Chapter 207
Having agreed with Shao Yao to go to Yingxiang Mansion tomorrow to pay birthday respects to the Laboring Immortal, Xiao Yu immediately left Tianbao Residence and returned to the Red Sleeve Workshop again.
She still didn't use the main entrance, went in along Soy Sauce Alley, and didn't intend to climb over the wall to enter Wu Xiaojing Pavilion either.
She came to find the Dog Meat Daoist.
"Dog Meat Daoist? He did come in the morning, performed a ritual, cheated a meal of fragrant meat, and then left," Widow Huang said.
After speaking, she looked left and right, lowered her voice and said: "Last night, there was another ghost howling in Soy Sauce Alley, seemingly calling your name, 'Heavens Yu Fengxian, the righteous Heavens Yu Fengxian, the Heavens Yu Fengxian who beheaded a god at the government office entrance'~~"
Like Xiao Qiang last night, she was imitating the voice of the hanging ghost Zhang Xiaoqiao.
And don't say, it was much better than the dog's.
Not only was the howling eerie, but she also made a ferocious and terrifying expression on her face, having quite a bit of the resentment of someone who died with a grievance.
"I only know she is a hanging ghost, but I didn't know her at all before, and I don't know why she came to find me," Xiao Yu said helplessly.
Widow Huang said: "I know, she came to find you for help."
Xiao Yu asked curiously: "How do you know?"
Widow Huang had a strange expression, her voice lowered even more, "Zhang Dajie said so."
"Zhang Dajie?"
Widow Huang nodded gently, leaned in front of her and whispered: "You haven't been home for the past few days, I'm afraid you don't know yet, Zhang Dajie caught a cold and hurt her Yang.
As the saying goes, cover up in spring and endure the cold in autumn!
Big Sister wore a lined jacket and busied herself in Zhai Lao San's house for two days, and got sick when she went back.
Once a person gets sick, the three souls and seven spirits begin to become unstable.
Last night, the hanging ghost called your name in Soy Sauce Alley, but called Zhang Dajie out.
Zhang Dajie was muddled, only thinking she was still wandering outside and met someone asking for directions.
She asked the hanging ghost who she was looking for.
The hanging ghost said she was looking for 'the righteous Heavens Yu Fengxian.'
She asked again what she was looking for Little Fengxian for.
The hanging ghost said that on that day in the Guan Chenghuang's government office, she heard that Heavens Yu Fengxian was very powerful, and her evil energy was so heavy that even the ghost runners under the Guan Chenghuang could not withstand it and were injured."
Xiao Yu's heart moved, thinking of the first time she tried to use the Fengshen Bang's military evil energy to expel the ghosts and gods that might exist but couldn't be seen after the "Red Sleeve Workshop Assassination Case."
Only the first eruption could have injured the "Guan family."
Having experienced one eruption of evil energy, the second and third times would inevitably be vigilant and careful, and would inevitably be able to stay away from the range of the evil energy's influence.
"Later in the Underworld, that hanging ghost heard ghosts and gods talking about the stories of 'the righteous Heavens Yu Fengxian' and 'Heavens Yu Fengxian beheading heavenly soldiers and generals,' and she increasingly regarded you as a great evil star and a great savior."
Widow Huang looked her up and down with a strange look and sighed: "Little Fengxian, you have truly become a character in myths and legends.
Even the resentful ghosts and ghosts and gods of the Underworld know you, are talking about you, and even praise you for being 'righteous'..."
Xiao Yu felt a little proud, her smile became brighter, but she humbly said: "That hanging ghost is a person from Tianmen Town; even if she is sent to the City of Wronged Deaths, she must be detained in the urban area of the Western Shu Realm.
The resentful ghosts around are mostly Western Shu people, so they know my name."
"It's not just the resentful ghosts talking about you, but also the ghosts and gods, the Underworld ghost runners," Widow Huang said.
"Sigh, they are all ghost runners from the Western Sha Region, so they count as locals. What is that hanging ghost looking for me for?" Xiao Yu asked again.
"Her husband was captured by General Bietou of Guai Zi Mountain to build the Eight Kings Tiangong. She wants you to break into the Guai Zi Mountain Ghost Kingdom and save her husband from General Bietou."
After Widow Huang finished speaking, she sighed herself: "That hanging ghost is a pitiful person with love and righteousness, but her request is too difficult for others.
Even if your sword technique is sharp and unparalleled, you are not an immortal first; you are only in the Internal Qi Realm.
