Daoist, I am not fragrant!

No matter how much Zhong Tang liked to pester Li Bizhi to act coquettishly and seduce him, he would not delay his business at such a time, and the two soon arrived at Zhao Ji's coffin shop.

But they weren't the first to arrive.

The early morning sun shone on the row of golden armored dragon helmets in front of the coffin shop, the bright light almost made Zhong Tang's eyes hurt.

"What are they doing here? Can City Defense also catch monsters?" Zhong Tang leaned on tiptoe and whispered in Li Bizhi's ear.

Li Bizhi shook his head, recalling what the elder brother asked him to tell him that day, the ordinary city defenses would naturally not be able to catch monsters, and they would not dare to surpass the Golden Crow and Taiyuan, but these people wearing dragon helmets were not city guards. Defense, but a group of close guards personally selected by the Holy One. They have not been named yet, but they are only placed in the city defense battalion for training.

As for why they should be involved in this matter... Li Bizhi has some speculations in his mind, but it's not time to say anything yet.

"Let's go in and have a look." Li Bizhi glanced at Zhong Tang's hand holding his sleeve, and walked into the shop with him while talking.

Zhao Ji's coffin shop can be regarded as an old shop in Lin'an City. After three generations of operation by his grandparents, it has become quite large.

As soon as Zhong Tang entered the door, he saw the sandalwood board placed in the middle, he reckoned that such a precious material should be used as a town store, and further inside, there were ordinary coffins made of nanmu fir.

There are no big windows on all sides of the shop, only a few small windows about a foot wide are placed in some inappropriate positions to let in some light, but the whole shop is still very dark.

"Didn't someone say something happened?" After Zhong Tang looked around, he didn't see anything unusual, but felt that the surrounding was dark and quiet, and it was really oppressive and uncomfortable.

"Let's take a look inside." Because the matter happened in a hurry, and the informant didn't explain the details clearly, the two had no choice but to continue walking forward.

They passed through the place where the coffin was placed, and raised a curtain with white letters on a black background. Before entering the inner store, they saw the four or five city guards standing in it.They seemed to be watching something, and beside them was a man in coarse plain clothes, slumped on the ground with a terrified face, Zhong Tang guessed that he should be the coffin shop's assistant.

"Li Daochang, we meet again." At this moment, a man from the city defense came towards them, Zhong Tang looked carefully, but it was the general who insisted on "inviting" the two-viewer out of Dexuan's talk that day.

Li Bizhi is used to being estranged from others, coupled with the matter of Dexuan's talk, although the city defense general took the initiative to show his goodwill, he still only said after passing the ceremony, "Poverty has seen General Sang. "

"You don't need to be polite, Daoist Li. What happened last time was that Sang came here for the first time and didn't know anything about it. He offended you too much." Looking at his expression, but still very arrogant.

"Since the Holy Majesty ordered us to cooperate with the Taoist priests of the two views, I hope that the Taoist priests can give us more advice in the future."

"General Sang is serious." After hearing General Sang's words, Li Bizhi still had the same Rushuang face and indifferent tone.

"Li Daochang, this is really..." General Sang's smile froze a bit, no matter how much he wanted to restore the relationship with Jinwu, he couldn't help but keep sticking his hot face to his cold ass, and he was already impatient.

Zhong Tang shook his head secretly, he really couldn't understand how such a character became the general of the defense of the city.

It didn't take long for General Sang to gather enough anger, and to Li Bizhi, he changed back to the attitude Dexuan had talked about before: "Our city defense has checked everything in this shop, so I won't keep it any longer. Li Daochang should take care of himself."

Zhong Tang wished that this person would leave quickly, but when he heard him say "I'll do it for myself" to Li Bizhi, the disgust in his heart couldn't be restrained any longer, and his jade-colored fingertips had secretly hooked his waist Jade bead strings.

But it's a pity that the golden bell hadn't even made a single sound before Li Bizhi held the bell and Zhong Tang's hands together into his palm.

"General Sang, go slowly." Li Bizhi acted as if he hadn't heard the warning in General Sang's words, he should still be like water like water, should be like ice like ice, and his attitude was even colder, but he couldn't fault the etiquette .

Now that Zhong Tang was firmly held by him, he couldn't do anything else, so he had to let General Nasang go away helplessly.

"Although Sang Xing doesn't know how to use spells, don't touch him lightly." With the withdrawal of the city guards, the inner shop of the shop also became quiet. Li Bizhi let go of Zhong Tang's hand, and walked slowly. Yan: "This person has no military merits, but he is not from a family. His position as a general is strange. I am afraid that there are other people behind him."

