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Chapter 60 Fist and Yaksha

Two Taoist priests, two constables, and five ghouls, this strange team hiked forward and arrived in Qi Town on the sunset.

Unlike the lotus pond that is so busy that it is busy, Qizhen is a quiet and slow place.

This place is located in hills, and the fields can only be cultivated on the mountains, mostly in pieces, one in the east and one in the west. At this time, farmers wearing straw hats carried hoes and returned from the mountains in groups of three or three.

The locals were both curious and uneasy about Wu Qi and his party, and couldn't help but stop and watch.

Captain Cheng whispered: "Master Wu, our brothers came because someone came to Longyou County to report to the officials, saying that there would be yakshas at night in Qi Town. I don't know what they are doing. I don't know what the two Taoist priests are..."

Wu Qi's eyes were empty and he was wandering outside the sky again.

Chen Gao naturally took over the conversation: "My junior brother came here for this Yasha. I have found out before that there is a man named Qi Yue in Qi Town who is entangled by Yasha and is struggling to deal with it."

"Captain Cheng, you two might as well go over and have a look with my brothers, so that you can go back and hand in the work."

Captain Cheng quickly said, "It's so good. The two Taoist priests are here, and the yaksha can't make any waves."

He glanced at him from the bottom of his light.

Wu Qi said nothing along the way, probably thinking about something important.

Is the Yasha here an extraordinary origin? Is it the division of a great demon or the direct lineage of the guardian?

Captain Cheng's thoughts began to dissipate quickly and his expression became solemn.

Seeing that the elder brother's expression was wrong, Shi Tou frowned: It seems that this place is very dangerous, so you should pay attention and cover your elder brother's evacuation at any time.

Wu Qi is indeed thinking about an important matter.

Ice sour plum soup in the lotus pond, like.

It is refreshing, moderately sweet and sour, rich in color and fresh in smell. It is really a fine product in sour plum soup.

Before leaving, Wu Qi specially asked Li Zheng Peng Shannan to ask for advice on how to make local sour plum soup.

The local method is to soak the black plum, hawthorn, licorice and frosting in a certain proportion, soak it in a mouthful of sweet spring water and boil it over low heat, then put it in the well water and ice it.

What Wu Qi was considering was that when he replicated the Sour Plum Soup in the Lotus Pond in Fuyunguan, he could not find the same mountain spring water, and the flavor would probably be greatly reduced.

The local environment and the local people are nourished, and they also raise a group of food. Without the local area, the food may not be the same.

It is easy to solve ghouls, but transplanting the sour plum soup in the lotus pond is a difficult task.

Wu Qi deeply realized that he was still too weak and had no strength.

If it were a great Nascent Soul monk who shrank the ground into an inch, the distance between Yizhou and Jiazhou would be within a moment. If you want to drink it, come over to make soup at any time. Unlike now, it would take time to go there.

"Junior brother, junior brother."

Chen Gao whispered: "I've arrived at Qi Yue's house."

Wu Qi withdrew his thoughts.

In front of me is a three-bedroom adobe house with four walls of rammed earth, which is slightly better than the thatched hut of Fuyunguan disciples. There is half a circle of mud walls on the left side of the outside, and there is a wooden man, two stone locks, and several stakes inside.

The door was pushed open from inside.

The man who came out was about forty years old and gave birth to Kong Wu with strong shoulders and wide back. He had a white bandage wrapped around his head, and there was a faint bloodstain.

"Master Chen, the one next to him must be Master Wu. Thank you for your hard work, you are here to come from afar, and you are going down Qiyue."

Qi Yue clasped his fists: "There are two more men, please come in there."

He just glanced at the five ghouls behind him, with a little surprised look, but didn't ask much.

A group of four entered the inner room, while the outside was staring at five ghouls from Chongyang.

Wu Qi was not afraid of them escaping, but they were afraid that their owner would be discomfort.

"Two Taoist priests, two tyrants, and civilian women have prepared coarse tea, please don't dislike it."

A woman brought a pottery teapot and tea cup inside, and served tea for the four of them one after another.

Wu Qi noticed that although the woman was wearing a robe skirt, she was fluent in Chinese, but had a deep face and a high nose bridge. She was a beard girl.

