As soon as they entered the city, they saw another firefight, and this time the scale was even more spectacular than when they first arrived in Wufeng City. There were between three and four hundred people on both sides.
One of them ran away, and the leader of the group dropped his head on the ground as he ran. There was also a child sitting on his shoulder holding a knife and shouting about beating and killing.
But what shocked Jiang Yan was that while running away, the man didn't forget to pick up his own head, twist it and put it on his neck.
Because he was running in a hurry, he turned his head towards his back. The child on his shoulder cursed and then slapped his head straight.
"Brothers, run quickly!"
Jiang Gu was extremely surprised when he saw the appearance of these two people. The fat and bald old man was the fastest runner. Not many people had this image and appearance. The other was a kid with a red belly and braids and a machete in his hand. This was not right.
Is it the little devil?
These two were created by myself, and they knew each other even after they were turned into ashes. Their image has not changed at all after being separated for more than three years.
"Old ghost head, little ghost head!"
Hearing someone calling him, Old Guitou and Little Guitou slowed down their steps. Not many people knew their names. After looking around, they finally saw Jiang Yan.
The two ghost heads were so happy that they turned around and ran straight towards Jiang Yan.
"Master!"
As soon as they came, the group of people who were chasing him also came after him.
"Why are you here?" Jiang Yan asked in surprise.
"Young master, we'll talk about this later. Quickly lead us to kill the people behind us."
It's hard to imagine that such harsh words came from the mouth of a child who looked like porcelain jade, waving a knife very fiercely.
Among the people who were chasing Old Guitou and Little Guitou, there were actually strong men from the Xuanling Realm. Whatever the reason, the top priority was to save them.
Jiang Qian directly pulled out a scroll of paintings from the book tube and unfolded the scroll of hunting. Thirty crested eagles flew out of the painting and rushed into the crowd.
However, Jiang Gu instructed these crested eagles not to kill people, but to drive them away.
After all, he didn't know who was right and who was wrong. The two of them, Old Ghost and Little Ghost, had loved causing trouble since they had entities. Maybe they were being hunted now because they deserved it.
Even though they were both in the Xuanling realm, Jiang Yan already had an absolute advantage. Under nearly thirty painting spirits, the strong man in the Xuanling realm could only retreat viciously.
When the little devil saw someone supporting him, he became emboldened. He rolled up his sleeves, picked up a kitchen knife, and was about to go after him.
However, his body slowly floated up, and Jiang Yan directly lifted him into the air with one hand.
"Hey, little ghost head, we made an agreement before we left, haven't you all forgotten it?"
"Master, they are all bad people, and Wufeng City is all bad people."
"That's right, young master, look at their foreheads," Lao Guitou also hurriedly explained.
Jiang Yan followed where the old ghost pointed and saw that many of these people had tattoos on their faces, some with Confucianism, some with Xuan, and some with Wu.
“What’s going on with the writing on their faces?”
"Only prisoners will be tattooed. Those with the word "Confucian" tattooed are prisoners from the Confucian mansion, and those with the word "武" tattooed are prisoners from the Wu mansion."
Along the way, Jiang Yan met many people with such tattoos. He originally thought it was some kind of fashion, but he didn't expect it to be like this.
"Then how did you get into trouble with them?"
Seeing that the little ghost was about to speak, the old ghost covered his mouth and said
"Of course it's for Yang Shan to eliminate evil."
"Yang Shan is going to eradicate evil in Wufeng City? Then you are going to destroy the city!" Jiang Yan's face tightened, pretending to be angry. "If you don't tell me, don't blame me..."
Old Guitou and Little Guitou were his creations. Even with some means, it would be easy for him to erase them, especially since their physical existence mainly relied on the bones molded by the color sculptor and the Yin-possessed talisman.
"Master, let's talk about it all." Little Guitou pulled away Old Guitou's hand.
"We have been wandering in Xuanguo for a long time and have always followed the three conditions you mentioned. However, when we came to Wufeng City, we found that your rules do not apply here." Xiao Guitou said with a smile.
Jiang Yan once warned them, firstly, they are not allowed to play tricks on others, secondly, they are not allowed to harm others, and thirdly, they are not allowed to stay in one place for too long, and they are not allowed to interact with enlightened people, for fear that the two of them will be exposed and cause trouble.
"Where does it not apply?" Jiang Yan asked.
"There are all bad people here. We can play tricks on people at will. Also, everyone in Wufeng City has their own history. Even if they have some weird methods, no one will go into it. So we don't have to run around. We are still here.
We established a Guitou Gang," the little Guitou said proudly.
"Now there are hundreds of people in the Guitou Gang. They were just fighting for territory. Guess who the leader of the Guitou Gang is!" Old Guitou asked mysteriously.
"Whoever it is, it can't be me."
The little ghost head took out a sign from his arms, with the word "Jiang Qian" crookedly written on it. After raising it above his head, the younger brothers who were following the two ghost heads shouted in unison.
"Hello boss, long live boss!"
"Quickly, put it away quickly. When you take this thing out later, be careful and I will add some color to it for you!"
Jiang Yan threatened, the sign looked really scary, as if a person had a spiritual place while he was still alive, and a bunch of filial sons and grandsons had appeared inexplicably to pay their respects.
"There are many enlightened people in Wufeng City. Could it be that no one noticed that you are different?"
"Master, you are worrying too much. There are more weird people here than us. Who cares about us?"
"Yeah," the little devil nodded repeatedly, "For example, there is a person who often sleeps in the pig pen."
Upon hearing the little ghost talking about this person, Jiang Yan thought that Jiang Lin seemed to have mentioned him just now.
"Where is this person? Take me there."
"Master, follow me"
The little ghost head was floating in the air. The old ghost head twisted his foot when he was escaping. Fortunately, he knew how to set the bones and directly broke off the twisted part, then reinstalled it and simply restored the production settings.
"Can you tell your little brothers not to follow them? They are too eye-catching."
No matter where he goes, there are hundreds of boys following him. He is a scribe, not a gangster, so why do he need so many people?
"Don't you think it's grand?" the old ghost asked excitedly.
"You have to show your own style, I don't like this battle."
The little devil waved his hand to send these people away, and then began to lead the way.
When they arrived at the place they were talking about, they could smell a strong stench from far away. If it weren't for Jiang Yan, he would never want to be so close to a pig shed.
When I walked into the pig shed, I saw a fat white pig lying in the pen, and a man with disheveled hair and dirty body holding the white pig, snoring loudly.
What made Jiang Yan even more curious was that there was a bookcase hanging on the wall of the pigsty.
"Is this man a scribe?"
This idea was regarded as the truth by Jiang Yan as soon as it appeared. Scholars are recognized as the most ridiculous type of people in the entire Yuling Continent. Any weird things that happen to them are very strange.
For example, their trip was supposed to go to Xihe, but in the end they ended up in the north inexplicably.