Day and night tour

Chapter 440 The Fish Guardian

After exchanging greetings with the young butcher, Zhou Xuan continued to supervise the fish being divided.

For him, this butcher was not quite the same as Wan Guiyi, the "Ba people".

Although Wan Guiyi only manipulated the souls of the dead to wreak havoc on people's hearts and caused Zhou Xuan a little trouble, the hostility he contained was quite great.

Although the butcher had used force, Zhou Xuan didn't sense any hostility from him and treated him much better.

Lu Xingzhou glanced at the butcher, unfazed by his filthy clothes, and said with a wary expression, "Sir, that butcher-like man seems to be more than he appears."

"It's alright. Whether he's a 'friend' or not is hard to say, but he's most likely not an enemy."

Yun Ziliang and Li Changxun also sensed that something was wrong with the butcher, so they stood apart, one staring at the butcher's east side and the other at his west side.

The butcher, unperturbed, continued his taunts, as if no one else was around: "Someone like you, weak in ability, with a terrible temper, and always meddling in everything..."
To have survived for so many years in the treacherous world of Jing Kingdom is truly a remarkable feat.

Madam Jiang increasingly felt that the butcher was quite skilled, and she stopped being angry. Instead, she joked, "But I really have lived for so many years, young butcher, are you angry or not?"

"I'm not angry, I'm not angry."

The butcher said seriously, "The reason you survived is because you were lucky... A person only has so much luck; once it's used up, it's gone."

"The young butcher's view on luck is exactly the same as mine, Old Yun's."

Like attracts like, and Yun Ziliang greatly admired the butcher's "luck theory."

The saying "love crows because of crows" applies here; if you like someone's words, you'll likely have a stronger affinity for that person as a person.

Yun Ziliang's impression of the butcher improved considerably.

The butcher pointed at Yun Ziliang and said to Madam Jiang, "Look at that old man, he's a master at accumulating luck. He only lost three-tenths of his strength in the battle against Wan Guiyi."

If he hadn't been lucky, facing Wan Guiyi, who was a bully who was used to bullying others, and hadn't been a little careless when facing his enemy, how could he have fallen for his "mountain character"?
If that talisman doesn't work, a man from Xunlong Mountain, without resorting to roundabout tactics and focusing on surprise attacks, might not necessarily be able to defeat Wan Guiyi.

Li Changxun was displeased and secretly asked Yun Ziliang, "Is what that person said true?"

"Tch, with his meager skills, how could he possibly see through my battle tactics?"

Yun Ziliang said with great disdain,

However, he was all bark and no bite at the moment. On the surface, he scoffed, but in his heart, he thought highly of the young butcher.

"Young man, you have good taste."

As the butcher said, when the people of Xunlong Mountain encounter a fight in the martial arts world, they should focus on "circuitous fighting" rather than close-quarters combat, which would be a loss of the essence of their school.

But the situation was different just now. Yun Ziliang needed to establish Zhou Xuan's authority, and only a swift victory over Wan Guiyi could demonstrate his power.

That's why he struck Wan Guiyi with lightning speed. If he were in a different situation, he would most likely have used formations to maneuver around the enemy.

“Once your luck runs out, it’s gone, madam. If you run out of luck, you will die, and you will die very quickly.”

The butcher continued.

"Then what method do you have to ensure my survival?"

Lady Jiang frowned and asked the butcher.

The butcher raised an eyebrow with a smug grin and said to Madam Zombie, "That's simple. If you can use your charm to seduce a powerful man who's willing to go through fire and water for you..."

"The powerful man you mentioned..."

"Yes, it's under."

The butcher rested one hand on his forehead and said smugly.

Mrs. Jiang: "..."

Yun Ziliang and Li Changxun: "..."

If we're talking about status, this Lady Jiang is definitely a figure in the martial arts world of Jing Kingdom. She belongs to a fairly large sect with considerable influence, and she herself is quite skilled in martial arts.

But if we're talking about a woman's looks... well, that's a total disaster!
Aside from being female, she was anything but charming, with her sinister and sickly appearance and her body covered in tumors.

Even Madam Jiang herself thought the other party was mocking her appearance, and immediately flew into a rage, shouting: "I know what I look like, and I don't need you to humiliate me. I won't take that damned Pisces thing."

She was furious and turned to leave before the butcher could even offer an explanation.

The butcher called out from behind, "Madam, don't go! If you don't want to spend the night with me, you have many zombies at your disposal. Do you have any that are pretty and can rival your looks... introduce me to two."
I have a date with your female zombie.

"Go ask your mother to go."

