strong.
This burly man was called Yan Chixiao. Li Yanchu, who heard this name for the first time, couldn't help but look at him a few more times.
After all, this man's name is only one character different from the Yan Chixia he knows well.
There was also a bulging bundle tied around his waist, and it was wrapped very tightly.
Bai Hongtu chuckled: "You don't think there's a human head in there, right?"
Li Yanchu raised his eyebrows. On this occasion, there was a bloody human head tied around his waist?
The burly man Yan Chixia seemed to have excellent hearing. He suddenly raised his head and smiled at Li Yanchu and the other two.
Compared to this man's powerful appearance, his smile was extremely simple, like a fool who didn't understand the world.
There is no impurity in the eyes.
Li Yanchu also smiled at the big Han Yan Chixiao to express his goodwill.
There was also an old man with a livid face at the table. This man had been sitting alone in the corner since he entered the table, not talking to anyone.
But later Grandma Chang came up and chatted with this person for a few words.
Li Yanchu then roughly guessed that the old man named Wu Laogui should be an expert in the corpse care lineage.
The death aura of this old ghost Wu is extremely strong, if it were not for the presence of masters from both Buddhist and Taoist sects here.
Li Yanchu almost thought that this person was here to ruin things.
This old ghost Wu can't be said to be a heretic, he just looks like an evil heretic.
It seemed a bit out of tune with the atmosphere of the scene.
Just being invited by Jing'an Temple and Yongxing Temple, this person is definitely not a gangster who doesn't know his roots. On the contrary, he is even a person with an established identity.
Li Yanchu also felt that his eyes were opened.
What Bai Hongtu's little daughter-in-law said back then was indeed correct. Those who practice the art of painting are not necessarily evil heretics.
Nowadays, Buddhism and Taoism invite people from all walks of life to come to slay demons, and many such folk strangers have come.
In addition to these few, there is also a young man dressed as a boatman and a feminine-looking scholar.
A middle-aged man with a ferocious big dog who looked very kind.
Li Yanchu, the three of them, didn't know each other's occupations.
Just as he was sizing up these people intentionally or unintentionally, Master Huizhen finally arrived.
This eminent monk of Lingxi Temple was obviously a very famous figure. As soon as he entered the door, many people came up to say hello.
Especially those young Buddhist disciples.
(End of chapter)
