Chapter 162: Fighting is like playing with life
"The person who harmed you behind your back is not shallow." Lu Daxian glanced at Wen Deyuan meaningfully, "When he changed the Feng Shui Bureau, he used the tears of resentful spirits, which are the ghost tears in the saying. ”
Ghost tears?!
These three words alone made Wen Deyuan's hairs stand up.
"Yes, are they the tears of the ghosts?" Is that what he understood? How did you get this thing?!
"Exactly, ghost tears, only the tears of evil ghosts who died unjustly have such a powerful effect. But generally, this ghost tear is very rare, and when a shallow Yin Yang Warlock faces an evil ghost, it would be good to be able to save his life, so he didn't have to think about anything else. Lu Daxian said, "Ghost tears, you can also buy them, but the price is ridiculously high." Since the other party wants to use ghost tears to mess with you, it is enough to see that he has made a bloody investment. ”
Wen Deyuan listened to the words, and his heart even raised his throat.
Now that the enemy is in the dark and he is in the light, this feeling is damn bad.
"So, what should I do?" Wen Deyuan was a little flustered.
Lu Daxian sighed and said: "It's not that I can't help you, but if I help you, it means that I have to set up a strong enemy for myself, fighting is like playing with my life, I ......"
Without waiting for Lu Daxian to finish speaking, Wen Deyuan hurriedly took out a silver ticket from his sleeve, stuffed it into Lu Daxian, and said, "As long as you can help me find out the people behind the curtain and help me eliminate future troubles, I can give you more silver taels." ”
This time, Lu Daxian did not accept Wen Deyuan's silver ticket, and stuffed the silver ticket back into Wen Deyuan's hand.
Lu Daxian, who loved money like his life, didn't even accept the silver ticket, and looked at him with trembling eyes, "Great, great master, what do you mean by this?" ”
"I'm not short of silver taels right now." Lu Daxian looked upright, "What I lack now is a soul mate, true love, and a woman who can accompany me through the rest of my life." ”
Listening to Lu Daxian's affectionate voice, Wen Deyuan's goosebumps fell to the ground, and he wanted to ask Lu Daxian if he was sick, so he actually said such a sensual thing.
"Master, if you have something to say, just say it." Wen Deyuan didn't want Lu Daxian to respond to him like this.
"The girl named Susu." Lu Daxian's mind saw Su Daji's shadow, and his heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably, "I'm in love with her." ”
Stumble.
Wen Deyuan almost didn't sit down and fell off the chair, he looked at Lu Daxian in surprise, and saw that Lu Daxian had an affectionate expression on his face, how to look at it and how obscene, he couldn't help but scold in his heart.
If you don't die, you can be someone's grandfather at your age!
Lu Daxian is seventy years old this year, but he is a cultivator, so he naturally has his own way of maintaining and prolonging his life, so he looks childish and does not have too obvious old age.
But Wen Deyuan knew Lu Daxian's age very well.
"Lu Daxian, you mean, you want that woman?" Wen Deyuan's words were almost squeezed out between his teeth.
"Yes." Lu Daxian nodded firmly.
Wen Deyuan: "......"
"As long as you can send Susu to my house tonight." The corners of Lu Daxian's lips showed a lewd smile, "I'll help you eliminate your troubles." ”
Thinking of being able to have a spring supper with a beauty, he now has a feeling of hot blood rushing and itching all over his body.