"How did you die?"

"The injuries in the car accident were serious, and the rescue was ineffective, and unfortunately passed away. These are Miss Shangguan's exact words. He Tiankun said indifferently on the other end of the phone, after all, Chen Qiming is not a good person.

"Lao He, something strange happened when we went to the Dusk Cloud Temple yesterday, and the water in the release pool will boil."

"It's not going to be a hot spring."

"No, there are a lot of fish and they can fly."

"Oh, Wuwen, Saturday Nan Quarter Moon invited us to the opening ceremony of the Blue Phoenix Cultural Festival." He Tiankun said perfunctorily, he was not interested in strange things.

"Okay, Lao He, you have a wide range of connections, can you help me check the information of the farmer's fried boss in the Dusk Cloud Temple."

"Why don't you hear about it, don't worry about the nosy things that shouldn't be taken care of."

"It's about finding celadon." Mo Wuwen can only make up a white lie, otherwise Lao He will not actively participate.

"Oh, then I'll ask." There are good things He Tiankun will not miss.

At the closing ceremony of the Blue Phoenix Celadon Culture and Art Festival, Nan Xianyue, who was circling among people from all walks of life, came over with a smile when she saw them.

"Hello, Mr. Nan." He Tiankun was stunned when he saw Nan Xianyue, holding his hand and not letting go.

Li Xiaomai hurriedly stretched out her hand to Nan Xianyue to help her relieve the siege, she smiled and said and left them, "I'll entertain guests, everyone is free." ”

Seeing that Nan Xianyue was so decent and generous, Mo Wuwen couldn't connect her with the demon.

While thinking about one, he walked forward, and when he accidentally bumped into someone, he immediately said sorry.

But the man looked at Mo Wuwen, but his eyes became frightened, and he turned around in a panic and accidentally fell to the ground, got up and hurried away without saying anything.

"Who is this person, and why is he so out of shape when he sees me." Mo Wuwen couldn't think of seeing him anywhere.

The celadon exhibition hall is on the third floor, the beautiful celadon is pleasing to the eye, and the inverted phoenix pattern celadon piece is displayed in the middle of the exhibition hall.

"It's a fake." He Tiankun observed carefully and said softly to Mo Wuwen.

"Lao He is really sharp-eyed, how can he distinguish the real from the fake at once." Mo Wuwen admired him from the bottom of his heart.

"The glaze, color, and uniformity of the bubbles of the celadon tiles are all impeccable, but they made the most basic mistakes. Celadon pieces are fragments of celadon with sections, and how can the glaze color of the cross-sectional firing be exactly the same as the glaze color of the porcelain surface, unless what is fired is a porcelain piece and not a porcelain vase. "He Tiankun's expertise is still good.

Celadon is so important, how can they easily show the real thing, but where are the real celadon pieces hidden? They continued to walk around the exhibition hall, the exhibition hall was a little crowded, and suddenly the man next to Mo Wuwen stretched out his hand to Mo Wuwen, and after shaking it, Mo Wuwen felt that there was something more in his hand.

He took the opportunity to go to the bathroom and open it to see that it was a phone number, he saved his mobile phone, shredded the paper, threw it into the toilet and flushed it away, pretended to be casual, walked back to the exhibition hall, found He Tiankun, and they walked out of the Blue Phoenix Building together.

Waiting for He Tiankun's car to drive on the road, Mo Wuwen saw that there was no car to follow, so he said, "Someone just gave me a phone number." ”

"What people!" Li Xiaomai Li Xiao asked in unison.

"I don't know, strangers I've never met."

"Call and ask what's going on." He Tiankun found a shade and stopped the car.

Who are you? I'm the one you just gave me my phone number" Mo Wuwen sent him a text message.

"Heavenly Master, let's talk when we meet" The other party immediately replied to the message.

Heavenly Master, he actually shouted the Unknown Heavenly Master, there should be no malicious intent, but who could this be? Now everyone agreed to meet him, and Mo Wuwen continued to write "Where, Now? 》

"Good luck to the café, near the left side of the Chengxi Yintai Supermarket, you can come now"

"I'll go alone, you wait for me outside the chess and card room, and you come in without seeing my message for five minutes." Mo Wuwen got out of the car and called a rickshaw and ordered to ride along the remote alley.

The city is full of traffic, and rickshaws are more convenient than renting a car, and it will take a while to find good luck to come to the café. Mo Wuwen waited in the supermarket for He Tiankun to arrive at the information near the Good Luck Café, and then walked towards the café.

Mo Wuwen pushed the door of the tea house, but it was closed, wondering if it was fooling, and when he picked up his mobile phone and was about to make a call, the door suddenly opened, and the lights of the tea house suddenly turned on.

The café was empty, even the air conditioner was turned off, only the ceiling fan under the ceiling was slowly turning, and the whole café was stuffy like a stove.

Mo Wuwen, who was covered in sweat, shouted: "No one is coming, I'm leaving." "If someone opens the door, then there must be someone in the room.

Still no one answered, and when Mo Wuwen was about to go out, the door closed by itself, and the central floor of the living room moved left and right to reveal the stairs, and the sound of footsteps was getting closer and closer.

The air conditioner also automatically turned on and a gentle cold breeze blew, "Heavenly Master." The people who came up from the stairs clasped their fists and saluted when they saw nothing.

