Fairies Are Fierce

Chapter 289 Ranger

Four days later, Yangshan.

As soon as the winter months arrive, the wind and snow in the North seem to be endless, varying in size from big to small, and almost never stop.

On the official road in the outskirts of Yangcheng, four horses marched along the frozen Zhuohe River to Yanjiazhuang at the foot of Yangshan Mountain.

The further Zuo Lingquan walked toward Yangshan, the more nervous he could find the people in the prefecture and county. Although the madness was not transmitted from person to person, the doors of every household were still closed, and no outsiders were seen. There were also unknown yellow paper talismans posted on the doors, and some even directly The dog's blood was splashed, there were no barking dogs in the wild, and there were not many good dogs, which ruined the disaster.

When we arrived near the villa, we could no longer see the nearby villagers. They were all avoiding the Yan family as if they were hiding from the plague, but there were many outsiders in the Yan family villa.

Zuo Lingquan walked through the avenue outside the villa and saw many Taoist priests and swordsmen who looked like "immortal spirits". They were squatting on the roadside studying earth, wood, sand and gravel. Shivering in the snowy weather, he often ran back to the village. Warm yourself up inside.

As long as a practitioner doesn't show off, it's difficult for outsiders to see the exact details, but they can still get a rough idea from the breath and footsteps.

The appearance of these 'Immortal Masters' all looked like Zuo Yunting. Zuo Lingquan glanced outside Zhuangzi, and there were probably not many who could reach the sixth level of Qi Refining. It was not until he entered Zhuangzi that he saw something. Decent Fellow Daoist.

Zuo Lingquan followed Yan Ge into the villa and walked through the corridors to the living room in the middle. He saw seven people sitting in the hall where the Yan family entertained guests.

The person sitting in the main seat is naturally Yan Ge's father Yan Sanjie. He is wearing a Chinese robe and has a calm face. Judging from his aura, he is definitely a master in the world. If Zuo Lingquan didn't take it wrong, he has been training his body for several years. Like Song Chi, he can open up the two channels of Ren and Du and enter Taoism through martial arts. He is definitely a figure in the world.

The six people sitting in the guest seats are all different.

The first person on the right is a Taoist in green robes. He is holding a whisk and cannot see his breath. His Taoism is definitely not low. He is the only one among all the people who looks like a real master.

Opposite him on the left was a middle-aged swordsman with a burly figure and a tough appearance. His voice sounded like thunder, and his tone was quite aggressive. The butler behind Yan Sanjie frowned.

The other four people all seemed to be well-educated, but relatively modest and reserved. They just drank tea and listened without speaking.

Zuo Lingquan originally thought that a few people were discussing the matter of madness, but when he got closer, he realized that the burly swordsman was saying:

"...I, Fan Jin, am a Central Continent swordsman, and I always do things fairly. According to the market price, the fairy money spent by people in this mountain is worth a hundred taels of silver. I came all the way from the Sword Imperial City, and the traveling expenses were less than three thousand. Two taels of silver, one shot, no matter whether it succeeds or not, if you don't have 3,000 taels of silver, you will lose money. For the sake of being a fellow countryman, I don't ask Master Yan how much he wants. I will give him 3,000 taels in advance. If the madness is not cured afterwards, I don’t have the nerve to ask for the remaining three thousand taels, do you think this price is reasonable?”

The first-level monk of Linggu used all his strength to attack. If the True Qi in his body was exhausted, coupled with the risks of the attack and the consumption of talisman pills, the price could be said to be a good deed at a loss.

But the monk Qi Sea is exhausted and is waiting to die. A monk in his right mind would not do such a thing. After spending two or three, it seems that something is not right and he basically runs away; and judging from the appearance of the burly swordsman, he is still two people before he reaches Linggu. He said that this method of asking for a price is tantamount to taking advantage of the situation.

The owner of the village, Yan Sanjie, could not reply immediately. Several Immortal Masters present shook their heads secretly, but only the green-robed Taoist said with a smile:

"Let's do something first. After the matter is completed, not to mention six thousand taels, even if it is sixty thousand taels, Zhuang Zhuang will probably grit his teeth and get it together, and he has to be grateful to Fan Jianxian. If things don't work out, compensation should be based on the actual cost. Why bother saying this beforehand.”

If the housekeeper Song Fu hadn't seen Fan Jin as a capable person, he would have had him beaten out. Hearing this, he quickly said:

"Taoist Master Yunbao is right. As long as the wind disease can be cured, my third master will give you your incense money even if he cuts off his flesh..."

