Chapter 537: Night Rain on the Deserted Mountain

Yang Qianyi slowly said, “After this period of reflection, I finally understand where the difference between myself and Xu Qi’an lies.”

“What’s the difference?”

Zhong Li acted like a qualified cudgel.

Instead of answering, Yang Qianyi asked rhetorically, “Does Sister Zhong still remember when Xu Qi’an began to be loved by the people?”

Zhong Li tilted her head, her hair hanging down, revealing a pair of bright eyes, her voice soft and light: “Even solved a big case during the Beijing inspection?”

At that time Zhong Li as a small poor “suppressed” at the bottom of the building, do not know Xu Qi’an, and then slowly understand Xu Qi’an’s past.

“Not really, although he made a splash during the Beijing inspection, his reputation was only circulated in the official circles, and the people of the city heard a little about it, but it was far from being loved.”

Yang Qianyi’s voice was low, narrating:

“What really made the people of the capital remember him was the Buddhist fight and the trip to Yunzhou, and then the knife beheading of the Duke of State in Caishikou, when his fame reached its peak. But whether these or not, the subsequent legend of the Jade Yang Pass and the feat of regicide. In fact, the nature is all the same.”

After a pause, he said in a tone that revealed the truth behind the fog:

“Because he is constantly building up an image of himself as “for the country and for the people”, the people naturally love him, and if he kills Yuan Jing, he is beheading a dim king. If I kill Yongxing, I am a traitor.”

Zhong Li was very touched to hear this, and Senior Brother Yang finally saw the light.

Yang Qianyi continued, “Therefore, I’m going to start working for the welfare of the people, so that the people of the entire capital will be grateful to me.”

“Then what does Senior Brother Yang plan to do?” Zhong Li softly said.

“I plan to open a few stores in the capital and help the people of the capital for free. Over time, I will be able to surpass Xu Qi’an and become a great hero in the hearts of the people of the capital.” Yang Qianyi said with a loud voice.

“Senior Brother Yang is so powerful, coming up with such a good solution.” Zhong Li was happy for him.

Receiving the approval and praise from Senior Sister Zhong, Yang Qianyi walked away hesitantly.

……….

The cold wind howls and the barren grass rises.

The distant sky solidified a mass of heavy dark clouds, with the gusty winds rolled in at a rapid pace, a line of people walking on a deserted mountain trail, Mu Nanjian on horseback wrapped tightly in a fox fur cloak.

She frowned and turned her head toward Xu Qi’an, “I’m a bit cold.”

This year’s winter has been extraordinarily cold, and not long after the start of winter, frost is already hanging from the eaves.

Xu Qi’an nodded, his palm pressed against the mare’s abdomen, his qi inputting sheepishly. He was now able to refine essence and transform qi, transforming quite a bit of qi, equivalent to the eighth grade qi cultivation realm.

Feeling the heat from her master, the little mare gave a joyful neigh, twisted her head around, and rubbed Xu Qi’an’s face.

“Surname Xu!”

Mu Nan gardenia gasped and gnashed her teeth, was she not as good as a horse?

“It’s a nice experience for you to be freezing. Walking the jungle is too leisurely, and then the fun is gone.”

Despite saying so, Xu Qi’an still held her small hand and ferried the chi machine.

Li Lingsu took in the interaction between the two and said, Madam is not pretty enough, hence why Xu Qian, the bad old man, is so disgusted.

Thinking of his group of confidants, all of whom were outstanding beauties, the holy son inevitably felt a bit superior, while guessing whether Xu Qian was bad at beauty or not good at dealing with women?

Otherwise, with his status and cultivation, what kind of beauty can’t he get?

“But Mrs. Xu, despite her mediocre posture, is extremely durable, and the more we get along, the more we feel that she is different from ordinary women. This is probably the reason why Xu Qian married her ……..”

Li Lingsu thought darkly.

After the qi flowed for a few weeks and days, Mu Nanjian’s body was warm and even flooded with a lazy sleepiness, she forced herself to cheer up and put the little fox on the horse’s back, then she took out the “Geography of Dabong” from her traveling bag and flipped through it for a few times, and her face suddenly changed slightly.

She quietly swallowed and whispered, “The book says that Xiangzhou has two main specialties: water ghosts and corpse catching.”

