Day and night tour

Chapter 265: Hidden Dragon's Trouble
Miss Qiang and the other three were having a great time playing poker. Zhou Xuan interrupted and said, "Miss Qiang, Xiao Fuzi's hands are bitten off. How do we treat them?"

Qiang Xiaojie swung the cards formed by the black water, making a snapping sound, and said, "It's simple. Go to the kitchen and find a piece of pork, cut it into the size of rice grains, and then apply it to Xiao Fuzi's wound. When you're done, call me and I will make the flesh and blood regenerate quickly."

"That works."

Zhou Xuan had no doubt whether Miss Qiang's method would work. He immediately cut off the connection with Shenqi, went to the kitchen to find some pork, took a pair of scissors, sat under the lamp, and started cutting the pork.

Cutting the pork into the size of rice grains may seem a boring process, but Zhou Xuan felt quite relieved after doing it, and the fatigue in his body was slowly fading away.

Zhou Xuan was cutting the meat, and Zhao Wuya was also busy.

Zhao Wuya was aware of the need to entertain guests, especially since Peng Sheng was a friend of his great-grandmaster's.

When friends come to visit, how can we not let them have a good time?

In order to let Peng Sheng eat, drink and have fun well, he went to the dessert shop on the street and bought stewed pear soup and fermented rice wine meatballs. He also went to the braised food stall to buy braised chicken and braised sausage, and brought back large and small bags to Zhoujia Jingyi Shop.

"Ancestor Peng, this is Dongshi Street, a funeral street, with shops of all sizes open all day. Give it a try and see if it suits your taste."

Zhao Wuya first raised the food in his hand high, and then placed it all in front of Peng Sheng. He picked up a braised pig ear and walked in front of Zhou Xuan: "Landlord, open your mouth."

Zhou Xuan held the pork in his left hand and the scissors in his right hand. He really couldn't free his hands, so he opened his mouth and took a bite of the pig ear handed to him by Zhao Wuya. While chewing, he praised: "Yazi, you are really capable. I will reduce your rent."

"I will only pay half of the rent next month."

After Zhao Wuya "served" Zhou Xuan to finish eating a whole braised pig ear, he asked Peng Sheng, "Ancestor Peng, is it to your taste?"

Peng Sheng is a spirit, and eats food by eating qi, which is not much different from Yun Ziliang. The braised food in front of him lost its original luster after the qi was eaten, like burnt ashes.

He kept nodding his head and said, "It's much more delicious than the food we had back then."

"You are just like my great master. Everything you see is new. Let me show you something newer."

Zhao Wuya walked to the cabinet stereo in the corner of the store, turned on the switch, and played a record with white light.

"I hurried into the forest. The forest was full of bushes. I couldn't find him."

The soft and slightly hoarse singing voice echoed in the store, making people feel so beautiful and lazy.

Peng Sheng also shook his head when he heard this, and turned to Zhou Xuan and said, "Brother Xuan, Mingjiang Prefecture is now hit by a flood, and the disaster has not yet subsided. Is it not a good idea for us to indulge in pleasure here?"

Zhou Xuan frowned as he listened. Eating a midnight snack or listening to some songs was considered an indulgence?
He shook his head and said,
"Let's not talk about whether we are indulging in pleasure or not. Let's just say that people like us listen to music when we can and eat meat when we can. We are lucky today and survived. If we encounter a tough situation tomorrow and get beaten to death, we will regret not listening to more music and eating more meat."

After hearing this, Peng Sheng also felt that this was the truth, so he put aside his psychological burden and continued to listen to music, eat meat and drink sugar water.

Not long after, the door creaked open and fifth brother Lu Mingkun shook out his wrinkled gown and walked in.

"Junior brother, who is this?"

He pointed at Peng Sheng.

"Oh, the great ancestor of the Tattoo Tree Clan, Peng Sheng."

After listening to this, Lv Mingkun smiled and clasped his fists towards Peng Sheng: "Hello, Mr. Peng."

"I'm just an old man, I can't be called a gentleman." Peng Sheng said with a smile.

