Great Sage of the Heavens

The town is terribly quiet.

Except for Jiang Que himself, there was no one else, not even a guard patrol.

The town at night seemed even more lifeless, making people terrified and frightened.

"Forget it, let me find a place to live first."

After making up his mind, Jiang Que looked around for an inn. Outsiders like him had no relatives or acquaintances. The best place to live in was an inn.

After all, he is unfamiliar with the place of his life, and in places like inns and hotels, he can still find some useful news-even with money.

Renjia Town is not big, with a main street plus several alleys and forks, with a total length of 500 meters, and Jiang Que will soon finish walking.

But he suddenly felt something was wrong.

"and many more.

I've walked through this street, and I didn't even see places like inns or hotels.

Is it because the town is backward, so there is no such facilities? "

Finally seeing a slightly modern town, he gradually found a sense of belonging. After all, he had seen many such towns when he was on the earth.

But soon Jiang Que thought of something with an ugly expression, "If there is no inn or hotel, where does he live?"

If you have money, you can’t spend it.

Tonight can be just one night, then tomorrow night, the night after?

Thinking of this, my head hurts, so I want to find a farmhouse to live in. The big deal is to give the host some money.

"what?"

Suddenly, I saw a faint chanting sound coming from a courtyard at the end of the street, like someone was talking about a dojo.

God is weird!

After he approached, he could see clearly the two characters written on the plaque on the door-Yizhuang!

An ordinary person feels terrified and talks about it.

Since ancient times, Yizhuang has been a place dedicated to placing corpses as a dojo for those who have died in other places, usually beggars or poor people take care of them.

"Later, some Maoshan Taoist priests or those who drove the corpses would also take care of the Yizhuang, and by the way, they also covered the dojo.

It seems that there should be people in this Yizhuang, and it shouldn't be difficult for someone passing by to come and ask for accommodation.

But there may also be some weird things inside, such as ghosts, or even zombies! "

After all, the town itself was the style of the Republic of China. If Jiang Que didn't doubt it at all, he didn't associate it with anything, that's hell.

But he felt that he had set foot on a fairy road, and he was not afraid of these dirty things. The big deal would be to kill one by one.

After thinking clearly, Jiang Que knocked on the door three times.

He still believes in the saying that there are three people, three ghosts and four ghosts.

Knock on the door is also exquisite.

It was midnight, and his only concern was that the people inside did not hear, or pretended not to hear, that would be troublesome.

As he was thinking about it, this yin-wrenching Yizhuang unexpectedly opened a crack in the door, and a deformed and somewhat ugly guy was printed in Jiang Que's eyes, only thinking that this person was somewhat familiar.

Before he could speak, the man asked first: "Who are you, why are you here in the middle of the night? What can you do?"

He looked at Jiang Que suspiciously, this strangely dressed guy in some ancient costumes startled him at first.

In the end, I realized that it should be a member of the troupe, maybe there is no change of clothes, but what did the troupe do?

He didn't figure it out.

At this time, Jiang Que quickly explained: "Well, I am a person who passed by here, but accidentally didn't find a place to live, so I want to spend the night in your place?

I wonder if it's OK? "

With a slight hand over, Jiang Que saluted.

He was neither humble nor overbearing when he spoke. Apart from the weird costumes, there was nothing disgusting.

Seeing this, the ugly face obviously hesitated, but he quickly replied: "You come in first.

I have to tell my master about borrowing. I can't be the master. If my master doesn't agree with me, I can't help it. "

Immediately he opened the door and let Jiang Que enter the yard. At the same time, he was still observing what was weird about Jiang Que, but in the end he didn't find anything different from others.

In other words, this person is human.

The courtyard of Yizhuang was extremely deserted, and Jiang Que would never choose to come here if he could not find a place to live.

I really felt a little gloomy, as if one or two ghosts could jump out of the surrounding darkness at any time.

Jiang Que looked around, except for a few rooms with lights, the other places were actually dark.

When the innocent energy in his body was running, he expelled the uneasiness after feeling it carefully.

Looking at the thin man who led him, he looked like he was in his twenties, but he was uglier, but he looked even uglier with a lid.

Jiang Que didn't ask him why he was so ugly, but asked calmly: "I don't know your last name? Thank you for speaking of it."

If there is no such person in front of him, he is afraid of being blown by the cold wind outside.

However, although he did ask, he actually had a hint of thought in his heart, but he was still not sure.

The man who was only half a step faster than Jiang Que was taken aback for a moment, and said with some embarrassment: "My name is Wencai, the name my master gave me."

On the surface, Jiang Que smiled slightly, nodded and said, "A very meaningful name. It seems that your master wants you to be a talent."

I praised it, but in fact I was thinking: "Sure enough, this world is exactly the same as I guessed~www.wuxiaspot.com~ But Wencai is actually even uglier as seen in the movie. He can be found in the future. Wife?

In that case, I have to stay and wait for the development of the incident.

I don't know how many ancient spells there are on Maoshan that Jiushu inherited. If you can obtain those spells through Jiushu, that would be great.

And then transformed into the magic tricks that I am familiar with, I can easily learn those ancient magic arts.

The cultivation method on the Qingxuan Continent is slightly different from the Taoist cultivation method in this world, but the impact is not too great.

The only thing to worry about is how to stay, after all, Jiu Shu is not a child. "

Along the way, Jiang Que was thinking about how to first live in Yizhuang, and finally escape the secrets of the exercises.

Wen Cai didn't know what Jiang Que was thinking, so she grabbed her hair embarrassedly after being praised, and smiled at Jiang Que: "You really can talk.

I'll beg for you in a while. I believe Master will agree. Don't worry too much. My Master is a good person. "

Cheng Jiangque’s love, he also intends to help Jiang Que speak nice things.

Jiang Que nodded slightly and introduced himself: "My name is Jiang Que, you can call my name directly."

Being able to make good literary talents is not far from making good friends with Jiu Shu, at least in Jiu Shu's opinion, there will be a good impression.

Immediately afterwards, Wencai led Jiang Que into a larger room, like a usual hall.

There are some talisman papers and yellow cloth hanging around the room.

Not far away there are some places where incense is inserted. A Taoist in a golden robe is offering incense with Jiang Que and Wencai's back facing them, bends over and bows in the distance.

The three incenses in his hand were held by his hands together, and then slightly shaken, the incense was lit.

Jiang Que was surprised in his heart, thinking: "Is this the Jiu Shu?"