Chapter 130 Two Colors Open Dyeing Workshop

Half face makeup girl!

The half-face makeup girl is a low-level ghost condensed from the jealousy of an old woman towards a young girl. They can't face their own old age calmly, and they firmly believe that sucking the flesh and blood of young women can restore their youth. But the so-called "eyes are the window to the soul", aging is something that can't be concealed no matter what, the more flesh and blood they eat, the younger the lower half of the face, the older the upper half of the face with eyes, The contrast between the top and bottom of a face is stronger. Nonetheless, they were still obsessed.

Xie pity came out of the water wet, stepped on the edge of the water tank, and was ready to fly to take it down, but Quan Yizhen was like a flashback, and it was a slap when he bounced. That half-face makeup girl was really too weak, she was slapped on the ground by him, screamed and said, "Forgive me!"

Xie Lian didn't rush, grabbed the Taoist robe and threw it on his hands, and said: "You stole the Jinyi Immortal?"

The half-faced makeup girl hurriedly said, "It's not me, it's not me! How dare I break into the Shenwu Temple!"

Think about it too, ordinary low-level ghosts really don't have the courage to trespass into the Shenwu Temple, and it's strange that they don't get beaten to the core. Moreover, this half-face makeup girl probably has nothing to do with Jin Yixian. At a cursory glance, the ghost age is only about eighty, and the legend of Jinyixian has been around for hundreds of years.

Thanks for the pity: "Then where did you get this brocade?"

The half-face makeup girl picked up the turban, covered the upper half of her face again, and her voice became sharp again, and said, "Go back... Go back to the Taoist priest! Yes... I found it in the ghost market..."

"..."

Can this still be done? found it in the ghost market???

Xie Lian was speechless for a moment, and then said: "Who is the one who sold you this brocade garment?"

The half-faced makeup girl said terrifiedly: "Daoist priest! Please let me go! I don't know, if you do business in the ghost market, don't check the eighteenth generation of the ancestors!"

makes sense. If the eighteenth generation of the ancestors had been investigated in the ghost market, the ghost market would not be so lively. A thing can only come alive if it leaves a void. Xie Lian asked for a while, but couldn't ask anything, he was sure that this half-face makeup girl was really just a ignorant little brat, and said: "Qiying, let the priest in your temple come to collect this female ghost. "

Quan Yizhen said, "No. There are no priests in my temple."

Thanks for the pity: "No one? Haven't you ordered anyone?"

Quan Yizhen said bluntly: "There is none."

"..."

It turned out that this Western Valkyrie was actually a loner, and he never ordered a general, not even a deputy to deal with the sundries. Xie pity is because he can't afford to support him. Quan Yizhen's situation can only be said to be a weird temperament. He had to dig out a clay pot by himself, put away the half-faced makeup girl, and then took the brocade garment from Lang Ying's hand, shook it away and took a closer look, and couldn't help frowning slightly.

Evil is quite evil, but how do you say it? According to the pity, this kind of evil is too superficial, as if relying on a thick layer of rouge gouache to pile it up, rather than radiating from the inside out. Thanks for intuition that this thing is not as dangerous as the legend, but still maintains twelve points of vigilance. At this time, Quan Yizhen came over to take a look at the clothes and said, "It's fake."

Xie Lian was startled and said, "How do you say it?"

Quan Yizhen said: "This dress is fake. I've seen the real Jinyi Immortal. It's much better than this."

Thanks for the pity: "When have you met? In fact, there are many people who have seen Jinyixian, but they still can't tell the difference. Why are you so sure?"

Quan Yizhen did not speak. Just at this moment, Lingwen reached the psychic reach, and the voice sounded in his ear, saying: "His Royal Highness, we have received news here that there seems to be a little ghost holding a brocade immortal in the west of your Bodhisattva Temple, please excuse me. Go and have a look."

Thanks for the pity: "Again? Okay." He glanced at Quan Yizhen, and said without a sound, "Oh, yes, there is another thing, Lingwen, has Qiying seen Jinyixian?"

Lingwen said: "Qiying? Ah, where did he see it. He is much more powerful than he has ever seen."

Thanks for the pity: "Where does this come from?"

Lingwen said: "That's complicated. I wonder if Your Highness has heard something. This Martial God guarding the west was originally not the Qiying Palace, but the Yinyu Palace?"