Lu Mingkun was about to continue talking to Peng Sheng, but was stopped by Zhou Xuan.

"Fifth Brother, you're back just in time. I was having trouble getting my hair cut."

Lu Mingkun is the best knifeman in Mingjiang Mansion. He cut the big piece of pork into the size of rice grains, which shows his professionalism.

He took the pork from Zhou Xuan's hand, asked what shape he wanted it cut into, then swung out the bamboo knife. It didn't take much effort before the meat was neatly arranged on the table.

Zhou Xuan took a bowl and filled it with meat and rice, then walked to the bamboo bed in the store where Xiao Fuzi was lying. He carefully applied the rice grains on his wound.

"This young brother's swordsmanship is quite skillful." Peng Sheng also felt that Lu Mingkun's bamboo leaf knife moved like a waterfall and was very pleasing to the eye.

"It's just a little skill of the coroner."

Lu Mingkun smiled, walked to the copper basin, wrung out the towel and wiped his face and neck.

Peng Sheng added: "It's a pity for a knifeman like you to stay in the coroner's office. The coroner's office doesn't have a clear training path."

"It doesn't matter. I joined the hall for revenge. Now that I have taken revenge, I have lost interest in the path of incense. From now on, seven or eight incense sticks will have nothing to do with me."

Fifth Brother is able to take on and let go of things when it comes to cultivation.

He added: "My biggest interest now is being an assistant teacher at the Bone and Veteran Society, dissecting those strange people every day."

"That's good."

Peng Sheng really admires Lu Mingkun's attitude towards life.

"I still have to do a human autopsy tomorrow morning. I'm going to rest first."

Lu Mingkun walked upstairs quickly, and after a few steps, he handed Zhou Xuan an IWC watch.

"Hey, where did you get the watch?"

"I received it from a Gu Lao who loves famous watches." Lv Mingkun said with a smile, "I learned from the Gu Lao Association that you have been promoted to the fourth level of incense sticks. This watch is a gift from my senior brother. I forgot to take it out just now."

"Thank you, Fifth Brother." Zhou Xuan put on the watch. It was neither too loose nor too tight, and fit perfectly. He was surprised and asked, "It fits so well?"

"I'm a coroner. I have an extremely good eye for the human body. I already know the thickness of your wrist by heart."

After Lu Mingkun finished speaking, he carefully admired the watch on Zhou Xuan's hand. After making sure that the watch was beautiful and suitable for him, he quickly went upstairs.

The fifth senior brother had just gone to rest when Yun Ziliang came back with bags full of food in his hands. He spread them out for everyone to have another meal.

After Zhou Xuan applied the meat particles to Xiao Fuzi, he called out to Miss Qiang in his heart.

Miss Qiang's consciousness penetrated into those flesh grains, and the flesh grains began to melt, like balls of glue, gluing all of Xiao Fuzi's broken wounds together.

"Don't worry, after a night's rest, there won't even be a scar left." Miss Qiang said this and hurried back to the secret realm to continue the "double ascension" battle with the human brain.

Zhou Xuan called out to Miss Qiang: "Don't leave in such a hurry. It's boring to just play cards. Do you understand the value of Monopoly?"

"Monopoly?"

Although Miss Qiang didn't understand what this was, she found it vaguely interesting.

Zhou Xuan then carefully told Miss Qiang about the appearance, rules, and gameplay of Monopoly in his previous life.

She was so excited when she heard that. She returned to the secret realm and started to use black water to create games.

"Ah Xuan, you really know how to play. Shuangsheng is not fun at all."

"Of course. You understand algorithms. Double Up is simply invincible. You can win every round you play. How can there be any fun in playing it? Games like Monopoly, which have story content and randomness, are more suitable for you."

Miss Wall nodded very vigorously, and together with the Blood Well Human Brain, she became addicted to Monopoly.

Zhou Xuan sent Xiao Fuzi upstairs to sleep. He originally wanted to sleep too, but he had sharp ears and heard Yun Ziliang and Peng Sheng talking about the topic of "Kongming Mirror".

