Minglong

Chapter 8: A Lonely Man and a Wife
The moonlight was quiet, and a man and a woman were lying on the bed, looking into each other's eyes.

Xie Jinhuan turned around and suddenly saw a hanged ghost. He was so frightened that he quickly turned over and sat up and reached for his weapon. But after taking a closer look, he felt that this ghost looked familiar and could not help but feel frightened and angry:
"what you do?!"

Ye Hongshang leaned against the inside of the bed, put away his hanged ghost expression, and supported his face with his hands:

"Since you can't sleep, let me help you."

Xie Jinhuan couldn't sleep just now, but he could fall asleep while hugging the female ghost?
But now it's quiet, and it's much more comfortable than before...

Xie Jinhuan suppressed his frightened heart, pondered for a moment, and finally put down his weapon and asked:
"What exactly are your origins? I've read a lot of books before. If you're a giant in history, there's no way I wouldn't know."

Ye Hongshang lay on his side, twirling a strand of black hair with his fingertips:
"I've lost my memory, how would I know? Perhaps too many people died in the Witch Cult Rebellion, and I'm not considered a top figure, so they've forgotten me."

A hundred years ago, witchcraft wreaked havoc on the world, causing the population to plummet by one third and even destroying the previous dynasty. Indeed, many people and monsters were buried in the long river of history.

But a person or monster who can enjoy the treatment of the "Monster Tomb" and be buried alive for a hundred years and still be able to jump around everywhere cannot be an unknown person.

In history, any demon that has been treated like this has a record of killing millions of people, and even after a thousand years, it is still well-known.

Xie Jinhuan suspected that Ye Hongshang had remembered the name wrong, but he couldn't confirm it at the moment, so he could only ask:

"You really can't help me at all? I'm being hunted all over the city and can't leave. If you could give me some advice, that would be great."

Ye Hongshang took out a red round fan from somewhere and waved it in front of her chest, her demeanor like a lady with large breasts:
"All your problems stem from a lack of strength. Your skills are a little weak, and your foundation still needs strengthening. If you can find some magic medicine to cleanse your marrow and bones, strengthen your tendons and moisten your veins, you can reach the third level of martial arts at any time. Although you still can't seal the Demon Suppression Tomb, if the court finds you, at least you will have a little more power to protect yourself."

Pills can improve strength, but body-building drugs are expensive, and those that can be used by third and fourth-grade warriors are even more expensive.

Ye Hongshang was a ghost, so he definitely didn't have any money. Xie Jinhuan also didn't have any money, so he could only ask:
"Can you teach me how to make pills?"

Ye Hongshang shook his head. "I've forgotten how to practice, but the female doctor today is a witch from the witch cult, and there seems to be something wrong with her skills. The cold and gloomy energy is squeezing her lungs. If you use a little coercion and inducement, and help her solve this problem, I won't have any problem asking her to offer herself to me, let alone a few pills."

Xie Jinhuan had already gotten himself into a lot of trouble, so how could he dare to threaten the witch who could cast a spell? However, they could help each other:

"How do we solve the problem with her technique?"

"Show me the technique. I should be able to find the problem. As for the cold and yin energy, you need to find a man who is extremely strong and yang. He can treat it with the method of harmonizing yin and yang. Spray it with water a hundred times or so, and the cold and yin energy will naturally be expelled..."

"what?!"

Xie Jinhuan heard these shocking words and said in disbelief:
"Spray? A hundred times?! Are you sure you're not the succubus who tricked me into violating decent women?"

Ye Hongshang was puzzled. "Don't be so self-indulgent, okay? I'm just telling you the method. Who asked you to do it yourself? What if she has a lover? Even if she doesn't want a man, she can just carve a stick out of peach wood and poke it herself. It will also be effective."

And you poke it yourself?
Xie Jinhuan didn't know how to comment, so he leaned back on the pillow:
"The witches of the witch cult are all ruthless characters. It's hard to say who will stab whom in the end. Is there any other way to get the elixir?"

Ye Hongshang blinked, leaned forward and looked carefully:
"You're a piece of shit. Being a male concubine can make you a fortune. There are many wealthy ladies around you. If you're willing to sacrifice your delicate skin and flesh, wouldn't it be easy to exchange it for a few pills?"

