The true face of the man in black turned out to be a delicate girl with a ponytail.

Liu Qingyang could never have imagined that a girl would be murderous all her life.

"Are you male or female?" Liu Qingyang frowned and asked.

"I've been seen by you, do you think I'm a man or a woman?" The ponytail girl sneered.

This time, it's a girl's voice.

Compared with the voice of the sixty-year-old uncle, there is a big difference.

Tang Sect evil arts, pass on men but not women, this girl is a descendant of the Tang family.

Using sorcery to disguise her voice is not a problem for her.

"Don't think I'm afraid to hit you if you're a girl!" Liu Qingyang said.

"I never blink an eye when I kill!" The girl said.

Liu Qingyang was holding a sachet in his hand, and the word "Xin" was embroidered on the surface of the sachet.

"Tang family, Tang Xin?" Liu Qingyang muttered.

"Give me back!" Obviously, the girl's name has been guessed by Liu Qingyang.

"Hey, you wronged me first, and asked me out to kill me. But I don't have what you want, and you're still pestering me, even if this sachet is your apology for me, bye-bye! ”

After speaking, Liu Qingyang turned around and left.

Tang Xin took out his bow and crossbow and shot an arrow at Liu Qingyang!

Liu Qingyang tilted his head to dodge, and grabbed the sharp arrow with lightning speed.

"Click!"

Liu Qingyang broke the sharp arrow in his hand, and the smile on his face turned into an angry face.

Tang Xin shot several arrows at Liu Qingyang in a row, Liu Qingyang dodged left and right, and the money sword appeared on his waist.

Tang Xin's face changed greatly, because Liu Qingyang was already standing in front of him, and the tip of his sword was pointed at Tang Xin's throat.

"What I Liu Qingyang gets, it won't fall from me, unless I die!"

Liu Qingyang left cruel words and did not kill Tang Xin.

Tang Xin watched Liu Qingyang leave, and there was nothing he could do.

Liu Qingyang returned home, lying on the bed and playing with the sachet.

This sachet seems to contain something, Liu Qingyang opened it and took a look, the sachet was full of medicinal materials, smelled it, it was quite fragrant.

This scent......

Liu Qingyang instantly remembered the body fragrance that emanated from her when he fought with Tang Xin.

The taste of this sachet has been fused with Tang Xin's body fragrance.

It's not very pungent, just like Tang Xin's temperament, very delicate, but there is danger in the fragrance, maybe this is the Tang family.

The Tang family has always practiced evil arts.

Without a murderous aura, he didn't dare to admit that he was a member of the Tang Sect.

Since beating Liu Qingyang and Tang Xin for the holiday, Tang Xin knows that he has a bad stomach and has not troubled Liu Qingyang anymore.

However, Tang Xin is already secretly investigating Liu Qingyang.

In the two worlds of yin and yang, there is such a person, named "Lu Lu Tong".

As the name suggests, the road leads to people, who knows astronomy and geography, and the money is in place, and everything is easy to say.

Tang Xin found Lu Lutong in the black market, took out his only photo of Liu Qingyang, and said, "I want to check someone, how much is it?" ”

Lu Lutong touched his mustache, looked at Liu Qingyang's photo and frowned, "Which aspect do you want to check?" ”

"Investigate all aspects, up to his ancestors, down to his work and rest time." Tang Xin said expressionlessly.

"If you want to check your account, you have to have a relationship with the FBI, my side is the road between the two worlds of yin and yang, and I can't help you with the answer you want." Lu Lutong said in embarrassment.

Tang Xin took out a stack of money and put it on the table, and said, "Check!" ”

Lu Lutong weighed the money in his hand, nodded and said, "This money is only enough for one piece of news." ”

Tang Xin wanted to come up with more money, but found that he only had so much in his pocket.

"When is the news?" Tang Xin had no money to continue giving.

"This point in a week." Lu Lutong put the money away.

Tang Xin left the black market and wanted to have a good dinner, only to find that the balance of his mobile phone was only a dozen yuan.

As a last resort, Tang Xin could only use other methods to make money.

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"Old baby! See you again! ”

Liu Qingyang greeted the funeral home security guard.

The security guard raised a middle finger at Liu Qingyang, and the relationship between the two became familiar.

Liu Qingyang received a message from Xu Huang in the morning and asked him to come to the funeral home in the evening.

As for what it was, Xu Huang didn't reveal it, and there was a hint of seriousness in his tone.

Liu Qingyang came to the funeral home, and Xu Huang sat alone in the Dharma Hall drinking tea.

"Director Xu, I haven't seen you for so long, do you miss me?" Liu Qingyang said with a smile.

Xu Huang swallowed a sip of tea with difficulty: "Are you kid in trouble?" ”

"Trouble?" Liu Qingyang immediately recalled what he had done in his mind.

Catch ghosts, drive out corpses, do evil ways, kill zombies......

These are all to kill demons and eliminate demons, and to eliminate harm in the name, how can there be trouble.

"The underworld is looking for someone to ask for, they say that on the night of the seventh half, someone killed nine yincha, and one of the escaped yincha returned to the underworld to complain, and it was the disciple of the Daomen who killed the yincha, and the Tao is extremely high, and the first thing I thought of was you." Xu Huang explained.

"Oh...... Kill the yin......" Liu Qingyang remembered this: "There must be a reason to kill them." ”

"You can't kill Yin for any reason!" Xu Huang said helplessly: "You must know that in this world now, the underworld and the yang world belong to a cooperative relationship, if there is no jurisdiction of the underworld, the number of lonely souls and wild ghosts staying in the yang world will increase several times." ”

Liu Qingyang was about to tell the story of bending the law for personal gain, when suddenly a yin wind passed by.

Liu Qingyang and Xu Huang realized that there was yin qi at the same time, and when they turned around, a yin qi wearing the clothes of an ancient official appeared.

The pattern of the clothes of the bad officials is a pinch complement, which is estimated to be an authoritative yin difference.

There is no need to open the yin and yang eyes in the funeral home, after all, the yin qi is so heavy.

Just now I was talking about bad things, not to mention Cao Cao, Cao Cao will arrive.

Xu Huang picked up a ball from the table, chewed it in his mouth, and said "ghost story".

Some ghosts in the underworld are not modern people, and some are ancient people, who can talk to ghosts by eating special mud when they don't understand the language.

Yin Cha sat in the only Taishi chair, looking like a landlord.

Xu Huang clasped his fists with both hands and greeted Yincha.

"How many years has this been in the shadows?" Liu Qingyang asked the system.

[Identity: Yincha]

【Jurisdictional area: Yama Temple】

[Official position: Zheng Jiupin]

[Taoxing: 1300]

"Thirteen hundred years? Isn't it someone from the Tang Dynasty? ”

"Jiupin? Isn't it a nine-grade sesame official? ”

Liu Qingyang felt that the thousand-year-old Yin Difference was very powerful a second ago, but when he thought that it was a Jiupin official position, he immediately smiled.

Liu Qingyang, who was snickering, was suddenly glared at by this Jiupin Yincha.

"What?" Liu Qingyang's smile froze, and he looked at each other with Jiupin Yin.

Xu Huang picked up a pill from the table and handed it to Liu Qingyang, motioning for Liu Qingyang to talk while eating.

"No!"

Liu Qingyang rejected Xu Huang's pill.

I am also a heavenly master, and I don't have a way to communicate with ghosts, how can I be worthy of the word "heavenly master"?

No, Liu Qingyang cleared his throat and looked at Jiupin Yin with a smile on his face.

Said.

"I'll lose you Lou!"