He was also interested in the topic, so he went downstairs.

……

"Master Yun, when we traveled west that year, we talked about the Kongming Mirror in detail. You thought at that time that the Kongming Mirror was not exclusive to the Tree Clan, but was widely found in the Well Country. It's just that the Tree Clan has a special physique and is born with the ability to see the Kongming Mirror..."

"I said so."

"Then we also deduced how a normal person could see the empty mirror."

"Yes."

"Then after your journey to the west, why didn't you promote the Kongming Mirror widely in Jing Country? You are not a person who keeps things to yourself."

Peng Sheng asked.

Zhou Xuan also pondered Peng Sheng's words. Since Yun Ziliang had heard of the Kongming Mirror in the past, and had also created a painting of escape based on the Kongming Mirror's method,
No matter from which angle you talk about it, Yun Ziliang has a deep understanding of the guidance method of Kongming Mirror.

But after so many years, the "Kongming Mirror" was still unknown to other people, which made Peng Sheng wonder... whether Yun Ziliang was keeping it a secret.

Facing doubt,

Yun Ziliang smiled bitterly and said, "If I had kept it a secret, there would be so many dragon-seeking Taoists in Canglong Mountain, and they wouldn't have been wiped out. I wouldn't have been beaten into a half-human, half-ghost by so many Taoists, losing my freedom and hiding in the scroll."

"Ok?"

Peng Sheng and Zhou Xuan realized at the same time that the genocide at Canglong Mountain was caused by Kong Mingjing.

"In the years after my journey to the West, I also comprehended the way of the Kongming Mirror. I was even able to make a physical Kongming Mirror. Then, I and the thousands of mountain people in Canglong began to spread the Kongming Mirror widely..."

Yun Ziliang raised his head, looked at the dim lamp, and said: "The disaster has come. It is a bloody night. There are killings and screams everywhere. There are Taoists from heaven and people wearing black robes whose identities are unknown.
Canglong Mountain was completely wiped out with blood, and I don’t even know who the mastermind was.”

Yun Ziliang sighed and said, "All I know is that they are extremely cruel. They will kill anyone who knows the Kong Ming Jing."

"They killed so many people in Canglong Mountain in order to prevent the spread of the Kongming Mirror in Jing Country. If that's the case, why don't they kill all the tree tribes?"

Zhou Xuan asked.

Everyone in the Tree Clan understands the Kongming Mirror, and they are the biggest threat.

"I don't know about that either." Yun Ziliang added, "Maybe it's because the Tattoo Clan rarely interacts with outsiders."

The disciples of the Tattoo clan, whether it is the Tree Clan or the Ancient Clan, hardly ever walk around in the outside world. They seem to be people who live outside this world. It is for this reason that the Tattoo clan has become a secret sect of the Well Country, and there are almost no records of the Tattoo clan in many ancient books.

"Could this bloodbath be done by the Buddhists?" Peng Sheng asked from the side.

After all, according to the timeline, the disaster of the Kongming Mirror in Canglong Mountain occurred later than the invasion of Pengjia Town by the Buddhists.

The people of the Buddhist country knew the power of the Kongming Mirror, so it made sense for them to kill those who spread the Kongming Mirror and prevent the Jing country from using the Kongming Mirror.

"Bullshit, all the bad things are blamed on our Buddhist country."

Mo Tingsheng was somewhat unhappy. He lay on the ground and spoke.

Zhou Xuan threw the porcelain bowl in his hand towards Mo Tingsheng's face and scolded, "Do you have the right to speak here?"

After Mo Tingsheng was hit with blood all over his face and lowered his head in silence, Zhou Xuan said again: "Brother Peng, what Mo Gou said is true. The gathering of so many Taoists at the same time does not seem like the energy of the Buddha Kingdom."

If the Buddhists were so powerful, they would not have used such a subtle method as a flood. They could have simply sent many Taoists to kill everyone in Mingjiang Prefecture and be done with it.