Secondly, you are alone; two fists are still hard to match four hands, not to mention the Guai Zi Mountain Ghost Kingdom has thousands of troops and horses."
Xiao Yu asked curiously: "Has the news of the Eight Great Ghost Kings of Guai Zi Mountain at Lianghe Beach spread throughout the city?"
"It hasn't spread throughout the city yet, but in two days, everyone will definitely know," Widow Huang pointed to herself, "When the Dog Meat Daoist was helping Zhang Dajie drive away evil, we were listening to them talk on the side.
Then just me alone spread the news to at least three streets."
Xiao Yu was relieved.
At least everyone knows that she didn't deliberately provoke the hanging ghost.
It's really no way; her reputation is too loud, and the story of "righteousness and beheading heavenly gods with a sword" is known to all ghosts and gods.
"Last night, the Guan Chenghuang and General Bietou fought a great battle outside the city, and Prince Xianzhi is about to convene a Wu Lin Assembly aimed at the Eight Ghost Kings of Guai Zi Mountain. Does Zhang Zhang Da Niang know?" she asked.
Widow Huang's eyes lit up, "I don't know, hurry up and tell me in detail."
Xiao Yu didn't know much either, so she could only talk in general terms, and then pulled the unsatisfied Widow Huang to visit Zhang Dajie across the street.
Zhang Dajie's son opened a braised meat shop outside the city, which is relatively far from home, and her son and daughter-in-law are generally not at home.
At this moment, she is sick, and her daughter-in-law, Cai, brought her eldest granddaughter back to look after the old woman at home.
"Big Sister, I just found out you were sick. I didn't bring any gifts, so let me use Daoist health-preserving internal power to help you massage for a while."
Xiao Yu counted as telling a small lie.
Xiao Qiang told her about Zhang Dajie's illness last night.
She rushed over to find the Dog Meat Daoist and forgot.
"Hey, we are all neighbors, seeing each other every day, what gifts to bring—ouch, so comfortable~~"
Before the polite words in Zhang Dajie's mouth were finished, she shouted at the top of her lungs.
She was already sick, and saw a ghost last night, so her face was very pale, her eyes had no luster, and her voice was filled with weakness and fatigue.
Now her shouting was filled with a vigorous vitality.
Her daughter-in-law, Cai, was outside making tea for guests. Hearing the shouting, she hurriedly poked her head into the door curtain and asked suspiciously: "Mother-in-law, are you in great pain?"
She saw her mother-in-law lying on the bed on her side, and that Little Fengxian seemed to be rubbing her neck.
"I~~ ouch, ouch~~ so comfortable~~~ Daughter-in-law, I'm not in pain, I'm~~ ouch, comfortable, too comfortable, like eating the Queen Mother's immortal peach, about to fly!"
Cai was surprised to see her mother-in-law shouting, and the pallor on her face disappeared, gradually becoming ruddy, and even glowing with health.
"Little Fengxian, what internal power did you practice? It's too powerful," Zhang Dajie groaned.
She didn't say Xiao Yu's technique was powerful or her medical skills were brilliant.
Because she had been to Bao'an Hall, and the Divine Physician Min had prescribed medicine for her himself.
"Isn't what Little Fengxian practices Xiong Long Gong?" Widow Huang blurted out, her expression a bit suspicious.
"My internal power is indeed a bit special, but it's more about technique," Xiao Yu smiled.
Her "Taiji Changchun Gong" is indeed purer and more profound than Xiong Long Gong, but it is ultimately not internal Qi specifically for healing injuries.
The key is Pure Yang Sword Qi!
The Fengshen Bang military evil energy that has not been purified affects a person's reason and erodes a person's body.
It harms others and oneself.
After being purified into Pure Yang, it merges into internal Qi and becomes "Pure Yang Sword Qi," even if it is not as good as the "Pure Yang Immortal Qi" of a Pure Yang True Immortal, at least it is stained with a bit of Pure Yang intent.
If the soul is Pure Yang, the soul ascends; if the body is Pure Yang, the physical body becomes a saint.
Zhang Dajie felt as comfortable as if she had eaten the Queen Mother's flat peach!
"Little Fengxian, what technique is this? The medicine prescribed by Divine Physician Min is not as effective as your internal power massage," Zhang Dajie said lazily.
"Even without my internal power, Divine Physician Min's technique is definitely more brilliant than mine, but there are so many people seeing a doctor that he can't take care of them all," Xiao Yu said.
