The president doesn't want to be a licking dog

The Song family's home city is in Qingxin City, and to go to Qingxin City, you have to pass through a small town in the secular world, that small town is called Ming City.

Han Zhou and Mu Zining flew with their swords all the way, and stopped when they arrived at Mingcheng. They were going to rest in Mingcheng for a night, and then continue their journey tomorrow morning. When they arrived in Mingcheng, they would not be far from Qingxin City.

Han Zhou and Mu Zining were both wearing long-sleeved Lingzhen school uniforms, which were elegant and noble. Coupled with their good looks, they received a lot of amazement from others along the way.

The two walked side by side on the street, ready to find an inn. Apart from some ordinary people who could not cultivate, there were also many monks on the street, some casual cultivators and some family cultivators. Awe and fear, because Mu Zining and Han Zhou's cultivation base is really too high for them, so they naturally show fear of the strong.

Although the Spring Festival has passed for almost a month, the temperature in Lingzhen Sect is still very low, and the cold wind is howling and icy cold.The Qingxin Song family's boundary is different. The seasonal temperature of the Qingxin Song family's boundary is higher than that of the Lingzhen sect. Here, one only needs to wear an extra piece of clothing to survive the winter.

Although the previous Qiang City was under the jurisdiction of Yuanmu Yuan’s family, it was a little far away from Yuanmu Yuan’s home city, Yuanmu City, and was very close to the boundary of Lingzhen Sect, so the seasonal temperature in Qiang City and Lingzhen Sect’s It's the same, but Yuanmu City, the original city of Yuanmu Yuan's family, is different. The season in Yuanmu City is like spring all the year round, the closer it is to Yuanmu City, the more comfortable it is, neither hot nor cold.

The seasons in Gu Xiao Xiao's territory are different, it is hot summer all year round, and Gu Xiao Xiao's family has the most fire attribute spiritual root monks.

The season at the Zhang family in Fengbei is dry but not hot, with a lot of wind and sand and rocks, and there are many monks with earth attribute spiritual roots.

Yunxiao School is like winter all year round, with snow everywhere, but although there is snow all year round, the temperature there is warmer than that of Lingzhen School in winter.

Although Ming City still belongs to the vulgar world, it is not far from Qingxin City after all, so the temperature here is the same as Qingxin City, warmer, so the thick cloak that Han Zhou wears when he arrives in Ming City seems too bulky and hot. Han Zhou took off his cloak and put it away.

"It's really scary! I met another one! What can I do..."

Han Zhou and Mu Zining were walking when they heard commotion in front of them. Han Zhou followed the sound and saw a lot of people gathered at the entrance of a medical center ahead, chatting about something.

"There is no other way, we ordinary people can only be careful, and don't get close to that place after a while!"

There was a commotion ahead, but Han Zhou could still hear it clearly.

Han Zhou looked at Mu Zining suspiciously: "Did you hear that? Those people in front seem to have encountered something."

Mu Zining nodded, "Let's go and have a look." Han Zhou nodded upon hearing this, and the two of them walked towards the medical clinic.

The medical clinic is called Renxintang. The medical clinic is not big, and you can see the inside at a glance from the door. There is an old man with a white beard in the medical clinic, who seems to be the owner of this Renxintang.

There was a man in civilian clothes sitting in the medical hall. The man's eyes were wrapped with a white cloth, as if he was injured, but the man was very strange, his mouth was bloodless, and he was trembling and murmuring inarticulately. His whole body was trembling, as if he had been greatly frightened. The key point was that Han Zhou saw a faint blackness in his eyes covered by the white cloth.

Han Zhou patted a bystander beside him: "Brother, what's going on? Is something wrong?"

The onlooker looked at Han Zhou and was amazed. He said in amazement, "You are dressed like this, you are, you are the immortal elder who is practicing?"

Han Zhou smiled when he heard the words, and said, "I don't dare to be the elder, I'm just a little monk."

Another onlooker number B looked at Han Zhou when he heard the movement, and then said in surprise: "I know this clothes. This is the uniform of the Lingzhen School, the number one school of cultivation! Are you a disciple of the Lingzhen School?"

The previous onlooker A was stunned and looked at Han Zhou dumbfounded.

The corner of Han Zhou's mouth twitched, what should we do?Can I still ask about the situation?He had said it before, Mu Zining was not happy about changing clothes to pretend.

The eyes of the onlookers on No. B were shining, and they looked at Han Zhou as if they had met a god: "Immortal Elder! Immortal Elder of the Lingzhen Sect, help, save our Mingcheng people!"

After the onlooker No. B wanted to kneel down, Han Zhou hurriedly stopped him, grabbed the man's arm, and the man couldn't move.

"You don't have to do this, let's talk about something." Han Zhou stared blankly at the two onlookers with a smile on his face.

Han Zhou and the others were a little far away from the crowd in front of them, so not many people had noticed the movement here, and Han Zhou breathed a sigh of relief.

Han Zhou took the two onlookers a little further away from the crowd, and then asked them to explain exactly what happened.Those two people talked to Han Zhou and Mu Zining with great emotion, and only then did Han Zhou and Mu Zining know what was going on.

