In the past few days, Wu Xiong came back secretly and left secretly.

Before leaving, I went to the old house in Kuishan to meet Ge Zhan, and then met Yu Yuexian in Qingzhu Mountain. Cui Wuming appeared once from the Seven Star Palace, but he didn't show up at all, and he didn't know if he returned to the Demon Capital.

In the past few days, Qin Kun has secretly tried the presence of the five ghosts a few times in the Xishan Cemetery next to the funeral home.

He didn't tell Wang Qian and Chu Qianxun, but asked Tuwa to help protect the Dharma.

At night, the ghosts in Xishan Cemetery cried wolves, and Tuwa hid far away, next to his trembling girlfriend Tu Xuanxuan.

"As soon as the first hurdle of the bull demon is approached,

Second, the corpse of the blood is unknown.

Three Zen monks condense Buddha month,

There is no first shock of yin and yang.

There is an evil shadow in the five mournings! ”

The five ghosts are on the body, Tu Xuanxuan's whole person is blindfolded, monster?

Tu Xuanxuan rubbed her eyes, and saw that Qin Kun had horns on his head fighting for the sky, turning into a bull demon, wrapped in iron chains, wearing a robe behind him, and his body and head were separated, and a long shadow was reflected on the ground, the shadow was hanged, and it was not next to his body!

"Qin ...... Director Qin has become a monster?! ”

After the sluggishness, Tu Xuanxuan's excitement surpassed the consternation. As a female anchor of Ghost Story Radio, this novelty is comparable to the mood she felt when she met herself at the White Dragon Temple.

"The Taoism of the rivers and lakes has a long history, and it is the same as the shaman teaching the upper body of the great immortal, but it has been replaced by inviting the upper body of the spirit." Tuwa explained.

Tu Xuanxuan pondered for a moment and asked, "In other words, similar to ...... Pen Immortal ??? ”

Tuwa nodded and smiled: "Don't tell anyone, in fact, Brother Kun has already made a taboo to take you to the White Dragon Temple, but he has a high status and doesn't know, so it's nothing, since you have been to the White Dragon Temple, it's nothing to take you to make another example." ”

Tu Xuanxuan nodded ignorantly, and hurriedly took the notebook, this is the material for a ghost story.

Xishan Cemetery, also belongs to a special magnetic field, just after Qingming, it is very lively after 12 o'clock, by the moonlight, there are many little ghosts running out, looking at Qin Kun curiously.

"This ...... Who is it? ”

"I don't know, I feel like the breath on his body is so powerful......"

"I don't dare to look at ......"

"Hide, he doesn't seem to be in the right state."

"More than that! Yesterday, a ghost friend went up to talk to him, and the two of them have been wiped out! Hurry up and run, it's not good to see the excitement......"

The little ghost looked at it curiously and dispersed.

Qin Kun was holding a bronze mirror in his hand, the self in the mirror was no longer himself, his eyes were a little nervous, he had to face himself in the mirror if he wanted to see his own appearance and his true self clearly.

The more he looked at it, the stranger he became, the more strange he became, until Qin Kun's thoughts finally focused, and the anger was hidden in his heart, and he finally saw clearly, the monster in the mirror...... It's yourself!

This process of unifying thinking is very abstract, as if multiple personalities are one, but after the unity of thinking, the whole person has a sense of comfort.

Is it scary? It doesn't seem to be ......

When the self-consciousness existed, it felt quite peculiar, the mirror was retracted, the corners of Qin Kun's mouth were raised, and he felt that at this moment, the aura was full, and he could beat ten peers!

As soon as the thought came out, Qin Kun suddenly looked at Tuwa and roared, "Han Yao! Kill ...... Ahem, come over and make a gesture! ”

Han Yao, the eldest disciple of the sacrificial family, is not so stupid, Qin Kun's consciousness has been controlled by anger, and if the negative emotions are intensified, the scene will be uncontrollable. When the time comes, it will be in vain to be beaten.

"Brother Kun, don't worry, you have to find someone to fight, in order to learn from each other and understand yourself, there is someone who is very suitable."

"Who?!"

"Xudu Guan, Painting Skin Fairy!"

Chao Zhen Chao old way?

The ghost state dispersed, and Qin Kun shook his head and walked over.

"What are you kidding, Chao Lao Daoren's pillar power is the same, that Tai Chi Demon is used, it's just ......" Qin Kun was slightly stunned, as if he had captured something, "Tai Chi Demon? ”

Han Yao smiled innocently: "Yes, the technique practiced by the Xudu Guan is the technique of eating ghosts, and in some ways, the Taiji Demon can also be regarded as a Taoist technique that invokes ghost qi and drives away ghost power. Just right! ”

Indeed, although Han Yao looked at Han Yao, Qin Kun always felt that this guy had great wisdom, did not fight or grab, and loved to play games, but he had a very unique opinion on certain things, this is a simple and unconforming person, after being a colleague for more than a year, Qin Kun had already discovered it.

"So since you can't beat Chao Lao Dao, you can find his apprentice to learn?"

Han Yao smiled: "Brother Kun is Brother Kun, one point is clear." Mo Wuji is the true legend of the painting skin fairy, and the Taoist technique of drunkenness should not be underestimated, if you want to learn, Mo Wuji is the first choice. ”

"Looks like there's a choice?" Qin Kun heard what Tuwa said and asked.

