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That night.
The city of Juzhou is in turmoil.
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The Wang family is the most prominent family in the state. If the palace is shaken, the government is shaken. If the government is shaken, the whole city of Juzhou will be in chaos.
Li Changan never expected that his recklessness would lead to such big consequences.
But it can't all be down to him.
The Taoist priest spent half the night traveling between Yin and Yang to arrive at Juzhou City from Yuzhou, thousands of miles away. He was racing against time with all his strength. But as the saying goes, "The king of hell is easy to see, but the devil is difficult to deal with." I didn't expect to travel all night and walk all the way to hell, but I was blocked in front of the palace. The Wang family's concierge was stunned and refused to let him in, and refused to pass the news to him.
"Are you the one who exposed the liar a few days ago? Bah! That was a monk."
"This donkey? What a joke! Don't all donkeys look alike, how can they look like horses?"
"Are you a friend of the young master? Do you have something urgent to do? Oh, are you from Yuzhou? What kind of corpse Buddha is there?"
"I'm telling you, who do you think you are? No way. Even if the prefect of the government office wants to meet him, he has to line up obediently tomorrow morning."
"Do you have to come in? Okay. Let's submit the post early tomorrow."
"Snapped!"
As soon as the small ventilation door was closed, the Taoist priest was dismayed.
Early tomorrow?
Tomorrow morning the bones of the people of Yuzhou will be cold!
Li Changan had no choice but to be a gentleman and climbed over the wall. However, his craftsmanship was too advanced. As soon as he crossed the outer wall, he was caught by a secret sentry. Next, a group of servants and guards surrounded him with open fire.
In this situation, what can the Taoist priest do? The only thing I could do was knock them over one by one with the scabbard.
Ever since, the previous scene happened.
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"It concerns tens of thousands of people in Yuzhou, how can we blame the Taoist priest harshly for such an urgent matter... So, then Luo Yuqing is really a master of Longhu Mountain? What about the elixir he refined that day?"
"Fake."
Li Changan was categorical.
Even now, the only one who still doesn't give up on Lao Shizi's golden elixir is Wang Qiao, who seeks immortality.
The Taoist priest's movements naturally woke up the masters of the Wang family. But since the night was already dark and the Taoist priest was in a hurry, there was no need to meet and reminisce, so they sent each of them back to their houses to continue resting.
Only the head of the Wang family was left to go to the Yamen to explain the misunderstanding, while Wang Qiao was left to take Li Changan to find the imprisoned Luo Yuqing. As for the prince's suit, according to him, after that day, he went to Chang'an to study and prepare for the exam, and was not in the mansion at the moment.
"We're here! Taoist Master, please look, Luo Dao... the real person is staying here temporarily."
It doesn't take a moment.
Wang Qiao then introduced Li Chang'an into a private prison. In the prison, there were senior masters from the Longhushan Zhengyi sect. Long Tu, Xishi and others were said to have profound cultivation. They were unparalleled in the Qilu sect, but they were dedicated to magic. , Yunshui Sanren Luo Yuqing, an old Taoist priest with an eccentric personality, a habit of playing games and even cheating, was sleeping soundly.
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Li Changan looked at the scene in the prison, and for a moment, his expression was quite strange.
Even though Zhenren Luo defrauded the Wang family of millions of dollars, was exposed by himself, and was tied up on the spot, Li Changan never worried about his wealth and life.
According to what Long Tu and others said, this man has his own Dharma Protector and General with him, and no other person can harm him.
Otherwise, with his skills of deception and the three-legged cat's deception, he would have died in some wilderness, swallowed by wild beasts and monsters; or he would have been caught by the master of suffering, beaten to death with sticks, wrapped in a straw mat and thrown around. The funeral was over.
Unexpectedly, he would be treated like this in the Wang family's private prison.
A table full of half-eaten sumptuous food and wine, exquisite furnishings and furniture, a high bed covered with embroidered mosquito nets and soft pillows, and a boy accompanying the bed... If it weren't for the iron bars and the tight locks, the Taoist priest would still be there. I thought I was in the wrong place and had entered a certain superior guest room.
