"yawn--"
In search of an extremely rare food, young Master Xia didn't close his eyes all night, and unconcealable sleepiness appeared on his face.
Facing the mist that just rose in the morning, he returned to his place of residence with tired steps, taking the food he had picked hard last night.
Snapped!
Good ingredients often only require the simplest processing methods.
The experienced Chef Xia threw the ingredients directly onto the smooth stone slab in the middle of the courtyard. The stone slab is still cold now, but when the sun rises it will undergo unexpected changes.
Master Xia is going back to the house to catch up on his sleep. When the sun is at its strongest at noon, the ingredients will reach the optimum dryness and moisture level.
Experience told him that it was the most delicious at that time.
…
When Xia Zhichan woke up, it was already noon.
He didn't wake up by himself, but was awakened by the shouts outside like killing pigs. He could only open the door a little irritably:
"Stop shouting, it's like killing a pig..."
"Xia Zhichan! Let me go! Why did you tie me up? Let me go!"
Nan Er, who was tied tightly with hemp rope, fell on his side on the stone slab in the middle of the courtyard, shouting like a pig about to be slaughtered, but no one paid him any attention.
"Why did you tie me up like this..."
Xia Zhichan wiped the tears left in the corners of her eyes from yawning, as if she hadn't fully woken up yet. There was an obviously tired look on her face, but when she saw Nan Er who kept shouting, she became angry.
He glanced at the black and white mysterious robe hanging on the hanger, which was torn one after another, and he felt unhappy:
"Do you remember where you are?"
"I……"
Nan Er had just asked someone to help him untie the rope, but he had not thought about where he was.
Well, at the end of the memory, he personally cut off Chu Tianba's head and avenged all the unjust undead souls of the Nangong family.
What happened after that... seems...
"Why do I seem to have lost my memory? I remember that I should still be at Sima's house, and it should be the night before the River God Festival..."
Nan Er thought for a while, but found that he seemed to have lost his memory. It was not because of a sneak attack or any other reason, but he had completely lost his memory after killing Chu Tianba.
What happened after that, and how could I appear in the courtyard of Zhulin Xiaoyuan all tied up?
"In the end what happened?"
"I can't explain it in a sentence or two. Anyway, the most important thing now is..."
Xia Zhichan walked out wearing only the white middle coat she wore when sleeping, squatted in front of Nan Er who fell to the ground and couldn't get up, smiled and said:
"You are no longer a human being."
Well, if someone hears this sentence, their first reaction will definitely be that they are just joking, or they will take the opportunity to scold themselves.
But based on Nan Er’s understanding of Xia Zhichan...
"Why am I no longer a human being? I..."
Before Nan Er finished speaking, he saw Xia Zhichan standing up and looking up to observe the direction of the sun in the sky. He was very angry in his heart. He fell to the ground and you didn't help him. He spoke to himself and ran to look at the sun.
You don’t think of me as a friend!
"The time is almost up, hey, you have to be careful."
"What am I careful about..."
The sound was like a piece of raw marinated pork belly being placed on an iron plate that was heated to the right temperature.
However, the sound of barbecue makes people's index fingers tickle, but this sound...
"Ouch, fuck! What...what is this? Damn it!"
Nan Er suddenly cried out in pain, and his body that had fallen to the ground tensed up instantly, and his limbs began to struggle violently involuntarily. However, the hemp rope was used to tie up pigs, cattle and sheep, and most people couldn't break free.
Black gas began to seep out from his flushed skin bit by bit, like black smoke appearing from a roasted barbecue.
"ah--"
Nan Er was in even more pain. He felt as if there were some insects squirming hard under his skin. The sharp fangs of the insects easily tore the skin and muscles apart. The severe pain was beyond words. .
His limbs began to twitch, and the tight hemp rope trapped around his body made a creaking sound. You must know that this rope can easily trap even a cow weighing several hundred kilograms.
Xia Zhichan also ordered the postmen to bring several more, but it didn't seem to work just like this.
"It seems like we have to ask them to prepare special iron chains next time."
"ah--"
Nan Er was still roaring, his pupils were bloodshot and turned red, and thick black smoke came out of his wide-open mouth. If someone who didn't know saw it, they would think that this man was about to burn.
Xia Zhichan didn't use any spells. What tortured Nan Er now was the sun in the sky.
Look up at the sky, the sun is at its peak.
It was filled with pure Yang energy.
When the sun fell on other people, they would only feel a hint of warmth in this late autumn, but when it fell on Nan Er, who was full of evil spirits, it was like knives cutting flesh.
"ah--"
It wasn't that Nan Er didn't want to say anything else, but the sudden severe pain made him unable to speak at all and could only make meaningless roars.
Xia Zhichan stared at the sun in the sky, squinting his eyes for a long time. It wasn't until the roars beside him gradually subsided that he turned around:
"It seems there is not enough time..."
Only when the sun reaches the middle will it have pure Yang energy, and then it will weaken little by little as time goes by.
Nan Er's evil spirit had begun to leak out, but the sunlight and the evil spirit began to weaken after resisting for a while, so he began to feel more than just tortured by severe pain.
Buzz.
Xia Zhichan turned around sharply.
In his house was Nan Er's counter-pattern knife that had returned to its original form like his master. Now the knife made a crisp sound and flew out of the house attracted by the evil spirit.
A flash of black light flashed.
Xia Zhichan quickly grabbed the long black sheath knife and pressed the handle back before she had time to take it out of the sheath.