"I don't think it was done by the Buddhists either." Yun Ziliang said, "I escaped the massacre, cut off a part of my body, hid it in the Kongming Mirror, and escaped the pursuit of those people. For nearly three hundred years, I have been wondering who destroyed Canglong Mountain.
I thought about the twenty-four Sky Gods in the sky, but I couldn't figure it out. "Lao Yun, what if it wasn't done by the twenty-four Sky Gods?"

“It shouldn’t be. I can tell the methods of the Taoists.” Yun Ziliang said, “The Taoists are descended from the divine silk of the sky. These divine silks will also become a part of their Taoism. When they take action, the divine silks will appear.”

"The divine silk above the sky is bright red, but if some halls have the same red silk as their weapons, such as the witch hall, how can you tell the difference?"

Zhou Xuan had seen the divine silk and the witch's red silk.

If we judge by the appearance of the divine silk...how do we distinguish between a Taoist and a priestess?

"I've thought about it, but the witch doesn't have that many people with high incense."

Yun Ziliang said.

"It's just that there isn't one in the human world, but what about the world of time?" Peng Sheng asked Yun Ziliang.

"The world of time cannot come to the human world." Yun Ziliang said again, but then he thought again and felt that it was not right, and said: "Since the gods have a way to come down from the sky to the human world, the people in the world of time naturally have their own way."

After everyone talked about it, they felt that the matter was somewhat clear.

"I never thought about the world of time and shadow, just because I thought those people were all Taoists."

Yun Ziliang slapped his forehead, feeling a little annoyed.

"However, the fact that the people who destroyed Canglong Mountain came from the World of Time and Darkness is just a guess at the moment. It cannot be taken seriously. It can only be regarded as an alternative answer at most."

"For now, let's not think about who destroyed Canglong Mountain." Yun Ziliang said, "The matter about Kongming Mirror cannot be spread out, otherwise, it will attract those black-clad villains."

“It has spread.”

Zhou Xuan spread his hands and spoke casually.

"what?"

"The entire Mingjiang Prefecture's parade of gods has already begun. The musicians and painters have been promoted to eight incense sticks. The witches Shang Wenjun and Hua Qingying have also reached the level of sitting seven and waiting eight."

"Forehead……"

Yun Ziliang was stunned for a moment. When he came to his senses, he slammed his hands on the table and said, "It's over. The parade of gods in Mingjiang Mansion is over. I think that night of bloodbath will be repeated in Mingjiang Mansion."

"The musicians and painters are all demigods on earth with eight sticks of incense. With them around, they shouldn't be afraid of those men in black you mentioned."

"Guess how popular I was when I was at my peak?"

"Eight sticks?"

"Nine sticks." Yun Ziliang said:

"I have been practicing the acupuncture school since I was a child. After four incense sticks, I saw a golden dragon on earth, so I pulled out the incense and started practicing the induction school again. The induction school has no incense, and there is only a golden dragon in the secret realm."

"The golden dragon was just a small white dragon at first, and it would change. After two incense sticks, the white dragon turned into a red dragon and grew thick scales. It kept changing like this until the eighth change. Then, in the secret realm, a golden dragon would coil around, and it would last for nine incense sticks."

When Zhou Xuan heard this description, he remembered that his dragon-seeking incense was transformed from a golden dragon.

"Many people say that I am the one who swept the Dao sect with four incense sticks. Four incense sticks sweeping the world! I am the one who swept the Dao sect with nine incense sticks. Plus the thousands of mountain people, they were all slaughtered by those men in black. Is the eight incense sticks of a painter or musician enough?"

Yun Ziliang's words left Peng Sheng speechless.

Zhou Xuan said, "Don't we still have the Peach Blossom Ancestral Tree? Brother Peng once relied on the blessing of the ancestral tree to briefly withstand the then Sky God-level Peng Hou. Now there are two Eight Incense Sticks. With the blessing of the ancestral tree, you should be able to deal with a Sky God-level, right?"

"The ancestral tree has not yet reached its peak." Peng Sheng said.

