Nightwatcher Chapter 37: Barren Mountain Rain at Night

Yang Qianhuan slowly said: "After this period of reflection, I finally understand the difference between myself and Xu Qi'an."

"Where is the difference?"

Zhong Li is like a qualified supporter.

Yang Qianhuan did not answer, but instead asked: "Junior Sister Zhong still remember when Xu Qi'an started to be loved by the people?"

Zhong Li tilted his head, his hair drooping, revealing a pair of bright eyes, and his voice softly: "Continuously solve the big case during the Beijing investigation?"

At that time, Zhong Li was "suppressed" at the bottom of the building as a poor little girl. He didn't know Xu Qi'an yet. Later, he slowly learned about Xu Qi'an's past.

"No. Although he was very popular when he was inspected in Beijing, his reputation was only circulated in the officialdom. The people in the city have heard of it, but he is far from loving."

Yang Qianhuan's voice is low, whispering:

"What really made the people in the capital remember him was the Buddhism fighting method and the trip to Yunzhou. Later, the market slashed the country with a knife, and his reputation reached its peak. But these are also good, follow-up the legend of Yuyangguan, and the death of the king Whatever the feat... In fact, the nature is the same."

After a pause, he said in a tone of uncovering the truth behind the fog:

"Because he is constantly setting up an image of "for the country and the people" for himself, the people naturally love him. He kills Yuanjing and kills the uncle. If I kill Yongxing, I will be a traitor."

Zhong Li was very moved when he heard that, Brother Yang finally understood.

Yang Qianhuan continued: "Therefore, I want to start working for the welfare of the people, and let the people in Beijing be grateful to me."

"What does Brother Yang plan to do?" Zhong Lirou said.

"I plan to open a few shops in the capital to help the people in the capital free of charge. Over time, I will be able to surpass Xu Qi'an and become the great hero in the eyes of the people in the capital." Yang Qianhuan said loudly.

"Senior Brother Yang is really amazing. He came up with such a good way." Zhong Li was happy for him.

Acknowledged and praised by Junior Sister Zhong, Yang Qianhuan left with ambition.

..........

The cold wind howled and the grass undulated.

Thick dark clouds were frozen in the sky in the distance. With the squally gusting wind, a group of people walked along the path of the barren hills. Munanzhi on horseback wrapped the fox fur cloak tightly.

She frowned, turned her head and said to Xu Qi'an, "I'm a little cold."

This winter was exceptionally cold. Soon after the winter, the eaves were already frosted.

Xu Qi'an nodded, pressing his palm against the abdomen of the little mare, typing in continuously. He is now able to refine Qi, and he has a lot of Qi faculties, which is equivalent to the eighth rank Qi training realm.

The little mare felt the heat from the owner, neighed happily, turned her head, and rubbed Xu Qi'an's face.

"Surnamed Xu!"

Mun Nan gritted her teeth angrily. Isn't she better than a horse?

"For you, being frozen is also a good experience. Walking in the rivers and lakes is too leisurely and it's not interesting."

That said, Xu Qi'an still held her small hand and crossed the aspirator.

Li Lingsu saw the interaction between the two people in his eyes, and said to his heart that his wife is not beautiful enough, so Xu Qian, a bad old man, dislikes it.

Thinking of my group of confidantes, all of them are outstanding beauties, the saint son will inevitably have a sense of superiority, and at the same time guess whether Xu Qian is not good at beauty or is not good at dealing with women?

Otherwise, what kind of beauty can't be obtained in his capacity?

"However, despite her mediocre appearance, Mrs. Xu is extremely attractive. The more she gets along, the more she feels that she is different from ordinary women. This is probably why Xu Qian married her..."

Li Lingsu thought to himself.

After a few weeks of circulation, Mu Nanzhi was warm and even drowsy. She forced herself to cheer up, put the little fox on horseback, and then took out Dafeng from her luggage. After reading Geography a few times, his face suddenly changed slightly.

She swallowed quietly and whispered: "The book says that Xiangzhou has two characteristics: water ghosts and corpses."

The boundary where they are located is Xiangzhou under the jurisdiction of Zhangzhou.

