A cruise ship on the high seas was riding the wind and waves, and Shang Biao, who was meditating cross-legged on the deck, did not know that his identity had been exposed.

Of course, even if he knew, he wouldn't care. Those people only guessed on their own, and the theater would not think that he had leaked the information.

And in order to refine the painted skin, he already planned to settle in Nanyang. Even if the identity is exposed, the domestic hand will not be able to reach here.

In this place of Nanyang, there are many small countries, and various forces are mixed.

At the beginning, the Yinshan faction was exterminated, and many of the remaining sect members fled here.

Gu worms, ghost paths, and the techniques developed by thousands of locals in China are popular here.

The price of corpses and living people is clearly marked here, and as long as you have money, even if you are a 'god', someone will dare to sell it to you.

After a sleepless night, he ended his meditation when the morning sun shone on Shang Biao the next day.

Although I have already practiced once, but with a different kind of exercise, the sense of qi is not so easy to cultivate.

This night's meditation has only touched a little doorway.

According to Shang Biao's estimate, you should be able to get started in a month.

Stand on the bow of the boat and let the sea breeze blow your casual shirt.

Shang Biao squinted his eyes and enjoyed this rare quiet time. Ever since he got the refining manuscript of the Xuanyin Ghost Boy, he has been like clockwork, and he has been executing according to the plan all the time.

Especially after entering the theater, a whip called survival kept whipping behind him, pushing him to improve his strength, and he didn't dare to rest.

At this moment, he understood what the old man had told him, the road of cultivation is long, and one relaxation is the right way.

The noisy sound woke Shang Biao up, and the passengers on the ship walked out of the room one after another.

Some people who see the sunrise over the sea for the first time exclaim from time to time and take pictures of this rare beauty with their cameras.

"Did this master come to Nanyang to visit friends, or to look for materials? In Xia Caocai, I have a little network in all the countries of Nanyang, if the master needs help, please contact, this is my business card. ”

Shang Biao looked down at a third-class disabled man with a height of less than 1.6 meters beside him, and did not take the gilt card. Frowning and asking, "You know me?" ”

Cao Cai smiled, put his eyes on Shang Biao's chest, and explained: "The lifelike tattoo on the master's chest is not a mortal thing, and it will invite disaster if it is not enshrined without a little cultivation, how dare you tattoo it on your body." ”

The sea breeze blew one of the buttons of the shirt open, revealing Qiqi's head.

"Cao Cai? I seem to have heard of you, who specializes in serving some celebrities and rich people in China, and can talk to the white and black in Nanyang.

No wonder he can break out of this name, his eyes are really vicious. Now that you've spoken, I'd like to ask you how much you know about the mysterious man. ”

Shang Biao fastened the button and asked in a flat voice.

"Master, this question is stumped for me, and if ordinary people ask me, they will definitely say that they don't know, and the security team is not easy to mess with.

But since the master is a person in the industry, I can't shirk it.

In this way, you can give me an address, and I will print out some information about the mysterious person and send it to you personally after I get off the ship. These messages can only be seen in person, and they are destroyed after reading.

You probably don't know, the security team strictly forbids anyone to leak information about the mysterious person, and I'm taking a big risk.

I don't know the master's surname, but I hope to have the opportunity to cooperate with the master in the future. ”

Actually, there really is, Shang Biao did not refuse this time, and took Cao Cai's business card.

"My surname is Huang, and my place of residence has not yet been decided, I will contact you when I find a place."

Shang Biao understood that this Cao Cai wanted to take this opportunity to determine his address and make a good relationship in the future. However, he also had doubts in his heart, this Cao Cai seemed to be a little too enthusiastic.

If you have nothing to do, you will have something to ask for.

Sure enough, Cao Cai's next sentence revealed his purpose.

"Hehe, Master Huang, I don't know if you mind taking a job and making some extra money."

"I'm not short of money."

"Understood, understood, how do you look at this thing."

Cao Cai, a mage like Shang Biao, had more contact, so he naturally understood what they needed, and took out a rusty bronze coffin nail from his body.

"The offspring nails that are more than a hundred years old, they have not been used by others because of their evil energy, but they can be used as magic weapons under treatment, and all seven of them are in your hands?"

"It must be complete, if there is only this one, I wouldn't dare to show it to you."

Cao Cai dared to take out something, he was not afraid of Shang Biao robbing it, this son nailed a set of seven, and even if he took out one alone, he couldn't use it even if he matched it.

"Tell me what's going on. Let's talk about it first, if you are in China, you don't have to speak. ”

"No, this man is on the boat. You also know what I do, and the name of the victim is inconvenient to disclose.

She should have provoked the Yin Spirit, there are many people in the country, and it is not easy to invite a master who is really capable. And she is a celebrity, afraid of being photographed by the paparazzi and being questioned about her beliefs, so she followed me to Nanyang to find the dragon woman in the local temple.

However, just one day after going to sea, her situation became a little strange, and she happened to meet you, Master Huang. Don't bother the two masters, you can help take a look. ”

Cao Cai made a gesture of please, and while explaining, he walked towards the guest room with Shang Biao.

The two stopped in front of the cruise ship's only ten high-end suites, Cao Cai knocked on the door, heard no response inside, took out the door card and opened the door.

On the big bed in the room lay a middle-aged woman with a withered description, Shang Biao looked familiar, as if he had seen this person on a roadside billboard.

However, celebrities without makeup are two faces, and he really can't name this woman.

"Master Huang, she has been feeling dizzy since she got on the boat yesterday, originally I thought she was seasick, but then she fell into a coma directly, and she didn't respond no matter how she screamed."

"The Yin Spirit enters the body, it is not like the means of domestic ghost cultivators, it is estimated that she touched something that should not be touched."

As soon as Shang Biao entered the room, he sensed the slightest wisp of ghost energy wafting in this room, and the source was the sleeping woman.

As soon as he finished speaking, the sleeping woman suddenly straightened up from the bed. A pair of big eyes only left the whites of their eyes, staring at Shang Biao deadly.

With a pale face, dark circles around the eye sockets, and a slightly mean lip slowly raised, revealing a grotesque smile.

"Giggle, kill, kill you!"

Shang Biao ignored the ghostly boring taunt and turned to Cao Cai and said.

"Looking at her current appearance, the soul of her body has been completely suppressed by the Yin Spirit, and she is not far from death. If you understand the obsession of this yin soul and help it solve its wish, it is the safest way to find a high monk to transcend. ”

"Master, where to find a monk on this sea, do you think there is any other way?"

Cao Cai said with a bitter face.

They were originally going to use this method, who knew that they would encounter this kind of thing just after going to sea. Fortunately, Shang Biao was met on the ship, otherwise the owner would have died, and his signboard would have been smashed, who would dare to ask him for business in the future.