However, it is not difficult to buy lollipops after all, and the problem was quickly solved, because the eighth saw a temple in front of him.

The temple is located in the most prosperous and lively location on the street, and there are three words written on the door number.

Jinguang Temple.

Jinguang Temple is the largest Buddhist temple in Fengyang County, there are a lot of pilgrims coming and going, of course the eighth is not here to incense, so after he put the horse into the blessing bag, he did not go to the Buddha Hall, but walked to a street on the side of the Buddha Hall.

The streets are shaded by greenery, some are inconspicuous, after walking in, the sound of Buddha and Zen comes to the face, and the atmosphere of worshiping the Buddha is a little stronger than the Buddhist hall.

This street is a gathering place for crooked monks like Lao Ba, and the main business content is Lao Ba's old business - fortune telling.

Under the green shade, there were already one fortune-telling stall after another, and the eighth man walked forward among the pilgrims, his eyes swept over his peers, and finally found a vacant lot in the middle of the street, and hurriedly walked to the open space and sat down, took out a tattered signboard and hung it aside, which was considered to be open for business.

Shopkeeper Jia stared at the dark circles under his eyes and wandered down a street near Jinguang Temple.

Although he didn't sleep well all night last night, he still went out early in the morning and came here several times, but he didn't find a reliable monk for a long time.

The shopkeeper of Jia, who is dressed as a businessman, is a wealthy businessman in Fengyang County, and because he is doing the business of yellow cloth, the family's stall is very large, so he has a lot of dealings with the monks of Jinguang Temple. The monks and monks on this street have words in their mouths, and their demeanor is quite extraordinary, but Shopkeeper Jia is not an ignorant young man who has just come here, and he is not only familiar with those monks and Taoists, but also knows how much ability they have.

The Da Luo Array not only suppressed the strength of the monks, but also suppressed the speed at which the monks absorbed the spiritual energy, so except for the Xianmen monks who came here to collect spirits, there were not many masters in the entire Qingzhou.

The fortune tellers in the shade of the trees also had a lot of impressions of Jia's shopkeeper, so they ignored him and focused on fooling other guests.

Shopkeeper Jia frowned, walked half the street, and finally stopped in front of a strange monk.

The monk was about sixty years old, dressed plainly, and his heart was steady, and even the irritability that had been frightened all night dissipated a little out of thin air.

What's even more peculiar is that the monk did not take the initiative to solicit customers, but the old god was half-squinting, as if dozing off in the shade of the tree.

"This old man?"

Shopkeeper Jia stood aside and looked at it for a while, and then decisively stepped forward to talk, the hour was not early, if he couldn't find the master in a few hours, he would have to spend a difficult night.

Hearing this, Lao Ba opened his eyes, and there was a faint golden Buddha light flashing in his eyes, and he glanced at the shopkeeper Jia, and he immediately understood.

"Does the donor want to tell fortunes or exorcise ghosts?"

"Exorcism! Exorcism! ”

Shopkeeper Jia was shocked, and a bright smile immediately bloomed on his face, and he replied repeatedly. As he spoke, he took two steps forward, and talked about the strange things that had happened in the house recently.

It turned out that Jiafuzhong had been haunted for a while, and every midnight there was a woman's cry in the yard that rang non-stop, the cry was not loud, but it seemed to be standing in the ear, and it was very penetrating, making people cold to the bones. And the day after the cry sounded, someone must have disappeared, during this time, seven people have disappeared in Jiafu, and the people in the house are panicked, and some people escape from the house from time to time.

In the face of this situation, Shopkeeper Jia has already posted a large number of reward notices in the city, monks, Taoists, and monks have found batch after batch, but the cry in the middle of the night in the house is still ringing after a week, which makes Shopkeeper Jia, who has experienced a lot of strong winds and waves, also a little exhausted.

After listening to Shopkeeper Jia's story, the eighth child didn't say a word, cleaned up the stall and followed Shopkeeper Jia to the outside.

A carriage was waiting in the shade of the trees outside the Jinguang Temple, and Lao Ba walked towards the carriage, and when he got closer, he realized that the horse pulling the carriage was not a real horse, but a simple puppet folded from white paper. I can't help but sigh that this Fengyang County is really extraordinary, even an ordinary businessman can be rough in immortal arts.

The yellow cloth business done by the Jia family includes the production of imperial cloth in cooperation with the palace, so it is not appropriate to call the Jia family an ordinary businessman, and the Jia family alone has no less than a dozen great monks above the middle level of Qi cultivation. But even so, the Jia family compound still couldn't help the nameless female ghost, which showed that the female ghost was difficult.

