Soul Ferry: My master is Uncle Jiu

Chapter 310: In the name of Maoshan, Black Mountain attacks

The next day.

The first morning light dispels the darkness, the early morning dew wets the leaves, and the morning light falls on Lanruo Temple, illuminating the ruins.

With the death of the tree demon grandma, the demonic aura surrounding Lanruo Temple dissipated, and the sunshine completely fell on this mountain forest.

Some mummies lost the protection of the dryad grandmother and were exposed to the sun. They screamed and turned into withered bones.

Xiaoqing and Nie Xiaoqian also dug up their own ashes and temporarily hid in the original flower building, waiting for Mr. An to eliminate the old demon from Montenegro before making their next plan.

An Yan left before dawn. Although the Taoist temple he wanted to build did not require gold and jade, at least he couldn't lose face, so he went early to see if there was anyone he was destined for.

Not long after An Yan left, Yan Chixia also pushed the door open, stretched out, looked at the morning light on the horizon, and breathed a long sigh of relief.

"Huh, the air is a lot fresher without the old witch."

Then he dug into his pocket, took out a money bag, and looked at the broken silver inside. He thought it should be enough to invite a craftsman to look at the site and come up with a construction plan.

After putting the money bag away again, Yan Chixia strode towards Guobei County.

Not long after dawn, Guobei County was already bustling with activity.

"Did you see the vision last night? Oh my god, a five-finger mountain came crashing down, like an earthquake."

"Your news is out of date. Last night, some desperate people ran out to see. A hillside three miles away was razed to the ground and replaced by a huge five-fingered palm print."

"There must have been seniors who were exorcizing demons last night. It seems they were the demons and ghosts from Lanruo Temple."

"I heard he's an expert from the Maoshan sect!"

The name of Maoshan spreads in Guobei County, and everyone who hears the word Maoshan shows awe.

Yan Chixia, who rushed all the way to Guobei County, heard the comments and praises of people around her, and she hummed proudly, feeling proud.

He is the future protector of the Maoshan Sect and a member of the Maoshan Sect. Doesn't praising the Maoshan Sect also mean praising him?

Across the busy city, the prefect appeared in front of him.

Yan Chixia, who had lived in Lanruo Temple for a while and often came down the mountain to buy wine, naturally knew where to find the craftsmen, but he generally looked down on them.

So, he went directly to the magistrate of Guobei County.

The magistrate, who was roughly pulled up from the warm bed by Yan Chixia, secretly scolded Yan Chixia for being a rough martial artist, but he had to show a flattering smile like a pug on his face.

"Who is it? It turns out to be Yan Baotou. I wonder what you can do with this county magistrate?"

"Only the magistrate can help, so I will try my best to help."

Yan Chixia's reputation is well-known in the world. She has strong martial arts skills and a hatred of evil. As long as you are found guilty of committing adultery by him, it doesn't matter who you are, he will catch you.

Especially after resigning, those who committed crimes were even more afraid of Yan Chixia, fearing that Yan Chixia would kill her without any restrictions.

As an official in a place like Guobei County, the county magistrate's buttocks will naturally not be too clean. Otherwise, how can you grow up in a place like this smelly ditch?

In terms of concubines alone, the magistrate, who was nearly a year old, had four wives.

Now that he saw Yan Chixia knocking on his door, he was naturally trembling with fear.

As for his government servants, he couldn't count on them at all. They could just bully the honest people. If they were asked to deal with Yan Chixia, they might turn around and run away, abandoning him as the county magistrate.

Naturally, Yan Chixia didn't want to see the county magistrate. If he didn't want to find excellent craftsmen, he wouldn't come, so he went straight to the point and stated his request.

"Don't talk about the ones that are available or not. I remember that your government should have specialized craftsmen. I would like to borrow them for use."

When he heard that he wanted to borrow a craftsman, the magistrate breathed a sigh of relief and immediately patted his chest and promised, "Don't worry, Mr. Yan, I will definitely find you the best craftsman here."

"Master, why don't you take Yan Baotou to find someone?"

The magistrate, who wished Yan Chixia would disappear immediately before his eyes, urged with a smile on his face.

"Yes, yes, Lord Magistrate."

The master quickly ran up to Yan Chixia and bowed in greeting.

"Yan Captou, please come this way."

Yan Chixia didn't waste any time and left with her master.

Seeing that the plague god finally left, the magistrate found that his back was wet, which showed how nervous he was in front of Yan Chixia.

He was planning to marry a fifth concubine, but he didn't want to die so soon.

Thinking of the beautiful girl he met a few days ago, the magistrate smiled lewdly.

Here, the master took Yan Chixia out of the prefecture and walked all the way to a remote corner of Guobei County.

