After nightfall, many lanterns were lit on the street. It seems that this festival will be day and night. However, during the day, many shops with many people are not as good as those food shops next to the street after nightfall.

The people of the town who were eating midnight snacks under the dim lights were smiling, as if they had temporarily hidden all their worries, and they could not see any trouble at all.

Li Fuyao stood in the haunted courtyard, watching Wang Shi take out the talisman, fold it into a paper crane, put it on the ground of the courtyard, and then muttering something in his mouth, a bright yellow silk thread appeared in Wang Shi's hand, one end connected to the paper crane and the other end connected to Wang Shi's hand.

However, although Li Fuyao and Wang Shi can be seen, ordinary people really can't see anything.

In fact, it is not just Taoism, but the other two sects have more magic than fighting. Whether it is catching monsters or saying anything else, their broad scope of knowledge is far from comparable to the swordsman lineage.

However, it is actually very good for the swordsman lineage to study killing power to the extreme.

As Wang Shi muttered something, the paper crane folded with talismans slowly took off, flew slowly, crossed the yard, and headed into the town.

Wang Shi pulled the silk thread, turned to Li Fuyao and laughed: "This demon-seeking talisman has been completed. We just need to follow this paper crane and the child talisman can find the mother talisman for us. After we find the woman, we can take a good look no matter what she said, no matter whether she said it is true or not."

Li Fuyao carried the sword box, nodded, and followed Wang Shi out of the courtyard.

Because of the haunted, the people around this courtyard have already moved away, so it seems a bit remote. Not to mention the vendors, even the people in the town will hardly come here. Therefore, Li Fuyao and Wang Shi set foot on the street and turned three streets before they arrived at the prosperous place. The paper crane above their heads still flew forward slowly. Li Fuyao and Wang Shi followed the paper crane without hesitation.

The two of them slowly walked under the dim light, not attracting much attention. Li Fuyao, carrying a sword box, lowered his head slightly. After passing several prosperous streets, he came to a relatively deserted street. When he heard a tiny sound of footsteps in front of him. He looked up slightly and saw a young child running towards him in panic. When he passed by Li Fuyao and Wang Shi, the black-faced child tilted his body and leaned against Li Fuyao. Li Fuyao turned his body slightly to avoid the child's unstable body during the run. As a result, the child fell firmly on the hard ground. With a bang, it was obvious that he fell quite hard.

Li Fuyao ignored it and was about to leave with his feet.

A strange light flashed in the child's eyes, and he was about to reach out to pull Li Fuyao's clothes. Li Fuyao said coldly: "Don't you want this hand?"

The child's hand was frozen in the air and he didn't dare to stretch forward any more.

He soon squeezed out some tears in his eyes and shouted at Li Fuyao, "This uncle..."

Before he finished speaking, Li Fuyao turned his head and looked at him, looking at each other with one big and one small, and the child shivered unconsciously.

Li Fuyao said calmly: "Looking on me, I touched my wallet. Then no matter what I treat you, you will always have a good income, but without relying on it, I thought of pulling me and looking for another opportunity. If you look for another opportunity, why don't you think I'm giving you a chance?"

This time, the child's eyes were full of fear.

Li Fuyao squatted down and looked straight with the ragged child. He chuckled softly: "I've seen this technique many years ago. They advised me to do it together, but I don't want it, so they beat me up. There are so many unreasonable people in this world. I can't solve it. Therefore, I just want to tell you that this is not right, and I don't have money to eat and earn."

After saying that, Li Fuyao stood up, regardless of whether the child could understand or whether he would care or not, and followed Wang Shi to move forward.

The child was stunned and dazed.

He shouted from beginning to end, neither really got Li Fuyao's money bag nor really leaned on Li Fuyao. In fact, if he said he would not admit it, no one could refute it. But for some reason, after seeing Li Fuyao's eyes again, he suddenly felt that he could not refute it no matter what.

After Li Fuyao and Wang Shi walked away, Wang Shi asked softly: "Why is Mr. Li sure that the child is coming to touch the master's wallet?"

Li Fuyao raised his head and looked at the paper crane and said calmly: "Didn't I say it?"

Wang Shiran is silent.

He quickly smiled and said, "Xiaodao always thought that the young master should have been urinating with Jiandao since he was a child, but he never thought that the young master had been rolling in this world of secular world."

Li Fuyao smiled faintly and was unwilling to say more. The first days in Baiyu Town were naturally not good. Being bullied is a common thing. It is not easy to survive that cold winter, and what is even more difficult is how to resist crying and not think about parents who are thousands of miles away during those days when they were bullied.

