Just became a beast, someone built a sect on my hill

Chapter 17 Wang Ye's Second Rejection... Hongmen Banquet?

"Thank you for the land. This time, it's my lack of thoughtfulness that has harmed the people of Baohe Town." Wang Ye thanked the people with his fists clasped in his front paws.

There is something about this little old man, he is obviously only comparable to a big demon.

You must know that the monsters driven down the mountain are not rare at the level of big monsters... If you want to destroy them, you don't have to have your hands.

"It's good that Daojun doesn't blame the little old man," the little old man shook his head, and said with a smile: "Actually, this time, the little old man came to see Daojun, and there is another matter."

"Oh." Wang Ye raised his eyebrows and said grandly, "It's okay to talk about the land, I will definitely help if I can help."

The little old man was overjoyed again, and was about to speak.

"But let me tell you first, fighting is too dangerous, I won't go there." Wang Ye added again.

Love is love, but when it comes to life, you can't agree with anything.

Even just exterminating a demon king is not enough, who knows if a demon emperor, a demon emperor, or even a more terrifying existence will suddenly appear behind him...

"Eh..." The little old man smiled again helplessly after hearing the familiar words: "It has nothing to do with fighting, it's something else."

"This town belongs to Anyuan County, Western Sichuan Prefecture. In fact, this time, Xiao Lao invited the Taoist Lord to the banquet under the orders of the Town God of this county and the God of the House."

What... Hongmen Banquet?

"No." Wang Ye resolutely refused.

The little old man choked suddenly.

……

Anyuan County Town God's Temple.

On the stage.

Sitting upright is a black-faced 'Lang Jun', holding a judge's pen in his hand, browsing the booklet on the table.

The face is stable and concentrated.

Standing next to them were two little ghosts, their teeth bared and their eyes cracked, and they looked quite ferocious. They were ghost messengers from Anyuan County.

As the saying goes, "Death to death" refers to the two of them.

Of course, it's not really about seducing people's souls and killing their lives. The second ghost's position has the word "bad" in it anyway, so it can be regarded as an official figure.

It's just because some dead souls are too nostalgic for the world, so they have to make this fierce face.

At this moment, the two ghosts were standing quietly under the stage, waiting for Lord Chenghuang's instructions, their eyes showed full respect for Lord Chenghuang.

Dangdang.

The little old man walked into the Town God's Temple with a cane and made a noise.

Nodding to the ghost messengers standing on both sides, it was regarded as a greeting.

"I belong to the land of Baohe Town, I have something important to report to your lord!" The little old man clasped his crutches together and bowed to the black-faced city god.

Chenghuang governs a county, and he is the land of a town.

The two are in a superior-subordinate relationship, so the little old man has to respect them.

The black-faced Chenghuang, with a slight chin, responded.

But his eyes were still fixed on the booklet on the desk case, and he didn't raise his head to look at the little old man.

His complexion is dull, the important matters of the little old man, to him, seem to be the most commonplace.

"The Wang Daojun from Xiaolin Mountain..."

As the little old man said, the black-faced gentleman suddenly raised his head, his face tightened, and the black face became darker and tighter: "Why, did the big cat agree?"

After speaking, his eyes became hot and full of anticipation.

The little old man smiled helplessly and shook his head.

"Harm~" The black-faced gentleman also shook his head, couldn't sit still any longer, stood up suddenly, put down the judge's pen in his hand, and moved his lips: "The county will go in person."

……

Wang Ye was lying on a branch of a tree, bathing in the sun, when he suddenly felt a puff of black smoke flying from a distance, heading straight for Xiaolin Mountain.

The powerful energy light, in his perception, is as dazzling and dazzling as a black sun!
It immediately caught his attention.

And Wang Ye faintly felt that the other party came for him!

"Enemy attack!"

The fast-moving black smoke startled Wang Ye instantly.

He raised his head, his eyes shone with a crystal light, looking from a distance.

He is indeed a powerful cultivator.

The yellow and blackened energy flow, if this cultivation base was a thousand times stronger, it might make Wang Ye's heart jump.Ten thousand times stronger, it might be able to scratch Wang Ye's skin.

The power of incense, ghosts and gods.

It seems to be an official post of the Hedong Dynasty.

Almost at the level of the Great Perfection of the Demon King, with top-notch golden core combat power!

"Could this be the city god of Anyuan County..." Wang Ye had a vague guess about the visitor. Although he "declined" the little old man before, he still had a certain friendship with the young old man.

Asked a lot of questions about human power, as well as some common sense knowledge.

For example, the Hedong Dynasty is the largest dynasty in the Central Plains.

The territory is extremely vast, maybe a hundred thousand miles, and there is not much to give up. In short, it is unimaginably huge.

And his administrative jurisdiction is roughly similar to the ancient county system in Wang Ye's previous life.

The smallest level is the town, which is governed by the land.

Enjoy the faith of the people in a town!
Then several, a dozen or even dozens of towns in the surrounding area belong to the county seat and are under the jurisdiction of the county town god.

Convinced by the people of the whole county!
Afterwards, all the surrounding counties were assembled into one prefecture, and the powerful county seat was the prefectural city, the city where the elites of the prefecture gathered.

The leader of the Fucheng is the God of the Fu, who also practices the way of incense and fire, and enjoys the belief and worship of the people of the whole Fu!

Town-county-fu, trinity, the reason why the god of the house is called the god of the house is because of the power of faith gathered in the whole house, and the level of cultivation is so strong that it can almost be called a ghost!
However, according to the little old man, there is another organization stationed in Fucheng, which seems to have a strong official ruling power, but he is only a low-level civil servant after all, and he does not know the specific information.

I only know the name, it seems to be called Tongtian Pavilion!
"The City God of Anyuan County, with a black face, pays his respects to Senior Wang Daojun."

That wisp of black smoke flew into Xiaolin Mountain in the blink of an eye, Yu Nan Xiaolin came out first.

A man with a height of seven feet and a dark face stood outside the forest.

With etiquette, he said respectfully.

"Hello." Wang Ye was actually a little speechless, and it must be a matter of going to the Hongmen Banquet.

He had already rejected it once before, why did he come again.

What, if you reject the small one, the big one will come out?
If you refuse again, should you be old?

Heimianlang raised his head and looked at the radiant Wang Ye. His whole body was crystal clear, with tiger skin and cat bones. He was really an auspicious beast.

Feel the mystery of Wang Ye up close, combined with some information reported by the land of Baohe Town.

Heimianlang's "pupils" flickered with enthusiasm, and the thought of inviting Wang Ye to the banquet in his heart became more intense.

"Dao Jun is really handsome, born extraordinary! It can be said that he is among men...er, dragon and phoenix among demons!" As the city god of a county, Hei Mianlang is usually flattered by others, but today he is the one who flatters tigers Flattery.

I have to say that I was consciously a little novel and very excited.

No demon doesn't like to be praised, a smile overflowed on Wang Ye's face.

It turns out that the tiger's butt can be touched, but the method must be correct... Heimianlang, who was secretly joking in his heart, saw Wang Ye's smile, and felt that the chances of success in the next invitation were higher.

But although tiger farts are useful to Wang Ye, Wang Ye has to be cautious once the matter rises to safety issues.

Wang Ye didn't push too much, and planned to cut straight to the point, directly rejecting the invitation to the banquet.

(End of this chapter)