Time flew by.
In the blink of an eye, another year passed.
The fiery red maple leaves covered the entire peak of the Mao Mountain Ghost Slaying Division. From afar, it looked like a sea of fire!
In the Ghost Slayer Division.
A black aura filled the air, and the aura of resentment was even denser than half a year ago.
Su Yang felt that the array formation of the Mao Mountain Ghost Slaying Department was fluctuating. If this continued, the array formation might collapse.
In the past six months.
The executioners of the Ghost Slaying Division had already changed wave after wave.
When countless rookies first arrived, they were full of energy and vigor.
However, as long as they stayed for a month, their spirit and energy would be exhausted. Many of them even had their backs hunched like old men who were seriously ill and about to die.
Although the lives of the executioners of the Ghost Slaying Division were much better, they were only struggling at death's door!
But even so, the people in the Ghost Slaying Division were still rushing like ducks!
Su Yang did not sigh.
Even if he had no choice, he could only bear the karma of the path he had chosen!
However, if there were powerful and difficult ghosts to deal with, he would also secretly take action!
Su Yang came out of C-5.
He had just killed a malicious ghost.
Su Yang was ready to go to the accounts department to collect his monthly salary.
"Brother Su, did you just complete the mission?" The new managing disciple who had been here for more than a month did not leave early today and walked towards Su Yang with a smile.
"Hmm, Senior Brother Wang didn't go back today?”
Su Yang knew very well that all the outer sect disciples of Mao Mountain knew very well that the Yin Qi and resentment in the Ghost Slaying Bureau were too strong.
Therefore, for the past two years, the disciples who were cultivating did not want to stay in the Ghost Slaying Division for a moment longer.
This was also why Su Yang had already moved to the residence of the managing disciple. He had changed the managing disciple several times.
It was the biggest reason why he lived alone.
However, the new managing disciple, Wang Yun, was very young and could be considered a wonderful person.
Compared to those guys from before, he was more lazy and playful.
Although Wang Yun was new here, he knew some things about the Ghost Slayer Division.
For example, Su Yang's great achievements and legends!
Most importantly, this guy knew that Su Yang had two taels of offerings every month.
Su Yang knew it well and was happy to find some fun.
There was a small town at the foot of Mao Mountain.
The people here were simple and honest. Spring water flowed slowly around the town, hence the name Clear Spring Town!
In Clear Spring Town, osmanthus wine was the best!
Moreover, because this small town was close to Mao Mountain, there were fewer secular conflicts and the ravages of ghosts and demons!
The only entertainment in the town was a stage.
Because of the wars and famines in many places over the years, the famous actors in the opera were long gone.
There was a storyteller inside who was very knowledgeable. He had traveled extensively over the years and was very clear about many strange things.
Listening to the storyteller's story was the only fun for many locals.
Su Yang had been to this place twice with Wang Yun.
The first time was when Wang Yun took the initiative to treat them.
It seemed that Su Yang had to pay for it this time.
However, to him, money and other things were just worldly possessions, so he did not take them to heart.
Su Yang followed Wang Yun and found a seat.
"Two pots of good osmanthus wine!" Wang Yun looked like he was rich and overbearing.
He looked like a rich second-generation heir.
Su Yang did not say much.
Soon, the waiter brought two bottles of fine wine.
On the stage, the storyteller was beaming with joy.
" Speaking of which, Buddhism, Taoism, and the government are the three pillars of power in the world. We talked about Taoism earlier, but the most powerful one is still Mount Longhu…Of course, if it wasn't for the catastrophe that Mao Mountain faced back then, the title of the number one Taoist would have been Mao Mountain…"
At this point, the storyteller felt extremely regretful.
There were people jeering below the stage. Everyone was protected by Mao Mountain, so they naturally did not want Mao Mountain to not be the strongest in their hearts!
There were even some old and senile elders who were so angry that they wanted to spit at the storyteller.
The storyteller smiled helplessly.
The listeners below were the big shots who fed him!
If he told these stories that the listeners did not want to hear, he would probably starve tonight.
"Hey, everyone, don't panic. I haven't finished speaking yet, right?”As expected of a storyteller who relied on his mouth to make a living.
Very quickly, he rounded up his words.
"Everyone, listen to me in detail!
This Mao Mountain is rumored to be the most mysterious existence of Daoism. Back then, there was a stunning person who was the master of the sect master. He was called Daoist Priest Spirit Void…"
After all kinds of praises, everyone's emotions once again boiled along with the storyteller.
Hearing this story, Su Yang played with the wine glass in his hand.
Wang Yun smiled and looked at him.
"Brother Su, how much of a storyteller's trick do you think is true?”
Su Yang raised his neck and poured the wine down his throat.
Then, he put down his glass and looked at Wang Yun.
"Brother Wang, do you believe me?"
Wang Yun grinned and fell silent.
They didn't believe it and were just sitting there to pass the time.
"It's said that Patriarch Spirit Void has lived for hundreds of years and has been in seclusion for 200 years…"
After saying this, many people actually started to tip him.
Su Yang was still sitting calmly in his seat, slowly tasting the wine.
That night, the moon was as cold as water!
In the pitch-black night sky, the thick darkness was like a huge net that wanted to engulf the devourer, making it impossible for him to escape.
Su Yang was half-lying on the bed, thinking about what the storyteller had said during the day!
Priest Spirit Void?
That legendary genius!
A soft voice entered Su Yang's ears.
Feng Ling 'er was wearing a fiery red dress as she stood in the overgrown courtyard.
Although it was already late autumn and the night wind was cold, Feng Ling 'er did not seem to notice it!
This time, she was different from before.
In the past, Su Yang could only feel that her breathing was unstable and her blood was surging.
But this time, it was filled with…an inexplicable sadness!？
This was something Su Yang had never seen in more than a year.
Su Yang was a mid-tier Earth Master, so he could already sense Feng Ling 'er's every move.
At this moment, she took two steps towards her door and stopped. After thinking for a long time, she said,
In the end, she did not take another step forward and sighed heavily.
Then, he disappeared in the night wind…
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