"You are the oldest, it doesn't matter who I am." Mo Wuwen quietly clenched his fists, pretending not to know him.

"Fill it with garlic, if the fire doesn't burn you, it's your fate." The strong man deliberately brought up the fire to see how Mo Wuwen reacted.

"What kind of fire is not too hot, you fucking let the fire burn to death!" Mo Wuwen pretended to be angry and pushed him away.

"What's going on, what's going on, is it still arguing?" He Tiankun hurriedly came over to persuade Mo Wuwen to stop, Li Xiaomai and Li Xiaohe also came around, and the two groups of people held each other like this, full of taste.

At this moment, a person ran out of the hotel and pulled the strong man without knowing what to say, and the strong man reluctantly followed him into Tianyao Pavilion with a drooping face.

"I think he recognizes me." Mo Wuwen said to everyone on the way out.

"If you recognize it, you will recognize it, it's a big deal to fight with him, who is afraid of whom!" Li Xiaomai felt that it didn't matter, it was just that his identity was revealed and he didn't have a deep hatred.

"I don't think it's necessary to act rashly, they are asking us now, and they are not going to do anything against us at the moment."

"Yes, what Lao He said makes sense, the strong man seems to be just a little minion, and he doesn't dare to do anything to us." Mo Wuwen also agreed with He Tiankun's statement.

The strong man in the royal No. 1 is working for the demon, and at the same time working for the green phoenix, whether there is a connection between the two, there is a question in the heart of the end of the unheard.

It was still early in the morning, and the city was still very hot, so they decided to go to the flood control levee to take a walk, blow the wind, and talk about plans by the way, if they could find porcelain tiles, it might be a lot of income.

"Unheard, if the porcelain tile is in the Blue Phoenix Company, the only way to find it is to make your celadon resonate with it. But the company is so big, how can we get close to the porcelain tiles? But He Tiankun looked at Li Xiaomai and said.

"If you're familiar with the terrain, it's not hard to get in." Li Xiaomai said confidently.

"We can go in first to feel the situation, Lao He, we can say that we have a copy in our hands, let her appraise it and give an estimate, so that the next time the customer comes, she can bargain."

"I don't know that you have a good idea, I'll call her tomorrow."

"Okay, just do it. Master is Master, is Lao He. Li Xiaomai said to He Tiankun with a smile.

"I feel like there's someone following us." Mo Wuwen turned around and looked around with them, the night was deep, there were few people on the flood control embankment, and if anyone was following, it should be easy to find, but there was nothing, only the darkness of the night.

"No, I sensed someone following us." Mo Wuwen said firmly, everyone couldn't help but panic, front and back, left and right, except for the surging river on the left, there were empty flood control lifts.

Even though the situation was a bit weird, everyone had no intention of continuing to wander around and went home separately.

When Mo Wuwen passed through the old city gate and picked up the steps and walked up, a white shadow floated in front of him in the dim light, and he subconsciously waved it away with his hand.

A faint voice rang in his ears, "It's me." ”

Mo Wuwen heard the voice and recognized who it was: the soul of the cultural relics dealer who fell into the gray world in Yangmei Mountain and drowned.

"Why haven't you been reincarnated yet?"

"The autopsy report just came out, and he drowned without external damage, and he could be reincarnated in a few days."

"Are you just running around like this, or do you want to see the beauty of the world again?" Nothing stopped.

"Somebody's going to arrest me."

"Someone is trying to arrest you?"

"Yes, yes, ouch, the damn sound is here again." The soul covered its ears in pain.

"What's the sound?" Mo Wuwen didn't hear any sound, and there was no sound of insects chirping in the silence all around.

"Yangmei Mountain~~" The soul drifted away into the distance in the twilight night.

"Yangmei Mountain? Who is going to catch the soul, and what is the situation. Mo Wuwen walked to the brightly lit city streets with doubts, picked up his mobile phone and called He Tiankun.

"What's the matter, I don't hear of it." The sleepy-eyed He Tiankun picked up the phone.

"Lao He, I have to go to Yangmei Mountain tomorrow, I just encountered something strange, and I can't say it clearly for a while." Mo Wuwen wondered if the soul had found a treasure in Yangmei Mountain, so someone grabbed it.

"Where is Yangmei Mountain?"

"It's in Tianshiyi, Xianyao Lake, my uncle."

"That's good. Tell them to go with them tomorrow. ”

The next day, sitting in He Tiankun's car, Mo Wuwen said to everyone, "Maybe celadon is in Yangmei Mountain." ”

"Not at the Blue Phoenix Company?" He Tiankun felt very puzzled.

"I'll tell you briefly, there was a cultural relics dealer who went up to Yangmei Mountain to look for celadon and somehow fell into the gray world and drowned, and then his soul returned to the world. Last night at the gate of the old city by the river, I told me that someone had caught it, and then I said that Yangmei Mountain disappeared. Mo Wuwen simply told them, although they may still be confused.

"Master, I don't understand what you say, I don't understand what soul or gray realm, anyway, I'll do what you say." Li Xiaomai didn't understand anyway.

"Catch the soul, isn't it a demon?" Li Xiaohe remembered that he was captured by a demon in the desert, and he got goosebumps when he thought of this.