The boundary where they are located is none other than Xiangzhou, which is under the jurisdiction of Zhangzhou.

When the little white fox heard this, it shrunk its head in fear and stammered in the same unproductive manner as Mu Nanjian:

“Sh, what? Lots of water ghosts ah …….”

Xu Qi’an didn’t have the heart to say, “You’re a demon and you’re afraid of water ghosts?”

The little white fox was half abashed and whispered, “I, I’m afraid of ghosts da.”

Li Lingsu said, “Xiangzhou has many water systems, the river network is scattered and crisscrossed, countless people drown every year, so it is normal to have many water ghosts. As for catching corpses, it’s a long story.”

Seeing the two men and a fox looking over, Li Lingsu explained:

“It is rumored that about one hundred and eighty years ago, a strange man suddenly appeared in the western part of Hunan Province, who had mastered the corpse to the highest level, and with his thirteen iron corpses, he was unrivaled in Hunan Province. He started a sect in Xiangzhou.

“To this day, many Jianghu forces in Xiangzhou have a few tricks up their sleeves to control corpses. The most powerful of them is the Chai family, whose main business is to drive corpses and send the dead back to their hometowns.

“But any body taken over by the Chai family will not rot and stink.”

Xu Qi’an held the filly and asked, “Is this the Witch God Sect’s means of harnessing corpses, or the means of the Corpse Compass Ministry?”

Li Ling Su laughed:

“The means of the Corpse Compulsion Department. That strange man came from Xiangzhou, when he was young, his whole family was killed by his enemies, he somehow didn’t die, he was sold by his enemies to the South Border as a slave, and he learned a good hand in the Compassionate tribe to manage the corpse.

“After realizing that his cultivation had reached great success, he escaped from the southern border, returned to Xiangzhou to take revenge, and started a clan; this person is called Chai Siming, the ancestor of the Chai family. However, his corpse harnessing means was flawed and he could only cultivate to the fifth grade realm.

“Later on, the Chai Family developed martial arts, and the clan members usually practiced both martial arts and compulsion. The contemporary Chai Family’s family head is only a fifth rank, but the Chai Family has produced several fourth rank family heads in its history.”

Xu Qi’an was surprised, “You’ve traveled to Xiangzhou before?”

“No.”

“Then how do you know all this?”

“Because one of my confidants happens to be a Chai family member.” Li Ling Su revealed a life-winning smile.

KAM! Without noticing it gave you another chance to pretend ……… Xu Qi an spat in his heart, and he nodded his head with a calm tone:

“We’ll arrive at Xiangzhou City tomorrow, so it’s a good time to pay a visit to the Chai family.”

Li Ling Su’s face changed slightly and she quietly covered her waist.

The wind is getting bigger and bigger, dark clouds, see the rain is going to pour down, a line of people to speed up, go half a quarter of an hour, sitting on a horse Mu Nan gardenia, pointing to the distance, joyful:

“There’s a broken temple there.”

The little white fox joyfully chimed in, “There’s a broken temple.”

Broken temple is on the side of the road, walking closer, found that it is a mountain god temple, quite large, I think there was a time when the scenery.

The temple door was rotten and half-open, as if it would fall down at the push of a button.

Xu Qi’an assisted Mu Nanjian to dismount, the three of them entered the temple, crossing the threshold, the courtyard was filled with withered branches and leaves, emitting a faint smell of decay.

The statue of the mountain god enshrined within the temple toppled over, covered in cracks and entangled with spider threads, Xu Qi’an swept a rough glance and visually estimated that this temple had been deserted for at least ten years.

There were a few spots of carbon ash in the temple that appeared to have been left behind after the people who used to rest here had finished building their campfires.

“Ah!”

Mu Nanjia suddenly let out a low cry, pointing to the south wall corner, stuttering, “Coffin, coffin ……..”

Against the south wall stood an ebony coffin, dull in color and seemingly some years old.

The deserted and dilapidated temple, the old coffins, coupled with the approaching dusk, the dark cloud cover, the howling wind, the strange seepage.

Mu Nan gardenia was timid, and was instantly afraid.

Bai Ji, who was clearly a fox demon herself, seemed to have been affected and took the initiative to climb into Mu Nanjian’s arms, the two female creatures hugging each other for warmth.

