Deviant Immortal of Uncanny Dao Chapter 56: Outside the customs

"Senior Brother Li, what's wrong with you?" Seeing that Li Huowang's expression was a little off, Lingmiao subconsciously clenched Li Huowang's hand.

Li Huowang smiled and shook his head, "It's nothing, I thought about leaving the customs soon, and I was a little worried about the outside world. Let's go, let's go and help the Lu family dismantle the platform. After dismantling, hurry up and leave."

Li Huowang said this, but his eyes were cold, and his temper was becoming more and more like Dan Yangzi.

This change sent chills down Li Huowang's back, and after contacting others that Dan Yangzi was himself, the conjecture at that time was no longer just a conjecture, but was gradually becoming a reality.

If it's just personality, Li Huowang is even more worried that he will change over time and completely become Dan Yangzi himself.

"If this is the case, everything before makes sense. Dan Yangzi is not protecting me, but protecting himself!"

Thinking of this possibility, Li Huowang's heart began to feel a little irritable. If in this world, whoever he hated the most, then the old lunatic Dan Yangzi would definitely be number one.

He doesn't want to become Dan Yangzi, if that's the case, he'd rather die!

Li Huowang even suddenly had an impulse in his heart, and now he immediately turned around and returned to Zhengde Temple. No matter what hardships he would encounter in the future, let those monks hold Purdue fasting first, and then finish off Danyangzi

But this is just thinking about it. It's good to say that it didn't tear the face before. There is still hope for the two sides to make peace. It is to be reimbursed on the spot.

Those monks are not real monks who eat fast and recite Buddhahood. They can do anything.

Fortunately, according to the previous abbot's description, in addition to Zhengde Temple, there are other sects, and now I can only think of ways from them. What Zhengde Temple can do, other sects can definitely do it.

Li Huowang walked to the donkey cart and opened the map to observe carefully.

He had never planned to contact those people before because Zhengde Temple had a bad start.

But now it's impossible not to contact. Since Zhengde Temple has a way to solve Danyangzi, other sects can also.

Although they don't know what they want, it can be seen from their actions that they covet themselves for something.

"Is it the Book of Heaven left by Dan Yangzi?" Li Huowang thought to himself.

If you don't want to become Danyangzi, you must find a way from them.

"It really doesn't work, so I'll take out that celestial book and exchange it with them." Li Huowang secretly made this decision in his heart, and it was the only bargaining chip he had at the moment.

In Li Huowang's uneasy mood, they finally came to the town of Guankou.

This small town is full of merchants who come and go, and some people with different styles of clothing, all of whom enter the customs to do business.

Looking at the pass in the distance, Li Huowang looked at Zhuangyuan Lu, "Master Lu, it looks like we are going to separate."

Zhuangyuan Lu also sighed and bowed his hands to Li Huowang, "Little Daoist, it's been hard work, if it wasn't for you along the way, we might have suffered a lot."

Naturally, it is impossible for Lu Jiaban to leave the customs. When they reach the customs, they should go back through another road and go back to their village.

It is the fate of a small opera troupe like them to wait until they are repaired at home and start over again. If they want to get rid of this windy life, they have to buy a theater and settle down completely.

"The journey is smooth, and I don't know what Xiaodao is going to do, but I will help you to succeed! Here are some salted duck eggs that we pickled at home. Take them to eat on the road."

Lu Xiucai held the jar of salted duck eggs and put it on the donkey cart with a reluctant expression.

"Let me borrow your auspicious words. If there is a chance in the future, we will watch Lu Jiaban's drama again. Don't say it. After watching it so many times, I am really addicted to watching it."

After the two sides said goodbye to each other, the donkey cart slowly approached the pass with the newly replenished food.

Looking at their backs away, Lu Zhuangyuan took a puff of his cigarette, raised it and smashed it on the head of his younger son, who showed reluctance in his eyes.

"Don't worry about that pale girl, we can't afford to be offended by a small family, so go home and find a matchmaker to talk to you about your marriage."

"Father, what nonsense are you talking about, I don't have it, I really don't." In Lu Xiucai's panicked and desperate denial, Ma's head turned and walked towards the lively street.

"Father, why are you so stingy so willing to give him a jar of salted duck eggs?" Lu Juren, who was holding his daughter, asked curiously.

"What nonsense is this, don't think your father is a stingy person, remember, you can't save time when you need to be stingy, and you can't save time when you should be generous. This little Daoist is not an ordinary person, if you have made friends, then our Lu family It can be considered a network."

After going around, it finally came to an end. Although the dirt road was still surrounded by woods, Li Huowang felt a little different.

Not only their group, but also many other carriages and other people carrying poles were on the road.

It is also very simple to distinguish their identities, depending on the style of the clothes, the inside of the pass is the left side and the four outside the pass is the right side.

Li Huowang thought about it~IndoMTL.com~ opened Lu Zhuangyuan's jar and found that it was full of salted duck eggs.

The dog next to him leaned over and said in surprise, "Duck eggs are valuable these days, and salt is also valuable. This old man, Zhuangyuan Lu, rarely makes a big deal."

Li Huowang closed the jar, and his impression of the old and young man changed a lot.

"Don't talk about those useless ones, any of you are in Siqi country, ready to go home."

Everyone looked at each other. Xiaoman, who was covered in black hair, raised his right hand and said with a trembling voice, "My family is in Siqi."

Hearing what she said, the surroundings suddenly became quiet. Everyone else knew about her grudges with her parents and what she planned to do when she got home.

"Sister Xiaoman, why don't you..." Li Huowang interrupted Bai Lingmiao just as she was about to persuade her with an embarrassed expression.

"Okay, then you should be more familiar with this place. Tell me, what kind of place is Siqi, and is there a sect like Zhengde Temple?"

Xiaoman, whose face was covered by a black hat, took a deep breath. "I don't know. Although I live here, I have never been out of the village for more than ten years. When I was nine years old, I saw a big dancer at the head of the village once."

"Jumping God..." When he mentioned the word "God", Li Huowang felt a little nervous for some reason, and the God of Joy cast a great shadow on him.

"Is there any place for a collective life for the dancers?"

"No, I heard that the dancing gods all live in their own homes, and they all worship the fairy family at home."

"Xianjia? Do you have a name?" Li Huowang's mind flashed all kinds of weird things in this world.

"Red, yellow and white Liubei, I've heard that there are five different fairy houses, but I don't know what they are."