"Who are you?" Mo Wuwen remembered that there were not many people who called him Heavenly Master, and how could the people in front of him know that he was the reincarnation of Heavenly Master.

"Heavenly Master, in Xia Nan Zuoxi, we are Mrs. Nan's people."

"Nanxian Moon?"

"Yes, Heavenly Master, the Nan Xianyue you saw is not Mrs. Nan, it's a demon."

"What about Mrs. Nan?" said that the elegant and dignified Nan Xianyue was a demon, but Mo Wuwen really didn't want to believe it.

"The soul of the real Lady Nan is imprisoned at the bottom of the release pond of the Duyun Temple at the foot of Longming Mountain."

"Ahh

"We are very grateful that Master Wangtian helped me and others rescue Mrs. Nan." Nan Zuoxi half-knelt down to thank him, and Mo Wuwen hurriedly helped him up.

Bang bang ”

"Master, Master." Li Xiaomai shouted loudly outside, and Mo Wuwen breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's my friend." ”

Nan Zuoxi pressed the remote control in his hand to the door, and the door opened automatically, Li Xiaomai and the others rushed in, and felt a little confused when they saw the two of them standing and talking.

"Then you tell us how it happened. By the way, why do you think I'm a Heavenly Master? "This calamity will not be solved, and the end of the ignorance will be entangled all the time.

"The demon used witchcraft to capture Mrs. Nan's soul, and then disguised herself as her, because the demon deliberately observed Mrs. Nan's words and deeds secretly for a long time, and actually deceived everyone for so long, until someone found out that she sometimes couldn't remember the people and things in the past and began to doubt." Nanzuo Xi said with a sigh.

"Then how did you find out that she was a demon in the end?"

"At first, we only suspected that she had amnesia, and secretly sent someone to protect her, and we overheard her conversation with Li Yuzhi to learn about this shocking secret. We were able to catch their every move by installing bugs in her office while they were away, but we were no match for them. ”

"Then she always knew that I was a Heavenly Master?" Mo Wuwen is most concerned about this issue that is directly related to him.

"No, just now when you participated in the Celadon Cultural Festival, a demon recognized you, and I fought with you in the Dragon Kiln."

"Ah, sure enough, there are demons in the world, and even the battle of the Dragon Kiln is known." Mo Wuwen was secretly taken aback, and He Tiankun's face suddenly turned as white as paper, and it was great news for him that there were demons in the world.

"What to do? Unheard. He Tiankun began to tremble.

"What are you afraid of? It's not that I haven't seen a demon before, there is a master here, come and collect one. Li Xiaomai pretended to be calm and emboldened himself.

Mo Wuwen suddenly remembered that the soul said that Nan Xianyue's blood was gray, and thought to himself, "Could it be that she is a person from the gray world, so the demon can possess her and survive in the world forever?" A person in the world who has no soul can only be a soulless person, and a demon cannot reach a human body. Unless it is a dead person, the body of a master can become a living dead. ”

(For details, see Chapter 27 of the Living Dead, Chapter 51 of the Lost Soul.) ）

"Master, go ahead." Li Xiaohe looked at Mo Wuwen and suddenly became stunned, so he pulled the corner of his clothes.

"You'd better leave early, it will make the demons suspicious after a long time, and we'll use our mobile phones to contact you if there's something." After welcoming them out, they went down to the basement, and a group of people came out of the room and began to get busy, and after a while, the café returned to normal business, as if nothing had happened just now.

"Master, you don't believe what he says." Li Xiaomai felt that Nan Zuoxi seemed to be talking about the story of Journey to the West and the country of Wuji, and the plot was similar, and he was skeptical.

"It is better to believe that it is there than to believe that it is not. We will go to the Dusk Cloud Temple tomorrow at noon when the yang energy is the best, and we will know whether it is true or not. ”

Hearing this bad news, everyone had no intention of playing, and He Tiankun was ready to send them home.

Jingle bell ring, He Tiankun's phone rang, and he pressed the speakerphone button, "Hey, Lao Wang, hello, hello." ”

"Lao He, you asked the people to find out, the boss of the small fried is called x x x, and he used to be the chef of the canteen of the Green Phoenix Culture Media Company."

"Okay, thank you, Lao Wang." He Tiankun turned off his mobile phone and looked stunned, demon, he is really still in the world!

At the end of the second day, Wuwen brought the demon refining pot and celadon pieces, and Li Xiaomai also specially prepared a miner's lamp so that it could be illuminated in the dark, while Li Xiaohe prepared the tools and mountaineering hooks to open the lock, in case the temple door was closed, he could come out.

"Do you want to tell Nan Zuoxi that we go to the Dusk Cloud Temple?" He Tiankun asked for everyone's opinions.

"Don't, too many people will startle the snake." Mo Wuwen knew that he was dealing with a demon, but his heart was steady, even if the demon was most afraid of celadon, what was he afraid of them!

The car soon arrived at the gate of the Dusk Cloud Temple, and as soon as they entered, they heard the sound of wooden fish tuk tuk.

"Damn, this dead monk still dares to be here." Li Xiaomai picked up the wooden stick and rushed into the main hall, but the wooden stick was held in the air and could not be beaten.

It's not the fat monk in front of me, it's a little monk with ragged clothes but clear eyebrows, and when he sees them coming in, he doesn't raise his head and continues to knock on the wooden fish: Tuk Tuk Tuk...