Fox Demon: Starts with Lu Zu template

"However, considering the friendship between Brother Shouzhu and I over the years, it's just a letter, which is a small matter for me."

Upon hearing this, Steward Fei smiled and said, "Then I would like to thank the Emperor in advance."

"Haha, you and I are of the same generation, and we have known each other for many years. Why do you have to be so polite?"

Butler Fei responded repeatedly: "The Emperor is right, but I seem to be a bit unfamiliar."

Wang Xianzhi suddenly stood up and walked to the desk, starting to write with his brush.

After a moment, he handed a letter with wet ink to Butler Fei: "Here, take it. Let me tell you in advance, although I have written the letter, whether Wudang accepts it or not depends on that kid's luck."

"After all, I can't guarantee the quality of this thing!"

Steward Fei was overjoyed and carefully put the letter away. "Thank you, Emperor Wu! The master also said..."

"Anything else?" Wang Xianzhi raised his eyebrows.

"No, but the master asked me to give you this letter before I leave."

Butler Fei took out a letter, handed it to Wang Xianzhi and left.

Wang Xianzhi took the envelope and felt confused.

This is a romantic story! You write me a letter, and I write one back...

After opening the envelope, Wang Xianzhi began to read the contents.

This letter records in detail everything that Wang Quan Shouzhuo and the Taoist League leaders saw in Tushan.

Among them are the details of how Li Chungang died, the appearance of a mysterious person, and the news of a riot in Wudang at the time...

And finally explained why he was explaining all this to Wang Xianzhi now.

First, he didn't know whether Wang Xianzhi would believe these things.

Secondly, Wang Quan Shouzhuo feels that his health is getting worse day by day, and he only hopes that Wang Xianzhi can help if the Taoist Alliance is in trouble in the future!

Chapter 138: Encountering the "nieces" by chance, rescued!

The wind in the border town carried with it damp moisture, causing the lanterns in front of the inn to sway continuously.

Yang Jian leaned on the railing on the second floor, tapping the railing lightly with his fingertips.

He finally found this run-down town based on the plot of the original novel.

Then he had been waiting in the inn for a whole day.

If nothing unexpected happens, the Dongfang Huaizhu sisters should be here by now.

The noise downstairs suddenly broke the tranquility of the evening.

"Monster! It must be a monster!" a rough male voice shouted, "Where in the wild mountains did this lady come from?"

Yang Jian frowned, opened the window and looked down.

At the entrance of the inn, two girls and a servant were being held at sword point by a man.

The leading girl was dressed in green, holding a green bamboo flute, and was protecting her younger sister behind her.

Her eyebrows and eyes are picturesque, with a dot of cinnabar on her forehead. It is Dongfang Huaizhu!

"Sir, we are just passing by..." Dongfang Huaizhu's voice was as cold as a spring, but it could not hide a hint of anger.

After all, someone was pointing a sword at him indiscriminately. Anyone would probably be angry.

"Stop talking nonsense!" The man with the sword was Shi Tang in the original novel.

The tip of the sword pointed directly at the throats of Dongfang Huaizhu and the other servants. "There have been monsters rampant here recently. You can come in, but either let us verify your identity or take my sword..."

Seeing this, Yang Jian jumped down immediately.

If it were someone else, he might have planned to watch the show first.

But after all, this is the descendant of an old friend, so he doesn't intend to sit idly by.

In terms of seniority, he should be considered the uncle of the Dongfang Huaizhu and her sisters!

"Zheng!"

A silver light flashed, and Shi Tang's sword suddenly flew out of his hand, nailing it to the door frame with a "dong" sound, and the hilt was still trembling.

"I say, as a grown man, do you have any shame in bullying two girls?" A clear voice came from the side.

Everyone looked up and saw a young man in a white robe stepping down into the air.

The most eye-catching thing is the faint silver line between his eyebrows.

Shi Tang's face turned pale: "Who the hell do you think you are? How dare you interfere..."

He suddenly choked in the middle of his words.

Yang Jian's eyes were as cold as ice. Just a glance at him made him feel like he was falling into an ice cave, and even breathing became difficult.

"Brother, is this from the Yang family?"

At the critical moment, a man in red with a flame mark on his forehead walked over quickly. It was Chi Huo.

Yang Jian nodded upon hearing this.

"I am Chi Huo from the Chi family."

He bowed and said sincerely, "There's been a demonic activity around here lately, and we're here to get rid of it. But it was my friend who was rude to the two girls.

Please don't bother with him!"

Yang Jian withdrew his gaze and sighed inwardly.

Although these two people were somewhat arrogant in the original novel, they later became pillars of the Taoist Alliance, especially Chi Huo.

After the top genius of the generation of the Taoist Alliance, the Masked Group, died outside the circle, he and Shi Tang both became the backbone of the Taoist Alliance. They even later devoted themselves to cultivating younger talents and provided vital forces for the Taoist Alliance.

"I see." Yang Jian walked down the stairs. "But I can also guarantee that these two girls are definitely not monsters."