Zhong Tang pursed his thin lips, closed his red sleeves with his retracted hand, and reluctantly said after a long while: "Understood."

Li Bizhi looked at him like this, knowing that he still remembered it in his heart, so he continued to investigate the scene of the store.

The defenses of the Golden Armor City just now were too conspicuous, but now that they left, Zhong Tang realized that the inner store of Zhao Ji Coffin Shop was used to sell funeral utensils.

From the most common paper money for incense candles to more delicate funeral chariots and horses, one by one, they are densely piled up on the dark black shelf, which looks depressing and weird.

And the person who Zhong Tang had been looking for was in the place surrounded by the defenses of several cities just now.There are many figurines of funeral figures nearly one person tall, either gilded or copper.

And among these figurines, in the dark near the corner, a wooden singing and dancing figurine is watching the people coming and going in the shop with its eyes dug out by nature.

Zhong Tang thought about that direction, walked a few steps, and finally found the weird wooden figurine.

Its face seemed to be carved out of a single piece of wood, its nose and lips were only scribbled with dried blood, and it was wearing ordinary cloth clothes, but its stiff hands were raised up and down, as if it was jumping. With a ridiculous and wacky dance.

"This is... the shopkeeper of this Zhaoji coffin shop?" Zhong Tang had never been here before, and he couldn't recognize the appearance from the distorted face of the figurine.

He just wanted to get close to the wooden figurine, but before he could take a step, Li Bizhi grabbed his shoulders and dragged him back.

"What?" Zhong Tang asked subconsciously in doubt, but he soon saw that the shop assistant who had been sitting slumped on the ground without the slightest sense of presence suddenly stood up as if being dragged by something, In the blink of an eye, it was already in front of my eyes.

Li Bizhi took Zhong Tang with his left hand and took a few steps back, but the wooden sword in his right hand was already out of his hand.

With the previous night's experience, Li Bizhi didn't use the wooden sword to directly attack this person, but directed it to swing towards the side of the clerk's body. Sure enough, something seemed to snap off in the cold light, and the clerk's body Then it fell limply again.

In the store, it became quiet again, as if nothing had happened.

Zhong Tang and Li Bizhi didn't dare to take it lightly, and looked around vigilantly, especially the shop assistant who had already collapsed on the ground again, and the shopkeeper Zhao who was made into a wooden figurine.

But after that sudden change, the coffin shop has indeed become peaceful, so peaceful that it makes people feel more and more unusual.

Zhong Tang was still embraced by Li Bizhi, leaning in front of him, this position made him feel at ease, but he could also be a little distracted to notice the thin thread stuck on the wooden sword.

The thread... is not gold.

Zhong Tang was taken aback for a moment, and immediately stretched out his hand to untie the thin thread. Facing the light cast through the less-than-foot-long window, he squinted his eyes and looked carefully. He was finally sure——this thread is really not golden, but a dark and white thread. With a faint silver light.

Naturally, Li Bizhi also noticed his movements. The two looked at each other and immediately understood what the other was thinking.

Zhong Tang walked towards the shopkeeper Zhao who had been made into a figurine of wooden figurines again, while Li Bizhi followed closely behind him holding a sword, until the two came to the figurines, Zhong Tang tentatively raised his hand and tapped a few times.

The wooden figurine then rang, but the sound didn't sound like it was knocking on solid wood, instead it was like an empty shell.

Li Bizhi frowned slightly, Zhong Tang nodded slightly at him, and then the wooden sword went straight towards the figurine.

The strength of this sword is very measured, the tip of the sword can only enter within two fingers, and then the spiritual power overflowing with cold light floats on it, and there is only a "click" sound, and fine cracks appear on the surface of the wooden figurine.

Zhong Tang raised his hand and knocked again, and the whole wooden figurine was broken into countless small pieces in an instant, and shopkeeper Zhao immediately fell out of it and fell heavily to the ground.

Li Bizhi withdrew his wooden sword, leaned over to check Shopkeeper Zhao's body, and after a while raised his head and said to Zhong Tang: "It's just a coma, the three souls are fine."

The corners of Zhong Tang's lips finally curled up again, he held the silver thread in his hand, and smiled lightly at the person who had never shown his face in the dark: "This is the end of the matter, is the girl still unwilling to come forward and talk about it?"

After a while, a tall pottery figurine placed in the corner suddenly cracked open.

As the pottery fragments peeled off, a woman with a delicate face, dressed in a silver gauze that shone like moonlight, slowly came to the two of them.

"It was Yin Niang who was rude."

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Today is a day for the goblin and Li Zaier to do business~

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