For a moment, Mrs. Jiang couldn't tell whether this butcher, whose origins were unknown, was a pervert or just a talkative scoundrel.

After Madam Jiang had walked away, the butcher took out a red rose from his greasy sleeve and said, "Sigh, why is it so hard to pick up a girl? I can't even get to the point of giving her flowers?"

His flowers and words appeared simultaneously, and Yun Ziliang and Li Changxun's anxious hearts finally settled down.

Sure enough, this butcher was a pervert, a very pure pervert; he genuinely wanted to spend the night with Lady Jiang.

You disgust me!

Li Changxun couldn't hold back any longer. He poked the butcher's nose and scolded, "The prerequisite for picking up girls is that the other person has to be a girl! You could even do that to Madam Jiang? You're a complete pervert."

The butcher wasn't angry. He stared at Li Changxun and said, "Sir, you seem to have some misunderstanding about Madam Jiang's appearance?"

"What misunderstanding have I made?"

"She can be described as charming, graceful, and tender, with a captivating way of speaking. She is exquisite, truly exquisite."

"Damn it, it's polluting these good words."

Li Changxun was furious. He really wanted to beat the butcher into a pig's head—just for his disgusting words.

However… Li Changxun pondered that he might not be able to win, so he gave up.

Fortunately, by this time, the fish had been distributed, and the people in front of the fish-cutting platform had all dispersed, making Zhou Xuan's work easier.

He walked up to the butcher and said, "Would you like to learn a couple of moves from me?"

The butcher was still immersed in the grief of "Madam Jiang's departure" and did not reply. Instead, he asked Zhou Xuan, "Master, what do you think of Madam Jiang's beauty?"

"From the perspective of the world, it is naturally extremely ugly."

"What if we don't look at it from the perspective of the world?"

The butcher asked again.

Zhou Xuan said, "If you look at it from the perspective of a lover, then it is beautiful—beauty is in the eye of the beholder."

Hearing Zhou Xuan's words, the butcher was greatly impressed and said, "I've long heard that the great master of Mingjiang Prefecture is no ordinary person. How can he be like those two vulgar fellows..."

He pointed and poked at Yun Ziliang and Li Changxun.

"Now that I've heard what the master said, the little butcher has seen the light after all the clouds have parted."

The butcher added, "Once I've finished dealing with today's business, I'll go back to pursuing that zombie lady and stop worrying about what the world thinks."

Zhou Xuan smiled. Although he thought the butcher was indeed a bit perverted, it was his own business how perverted he was, and he had no right to interfere.

He clasped his hands in a fist salute and said, "Is your purpose today to fight me with a sword?"

"The knife fight is secondary; my main business is to slaughter pigs."

The young butcher said.

"You're talking about slaughtering a pig? Who's the pig?" Zhou Xuan asked.

"It was originally that fish monk, but I was a step too late, and you killed this pig."

The butcher said, "Since this big pig is dead, I can only slaughter a few piglets."

Where is the little pig?

Zhou Xuan sensed the murderous aura emanating from the butcher and frowned as he spoke.

"There it is."

The butcher took a step forward and, like a hunter chopping wood, awkwardly swung his knife twice.

One slash went east, and the other went west.

Two seemingly tangible blades of energy swept across the street, slashing to the end of the street.

puff!
puff!
Two Taoist priests dressed in purple robes were slashed through their hiding place by the incredibly sharp blade energy and fell from mid-air.

The two Taoist priests had barely landed when their faces went numb, their bodies swayed, and then... their upper and lower bodies separated cleanly.

Two blood-red flowers bloomed simultaneously.

Each of the two corpses had a purple eye on its right palm.

"Among all the Taoist temples in the world, only Tianyan Temple dares to wear purple Taoist robes."

Yun Ziliang said.

Purple is an auspicious color for Taoism, and only the "Tianyan Temple," the number one Taoist sect in the world, dares to allow its disciples to wear purple robes.

"Both of them have developed third eyes on their palms, so they are indeed people from the Heavenly Eye Temple."

Li Changxun's expression changed slightly as he looked at the young butcher: "These two disciples of the Heavenly Eye Temple, are they the pigs you're talking about?" Good heavens, treating the disciples of the Heavenly Eye Temple like pigs to be slaughtered, this young butcher has quite the audacity.

Zhou Xuan also asked, "These two disciples from the Heavenly Eye Temple suddenly appeared in Huangyuan Prefecture. They must be here for Pisces, right?"

The soon-to-be-born blue and red fish is a supreme magical artifact for Taoist alchemy, and a treasure praised by both the "treasure hunting experts" Da Wa and San Wa.

It would be strange if no one coveted such a treasure.

