Xiangzhou was the ancient Chu land, and the folk customs were often dedicated to worshiping ghosts and gods. Moreover, this place is adjacent to the Han River and there are too many families who rely on water to make a living. Therefore, there are quite a few Dragon King Temples in the city, and the dragon gods worshipped in it are also different, with different names, and the legends of becoming a god and showing evidence are also different. Over the years, based on the reputation of the people's verification and failure, these Dragon King Temples have also been different in incense. Those who say that they are effective will naturally be incense, but they will be deserted.

But no matter how deserted the Dragon King Temple is, it is difficult for local governments to demolish and settle. After all, if something involves gods and faith, it will be extremely troublesome.

Over time, the Dragon King Temple became the place with the least change in Xiangzhou City. Even if it has not been seen for thirty or forty years, the place will never change. The only difference is that it is more glamorous or more decaying.

The Dragon King Temple in the northwest corner of Xiangzhou City was deserted and was so dilapidated that even the only old temple was prayed for, Ye Yian successfully escaped from Futian Yizhuang and found it all the way. Then he sat quietly and watched the stars and moons all over the sky, and the golden crows rose. It was not until the rising sun was fully raised and his whole body was filled with sunshine that he stood up and came to a side hall with a crooked door next to the hall.

When he first arrived in the middle of the night, he had entered this side hall and could not see anything. Even now, it was still a little dark inside. The entire Dragon King Temple was so dilapidated that the temple was running away, let alone the secluded hall was deserted.

The side hall enshrined a god of unknown origin. The paint on his face and body had long been mottled and shedded, but the entire mud tire base was still very solid.

After bowing to the three rituals of this desolate statue, Ye Yian went to the divine platform to remove the statue covered with spider webs and dust. A jade box the size of two blue bricks immediately appeared in front of him.

The things left here before the Living Dead were in black prison were still there! Fortunately, there was no need to find two other places. The cunning rabbit had three holes. Is the Living Dead doing these arrangements because he was meticulous or because he was already pursued by the Taoist sect at that time? If it were the latter, why would the Taoist sect chase him?

These dead people didn't say anything, but now as he died in the black prison, the question was probably a mystery.

The jade box is very well-crafted, with only a thin gap on it. If I hadn't known that there was something inside, I would have thought it was a complete piece of jade.

After wiping the dust, Ye Yian stretched out his index finger with a black spot at the top of his index finger. This was a ban set up by the living dead. The only way to lift the ban is to take a drop of blood from the designated person of the living dead.

The term of the ban is five years. The Living Dead did not say what the consequences would be if Ye Yian still failed to fulfill the agreement five years later, but as long as he thinks about his methods in the black prison, there is actually no need to say it.

He pierced his index finger and squeezed out a drop of blood from the dark spots and applied it to the gap on the jade box. The black spot on Ye Yian's index finger did not disappear, and even the size did not change. However, the gap on the jade box became larger and larger, just like jade was dissolved by the drop of blood.

When the gap stopped expanding, the jade house was divided into two halves. After it was uncovered, the things inside were also revealed.

The top of the jade house is a book made of unknown material. The cover of the book is written with three red characters made of eight-point regular script - "Taiyin Jing"

Seeing these three words, Ye Yian immediately thought of the corpse puppet transformed by the old forbidden son in the black prison last night. At this point, even if there was no restriction placed by the living dead in the book, he had no interest in reading it.

This book of "Taiyin Sutra" is the core content of the transaction. In order to deliver it to the designated person, the living dead will die.

Although he could not read the content, Ye Yian was inevitably curious about what was recorded here that made the living dead look at it more than life?

Furthermore, since the pre-Qin period, there has been a conventional rule for books related to books - in terms of the determination of the title, the word "Classic" cannot be used casually, and dares to use it. For example, since Confucius in the Spring and Autumn Period, there have been many works by Confucian scholars of all dynasties, but how many books can be regarded as "Classic". How many books are they dare to call "Classic"?

"Classic" means a classic. No one who can write books does not know this rule, and no one will deliberately violate it and make themselves a laughing stock in the mouths of others. In this way, what is the mystery in this "Taiyin True Sutra" that dares to call it "Classic"? Is it worth it?

The "Taiyin True Sutra" is a few things that are mixed, but for Ye Yian at this time, these things that the living dead people did not mention are far more useful than the mysterious "Taiyin True Sutra".

The denominations of more than ten flying tickets were as large as 40,000 yuan. At that time, most people described rich people as wealthy people. The amount of 40,000 yuan can be imagined. Unexpectedly, this living dead person is really good at making money.

In addition to the flying ticket, the other three scattered papers were blank. The information column of the complaint was not filled in, but the complaint was stamped with a big red seal from the Chenzhou Prefecture Yamen on the West Road of Shannan.