Xie Jinhuan was a tall and strong man, and he felt that it was too unambitious to just go out and sell himself. Seeing that Ye Da Succubus was full of dirty tricks, he did not say anything and secretly thought about how to quickly enter the first rank.

Perhaps he was distracted, and his eyes unconsciously fell on the collar of his clothes which was very close to him.

Although it was an illusion, Ye Hongshang's appearance and figure were full of details, and he looked like a real person right next to him.

At this moment, Ye Hongshang's figure was not as large as in the courtyard, but his clothes were still towering high, and the heaviness actually obeyed the laws of gravity, and the effect of slightly spreading out could be seen...

Ye Hongshang noticed that Xie Jinhuan's eyes were not right, so he turned over and scratched Xie Jinhuan's cheek with his fingers:

"Young man, do you want me to help you practice?"

"?!"

Xie Jinhuan was startled, but he was at the end of his rope and couldn't get rid of it, so he just made up his mind and raised his hand to grab his arm!

It's a pity that I had to wear the model on the spot and didn't have any actual touch feeling at all.

?

Xie Jinhuan suddenly lost interest and closed his eyes:
"You are just an illusion, visible but not tangible. It's hard to tell whether your true form is a man or a woman. I won't be fooled. Please disappear."

"Who said it's untouchable?"

Ye Hongshang raised her slender jade fingers and scratched Xie Jinhuan's face.

As a result, I felt a smooth touch on my face, even with body temperature.

I go?

Xie Jinhuan was stunned and quickly raised his hand to grab his wrist, but it went through the mold again.

"Hey?"

Xie Jinhuan didn't believe it and touched her a few more times, but it was a one-sided teasing, so he could only admit defeat:
"Okay, okay, you're awesome. Go away now. I need to hurry up and practice."

"Haha~"

Ye Hongshang smiled like a flower and disappeared silently.

Xie Jinhuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief and was about to get out of bed when he suddenly found Coal Ball curled up in the corner with its wings spread out, its fur standing on end, and looking at him with horror.

?

Xie Jinhuan was baffled:
"Why are you crazy?"

"Guji?"

Meiqiu also wanted to ask Xie Jinhuan what was wrong with him.

Lying on the bed, he danced and twitched like he was possessed, mumbling to himself in fits and starts. When he realized Xie Jinhuan had returned to normal, he flew over and flapped his wings, apparently trying to help exorcise the evil spirit...

clap clap clap...
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The other side.

As the night deepened, the lights in the county magistrate's office were still on. Constables and coroners gathered in the morgue, and sealed wooden boxes and account books were placed in the classroom next door.

County Lieutenant Yang Ting stood beside Chen Yuan's body, holding a pipe in his mouth, watching the coroner dissect the wound with a serious look in his eyes:
"With a sudden strike of nearly three meters, he injured his heart meridian, yet he survived. He also shattered a monk who knew the 'Immovable Vajra Zen' with a single mace. His martial arts skills must be at least the fourth or fifth rank. At only twenty, it's incredible to have such skills. Are you sure there's nothing wrong with his background?"

Yang Dabiao had worked in Beijing for nearly three years and knew Xie Jinhuan well. He patted his chest and guaranteed:

"Xie Jinhuan was very sensible at an early age. He was extremely hardworking back in the capital, studying from morning till night. It's no surprise that he's so successful at such a young age. I heard from Jinhuan that he went to Fengling Valley to learn skills in recent years. He's said to be following the lineage of the Hidden Immortal. Has Dad heard of it?"

Yang Ting had been a police officer his entire life and had a wide range of experience. He puffed on his pipe and thought for a moment:
"The most prosperous sects in the Taoist world today are Dan Ding, Zhan Yan, and Yin Xian. The Dan Ding sect is mostly found in the south, the Zhan Yan sect is revered by the Northern Zhou Dynasty, and the Yin Xian sect is the most mysterious. They follow the path of seclusion and never emerge except in times of chaos. The last time they appeared was during the Wujiao Rebellion a hundred years ago. Xie Jinhuan has now appeared..."

Yang Dabiao pondered for a moment: "Perhaps the country is about to fall and chaos is approaching, so the hermit master specially sent him out..."

Snapped--

Before he could finish his words, he was hit on the head with a pipe.

"You're such a grown man, yet you still speak without restraint. Daqian is currently in its heyday, how can you say that the country is about to collapse?!"