"Those craftsmen and craftsmen all live here. Wait for me, Mr. Yan, and I will help you call them all out."

Seeing the surrounding environment, Yan Chixia frowned, where is the place where people live?
Dirty and messy environment, patchwork thatched houses, rotten wooden boards as doors.

Along with the master's medicine box, craftsmen walked out one by one like zombies, all of them skinny. The children hugged the adults' calves and hid behind them, secretly looking at Yan Chixia with curious and fearful eyes.

Yan Chixia still knew something about the imperial court's craftsman household system. These craftsmen who were compiled into special household registrations had a lower status than ordinary households and had to be inherited from generation to generation. In order to facilitate compensation, they were not allowed to be divided into households.

It is also extremely difficult for a craftsman to leave his or her original household registration. This requires special approval from the Holy Spirit. Before breaking away from the craftsman status, one cannot take the examination and join the scholar stream.

When they have work, they are exploited by their superiors. When they don't have work, they are not allowed to go out to pick up work privately. As a result, the living standard of these craftsmen is far lower than that of other county residents.

When the master faced these lowly craftsmen, he no longer looked like a groveling pug, but instead looked arrogant.

"Blessed are you people, come to live."

"Do you know who this person is next to me? The famous Yan Captou. Now he needs to find a skilled craftsman. Which one of you thinks he can do the job?"

As soon as they heard that there was work to do, the originally lifeless crowd gained some vitality. Several young people were eager to try, but they were all held back by the people around them.

For a moment, when no one came forward, the master felt that he was losing face, and shouted loudly: "You subordinates, don't know what is good and what is evil."

Finally, a very old-looking man stood out from the crowd, bent slightly and asked: "Master, it's not that we don't want to do it, we just want to ask if there is any wages."

"We also have to live, we can't just do it in vain like last time, right?"

"Wages? Do you still want wages? Last time, the magistrate was very dissatisfied with the yard you idiots built for the magistrate. Even if they didn't deduct your wages, you still want wages?"

Yan Chixia, who was behind, saw her master's aggressive and ugly face, and finally couldn't help it. She reached out with her big hand, picked it up like an eagle catching a chicken, and threw it back.

"Ouch! My ass!"

The master hit it hard and almost broke his butt into four pieces.

Yan Chixia spat and said in a loud voice: "I despise you the most in my life for bullying others. If it weren't for your skin, I would kill you today. Why don't you get out of here?"

Seeing the furious Yan Chixia, the master suddenly woke up and broke out in a cold sweat. He had forgotten that this master was beside him and almost risked his life here.

The master, who didn't dare to stay any longer, was so frightened that he peeed and crawled away. How could he still be as arrogant as before?
When the craftsmen around him saw this scene, they were filled with anger. The man who stood up to speak just now was about to kneel down in front of Yan Chixia.

"Hey, I can't do it." Yan Chixia had quick eyes and quick hands. She stepped forward and held the man's arm, and with a little force, she helped him up.

The man said gratefully: "Thank you, Mr. Yan, for venting this bad breath on us."

"I dislike people like him the most in my life. I'm just venting my anger for myself. You don't have to be polite, old man." Yan Chixia said politely. Naturally, he would not let an elder kneel to him.

"Old? Old man?" The man who was mistaken for an old man by Yan Chixia had a wry smile on his face, "I am only in my early forties this year."

"Ah this?" Yan Chixia was a little embarrassed when she heard this and scratched her beard. No, buddy, you don't look like you are forty.

But when she thought of the environment these craftsmen lived in, Yan Chixia could somehow understand it, and she sighed secretly in her heart, what a bullshit world.

The man obviously didn't want to delve into this sad topic, so he asked instead: "Yan Captou, what I heard from Master just now is that you want to find a craftsman to help you repair your house?"

Yan Chixia nodded, "I would like to ask a skilled craftsman to accompany me to Lanruo Temple to see if I can come up with a plan to bulldoze the place and build a Taoist temple."

"Don't worry, I will never give you less wages."

"Where? Lanruo Temple!"

Hearing the name of Lanruo Temple, everyone around looked at Yan Chixia with horrified expressions, even Ada.

Although they knew what happened last night, Lanruo Temple had a notorious reputation, and their fear of it could not be eliminated in a moment.

Ada's reaction was not what Yan Chixia expected. He laughed and said, "You all know about the immortal slaying the demon last night, right?"

The people around him were stunned and nodded subconsciously.

After all, there is probably no one who doesn’t know what happened last night.

"That immortal, I am the leader, the leader of the Maoshan Sect!"

"He killed the old witch from Lanruo Temple."

"Now that the tree demon has been eliminated, our master is preparing to reopen the gate of Lanruo Temple and come out to slay the demons."

