The Liujia arrow was sacrificed, and Wei Ye pointed his sword technique suddenly downwards, and the Liujia arrow shot straight down with a red flame.

The second uncle of the Sang family was avoided and stood all over his body covered by the Three Yangli Fires produced by the Dongyang Sword Zhu. But before the Three Yangli Fires were ignited, the second uncle of the Sang family had already fallen to the ground, and he didn't even have time to twitch, turning into a burning trace on the ground that could not be seen in its original appearance.

Sima Ling looked down the window, and said in an extremely disappointed tone: "Is this old monster running away, or is it even so sad that the account is gone?"

Wei Ye heard the strange emotions in her mouth, and couldn't help but pick up the Shaoxing Huang at her hand, poured herself a glass, and while siping wine, he asked, "If I take this Liujia arrow down, this kind of thing that is still yin after living for hundreds of years, half demon and half ghost are still in human form, will naturally kill one arrow, and both spirit and form are destroyed. Even if there is a little ignorant and unconscious soul energy, the cool breeze and cold dew in the world will dissipate early. Even if there is an Arhat who hears the Dharma, the Buddhist master of the Four-level Bodhisattva Path, can't get back a little. Speaking of such a small thing, why are you regretting and disappointed with the bell?"

"Those monsters were playing the night walk of the Hundred Ghosts, right? When encountering such a big scene, how could you just fire a talisman arrow and send it away?" Sima Ling rushed over with shiny eyes, "Uncle, I tell you that you should wait until dawn, and then say to the boss of this guest house: 'Your Excellence, there is a demonic aura in your store, which often kills and kills lives?' Then he changed into a yellow Taoist robe, put on a nine-beam scarf, and said to him: 'Your Excellence is the only successor of the two major spiritual illusion sects in the south, Mao, North and Horse. Today, everyone meets you for fate, and you have to save you one."

"Then, do you have to take two short stacks and spread a tablecloth with a gossip map on it. Uncle, I will shake it with a bell, and you sprinkle paper money hand by hand? Otherwise, you will draw a pentagram on the ground?"

“Yes, yes, yes, yes!”

"... The boss of the Eastern Han Dynasty had never heard of the Maoshan Master, and the working people of the Eastern Han Dynasty would not watch soap operas from the late classical era, such as "Zombie Taoist Master" and "I Have a Date with a Zombie".

Wei Ye pushed Sima Ling's head and took another sip of Shaoxing Huang: "Go to sleep, the rest will be prepared tomorrow morning."

After saying that, Wei Ye turned his head and looked at the altar on the ground with the real names of various demons and ghosts. Then he raised his eyebrows and whispered to the little mute who was sleeping in the center of the altar next to him: "Little mute, if you don't sleep again, get up and copy the "Bai Ze Tu" again."

Under such powerful threat, the little mute who had been pretending to be asleep shrank his body, looking so well-behaved that he could not be more well-behaved.

...

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In the Han Dynasty, except for the real metropolis like Luoyang, the guest houses generally did not provide food. Guests either ate dry food or borrowed the stove in the guest house to make their own.

The guest house that Wei Ye and Sima Ling chose is also a place that only provides accommodation services.

Of course, unless it is an astral adventurer who is as tough as a dinosaur, most people do not have the ability to stay with them, are not afraid of poisonous wine and sweating, and they really dare not eat in such early inns in this classical time and space.

If you can deal with Sun Erniang, you may not be able to deal with all kinds of strange drugs and even all kinds of strange ****. Even if someone is lucky enough to eat some Manggu Zhuma, the Five Poison Spirit Pearl is not invaded by all poisons, and the Greek witch Erke brand boar bread with the curse of "eat it will turn into an animal", and the Banqiao Sanniang brand is called Donkey Buckwheat Sauce Bread, are you afraid?

Wei Ye only took some poria cakes in the morning and then went downstairs.

When the shopkeeper of this guest house saw Wei Ye, his expression was obviously a bit unnatural. Wei Ye ignored his expression and looked naturally unnatural, so he sat down in the guest house lobby.

Holding a small white porcelain bottle filled with Shaoxing yellow in his hand, the magician slowly took a sip of wine, and then said to the shopkeeper who looked at the obvious sign of a young man's white hair: "Shopkeeper, is your shop strong?"

It is unknown why Wei Ye raised such a topic, so the shopkeeper had to follow his tone and said: "Big, big, of course big, are all hard-working people, and they are just eating this bowl of rice. You said, you always have any boxes of items to carry, and just say it to us!"

"Oh." Wei Ye nodded and pointed to the small building behind: "The moonlight was good last night. I brought a water bead from a vendor Hu to enjoy the moon. I accidentally slid my hand into the cracks of the rocks downstairs. I asked the work of your store to help me shovel the cracks of the rocks and take out the beads, so that I wouldn't it?"

When Wei Ye opened his mouth, the shopkeeper's expression changed slightly, and he forced a smile and said, "Young Master is joking. The stone buried downstairs is the villain's ancestor. It was the villain's ancestor who asked the gentleman to see the location. He dared not move the stone in the temple that he had set up..."

He had just said halfway, but he saw Wei Ye take out half a piece of silver cake from his sleeve and put it on the table.

The shopkeeper's expression changed a few times when he saw the silver cake. He said, "The guys asked the villain to send him to the city to transport water. The Danquan Pond next to the old Wang family store outside the city is the sweetest. People in the county are getting water there. Otherwise, the villain is still strong, so help you find beads?"

Wei Ye nodded without comment, and the shopkeeper carried a wooden shovel and followed Wei Ye to the downstairs.

But I saw the magician paced, turning left and right, and he turned more and more toward the corner of the building.

The manager's expression became more and more gloomy as Wei Ye's steps were.

But Wei Ye stood in a fixed step under a thin maple tree on the corner of the small building and waved to the shopkeeper: "That's right, it should be here. The shopkeeper, please help shovel some of the place."

The shopkeeper's expression changed a few times: "Young master, the moonlight is blurry at night, are you really not mistaken?"

"That's right." Wei Ye nodded and pointed to the raised root of the maple tree. "It's under this maple tree. I remember clearly that there are traces of burning and offering sacrifices under this maple tree, and it's just that it's falling on the cracks below."

The shopkeeper could no longer delay, so he raised the wooden shovel and shoveled it a few times, but only loosened the soil under the maple tree.

Frowning, Wei Ye pulled out the Tao Qianjin, and the sword technique was on the sword nose, then he hit the end of the wooden shovel in the shopkeeper's hand. The sword was very powerful, and the shopkeeper felt that the wooden shovel in his hand was hit by a heavy hammer. He buried it into the soil with a shovel, and several pieces of soil were raised. It was faintly visible that some gray objects with a fist were exposed under the roots of the maple tree.

Wei Ye smiled and said, "Isn't this just looking for it?"
Chapter completed!