Seeing this, Shi Tang naturally didn't dare to say anything more. After all, judging from the situation just now, he was no match for Yang Jian.

Ximen Chuisha, the white-robed scholar who always waved a fan, also tried to smooth things over: "Since this young man is guaranteeing it, it must be right."

However, Yang Jian didn't have much good feelings towards this man. After all, he was going to kill his "niece" in the future!

The storm subsided temporarily and people entered the inn one after another.

Yang Jian naturally sat at the same table with the Dongfang sisters.

"Thank you for your help." Dongfang Huaizhu bowed gracefully, his manners dignified and generous.

Dongfang Qinlan behind her looked at Yang Jian curiously, especially the silver line between his eyebrows.

"It's just a piece of cake." Yang Jian waved his hand and almost blurted out, "Besides, your father and I have a long history."

Fortunately, he stopped himself in time and changed his words: "Besides, you and I..."

"What happened between you and me?" Dongfang Huaizhu keenly caught his hesitation to speak.

Yang Jian coughed lightly and changed the subject: "Miss Dongfang, do you still remember that we met at the Blue Sky Conference many years ago?"

Dongfang Huaizhu opened her beautiful eyes slightly and looked at Yang Jian's face carefully.

Suddenly, memories came flooding back like a tide—the boy with silver streaks at the Blue Sky Conference!

"You are from the Yang family..."

"That's right." Yang Jian smiled and nodded, "My name is Yang Jian, and the current head of the Yang family is my grandfather."

Dongfang Qinlan suddenly interrupted: "Since you said you are from the Yang family, why don't you have the third eye?"

"Qin Lan!" Dongfang Huaizhu scolded his sister for her rudeness, but when he turned to Yang Jian, he did not hide his curiosity, "I'm sorry, Master Yang, my sister..."

"No problem." Yang Jian answered lightly.

"Of course I have a third eye, but it's closed now. I only open it when I need it."

After hearing this, the two sisters felt as if they had seen a new world, because in their understanding, the Yang family's third eye would not close automatically like Yang Jian's.

"I don't know why you two are here."

Dongfang Huaizhu thought for a moment and said, "Young Master Yang also knows the identities of us two sisters. We actually came here to collect herbs for our father..."

Upon hearing this, Yang Jian's eyes dimmed, and a hint of murderous intent flashed in them.

"I see."

"Then I wonder why Young Master Yang is here?"

His eyes swept over the three people, Chi Huo, who were standing in the corner of the inn. "Well, I came here to find someone and see what the so-called 'demon disturbance' is all about."

As he was speaking, the door of the inn was suddenly blown open by a strong wind.

A fishy smell hit me in the face, and the door was covered by thick fog without me noticing.

A rustling sound came from the fog, as if countless arthropods were crawling.

"Not good!" Chi Huo stood up suddenly, and the flame mark on his forehead lit up.

Shi Tang drew out his spare sword, and a spell appeared on Ximen Chuisha's folding fan.

Dongfang Huaizhu protected his sister behind him, holding the bamboo flute across his chest.

Yang Jian remained seated and even poured himself a cup of tea.

He had sensed from a hundred miles away that this so-called "monster" was actually the Poison Master.

However, he did not intend to take action, because only in this way could Dongfang Huaizhu meet Wang Quanbaye, and Wang Quanfu and Wang Gong could be born.

Moreover, as an "uncle", he still approves of the fate between the two.

It’s definitely not that he wants to experience the joy of pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger, absolutely not!

At this time, countless spiders have broken through the fog and entered!

Attacking towards everyone.

Shi Tang shouted loudly, and the sword light flashed like a waterfall, instantly splitting the entire inn in half.

Seeing this, everyone flew into the air.

Yang Jian was holding Dongfang Qinlan in his hand, while Dongfang Huaizhu was carrying the innkeeper.

But the spiders would not stop and came in groups.

Chapter 139 Rescued!

Seeing this, Chi Huo formed seals with his hands and roared like a fire dragon, but unfortunately his ordinary fire didn't seem to cause much damage to these spiders.

Ximen Chuisha fanned a strong wind, blowing the poisonous fog back.

Just when the battle was at a stalemate, a figure appeared.

It was Master Du, the man behind the monsters causing trouble in this area.

"interesting."

As he said this, he opened his clothes.

Then countless eyes appeared on his body, and golden light shot out from them, making it impossible for everyone to open their eyes.

And our clever Master Ximen fanned himself frantically in panic.

A gust of wind blew Dongfang Huaizhu away, and Yang Jian and others were all captured.

When the strong wind suddenly stopped, Yang Jian and others came to another place.

At this time, Dongfang Qinlan was still in a coma, while Yang Jian was releasing his own perception.

Now they are in the southern territory.

In the original novel, the Poison Master captured countless humans to do hard labor, just to build a Star-Picking Tower to please his wife...

Water droplets seeped from the damp rock walls, and the air was filled with a pungent smell of decay and sulfur.

He moved his wrist slightly, and the black iron shackles made a dull clinking sound - of course, this was just an act.

If he wanted to, he could break free from this seemingly solid bondage at any time.

"Hmm..."