I Killed Gods and Demons in Song Dynasty

Chapter 44 Xuanwu Pavilion Trade Fair

At dusk in the evening, the afterglow of the setting sun shines on the city walls, and the entire city of Bianliang is dyed with a layer of dark gold. The red bricks and green tiles appear particularly warm in the interweaving of light and shadow.

Li Qingyun's long shadow was left on the stone road. He looked at the rippling waves of the Bian River under the setting sun, smelled the fragrance of cooking smoke in the air, and heard the sound of temple bells coming from afar. He felt extremely peaceful and serene.

Alas, if this world didn’t have so many hidden weirdness and madness, how wonderful it would be to be a rich man living in peace in Bianliang... Li Qingyun sighed secretly.

He continued walking forward, and when the color of the sky gradually became darker and deeper, he came to the gate of a large mansion.

Before reaching the door, Li Qingyun could hear waves of shouting and cheering coming from inside through the heavy door, as if a fierce competition was going on inside.

As they got closer, Li Qingyun's keen senses, which were at the peak of his refining energy, were suddenly activated, and he turned his head to look under the shade of the trees near the gate.

There was a rocking chair there, and sitting on it was a skinny old man in a simple long gown. He was holding an ancient book, squinting his eyes, and rocking gently on the back of the chair, looking leisurely and contented.

Immigration expert?

As if he felt that he was being watched, the old man suddenly opened his eyes wide, and swept over with a sharp gaze, which stayed on Li Qingyun for a breath. When he saw Song Ke again, his eyes softened, and he quickly closed them again, continuing to lazily lie in the chair, ignoring them.

This trade fair is quite interesting. The gatekeepers are all practitioners who have entered the realm... Li Qingyun muttered to himself, and then he heard Song Ke come over and whispered:

"That person is Bai Songhe, the fourth master of Xuanwu Pavilion. It is said that he once worshipped under Huashan Sect and is a Taoist master with extraordinary power. With him watching, no one dares to act rashly in the venue. However, for all transactions here, they have to charge fifty coins as protection fee for every two taels of silver."

Good man, this is almost 5% of the transaction amount. The cost is to provide the venue and shelter. It is faster to make money than robbery... Li Qingyun thought about it and asked with envy:
"This business seems to be quite profitable. Can our gang do it?"

Song Ke's expression froze, and he smiled awkwardly after a while:
"We... hehe... Gang leader, this business is not easy to do. It's not enough to have connections. You also need to have the strength to control the place. Those who come here are all outlaws and heroes. If your subordinates don't have some strong skills, how can you control them?"

The two men arrived at the gate. Song Ke familiarly reported his name, paid an entrance fee of fifty cents, received two loose robes and two masks made of fine iron, and entered the gatehouse.

Li Qingyun followed closely behind and asked doubtfully:
"Want to change clothes?"

Song Ke smiled and said:

“This is something that Xuanwu Pavilion has thought of thoughtfully. There are all kinds of people at the trade fair, and some people are generous and will inevitably be targeted by bad guys.

“Although they dare not fight here, it is not certain that they will do so once they leave this place, so Xuanwu Pavilion provides these equipments for everyone to conceal their figures and faces, so as to avoid being taken advantage of by people with ulterior motives.

"Of course, there are masters with unique skills who don't bother to cover up, but they are fearless..."

Well, maybe if I meet a stupid thief who is short-sighted, I can rob him and make a profit... Li Qingyun thought to himself, put on the robe and mask, slightly adjusted his walking posture, pretended to be slightly hunched, carefully concealed all his body features, and only left the gatehouse after he thought everything was safe and entered the first courtyard of the house.

In the huge courtyard, countless brass lamps were lit, illuminating the surroundings as if it were daytime. In the center stood an arena, where a tall and thin martial artist in green was holding a spear, fighting fiercely against a gigantic dog demon. Dozens of cloaked men around him were holding wine jugs and cheering. Their words were vulgar and filthy, and filled with the smell of sweat and alcohol.

"This is a show to entertain the audience before the trade fair begins. We're trying to get a good start. We're using the monsters raised by the Golden Wind and Drizzle Tower..."

Listening to Song Ke's introduction, Li Qingyun looked around and found several figures who did not conceal their appearance. Each of them exuded an astonishing aura. They were all masters who had entered the country through different channels.

Among these people, he suddenly found a familiar man, holding a ghost-head knife, with a green tiger head tattooed on his back and three deep wounds on his shoulders. It was the bald man he saw fighting the mutant rat demon on the street yesterday.

I remember that he seemed to be a famous figure of Taishan Sect, and he also looked like a powerful man at the first level of martial arts. However, he was injured. Could it be caused by the mutated rat demon yesterday?
If this is the case, then the monsters raised by Jinfengxiyu Tower are quite extraordinary, and can even hurt a martial arts master.

So the question is, how does the Jinfengxiyu Tower make such powerful monsters obey it?

Is it because of the intimidation of a strong person, or is there a special method of taming it?

Li Qingyun was thinking about all sorts of things in his mind, but his eyes were away from the bald man, so as to avoid being discovered by the sharp senses of the powerful intruder that he was staring at him and causing unnecessary trouble.

At this moment, the winner had been decided on the stage.

The green-clothed martial artist pretended to be defeated, and the dog demon chased him desperately. It suddenly pounced forward, and its huge claws were about to hit the martial artist on the back of the head.

But in a flash, the blue-clothed martial artist suddenly turned his body upside down, and the spear in his hand stabbed out with lightning speed like a dragon emerging from the sea.

The tip of the gun flashed coldly, and with a bang, it pierced the dog demon's throat, lifting its huge body into the air.

"Good! What a great counterattack!"

Song Ke was fascinated by it, and excitedly introduced it loudly beside Li Qingyun, "This is the Luo family spear! It really lives up to its reputation, and it is indeed unique."

Li Qingyun also nodded approvingly. Although he could not use a gun, he had accumulated the practice experience of tens of millions of people under the guidance of the wisdom of the Holy Spirit in the temple. His knowledge was already quite extraordinary, and he also had a unique understanding of martial arts. He could see at a glance that although the young martial artist had not entered the country, he had a solid foundation and had worked hard.

Especially his bizarre and changeable spear skills, which can not only be used on foot, but also more suitable for fighting among thousands of troops. I heard that the originator of Luo Family Spear is the silver spear young general Luo Cheng during the Sui and Tang Dynasties. It is known as the two greatest spear skills in the world together with Yang Family Spear of Tianbo Mansion. Seeing it today, it is indeed extraordinary.

However, for some reason, such a master had fallen to this point, performing and gambling in Xuanwu Pavilion, which was a disgrace to his top heritage.

Li Qingyun was thinking casually, his eyes fell on the dog demon that was picked up in the air, and he couldn't help feeling a little strange.

Although the dog demon was ferocious, it had no intelligence and no special features. It could only rely on its strong body to fight against ordinary martial artists. It could not threaten the real extraordinary people who entered the country.

It seems that the monster that injured the Taishan Sect man was a higher-level species. I wonder how the Golden Wind and Rain Tower was able to breed so many mutant monsters of different strengths...

Well, when I go to the banquet at Jinfengxiyu Tower tomorrow, I will find a chance to inquire about it indirectly.

While he was thinking about it, suddenly three clear gongs sounded, and a middle-aged man in brocade clothes walked out, immediately attracting the attention of everyone present.

I just heard the man smiling and saying:

"Everyone, thank you for waiting. The time has come. This month's trade fair will begin now..."

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(End of this chapter)