When the little white fox heard this, he shrank his head in fear, and stuttered like Munanzhi:

"Wh, what? Many water ghosts..."

Xu Qi'an said in a bad mood: "Are you a monster, afraid of water ghosts?"

The little white fox counseled half and whispered: "I, I'm afraid of ghosts."

Li Lingsu said: "There are many river systems in Xiangzhou. The river network is dotted and criss-crossed. There are countless people drowning every year, and many water ghosts are normal. As for driving corpses, it's a long story."

Seeing the two of them looking over, Li Lingsujie said:

"According to legend, about 180 years ago, a strange man suddenly appeared in Xiangxi. He reached the pinnacle of corpse control and beat Xiangzhou Invincible with thirteen iron corpses. The sect was established in Xiangzhou.

"To this day, many powers in Xiangzhou have several ways to control corpses. Among them, the most powerful is the Chai family. The Chai family's main business is to drive the corpses back to their hometowns.

"As long as the corpse that the Chai family takes over, it won't rot or smell."

Xu Qi'an led the little mare and asked, "Is this the method of the Witch God Sect to control the corpse, or the method of the Corpse Gu Ministry?"

Li Lingsu smiled and said:

"The method of the Corpse Gu Department. The strange man was born in Xiangzhou. When he was young, his family was killed by his enemies. He did not die for some reason, but he was sold to southern Xinjiang as a slave by his enemies. Corpse means.

"After consciously cultivated to a great success, he escaped from southern Xinjiang, returned to Xiangzhou to avenge, and started a sect. This person was called Chai Siming, the ancestor of the Chai family. However, his corpse control method was flawed, and he could only repair up to five. Product realm.

"Later, the Chai family developed martial arts, and the clansmen usually cultivated both martial and gu. The current Patriarch of the Chai family is only a fifth-rank, but there have been several fourth-rank patrons in the history of the Chai family."

Xu Qi'an was surprised: "Have you visited Xiangzhou before?"

"No."

"Then how do you know these things?"

"Because one of my confidantes happens to be the Chai family." Li Lingsu smiled as a winner in life.

Gan! Inadvertently, I gave you a chance to pretend to be forced......... Xu Qi'an vomited in his heart, he nodded, his tone was calm:

"You will arrive in Xiangzhou City tomorrow, just to visit the Chai family."

Li Lingsu's face changed slightly, and he quietly covered his waist.

The wind is getting stronger and stronger, the dark clouds are pressing, and seeing heavy rain is about to pour down, the group speeds up, and after half an hour, Munanzhi sitting on horseback, pointing to the distance, said with joy:

"There is a ruined temple there."

The little white fox happily echoed: "There is a ruined temple."

The ruined temple was on the side of the road. As I walked closer, I found that it was a mountain temple with a large area. I would like to have the scenery back then.

The temple door was rotten and half-open, as if it would fall when pushed.

Xu Qi'an assisted Mu Nan Zhi to dismount, and the three of them entered the temple one horse and crossed the threshold. The courtyard was covered with dead branches and fallen leaves, emitting a faint smell of rot.

The statue of the mountain **** enshrined in the temple was dumped, full of cracks, and entangled with spider silk. Xu Qi'an glanced roughly and visually observed that the temple was abandoned for at least ten years.

There are a few places of carbon dust in the temple, which seem to be left by people who had previously rested here after rising up the bonfire.

"Ah!"

Mu Nanzhi suddenly whispered, pointed to the southern corner, stammered: "Coffin, coffin..."

By the wall to the south, there is an ebony coffin with a dim color, which seems to be some years old.

The ruined temple, the old coffin, and the dark clouds cover the top of the dusk, and the wind is howling, which is strange.

Munanzhi was timid, so he couldn't be afraid.

Bai Ji, who was obviously a fox demon, seemed to be affected. She took the initiative to crawl into Munanzhi's arms, and the two female creatures hugged together to get warm.

Xu Qi'an glanced at the coffin, then retracted his gaze, and looked at Li Lingsu: "Go outside to pick up some firewood, and I will be in the temple tonight."

Li Lingsu only went out for a while, and the rain started, and it was bitter.