One night more than a month ago, a man just came out of a brothel after drinking flower wine. When he staggered to a remote street, he found a person standing in front of him.

What he saw at that time was a mass of human-shaped black air, and he thought he was dazzled by drunkenness, then rubbed his eyes and looked carefully, and saw a man with disheveled hair standing in the black air, with black holes in his eye sockets, The bloody one had no eyeballs, his face was pale and pale, and there were two bloodstains flowing from the dark eyeholes on his face. He couldn't tell whether it was a man or a woman. The man was so frightened that he sobered up. I was so scared that I peed, and then I felt that my eyes hurt very much, and my eyes became dark, and I couldn't see anything.

The man was terrified, he was sure, it was the ghost in front that took his eyes away, he screamed in fright, turned around and ran, he had to run even if he couldn't see the road, and he didn't know where he went when he stumbled , happened to bump into a few casual cultivators head-on, those people asked about the situation and ran over to get rid of the evil spirits, but there was nothing there.

The casual cultivators thought that the man might be really drunk, but the man was very sure that he was not drunk, and that he really saw a ghost just now, and his eyes were taken away by the ghost.

But those casual practitioners looked at the man's eyes, and the eyeballs were still in place, but the man insisted that his eyes hurt, and the casual practitioners had no choice but to send him to the hospital.

The doctor of the medical center went to bed early, and was called up again in the middle of the night. He was really in a bad mood, but as a doctor, he couldn't really ignore the patients.But the man checked it repeatedly, and the eyes were fine, with no injuries at all.

But the man kept yelling about the pain. The doctor saw that his face turned pale from the pain, and it didn't seem like he was pretending. There was no way but to prescribe some painkillers for him, and let him have a look in a few days. Can you see it if it hurts?

The man took the medicine back home and drank painkillers every day to stop the pain. He told the people around him that there were ghosts and told them not to go to that street at night, but people didn't believe it. After a few days, there was another A few people also said that they saw a ghost, and the situation was the same as that of the man before. There was no obvious injury to the eyes, but the eyes hurt, like the pain of being gouged out, and they still couldn't see.

From then on, the people of Mingcheng believed that there was really a ghost in that street. For a while, people were in a state of panic, and no one dared to come out because they closed their doors as soon as it got dark.

The Mingcheng government had no choice but to invite a few monks to appease the hearts of the people. As a result, those monks guarded that street for several days without seeing the ghost. The people who heard this were stunned.

How is this possible?Obviously several people have seen ghosts, and their eyes are all blind, but how come there is no shadow?

You want to say that one person may lie, but so many people have said that they have seen ghosts with their own eyes, and the situation is still the same. This cannot be false, right?But the monks also checked, and there is indeed no problem. It is impossible for the immortals who practiced to deceive ordinary people like them, right?This is really strange.

What's even more strange is that after ten days, the eyes of those who have seen ghosts will be healed, the pain will be gone, and they will be able to see again, without any medicine.

Now people were curious and afraid, and some bold ones stood up and said that they would go to see it together at night to see what was going on. Anyway, if they really saw ghosts, their eyes would be healed after ten days. do not worry.

So those people went to that street together when they passed by, and they all really saw ghosts, all of them were blinded, and they rolled all over the ground in pain. Several people supported each other and ran away, which proved Yes, there are indeed ghosts.

"No, another person saw a ghost. Although we all know that there are ghosts in that street, we can't go there at night, but who can do it? Sometimes you have to go through that street, but you have to bite the bullet and go. As soon as I go there, I will see a ghost, I am really sad..." After finishing speaking, the onlooker No. A sighed.

Han Zhou and Mu Zining looked at each other, with the same doubt in their eyes, Han Zhou turned his gaze back to look at those two people: "Let me ask, are the monks you hired before all high-level?"

Number B said: "It's very tall. I heard that two of them are Qi training, one is foundation building, and the other is Jindan! But I don't know the specifics."

After Han Zhou found out about the situation, he sent those two people away. Before the two left, they asked Han Zhou to help catch the ghost. Han Zhou kept smiling lightly and didn't say a word.

"Let's go and have a look." Han Zhou looked at Mu Zining beside him with a faint smile on his face.

Mu Zining looked at Han Zhou after hearing the words: "Do you want to take care of it?"

Han Zhou looked at Mu Zining in surprise. Was he asking for his opinion?If he said he didn't want to care about Mu Zining, did he really care about it?Impossible, as the protagonist, isn't it necessary to stand up, uphold justice, and solve problems for the world?

"I don't care. I don't care. I don't care. The main thing is to see what the young master thinks." Han Zhou looked at Mu Zining with a smile, and threw the choice back to Mu Zining.

Mu Zining looked at Han Zhou, and then walked away first, not in the direction of continuing to look for the inn, but in the direction of the haunted street that the two people mentioned just now.

Han Zhou looked at Mu Zining from behind, with a smile in his eyes, and there seemed to be a trace of helplessness in his smile: "Sure enough." Then he followed quickly.