Liaozhai: A Poor Monk Transcends to Immortal

Chapter 69 Invitation from the Yang Mansion
the next morning,

There were only some coals left in the fire that had not been filled with wood. After it was put out, the three of them set out on the road together.

The journey to Ningzhou Prefecture is three hundred miles. Without a carriage, it will probably take three to five days. Of course, this is according to Zhu Yan's schedule.

Zhu Yan, who was just an ordinary scholar, exceeded his expectations. He walked like the wind and was determined, with few stops along the way.

Around Wanshen, as the sky darkened, the three of them finally saw a city.

"Hedong County."

"It's finally here. If it doesn't come again, Xiaosheng's feet will be useless." Zhu Yan complained with a smile, and then entered the city one after another.

Just like an ordinary city, the fireworks are in full swing right now. The steam in the steamer in front of the food stall is filled with steam, and there is a faint alluring aroma.

Seeing that Zhu Yan was greedy, Zhu Jiusheng stepped forward and bought two packs of buns, one meat and one vegetarian, and handed the vegetarian one to Xu Zisu who was standing aside.

"Little master, I know that your Buddhism does not touch meat, this bun is vegetarian, and it fits right into your stomach."

Xu Zisu continued with a complicated expression: "Thank you, benefactor, for your kindness."

The three of them found an inn and stayed in it. After two days of cold wind and a day of traveling, they were already exhausted. After washing up, they fell asleep.

early morning,

The sun rises, the chill dissipates,
After a night's rest, the fatigue was gone. The three of them sat in the inn lobby and ordered three bowls of porridge, a side dish, and a few large steamed buns. Although they were not beautiful, they were very filling.

Drinking porridge and eating steamed buns with side dishes is a kind of enjoyment. After all, some people can't even afford the most basic food and clothing.

"Shopkeeper, is there a young master staying here overnight?"

A boy hurriedly ran in and asked, then he glanced over and saw the three people sitting at the window.
Without waiting for the shopkeeper to speak, he walked straight towards Xu Zisu and the others.

"Yang Er, a servant of the Yang family in Hedong, has met the young master." He said and bowed his hands.

The three of them looked at each other, doubts flashing in their eyes: "Is there something wrong with the donor?"

Since entering the city yesterday, I have never interacted with the merchants in the city. Who is this Yang family?

"On the order of my hometown master, I would like to invite the young master to come and have a chat."

"I wonder what's going on?"

The young man cupped his hands and said, "I don't dare to speak nonsense about the affairs of the master's family. It is better for the young master to pass the house. Let my master personally talk to the young master."

Zhu Yan said with a smile: "Since someone has invited me, I just want to go there myself. It will take two or three days to go, so I won't waste this much time."

"good."

"The donor leads the way."

"Please, little master."

When the boy arrived at the door, he suddenly remembered something and shouted to the shopkeeper: "Shopkeeper, all the food and lodging of these people will be charged to my Yang Mansion account. You can come to Yang Mansion to withdraw money according to the account in the future."

"Please, little master."

Xu Zisu looked sideways slightly, before things were done, etiquette came first.
This pattern opened up at once.

From this point of view, the Yang family must not be small.

Sure enough, under the leadership of Yang Er, they came to a big house with three entrances and three exits.

Just the flowers and plants in the courtyard, and the rockery, the layout is very mysterious in Fengshui, and it must have come from the hands of a monk.

Xu Zisu stayed in the living room for a long time, only to see a young man walking in with a middle-aged man in his 50s or [-]s.

"I have seen the young master, Yang Yiyun, and asked him to wait for a long time. I hope he will be lenient."

"It's okay."

"Little master, please sit down and watch the tea."

The two sat down, Xu Zisu took a look at Yang Yiyun, only to see that there was still a trace of yin on his body, his forehead was dark, and he thought that something bad would happen in the near future.

No wonder he was invited to come to the house. It must be because of evil intentions.

"In the past two days, I have been sending people to keep an eye on people from outside the Buddhist and Taoist circles who come into the city. That's why I'm inviting you today. If there's anything rude, I hope you won't blame me, young master."

"I wonder if the young master knows how to exorcise ghosts and ward off evil spirits?" "I know a little bit about it."

"Young master, this is not a joke. If the young master doesn't understand, I will prepare some money to ask the young master to leave."

"Donor Yang, it doesn't matter what you say. This young monk still knows a little bit about the ability to exorcise ghosts and demons."

"I wonder how capable the young master is?"

"Ningzhou Prefecture may be among the top ten."

With his current strength, the cultivation base of the Xuandan realm, and the Dacheng Vajra body, the Xuandan realm can be called invincible.

Are there ten True Lords of the Purple Mansion in Ningzhou Mansion?

I'm afraid not,

Therefore, there is nothing wrong with what he said.

Yang Yiyun couldn't help but froze, and the corner of his mouth twitched. He knew a little bit about it just now, but now he has become one of the top ten in Ningzhou. I am afraid that this little master's words are untrue, and he was rushed to the doctor because of his illness. Even at such a young age, he knows how to exorcise ghosts. How powerful can this technique be?

"Donor Yang, there is no second person at the moment, why not become a living doctor? It doesn't hurt to listen to it."

Hey~
Yang Yiyun sighed secretly, that was all he could do.

Then a look of helplessness appeared on his face,
"I have a son at my knees. He was born at an advanced age, so he loves him very much. A few days ago, he led a group of people on a trip and heard something strange in Hanshan Temple not far away. Out of curiosity, he went there."

"It's just that when he left, he caused trouble."

Xu Zisu asked curiously: "Oh? What kind of disaster?"

"Young master, you'd better take a look at this thing."

Then he took out a big red wedding invitation.

I saw a letter of appointment, which stated that Yang Jin, the son of the Yang family, was willing to marry Xiao Zhiyin for a hundred years.

After folding the letter of appointment, a smile appeared on Xu Zisu's lips.

He joked: "Donor Yang, isn't it a good thing to say this?"

"What's the matter? The young master doesn't know. This Xiao Zhiyin was the beauty of the Liyuan 20 years ago. I had a few encounters with her back then. Although she was beautiful, she was discovered 20 years ago. Hanged in Hanshan Temple."

"As a result, Hanshan Temple became lonely and declined, and eventually there was no monk left."

"What a disaster, what a disaster!"

Yang Yiyun sighed and vomited bitterly.

"Don't worry, Master Yang, I'll leave this matter to the monk."

This engagement letter was full of gloomy ghostly aura, how could he not see it.

It's interesting that the Liyuan beauty from 20 years ago actually wants to marry herself off now.

I don't know what happened in the meantime.

"Young Master, are you serious?"

"Don't worry, Donor Yang. I wonder if I can let the young monk see the commander?"

"Young master, follow me."

Seeing that Xu Zisu agreed, he was naturally happy.

In the side room, a weak scholar was lying quietly on the bed. Although his face was slightly pale, there was a smile on his lips.

Ghosts can make people indulge in fantasy dreams, and they can live and die without realizing it. They are sucked in Yang energy and die without knowing it. This is a trick used by old ghosts. This is why most people who encounter ghosts die with a smile on their face.

"This is Quanzi. He has been sleeping since he was sent back many days ago. The old monk has searched all over Hedong City's famous doctors, but he has been unable to do anything."

"Donor, wait a moment, the young monk will wake up the young master."

"Huang Liang is a dream, true or false, it's time to wake up."

The voice went straight into the ears of the young man on the bed, and the Yin Qi that enveloped his body was washed away. After a while, he slowly opened his confused eyes.

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