Today I hold the world

When night fell, Yang Chuanfu left the inn and walked home. The houses in Xicheng were not far away, but there was still a little distance. In the past, there were not many people on the street at this time, but today there are many.

Most of them were official servants and servants of some rich families. Yang Chuanfu had a clear mind, and he could guess that this was a negotiation and cooperation between the county magistrate's office and many rich families in Yuancheng.

Right now, there's only one reason the two are working together: things are tough.

Otherwise, you can post a notice and make it up, and deal with it hastily.

"Master, it's a big night..."

Yang Chuanfu stopped a tall and thin guard passing by to ask questions, but before he could finish the conversation, the other party stared and said, "Go away!"

Yang Chuanfu stepped back and let the man run over.

Normally these people were very kind and friendly, but today they were unexpectedly fierce. Yang Chuanfu hurried back to Zhong's small courtyard and saw Zhong Shouyi sweeping the snow.

Ignoring him, he went directly into the room to find some water to drink. The girl Zhong Shouling was playing with a puppet, and after calling out 'sixth brother' affectionately, she played on her own.

Yang Chuanfu took two steps inside the room, hesitating. In fact, every time he came here these days, he was a little afraid to enter the back room.

He was afraid that his mistress would die as soon as he entered, but there was still a deep sense of reluctance in his fear. Deep down in his heart, he did not want his mistress to leave the world no matter what.

After a while, he finally walked in, and seeing the woman opened her eyes soberly, Yang Chuanfu said happily, "Master, have you ever felt better?"

The woman's real name was Lin Chunman, and she smiled at this time, and let out a soft 'um' from her throat. Although the tone was good, it was incoherent and tinged with phlegm.

"Master, what do you want to eat?" Yang Chuanfu walked quickly and squatted in front of the couch, just to speak out for Lin Chunman without too much effort.

The small and hoarse voice was intermittent, Yang Chuanfu leaned forward to listen carefully, knowing that she probably meant to say: "Xiao Liu, help Master take good care of Yi'er and Ling'er."

Yang Chuanfu only felt that his chest was stuffy and sad, and tears dripped on the wooden board unconsciously, "Don't worry, you will definitely get better."

Seeing that Lin Chunman was still trying to raise his hand, Yang Chuanfu quickly took the initiative to hold it, and then said: "Xiao Liu, I'm sorry for you..."

"Master, don't worry, Shouyi and Ling'er will be taken care of by Xiaoliu, and they will have nothing to worry about." Yang Chuanfu really couldn't bear to say another word to the woman on the couch.

After hearing this, the woman nodded slowly, and her eyes indicated that Yang Chuanfu could go out.

When he left the back room, Yang Chuanfu turned his head and looked again. The woman had already closed her eyes, and she was probably going to sleep again.

Every time he went in and out, his heart would only get heavier, but seeing the four-year-old girl still playing with the puppet calmly, Yang Chuanfu forced a smile and pushed the door out.

Zhong Shouyi in the yard had already cleared a round of snow, because the ghostly weather has been falling, so after a while, another thin layer accumulated on the ground.

The two sat under the eaves in silence just like yesterday. After a long time, Yang Chuanfu said:

"On the way back, I saw the officials of the county magistrate's office and servants of several big families coming and going, all heading towards the four city gates, east, west, north, south, and I think they must know something about it."

Zhong Shouyi didn't say a word, Yang Chuanfu said: "What do you think?"

"Stay home." Zhong Shouyi responded calmly.

It is indeed straightforward to communicate with this child, but there is too much interest in life, and Yang Chuanfu often feels dull.

I was tangled in my heart for a moment, and finally breathed out, it's okay, that's fine, no more nonsense.

Then he said bluntly: "Yesterday I saw that you wield that wooden sword very proficiently. You should have practiced it before. Can you tell me about the supernatural power?"

Zhong Shouyi was silent for a moment, and then replied: "[Demon Slaying Sword], it has not reached the first level of low-grade, and it is useful for restraining ghosts, monsters and beasts."

Yang Chuanfu's eyes were bright, and he said happily, "Is it really a treasure?"

As soon as the words were uttered, he quickly calmed down again for fear that Zhong Shouyi would make a joke.

After coughing, he asked again: "What do you mean by first-order low-grade, something used by gods?"

Zhong Shouyi said: "There are no gods, only immortals. Those who have not reached the first level are low-grade things that are between mortal weapons and spiritual weapons, and are not popular."

Yang Chuanfu became more and more shocked, "Immortal cultivators? Are there really such people in this world?"

He no longer concealed his shock. Legends of immortals and demons were originally out of reach, but today he heard from Zhong Shouyi, who had been with him all the time, that in an instant, he felt that he had lived for 19 years in vain.

"Are you also a cultivator?"

"No, but I have spiritual roots."

"What is a spirit root?"

"The book of cultivation."

"Your family are all cultivators?"

"Just me and grandpa."

"Then your grandfather is a fairy now?"

……

After asking for a long time, Yang Chuanfu finally got a general idea of ​​the situation of Zhong Shouyi's family.

His grandfather was an outer disciple of Ziyun Mountain. Because of his poor talent, he was expelled from the sect after the age of 30 and traveled in the territory of Daliang for many years.

When Zhong Shouyi was born, three generations of his family had fled everywhere, because his grandfather had offended another group of low-level casual cultivators who were also unqualified, and finally chose Yuancheng to settle down because the place was secluded and not easy to be seen. The enemy found out.

He knew everything he could know. Although Yang Chuanfu was shocked, he still had a lot of questions that he wanted to clarify. Unfortunately, Zhong Shou had already revealed everything he could know. If he didn't know, it was because the previous generation didn't do well.

As the night was getting darker, Yang Chuanfu was restless, because he saw the bright lights on the west gate from the courtyard, and he could even hear the roar of abuse occasionally, so he settled down: "You stay at home and I will go and see what happened."

Zhong Shou nodded.

Yang Chuanfu quickly left the yard and ran towards the west gate, and came back sweating coldly after a while, saying:

"It's starting to fight. Several ghosts have pecked holes in the city gates. Those yamen servants and servants can't do any harm to the ghosts at all!"

The one end last night had already caused the two of them to suffer enough. Today, Xichengmen rarely said that three or four heads would come in. Yang Chuanfu could only feel horrified, but even at this time, he did not see Zhong Shouyi depressed or panicked, and asked in surprise:

"You have a way to deal with it?"

Zhong Shouyi tightened his grip on the wooden sword behind him, and said, "No, it can only deal with one end."

"Then you are not in a hurry?"

"It's no use worrying."

……

Yang Chuanfu only felt like a fool. Yesterday he was teaching others to judge the situation, but today he became the object of his education, which made him feel ashamed.

But now is not the time to discuss whether to lose face, but how to deal with those three ghosts who are likely to come to Zhong's courtyard.

"Your sword is powerful, can I use it? Are there any other utensils at home?" Yang Chuanfu became more and more anxious, because there was more and more movement at the west gate.

Zhong Shouyi shook his head, looked around, and handed Yang Chuanfu the broom that he used to sweep the floor before. Yang Chuanfu laughed and scolded: "What a fart, I'll go home and get it."

Before he ran home, a huge black shadow had arrived on the path.