Xie Lian remembered that this was what Feng Shi told him while undressing in Bliss Square, and he couldn't help but feel bitter and said: "I heard it. I heard that these two highnesses were originally a pair of senior brothers?"

It turned out that when Yinyu was not flying up, he was the chief disciple of his teacher's sect. One time he saw a stubborn child living on the street. He was kind and asked his master to take him in. This kid is Quan Yizhen.

In the same family for several years, Yinyu can be said to have always taken good care of Quan Yizhen. He took the lead in soaring, and also ordered Quan Yizhen. Lingwen said: "Qiying, how many times have you met, you almost know, he is a bit..."

Thanks for the pity: "I don't know the world? This is a good thing."

Lingwen smiled and said: "Well, we have to divide the people and the situation. Some people will think that he is too self-contained, does not know the etiquette, and does not give people face. In the years when he first came to Xianjing, if it wasn't for His Royal Highness Yinyu to help him Led it around, I don't know how many people have been killed."

Xie Lian thoughtfully said: "The two His Royal Highnesses should have a very good relationship."

Lingwen said: "It used to be very good, but the bad is bad. Later, Qiying himself also soared."

Both of them flew up from the west, what should do? So, the two agreed to guard the west together.

Brothers and sisters guarding one side of the water and soil together, it sounds like a beautiful talk, but after all, one mountain cannot accommodate two tigers.

If it is said that Yinyu's aptitude is worthy of a calamity for him, and there is only one in ten thousand people, then Quan Yi's true aptitude can survive three calamities, and even one million people may not be able to survive. come out one. It was okay at first, but it was not obvious, but later on, the gap between the two sides became wider. He has lived with the names of any priests who work with him except Yinyu, and dared to beat the believers and tell them to eat shit. However, his territory is getting bigger and bigger, and more and more believers. In comparison, Yinyu First Hall was eclipsed, and finally could not sit still.

The two brothers would give each other gifts every birthday. One year, on Quan Yizhen's birthday, Yinyu gave him a majestic armor.

"..."

Thanks for the pity: "Brilliant Immortal?"

Lingwen said: "Not bad."

In addition to being able to suck blood and kill people, this Jin Yixian also has a strange thing: whoever wears it will obey the person who asks him to wear this dress. Since the two brothers had always had a good relationship before, Quan Yizhen put on the armor without thinking. Soon, Yinyu made a joke seemingly unintentionally. Quan Yizhen was under the control of the Jinyixian, so he would do the same. If Junwu hadn't noticed something wrong and stopped it in time, he would have cut off his head and used it as a ball. made a bid. Lingwen said: "Therefore, this incident was a big deal back then, and it was very sensational. Yinyu did this kind of cruelty to his colleagues with the respect of a priest, and of course he was immediately demoted."

Logically speaking, in this way, the two priests should have turned their faces. But Xie Lian remembered the funny show performed by the believers in the Qiying Hall at the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet. A clown danced hard behind Quan Yizhen, and the performance should be Yinyu. However, Quan Yizhen's reaction at that time was furious, and then jumped down to beat his followers, saying, "I think Qiying should still respect His Highness Yinyu, is there any misunderstanding?"

Lingwen said: "I don't know. Is there any misunderstanding? People have been demoted for many years. Who else pays attention?"

Xie Lian nodded and was about to say goodbye, but Lingwen said again: "Wait. Your Royal Highness, and I didn't finish talking just now. You are sixty miles east of Bodhisattva View, and there are also unknown people with brocade clothes."

"..." Xie Lian said, "This is too far away, why is there still?"

Lingwen said: "It's not over, listen carefully, and also: forty-two miles to the northwest, fifteen miles to the southeast, and twenty-two miles to the north..."

After reporting twenty-seven or eight locations in one breath, Lingwen said, "Well, that's about it for now."

After she finished reporting, Xie Lian had forgotten all about it, and felt a little depressed: "This time, the efficiency in your temple is quite high. However, for now? For the time being? That is to say, there will be... Is it possible that there will be a ghost market over there? Wholesale Jinyixian?"

Lingwen said: "It's about the same. There are many unidentified mobile sellers in the ghost market. They often sell fake goods in their skins. After selling the fakes, they will exchange for a new skin. Therefore, ordinary experts will not buy things indiscriminately. But there are many There are ghosts who are looking for antiques, always thinking 'what if they are cheap?'. This time the Jinyixian was stolen, many hawkers in the ghost world got the gossip, took the opportunity to deceive, and just found a piece of clothing and said it was Jinyixian , Unbelievable is that there are still many ghosts buying it, and after buying it, they will find someone to try it, which really adds a lot of trouble to our side to collect information."