The Tang Dynasty is now strong. Since its founding, a large number of foreigners have visited the Tang Dynasty, Chang'an and Luoyang. Among them, the Hu people, known as the "Nine Clans of Zhaowu", have integrated the deepest into the Tang Dynasty. They are all over the Tang Dynasty's army, merchants, dancers, musicians, craftsmen, and alchemists.

"This is the inner man Kang."

Qi Yue briefly introduced: "Yasha is at work, and Qi is most worried about the insider."

Kang's arms were holding the teapot and said something: "I'm not afraid, they come again, I'll fight with you with a knife."

"What nonsense is yours! Your safety is more important than anything else."

Qi Yue said his wife with a firm heart on the outside and soft inside, then turned around and said, "Master Wu, my husband and I have lived in Qi Town for five years. The neighbors are harmonious and peaceful. Until a month ago, Yasha suddenly appeared."

...

One month ago.

One night at midnight, candles reflected on the wall and a sound came from outside the window.

"I am sick and hungry, and I pass by your house and want to ask for half a piece of meat."

Qi Yue ignored it, Kang Shi was kind-hearted, so she cut a piece of meat with a knife and placed it on the table outside the window.

There was a chewing sound outside.

“Delicious, delicious.”

The voice said again: "Please give it again."

Kang won't give it this time.

"I don't give you any meat! Damn!"

Suddenly, someone pushed open the window from the outside, someone came in and knocked Kang to the ground with one punch.

Qi Yue was furious and grabbed the intruder and threw it into a hug.

As soon as the two sides confronted each other, Qi Yue found that the person who came was red and yellow, with slender fingers and claws, which was a yaksha.

Qi Yue has been practicing martial arts for many years and is not panicked. He grabbed the bench and hit him head-on, which makes the Yaksha run away with pain and escapes all the way.

Kang woke up leisurely and found out that it was Yaksha to ask for meat. He was shocked and scared, and felt guilty that he refused to listen to her husband's advice.

The next night, Yasha returned, and this time it also brought another Yasha to help the punch, two hitting one, and one of Qi Yue was good-looking.

Although Qi Yue was nearly forty years old, he practiced martial arts every day and was full of strength. He was damaged by many wooden people and stakes outside the wall.

He was very skilled and bold, holding a short stick with his left and right hands, fighting against two, but instead hitting both yakshas and unable to get close to him.

Yasha was beaten so hard that he had to run away again.

On the third day, Yasha came again. This time, he hired four Yashas and had to fight five against one, as if he had decided that he had to get the venue back.

Relying on his years of experience in fighting with martial artists, Qi Yue grabbed the prepared long wooden spear and played a match with the other party in one-on-five ways.

Several yakshas could not do anything to him. As the sunrise approached, they stopped and retreated.

...

"But after all, I can't beat it when I have ten Yasha."

Qi Yue sighed and pointed to his forehead: "Even if they were injured here, several holes were cut by their bodies. Yasha became more and more arrogant, and he went outside the window to curse him every day... It was really hateful."

Captain Cheng suddenly asked: "You said, you can't beat the ten-headed yakshas, ​​so why did they swear outside but didn't hurt you again? There must be a hidden story."

"You are right."

Qi Yue took a sip of tea: "On the first day, Yasha was knocked to the ground by me and fell down a yellow robes."

"The yellow clothes smelled so badly, I burned it."

Qi Yue clenched his hands slightly: "Later I realized that it was Yasha's skin. Because of the burning skin, the Yasha held a grudge and kept asking me for skin."

"I dare not say that the skin is burnt. At least it mistakenly thinks that the skin is still in my hand and will throw itself at the mouse and be afraid of it. Once it knows, it will be hard to say."

Captain Cheng gently patted his hands with an iron ruler and praised: "After all, he is an experienced martial artist. Maybe he can't hold on to someone else."

Qi Yue looked at Wu Qi: "Master, look at this..."

“Wait for them to come.”

Wu Qi looked out the window.

It was already night, the night breeze was blowing, the moon was cool, the mist was thin.

Today is June 14th, avoid breaking the ground and practicing boxing.
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