"I just thought, even if I can't refine the golden elixir, it would be great to learn two-hand illusion."
Wang Qiao laughed twice and asked someone to open the cell door.
After entering the door, he looked at the boy with a searching look. The boy didn't say anything. He just pointed at the food and wine on the table, which had fresh wine stains. He also nodded at the old man on the bed, whose beard was still shiny.
Okay, just pretend to be asleep.
Wang Qiao quickly stepped forward to accuse him, saying, "You can't see Mount Tai if you have eyes."
But the old Taoist priest didn't even raise his eyelids, and instead snored on purpose.
Wang Qiao was dumbfounded and called out anxiously:
"Taoist Master."
The old Taoist priest raised his beard.
"San people?"
The old man turned over.
"Real person!"
The old man pulled the quilt.
Seeing the old Taoist priest still losing his temper, how could Li Changan wait?
Go straight forward to pay homage.
"This junior, Li Chang'an, a disciple of the Jing Sect, pays homage to Mr. Luo. I am so presumptuous to interrupt you this time..."
Li Changan will tell you the whole story one by one.
"...No one but a real person can fix the dead Buddha and save Yuzhou. Therefore, when Xingye comes here, I hope that the real person will help regardless of the past grudges and save the people of Yuzhou from fire and water."
After hearing this, the old Taoist priest snorted twice and slowly stood up.
Upon seeing this, Li Changan hurried forward and handed over the token and letter given to him by Xishi.
Unexpectedly, the old Taoist priest took over, but he didn't even intend to take a look. He only looked at the top of his head, as if the old god was there.
Wang Qiao was scratching his head, but Li Changan was already prepared.
Taoist Xishishi knew everything about him. His uncle, his master, had a very eccentric temper. Originally, he had no talent for practicing magic, and after much trial and error, only a blind trick came to the fore.
So, he used this method to tease the disciples on the mountain. But where is Longhu Mountain, and who can be fooled by this little trick?
Often the secret will be exposed as soon as it is used, and most people will be content with it, but he will not. The more it fails, the more he will use it. In the end, I had to hold my nose and pretend to be tricked before I would give up.
Later, when he was promoted to a master, his uncle felt that it was too much to torment his disciples, so he had no choice but to go down the mountain and torment his culprits.
The Taoist priest winked at Wang Datou, who immediately understood and asked someone to fetch a scroll and unfold it.
But it's not the "Picture of Fairy Mountains on the Sea" from that day. That painting had long been burned by the head of the Wang family. Now this picture is the "Picture of Farewell in the Long Pavilion", but there are only long pavilions, decaying grass, carriages, and no one seeing people off. The farewell person.
When the old Taoist saw this picture, he smiled and gave me a teachable look.
He stretched out, got out of bed, and repeated his old tricks, turning around and disappearing.
And at the same time.
There was a bearded Taoist in the picture, walking slowly towards the carriage with his hands behind his back.
"good!"
Li Changan suddenly shouted, startling the people next to him.
"The real person really has magical powers! He can come and go without a trace with the help of a mere picture album. He must be leaning on his horse outside the palace gate at this time!"
Wang Qiao said blankly: "But we haven't even gotten on the bus yet..."
"Get in the car!"
The Taoist priest couldn't help but close the scroll, then reached into the void beside him, grabbed a certain "object", and walked out.
Er.
Then a howl like a slaughtered pig was heard.
"Shu Zi'an dare!"
"Little friend, little friend, be gentle! Ouch, you are strangling me!"
"At least bring my gourd!"
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Hades.
In the splendid field of flowers on the other side, the two of them were riding donkeys on the light path.
When leaving the palace, Wang Qiao originally gave the old Taoist a thousand-mile horse as a gift, but no ordinary beast dared to enter this ghost gate. With no choice, Li Changan had no choice but to take Luo Yuqing to ride on a donkey.
