Immediately, Jiang Ting sent a message asking for the opinion of Jia Duanning, a professional.

Although Maoshan is in the south, and the legends of demon fairies such as Huangxian are prevalent in the north or northeast, Jiang Ting feels that now that the transportation is developed, Maoshan's business scope may have to be expanded.

Sure enough, soon, Jia Duanning's dialog box popped up: "Director Jiang, although I haven't been in contact with this Huang Xian, I have heard some of it mentioned by Daoists in the north. ”

"Did Director Jiang see that the person who was taken on by Huang Xian had a tumor bulging in his hand?" Jia Duanning sent messages quickly.

Jiang Ting glanced at Wang Po, who had just recovered from Huang Xian's upper body at this moment, and was lying on the chair to slow down.

"There is indeed a tumor, but it is gone after the yellow fairy left the body." Jiang Ting recalled the scene when Fang Cai Huang Xian was on his body.

"That's right." Jia Duanning sent a message, "When Huang Xian goes up, he has to place the spirit body on the disciple's body, and at this time, a bag will bulge out of the disciple's hand. ”

"The next time Director Jiang sees it on the upper body again, you take a chopstick clip or something like that, clip the bag, and then this yellow immortal will be restrained."

"It's that simple?" Jiang Ting raised his eyebrows.

"I also listened to the northern Taoist friends." Jia Duanning replied, "They said that Huang Xian is not a true immortal after all, if you want to go up, its true body must be around here, clamp that bag, and prevent its spirit body from returning, you can force it to ask for its true body." ”

Jiang Ting thanked him, looked around, and thought about it.

Jia Duanning's thinking should be right, there is a distance limit on the upper body of Huang Xian, that is to say, in Yicheng, or on this street, there must be a Huang Xian.

It seems that there is something to do to make this yellow immortal go back again.

"Wang Po is really a person with real skills." Jiang Ting stood up and saluted, and a business card made of jade was taken out by him and handed it to Wang Po, "The door of the Kyushu Feng Shui Council Association has always been open for those who are capable, if Wang Po is willing, you can contact me at any time." ”

Wang Po took this heavy business card, her eyes were a little straight, she is also a person with vision, and she can easily see that this business card is carved from a whole piece of jade, and it is definitely not pressed by any jade powder.

Jiang Ting was very indifferent, this business card was customized by him to Tianshu, and the jade pieces used were actually leftovers from the divine material deposits, which could be regarded as waste utilization.

After Wang Po accepted the business card, Jiang Ting didn't stay long, turned around and left here, his identity was the president of the Yicheng Branch of the Kyushu Feng Shui Council, and the shelf naturally had to be put up.

As for the rest, if you sell the information of your peers, you will get money, Wang Po will naturally do it, as for whether she joins or not, Jiang Ting doesn't care, after all, the Kyushu Feng Shui Council itself does not exist, this is just a business card for him to contact the Feng Shui circle in Yicheng.

Afternoon.

Jiang Ting asked Zhang Xiaoxian to go to dinner together, due to the different vacation times of their respective colleges, after going to college, either Zhang Xiaoxian was not in Yicheng or Jiang Ting went to other places for archaeology, and the two only contacted on their mobile phones.

In other words, the unexpected reunion in the ghost temple is the first time the two have met after four years of separation.

"It's been four years...... Jiang Ting sighed with emotion, opened a can of green beer, and handed it to Zhang Xiaoxian, "I haven't seen you for the past four years, what have you been busy with?" ”

"I've learned something, I've experienced something." Zhang Xiaoxian stretched out his hand to take it and took a sip, "For example, people like me who are from a law major and have studied forensic medicine by the way, it is estimated that there are not too many...... What about you? ”

"Archaeology, under the bucket, outside in the wind and sun." Jiang Ting smiled, "It's not as good as Lawyer Zhang." ”

Zhang Xiaoxian also smiled and didn't speak, even when he heard Jiang Ting say, "Are you interested in coming to our office?" Although it doesn't have to be a legal officer. ”

"Okay." Zhang Xiaoxian didn't raise his head.

Jiang Ting was slightly stunned, he didn't think that his friend would directly agree, when recruiting Xu Tao at that time, even in the face of coercion and temptation, Xu Tao hesitated for a long time.

He vaguely felt that compared with four years ago, Zhang Xiaoxian seemed to be a little different, but Jiang Ting couldn't see the specific changes that had occurred.

"You can't always live for yourself." Zhang Xiaoxian looked at the sky in the distance, took a sip of beer, and threw a few peanuts into his mouth, as if recalling something.