Fan Jin raised his hand to interrupt: "Taoist Master Yun calls me Sword Immortal, and he should know the style of a swordsman. He is as much as he says, and he never fools people. After taking a fixed amount of three thousand taels, even if he loses afterwards, it is still considered a loss. I, Fan Jin, am unlucky. I don’t ask you to ask for an extra penny, but there is no deposit, so I can’t take on this job..."

Not only did everyone in the hall frown with such a stubborn attitude towards money, but even Xie Qiutao, who was following Zuo Lingquan, secretly sighed. If the occasion had not been inappropriate, they would have gone up with their pipa to see how big the brain of Fan Da Sword Immortal was. Hard.

Yan Sanjie had nothing to do, and the safety of his whole family was at stake. Even if he didn't believe Fan Jin, he didn't want to miss the opportunity to solve the madness because of thousands of taels of silver. He was about to agree, but the door became dark, and Yan Ge and Zuo Lingquan appeared. At the door.

Someone came over, and everyone in the hall naturally stopped talking and turned their heads to look.

Yan Ge bowed his hands and said:

"Dad, I'm back. This is Zuo Lingquan, a friend I met in the capital..."

Yan Sanjie has good eyesight and can see that Zuo Lingquan has a solid foundation and is a good player, but he is still younger than his son. What is the use of bringing him back now?

With the guests present, Yan Sanjie didn't say much, he just raised his hand and said;

"Nice to meet you, Song Fu. I have arranged for Young Master Zuo... and the two girls to rest in the guest room and entertain them well. Don't neglect the guests."

"yes."

Song Fu nodded slightly and went out to make arrangements. Everyone in the hall also stopped looking and discussed the matter again.

Zuo Lingquan's original intention was to go in and watch, but when he saw the battle, he was naturally a little helpless. However, he has a young face and does not look like an expert. It is reasonable for him to be regarded as a cuckold friend, so he does not care.

Yan Ge called Zuo Lingquan all the way without even entering the living room, so naturally he felt embarrassed and ashamed. He walked with Zuo Lingquan, shook his head and said:

"Dad is so worried about his madness that he really doesn't have the energy to do it. I hope Brother Zuo will forgive me for my poor hospitality."

"Brother Yan, you're welcome. You and I are peers. I just came here to check on the situation. I have to decide whether I can help or not. There is no reason to let Master Yan entertain..."

Song Fu walked in front and led the way, also listening to the conversation between the two.

Mr. Yan is very famous in the world of Caiyi Kingdom. When young people come here, they are either young and energetic and don’t know the heights of the world, or they are submissive and nervous.

When Song Fu saw Zuo Lingquan coming over empty-handed and dared to bring two girls with him, he thought he was a wild knight the young master met outside.

But Zuo Lingquan's words were elegant and easy-going, and he didn't look young and frivolous at all. He seemed to have really come to help.

The Yan family has fallen to this point, and it is rare to have a friend who sincerely helps, whether he can help or not.

Seeing this, Song Fu slowed down, turned around and smiled;

"Young Master is worried. The master of the village has indeed been worried about his madness in the past two years and has been unable to sleep at night. However, he has gotten better in the past few days. The village has invited an Immortal Master who has real abilities. Several young masters My illness has improved a bit..."

"Yeah?"

Yan Ge was overjoyed when he heard this, and quickly asked: "Is he the Immortal Master in the blue robe? I knew he was a true immortal at the first sight..."

"That's right..."

Song Fu told the story of the day when Taoist Yunbao would come, and then said:

"... Taoist Master Yunbao said that it might be caused by evil spirits. As long as the root cause is removed, the madness will be completely cured. In the past few days, the owner of the village sent people to look for objects related to gourds everywhere in the Yangshan area. The Yamen is also helping. If everything goes well, in a short time, the third master’s heart problem will be completely solved..."

Zuo Lingquan was naturally very happy when he heard this. After all, even if this trip was in vain, it would be better than not being able to solve the problem.

Xie Qiutao, who was behind him, was good at dealing with ghosts and evil spirits. Hearing this statement, he wanted to see what happened. He took a step forward and said:

"Old man, can you take us to see some young masters? I know some alchemy, maybe I can help."

The housekeeper Song Fu looked back - a little girl in her mid-teens, who was almost the daughter of the woman next to her. She spoke in a sweet tone and seemed fine in everything, but she just didn't look like an adult.

Song Fu wanted to decline for fear of scaring the little girl, but when Yan Ge met Zuo Lingquan in the library, he always felt that the three of them were extraordinary, so he directly led the way:

"Let's go, I'll take it as you go and see my mother. If you can see the reason, it's best. Even if you don't, there's a Clouded Leopard Priest. As long as this matter can be resolved as soon as possible, it's better than anything else..."

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(end of this chapter)