After the Mingjiang catastrophe ended, the ancestral tree ran out of power and sank back into the mother star pit.

"If we break into the forbidden area of ​​tattoos and let the ancestral tree return to Pengjia Town, won't it return to its peak?"

"What if those men in black come before we break in?"

"Are their movements so fast?" Zhou Xuan asked.

"I don't know about that. Let's take it one step at a time." Yun Ziliang said.

Zhou Xuan went upstairs and said, "I will travel in spirit first to inform the painters and musicians not to disclose the method of opening the Kongming Mirror for the time being."

If the men in black are indeed as powerful as Yun Ziliang said, then that would be a disaster that Mingjiang Prefecture could not withstand.

If the black-clad men's killing was to control the spread of the Kongming Mirror, then what Zhou Xuan had to do now was to prevent the Kongming Mirror from spreading in large quantities and not attract the black-clad men's attention for the time being.

"It's best not to spread the word. At present, Mingjiang Mansion cannot defeat the men in black. They are not strong enough."

Yun Ziliang sighed and murmured.

……

After entering the bedroom on the second floor, Zhou Xuan asked Li Chengfeng about the location of the disaster relief meeting, and then disappeared.

……

The disaster relief meeting was held in the conference room on the first floor of Liyuan Building.

In addition to the Mingjiang Prefecture's parade of gods, the attendees included the Lady in the Red Coffin and some people from the government office.

People from the government office would come up with plans for disaster relief and post-disaster relief, while painters and musicians would be responsible for considering the feasibility of the plans and then making the final decision.

Most meetings are long and boring.
Lady Red Coffin was almost falling asleep as the people in the government office proposed solutions again and again.

To support her from falling asleep, the painter would teach her the "mirror awakening method" of the empty mirror after the meeting.

This method made Lady Red Coffin extremely envious. With just a mirror, the painter and musician could understand the methods of the hall and ascend to the level of eight incense sticks.

"How many years of incense will this save?"

The lady in the red coffin looked at the painter who was burning eight incense sticks, and she was really jealous.

Just at this moment, Zhou Xuan's voice was heard in the conference room.

"People from the government office, please wait outside. I have something important to discuss with Mingjiang Youshen."

The painter recognized Zhou Xuan's voice, so he stood up, clasped his fists towards the people in the government office, and said, "Excuse me, please wait outside the hall."

The highest authority in Mingjiang Prefecture is the Elders' Council.

Although the god behind the Gu Lao Society has fallen and the divinity of the Heavenly Official is still in the hands of "Gong Zheng", just because painters and musicians both have eight incense sticks, the Gu Lao Society is still the top hall in Mingjiang Prefecture.

Since the painter had spoken, the people in the government office had no choice but to leave first.

After the people from the government office left, Zhou Xuan revealed his spirit and said to the painter, "Old Hua, don't disclose the matter of the Kongming Mirror to the disciples of the hall for the time being. Keep this secret between you two for now."

After Zhou Xuan said this, Lady Red Coffin was unhappy and immediately asked, "Why? Old Hua and the others all know about the Kong Ming Mirror, why can't I know about it?"

The Kongming Mirror means incense. Not to mention rising to eight incense sticks, even if it is raised to the level of Shang Wenjun and Hua Qingying who sit around waiting for eight incense sticks, it will save many years of time in accumulating incense.

The incense was right in front of her, but the goddess of the red coffin couldn't get it. How could she not be worried?

"I must learn Kong Ming Jing. Ming Jiang Mansion cannot bully others. I and the boatman disciples in our hall have worked hard for Ming Jiang Mansion. We are the first to save people and disaster relief. It doesn't make sense for us to not be allowed to reap the benefits."

Lady Red Coffin usually spoke gently to Zhou Xuan, but when it came to incense, she even thought Zhou Xuan was trying to keep it to himself, and her hot temper came out.

The painter knew Zhou Xuan very well. He knew that the young master was not a person who kept secrets, so he said to the lady in the red coffin, "Lady Coffin, don't be anxious. The young master has his reasons for speaking. You should take a break and let him finish his words."