“That’s right, they’re after Pisces. There are many, many more people like that around us…”

"However, a few more wouldn't hurt. Today, anyone who dares to lay a finger on Master's Pisces will be the pig I'm going to slaughter."

As soon as he said this, Zhou Xuan understood that the butcher was not an "enemy" at all, but a helper who appeared out of nowhere.

However, there's no such thing as a free lunch. If someone is a complete stranger and suddenly does such a big favor, they must have ulterior motives.

Zhou Xuan immediately stopped the butcher, saying, "Mr. Butcher, in this world, the hardest debt to repay is the debt of gratitude. The debt of gratitude is greater than the sky; I can't repay it."

So, you should negotiate the price. If I, Zhou Xuan, can afford it, I'll ask you to be my guardian for a day. If I can't, we can go our separate ways, and I'll find someone to deal with the rest of the fish-stealing people myself.”

“The price I’m asking for is something you can easily afford, sir.”

The butcher turned the pig-slaughtering knife over and asked Zhou Xuan, "Does the master recognize this knife?"

Zhou Xuan recalled the swordplay of the two swords just now and felt that it seemed familiar. After pondering for a while, he said very solemnly, "I don't recognize your sword, but I recognize your swordsmanship."

"Your swordsmanship comes from the strongest fighting force in the Jing Kingdom—'Wuwen Mountain'."

Zhou Xuan revealed the butcher's origins, and the butcher was quite pleased with himself, for the people of this Jing Kingdom still remembered the illustrious reputation of Wuwen Mountain.

Yun Ziliang's pupils also dilated. He narrowed his eyes into slits, scrutinizing the butcher from head to toe, and sighed.
"It seems that Wuwen Mountain is about to lose its lineage. I never expected that there would be such a brilliant and talented person as you in this sect?"

"Compared to exceptional talent, I am not as good as the great master."

The butcher, hands clasped and knives between his legs, said to Zhou Xuan, "I've heard that the Great Master once condensed the 'Sixteen Forms' of Wuwen Mountain, combining these sixteen forms into a single blade to slay the pigs and dogs of the Buddhist Kingdom."

"So, you want to see the Sixteen Forms with your own eyes."

"Yes, this is the price I want. The disciples of Wuwen Mountain haven't seen the complete Sixteen Forms for many years."

The butcher spoke frankly.

Zhou Xuan then summarized for the butcher, saying, "I'm hiring you as my fish-guarding man in exchange for revealing my sixteen techniques, isn't that right?"

"Yes!"

"Okay, I approve."

Zhou Xuan readily agreed.

The butcher immediately smiled, bowed deeply, and said, "Thank you for your kindness, sir."

After he stood up straight, he shouted towards the sky again: "Pisces is about to appear in the world. All the Taoist sects in the world should have come, right?"

"The Heavenly Eye Temple, the Capital City's Dunjia, the Ba People, Xunlong Mountain... every single one of you, listen up!"

“I am the butcher of Wuwen Mountain. I am a rough man and I haven’t read many books, but I understand one principle: whoever slaughters the pig, gets the pork.”

"The fish monk was killed by the Great Master, and the twin fish he conceived can only be taken by the Great Master. If any of you are unhappy, ask the butcher knife in my hand."

His words were crude, but extremely powerful.

As soon as he finished speaking, four purple clouds condensed in the sky—the abbot of the Heavenly Eye Temple raised his right hand high, and one of his heavenly eyes shone down on the street.

The leader of Dunjia Incense held up a tortoise shell.

The leader of the Ba people, his figure almost ethereal, glared angrily at Zhou Xuan.

The last person in the clouds suddenly changed his appearance; he was none other than Li Tianxiang, the current leader of Xunlong Mountain.

Li Tianxiang bowed and scraped, saying, "This humble Taoist, Li Tianxiang, greets Ancestor Yun, Ancestor Li, and Lord Zhou."

"Li Tianxiang! You son of a bitch, get down here right now!"

Upon seeing the leader of Xunlong Mountain, Yun Ziliang was furious and pointed his finger at the sky.

Li Tianxiang braced himself and landed on the ground. Yun Ziliang went up and hit him with his shoe: "You stupid thing, you want to catch Dongshan Fox Girl, right?"
"You fool, you want to come here and steal Pisces, huh?"

"Clap! Clap! Clap!"

Old Yun was settling old scores and new grudges all at once, and he swung his shoe at the ground with a loud thud.

Li Tianxiang covered his head and ran away, saying as he ran, "Master, don't fight, don't fight! It's all a misunderstanding. So many famous figures in the martial arts world are watching. Keep your dignity intact."

