Half-Yokai Cultivating the Path of Immortality Chapter 180: City Lord

Outside the city.

Cemetery.

A large tomb built like a mansion.

It only has one more black and white dome than an ordinary mansion.

The door.

On the plaque is not "a certain mansion", but the three characters "Hu Sanmeng".

Two gates, shaped like tombstones.

A few people stood outside the door, looking cautious.

One person died in Yinliu Alley, so he didn’t dare to be careless again.

Madam Ninth looked back one by one.

Lu Tong looked at her, took a step forward, and exhaled three qi spiritual smoke.

The spiritual smoke turned into a chain hammer.

After refining hundreds of kilograms of corpse energy, the three-energy spirit smoke is as soft as a whip and as hard as iron, and can be controlled at will.

He picked up the chain and smashed open the door with a hammer.

The two monks took out the lighting instruments and threw them into the door.

Inside the door, there is a layer of pebbles on the ground.

The stones are as crystal clear as jade, half black and half white.

There are no traces of movement.

Lu Tong is preparing to go in.

A slender palm stretched out and pulled the skirt of the clothes.

He turned his head.

It was the Ruyi female cultivator who had summoned the birds just now.

"Fellow Taoist, try to see if it's safe first, then it's not too late to go in."

The female cultivator took out Ruyi again and called out a flock of white birds.

The birds flew into the tomb.

After a while, it flew out again.

Lu Tong nodded and thanked the female cultivator, used his magic power, and complained that white cotton threads appeared on the female cultivator's clothes.

He entered first.

The other monks and monsters followed closely behind.

Inside the tomb, the cold air penetrated to the bones.

Courtyard, main hall, side room, garden, rockery, kitchen, stable...

All kinds of buildings are available.

There are also paper maids, servants, cows and horses, pots and stoves, cooks, etc. placed in various rooms.

It looks very weird.

When entering, everyone was on guard.

When Lu Tong came out, there was a male cultivator and a Ruyi female cultivator hanging on one of his arms.

"Cough!"

Lu Tong coughed.

The Ruyi female cultivator immediately let go, her face turned red.

The male cultivator also let go of his arms and pretended to be calm, lowering his head to straighten his clothes.

Mrs. Ninth has been guarding the door.

"How?"

Lu Tong shook his head and said: "No one is there. There are some bones and peels in the main hall. They should have been here."

"Go back first."

The group of people jumped into the air and flew towards the city.

Halfway.

Lu Tong glanced down, suddenly stopped and said: "Is there anyone visiting the grave there?"

Below is the tomb of a main grave.

Candles are lit in front of the grave.

A woman kneels in front of the grave, her shoulders shaking slightly.

In the middle of the night, evil cultivators appear.

You still dare to go out of the city to visit the grave?

With a tacit understanding, everyone surrounded Lu Tong and spread out in all directions.

Lu Tong shook his head and flew towards the woman.

Falled ten feet away.

A few small sobs were heard.

"Fellow Taoist?"

The sobs stopped.

The woman slowly turned her head, saw Lu Tong, her eyes widened, and shouted: "Ghost!"

Then he ran away.

After seeing the other people, he looked left and right, threw himself in front of Madam Ninth and knelt down: "Immortal, help!"

After shouting, he looked back at Lu Tong and crawled towards Madam Ninth with a look of fear on his face.

A few chuckles came out.

Lu Tong frowned and rubbed his face with his hands.

Nine people said: "What is your name?"

"Wen Li, please send me back to the city."

"Where do you live?"

"Chengnan Yuegui Fong."

"Why did you leave the city to visit the grave?"

"Immortal, I received a letter in the middle of the night. The letter said that if you don't leave the city immediately to worship, my husband's grave will be dug up."

Madam Ninth frowned and said, "Where is the letter?"

Wen Li took out a letter from her arms.

After Mrs. Ninth saw it, her brows furrowed deeper and deeper.

"Go back to the city first."

The group of people took to the air again.

On the way.

I met a dozen more women visiting graves.

Either they worship their parents, their husbands, or their children who died young.

Lu Tong felt a little weird and said, "Madam, that's not right."

"What's wrong?"