Xu Qi'an took out two robes from the storage kit and put them on the ground so that Munanzhi could sit. After waiting for a while, Li Lingsu returned with a large bundle of firewood.

A lot of weight.

The bonfire was quickly lit in the temple to drive away the chill, Xu Qi'an set up a pot and cooked a pot of meat soup.

Not long after, when the rich smell of meat wafted away, Munanzhi was not afraid, holding a porcelain bowl and enjoying the soup.

The little white fox also has a bowl, licking happily.

At this moment, Xu Qi'an moved her auricle and heard rapid footsteps.

At the gate of the temple, two figures hurried in, two men and one woman. One of them was wearing a Confucian shirt and crown, carrying a bookcase, and seemed to be a scholar.

Another man with a long sword in the waist and hips, dressed in a black costume, looks like a martial artist.

As for the woman, she has a nice face, neatly dressed in shorts, and her long hair is **** high like a man, but her shoulders and neck are not embellished, but she looks thinner and thinner instead.

"It smells so good!"

The young man with a long sword in the waist and hips entered the temple, staring straight at the iron pot.

The scholar bowed his hands and said: "Two brothers, the mountain roads are hard to find, I encounter cold rain by chance, I wonder if it will be convenient."

Li Lingsu smiled and said: "Just do it yourself."

The two men and the woman immediately walked aside and sat down not far from the coffin.

Because of the rain and rushing on the road, his body was wet, and the black man with strong clothes took off his saber and looked at the old coffin in the corner, wondering:

"There is a coffin in the temple, just so, chop it for firewood."

The young scholar's face changed slightly, "I can't make it, Brother Wang, this is unlucky, the dead are big, don't disturb others."

Mun Nanzhi shook his hand and exclaimed: "That's it, you are so good to cut some coffin and die."

The sky is completely dark, the raindrops are falling cracklingly, in the deserted temple, the campfire is swayed by the cold wind in the temple, and the silhouette of the figure is distorted on the wall.

The young man with strong black clothes frowned and said, "What's the matter with you!"

He turned to his companion and muttered: "It is not certain whether there are dead people in the coffin."

At this time, the beautiful woman said:

"It doesn't matter whether there are dead people or not. It is not lucky. Brother Wang, I wait for those who practice martial arts, full of energy and blood, and not afraid of the cold. It's just Brother Lu you..."

The scholar hurriedly waved his hand: "No matter what's going on~ IndoMTL.com~ The woman shook her head, got up and walked to Xu Qi'an and the others, clasped her fist and said: "Two brothers, can we let us come over and cook together? "

"Sit down!"

Under Mu Nanzhi's squint gaze, Xu Qi'an maintained a high-cold posture, without showing a warm male smile.

So the three of them sat down by the bonfire. Xu Qi'an noticed that they were staring straight at the iron pot, staring at the meat soup inside.

"If you don't mind, just use the bowl we've drunk."

Xu Qi'an didn't expose himself in front of them to store the artifact.

"Thanks a lot."

The scholars are overjoyed, repeating their work.

The black man with a bad temper, his face softened a bit when he heard the words.

The beautiful woman drank a gulp of broth, wiped her lips with her sleeve, and said, "Little girl Feng Xiu, a disciple of the Plum Flower Sword School."

She looked at the black man with strong clothes and introduced: "His name is Wang Jun, a disciple of Songyun Sect. Our two teachers have made friends for generations. This brother Lu is a friend we met in the mountains."

The scholar took the topic and said: "In Gerowei, a person from Qingshan County, the new monarch will take the throne and will open Enke next year, so I plan to take a study tour and go to the capital."

The prince is enthroned...Xu Qi'an was taken aback.

For Dafeng, this is a good thing.

The only advantage of Yuan Jingxiu Dao is that there are not many heirs, otherwise the prince's seizure of the prostitute will only make the situation worse.

Li Lingsu said: "The two are traveling together in the rivers and lakes?"

Feng Xiu's eyes stayed on his face for a moment, and said softly: "We are responding to the call of Aunt Chai to come to Xiangzhou to participate in the Demon Slaying Conference."

Da Feng beats more people

(https://)

Please remember the domain name of the first publication of this book: https://. Mobile version reading URL: https://