Huashan Zhangmen Road

Chapter 166 Seeing Metaplasia Again
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The Sky Crane pierced the sky and landed on the square in front of the Yamen of the Underworld of Linqing Prefecture.

The two servants standing at the entrance of the government office saw Tianxinghe and ran over in a hurry. The older servant on the left said flatteringly, "Shangxian, but I have to guard the spirit beast, my little one." I can help you keep an eye on the spirit beasts, and there will be absolutely nothing wrong with it, our master Futai has also explained that we must help you look after the spirit beasts..."

"Hu San, what are you talking about? If the yamen servant doesn't do his job well, how can he help people look after the spiritual beasts." Yan Feng jumped off the Tianxing Crane and said with a look of disdain. Looking at Yan Feng's expression, he seemed to be the same as the yamen servant. know.

The old yamen servant was talking happily at first, when he heard Yan Feng's words, he couldn't help but raised his lowered head for a look, and when he saw Yan Feng clearly, he immediately said with a smile on his face, "Master Yan, why are you so old? Kong is back, not to mention that you have already worshiped Huashan, have you become a big man on Huashan, how can you be empty?"

Yan Feng raised his foot and kicked it, and said with a smile, "You Hu San, what kind of big shot on Mount Hua is Yan Feng? , my junior brother also came down the mountain together."

Xiao San'er jumped off the Sky Walking Crane, and smiled at Hu San, but after this smile, the red color that had calmed down slightly covered his face again, this boy's temperament was too introverted and sensitive.

Hu San glanced at the red-faced mistress, frowned involuntarily, pulled away from Yan Feng for a few steps, and said hesitantly, "Master Yan, is that red-faced mistress really your junior brother?"

Yan Feng threw Hu San away and tugged on his arm. He let out a "scoff" in his nose and said impatiently, "I say Hu San, if you fart, hurry up. Xiao San'er is my junior brother, then he is my junior brother." , why am I, Yan Feng, fooling you?"

Hu San glanced at the people who had gathered around to watch the Skywalking Crane, and waved away impatiently, "Get out, get out, get out, it's all right, get out of here quickly, and offend the Shangxian, you bastards are responsible Hurry up, get out of here, or I will arrest you and put you in the government prison."

When the crowd that gradually gathered around heard Hu San's scolding, they let out a "boom" and dispersed. The ordinary people respected the monks, but they could not avoid the prison disaster that Hu San said.

Hu San saw that the crowd around him had dispersed, and then he glanced at Xiao San'er in the distance. He lowered his head and spoke to Yan Feng in a low voice, "Master Yan, doesn't Xiao San'er have a girl? She is Xiao Si. We usually call her Xiao San'er. The girl who is looking after Xiao Si is attracted by a noble man, and Xiao Si'er refuses to obey. However, although the noble man's background is not older than yours in the Xianmen Huashan, he is somewhat extraordinary, and Mr. Futai does not dare to stop him..."

Yan Feng frowned, and a little anger rose in his heart. That bastard from the sect dared to provoke my junior brother's sister. When I, Yan Feng, was a talisman apprentice in Linqing Mansion, no one dared to provoke me Yan Feng's servant has not been in Linqing Mansion for a few days. Could it be that Linqing Mansion has changed?

"That sect, Hu San?" Yan Feng asked with a cold face and a chilling tone.

"Shangxian, Shangxian, I have seen the Shangxian, um, this little Shangxian, I think I have seen you there." Linqing Mansion held the official robe and trotted from the mansion. Yanei ran out, arrived at the square, saluted Jiang Yan and Yun Ying, and spoke respectfully.Futai saw the cloud shadow following a small white dog at his feet. He seemed to be thinking of an acquaintance and couldn't help but hold his forehead and think carefully.

Jiang Yan held Yun Ying's little hand and said to Futai, who was holding his forehead in deep thought, "Master Futai, Jiang is here to do some things. Please send someone to help me take care of the spirit beast and don't let anyone else get close." .”

Lord Futai hurriedly bowed and saluted Jiang Yan, "I understand, I understand."

Seeing Jiang Yan turn around, Mr. Futai patted his forehead and thought carefully. Jiang, a fairy named Jiang, glanced at Hu San who was watching Yan Feng leave, frowned and asked Hu San, "Hu San, come here , Those immortals are from that immortal sect, are they from Huashan? Such a big deal, if they are not immortals from Huashan, I will get them some small shoes to wear."

Hu San ran over and said with a look of fear, "My lord, my lord, please don't mess around. He is an immortal from Huashan Mountain, a respectable person. He was also very famous in our Linqing Mansion before. The character, Master Yan Feng, do you still remember it, sir?"

Hu San said respectfully, but in his heart he looked down on this mansion. He said it was good, and it was good for people to wear shoes, but even if he was not a Huashan fairy, he wouldn't scare you, old fellow.

"Master Yan? It's the Huashan Immortal who was the same generation as the national teacher of the Wulong Empire. My God, that is the same generation as Mr. Ning Qianda, the national teacher of the Huashan Empire. You bastard Hu San, why didn't you remind me just now?" I’m going to see Master Yan, you bastard!”

