It's dawn.

After tiring up Nie Xiaoqian for a night, Yun Wuyou went out to the county government office.

The place is easy to find, and the middle of the county is.

As Yun, who has a full cultivation level, relies entirely on his mouth, the reverse poisonous milk, Wuyou, naturally it is impossible to stage the old-fashioned trick of being humiliated if he fails to enter the door, and then slap him in the face.

He had "arranged" in advance long before leaving.

So as soon as I arrived at the county government office, I saw the county magistrate wearing a dark purple official uniform, a black gauze hat, a small old, wide and fat body, and a fat and fat body.

"Please stay, please stay!"

Seeing that he was about to go in, Yun Wuyou waved and shouted.

Yangxin County Magistrate Zhu Dezhi frowned. He, who was a Confucian, never liked such loud shouts in public.

Can you come here if you have something to do?

Do you have to show off your duck-boy voice?

But as a magistrate of Darui County who claims to be his country and the people, he still stopped.

But when the little Taoist priest approached and he saw his face clearly, Zhu Dezhi's face became stiff...

Could this little Taoist priest not be transformed by the fox demon?!

In desperation, he used the qi-observation technique and only then did he breathe a sigh of relief after discovering the "popularity" and the surprising yellow light column on Yun Wuyou's head.

At the same time, there was a smile on my face.

How could he be a bad person if he looks so handsome?

"I wonder what kind of nobles are there to call this Taoist priest to call this county?" Zhu Dezhi said with a smile.

Yun Wuyou went straight to the topic, "The sticky rod."

Zhu Dezhi frowned, knowing that there were many people on the stick, but the little Taoist priest said something suddenly, and he was indeed a little confused.

The little Taoist took out the nightmare, but showed his eyes and took them back.

Zhu Dezhi and another official opposite changed his expression, "This... Taoist priest please."

Zhu Dezhi changed his normalcy, bent slightly, and led his way to the county government.

It seems to be true. The little Taoist priest remained silent and then gave in to Zhu Dezhi and then walked into the county government office with a swagger.

Arranged in the living room, Zhu Dezhi walked in through the door after a while, "I wonder what this Taoist priest is called? What kind of guild are you going to visit this county?"

Yun Wuyou stood up and bowed, "I am called Wuyouzi. I really have something to ask for when I come to the land."

Then Yun Wuyou told the experience of last night to the Yangxin County Magistrate, well...the experience after reduction.

After hearing Zhu Dezhi frowned slightly, "I have heard about Zhou Guang's family's daughter-in-law's death. I thought it was an ordinary woman who couldn't think of it, but I didn't expect that since she became a ghost after her death, she had become a ghost. Well, since the matter was in this county and was met by the Taoist priest, the county will take good care of it today."

Yun Wuyou: If you can become a county magistrate, I won’t believe if you say there is no one behind you behind it.

But I could only think about this in my heart. The little Taoist priest laughed and bowed, "My dear Lord Qingming, I am really lucky to be under the rule of Lord Yangxin County."

Zhu Dezhi's face was suddenly red, shook his head and his eyes looked at Yun Wuyou a little more friendly.

"Come, please invite the county magistrate Lin."

Yun Wuyou's eyes lit up. This county magistrate really knows how to be a human being. No wonder he was able to become the leader of a county at a young age.

After the tea time, Yun Wuyou rode a tall horse and was protected by two big men in martial uniforms in the middle and went out of the city north.

During this period, I went back to the inn and told the shopkeeper Zhou Guangquan about this.

After receiving his thanks for his ancestors, Yun Wuyou left with satisfaction.

...

Yangxin County Government Office.

The county magistrate sat down at Zhu Dezhi's action and said in confusion: "Mr. Zhu, that little Taoist priest is just a 'small stick'. Why do you pay so much attention to it? Let the county magistrate Lin go to protect him?"

Zhu Dezhi put his sleeves in his hands, looking like an old god.

"Mr. Huang, it's so small! The pattern is so small!"

County Magistrate Huang's face changed, and he hurriedly got up and bent down and said, "Yes! Please give me advice from Lord Zhu."

Zhu Dezhi seemed very satisfied with his performance. He picked up a cup of tea, took a sip, and then slowly said: "Just a small 'small stick' is not worth my Zhu Dezhi's care so much. After all, behind me... cough cough, but Lord Huang might as well think deeper."

"deep?"

The county magistrate was puzzled.

Zhu Dezhi sighed and put down the teacup, "Mr. Huang think about it, can ordinary people give birth to people who look like Wuyouzi?"

The county magistrate suddenly realized and frowned again, "This Wuyouzi is indeed outstanding in appearance, but as a small stick, he doesn't even have a cultivation level..."

"Pattern, pattern, depth, depth! Lord Huang, I have told you so many times, why can't you understand it?!

Think about it, in Darui, only silver armor is qualified to choose a small stick, right? So there is no need to say more about the scarcity of this small stick, which is comparable to silver armor."

The county magistrate nodded, still a little puzzled.

"Why are you not enlightened? Ah? Think about it, if you were a silver armor, who would you give this only place to?"

The county magistrate said for granted it: "Of course it was given to my son... Damn! Sir, are you talking about Wuyouzi's father, a silver armor on the stick?"

Zhu Dezhi nodded lightly, "If Wuyouzi has cultivation, it's hard to say, but he has no cultivation, then there is no need to doubt it."

The county magistrate was still frightened. Sure enough, Lord Zhu came from a famous family and was knowledgeable, so it was different.

At this moment, Yangzhou Prefecture, within a small courtyard in Jinling City.

An old Taoist with a slightly hunched body suddenly sneezes and muttered: Could it be that it has been too long since I returned, and I am a little unacceptable to the local environment?

"Old turtle, you still know how to come back. It took you several decades to solve the Nightmare Corpse Sect. I thought you were burping there?!" A loud voice shouted at the door.

The old Taoist raised his eyebrows and immediately walked out cursingly.

...

According to the county magistrate Lin Kai.

The location of Miliang Town is located in the north of Yangxin County. You can get there in about a day and a half if you ride a horse.

As for finding the son of the inn, it would be difficult.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a needle in a haystack.

But helplessly, Yun Wuyou came. After all, he had never experienced the difficulties of finding someone along the way.

Milk while walking.

It took only half a day to go.

The group of three arrived at a valley. Lin Kai, the county magistrate in the early stage of Guiyuan, and the captain who was at the peak of Qi training, were resting in order to take care of Yun Wuyou.

The little Taoist priest who was resting suddenly saw a black dot on the ridge in the distance, which seemed to be a cave.

For some reason, a dark prediction told him that the inn shopkeeper's son was in the cave.

"Mr. Lin, Captain Yu, found someone."

Yun Wuyou stood up from the stone and showed the holy path in front of the people.

"Um?"

Captain Yu didn't know that the county magistrate Lin Kai knew Yun Wuyou's identity, so he was not very surprised at this moment.
Chapter completed!