Pick up a god to cultivate immortality

"My Taoist friend is extraordinary and certainly not an ordinary person. The old Taoist is a fortune teller and feng shui expert. I encountered some strange things in Wangjia Village a few days ago. I think they may be related to what the Taoist friend is looking for. I wonder if I can listen to the old Taoist?"

This time Xuan Yi finally looked at the old Taoist priest seriously, "Do you know what I'm looking for?"

The old Taoist chuckled, "Although my fellow Taoist is no better than ordinary people, my practice is hindered. It must be that my soul has been injured..."

Under the silver fox mask, the man narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at the old Taoist priest in front of him. After a long time, he uttered a few words, "Is he an enemy or a friend?"

"If you want to find the fragments of the soul, you can follow the marks on this map." The old Taoist priest did not answer his question, but took out a piece of parchment from his arms and handed it to him.

Xuan Yi took the parchment and spread it out in his hands to look at it. He frowned when he saw "Ghost Market" written on the paper where the fragments of the soul were drawn.

"The Wangjiacun you are talking about is Yecheng, not far from the ghost market?"

"That's right. The old Taoist stayed in Wangjiacun for some time before, but unexpectedly encountered zombies. The old Taoist reluctantly suppressed them with magic talismans. However, the old Taoist felt that the zombies in Wangjiacun seemed to be related to the ghost market. The old Taoist was just an ordinary person. So I just hope that fellow Taoists can help me, and I can get my things back, killing two birds with one stone!"

Xuan Yi raised his eyebrows, just helping?

Could it be that fragments of his soul appeared in the ghost market?

Seeing that Xuan Yi was lost in thought, the old Taoist priest smiled and said, "It would be best if fellow Taoist can help. If fellow Taoist is not able to help, then everyone in Wangjia Village will have their own destiny. Little fellow Taoist, please help yourself. Old Taoist takes his leave!" After saying that, the old Taoist priest slowly left.

"Taoist, go slowly."

Xuan Yi thought for a while, no matter what this person said was true or false, even if it was a trap, as long as there was a fragment of his soul, he had to leave this time.

At night, a man wearing a silver fox mask very politely stripped the seventh prince Xuanyuan Liang naked, tied him naked to the tower, and stuffed his mouth with a woman's bellyband.

After doing all this, the Heavenly Emperor was in a great mood and said to himself, "When I ask you to compete in martial arts, you always stare at Luo Qingyan lustfully!" This time I will hang you up for all the women in the city to see!

Alas, I was so kind that I didn’t dig out his eyes and step on him to play with him. Well, I was indeed too kind.

The Emperor of Heaven was delighted.

So, the poor seventh prince Xuanyuan Liang was hung like this on the tower all night, and he only had one breath left.

Early the next morning, two patrolling soldiers found a man hanging naked on the tower.

The soldiers thought that some thief had been caught and hung on the tower to vent their anger. So the two patrolling soldiers cursed and put Xuanyuan Liang down.

When Xuanyuan Liang took off the bellyband from his mouth, he realized that the naked little thief in front of him was actually the seventh prince. The two soldiers were so frightened that they went to the imperial doctor.

Then, Xuanyuan Liang became completely famous in the capital.

The seventh prince had a habit of bullying good women, and was hung up on a city tower by a knight in anger as a warning to the wrongdoers.

The seventh prince had an affair with a married woman, but he couldn't love him. He wanted to commit suicide, but he didn't want to be saved by a knight. In order to encourage him to live, the knight hung him on the tower to keep him awake...