After entering the city, Wu Ming returned to the familiar North Street mansion and gently pushed open the Zhuhong gate. The people inside reacted and a nervous female shouted: "Lao Zhang, someone broke into a private house. Who are you?!"

He and the maid in front of him stared at each other with big eyes. A white-haired old man rushed out from behind the courtyard. When he saw Wu Ming, he was stunned and excitedly walked forward and said, "Shaojun? Shaojun, you are back!"

Wu Ming nodded and looked around the entire courtyard. Because there were people living there, they were still clean and tidy. There were only two people in the house. Zhang Keqing had been with his father and grandfather for a long time, and the maid was hired by his mother.

After chatting for a while, he asked tentatively whether they would like to live in Laoshan. As expected, they all declined. Zhang Lao had his own family in Yangqiu and was almost holding a grandson. As for the maid, the world was very small and he was unwilling to leave the witch's mansion.

"Forget it." Wu Ming was not familiar with the two and stopped talking. He had to practice Taoism in this world for decades and take proper care of one or two. Maybe they would take one step ahead of him.

When he returned to his room, he didn't stay long before he turned to the Chenghuang Temple.

On the same street, there is a large solemn palace covering an area of ​​several acres, with many people coming and going, including citizens and some dignitaries.

After Wu Ming arrived, a man dressed in Wu Zhu approached him and said respectfully: "Please come with me with a distinguished guest. You already know what the City God wants."

The two of them went to the remote temple one after another, but the crowd around them ignored it. This was blocked by divine power and no one knew about his arrival.

When I arrived at the temple, I saw the main seat, the surrounding divine curtains were hanging down, and the cigarettes were curling. A good nanmu table was enshrined with sacrifices for the four seasons. In the middle was a clay statue of a middle-aged scholar, wearing a black official uniform, solemn and solemn, with a look of majesty.

In a trance, Wu Ming heard a loud voice: "Mr. Master, I'll give you what you want. Yangqiu County has a lot of hidden secrets. I hope you can control the situation."

When he came to his senses, he found that he was holding a jade pendant and injected his spiritual magic power. It turned out to be the scene of the behind-the-scenes immortal official coming and going to the Li family. After the immortal official left, the Li family immediately sent a group of rangers to the witch mansion.

There is no specific conspiracy between the immortal officials and the Li family in the light and shadow, which is normal. As long as the Yin Shen Taoist priest thinks, let alone the wandering god, even if the city god comes in person, it will not be able to peek at it. Unless the shielding spell is forcibly broken, this will alarm the Taoist priest.

However, these two lights and shadows are enough to lock in the target. The last reminder from the City God is a bit meaningful.

Wu Ming took a deep look at the statue, remembered the words in his heart, and shook his sleeves and left.

Then he went to the royal palace and handed the post first. Not long after, a gentle and elegant disciple invited him in.

In the main seat of the living room, there was a middle-aged and elderly man sitting, Wang Heng's father, the head of the Wang family, and the left seat was a beautiful young woman. Her belly was very bulging. Wu Ming entered and looked at her, and felt moved and couldn't help but frown.

But in public, he was inconvenient to speak much, so he bowed his hand and said to the head of the Wang family, who was the main position: "I have met my uncle."

The head of the Wang family did not dare to be negligent, so he quickly stood up and held Wu Ming's hands, and said with a smile: "The Taoist priest is really a tragic man. I am lucky to be able to make friends with you, my friend, for three lives."

Wu Ming said modestly: "Wang Heng is a gentleman with good character. I have learned a lot from him. He can teach such an excellent child. He should be a respected elder. This is indeed the case when he saw it today."

"Hahaha, Taoist priest Liao Zan." The prince laughed happily, then he turned around and picked up a box of jade boxes from the table and handed them to Wu Ming and said, "The Taoist priest is here, I have nothing to give, it is the things that the dog specially ordered to leave for you."

After taking the jade box, Wu Ming didn't have to open it, he sensed a pure Taiyin energy, emitting a mysterious Taoist rhyme. It must be the Taiyin talisman. He said happily: "I am restrained, just call me Wu Ming."

"I have been disturbed so much this time, and I have nothing to give you." Wu Ming also took out a box from the talisman and handed it to the prince's father and said respectfully: "I wish my elixir to live a hundred years and a long life every year."