Reporting oneself is household registration information. Only with it can you apply for a house in various government offices, and by relying on the house, you can stay in an inn, pass through the prefectures and counties without fear of any investigation. Otherwise, you will be a refugee. Once you are caught, you will be hit by a thirty-six board before repatriating your hometown.

If you don’t have a lawsuit, you will have no office. Even if you don’t have a lawsuit, the world is big, but it is difficult to move forward. This is not in line with the laws of the court and it should not have appeared at all. For Ye Yian, who has become a fugitive at this moment, its value cannot be overestimated.

Below the blank confession, there were only nine pieces of yellowed bamboo paper left. The paper records the technique of the Living Dead who wanted to trade with Ye Yian the twelve serious "Peyuan Jue", which is the technique of the Living Dead who said that it could help him restore the alchemy acupoint.

This strange technique has an equally strange name, "The Secret Technique of Pupal Butterfly", "The Secret Technique of Pupal Butterfly? Breaking the pupa into a butterfly? Unfortunately, this technique has too strict requirements on the cultivation area - Yin and Yang Furnace. This does not refer to the furnace of the external alchemy Taoist Ding and Fire Cultivator's alchemy, but an extremely unique place, accompanied by the natural five elements of the Jedi of the Spirit Eye.

The spiritual eyes and the five elements of the Jedi can be said to be different from the ice and charcoal furnace. Although the living dead are so confident, is there really such a thing in the world?

Ye Yian shook his head and was about to take a closer look at the specific content of "The Pupal Butterfly Practice", there was movement outside the side hall.

Putting the things in his hand into his arms, Ye Yian walked out of the side hall and saw a fat man of fifteen or sixteen years old.

This is a white and tender little fat man, with round eyes and bright black and shiny nose, a chubby mouth, short arms and short legs and short neck, and a long life circle inlaid with gold and jade hanging around his neck. In addition, the round and round package on his shoulders, the fat man who suddenly broke in was a ball.

Gugulu rolled not far in front of Ye Yian. The little fat man took off the package on his shoulder and sat on it, panting, "Yeah, it's earlier than me! Big Changhan, do you make money?"

Growing means tall, and a big man means tall.

The person came suddenly and said inexplicably. Ye Yian ignored him, and his face was still mostly hidden under his hat.

The little fat man was unhappy now, "We are all the way. You can take this package to the field for me. How much does it cost?"

The little fat man was domineering, and Ye Yian was even more lazy to pay attention to him and turned around and walked to the side.

After walking two steps, the clothes tightened, but the little fat man pulled his clothes and took a flying ticket "splash". "Is it enough?"

Ye Yian continued to walk, but the little fat man just refused to let go, "twenty taels"

Twenty cents are indeed a lot of money. If the servants at home were afraid they would have laughed apart. The fat man thought that the eldest son would definitely agree this time. Unexpectedly, just as he was thinking about this, a piece of paper suddenly appeared in front of him.

The little fat man only glanced at him and recognized that this was a flying ticket, but the amount above...uh...5,000 guan?

True? False?

The fat man rubbed his eyes and looked at it again. It was indeed five thousand guan, and this ticket was held in the hands of the great long man.

The little fat man finally let go, turned around and walked to his package and raised his leg and kicked it. He was clearly taking the opportunity to vent his anger. His big, black and bright eyes were moist and he was about to cry!

The package was already messy, and it immediately dispersed after a few feet. Many boxes were rolling out, including bean cakes, candied fruits, fruits, and fragrant powder. The little fat man looked entangled. He couldn't bear to throw it away, but he couldn't pick it up if he packed it up. His white and tender face gradually turned red, and the tears in his eyes also slid down.

Where did such a live treasure come out?

Seeing the little fat man looking at him again with tears rolling, Ye Yian was really a little difficult to leave. More importantly, he didn't have a suitable place to go now. That happened in the Black Prison and the Xiangzhou Prison last night. Now the strict investigation on the street and the city gate can be imagined. Although he had a blank space in his hand, he had not filled in his complaints, so he had to think about it. In this case, instead of coming out rashly, it would be better to stay here.

After sighing, Ye Yian walked to the little fat man, squatted and picked up the messy things on the ground, and then tied the package firmly, lifting it up casually, but it was not heavy at all!

Seeing Ye Yian like this, the little fat man's tears immediately stopped. He opened the only box of apricot jelly he picked up just now and stuffed it into Ye Yian's hand.

Ye Yian signaled not to eat it. The fat man seemed to not know how to be polite. He sat back on the package and ate it. He ate very quickly. The ingot was so frightening and filled it with his hands. But no matter how fast it was, he could always spit out the nucleus in time, giving it to him and vomiting, without interruption in the middle, which was as fast as the wind.

In a blink of an eye, a box of dried apricots was finished. The little fat man's tears were collected, and his face was as smiling as a large New Year's doll.

Looking at this foodie who was just like a living treasure fell from the sky, Ye Yian couldn't help but smile, "Where are you going?"
Chapter completed!