222: If you go to Jinshan Temple, you have to dress up as a monk. If you go to the palace, don’t you have to dress up as a eunuch?

In the distance.

Chu Mo and his group, who had just gathered, naturally witnessed all of this.

Zhi Qiu Yi Ye immediately couldn't help but step forward to severely teach that soldier a lesson.

"How can this be? Killing people for not paying, and they can guard the city gate? They're even worse than bandits!"

Yan Chixia pulled Zhi Qiu Yi Ye back.

"Enough! Don't let anger cloud your eyes. If you want to experience the Mortal World, there are many dark places!"

There was one more thing he didn't tell Zhi Qiu Yi Ye: compared to those bandits, these soldiers at least gave a chance.

Those bandits wouldn't waste words.

It would be a knife upon meeting.

Then they would search for valuables on your person, and if they were hungry, it would be a roasted feast on the spot.

As for the ingredients...

They'd take them from where they stood!

"Chu Ge, this is completely different from what you said! These soldiers, even the common people, don't have a trace of compassion on their faces; they're all fierce, as if they could kill at any moment."

Li Tian Ce leaned closer to Chu Mo, whispering his thoughts.

Chu Mo, dressed in a black monk's robe, with a shiny, reflective bald head, looked ahead and said, "It is indeed a bit different from my last visit. However, this also means that our journey to Jinshan Temple might be even more perilous this time."

Although he said this to Li Tian Ce, he already had a bold guess in his mind, but he hadn't voiced it yet.

He still needed more clues to confirm this guess.

If he guessed correctly...

Then Jinshan Temple would be easy to handle.

After Yan Chixia finished talking with Zhi Qiu Yi Ye, he walked over to Chu Mo and Li Tian Ce, lowering his voice.

"Fellow Daoist, you... I heard from Young Master Tian Ce that you've been inside Jinshan Temple. Now we also need to pass through Hang City to investigate Jinshan Temple's true nature..."

He paused here, stumbling a bit and speaking with some restraint, "Do you think we also need to shave our heads and pretend to be monks?!"

As soon as he said this...

Li Tian Ce and Chu Mo both had question marks all over their faces.

What kind of logical thinking was this?!

You have to pretend to be a monk to go to Jinshan Temple?

Then to go to the Imperial Palace, would you have to pretend to be a eunuch?

Would you cut yourself then?

Seeing the two of them staring at him with strange expressions, Yan Chixia knew his words were a bit odd.

But it wasn't his fault!

Because this Fellow Daoist Chu, just a few days ago, had the image of an Immortal Qi-filled Daoist master, unleashing a myriad of swords at will.

Of course, other aspects were a bit unorthodox.

But that was his image.

And now?!

After one trip to Jinshan Temple, he shaved off his beautiful hair and put on a monk's robe. He didn't believe there wasn't some reason behind it.

One's body, hair, and skin are received from one's parents; how can hair be shaved off so casually?

Of course, it was also possible that the other party was too unorthodox, acting without any rules, deliberately making himself like this.

Yan Chixia didn't know these things.

But he knew one thing: if he followed suit, his safety factor would definitely increase greatly.

He might look a bit rough, but he was not at all rigid.

"No such thing. You don't need to follow suit!" Chu Mo waved his hand, signaling to Yan Chixia that there was no need to shave his head.

He himself didn't want to be like this, but there was no other way; no Medicinal Pill worked, his hair simply wouldn't grow, while hair on other parts of his body kept growing wildly.

At this moment, the city gate soldiers also noticed their strangely dressed group and immediately came forward to question them.

"Who are you?! What are you doing in Hang City?!"

The soldier's face was fierce, as if he wanted to devour the four of them alive, a complete opposite of the soldiers Chu Mo had seen last time.

"Amitabha!" Chu Mo first performed a Buddhist salute, then continued, "It's obvious, this humble monk is an ascetic monk, here to Jinshan Temple to seek Great Master Fahai, to discuss scriptures and the Dao."

"Hmm." The soldier sized up Chu Mo for a moment, nodded lightly, and pointed behind him with his saber: "Pay thirty copper coins, and you can enter!"

With that said...

The soldier's gaze fell on Li Tian Ce, Yan Chixia, and Zhi Qiu Yi Ye, and he interrogated them: "And you? Who are you? What are you doing in Hang City?!"

"I am from Kunlu—" Zhi Qiu Yi Ye hadn't finished speaking when Li Tian Ce interrupted him: "I am going to the capital for the imperial examination. These two are my servants, responsible for protecting my safety. As for coming to Hang City, I naturally want to admire the beautiful scenery of West Lake, and incidentally visit Great Master Fahai at Jinshan Temple to ask if I can win the top scholar position in this imperial examination!"

Li Tian Ce himself carried an air of nobility, and when he spoke of going to the capital for the imperial examination and becoming the top scholar so casually, and he even had the leisure to come to Hang City to see West Lake, with two guards who clearly looked formidable by his side...

The soldier immediately imagined many things.

The person in front of him must be the son of a high-ranking official in the imperial court.

"Young Master, please follow me!" The soldier led the way.

This fawning appearance made Zhi Qiu Yi Ye feel a wave of nausea.

"Is this the Mortal World? How is it completely different from what I imagined?"

"Heh heh." Yan Chixia chuckled softly, "What did you imagine the Mortal World to be like? Everyone polite and respectful to each other?!"

...At least as soldiers, they shouldn't casually slaughter common people!" Zhi Qiu Yi Ye was, after all, a hot-blooded Cultivator who had just descended the mountain, and he still couldn't stand these dark aspects of the human world.

If Yan Chixia hadn't stopped him, he might have stepped forward to act on behalf of the heavens and eliminate evil.

Yan Chixia patted his shoulder and said, "Before coming, you said that everyone in Hang City and Jinshan Temple had died! Why are you still fixated on these things?!"

At these words, Zhi Qiu Yi Ye finally woke up with a start.

"That's right! They're already dead. This Hang City and Jinshan Temple shouldn't have any living people, but why... why is Hang City so lively? If they were ghosts, that's impossible, because I didn't smell ghost Qi or Yin Qi from them..."

Seemingly doubting if he had smelled carefully enough, Zhi Qiu Yi Ye sniffed hard at the air again, but it was still the same, as normal as ever.

In his mind, he pictured his Junior Martial Uncle's slovenly appearance, revealing a mouth full of big yellow teeth, with a piece of green vegetable stuck to one.

"Did Junior Martial Uncle trick me again? But that's not right! On the matter of subduing demons and eliminating evil, Junior Martial Uncle never jokes..."

His Junior Martial Uncle might be unreliable in daily life, but information regarding subduing demons and eliminating evil was always accurate, because it concerned the lives of Kunlun Sect Disciples, and could not be taken lightly.

But now it was like this...

"If it wasn't a joke from Junior Martial Uncle, then the demons in this Hang City and Jinshan Temple must be extraordinary beings..."