Han Yao said with a smile: "Yes, the second choice, naturally Senior Brother Nie...... Ying Shilong, the first ghost hunter of our generation to be crowned, is definitely qualified to be your sparring partner. ”

Nie Huzi......

Qin Kun nodded, but unfortunately one of them is in Sichuan and Shu, and the other is in the Northeast, both of which are far away and unrealistic.

"You have two choices, have you also figured out the third choice?" Qin Kun asked tentatively.

Tuwa scratched her head: "You should be able to guess ......"

Qin Kun frowned and thought bitterly.

I feel that my brain has become smarter recently, Wang Gan and Chu Qianxun said that it was because of the ghost's upper body, although they have endured six personalities and five kinds of death pains, but they also have six consciousnesses and six brains. Sometimes you are unconscious, but to some extent it stimulates the functioning of the brain.

A flash of inspiration flashed through my head.

Qin Kun was stunned: "You don't mean it...... Xu Facheng, right? ”

Han Yao admitted with a smile, and added, "No more." ”

Whew-

Today, Han Yao really impressed Qin Kun. These three people are really suitable for being opponents to sharpen their Dao skills.

Mo Wuji is the most suitable, because they can also discuss with each other when they are sparring, it is Nie Yuxuan, who has a heavy yang qi and a high realm, Qin Kun has not fought with him since he turned into a dragon, but after all, it is Ying Shilong who was personally given by the old lady, which basically represents the recognition of him by a super-first-class ghost hunter. And the relationship is good, it won't hurt the harmony.

The third Xu Facheng, although it is also suitable, is not suitable for fighting.

After all, on the road of life and death, the status of Maoshan and Fuyu Mountain is somewhat special.

Maoshan is the ancestral court, after the silence of Fuyu Mountain to fill the position, although not as good as the original glory of Maoshan, but inherit the six volumes of the book of heaven, stable yin and yang for thousands of years, outstanding reputation.

But Qin Kun, as a contemporary black dog, fights with Maoshan Zhenchuan, even if it is a discussion and let some people with a heart know, they will have ideas.

Is this a competition?

Or is it that Fuyu Mountain and Maoshan are competing for prestige?

Xu Facheng has always regarded the glory of his master as more important than anything else, and his rash opening of his mouth is tantamount to challenging Xu Facheng, who represents Maoshan.

Qin Kun was silent, Han Yao and Tu Xuanxuan left first, and in the office, when Han Yao drank the third cup of tea, Qin Kun came back.

"Tuwa, I'm going to learn from Xu Facheng, is it appropriate?"

"Now that he has entered the WTO, he is naturally suitable."

Joining the WTO is experienced, and Maoshan is the name, but what it represents is itself.

After this concept was broken, Qin Kun had no worries, after all, he had a good impression of Xu Daochang, he attached great importance to the glory of his master, and he would learn from him, and it would not be good to win or lose, but as long as he represented himself, it would be easy to do.

Qin Kun said: "Do you have any contact with Xu Facheng?" ”

Han Yao shook his head, paused again, and said, "However, Senior Brother Cui has a connection with Daochang Xu. ”

……

At 1 p.m., Xu Facheng yawned and walked out of the office with his bags on his back.

The Taoist priests who have entered the WTO have no one to care about eating, drinking, and Lazar are no different from the wild dogs who are thrown out of the mountain gate, and they have to work, earn money, rent a house, and do all the mundane things.

In the year of joining the WTO, Xu Facheng has become more and more sophisticated from the clumsy Xu Daochang, and is now an editor of a media company.

After teaching himself IT, Xu Facheng finally has one more livelihood skill in addition to catching ghosts, and as a talented Maoshan true biography, life is not bad.

Back to the rental house, the furnishings in the house are very elegant.

Futon, chess floor, straw mat, the word 'Dao' is hung on the wall, the room is a hand-drawn Taiji diagram, acupuncture point diagram, and a word on the small table, only the word 'WTO' is written, which seems to be a warning to oneself.

At 2 o'clock in the evening, Xu Facheng closed his eyes and meditated, heard the mobile phone vibrate, spit out a breath of turbidity, and picked up the phone.

"Hello."

When Xu Daochang, who used to be dressed in plain clothes, spoke very officially, Qin Kun felt that this guy was indeed more down-to-earth than before.

"Daochang Xu."

"Oh? Qin Daoyou. It's so late, is there an evil that can't be solved? ”

"It's not your turn to worry about this."

"Hehe, Qin Daoyou is really sensitive, and the poor Dao has no other meaning."

"You know, I'm used to talking straight, don't be surprised."

After the greetings, the two fell silent in tacit understanding.

Then, after being quiet for some time, Qin Kun took the lead in speaking: "Is it still smooth to use the Ten Death Seals?" ”

Xu Facheng smiled bitterly: "It is beyond the cognition of the poor road. By the way, in the Ten Dead City, why has Poor Dao never seen you? ”

"Maybe it's not enough fate."

"I see."

"I have something to ask you about."

"Please."

"About Taiyi Jiulian."

Xu Facheng was stunned, and then smiled: "Poor Dao is in the magic capital, why don't I go to Linjiang to visit you in a few days, and I should return you a favor." ”

Xu Facheng was very enthusiastic and polite, so Qin Kun didn't say anything else.

"Waiting for you."