Xu Qi’an glanced at the coffin, then withdrew his gaze and looked at Li Lingsu: “Go outside and gather some firewood, and make do in the temple tonight.”

Li Lingsu went out only for a while, and the rain started to fall in a miserable manner.

Xu Qi’an took out two robes from the brocade bag of storage and padded them on the ground so that Mu Nanjian could sit, and after waiting for a moment, Li Lingsu returned with a large bundle of firewood in her arms.

Full weight.

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

Not long ago, the rich meat aroma wafted, Mu Nanjian was not afraid, holding the porcelain bowl, enjoying the soup.

The little white fox also had a bowl and licked it happily.

At that moment, Xu Qi’an’s ears twitched as he heard the sound of hurried footsteps.

At the entrance of the temple, two silhouettes ran in hurriedly, two men and one woman, one of the men wore a Confucian shirt and a Confucian crown and carried a book case, seemingly a scholar.

Another man with a long sword at his waist, wearing a black suit, looking at the dress is a martial arts practitioner.

As for the woman, she had a pretty face, and wore sharp short strips, and her long hair was tied up high like a man’s, though the back of her shoulders and neck were without embellishment, and instead looked more and more slender and thin.

“It smells so good!”

The young man with the long knife at his waist, entered the temple and stared straight at the iron pot.

The reader arched his hand and bowed, saying, “Two brothers, the mountain path is hard to find, and I occasionally encountered a cold rain, so I wonder if I can make it easier.”

Li Lingsu smiled and said, “Just make yourself at home.”

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

Drenched because of the rainy journey, the black power suit man took off his saber and looked at the aged coffin in the corner and wondered:

“There’s actually a coffin in the temple, it’s just right, let’s chop it up and use it as firewood.”

The young scholar’s face changed slightly, “Please don’t, brother Wang, this is unlucky, the dead are the most important, don’t disturb people.”

Mu Nan gardenia heard, the small hand shook, called: “That is, you good for nothing cut what coffin, make death ah.”

It was completely dark, the rain crackling down, and in the broken temple on the deserted mountain, the campfire swayed more than a little from the chilly wind that had swept into the temple, and the silhouettes of people twisted in monstrous outlines on the walls.

The young man in the black power suit frowned and said, “What does it have to do with you!”

He turned to his companion and muttered, “It’s not certain if there’s a dead man in the coffin.”

At that moment, the woman with the beautiful appearance said:

“Dead or not, it’s unlucky. Brother Wang, those of us who practice martial arts have strong qi and blood and are not afraid of the cold. It’s just that you, Brother Lu ………”

The reader quickly waved his hands, “It’s not in the way not in the way.”

The woman shook her head, got up and walked over to Xu Qi’an and the others, cupping her fists and saying, “Two elder brothers, could you let us come over and roast the fire together?”

“Sit down!”

Xu Qi’an maintained his high and cold stance under Mu Nanjian’s squinting gaze, not allowing himself to show his warm smile.

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

“If you don’t mind, use the bowl we drank from.”

Xu Qi’an didn’t expose the fact that he had a storage magic weapon in front of them.

“Thanks a lot.”

The reader was overjoyed and bowed.

The not-so-good-tempered black power suit man’s face also turned a few points softer when he heard this.

The beautiful woman drank a large mouthful of broth, wiped her lips with her sleeve, and said, “My little daughter, Feng Xiu, is a disciple of the Plum Blossom Sword Sect.”

She looked at the black power suit man and introduced, “His name is Wang Jun, a disciple of the Pine Cloud Sect, our two divisions have been friends for generations. This Brother Lu is a friend we met by chance in the mountains.”

The reader took over the topic and said, “My name is Lu Wei, a person from Qing Shan County, the new ruler has ascended to the throne, and next year will be the opening of the encyclopedia, so I intend to take the book to travel and walk to the capital.”

The crown prince has ascended the throne …….. Xu Qi’an froze.

In the case of DaBong, this is a good thing.

The only good thing about Yuan Jing’s monasticism is that there are not many heirs, otherwise a royal son seizing the throne would only make the situation more chaotic and worse.

Li Lingsu picked up the conversation and said, “Are the two of you traveling the rivers and lakes together?”

Feng Xiu’s gaze lingered on his face for a moment, and she softly said, “We are responding to Aunt Chai’s call to come to Xiangzhou, to participate in the Demon Slaying Conference.”