"Demon! I don't know that you have brought anything with you for the demon refining pot celadon, if not, we quickly turn around and go home to get it. The word demon always brings a nightmare feeling to He Tiankun.

"How could you not bring it with you." Mo Wuwen patted his pocket.

"Let's go to Yangmei Mountain to find the soul or to find celadon." Li Xiaomai still didn't understand why.

"Just come to travel, see the Heavenly Master, and go to my uncle's house to eat fish." Mo Wuwen actually didn't know why he came, but he said that Yangmei Mountain was here before floating away with his soul.

When he arrived at the village, Mo Wuwen took everyone directly to his uncle's house, and the soul might still be hiding in that bag, if his uncle hadn't thrown it away.

"No, don't say anything when you come, or I'll ask your uncle to buy something delicious." Aunt Zhang asked He Tiankun and them to sit down and rest.

"We're going to go and see Heavenly Master Yi, and we're going to come and see you guys." Mo Wuwen said as he searched for the bag that had been thrown in the corner.

"Auntie, where's the bag?"

"I don't know, wait until your uncle comes back and ask him." My aunt cut a large plate of watermelon and brought it to them.

After eating the watermelon, they walked in the direction of the Heavenly Master, and found the ridge where he had fallen into the gray realm by virtue of their memory.

After searching for a long time, they couldn't find anything special, so they continued to walk up to Heavenly Master Yi. After walking less than two or three steps, Li Xiaomai pointed to the grass on the edge of the ridge and said, "Master, there seems to be something here." ”

Looking at the grass, how could it be possible, the bag of the antiquities dealer actually appeared in the grass!

Mo Wuwen hurriedly picked it up and said softly, "Hey, I'm here, what can you say?" ”

There was no movement, if it wasn't familiar, Mo Wuwen was talking to himself to a backpack like a fool in everyone's eyes at the moment.

But why this bag appeared here, Mo Wuwen thought it was too weird. Immediately took out his mobile phone and called his uncle, "Uncle, where is the bag of the antiquities dealer in your room?" ”

"What's the matter, I don't hear it. Someone came to our house this morning and said it was his relative, and asked if there were any relics left. ”

"And then."

"Then I gave him the bag, and there was nothing in it but a few clothes, how did you remember to ask this question?"

"No, no, we saw this bag on the way to the Heavenly Master. So ask. ”

"Maybe they also go to Tianshiyi, and throw away a few torn clothes, I don't know that you remember to go home for dinner at night in Tianshiyi, I'm fishing."

"Yes, uncle." Mo Wuwen hung up his mobile phone and thought about how many dollars these clothes were world-famous brands, how could they be thrown into the grass, I thought it was unlikely.

Walking and walking, usually Tianshi Yi is only half an hour's walk away from this ridge, how can he walk for so long today and haven't walked yet.

"Heavenly Master is not far away, Master." Li Xiaomai is really not interested in traveling in the mountains and rivers.

"It should be right up front." Mo Wuwen looked at the gradually darkening sky, a little hesitant to move forward, he wondered if he was going the wrong way.

"Forget it, don't go to any Heavenly Master, let's go down the mountain." He Tiankun was also sweating profusely and didn't want to leave again.

"Master, look, there are a group of people down the mountain." Li Xiaohe pointed to the place where they found the bag.

It's a bit far, but I do see people walking around there.

"Let's go down the mountain and have a look." Mo Wuwen led everyone back along the way they came.

When he was about to reach the ridge, Mo Wuwen motioned for everyone to whisper softly, and when he walked, he tried not to make a sound and hid behind the rocks to look at it secretly.

It was really unexpected to them, only to see a person dressed as a thin Taoist priest dancing with a peachwood sword, and his mouth seemed to be chanting words. And standing on the ridge of the field, there is a fat monk wearing a robe, holding a wooden fish in his left hand, holding a wooden hammer in his right hand and pointing to the sky and the ground for a while, knocking on the wooden fish from time to time.

"What the hell are they doing?" Li Xiaomai asked quietly.

"There is a legend on the rivers and lakes called the Great Law of Soul Summoning, which is the fusion of Buddhism and Taoism, is this what it is..."He Tiankun has seen and heard a lot, but he has only heard of it, and he is not sure.

"Whose soul is recruited, this barren mountain and wilderness." Li Xiaohe shuddered when he heard the conjuring, wondering if they would accidentally summon his soul.

"The antiquities dealer is wrapped up there, are they recruiting his soul?" Mo Wuwen felt that this possibility was the best explanation for what happened today and yesterday: the sound of the drum was the sound of a wooden fish, and someone was summoning his soul in Yangmei Mountain.

"In that case, the soul should not be in Yangmei Mountain. However, the antiquities dealer is in the gray realm that fell from the ridge, and they chose to recall it in this place, what is the mystery of it, and who are they? Mo Wuwen couldn't figure out why, so he decided to continue to wait and see, and ordered everyone's mobile phones to be muted, because just now his uncle called him desperately, fortunately he set the mute, otherwise he would expose himself.

Suddenly, Li Xiaohe next to him shouted loudly, and accidentally almost fell downhill, Li Xiaomai was in a hurry to grab it, but the big stone that he kicked down rolled in the direction of the ridge.