The Chronicles of Longevity on Liaozhai Road

At this time, Yang Heng had already seen the bright lights on this side in the room next to him, and he knew that Yan Shi had given him the signal that the Wutongshen had come.

Originally, Yang Heng was about to kick the door out, but suddenly found that there were three candles lit under the curtain, which made Yang Heng a little dazed.

Just now he made an appointment with Yan Shi, if the Wutongshen came, he would light a candle as a signal to him, why are three candles lit on the window now?

However, since Yang Heng became a god, his mind has become much more flexible than before, and he immediately understood Yan's meaning as soon as he changed his mind.

Isn't there only one Wutongshen in the room, and there are other monsters?

After Yang Heng thought of this, he didn't dare to act rashly.

This is because Yang Heng is also afraid of the strength of the Wutong God, thinking that when he first came to this foreign world, the Wutong God can be said to have great supernatural powers.

If it weren't for Yang Heng's luck, he might not be alive now.

In fact, Yang Heng was a little underestimating himself. Back then, he was just a newcomer, a fake Taoist priest who didn't even have a trace of mana.

But now he has cultivated into a golden elixir, and he is about to become a true cultivator of an earth immortal.

However, Yang Heng silently returned to the room out of safety considerations.

He thought that if he went in now and the three monsters attacked together, even if he could defeat them, he might not be able to catch one of them.

It's better to wait for a while to see if the other two monsters will leave in the middle, and then I only need to deal with one, and I can be safe.

Yan Shi didn't know Yang Heng's thoughts, she sat beside the Wutong God, her mind kept turning, and reluctantly served the Wutong God, so that she didn't suspect him.

They drank the wine until midnight, when the two guests stood up together and said: "Today, Shiro entertained us because of the beauty, so we should tell Erlang and Goro, and everyone pooled money to buy wine to celebrate."

After it was over, the two of them clasped their hands together and said, "I won't disturb the fourth brother's meeting with the beauty today."

After finishing speaking, the two of them took their leave and left, and only then did Yan Shi breathe a sigh of relief.

The Wutong God kept sending the two young people out of the gate, then turned around to close the door of the house, came to Yan Shi, and was about to enter the bedroom with her in his arms.

Seeing this scene, Yan Shi felt very anxious, but she managed to calm down, turned her eyes and thought of a way, and then said with a smile: "Since we are going to rest, the light is too bright, why don't I go to two candles. "

The Wutongshen smiled, touched Yan's face and said: "The beauty is shy."

Yan Shi also pretended to be shy, lowered her head, and said nothing.

"Okay, since the beauty insists on this, let's go to two candles."

Yan Shi was overjoyed when he heard this, raised his head and smiled at Wutong God, then got rid of Wutong God's arm and walked towards the window.

Once at the window, the color gently blew out the two candles on the windowsill, where now only one candle was burning, flickering dimly.

Yang Heng had been watching this room from the next hut, and suddenly saw the candle outside dimmed, and immediately knew that this was a signal from Yan Shi, that the other two monsters should have left, since this is the case , then the opportunity must not be wasted any longer.

So Yang Heng rushed out of the house, came to Yan Shi's bedroom in three steps, and kicked the door open with his foot.

With a bang, the entire door was kicked down by Yang Heng.

Such a big movement immediately startled Wutongshen in the bedroom.

He turned his head and saw a Taoist priest standing at the door, entering the room aggressively.

There is still something I don't understand at this time, it must be the owner of this house, who invited a Taoist priest to surrender himself.

However, relying on his own practice for many years, and the supernatural power of incense and fire, the Wutongshen was not afraid, but pointed at Yang Heng with the folding fan in his hand with a smile and said: "Where is the little Taoist priest? Go out, if you dare to disturb Grandpa again, I will let you drink tea with Lord Yan."

Regarding Wutongshen's provocation, Yang Heng ignored it, and raised his right hand directly, and slapped the Wutongshen several times.

Wutongshen didn't expect that the Taoist priest on the opposite side turned out to be a real cultivator, and also mastered the thunder method, so he was caught off guard by the three palm thunders.

There was only a flash of light, and when it was dimmed, the Wutong God had turned into a donkey-headed human body.

Yan Shi, who was next to him, saw the Wutong God's change of appearance, and was so frightened that he couldn't stand still and fell to the ground.

And Yang Heng saw that he showed his original shape, and laughed.

"I turned out to be a monster. It turned out to be a donkey."

Chapter 335 Probing

Wutongshen, who had turned into a donkey, was completely annoyed. He let out a strange cry, and then yellow smoke began to rise from his body.

Fearing that the yellow smoke was poisonous, Yang Heng hurriedly dragged Yan Shi out of the room and into the yard.

