"This is the eighth master."

A white-bearded old man walked up to him, and Wang Jie hurriedly whispered a reminder in Qian Hao's ear.

"Eighth Master." Wang Jie greeted respectfully.

Qian Hao was not rude, and Wang Jie also called the eighth master.

The old man had a smile on his face, walked straight to Qian Hao's side, looked Qian Hao up and down, and said, "I am also your uncle in terms of seniority, and if you don't dislike it, you can call me the eighth uncle." ”

This suddenly has an uncle, Qian Hao is still a little inexplicable, but the truth that pies will not fall from the sky is still understood, this eighth master invited himself to come, there must be something, and what can he do, it is nothing more than to resurrect the dead.

This thought must be Wang Jie's basket.

"Eighth Uncle asked Wang Jie to take me here, there must be something, right?" Qian Hao didn't plan to waste time, so he made it clear directly.

The eighth master glanced at Qian Hao a few more times with a little appreciation on his face, and with a wave of his hand, he guided the three of them into the hall.

A male housekeeper commanded several attendants to serve tea to Qian Hao and the others, and Huahua sat next to Qian Hao, his eyes kept scanning every corner of the villa, and he didn't dare to speak.

"The eighth master called you here because there is something for you to help." Wang Jie said with a smile on his face.

"It's really a bit of a thing, I don't know if it's inconvenient for Fang to say a few words in private." After the eighth master finished speaking, he glanced at Wang Jie.

Wang Jie smiled, hurriedly pulled up Huahua, and said, "Convenient, convenient." ”

Huahua was pulled out by Wang Jie with a bitter face.

The rest of the people also walked out one after another, and the eighth master and Qian Hao were left in the hall.

"Come with me." The eighth master got up and walked towards the back hall.

Qian Hao followed, and did not stop until he entered another connected courtyard and came to a door locked by a large golden lock.

Qian Hao couldn't help but change his face when he saw the golden lock, this big lock is not something that ordinary people can have, it is something outside the secular world, who is locked in this house? Qian Hao was slightly surprised in his heart. Looking at the eighth master again, the expression on his face also looked a little dignified, and he took out a silver key and unlocked it.

"Eighth uncle, what is this?" Qian Hao asked in a low voice.

"It seems that my guess is correct, the senior should have seen something." The eighth master actually called Qian Hao a senior, which made Qian Hao suddenly understand something, a little surprised, and at the same time there was a trace of expectation in his heart.

When he meets his peers, it means opportunities, how can he not be excited.

The golden lock opened, pushed open the door, and the two walked into the room.

The room was gloomy and somewhat cold, and a green lamp gave off a faint glow, illuminating a small area. Looking closely, a white-haired old woman was lying flat in a crystal coffin, with a peaceful face.

"She's been sleeping for over twenty years." The eighth master opened the crystal coffin and gently stroked the woman's white hair.

For more than 20 years, the body can still be kept from rotting, and some special method must have been used.

"She was my double cultivation partner, who died more than fifty years ago due to the exhaustion of her yang life. If you guess correctly, the predecessor must be from the cultivation realm, right? The eighth master looked at Qian Hao and asked.

Qian Hao nodded and did not deny it.

"Now this interface is no longer suitable for cultivation."

"The eighth master invited me to come, wouldn't it just tell me this?"

"According to Wang Jie, you saved a person with a pill, right? The old man invited his seniors to come, and he also wanted to trouble his seniors. ”

"If it's your wife, I'm afraid not." Qian Hao was blunt.

"You misunderstood, my wife left peacefully, and the person I want to save is not my wife. It's an enemy. The eighth master said.

"How many days have you been dead?"

"Two days."

"In one day, there's still a chance. But why? Qian Hao naturally won't help people casually because of a face problem, at least he will do it if he wants to get the ideal benefits.

And at least now that he has found out where the interests are, this deal can still be discussed, as for who he saves, he doesn't care, anyway, it is just to let the dead live for a day, which is not too much loss for him, just how many pills are at the top.

"The old man has just stepped into the cultivation realm, because his understanding is too poor, he has not learned the essence, and he has barely achieved the effect of prolonging life, I am afraid that the old man will not be able to help in this regard, but the old man is still abundant in terms of money, and he can raise the price at will if he needs to." The eighth master replied like this.

"This is not necessarily, the eighth uncle is practicing the double cultivation method, I really want to know if this double cultivation method can absorb yin?" Qian Hao asked.

"Double cultivation is to pay attention to the harmony of yin and yang, to use the power of the other party to synthesize themselves, and returning to yang and accepting yin is the method of entry."

"Then can the eighth master teach me this method of entry?"

"No problem."

"Let's talk about the price!" Qian Hao is not greedy, it's just that he doesn't take the money there, and he is a little too careless.

About an hour later, Qian Hao walked out of the eighth master's house with a smile.

Wang Jie hurriedly greeted him.

"How's it going? Did the eighth master give any benefits? ”

"If there's a fifth person who knows about this, I'll reduce the number to just three." Qian Hao's cold tone made Wang Jie tremble in fright, and from his eyes, Wang Jie knew that Qian Hao was not joking.

And Huahua is sorting out her clothes in the car at the moment, and some messy hair is still at the corner of her mouth. The rosy cheeks were a little embarrassed to avoid Qian Hao's gaze.

"Help me move tomorrow." Qian Hao sat in the co-pilot position and said.

"Where to move to?" Wang Jie asked with some surprise.

"Downtown. Now go book a house. ”

"Okay. I'll just say that the eighth master will definitely not be able to treat you badly. ”

At the request of Qian Hao, Huahua was directly sent to the residence by Wang Jie and no longer followed the two.

"This girl is really sassy.,The car shook just now.,That voice.,That jishu.,Hey.,There's really no pick.,It's a waste if you don't go up.。 I'll go to your house when I have time! Wang Jie smiled wickedly as he drove the car.

"Oh." Qian Hao just replied softly, at the moment he didn't seem to have any interest in being alive, all he needed was aura.

After an afternoon's work, Qian Hao changed to a new house, which is also a villa, although it is not as good as the eighth master's one, it is also good. It cost a full five million.

And the eighth master actually gave Qian Hao 10 million, which surprised Wang Jie, and he didn't expect it.

In fact, this 10 million was not what Qian Hao wanted, originally Qian Hao only offered 1 million, but the eighth master directly gave 10 million, saying that he was the same cultivator, and 1 million was too much to see. And in the future, with Qian Hao's ability, there will be no shortage of this money, which can only be regarded as a gift for haode.

"Become a tyrant in this second, and you won't have to go to work tomorrow."

"I'm just an undertaker. Could it be that Manager Wang wants to fire me? Qian Hao responded with a smile.

"What are you kidding? You're not going to be addicted to watching dead people, are you? ”

"If you don't fire me, then I'll go back to work tomorrow."