You have mastered the art of thunder and you tell me that it is in a strange world?

Chapter 103 Hat Monster
"Hey, old man, what are you going to do?"

Zuo Chen stretched out his hand and gently pushed the old man in front of him.

A gentle breeze blew across his face, supporting the old man's body, first pushing him away a little, and then gently placing him on the ground to avoid hurting him.

That was because he was too anxious. The old man didn't notice the gusts of wind blowing from Zuo Chen. He just stamped his feet in anxiety:
"Little sir! Little sir! Take off your hat quickly! You can't wear this hat!"

"what?"

Zuo Chen felt that the hat was very good-looking and very stylish, so even though it was too high and would fall askew from time to time, he insisted on wearing it on his head.

Now that I heard the old man asking me to take it off, several questions popped up in my mind:
"There seems to be nothing wrong with my hat, old man. Is there any custom in our county that prohibits wearing hats?"

Seeing that he couldn't persuade the young Taoist to take off his hat, the old man could only sigh:
"Young man, if you keep wearing this hat, it might grow legs in a few days and pull your head off and take it away."

There were more question marks in Zuo Chen’s head.

A picture seemed to appear in his mind, that your tall hat had hands and feet as thin as matchsticks, and then you were running wildly on the street with your head in your hand.

This scene doesn't look weird, but rather a bit funny.

He immediately came to his senses and realized the seriousness of the old man's words.

It looks like someone's head was taken off because of his hat! Someone is dead!
"Don't worry, old man. I still have some skills. As for the hat, can you tell me more about it?"

After hearing Zuo Chen's question, the old man said helplessly:

"You two are from outside, so you may not know that it is really not allowed to wear hats in our county town now.

"At first, he was a merchant in the city, selling cloth. He didn't have a great reputation, but he wasn't an ordinary citizen either. He lived a stable life in the city and didn't have many enemies.

"But one day, when he was eating oil-fried buns and drinking tea in the building outside, the little hat on his head suddenly jumped up, and his whole head was pulled off with it!

"The guests in the building were so scared! No one dared to go out with a hat since then."

The old man was afraid as he spoke, and his body was shaking involuntarily, obviously frightened by this strange thing.

"Such a big thing happened in the county, didn't the magistrate ask someone to solve it?"

Hearing Zuo Chen's question, the old man's face also showed bitterness:
"How could he not invite anyone? The magistrate has invited so many people!
"First, four detectives were sent to investigate the case. Their heads were taken off by their official hats. Then a monk with a monk's hat was found. As a result, when he was performing a ritual, the monk's hat flew up and knocked his head off. Finally, the county magistrate found a brave man without a hat. He went deep into the woods, and the next day he was found to have been strangled to death by the hemp rope he used to tie his hair!"

After hearing this, Zuo Chen was fine, but Caiyi was startled and hurriedly pulled out the hairpin in her hair.

It's better to let your hair down to avoid the hairpin flying up and piercing your neck.

After introducing the situation, the old man looked at Zuo Chen timidly.

"Why don't you take off your hat?"

His words showed his worry that Zuo Chen's head might suddenly fall off.

Zuo Chen chuckled helplessly, with no intention of taking off his hat. He just said, "Please show me the way, old man. I'll go find the magistrate."

"Young man, do you have the ability to exorcise demons?" the old man asked curiously.

Before Zuo Chen could answer, Caiyi, who was thinking about where to put the hairpin, suddenly became alert, pinched her waist and straightened her chest:
"The Taoist priest is so powerful! What a little demon is!"

After hearing this, the old man didn't try to persuade him any more. He just pointed into the distance and told him that he had to go around a few lanes and alleys in the city, and when he saw Aunt Wang standing at the door, he would walk about a hundred meters forward and he would see two big stone lions.

When Zuo Chen arrived at the place on his donkey, he found a sign next to the big stone lion. In addition to some recent public notices, there was also a reward posted on the sign:
"Hat-cutting monster!"

After reading the bounty from top to bottom, he found that the content was exactly the same as what the old man said, except that it omitted the fact that two demon hunters had died.

But there are some reminders. At least there is a line of words at the bottom of the reward:

"If you are only a martial artist who knows some fancy tricks, then don't come here. The hat monster is very powerful and can easily hurt you. Please come here if you have mastered at least two tricks."

This line of small words was marked with blood-red cinnabar and was very conspicuous.

Zuo Chen stretched out his hand to take down the list, but when he had only stretched out half of his hand, he suddenly found a pair of wrinkled hands reaching out towards the list at the same time as him.

Look sideways.

He found himself with two people standing next to him, one old and one young, both Daoists.

The older one looked to be in his fifties, with gray hair at the temples, no Taoist hat, slightly wrinkled face, small eyes, and looked like a Taoist priest; the younger one looked to be only fourteen or fifteen years old, just in his youth, not very good-looking, with a slightly dull look in his eyes and dark skin, more like a young man working in the fields than a Taoist priest. He also didn't wear a hat, and carried a bamboo basket on his back.

