"This morning, outside Xiatui, I heard something strange." The City God said slowly.

"What's the matter?" Zhang Xuan became interested.

"Sir, can you tell me that a new stone bridge was built outside Yingling City a few months ago?"

"Stone Bridge?" Zhang Xuan seemed to know what the City God was going to say, "I heard of it."

Seeing that Zhang Xuan's expression had not changed, the City God continued, "When the stone bridge was being built, a dragon-slaying sword was specially put on to prevent the dragon and snake from getting out of the water."

"It's true." Zhang Xuan heard it.

The City God picked up the teacup and took a sip, "But strangely, someone discovered this morning that the Dragon-Slaying Sword had disappeared mysteriously overnight. Are you wondering if this is a strange thing?"

Zhang Xuan hesitated a little. He wanted to say now that he had taken the Dragon Sword, but the sword was not his after all. Although the Dragon Sword took the initiative to throw itself into his arms, outsiders did not know the inside story. If they treat him as a thief, what should they do?

However, after hesitating for a moment, Zhang Xuan decided to tell the truth.

"To be honest, the Dragon Slaying Sword was taken down."

"Oh?" Yingling City God was deeply surprised. He didn't expect that Zhang Xuan would admit it so generously in front of him.

Yingling City God then pretended to be surprised and quickly stood up and bowed.

"Can you be a master of Taoism? I heard that this dragon-slaying sword is an extremely yang thing, and ordinary people must not get close to you."

Zhang Xuan thought to himself, I also know it is an extremely yang thing, but it flew over by itself at that time!

With a embarrassed smile, Zhang Xuan waved his hand, "I am just a mortal, and I don't know how to practice Taoism, let alone any masters."

"There was a monk living in the main room, but unfortunately he was not here now." After saying that, he pointed to Xu Xunzhi's room.

Knowing that Zhang Xuan was not a Taoist practitioner in the Immortal Palace, Yingling City God was slightly relieved.

After all, he heard from other ghost immortals that these immortal palaces are extremely powerful, and ordinary city gods, mountain gods, etc. They are definitely not afraid to provoke them. Moreover, some immortal palace masters, although they are the body of cultivating Taoism, will often kill them once conflicts arise, and even the true god of the underworld will never let them go.

Since there is no power in the Immortal Palace behind it, if you really want to be angry, you don’t have to worry too much.

"Then I have something unknown. Since I am not a practitioner of Taoism, how can I obtain the Dragon Slaying Sword?" The City God tentatively tentatively.

Speaking of this, Zhang Xuan remembered the thrilling scene last night and couldn't help but tremble.

Cough cough, Zhang Xuan coughed twice, "It's really his own initiative..."

"Take the initiative?" The City God couldn't understand it now.

"Ahem, it took the initiative to hand over itself to me." Zhang Xuan looked at the City God, "Do you not understand so?"

The City God shook his head blankly.

"Then let's demonstrate it to you." Zhang Xuan picked up the tea cup and took a sip of the tea.

"Yaoguang."

As soon as he finished speaking, a buzzing sound came from Zhang Xuan's room.

"What?" The City God quickly looked in the sound, but found nothing unusual.

Zhang Xuan smiled awkwardly, "Maybe he's sleeping in."

"Yaoguang, come!"

As soon as the order was issued, another buzzing sound came, and the sound of the long sword breaking through the air came.

A flash of lightning, the Shaking Light Sword had already arrived in front of Zhang Xuan, and then circled around Zhang Xuan.

Seeing this scene, Yingling City God was shocked, "How could it be?"

But after all, a county's underworld is the god. This is not very strange to him, and his face immediately returned to calm.

"Last night, this sword came to me for the initiative." Zhang Xuan held the hilt of the Shaking Light Sword in his hand and put the Shaking Light on the stone platform.

While setting off the sword, Zhang Xuanyu glanced at the stone platform, but his face changed a little.

Something seems to be wrong!

Zhang Xuan put away his smile and stared quietly at the middle-aged man who claimed to be a traveler in front of him.

Because, he found that there was no shortage of tea in the teacup in front of the middle-aged man. He clearly remembered before that the middle-aged man raised his glass to drink tea at least three times!

"Damn! It won't be a soul or something again!"

Yingling City God did not notice anything unusual, and continued to pick up the tea cup and drink tea, and then put it down, and there was no shortage!

Zhang Xuan's palms began to sweat. He didn't know that the soul was not a mortal anyway!

Besides, which mortal would be as calm as he saw Fei Jian Lingkong?

Steady his mind, Zhang Xuan put a little force on his right eye, and the double pupils were colorful and then they returned to clarity.

Zhang Xuan frowned.

I saw that the middle-aged man in front of me had no change in his body in his double pupils, but there was blue smoke around him.

If you smell it carefully, the incense aura around you is quite obvious.

He remembered the records in "Records of Gods and Ghosts". Those with such characteristics are often on duty by the underworld who enjoy the power of incense and wishes!

"After all, the Yinshi is a god worshipped, so it should not harm people." Zhang Xuan's heart was slightly relieved.

However, what did this worshipped god do to him? He also had to shut his breath and hide his actions? Zhang Xuan felt a little suspicious.

Moreover, if you look closely, you seem to have seen the middle-aged man in front of you somewhere.

"Which god is it?" Zhang Xuan thought quietly.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration, Zhang Xuan raised his head and widened his eyes, almost blurted out,

"City God! It's Yingling City God!"

Zhang Xuan remembered that the man sitting in the middle of the Chenghuang Temple in Yingling County went to the purple official robe and put on a green long robe. Isn’t it the middle-aged man in front of him?

Zhang Xuan widened his eyes and confirmed it over and over again, but the more he looked, the more he looked, the more he looked.

Since he has been able to practice the method of moving and shrinking the ground, Zhang Xuan has to go to Yingling County, twenty miles away to eat some delicious food every day. The place where the food is the most concentrated is near the county Chenghuang Temple, so Zhang Xuan passes through the Chenghuang Temple almost every day.

Although he had never been in, every time he passed by, Zhang Xuan would take a look inside. Therefore, Zhang Xuan absolutely remembers the appearance of the county city god.

"You can't be wrong, it's him!"

Yingling City God saw Zhang Xuan staring at him, and was a little confused.

"Sir, what's wrong with you?"

Zhang Xuan didn't say anything.

"Do you want to expose him directly?" Zhang Xuan hesitated.

After all, the gods also want face. If they expose him directly, will they be so angry that they will take revenge on me?

However, before he could figure out this question, Zhang Xuan suddenly thought of another question.

According to the "Record of Gods and Ghosts", the city gods like the underworld usually have followers when traveling.

There shouldn't be only one person in Yingling City God's trip, right?

Zhang Xuan thought of this and used his right eye to look around.

I don’t expect to know, I’m shocked!

I saw that in the double pupils, my yard was filled with incense and blue smoke.

Zhang Xuan felt cold behind him. He knew that behind every wisp of incense was a ghost god.

Even fools can see that they are surrounded!
Chapter completed!