Chapter 7: The Plague God Passes By

In the early morning, the snow stopped, and everything was quiet.

In Yinglong City, in a remote courtyard of the Demon Slaying Pavilion, the sound of sword collision was endless.

Ghost cry, Nangong, a sword and a sword, you come and go.

Of course, this is not a scene of domestic violence, but boring training for one person is naturally not as good as training for two people.

"No fight, no fight. Nangong rolled his eyes and put his sword back into its sheath. It's a very depressing thing to cry and fight with ghosts, whether it's a real fight or a sparring experience.

His extreme control of distance and timing will make you feel more and more constrained the more you fight, especially if your weapon is shorter than his sword.

"Yo, got up so early?" Outside the door, An Wuyang's voice came. He appeared at the gate of the side courtyard, nibbling on a steaming cookcake, and walked inside unhurriedly: "Have you eaten?"

Ghost Cry greeted him and said, "Not yet." ”

Nangong cried and chatted with An Wuyang, then turned around and went into the house to make room for them.

"Then I'll recommend a place for you, the food in Anyang Restaurant at the pier tastes good, but the price is a little more expensive. As he spoke, An Wuyang threw something, and Ghost Cry raised his hand to catch it, it was a scroll. An Wuyang continued: "This is what the elder asked me to give to you. ”

Devil Cry took the scroll into his arms: "When will I see him?"

An Wuyang shrugged his shoulders: "I don't know where you provoked him, he didn't want to see you, and scolded you for being a plague god." ”

Ghost Cry's brow furrowed, he couldn't think of any way he had offended the elder he had never met.

Seeing the ghost crying and frowning, An Wuyang smiled and said, "Don't think about it, Elder Xu is like this old man, he is not close to anyone, and he is serious all day long." ”

After complaining about his elder, An Wuyang asked again: "By the way, if you still need to say anything, just say it now." ”

Ghost Cry thought about it, Wu Qingqing gave a lot of healing and detoxifying pills, which were all refined by her own hands, and they had miraculous effects. The iron armor was broken, and Wu Qingqing gave a new pair of iron armor, which was much better than the original one, if you really want to say it...... I really need something.

"I need a pair of horse armor that can cover my whole body, it doesn't matter if it's protective, it's important to keep it warm and beautiful. ”

An Wuyang's face was strange for a while, what the hell was this request, but he still agreed.

The two chatted for a while, and An Wuyang said that he had something important to do, and then left.

After An Wuyang left, Ghost Cry opened the scroll, and the scroll was a map, and the Wuzhuang Temple of Wanfu Mountain was marked.

"How is it?" Nangong walked out of the house, shook his head with a ghost cry, and put away the scroll: "It seems that this Demon Slaying Pavilion in Ying Dragon City does not welcome me. ”

Nangong hesitated for a while and said, "I haven't asked, who are you going to kill when you come to Dongsheng Shenzhou after going through thousands of mountains and rivers?"

"Let's go back to the house. Ghost Cry walked into the road with a knife, and Nangong followed.

After entering the house, Ghost Cry picked up the hat hanging on the wall and put it on his head, and Nangong took out the cloak from his luggage and put it on for Ghost Cry.

"It's Zhenyuan Daxian. Ghost Cry said suddenly.

Nangong's hand that was tying the rope for the ghost cry paused, she raised her head and looked into the eyes of the ghost cry: "Are you serious?"

"That's him. ”

"You ......" Nangong didn't know what to say, this one, but a veritable half-immortal, not only Dongsheng Shenzhou, but even Nanzhan Buzhou was also a famous evil immortal.

"Why do you want to attack him all of a sudden. ”

"I killed his disciple and ruined his ginseng fruit. ”

The character of Zhenyuan Daxian is well known. wantonly kills indiscriminately, extremely protective of shortcomings, and the most important thing is his ginseng fruit, which is his reverse scale.

"He's right, you're a plague god. Nangong tied the rope, turned around and took out another cloak and draped it over himself.

"You're eavesdropping on me?"

"You said so loudly, I heard you. ”

The two quietly diverted the topic, Nangong put on her white hat and asked, "What are we doing when we go out?"

"Naturally, it's eating. ”

"Where to eat?"

The ghost cried and thought for a while, and said, "Wharf, Anyang Restaurant." ”

Nangong nodded and shouted, "Big mouth, let's go." ”

The big mouth scurried off the roof and wrapped itself around the hilt of Devil Cry's knife. The two walked out of the courtyard, and the ghost cried and shouted at the other room, "Dahei, can't get out?"

The big black horse poked its head out of the window, shook its head, and shrank back again.

"This guy ......" Nangong couldn't help but shake his head: "I'm getting lazier and lazier, you have to take care of it." ”

"Let it be. Ghost Cry said casually, and then shouted to the big black horse, "Watch out for the fire, don't burn your own tail again." ”

Inside the room, there was the disgruntled neighing of the big black horse.

The ghost cried and turned to Nangong and said, "Let's go!"

......

Shushan, Sword Tower.

"Brother Zhou, good news. A man hurried in.

Elder Zhou put down the sword in his hand and looked at the person suspiciously: "What's the good news?"

"Naturally, it's good news, your disciple in the Sword Tower has already arrived in Dongsheng Shenzhou. ”

"So fast?" Elder Zhou was first startled, then happy, and finally relieved: "Some time ago, on the sword cliff, his sword marks were so dim that he almost scared me half to death. ”

Elder Zhou walked back and forth a few steps, and said, "No, I have to go and have a drink, go, Brother Zhang, accompany me for a drink, I'll please." ”

......

Anyang Restaurant is indeed a good place, although it is on the pier, it is already on the edge, and away from the fish market, it is lively, but not too chaotic.

Sitting on the restaurant, you can see the sea at a glance, see the sails dense on the sea, turn your head, and see the scene in the city, the field of vision is very broad.

The most important thing is that the food and drinks here are really delicious and the service is very attentive.

I asked for a private room, and the charcoal basin made the whole room warm. The charcoal is a good charcoal, it doesn't have much flavor, and I light incense, and even that little smell is suppressed.

The guy served the food, and then retreated, leaving Ghost Cry and Nangong to sit opposite each other.

Rare solitude, Ghost Cry and Nangong enjoyed the moment, they ate very slowly, savoring every dish.

Before you know it, most of the dishes on the table have gone.

Ghost Cry also had a smile on his face, his eyes inadvertently drifting out of the window, and then, the smile on his face disappeared.

"There is a situation. The ghost cried, put down his chopsticks and stood up, looking out the window.

Not far from the street, on the pier, a child fell to the ground, his head broken and blood splattered all over the ground. A woman held him in her arms and cried hoarsely.

All around, people gathered around, pointing and pointing, with regret on their faces.

"What's going on?" Nangong also saw that scene and asked with a pale face.

Ghost Cry shook his head: "I don't know, let's go and see." ”

Nangong nodded, settled the bill, and the two went out of the door, and walked straight to the side where the accident happened.

The onlookers gathered in a circle after circle, some jumping and looking lively, some shaking their heads and sighing, and some scolding angrily.

Before the ghost could cry and they approached, a group of officers and soldiers ran over and squeezed in: "Get out of the way, the government will do something." ”