"These women should be targeted. I have heard of an evil method called 'skin fetus technique', where the skin is peeled off and the body is transformed into the same shape as the original owner. It is like being reincarnated."

An evil method in "Zhengzhuang Travels".

A flower-picking thief, after murdering the man of the house, occupied the magpie's nest, occupied the house, spent money, slept with his wife, and beat the children.

Mrs. Ninth turned her head and glanced at Lu Tong with admiration in her eyes.

"Don't worry, I have made arrangements. If she comes, she will fall into a trap."

Lu Tong felt a chill in his heart.

It turns out that Madam Ninth also knew.

It's just that instead of saving those women, he just went with the flow and used them as bait.

He turned around and looked.

Wen Li is holding the arm of the female cultivator Ruyi.

After looking up and looking at Lu Tong for a moment, he immediately lowered his head with fear on his face.

……

Early in the morning.

In the city, it is as bright as day.

The stewards, guards, servants, shopkeepers, etc. under the major families were all dispatched.

Teams of people were galloping on the streets.

Nearly a hundred lives were lost.

Added Mrs. Shan.

Yan Ziqiu finally got angry, stopped stingy with gold and silver, and summoned all his men.

Canxiang Tower.

Yang Wang sat still cross-legged.

My eyes turned into two black holes.

Aside.

The body of the evil cultivator with a narrow face was thrown on the ground, his head rolled to the side, revealing an empty eye socket.

"Yang Wang, what's the news?"

Madam Ninth waved her hand.

A group of maids came out and served tea, snacks, and fruits to everyone.

Yang Wang's voice was hoarse and he said: "There are two more people, one male and one female. Female nuns are easy to change. They are eyeing the city lord's mansion."

"What are the characteristics?"

"The man has a round face, round eyes, beard, and is five feet six inches tall."

As Yang Wang spoke, he stretched out his fingers and used white smoke to draw portraits.

Unfortunately, he is blind and cannot draw.

The painted portraits look nothing like humans.

……

A busy night.

No more gains.

The sky is looming.

Lu Tong returned home with two hundred taels of silver and a bottle of Huangguo Dan.

It was rare to be quiet in the courtyard.

The little guys of the Qi family, Liu family, and Dian family~IndoMTL.com~ haven’t woken up yet.

The tower has three floors.

The lights remain on.

He walked into the first floor, took a few sips from the teapot, and shouted: "Chunyun?"

No response.

After running around all night, my mana is almost exhausted.

He climbed up the stairs and said, "If you can cook, go and cook some food."

Canxianglou, the food is too vegetarian.

Carved snacks and flower cakes are both good and bad.

Footsteps sounded.

Come downstairs.

Lu Tong stopped suddenly.

Not through the clouds.

Walking through the clouds makes almost no sound.

"Who!"

"Senior Brother Lu."

Conghuo appeared at the top of the stairs and said with a smile: "Master is up there. Whatever senior brother wants to eat, I will cook it."

"Junior sister can do anything."

Long Huo smiled and hurried downstairs.

Lu Tong washed up hastily, put on a clean robe, and walked up to the third floor.

"I have seen an immortal."

Jing Xin raised her hand and said, "Sit down."

Lu Tong sat down opposite.

"Why is the Immortal Chief here? Yunying City has been in chaos and unrest lately."

"Yunying City is about to change its city owner."

"What?"

Jing Xin looked happy, nodded slightly and said, "Yan Ziqiu has neglected his duties, and the people in Yunying City are in dire straits. It can take as short as three months, or as long as one year, and the next city lord will be chosen."

"The immortal wants to be the city lord?"

Jing Xin laughed dumbly, shook his head and said: "I am determined to practice."

Lu Tong was not in a calm mood.

Last night, after Yan Ziqiu gave an order, tens of thousands of monks were dispatched and swept across every corner of the city.

As soon as I turned around, I was dismissed.

Ups and downs.

Good fortune plays tricks on people.

"What are the immortal's plans?"

"When Yan Ziqiu falls, all forces in the city will inevitably undergo major changes. I have just become a golden elixir, and my foundation is still shallow. This opportunity is rare and cannot be missed."