But fortunately, the donkey is fat and strong, and his pace is not slow, so he will not make any mistakes.
It's really annoying to have an old liar whispering in my ear.
He didn't say anything abusive or sarcastic, it was just a long and boring journey, and he just caught Li Chang'an rambling. But the Taoist priest was so busy racing against time that he wanted to tear off his own legs and attach them to the donkey's belly so that the donkey could run faster. He had no time to engage in a dragon gate formation with him. He was just patient and kept talking to each other.
"This junior does have some skills, and he can actually take a shortcut to the underworld."
"I have a few friends..."
Seeing how perfunctory Li Changan's response was, the old liar let out a "tsk" and closed his mouth without speaking.
Stepping into the underworld for the first time is still a bit fresh, but along the way, the wilderness is connected to the wilderness, and the sea of flowers is followed by the sea of flowers, with no ups and downs, and you can only move along the light path, and you cannot walk around at will. It takes a long time Yes, it’s inevitably boring.
Luo Yuqing is a restless person, otherwise he would not be a good master and uncle on Longhu Mountain and come down the mountain to cheat. Now that I was bored, I rolled my eyes and decided on the flower of the other side.
He glanced at Li Changan and thought to himself:
This little Taoist priest was ignorant and didn't know it when he entered the treasure mountain. He thought that this mountain full of wild things was not a rare thing. Who asked you to grab the old man by the collar? I won’t remind you.
He has seen it in secret ancient books. It is said that the legendary "Meng Po Soup" is made from this flower and Wangchuan water. The book also said that it can also be used to brew a kind of wine called "Drunk Life, Dreams of Death". Someone in the past drank this wine by mistake, and got so drunk that he is now so drunk that his descendants have died several times, but this person is still in good health.
Although Taoists abstain from greed, as a Taoist I don't want much, so I only want to pick one of the bright red flowers in the field.
But then he thought about it and leaned over to fish it out, but he found nothing.
Taking a closer look, I was dumbfounded.
The flowers actually opened a path from the donkey's head like waves. When the donkey's hooves stepped on it, they closed up from the donkey's tail, avoiding his hands.
"Real person, the underworld is mysterious and unpredictable. There will be no Yin soldiers to protect you on this trip, so be careful. Don't get out of this light."
"I know it."
Old Luo's face turned red, but he still replied impatiently with his mouth stern.
But what is his temperament? The more you can't find it, the more itchy your heart becomes.
Not long after I settled down, I suddenly saw an extremely large and bright red flower in front of me, and it was right next to the light path, as if I could easily get it.
I couldn't help but lean out.
Stretch your hand a little longer.
Lean your body a little more.
finally.
The fingertips touched the flower stem, but light came out.
The old Taoist's face lit up with joy when he suddenly felt a tightening on his finger. It turned out that the flower branch was twisting and clinging to it like a living thing, and it actually grabbed his finger.
Eh?
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"ah!"
There was a short scream from behind, and Li Changan was agitated. He turned around to grab it, but he only heard the sound of tearing cloth and found a sleeve free in his hand.
At the same time.
Suddenly there was a loud roar in the surrounding areas, and everything in front of us was dyed vermilion.
Look up.
The hollow in the sky casts a gritty blood-red light mist.
Look around.
The originally brilliant dark flowers on the other side suddenly turned red and turned black, almost rotting. Within sight, all the flower branches stretched and danced wildly, as if countless ghost hands were coming to pull the living person, causing him to sink forever.
Li Changan suddenly remembered what Lou Cheng said: The underworld can also turn against him.
His mind suddenly moved and he looked back suddenly.
But he saw that Luo Laodao was tightly wrapped in flower vines, half of his body was pulled into the underworld, his mouth was filled with flowers, and he was waving his hands and whimpering at Li Changan.
Also at this time.
The light path under my feet suddenly narrowed.
Damn it!
Li Changan realized it immediately.
It's going to be daybreak!
This gate of hell is about to close.