Yan Chixia's tone was filled with deep pride, and An Yan's spirit of "I'm going to be here even though I'm alone" convinced him. It was precisely because of this that he readily agreed to be a protector.

The people around him heard this and were doubtful, but no one said anything.

Ah Da thought of Yan Chixia's actions just now, gritted his teeth and said, "Yan Shatou, if you don't give up, I am willing to go there."

If something really happened and he was alone, it wouldn't be a pity to die. He should be able to repay Yan Captou's favor just now.

Yan Chixia thought she was going to come here to take advantage of the excitement, but returned in despair. Unexpectedly, Ada actually agreed to go with him.

Overjoyed, Yan Chixia took out the money bag from her arms and threw it away. She was afraid that Ah Da would regret it and said, "Haha, Ah Da, it's just you. This is your wages."

"Don't worry, I'll make sure you're fine."

As soon as he got the money bag, Ada knew that there was a lot of wages in it. The wages received in advance also dispelled some of his inner fears, and he nodded with a smile.

Seeing Yan Chixia so bold and forthright, those around couldn't help but look envious.

Yan Chixia brought Ada back to Lanruo Temple. When Ada came to Lanruo Temple for the first time, she found that although the place was desolate, it was not as scary as she imagined. Especially with the sun shining on her body, she felt safe. Full.

Under the leadership of Yan Chixia, Ada quickly figured out the terrain of Lanruo Temple and said that he would give him three days and he would come up with a preliminary plan.

Yan Chixia knew that these things could not be rushed, so she understood, and then sent Ada back to Guobei County.

It wasn't until dusk that An Yan rushed back.

When he saw Yan Chixia, he didn't say anything, just sighed.

Yan Chixia's heart skipped a beat when she saw this, thinking that it might be a bad start, so she consoled her: "An Yan, have you not found the target? In fact, there are many local tycoons in Guobei County, such as the county magistrate."

Obviously, the magistrate and the master's group have taken advantage of Yan Chixia's little book.

"Huh? No!" An Yan was confused by Yan Chixia's words, and knew that he had misunderstood, so he took out boxes of gold from the storage ring.

"I was just sighing. It's all gold. Isn't it too big? If I had known, I would have moved a few boxes of silver."

"."

Seeing the boxes of golden gold, Yan Chixia was almost blinded. It was the first time he heard that someone would worry about too much money.

An Yan looked at Yan Chixia with a wicked smile, "Master Yan, I didn't expect that with your thick eyebrows and big eyes, you already have a goal in mind, right?"

"Okay, I'll team up with you to do a big job with him if I get the chance."

"I"

"Stop me, hurry up, have you found the craftsman?" An Yan didn't give Yan Chixia a chance to explain.

Yan Chixia opened her mouth, trying to say that she didn't mean it, but in the end she could only respond with a wry smile: "Call someone to come and see it. It will take three days to make a plan."

An Yan nodded, he could afford to wait for three days.

Just as he was about to express his thoughts aloud, the sky outside suddenly darkened.

Xiaoqing and Nie Xiaoqian, who were hiding in the flower house and waiting for the night to come, saw the dusk sky turn into black night instantly, and the gloomy energy surged into the sky. Their expressions suddenly turned into panic: "The old monster from Montenegro is coming!"

Guobei County.

Ah Da was hiding in the thatched house making plans when he heard outsiders shouting, "Look in the direction of Lanruo Temple, it's such a big black mountain!"

Lanruo Temple? !

Ada's expression changed, and he ran out quickly. He saw the dark clouds covering Lanruo Temple, and a black mountain protruding half of the mountain from the clouds, with an overwhelming momentum.

"A stinky Taoist priest and a stinky scholar. Are you the one who killed the tree demon grandma?"

Two big blood-red eyes lit up on the black cloud, and a big bloody mouth opened and closed, emitting bursts of magic sounds.

"An Yan!"

Yan Chixia, who came outside with An Yan, saw the terrifying Black Mountain composed of skulls in the sky and the suffocating aura. His expression changed drastically, and he still underestimated the old Black Mountain demon.

An Yan also raised his eyebrows. Unexpectedly, the old Black Mountain demon was much more powerful than he thought. A mere clone has the strength of a true immortal.

But, that's all.

His frown relaxed, he looked up at the sky, stretched out his hand, picked up a weed, and then drew it towards the sky.

"Old demon of Montenegro, don't be embarrassed here because you are just a clone. I will go find you."

The seemingly inconspicuous stroke of a stick of weed cut through the sky, dispersed the black clouds, and killed the clone of the old demon from Montenegro.

The old Black Mountain demon in the netherworld looked astonished.

It seems that it has hit a brick wall.

(End of this chapter)