"This..." Wang's father could no longer sit still when he heard the effect of "Fulong Yuanyang Pill", and thanked him repeatedly: "As an immortal, I call my nephew too proud, and this gift is too precious, so I can't accept it with shamelessness."

After all, the Wang father is an mortal. Even if he holds the Taiyin Talisman, it is difficult to perform its effects. At most, he is used to fight. Therefore, he believes that the value of the three Yuanyang pills is far greater than that of the Taiyin Talisman.

Of course, the value of the Shousheng Pill fluctuates greatly, and it is indeed the case for people with specific needs.

Wu Ming replied with a smile: "It doesn't matter. Yuanyang Dan was originally planned to give to Wang Heng. This is beneficial to his practice. Maybe he can quickly overcome the accumulation of the warrior level and impact the innate martial artists."

"It's the extreme, it's the extreme." The prince's father woke up and said, "I'm asking someone to send Yuanyang Dan to Heng."

He was indeed concerned about his eldest son, and he had no eyes on the battlefield. It was autumn and winter again, and the Northern Wei invasion was coming again. With more strength, he would have more protection.

"Uncle, don't worry." Wu Ming comforted: "You can leave one Yuanyang pill, and if you can trust me, let my Taoist technique be passed on, it's safer."

"You are my husband's best friend, how can you trust me?" The prince's father was pleased. He remembered something and said to the beautiful young woman beside him: "Jinse, your husband's friend, come and see you."

"Wait, there is no need." Wu Ming quickly stopped him and said, "When brothers and sisters are pregnant, it is not convenient to salute them so as not to get angry."

The woman named Jinse stood up gracefully and generously, tried hard to give a blessing, and said with a smile: "Mr. My friend comes here. Wouldn't it be arrogant if you don't see the courtesy?"

Wu Ming frowned at the other party's erect belly. From the month when he and Zuo Zhao were fighting, Wang Heng sent a message that his wife had become pregnant. Now, it was eight or nine months old. She was about to have children, but now...

He wanted to speak but stopped, and finally couldn't help but say, "Uncle, I don't know if I have a word..."

Before Wu Ming finished speaking, Jinse interrupted. She calmly said: "But my identity problem is, yes, I am indeed a corpse ghost. The husband knows this and my father knows it too."

Upon hearing this, Wu Ming was surprised. In his Dharma Eye's vision, the beautiful Jinse showed her true face, but it was not ugly. Her eyes were bright red, her red lips were slightly pursed, her two small fangs were exposed, and her fair and delicate collarbone spread a series of ghost patterns, which made her look strange.

The most important thing is that she was covered with a gray and black ghost spirit, and her cultivation was obviously not weak, comparable to that of the Yin Shen Taoist priest.

The prince was a little anxious and begged Wu Ming: "Master, I do know about this... this matter, but the dog son and Jinse are in love. As an alien, she is kind in her heart and will never break the law."

Wu Ming pondered: "Uncle, don't be anxious. The people are not promoted but the officials are not corrected. We, the Taoist priests in Laoshan, are also reasonable people. I think my brothers and sisters have pure ghost spirits, obviously they have never harmed people. They have a stable fortune and have not committed any sins. They will definitely not arrest her at will."

"But..." He changed his voice and frowned at the two of them, "Do you have no common sense? Life and death are separated, and there is a difference between humans and ghosts. The offspring you have nurtured is destined to die prematurely, and even become a terrifying evil ghost, killing blood relatives."

"I'm sorry to be entrusted by Taoist priest." Jinse said silently: "I am ashamed of being entrusted by Laoshan. My family has been rooted in Yangqiu for thousands of years and sealed for supervision... Not long ago, I was thinking about thinking that if I got that thing, I could reshape the foundation of the baby, so I was preparing to give birth to Wang Lang's descendants."

"But." She burst into tears and said desolately: "When I saw the Taoist, I knew that my plan had been known to Laoshan. The crime was caused by Jinse alone. I hope that Wang Lang would not be implicated."

Wu Ming was confused when he heard this. What seals, what is the matter that reshapes the foundation, and what does it have to do with Laoshan? He contacted the secrets that the City God said, and some strange things he saw when he was young in Yangqiu. When his mind moved, could it be that Jinse misunderstood something and spoke the truth.
Chapter completed!