"If you want to maintain your dignity, you shouldn't have come to Huangyuan Prefecture."

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!
The incense and deity system of the Jing Kingdom is composed of "blood, flesh, spirit, and Tao". Of the four people who appeared at this time, three were from the orthodox Taoist sect, and the Ba people also had the shadow of "Taoism" in their bones.

"The Ba people, are they considered part of the Daoist sect?"

Zhou Xuan asked Li Changxun, who was watching the commotion.

Li Changxun said, "The Dao of this sect is also divided into two: the righteous path and the heretical path."

In the southwest region, there is a Taoist temple called Chongshan. The Taoist priests of Chongshan use unorthodox methods to subdue demons; they do good deeds, but employ evil magic.

Within Taoism, the Chongshan Path is considered the dividing line between "righteous" and "heretical" paths. Those more heinous than them are considered heretical, while those more righteous are considered righteous.
The Ba people are the most heretical of all heretics.

"It turns out that when Lao Yun killed Wan Guiyi, the leader of the Ba people was watching from the sky."

Why didn't the leader of the Naba people save Wan Guiyi?

Zhou Xuan guessed that they probably wanted to steal Pisces. Pisces was the most important thing. The more they waited until the end to make their move, the better their chances of getting Pisces would be.

As for Wan Guiyi's death, it is not so important anymore.

However, these "fellow Daoists" never expected that a young butcher would emerge from Huangyuan.

The butcher's interference made it impossible for them to hide any longer.

Facing the purple clouds in the sky, Lu Xingzhou was completely bewildered and said to Zhou Xuan, "Master, all these people have gathered in Huangyuan Prefecture, so why didn't the golden bell in my mansion ring?"

Zhou Xuan asked, "Could it be that those people worked together to suppress the Golden Bell?"

"These people are all quite strong. The weakest is Li Tianxiang from Xunlong Mountain, who is just one step away from advancing to the Nine Incense Sticks level. As for the others, they all have the cultivation level of the Nine Incense Sticks level."

"However, I'm afraid these few incense sticks won't be enough to suppress the golden bell."

Lu Xingzhou said.

"If these few people can't be controlled, it means there are still hidden masters in the shadows. Your Huangyuan Prefecture is certainly lively today."

Zhou Xuan's words were like a bucket of ice water, chilling Lu Xingzhou to the bone—there were actually people hiding in the void?

“Sir, with me, Lu, here, Pisces, no one can take her away.”

Looking back on his words from not long ago, Lu Xingzhou now feels that they were somewhat arrogant.

Today, Huangyuan Prefecture can be described as a place where great events converge.

……

The people on the street had been completely driven away by the procession of "bitter ghosts."
Before the Fish-Slaying Platform, the red and blue mist gradually thickened, and within that mist, one could almost hear the cries of baby fish.

Zen Master Wuya said to Zhou Xuan, "Master, the time to guide the twin fish is not far away."

"Zen Master, how should one guide Pisces?"

“You stand in the mist, and the aura of Pisces will envelop you. Then, in your secret realm, two little fish will be born, one blue and one red.”

"When two fish appear in your secret realm at the same time, the Pisces have been born."

"So simple?"

Zhou Xuan looked at the increasingly thick blue-red mist, but didn't rush over.

He wasn't in a hurry, but the three sect leaders and chiefs in the sky were.

Zhao Jinjia, the leader of the Dunjia sect, smiled at Zhou Xuan and said, "Master, you and I have some old grudges. My disciple Zhao Qingxiao died at your hands."

"That's true."

Zhou Xuan made no attempt to hide it and openly admitted it.

During the era of the Heaven and Earth Chess Game, Zhao Qingxiao also entered the game. In the end, he was divided into Yin and Yang energies by Zhou Xuan's Valley True Scripture and dispersed into the Mingjiang River.

"Old grudges are matters of the martial world. Today, this old man has come to observe the ceremony and watch the master guide the Pisces to the mortal realm. I have no intention of fighting with you. The master can rest assured and go to guide them without worry. Do not delay the time."

Zhou Xuan sneered, thinking to himself, "Can I trust you, you old fox?"

He remained unmoved, and pointed at the blue-red mist, saying, "I, Zhou Xuan, am a young man with no reputation or experience in the martial world. These blue-red fish are treasures of heaven and earth; how can I be worthy to take them?"

"So, I don't want these two fish anymore. Whoever wants them can come down and catch them."

Zhou Xuan vaguely felt that there seemed to be some kind of trap hidden in guiding the birth of the blue-red fish, so he was even less in a hurry to guide it, and instead used a strategy of retreating to advance...

(End of this chapter)