Yang Dabiao rubbed his head and looked at the corpses in the room:
"Then these..."

"These are just ordinary demons, not the all-powerful monsters that will bring disaster to the country and the people."

"The one on Zihui Mountain..."

"If you knew it was the Tongtian demon, why didn't you go find it right away?!"

"With my limited abilities, how can I possibly find a super-class demon? Even if one shows up at my doorstep, I might not even be able to recognize it..."

……

While the father and son were talking, a series of footsteps suddenly sounded outside the yamen, along with urgent words:

"Lord Linghu, you need to rest well. I didn't even dare report this to Her Royal Highness. If Her Royal Highness knew..."

"I have my own sense of proportion."

……

Yang Dabiao was shocked, knowing that it was the female Bodhisattva who saved people from suffering every day. He quickly put down the fire and ran out.

In the front yard of the County Lieutenant's Office, three soldiers were holding lanterns and trotting behind, while the deputy Liu Qingzhi repeatedly tried to dissuade them.

Linghu Qingmo walked quickly in front with a sword in hand. Because his armor was broken, he was wearing ordinary clothes. His snow-white skirt danced lightly in the night breeze under the firelight, showing a bit of ethereal and fairy-like air.

As the direct descendant of the head of Zihui Mountain and on equal terms with Princess Changning and her sister, Linghu Qingmo's status is obviously not low. For ordinary constables, even just being able to see him from afar is considered a great honor, let alone having contact with him.

But as a Taoist, Linghu Qingmo never put on airs. When he came to the palace to gain experience, he did not choose to sit in the office, but rushed to the front line, treating ordinary soldiers and constables as colleagues and comrades-in-arms, taking the lead in the hard and dirty work, and even helping to take the blame when something happened.

For this reason, many policemen in the yamen have always regarded her as a "female Bodhisattva". When they arrived at the scene, they all came forward to ask about her well-being.

However, Linghu Qingmo's personality was cold on the outside but warm on the inside. Although he was righteous, he was not very polite. He walked straight into the back hall and saw Yang Dabiao running over. He asked directly:
"How's the situation? Have you found any clues?"

Yang Dabiao was almost scared to death today. He only breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that Lord Linghu's arms and legs were intact.

"At the moment, we can only conclude that the three people from Dongcangfang are related to the demonic bandits that have been causing chaos in the city recently. However, the person behind this is very cautious and has not left any tracking clues in the warehouse..."

"Where is Xie Jinhuan at the end?"

"Uh……"

Yang Dabiao knew this question would come up, so he bent his waist and smiled shyly:
"Master Linghu, this is all a misunderstanding. Xie Jinhuan is the son of Xie Wen, the former Wan'an County Magistrate. He's a close friend of mine and we've known each other since childhood. He's very well-behaved. He came to visit me today and happened to run into bandits. Perhaps it was something sudden, so he accidentally injured Master..."

Linghu Qingmo is not stupid. How could someone who can knock out her, the direct descendant of the head of Zihui Mountain, with a stick be an ordinary person?
"Killing three people in the blink of an eye, you say well-behaved?"

"You can't be soft-hearted when killing thieves. That's what Master Xie taught me..."

"Which cell is he in?"

"Uh……"

Linghu Qingmo was about to go to the cell when he saw Yang Dabiao smiling awkwardly. He couldn't help but raise his eyebrows:

"Such an important witness, and you let him go?!"

"No, how dare I put it anywhere."

Yang Dabiao smiled apologetically and said, "He's under house arrest. He's in the sixth courtyard of Qingquan Lane, a few steps away from my home. I guarantee with my life that Xie Jinhuan is absolutely fine. If Lord Linghu wants to question him, I'll call him over right away..."

Linghu Qingmo had already roughly understood the case when he was being treated for his injuries, and when he saw Yang Dabiao offering his life as a guarantee, he dispelled his doubts.

But she couldn't possibly not even recognize the person who had knocked her unconscious with a stick, so she turned around and walked out:
"I'll go over and take a look."

Yang Dabiao was afraid that this female Bodhisattva would cause trouble for his brothers, so he quickly followed behind:

"I will lead the way, sir."

"No need. You should investigate this case as quickly as possible and report any clues you have."

"Uh... ok."

Yang Dabiao stopped in dismay and watched Linghu Qingmo leave alone...
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