Some thoughts cannot be suppressed, nothing wrong.

But after Li Fuyao has lived these hard days, he occasionally recalled them, but he didn't feel that it was too hard. But he was naturally unwilling to let him live those days again. He said that he was thinking about the bitterness and sweetness, but no one wanted to experience it again.

Seeing that Li Fuyao didn't speak, Wang Shi said to himself: "Compared to Mr. Li, Xiaodao is really lucky. He was brought to the Master's Contemporary View by his master soon after he was born. He only focused on one thing when practicing on the mountain. He could only focus on one thing, and he could take care of the rest of the things. He didn't have to worry about it, and life would be considered comfortable."

Li Fuyao suddenly laughed and said, "I don't know how the practice of practicing the three sects, such as Taoist Wang, is. Anyway, according to my ancestor's words, there is no need to worry about this practice in the world and secular world. Instead, it may be beneficial to the practice. Otherwise, there wouldn't be so many swordsmen who would choose to travel around the mountains and rivers."

Wang Shi retorted seriously: "Mr. Li, there are not many swordsmen traveling through mountains and rivers in this world. At least, according to the path, they are only Mr. Li. The rest are either heard from the truth or just obtained from the book. Anyway, I have never seen a real person."

Li Fuyao glanced at Wang Shi, "Actually, I still hope that in the future, I don't have to be full of swordsmen, but there must be one or two."

Wang Shi laughed loudly and said with a smile that this scene may take a long time to realize.

Li Fuyao did not comment, but felt a little depressed, so he took out the jade wine pot hanging around his waist, took a sip of the wine, then patted Wang Shi on the shoulder, reminding him: "Master Wang, if you continue to smile like this, you will not be able to catch up with the demon-seeking talisman."

Wang Shi calmed down his smile, nodded and continued to move forward with Li Fuyao.

This time, the two of them followed the demon-seeking talisman to a remote alley, with many small courtyards in the alley.

Wang Shi sniffed and said softly: "I didn't smell the demonic energy."

Li Fuyao didn't say anything.

The paper crane slowly walked in the alley until it fell on the ground in front of a small courtyard and turned into blue smoke.

Li Fuyao glanced at the yard.

Wang Shi nodded.

The two of them walked over the courtyard and headed towards a brightly lit room.

But after only a few steps, he saw two figures outside the house. Li Fuyao and Wang Shi stopped and found a hidden place to hide, hiding all their energy to avoid being discovered.

With the moonlight, Li Fuyao and Wang Shi could see the faces of the two people clearly. One was the magnificent woman on her chest, and the other was a young man with a tall figure and naked upper body.

The woman stood inside the door, while the man stood outside the door, and the two of them looked cold, while the man had a hot look.

The man's eyes stayed in front of the woman's chest for a long time before he moved away reluctantly. After swallowing, the man then advised: "Chunniang, the gray fish is dead. Can you still be a widow? Why don't you follow me? Not only will no one dare to talk to you in the future, but there will be comfort at night, right?"

Chunniang still looked cold, and she did not agree or refuse.

So the man felt that there was a chance and continued to persuade him with great thought, "If we are lucky enough to transform, we must live longer than these ordinary people. You will have a one or two hundred years to come. In the past two hundred years, you will live alone. Don't you think it's almost impossible? It's common for men and women to love these things. You can't hang yourself on a tree..."

Chunniang sneered and said, "It's easy for you to want me to follow you. As long as you avenge my husband, I promise to serve you comfortably. But with your ability, I'm afraid I won't have the blessing to climb onto my bed!"

The man said in a little disappointed voice: "That man is a swordsman, and even his ancestors dare not provoke him. How dare I cause trouble for him? It's all my life to die under his sword. Why do you have to worry about it like this?"

Chunniang sneered, "If you don't have that courage, just get out of here."

The man's face changed and he quickly said with a cold face: "Chunniang, I think you are good at speaking kindly to you. If I really want your body, I will ask my ancestors for instructions. Isn't that the case? Do you really think I can't do anything to you?"

Chunniang sneered, "Then you won't go yet?"

The man snorted coldly and was about to turn his head to leave, but he didn't expect that as soon as he turned his head, he saw a young man. The man put his hand on his shoulder and he couldn't move. Then the young man didn't say a word, but a powerful aura poured into the man's meridians, which could shatter his meridians and die so much that he could not die again.

Then the young man took out a talisman from his arms and threw it on his body at will. The corpse began to burn, and in the end there was only a black black demon pill left. The young man didn't even look at it, and he stomped the demon pill into pieces with one kick.