This is simply disrupting their vision of looking for the real Jin Yixian. So many "Jin Yixian" poured out in all directions. Who knows which one is the real one?

However, now that the task is entrusted to them, they have to find a way to complete it. Thanks for the pity: "Start with the most recent one and find them one by one."

Xie pity is powerless, Quan Yizhen can't draw thousands of miles, and neither of them has a lieutenant priest. However, fortunately, the nearest haunt place reported by Lingwen is only five miles away, which is an abandoned dyeing workshop. Immediately make a decision and hurriedly set off at night.

Xie Lian originally asked Lang Ying to stay in the Bodhisattva Temple, but who knew that he had followed him out and couldn't go back. Thinking that this trip should not be dangerous, it can also give Lang Ying a lot of insight. Anyway, I will take him to practice in the future, so I will take it with me this time.

The three of them walked for a while at night, and suddenly there was a strange sound of horns from the road in front of them: "Hey woo! Woe woo!"

Hearing this familiar number, Xie Lian stopped. In the fog ahead, a tall silhouette slowly appeared, as well as four groups of faint ghost fires flying around in circles. Quan Yizhen seems to be ready to start, no matter what the three-seven-twenty-one fights say, Xie Lian pressed him and said: "It's okay. I know it."

Sure enough, four golden skeletons carrying a chariot appeared in front of the three of them. Quan Yizhen seemed to have never seen such a magical thing before, his eyes widened and his eyes shone brightly. He sang for the skull, "But His Royal Highness the Prince of Xianle Kingdom?"

Thanks for the pity: "It's me. Is there something wrong?"

The Golden Skull sang: "It's okay, it's okay, it's just the brothers who have nothing to do. I would like to ask, His Royal Highness is on the night road, do you need us to help us for a ride?"

The journey is not far, Xie Lian just wanted to decline, but Quan Yizhen said: "Okay!" He couldn't wait to climb up, as if he really wanted to sit on this gorgeous and strange chariot. Xie Lian didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He went up to pull him, but that step suddenly slanted and slammed Quan Yizhen down. Xie Lian also crooked, but was helped by someone, he blurted out: "Three..." Looking back, it was Lang Ying, who had also climbed up at some point, holding his arm tightly, a pair of black Qi Qi's eyes were looking at him, silent.

The skeletons quickly raised their chariots, their eight legs turned like four pairs of hot wheels, and while running steadily, they shouted: "Get out of the way! Don't get in the way, don't get in the way!"

Quan Yizhen was ruthlessly thrown to the ground, turned over and jumped up, as if he hadn't given up, and was about to jump up again, but the skeletons were running too fast, and he was always one step short, so he chased after him. I really want to sit on this chariot and have a good time. Seeing that he was chasing seriously behind, Xie Lian couldn't help but feel unbearable on the chariot. He felt that this was bullying the children. Although he knew that this chariot was something of Huacheng, he might not welcome other priests to ride, but he still couldn't help but said: "Then what... can't you carry three people?"

The skeletons sang: "No, no! Only two people!"

Hot Wheels generally ran all the way, and Quan Yizhen chased all the way. As soon as they arrived at the location, the golden skeletons put down the two of them, raised their chariots and ran away. Quan Yizhen never got in the car, he was extremely disappointed, and looked at Bu Nian with a reluctant expression. Xie Lian took Lang Ying out of the chariot, but heard a mournful voice in front of him, all of which came from the abandoned dyeing workshop. Xie pity is strange, doesn't it mean that there is no one in this dye house at night?

When got closer, realized that those voices were mourning:

"The little one no longer dares to sell fake goods on the site of the Huacheng Lord and his old man!"

"I really don't dare! But please tell the city lord and his old man that I also wholesaled these fake Jinyixian from other ghosts! I am also a victim!!!"

The three came to the dyeing room. Coincidentally, a black-clothed ghost-faced man came out, and seemed to have been waiting for a long time. He bowed his head slightly and said, "His Royal Highness."

This voice was exactly the ghost messenger who caught Lang Ying in the Bliss Square and brought it back to Xie Lian. At that time, Xie Lian saw a curse in his hand.