The place where they are is near a gas station, which has been out of the outer ring, but the pork knuckle in this restaurant is extremely well done, fragrant and soft, and Jiang Ting has never forgotten it.

There were not many customers in the store, and the proprietress personally brought the pork knuckle up and pulled Zhang Xiaoxian back to reality.

The two drank and ate food, recalling the experiences of their youth, and soon chatted hotly, and as time passed, a whole pork knuckle was eaten, and the two walked out of the restaurant with a full stomach.

Now that it is approaching March, under the influence of the revival of the aura, the spring breeze has softened a little, gently brushing over Jiang Ting's face, although the awakened will not get drunk, but this slightly drunk feeling is really good.

Construction is underway near the gas station, a bridge has been half completed, and a big red plaque stands at the head of the bridge, which is very eye-catching.

The two of them passed by the bridge, and suddenly heard a shout coming from behind them: "Hey, brother, the money has fallen!" ”

Jiang Ting was stunned for a moment, Zhang Xiaoxian turned his head, and a middle-aged fat man with a fat figure ran over, he was wearing a suit that was incompatible with the construction site, and he was holding two hundred-yuan bills in his hands.

Jiang Ting looked at Zhang Xiaoxian and gestured with his eyes, he had a wallet, and he only had a Kyushu coin on his body, and this money could not have been dropped by him Jiang Ting.

Zhang Xiaoxian stretched out his hand to take the two Kyushu coins, and suddenly, there was a click not far away, the big red plaque cracked, and the fat man in the suit looked stiff and looked back.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred!

Zhang Xiaoxian leaned forward, stepped out, raised his hand to strangle the fat man's throat, and then kicked him in the crook of his leg.

The fat man in the suit was caught off guard and fell to his knees, Zhang Xiaoxian grabbed his hair and smashed the fat man's face to the ground!

With a "bang", blood mixed with mud and flowed down the face of the fat man in the suit.

"Say! Who made you do that! ”

Zhang Xiaoxian's face was hideous, like a ghost, squeezing out a sentence from between his teeth, the fat man in the suit struggled, trying to get up, but he couldn't move like a chicken.

"Manager!"

Several construction workers at the head of the bridge quickly discovered the abnormality, and with a hula, dozens of people rushed over with the tools they had in hand, and a cold light appeared in Jiang Ting's eyes, and his body flew out like lightning!

With a "dang" sound, a shovel fell, but Jiang Ting raised his hand to block it, and the next moment, his hand knife fell, slashed at the attacker's neck, and knocked him unconscious.

As an awakened person, Jiang Ting's physical fitness is far beyond ordinary people, Mo said that these sticks and shovels, even if they are stabbed with a dagger, can only leave a white mark on him.

Jiang Ting made a calm and decisive move, but in just half a minute, he knocked dozens of people to the ground, and all of them fainted.

On the other side, Zhang Xiaoxian dragged the manager with a bloody face to the red plaque at the head of the bridge.

"Living stakes, borrowing living souls, two hundred yuan want to buy our lives......" Zhang Xiaoxian sneered, "You will have a lot of crooked ways!" ”

"You...... How do you know......" The manager trembled, and as soon as Zhang Xiaoxian opened his mouth, he knew that he had met a master.

Jiang Ting clasped his hands to his chest, looked at the two people in front of him, and said nothing.

I haven't seen each other for four years, and my little hair seems to have learned a lot.

"Tell me who instigated it." Zhang Xiaoxian said while holding the manager's collar.

"What proof do you have that I hurt you!" The manager gritted his teeth, although he was afraid in his heart, he was even more afraid of the existence who gave him ideas, "The Longxiang Empire has a royal law!" I advise you to let it go, otherwise you won't be able to eat and walk around! ”

"Wang Fa?" Zhang Xiaoxian seemed to have heard the biggest joke in the world, he looked at the manager's greasy face, and smashed it hard, "Lao Tzu is the king!" ”

"Shhhh

Jiang Ting gasped, in his impression, his friend had always been mild-mannered, but now he was like an angry lion, showing his hideous fangs.

However, there is one thing to say, the scene in front of him makes Jiang Ting can't help but think of the part in "Water Margin", where Lu Tizhi punched the town of Guanxi......

"The Longxiang Empire has a royal law, I won't beat you to death, but you'd better figure out whose hands your life is in now." Zhang Xiaoxian lifted the manager from the ground, and the latter was beaten to the point that his nose was blue and his face was swollen, and blood was spilling from his mouth and nose.

"Who's behind you?"