But he waited for a long time but still didn't see the Wutong God running out of the house. Yang Heng was stunned for a moment, and then immediately understood that this monster probably knew that he was not his opponent, so he used a trick to escape.

After thinking of this, Yang Heng didn't dare to be negligent, and re-entered the room. With a wave of his sleeves, a gust of breeze came out from his sleeves, quickly dispelling all the yellow smoke in the fog.

After the smoke cleared, there was no shadow of the Wutong God in the room.

It seems that Wutongshen escaped as Yang Heng thought.

This situation is not good, if after I left, the Wutong God came to take revenge on the people of this family, wouldn't I cause trouble for this family?

The inner courtyard was in such a mess that noises were soon heard outside, at this time Zhao Hong had already rushed into the inner courtyard with a few servants.

When he came to the yard, what he saw was his wife, unkempt and unsteady, as if she had been greatly frightened.

Zhao Hong hurried forward to support his wife, and then asked in a low voice, "How is it? Has the monster come down?"

"Escaped, the monster escaped."

Now Yan Shi is still not fully awake, after listening to her husband's questioning, she just said these words over and over again.

Seeing Yan Shi's appearance, Zhao Hong knew that she was a little confused, so he hurriedly waved his hand, and two strong women came forward to support Yan Shi, and then went to rest in another yard.

At this time, Yang Heng also came out of Yan's bedroom, so Zhao Hong hurried forward and asked, "Master Daoist, what's the specific situation?"

"Sigh, Pindao thought that Wutongshen had some abilities and would fight me. I didn't expect him to be so timid. He escaped with a little bit of frustration."

Zhao Hong became a little anxious when he heard this. The Taoist priest is not afraid of the Wutong God, but they are just ordinary people. What if the Wutong God comes to take revenge on them again?

So Zhao Hong grabbed Yang Heng's sleeve and said pleadingly, "Please stay at my house for a few more days, the Taoist priest, and leave soon after the Wutongshen is resolved."

Yang Heng gently got rid of Zhao Hong's hand, and then said softly, "Don't worry about the benefactor, unless the Wutong God solves the benefactor's future troubles, the poor will not leave."

Only then did Zhao Hong heave a sigh of relief, and then said embarrassingly: "I was rude just now, don't be offended by the Taoist priest."

Then Zhao Hong took Yang Heng to a small courtyard next to him, temporarily settled Yang Heng here, and let him rest for another night.

The next day, Zhao Hong came to Yang Heng's yard early, and he didn't knock on the door, but just stood there respectfully, until Yang Heng got up and opened the door to find him.

"Benefactor Zhao, when did you come? Why didn't you knock on the door and call me?"

"Don't dare to disturb the Taoist chief's rest, it doesn't matter if I wait for a while."

Seeing such respect from the other party, Yang Heng also felt joy in his heart.

Then Yang Heng brought Zhao Hong to his room with a big smile on his face, and asked him to sit down, after which the maidservant would naturally bring the fragrant tea.

After Zhao Hong took a sip of tea, he asked cautiously, "Master Taoist, how should we solve what happened yesterday?"

"The benefactor doesn't have to worry, Pindao already has a perfect plan, and he will definitely make these monsters bow their heads."

"I also ask the Taoist priest to clarify."

Yang Heng took a sip of tea, and then said reservedly: "It's nothing, the donkey spirit who left yesterday must have left something in the house, I will use this to make his soul, when the time comes Other monsters will definitely not give up just like that, as long as other monsters dare to take this soul, I can catch them all."

Zhao Hong thought for a while after listening, Yang Heng's method can be implemented, but there is a problem, if these monsters are not as affectionate as Yang Heng thinks, there may be some twists and turns in the end.

However, Zhao Hong didn't bring it up to Yang Heng in person. He thought he would try Yang Heng's method temporarily. It would be better if it worked out.

So Zhao Hong seemed to be relieved, and said with a smile on his face: "All this will trouble the Taoist priest. I don't know when the Taoist will do it."

Yang Heng looked at Zhao Hong in surprise, just as he said a way, the other party hit the snake with the stick, it seemed that he was really in a hurry.

"Since the benefactor is so anxious, how about this? I will check in the inner room this morning to see what the other party left behind. I will do it this afternoon and try to resolve the matter within three days."

"Okay, thank you, Daoist."

Zhao Hong cheered up immediately, and then he called out again, "Butler Wang, come in."

Following Zhao Hong's yell, a middle-aged man with a goatee walked in.

The middle-aged man entered the room with a flattering smile all over his face.

"Sir, you called me."

