"After darkness, we will naturally close the city gate. Apart from Shangguan's Jun Order and His Majesty's imperial edict, we will not let idle people come into the city..." For the sake of Sishui, the county magistrate Zhou explained patiently. When the two of them entered the warehouse for autopsy just now, the official officer had already brought the people living around him.

According to these people, yesterday morning, I saw the mate and the head in the warehouse busy. The inn killed a wild boar and had a tooth ceremony at noon. I also bought two jars of rice wine in the nearby village. Dozens of people in the village can prove that it was not what the coroner said. These people have been dead for more than ten days.

In addition to the nearby villagers, even the officials from the county magistrate's office came out to testify. When passing by the warehouse these two days, they were called in by the head of the here to drink water. If the coroner said, then did they meet a ghost? In the end, even the staff did not even help the coroner. He remembered that the head of the warehouse went to the county magistrate's office the day before yesterday and personally delivered the money for the month. He just wanted to speak for the coroner, but he even forgot about this matter.

However, the degree of decay on these dead bodies cannot be explained. It could have been said that the one who died was not the head of the warehouse, man. But the caravan leader and others bit him to death. Last night, they saw the dead bodies, which were the people in the warehouse. This gave Mr. Zhou a headache for a moment. Finally, he brought everyone involved and returned to Hanzhong City.

Before leaving, Ji Lao tried to persuade the people around the warehouse to temporarily move to the city. However, he looked like a beggar and no one listened to him. Seeing that no one listened to him, Ji Lao had no choice but to follow the caravan leader back to the city. Before leaving, a strange expression appeared on the owner's face and said, "It is better to lose anything outside than to lose his life."

Shortly after these people returned to the city, a fire suddenly broke out in the cargo warehouse. The fire soon spread to nearby villages. Fortunately, it was discovered early in the daytime. Although almost all the villages were burned, no one was injured or killed. The villagers had no choice but to temporarily enter Hanzhong City to visit relatives and friends. In fact, there were no relatives and friends in the city. The caravan of Sishui spent money to rent a house for them and arranged food and drink for these villagers. No matter what, the meals in the city were still much better than those in the countryside.

That night, heavy fog suddenly appeared inside and outside Hanzhong City. The fog was so foggy that the officers and soldiers guarding the gate could not see the scene under the city gate. The fog slowly dissipated until dawn. Before the fog completely dissipated, the officers and soldiers guarding the gate vaguely saw countless shadows under the city gate in the fog. As the fog dissipated, these strange shadows also disappeared without a trace in an instant.

After dawn, the scene outside the city was still the same as before. When the city gate was opened, no monsters appeared. While the officers and soldiers guarding the city were already dazzled, they were in the largest inn in the city. The owner of the building in a ragged clothes, Ji Lao, stood in front of a door of a room, and he didn't knock on the door. He just stood motionlessly at the gate.

After seeing this, the people in the caravan thought that this living god-like figure was waiting for someone. But two or three hours passed, and no one inside the door came out. Ji Lao still had no intention of knocking in the door. The people inside and outside the door kept leaning on him like this.

Ji Lao stood until noon. Just when everyone was accustomed to the poster's style, the door of the room was suddenly kicked open from the inside. Then a black whirlwind figure rushed out from the inside, and the one who came out was Erlangzi Baiwuqiu. After it rushed out, he ran towards the toilet and said to Ji Lao: "You won this time! If I hadn't learned it completely and were worried that the smell of shit in the room would be too great, we would have spent a year with you!"

When he said this, Bai Wuqiu had already rushed into the toilet. At this time, Ji Lao smiled slightly. He still stood at the door and said to the person in the room, "Is it really going to take another year?"

"Children are talking nonsense, do you believe what you said?" In the room, Gui Bugui and Wu Mian were sitting side by side, but the white-haired man didn't care about the poster. He turned his back to Ji Lao, holding a bamboo slip in his hand, and was watching slowly. He was blocked by his body, so the poster could not see what bamboo slip Wu Mian was looking at.

After pausing for a while, Gui Bugui continued, "This world is really small. I didn't expect that you will be in this inn too. This is also a meeting of an old acquaintance in a foreign land. In this way, I will be the host, and we will find a restaurant in the city to stop drunk. Later, I will ask the inn shopkeeper to boil some hot water, and you should go and wash it. You are blocking the door so much. I can't stand it either."

"We should not test it uselessly, it's too late." Ji Lao interrupted Gui Bugui before he finished speaking. After taking a deep breath, the poster walked into the room and went to Gui Bugui and continued, "You know the matter of the goods warehouse. It's not that ordinary monks are digging their hearts to practice. It's someone raising monsters."

While speaking, Ji Lao took out a jade plaque the size of a palm from the broken plaque. He saw a 33-story building that towered into the sky on the back of the jade plaque. The jade plaque in Wentian Tower was originally written on the front of the jade plaque owner's main floor. However, the front was just a balsamic plate.

After handing the jade to Gui Bugui's hand, the poster sighed and said again: "This is not my piece, it was found on the dead man who had already rotten yesterday. This jade token was specially made for someone. There was no class on the floor, because I once thought about giving him the entire Wentian Tower. The master of the jade token, Dong Feng, the sorcerer you should have heard of, and the sorcerer under Xi Yingzhen."

Dong Feng Gui Butu has heard of him. He is a sorcerer who Xi Yingzhen praised. The old sorcerer planned to accept this person as his disciple, but Dong Feng was arrogant and saw that Xi Yingzhen's other disciples could not compare with him. He disdained to be with these people. Dong Feng actually refused the old sorcerer.

Just when Dong Feng was at the height of his sacrificial moment, this person suddenly disappeared in the world. At that time, there was rumors that Dong Feng had practiced a strange technique, but he could not recover after reversing his meridians. He had been in a state of devilishness for many years. When Dong Feng disappeared, it was Gui Bugui who offended Xu Fu and was caught in Miaojiang to think about his mistakes. Therefore, after hearing this name, he was stunned for a moment before he remembered who this person was.

After sighing, the poster continued, "Wentianlou caught Xu Fu's attention back then. He contacted other Taoist sects and made an attitude of surrounding Wentianlou. Xu Fu is a Taoist genius who has never met in a thousand years. I didn't feel dizzy and wanted to defeat him. At this moment, I could only take the wrong approach. I gave up the poster of Wentianlou and let this person come out to take the blame for me.

There were not many people in the world who had the ability to pick up Wentianlou. After thinking about it, Dong Feng was the most suitable. At that time, I secretly contacted him and said Jiuwen's name, and wanted to ask Dong Feng to take charge of Wentianlou. He just asked who the person in charge on the upper floor was, and I would like to say your name. Dong Feng agreed to me to take over the owner. However, he still asked for something as his gift to take over the owner, including the secret magic secrets that were not passed on in the building, and they were also handed over to Dong Feng.

Unexpectedly, when the ceremony to take over the poster was about to begin, Dong Feng suddenly disappeared, and soon Xu Fu brought people to kill him. At that time, the sky was already in chaos, and almost all the people in charge of the poster in the Wentian Tower were wiped out.

At first I thought Dong Feng had taken my secret book and ran away privately. But there was no news about him for so many years. I thought Dong Feng was dead. I didn't expect him to be here."

"Is this even returning the jade token to you?" Gui Bugui smiled and continued, "Then what about the people in the inn and raising monsters? I also heard of the monks raising monsters in captivity. But they all use their own essence and blood, which is not the way."
Chapter completed!