"Master, the master calls himself Xuan Lingzi......" The manager gasped slightly, and shuddered and took out a business card from his pocket, "This is what he gave me." ”

"What a Xuan Lingzi, I actually instructed you to borrow the soul ......" Zhang Xiaoxian took the business card and slapped the manager's face a few times, "You won't have beaten the living stake, right?" ”

"No, no!" The manager hurriedly replied, "Master Mingjian, how dare we!" ”

"Don't dare? Are you afraid that you will leave evidence and be caught by the police in the future? Zhang Xiaoxian smiled, touched the manager a few times, and took out the latter's identity document, "There is more than one person who can curse Xuan Lingzi, I advise you to accumulate virtue and don't do this kind of thing, otherwise, maybe you will die violently one day?" ”

……

On the way back, Zhang Xiaoxian explained to Jiang Ting what is driving a living pile and what is borrowing a living soul.

These two kinds of evil arts are used when building bridges, the so-called piles, refers to the process of building bridges, when encountering the situation that the bridge foundation can not be driven, and the piles cannot be driven, the living people are sealed in the pillars, and the people are beaten together with the piles.

That is, the sacrifice of the living.

Zhang Xiaoxian told Jiang Ting that although driving stakes was a cruel sacrificial method in ancient times, in the Longxiang Empire, this evil art had not been broken.

Or a worker who came to work, or a college student who did an internship, tricked him into the side of the hollow bridge pillar that had not yet been capped, and pushed it down while he was unprepared, and the cement was poured into it in an instant, sealing the person inside, which is the driving pile.

As for human life or something, it is nothing more than an engineering accident, and the compensation is two or three hundred thousand yuan, if it is a homeless man who is pushed down, maybe even this money will be saved.

"What about borrowing souls?" Jiang Ting felt a chill down his spine when he heard this, he never thought that there would be such an evil technique in the process of building the bridge.

"Compared with the living human pile, borrowing the soul is much simpler and more concealed to operate, but it also has greater requirements for Taoism."

Zhang Xiaoxian frowned, "The so-called borrowing soul is often after encountering the problem that the bridge is difficult to connect, build an altar at the bridgehead, erect a big red plaque, and shout when passers-by pass by the bridge, if someone turns back, their soul will be borrowed, and they will die in a few days."

What we just encountered was the borrowing of the soul, but it seems to have failed, the borrowing of the soul has high requirements for the time, place, and the way of the person who set up the formation, and this person has to guard against it. ”

Jiang Ting nodded, stretched out his hand and took the business card: "I will deal with this matter, it is related to the safety of the people of Yicheng, and the Pre-Qin Research Institute will not hesitate." ”

……

The last day of the holiday of the Tianshu Management Office.

Wang Po sent news that there were three feng shui masters to introduce to him, all of whom were recognized as people with real skills in the Feng Shui circle of Yicheng.

Jiang Ting agreed, in the past few days, he had tried to find the one named Xuan Lingzi, but in vain, the other party's identity information was fake, and now there was no news, as if the world had evaporated.

Although Jiang Ting has contacted all parties and planted eyeliner in Yicheng, he may be able to get more information in the Fengshui circle of Yicheng at the moment.

"Ximen Hotel......" Jiang Ting looked at the address sent by Wang Po, put away the thoughts in his mind, and left the residence.

When Jiang Ting arrived at the agreed place, the three "Feng Shui Masters" were already sitting neatly in the box.

"On the way, I received a call from a boss, and I delayed some consultation with others, and I asked the three colleagues to bear with me." Jiang Ting apologized and said to the three people in the room.

President Jiang laughed. An old man in a silver and white Tang costume got up with a smile and returned the salute, "This place is remote, and the old man has thought about it a lot, and I'm afraid that the three of them will be blamed!" ”

The old man in front of him was named Huang Jiuling, who was about fifty or sixty years old, with a thin figure, a ruddy complexion, a strong and powerful voice, and a bit of the taste of fairy wind bones.

The remaining two, a man and a woman, also got up to salute in return, the man was around forty years old, with thick black hair, obviously a good way to maintain his health.

And the remaining woman amazed Jiang Ting's heart.

The woman was about 20 years old, with a slender figure, 170 centimeters, delicate facial features, and a pretty appearance, bright and moving.

Her body is very well proportioned, her legs are round, slender and slender, and she is wearing a pair of shorts, revealing a white thigh like jade, which is very eye-catching.

Jiang Ting gave a thumbs up in his heart, and said that this leg is really good-looking.

Near the woman's left eye, there was a teardrop mole the size of a grain of rice, which did not destroy this perfect face, but added a different kind of charm and charm to her.