The Lady in the Red Coffin then stopped talking, folded her arms across her chest, and listened to what Zhou Xuan had to say next.

"Given the current situation, the Kongming Mirror is a shortcut to increase incense, but... it is also a disaster, a disaster that none of you can stop."

Zhou Xuan then told all the wandering gods about Yun Ziliang and the disaster at Canglong Mountain in detail, which made the faces of the wandering gods full of worry.

They could never have imagined that the Kongming Jing that assisted them in their promotion today would actually cause the Canglong Mountain to suffer a disaster of extermination.

Especially in Canglong Mountain, there are nine incense sticks from the human world.

"Mr. Yun, are you really the nine incense sticks in the world?"

The painter asked. He had heard of Yun Ziliang's name and knew of this genius who once "swept the Taoist world with four incense sticks", but he had never heard of Yun Ziliang's advancement to the level of nine incense sticks.

"Although Lao Yun is a weirdo, he is not a liar. Moreover, when he said that he was at the level of Nine Incense Sticks, Peng Sheng had no objection. Peng Sheng knew Lao Yun well, so he had no objection. He just believed that Lao Yun would definitely be able to reach the level of Nine Incense Sticks."

With Zhou Xuan's affirmative answer, the wandering gods were suddenly in an uproar and started talking about it.

But what they discussed was only how to face this unexpected disaster, rather than regretting that they had learned the Kongming Mirror.

The people of Jing State practice incense, and anything that can increase the incense is like fat meat, everyone wants to take a bite.

The wandering gods are all used to chewing meat since childhood. Now that they have bitten on the huge piece of fat meat, Kong Ming Jing, there is no reason for them to let go.

Isn’t the attack by the man in black just death?

But there are incense sticks, and I dare not snatch them. It is more painful than dying.

After everyone discussed it, the musician said to Zhou Xuan,
"Young Master, since we have learned the Kongming Mirror, we will not regret it. However, since that man in black is bloodthirsty and wants to kill anyone who knows the Kongming Mirror, we are not afraid. We can directly spread the Kongming Mirror method in the nine prefectures of Jingguo through the lanterns of the Youshen Division. I don't believe he can kill all the disciples of all the halls in Jingguo."

In fact, the musician's words were just spoken in anger. The lanterns of the Parade of Gods could only be used in Mingjiang Prefecture. It was simply a joke to want to spread the method of the Kongming Mirror to the nine prefectures of Jingguo through the lanterns.

But the lanterns didn't work, something else did. Zhou Xuan suddenly had an idea and said, "Oh, you guys reminded me.

I originally said that I couldn't find a way to fight the man in black, but now I'm close to finding a way to fight him. Painter, just follow my instructions and don't let the empty mirror leak out for the time being. Wait for my reply.
"Coffin Lady, please bear with me for a while. I will teach you how to activate the mirror in these two days. Mingjiang Mansion will definitely not let you down."

With Zhou Xuan's consolation and the previous experience of Canglong Mountain, Guan Niang was no longer so impatient. She nodded and said, "Then I'll wait."

"Everyone, wait for my news about the Kongming Mirror." Zhou Xuan said to this point, and then said to the painter: "By the way, Lao Hua, I have something else to discuss with you."

"Young sir, please speak."

"Today, I heard Peng Hou say at the Mingshi Gathering that his divine power was cut off by someone. He suspected that it was done by the incense Taoist priests, but it is impossible for the incense Taoist priests to do such a thing in the human world. I suspect that there are other capable people in Mingjiang Mansion."

"Now I remember that there has never been such thick fog in Mingjiang Prefecture." After Zhou Xuan's reminder, the musician also remembered that the fog today was a bit strange.

"You guys figure out where the fog comes from. I'm going back to the store first."

Zhou Xuan just threw out the question and let Youshensi decide the answer. What he had to do now was to restrain the man in black, and the way to restrain the man in black was in Yun Ziliang's hands...

ps: Brothers, I have a lot of things to do at home today, so I will write the chapters I owe in these two days.

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