In the distance, a young man with a sword box on his back was looking here with a complicated expression and did not speak.

Chunniang looked at this young man who was obviously a Taoist monk and said nothing.

This young man is naturally Wang Shi who is a professional concept.

Wang Shi stood at the door of the house and said calmly: "Small path kills demons. In the past, he did not care about good or evil. Now, he killed demons naturally needs to ask if they were evil demons. But this one can be considered evil demons no matter what. Therefore, I should be correct in this action."

Chunniang's expression is complicated.

Li Fuyao walked over with a sword box on his back and spoke calmly, "I can have a good talk this time."

Chunniang thought for a moment and nodded.

The three of them walked into the house and sat down separately. Chunniang whispered: "Why do you believe me again now?"

She looked at Li Fuyao, not Wang Shi.

Li Fuyao pointed at Wang Shi, "It's this Taoist priest who believes in you. The devil removal is also the hand of this Taoist priest. It seems that there is no reason for you to say these words to me."

Chunniang didn't go to see Wang Shi, but just said to herself: "The Taoist priests with a bull's nose are the same, there is nothing to say."

Wang Shi was not annoyed, but just said calmly: "Since we don't want to say anything else, then let's do business. Of course, this transaction is this transaction. Have you done bad things? After this transaction is completed, let's talk about what's going on, how about it?"

"What business?" Chunniang raised her eyebrows and looked a little solemn.

Wang Shipingjing took out a gray demon pill, and under the dim light, there was a fish in the demon pill. After he took out the demon pill, he said, "Although your husband died under the sword of Mr. Li, it has not been seven days yet. Xiaodao naturally has a way to repel its soul and let you meet again. Of course, this demon pill is a crucial thing. If Mr. Li stomped the demon pill with one foot, even if Xiaodao wanted to help you, I wouldn't be able to help you. It is something I can take out to let you meet your husband again, and what you have to pay is simpler. Tell me everything you know, what level of the old demon cultivator, what skills can he practice, and how many people are there under him?"

Chunniang stared at the demon pill with a complicated expression.

Wang Shi was not in a hurry to get the result, but just waited patiently. If the monks on the mountain were not really determined to kill people unreasonably, most people would still be very decent when they calmed down.

Chunniang was silent for a long time before she said desolately: "I can't take revenge anymore."

Wang Shi had no expression on his face.

Wait for the following.

After tidying up his emotions, Chunniang spoke and said, "I don't know the realm of the old demon cultivator, but it will definitely not be higher than the blue-hair realm. It should be the peak of the blue-hair realm. Apart from the mortal pool, the rest of the demons under him, even if they are higher than me, they are just elixirs. However, the old demon practiced that martial arts, and every year they need a woman to support her flesh and blood. After she is said to be able to break her hair and step to Taiqing, so I dare to say that he is not higher than the blue-hair realm. But that martial arts are very evil, and can swallow other people's flesh and blood to strengthen themselves, so the demons under him dare not resist."

Li Fuyao suddenly asked, "Who is Fanchi?"

Chunniang wanted to tell Li Fuyao that Fanchi was not a human being, but finally said patiently: "Fanchi is the military advisor of the old demon cultivator. He planned the previous things, and I don't know the realm, because he had never taken action personally. In recent years, except for the old demon cultivator's arrangements, he never did anything extra. It is different from our group of demons."

Li Fuyao rubbed his cheeks and said nothing nonsense.

Wang Shi took the initiative to speak, "Young Master Li, the old demon cultivator is handed over to Xiaodao. You are responsible for killing all these demon cultivators. After doing this, we will leave here and go to Qingshan."

Li Fuyao nodded, "Be careful, Taoist Wang."

Li Fuyao put the demon pill back in, turned his head to look at Chunniang, and said calmly: "If you lied to us, the result would be simple. If you die or we die, we will not die so easily. On the contrary, you have a greater possibility of death."

Wang Shi smiled. He didn't know where Li Fuyao learned these things at this age. But after he stood up, the Taoist priest of the Shouye Temple pushed the door out and was about to kill the demons.

He had his own way to find the so-called old demon cultivator.

Li Fuyao did not rush to get up, but patiently took out the two swords from the sword box behind him and put them on his knees to take a good look.

Chunniang has a lot of questions.

Finally, he couldn't help but ask, "It's said that swordsmen only have one sword at their waist, why do you have two?"

Li Fuyao pointed at the two swords and said calmly: "One is mine, and the other is mine."
To be continued...