Master Futai looked like he had missed out on the noble man, kicked Hu San on the butt, and said angrily, "Don't you want to be the third class yamen servant anymore! Oh, no, Master Yan and Mr. Ning Qian Master seems to be the head of the Immortal Sect..."

Hu San, a small government official, knew all about the monk sects like Huashan and Jinyan Sect. He knew that Master Yan was the same generation as Ning Qian, and that Sun Yang and Yan Feng were different masters. He was kicked twice by Mr. Futai. , Hu San had no choice but to stand next to him.
Hu San glanced at Jiang Yan and his party who were going away, and felt a little puzzled. The master of the Futai said that Master Yan is a great person, so what kind of person is Master Yan? By the way, there seems to be Master Yan Shishu, it seems that he called the little girl Shishu?

"Master Yan, little girl? Why does the little girl look so familiar?" Master Futai looked at Jiang Yan and his group who were walking away, frowning in thought.

"That girl seems to be Master Yan's uncle, my lord." Seeing that Master Futai frowned, afraid of being kicked again, Hu San covered his buttocks, turned sideways, and said to Futai with a flattering expression on his face.

Mr. Futai frowned and stretched out his foot to kick Hu San again, but this time because Hu San turned sideways, he missed the kick and said with a smile, "You idiot, such a little girl." "Son, how could it be Master Yan's uncle? If you say it's Master Yan's nephew, I might still believe it. Hu San, you bastard, you're here to fool me again..."

"Immortal Master Yunying!"

Mr. Futai suddenly lengthened his voice and screamed. The voice was quite sharp, and Hu San was so frightened that he jumped back a long way.

Mr. Futai suddenly put his hands behind his back, walked in place a few times, then stamped his feet on the ground suddenly, and said decisively, "Yes, it should be Master Yunying, one of the tallest immortals in Huashan. I can’t blame him for looking familiar, I saw Immortal Master Yunying from a distance a few times when I was at the Juxian Hall in Dongmu Mountain."

"No, I'm going to report this matter to the imperial court, Hu San, hurry up, I need to hurry up to [-] miles, you go to inform the messenger, wait here, I will write the memorial immediately, I can't wait for a moment, hurry up .”

Lord Futai ordered Hu San, and he ran into the Futai at a trot, talking as he ran.

"Immortal Master Yunying, the one who can hold the hand of Immortal Master Yunying must be one of the few immortal masters. Maybe the head of the Immortal Sect will come in person." While running, Futai thought proudly , Report this matter to the higher authorities, if the imperial court gets any benefit from this, maybe this mansion of my own will be moved again.

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A few people from Huashan came all the way along the official road of Linqing Mansion, but the buildings on both sides of the road were getting worse and worse. Fengyuechang was full of tiles and fences, and after walking through a row of dilapidated gray mud walls, we finally arrived at the area where Xiao San'er's house was.

Xiao San'er's family background is quite poor. Although Xiao San'er is a Huashan disciple, Huashan disciples do not pay silver taels, only elixirs and spiritual weapons. If they take these spiritual weapons, they can exchange a lot of silver taels to settle down. But look With Xiao San'er's temperament, this road is probably blocked, so Jiang Yan is not surprised that Xiao San'er lives here.

Bend down an alley from the wide official road of Linqing Mansion, and finally arrived at the alley where Xiaosan'er's house is located. Seeing one of the many small courtyards hidden among the dry tree trunks in the distance, Xiaosan'er looked at Jiang Yan excitedly. , "Master, my disciple's home is over there."

Jiang Yan ignored Xiao San'er's red face, and frowned slightly. Why are there so many people gathered in front of Xiao San'er's house at this time of year, and in this alley, there are still people in twos and threes gathered together, facing the distance My little San'er's family pointed and pointed.

"Master, someone is making trouble at junior brother's house and wants to rob junior brother's sister. The yamen officer didn't tell him just now, and the disciple doesn't know which sect it is." Yan Feng saw Jiang Yan standing at the entrance of the alley and pointed at Xiao San'er. I looked in the direction and saw that the situation was not quite right. Thinking of what the yamen servant Hu San had just said, I couldn't help but report it to Jiang Yan.

When Xiao San'er heard this, his body suddenly froze, and the color on his red face suddenly turned dark. Without saying a word, his figure flashed and rushed towards his courtyard.

Jiang Yan frowned, he didn't expect such an appearance, as soon as his figure moved, he was about to walk into the alley, when a warm voice suddenly sounded beside his ears.

"Householder, long time no see. How are you?"

A gentle voice suddenly came from behind Jiang Yan. Jiang Yan turned around and saw Monk Wukong from Huasheng Temple with a warm face. Monk Wukong, with his single embroidery fluttering, raised his palms to Jiang Yan as a gesture of courtesy. Said.

"Little monk Kongse, why are you here? Where is your uncle? I haven't seen him for a long time. He has gone to our Huashan Mountain?" Yun Ying pulled Jiang Yan's big hand, looked up at her pink and jade-carved little face, and stared at her with big bright eyes. asked the one-armed monk Wukong.

Jiang Yan gestured to Yan Feng behind him and told him to catch up with Xiao San'er. Xiao San'er had a dull temper. If he made a disagreement and caused trouble, it would be a bit unstable.

Yan Feng got the hint from the master, and his figure flashed, and he chased after Xiao San'er.

(End of this chapter)