On the way, Lao Ba tentatively brought up the issue of remuneration, saying that he wanted a substitute cloud boat, and the shopkeeper Jia was really wealthy, and agreed to the request of a small low-level magic boat without blinking.

Dharma boats, that is, magic weapon-level cloud boats, are generally owned by foundation building monks, and even the smallest low-level magic boats are of extraordinary value.

Seeing that the shopkeeper Jia agreed, the eighth child also became happy, patted his chest and promised to get rid of the female ghost tonight.

In a short time, the paper horse ran through a few streets, passed through a lively commercial street, turned a corner, and drove into a street paved with blue marble bricks. In the middle of the street is the magnificent Jia Mansion.

At this time, it was not early, and the western canopy began to appear red.

As soon as the carriage of the shopkeeper Jia stopped in front of the mansion, some servants hurriedly shouted, "The master is back", and then several Jia family members came out, and together they came out, as well as a few monks and Taoist priests.

Seeing the unexpected extra competitors made Lao Ba feel a little unhappy, but he didn't have much to say, so he could only pray in his heart that the female ghost would be stronger, if he was killed by a crappy opponent splashed with a little dog blood, there would be no hope for the cloud boat.

A group of people, led by Shopkeeper Jia, walked to the manor, and came to the courtyard where the family usually practiced martial arts.

"It's not that I can't believe you, but I invited a Taoist priest before, but the Taoist priest also died in the hands of the female ghost, and before the night comes, I still need your little show."

There were four groups of people invited by the Jia family, two monks, a Taoist priest and a scholar-like monk.

Several people did not object to the suggestion of the shopkeeper Jia, and the Taoist priest shouted "I'll come first" and raised the peachwood sword in his hand, chanting words in his mouth, and then swung the sword forward, and actually cut out a two-inch-long blue sword, which looked quite amazing.

The rest of the people showed their skills a little after the Taoist priest, but they all had a little bit of unique skills in their hands.

For this kind of superficial trick, the eighth is the best, and even the words are saved, just a small spell, forming a phantom of a golden Buddha more than three meters high behind him, which makes everyone present admire and add up.

Seeing the ability of a few people, the worry on the faces of the Jia family finally dissipated a little, and the shopkeeper Jia even ordered his subordinates to take some mundane gold and silver and distribute them to a few people, as an errand fee for catching ghosts, and then saw that it was not early, so he asked a burly and powerful family member to lead a few people to the house where the woman's cry came.

The house covers a large area, rockery corridors, green lakes and green plants, everything, but there is no one, it seems very empty. The family led the four of them to the courtyard with a nervous expression, pointed to a small building from a distance, and said, "That's the haunted pavilion", and then left without looking back, looking a little panicked.

After the family left, the four of them glanced at each other, and without speaking, they walked towards the small building.

Just a few steps, a monk and a Taoist priest rushed up, running desperately beyond the courtyard, and in the blink of an eye, they climbed over the wall, and their skills were extremely vigorous.

Lao Ba only knew that the two were ordinary people, but he didn't expect such a scene, and there was a surprised expression on his face.

"Don't be surprised, the goal of those two people is not to catch ghosts, but the Jia family's generous errand fees, but the Jia family's things are so easy to take, if they are lucky, they may be able to run out of this manor, but they will definitely not be able to run out of Fengyang County."

The scholar looked at the backs of the two of them in the distance, and his tone was slightly cold.

"Oh? The Jia family has a lot of influence in Fengyang County? ”

The eighth asked curiously.

"It's not big, it's very big."

The scholar corrected with a serious face.

"The Jia family is a wealthy man in Fengyang County, and there are dozens of Xianmen disciples in the family, if it weren't for the female ghost who was too tricky this time, and the Jia family's several well-cultivated sons and ladies were too far away, otherwise ordinary little ghosts would not even have the ability to enter the Jia family's house."

"Oh."

Lao Ba nodded, and then asked the scholar about the female ghost, without the slightest nervousness to inquire about trade secrets from his peers.

The scholar didn't know how straightforward he was, and he actually told the eighth child what he knew about it in 1510.

"No one has seen that female ghost with their own eyes, and several monks and Taoist priests who caught ghosts are either dead or crazy, but according to my speculation, that female ghost is so difficult, most of them have an entity, that is, the lowest strength is in the middle of qi training."

Lao Ba's eyes were a little strange when he looked at the scholar, although this scholar carefully restrained the breath on his body, but he still let him see the reality at a glance, this is just a monk who practices qi at the fifth level, the talent may be good, but the ghost catching competition is not talent, I don't know where the scholar got the courage to join in the fun.

The scholar keenly felt the deep meaning in the eyes of the old eight, he didn't say more, and walked straight in the direction of the haunted attic, his back looking a little stubborn and helpless.