He ignored Nan Er who was undergoing abnormal changes on the ground, but walked quickly back into the room, lifted up his right sleeve, and immediately dropped the long knife into the sleeve.
Isolated the evil spirit on Nan Er's body from summoning Niwen Dao.
He took something more before walking back.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Nan Er's eyes were red, and the rope that was tightly tied to his body made an overwhelming sound, and the hemp rope began to break. It seemed that he would soon be unable to contain him, who was starting to go crazy.
"kill!"
Nan Er, who had scarlet eyes, exhaled a breath of black evil energy. He struggled hard, and the overflowing black energy corroded the hemp rope. The original native yellow rope began to turn black little by little, and then broke at the blackened place. Come on.
"kill!"
He roared, and the hemp ropes on his body broke at the same time.
boom!
Xia Zhichan took the lead and stepped on Nan Er who was getting up, then clamped the thing he just took out from his sleeve robe on his fingers, and took the opportunity to stuff it into the latter's open mouth.
It was an emerald green leaf.
"Cough cough cough cough..."
Nan Er was coughing violently, and the black smoke on his body was trembling. It dissipated for a while, and then emerged again.
Until finally, Nan Er passed out and the black smoke gradually faded away.
"Sir, please..."
The postman Xiaowu walked into the courtyard, and was faced with a black mist. He took a breath unexpectedly, and suddenly felt a tightness in his chest, and an inexplicable anger welled up in his heart.
Snapped!
Xia Zhichan came quickly. He immediately slapped Xiao Wu on the forehead with his palm. The pure Qi quickly drove out the evil spirit that accidentally entered Xiao Wu's body.
"Uh, sir, what's wrong with me?"
Xiao Wu just felt inexplicable anger, and then felt dizzy. When he woke up again, he found that Xia Zhichan, who was still standing in the middle of the courtyard, had appeared in front of him.
"It's okay. What's the matter with you coming?"
Xia Zhichan looked at the pitiful amount of Qi in his body. He had used some of it just to save Xiao Wu. If his Dantian Qi sea was compared to a pond, it would have almost dried up and bottomed out.
"Oh yes, it's time for lunch. And Bantou Li from Jiangcheng Yamen has sent some files..."
"Okay, bring the rice and files into my room. Then arrange for two people to find a strong iron chain and a stick for carrying things."
Xia Zhichan turned around and walked back to her house. Passing by Nan Er, who passed out again, she pointed at him and then said to Xiao Wu:
"After you find the iron chain, tie him up first."
"Uh...ok sir."
Xiao Wu looked at Nan Er who was a little miserable. Although he was puzzled, he didn't dare to ask any more questions.
…
Lewangfu.
A doorman was sitting on the steps bored when he suddenly saw Xia Zhichan walking over not far away wearing a plain brocade dress.
Behind him were two sturdy postmen, each carrying a wooden stick on their shoulders. There seemed to be a dark thing tied to the wooden stick.
What are you doing here? Could it be that he sent pigs to Prince Le...
Only those who kill pigs in rural areas carry pigs like this. The four hooves of the pigs are tied with hemp rope and carried with a through-bar.
But this is Lewang Mansion...
Fortunately, Xia Zhichan occasionally visited Lewang Mansion a few days ago. The doorman was a smart kid. Even though Xia Zhichan changed his clothes, he still recognized her at a glance.
So I quickly came over and said hello.
"Master Xia, what are you..."
The doorman went up to meet him and discovered that the two postmen carrying something were not a black pig, but a man wearing black clothes.
Moreover, this man was tightly bound with iron chains all over his body. Good guy, what a crime this is to be treated like this.
The doorman thought so because generally only those who locked prisoners at the yamen would use iron chains, and they had to be extremely vicious criminals with strong martial arts skills. They were afraid that they would escape if they were not careful, so they tied their hands and feet with iron chains.
For this person to be treated like this, he is probably a famous criminal thief.
The doorman made wild guesses.
"Master Xia, our Prince Le went out of the city today and may not come back until evening. If you have something urgent..."
Xia Zhichan waved her hand. Naturally, he did not bring Nan Er here to find Prince Le.
Didn't Prince Le send out an order to recruit talents? In addition to Buddhism and Taoism, there were also many charlatans and magicians who came to offer rewards for the thousand gold coins. So Prince Le simply set up an arena outside the city and let the warlocks fight with each other.
Just trying to have fun.
"I'm not looking for Prince Le today."
Xia Zhichan glanced at Nan Er who was sleeping like a dead pig on the stick behind him, and then continued:
"Is Zen Master Fu Kong here?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a low Buddha's call was heard coming from Prince Le's Mansion.
"Amitabha."
Immediately afterwards, the little novice monk came out supporting the invisible Zen Master Fu Kong.
Xia Zhichan hurriedly bowed to him. He had heard about this Zen Master Fu Kong. The abbot of Wanfo Mountain was a disciple of Master Chen. According to legend, he was a Zen master who "sees Buddha blindly and sees all living beings with his eyes closed."
Moreover, Zen Master Fu Kong is also very old and should be respected. Moreover, Xia Zhichan's attitude towards Buddhism and Taoism is also different. This is because most Buddhist monks are kind-hearted monks, while people in Taoism are a bit arrogant.
"Zen Master, I would like to ask you to expel the evil spirit from a friend..."
"Amitabha, easy to talk about, easy to talk about..."
The little novice monk who was on guard rolled his eyes at the side, and he confidently stretched out his hand:
"Give me money!"