Besides Pure Yang Sword Qi, she also used medical arts: balancing and strengthening Zhang Dajie's Yin-Yang and Five Elements Qi with Pure Yang Sword Qi.
"You were learning medical skills from Divine Physician Min before, why don't you go to Bao'an Hall now? With your technique, it's not impossible to become a 'Divine Physician Yu' in three to five years," Zhang Dajie said.
—Sigh, I'm afraid of bringing disaster to Bao'an Hall!
Medical arts can deceive ordinary people, but they definitely can't deceive the gods of the Tiangong. Let's wait and see for a while!
Xiao Yu sighed inwardly, smiled on the surface and said: "If I hadn't met Killing Killing Ge Qing, I would still be running to Bao'an Hall every day."
"Now Killing Killing Ge Qing's case is closed, but it hasn't been long, and I haven't settled down completely."
After chatting for a few more sentences, Xiao Yu suddenly remembered that the dog said Cui'er of the Wang family was getting married, so she asked: "I heard that Sister Cui'er's happy event is near, what's going on?"
"You don't know yet?" Zhang Dajie was a bit surprised and said: "When the old mistress of the Wang family passed away, she was very worried about Squire Wang and insisted that he promise to take Cui'er as a concubine one month after her burial.
From now on, let Cui'er take her place in taking care of the old gentleman."
"How old is Squire Wang, and Sister Cui'er is not even twenty!" Xiao Yu frowned.
Widow Huang sighed: "Squire Wang said the same thing; he didn't want to take a concubine at all.
Although we weren't on the scene at the time, the Wang family's maids and old women all saw and heard it.
The old mistress was just worried about him and wanted to find a good home for Cui'er."
Speaking of this, she turned her head and glanced outside the door, lowered her voice and said: "It's no wonder the old mistress didn't leave in peace. Everyone knows why she died of illness.
I'm not saying that the Nie sister (the eldest daughter-in-law of the Wang family) is unfilial, but the old mistress must have thought so in her heart.
The Zhang sister (the second daughter-in-law of the Wang family) probably also lost the old mistress's trust.
After all, on that day, the Nie sister hid in her own small courtyard and whispered, while the Zhang sister complained in front of her mother-in-law.
There are only these two daughters-in-law in the family; can they count on them to be filial to their father-in-law in the future?"
Zhang Dajie frowned and said: "Don't guess blindly, how could the old mistress have such thoughts?
She purely saw that Squire Wang was all alone and pitiful, and wanted to find a companion for him."
Then she looked at Xiao Yu again and said: "Being a concubine for Squire Wang is definitely not a great blessing.
But Squire Wang is a kind person, and the two young masters of the Wang family are also well-read and reasonable.
Even after Squire Wang passes away, the Wang family will not lack Cui'er's food and clothing."
—But a person lives a lifetime and cannot just be satisfied with having enough food and clothing!
Xiao Yu felt very unfair for the kind and simple Cui'er and had a very bad impression of the dead old mistress.
"Woof woof woof~~" Just after leaving Zhang Dajie's house, Xiao Qiang leaned over with its tongue out.
"Master, why didn't you call me when you came back? I've been waiting for you!"
"What are you waiting for me for?"
"I have new news about the hanging ghost last night..."
It barked and repeated Widow Huang's words roughly.
"I already know, you go back," she walked to the entrance of Soy Sauce Alley, having long passed the back door of the Red Sleeve Workshop.
"Master, take me to Tianbao Residence, I'll help Miss Shao Yao guard the main gate," Xiao Qiang begged.
Xiao Yu sighed: "Tianbao Residence is not our home, and I am just a guest..."
Speaking of this, she suddenly stopped her steps and muttered: "Although it has nothing to do with me, I still have to go see her, otherwise my thoughts won't be clear!"
"See who?" The dog was confused.
"Don't worry about me!"
Xiao Yu did what she wanted, found a street corner that no one noticed, jumped up, and landed on the wall.
"Yin Ghost Sword Escape Technique!"
Her body dived into the ghost path, leaving only a gray shadow, jumping quickly on the roof.
In a few breaths, she had come from the north entrance of Soy Sauce Alley to the Wang family residence at the very end of the alley.
"Eh, what's the situation?"
Just as she jumped into mid-air and was about to land on the Wang family's courtyard wall, a piece of brilliant golden light bloomed before her eyes, and a force of extreme purity and rigidity hit her body, as if she had actively hit a hard wall.
"Thump!"
She was actually bounced seven or eight meters away and fell heavily back into the courtyard of Wu Xiaojing Pavilion.
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