Zhao Hong didn't talk to him, just nodded casually, then turned around and said to Yang Heng: "This is my housekeeper. From today on, he will follow the Taoist priest. If the Taoist priest has anything to do, even Command him."

After finishing speaking, Zhao Hong turned his head and said to the steward Wang: "Let's put aside the family affairs. From now on, you will serve Daoist Yang personally. If Daoist Yang has any orders, as long as our family can do it, there must be no shirk."

Butler Wang nodded obediently and said, "Master, I understand, I must not miss anything."

After giving instructions to Steward Wang, Zhao Hong turned his head and bowed his hands to Yang Heng again.

"Master Daoist, I still have something to do in the shop outside, so I won't be with Daoist Master anymore, and I will trouble Master Daoist about family matters."

"The benefactor does not need to be overly modest. Since I have won this business, I will never give up halfway."

Zhao Hong nodded in satisfaction, then got up and left.

Steward Wang also straightened up when his master left, and the humble expression just now disappeared.

However, he still had some good eyesight, and he didn't dare to trouble Yang Heng. He just sat firmly on Zhao Hong's seat just now, and said to Yang Heng, "Prince Daoist, if you have anything to do, just ask."

When Steward Wang spoke, his tone was very calm, even more dignified than that of Zhao Hong just now.

Yang Heng gave Butler Wang a strange look, thinking in his heart that Butler Wang should not be an ordinary person because of his extraordinary bearing, how could he stay in this small place and be the butler of an ordinary rich man.

But this is someone else's business, and has nothing to do with me, so don't investigate too much.

"Come on, let's go to Madam's bedroom first and see what the monster left behind."

After Yang Heng finished speaking, he stood up first and walked out of the house. Butler Wang also hurriedly followed, and the two of them left the house and walked around to the inner courtyard.

This place is still the same as yesterday, but now it is deserted and deserted, and no one can be seen.

Steward Wang said softly behind Yang Heng: "Except for what happened yesterday, the maids and wives don't dare to stay here anymore."

Yang Heng nodded, and then went straight to Yan's bedroom.

After entering the bedroom, I saw that the room was still the same as yesterday, and the banquet table was still the same as yesterday. It seemed that it was exactly as Wang Steward said, no woman or maid would dare to clean it up.

Yang Heng stood there and used his yin and yang eyes, scanning the entire room back and forth.

Suddenly at the head of the bed in the bedroom, Yang Heng's yin and yang eyes found a place that was emitting green air.

Yang Heng hurried forward and took a closer look. It turned out that there was a long hair on the head of the bed.

Yang Heng gently stretched out his hand, brought the hair in front of his eyes, looked carefully, and then smiled.

"I thought it would take a lot of effort, but I didn't expect this monster to leave a flaw by itself."

In Yang Heng's mind, the Five-Ability God has been in danger for hundreds of years, and he should have some supernatural powers. It should be more difficult for him to find clues when he comes here.

But I didn't expect that there would be the hair of Wutong God in front of this bed.

It is normal for an ordinary person to lose their hair, but for a Wutongshen who has already cultivated into an earth god, this is a very big omission.

Ordinary people may not care, but for those who have achieved success in cultivation, leaving hair is tantamount to leaving a door for opponents to attack themselves.

Steward Wang, who was standing next to him, saw Yang Heng holding a piece of hair with a confident smile all over his face, so he hurried over and said jokingly, "Master Daoist, is this hair the Five-Ability God?"

"It should belong to the monster, otherwise it would not be possible to land on Madam's bed."

When he said this, Yang Heng suddenly realized that he seemed to be talking too much, so he quickly shut up.

Butler Wang didn't seem to understand the meaning of Yang Heng's words, and then asked: "Can that monster be cured with just a small hair?"

Yang Heng replied confidently: "Soul capture is the skill of the poor. Let alone leaving a hair, even the chopsticks he used, the poor can also use this method."

The reason why Yang Heng is so confident is because he has already cultivated the golden core, and he no longer needs to use a certain part of other people's body to cast spells as before.

As long as the current Yang Heng can catch a wisp of the opponent's breath, he can use this breath to hit the opponent's soul.

But if there is a certain part of the opponent's body, such as hair, nails, blood, etc., Yang Heng will be more relaxed.

Next, Yang Heng didn't stay in this room too long. He brought Steward Wang to his own room, picked up his pen and ink, and began to write a list, and then handed it to Steward Wang.

"The things on this list, you go and prepare immediately, and I will open the altar this afternoon."

Steward Wang took the list and brought it up, glanced at it, and nodded.

"Don't worry, Taoist priest, I will definitely find all the things before this afternoon, and there will be no delay."

Chapter 336

After Steward Wang left, Yang Heng sat on the bed alone, staring into the void, wondering what he was thinking.