Two small hats can be seen from the bamboo basket. It seems that the master and the apprentice took off their hats after arriving in the county.

The old Taoist also noticed Zuo Chen who was about to take down the list. He looked Zuo Chen up and down with his small eyes, and his gaze finally rested on the tall hat on Zuo Chen's head.

"Old Taoist Wuwei Shanren, this is my disciple Wuhui, nice to meet you, Taoist friend."

Retracting his gaze, the old Taoist bowed to Zuo Chen, his tone and actions directed upwards.

It's a bit like a senior meeting a successor.

Zuo Chen was not annoyed and returned the greeting: "I am Zuo Chen, a Taoist priest. I don't have a Taoist name." "No Taoist name?"

Wuwei Shanren glanced at Zuo Chen again and muttered in a low voice: "Which master taught him this? Why didn't he give his disciple a Taoist name?"

His voice was low enough, basically just a mutter to himself, and under normal circumstances it would not be heard by outsiders.

However, Zuo Chen had spiritual energy in his abdomen, and his ears were better than those of ordinary people, so he heard the mutterings of Wuwei Shanren.

He smiled but said nothing.

In fact, he was quite curious about what kind of Taoist name the old Taoist priest on Gray Mountain would have given himself if he had not died.

Wuhui, who was following Wuwei Shanren, kept his eyes fixed on Caiyi for several breaths. When Caiyi started to feel a little uncomfortable, he suddenly spoke:

"Master, isn't it said that Taoists cannot get close to women?"

When Wuwei Shanren heard this, his face turned green.

He stretched out his hand and slapped Wuhui on the head.

"You rascal, I can see you didn't pay attention in class! Taoism is divided into factions! We can't do that. But they have different masters, and there are no taboos. Why do you care about what they do!"

After scolding Wuhui, he looked at Zuo Chen and Caiyi and pondered for a few seconds:

"Moreover, from what I see, you and this girl are more like traveling companions, or seekers of truth on the same journey. You are not like me, who has a mind full of filth!"

Wu Hui rubbed the back of his head, with two tears hanging from the corners of his eyes, but he still said:

"Master, can we change our lineage?"

Taoist Wuwei was so angry that he wanted to find a willow branch nearby to beat his disciple.

After slapping his apprentice twice on the back, making him unable to straighten his back, Wuwei Shanren finally breathed a sigh of relief, and his red face returned to its normal color.

"Fellow Daoist, please excuse my embarrassment. I picked up this disciple of mine from the fields. He has only his mother to raise him. His brain is not very good and he always speaks nonsense. I hope that fellow Daoist and this girl will not take it seriously."

"Of course."

Zuo Chen didn't take this matter to heart, and even thought that the master and disciple pair in front of him were quite interesting.

Caiyi, who was standing beside him, asked Zuo Chen with some confusion:
"Master, is there any difference between different teachers?"

Zuo Chen thought for a moment and said, "Some people can't eat meat, but I can."

Caiyi nodded in understanding: "It's better to have a master who can eat meat."

In the end, Zuo Chen was too embarrassed to say "I actually don't know what my master is."

Although he wore Taoist robes, studied Taoist scriptures, and used the Five Thunder Technique, if you had to be precise, he might only be considered half a Taoist priest.

Concentrating his thoughts, Wuwei Shanren stopped laughing and asked Zuo Chen directly, "Daoyou, are you also planning to get rid of this hat monster?"

"Yeah, it's not okay to harm the guy wearing the hat. I have to get rid of him."

Taoist Wuwei always felt that Zuo Chen's reason for eliminating demons was a little bit strange.

"I see that you are still young, and I wonder how many skills you have learned to fight monsters. This list is indeed dangerous. How about we unveil the list together and seek help from the county magistrate?"

"Nature is good."

After getting off the donkey, the mountain man Wuwei announced the notice, and then everyone went into the county government office.

As soon as he stepped over the door, several young men who looked like detectives came over. Seeing that it was a group of Taoists coming with a list in their hands, he knew that someone was here to slay the demon again.

Then he said, "Gentlemen, please come in."

Then he led the way and quickly brought everyone into the reception room.

Wuwei Shanren bowed to the constable, said "Thank you for your hard work, constable", and sent the constable away happily.

After taking a short rest here, I saw an official without a hat walking towards me.

He had a fair face and no beard, a gentle appearance, and looked seven parts male and three parts female. He was wearing the official robes of a county magistrate, and was quite handsome.

Zuo Chen's eyes fell on him for a few seconds, then he glanced behind him.

He could clearly see that behind the county magistrate was a man with the same skeleton as him, but that man had a black face, looked intimidating without even being angry, and had no neck, like a god of punishment!

Wherever the county magistrate moved, the floating person moved there; wherever the county magistrate raised his left hand, the floating person raised his left hand.

Looking closely, it is exactly the same as the City God I saw in the teahouse at that time!
This county magistrate...

It turns out that the physical body is the yang official, and the soul is the yin official!
(End of this chapter)