The sword is the devil

Chapter 89
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Faced with such obvious malice, Hou Tiao remained calm,

He always believes that when malice is shown on the face, it means that the hatred is not deep enough and can be saved.Whenever you hide your hatred in your heart, it is irreparable.

A doorman was leading the way, and when passing by the leader's red scarf, Hou Tiao stretched out his hand, the red scarf froze, then handed back the sword amulet indifferently, still very disdainful in his mouth,
"This thing is nothing special, just for us Fangjiabao people to save face, the adults have the opportunity to shine the sword amulet on those ghosts and monsters, and see how they will react?"

Hou Tiao smiled, "I have passed it, they like it very much! They rushed up.

If you also like it, you can actually have such a piece. "

The red scarf pouted, "Then become like you?"

...Wubao is big enough and the streets are wide enough, but it is not convenient to ride because there are too many steps, which is limited by the terrain; and people on the streets are all leading horses. Donkey, he didn't want to look too special.

It seems that the popularity of Quanzhen Sect here is not very good?He didn't want to add fuel to the fire.

There are also shops on both sides of the street. The only difference from the big cities is that the goods are relatively simple, mainly living materials, and there are few luxury items. This fits the environment of a lonely and malicious Wubao.

He could tell that the people here were in good health. Although they were dressed in simple clothes, they were full of vitality. They walked with their heads held high, as if they were wearing the most beautiful clothes.

The feeling of being able to wear sacks out of Huajin can only show that the people here are strong in heart and have great confidence in themselves.

Almost everyone has a knife, except for children; when they saw Hou Tiao, they didn't have the flattery in the eyes of ordinary mortals in other places, but looked straight at it naturally, which made Hou Tiao very emotional. Settled life has its inevitability, but it's not all under someone's shelter.

Turning around, it’s like walking a winding mountain road. The stone steps at the foot are all made of kiln clay. The room is not only here, but the entire Yinling is probably the same.

The overall direction is to go up, which is in line with the status of Quanzhen Sect. Even if it is not doing well here, but under the prestige, some things cannot be changed.

After walking for a full quarter of an hour, I came to the highest point in the center of Wubao, a small square, with a tower in the center, a rare wooden seven-story tower; there is a building on each side, compared with other buildings along the way It will be much more exquisite, Mending pointed to the one on the right hand,
"Here, it's here, your Yamen must be here."

Hou Tiao thanked her, and walked straight to the building. On the door plaque of the building, there were a few gold characters shining: Yinling Town Yamen.

This is the violent yamen that can be found in all parts of the Shan State, responsible for territorial security, but there are civil yamen in other towns, and in Fangjiapu, the civil affairs are accused by the clan, and the Quanzhen Sect can't get involved at all, so it is There is only such a town yamen here.

There is no gatekeeper, and the front of the town yamen is empty, and there is no living thing, which is a bit bleak; Hou Tiao curiously pushed open the gate, walked in, and the first thing he felt was the smell of medicine!

He stood in a daze in the hall, and it was hard to search for it casually. After a while, a monk with a medicine jar came out of a room, and he was surprised to see Hou Tiao, who was dumbfounded.

"You are?"

Hou Tiao hurriedly said: "Waiting Tiao! This year's newly promoted Peiyuan, came to Yinling to report..."

While talking, he handed over the sword talisman and metaphorical order, but he didn't expect that the other party would neither look at it nor answer it.
"New Junior Brother? That's just right, come and help!"

The monk turned around and left, Hou Tiao could only keep up and shut his mouth knowingly, the fool could also see that something was wrong with the current situation in the town hall.

Walking into a room next to him, there was a cultivator sitting cross-legged in the exercise, his face was pale, his upper body was naked, and his entire back was swollen purple liver...

The monk handed over the clay pot in his hand, "Apply this ice lipstick on him, don't apply too much, there are six more in the back!"

The monk who was meditating opened his eyes and glared, "Yao He, your special grandma is avenging her own private revenge! Among them, my injuries are the most serious, so of course I need to wipe more of them!"

The monk who brought Hou Tiao here should be Yao He, curling his lips in disdain, "Yeah, your money has been hurt the most, but it's a pity it's all on your back! If you say it, you will lose the reputation of Quanzhen Sect, it's better to be stung Dead count!"

They were arguing there, Hou Tiao finally understood, it was obvious that Yao He didn't want to apply medicine to this person, and he happened to catch him to cover the bag.

He hadn't done this kind of thing before, so he could only drive ducks to the shelves, took a medicine shovel, took out a lump of ice lipstick and applied it to the monk's back, and then smoothed it out, just like a mason.

Qian Chong gritted his teeth in pain, and scolded: "Where did you come from, apply it lightly, I don't know how powerful this bee venom is, maybe there are still poisonous needles in the flesh that haven't been removed?"

Hou Niao frowned, but didn't reply, and continued to apply the medicine, but his subordinates didn't slow down; he was very surprised, how fragile are the disciples of the Demon Sect?Anyway, it is also the realm of Peiyuan, so you can't bear the pain?
Qian Chong became more and more annoyed, he didn't dare to scold Yao He, but the man who applied the medicine looked strange, he should be a monk from Fangjiabao, he could do whatever he wanted,
"You're looking for death, right? When the master calms down, I'll make you look good!"

Hou Tiao didn't say much, waved his free hand, and an ear scraper hit Qian Chong's face, the powerful impact immediately made people faint; he understood that this person was still there, refuses to die.

Randomly wiped his back a few times, looked at Yao He who was silent at the side, "It's finished."

Yao He stared, "It's not all wiped off yet!"

It doesn't matter to Hou Tiao, "It's better to leave some wounds, or he won't have a long memory!"

Yao He shook his head, "You have a bad temper, you didn't wrong you at all when you came to Yinling!"

That's what he said, but Yao He looked very happy, because even he didn't have the nerve to slap this slap!Although he wanted to smoke a long time ago.

Go to the next room, "I'm Yao He, what's your surname?"

"Waiting."

"It's not a good one either! Come on, there are six more unlucky ones, all of whom are elders and need to be waited upon."

Although Hou Niao is at a loss now, she has seen some clues; this kind of bee injury should be caused by a monster bee that breaks through the shield. It is not fatal, but the residual poison is not easy to disappear, and it will take time to recuperate slowly .

Cultivator's injury is not as imagined, swallowing pills, one can get better soon; especially for minor cultivators like them, it is often necessary to use three prongs.

Yungong, swallowing pills, and external application are all indispensable.

Of course, Qian Chong will definitely not be able to get lucky now, who made his mouth smell bad?
Master Hou is the master who takes care of others easily?It's fine if you don't thank me, but I still spit out wild words...

Taking advantage of your gentle words, I will send you off to Wuzhi Mountain; practicing swords is for the spirit, just for the sake of clearing the eyes.

(End of this chapter)