Meanwhile.

Inside a room in a three-story building on the black market.

This room is very spacious, about 100 square meters.

On all four sides of the wall are rows of bookshelves filled with pamphlets and books.

In the center of the room, there is a large semi-circular table, behind the table, at this time, a middle-aged man in Tang costume sits, looking palpitating.

Next to him, there was also an old man with unkempt hair.

"The shopkeeper leaked customer information without permission, I'm afraid it doesn't conform to the rules of our black market, right? Our black market rules are ......," the old man said with a solemn expression.

Bang!

Before he finished speaking, the middle-aged man in Tang costume slapped the table, "Behind Chen Lao Liu is a five-grade heavenly master, if you dare not give it, you see if the five-grade heavenly master can beat you to death." ”

"......" The old man's rickety body trembled, and when he thought of the scene in the auction hall, his back was cold.

The middle-aged man in Tang costume rubbed his head: "It's all been many years ago, give it to them, and nothing will happen, and you can't provoke the Wupin Heavenly Master, if you provoke him, our black market will not be able to do it at all." ”

"The wisdom of the shopkeeper." The old man was busy clasping his fist at the middle-aged man in Tang costume, who was a close associate of the black market shopkeeper and was responsible for presiding over the auction.

Of course, he also has a clear understanding of the strength of the shopkeeper, the four-grade heavenly master.

If you provoke that five-grade heavenly master, even the shopkeeper can't afford to provoke it!

"However, fortunately, the task has been released, and with that five-grade heavenly master making a move, the Meng family can be regarded as a big revenge this time."

As he spoke, the middle-aged man in Tang costume picked up the mobile phone on the table and made a call to go out.

Soon, the phone was connected.

The middle-aged man in Tang costume smiled and said: "Meng Guangshan, congratulations, the task has been released, a powerful five-grade heavenly master has taken over the task, you can sit back and relax, in addition, remember to pay immediately." ”

……

On the other side, in the Meng family's villa.

At this point, it was late at night.

In the bedroom, a lamp was dimly lit.

Let everything in the bedroom be a little dim.

Meng Guangshan was lying on the wide bed, holding the mobile phone in his right hand and making a "click" sound, and under the light, the green tendons on the back of his hand were highlighted.

"Yue'er, there is a five-grade heavenly master to make a move for you, your revenge, Dad can finally avenge you! Bai Xiaofeng? Celestial Master? Hehe, in front of money, it's just a piece of shit, kill my son-in-law, then pay for it with blood! ”

Under the light, Meng Guangshan's eyes were full of tears, but he was full of murderous intent, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but outline a hideous smile.

Coupled with a full face and beard, it is extremely terrifying.

Immediately, he slapped the sleeping beauty next to him on the buttocks.

Syllable!

"Well, what's going on."

The beautiful woman was in pain, twisted her graceful figure, and frowned at Meng Guangshan.

As soon as the words fell, Meng Guangshan grabbed the beautiful woman's hair, lifted the quilt, and pressed it hard: "I'm in a good mood, please eat candy." ”

……

Back to the haunted house.

As soon as he entered the door, Bai Xiaofeng shouted, "Doudou." ”

After waiting for a long time, there was no response, and after carefully sensing the yin qi, it was still so weak, but it was just released from the copper coffin.

Bai Xiaofeng scratched his head helplessly: "Alas...... I don't know when Doudou will come back, there is one less female ghost in the house, and I am indeed a little unaccustomed to it. ”

He walked to the living room and sat down on the couch.

First, he took out a booklet of detailed information about himself from the black market auction.

When he opened it, his brows furrowed: "Niang Xipi, fortunately, I bought this information, otherwise this information will be leaked, and it is estimated that no one will dare to kill me, and I will lose a lot of money at that time." ”

The information recorded in this booklet is very detailed, from the incident when he just came down the mountain to save the Chen family, to the invitation of Zhang Lingdong, the living king of Yama, to what happened at the resort.

As for the feng shui array of the Qingivy Art Academy, there is still the matter of making the Wang family surrender, but it has not been investigated.

After all, both of these things are too hidden.

However, these things alone were enough to make the low-level Heavenly Master retreat.

Even if the fourth-grade Heavenly Master in the auction hall saw this detailed information, Bai Xiaofeng was sure that that guy would hesitate, even if he really came to kill him, he had to be prepared and careful.

Not to mention anything else, just what happened in the resort, overpowering the thousand ghosts, and the suicide of the third-grade Heavenly Master Meng Yue with his head cut off is enough to sensationalize.

Putting down the booklet, Bai Xiaofeng's eyes deepened: "It seems that the methods of this black market are not ordinary, and even these things can be investigated." ”

With that, he picked up another booklet.

This booklet is an archival material from many years ago.

He wasn't sure if it was the same as he had guessed, but he happened to notice it when he heard someone exclaim in the auction room.

That's why Chen Lao Liu asked for this file, the truth is here!

Bai Xiaofeng wiped off the gold paint on the booklet, took a deep breath, and then opened the booklet and read it.

Gradually, his brows furrowed, wrinkled into a Sichuan character.

Soon, he closed the booklet again and rubbed his temples: "This matter is not simple. ”

After hesitating for a moment, Bai Xiaofeng decided to talk about it tomorrow morning, and now it's a big night, and it's not good to talk about this matter.

……

Early the next morning.

Bai Xiaofeng was woken up by her mobile phone.

In a daze, he connected his phone and didn't wait to speak.

On the other end of the phone, a familiar voice suddenly sounded: "Amitabha, stinky boy, don't you get up to pee?" ”

Unscrupulous Master!

Bai Xiaofeng came to his senses and said, "Old bastard, it's early in the morning to stir up people's dreams, you lack virtue and your butt is smoking, aren't you afraid of damaging yin virtue and can't lift it?" ”

"Fart! I had an all-nighter with your Aunt Liu last night. On the other end of the phone, Master's tone was not to mention how smug it was.

"......" Bai Xiaofeng.

I looked down at the arched quilt, and I really wanted to say MMP!

Master, this old bastard can stay up all night with Widow Liu, why do I have to let the magic weapon be in the sky every morning?

People are more angry than people!

It's a critical hit!

Bai Xiaofeng scolded unhappily: "You are more than one hundred and fifty years old, don't you know how to restrain yourself?" There is no ploughed land, only tired oxen! ”

He felt it was necessary to remind the unscrupulous master that people who were over 150 years old would definitely not be able to stand it if they stayed up all night every day.

Don't say any little blue pills or blissful charms, I still can't stand it!

However.

"Get out, life must be happy, you little rookie knows a hammer." On the other end of the phone, the unscrupulous master scolded, and then suddenly his tone became solemn: "The teacher called you to remind you of something." ”

"What?" Bai Xiaofeng asked.

"It's August 15 today." Master said.

Bang!

Bai Xiaofeng sat up from the bed as if she was struck by lightning, her face changed greatly, and she shouted: "Niang Xipi, why is it suddenly August 15?" ”

"Huh! Fortunately, I read a handful of and a handful of urine for the teacher to raise you as a master and apprentice, and I want to remind you, otherwise you kid may be able to cause some trouble tonight. On the other end of the phone, the unscrupulous master sighed: "I really envy you for having such a good master as a poor monk, the ghost king seals the matter of the weak moon tonight, you can have a snack yourself." ”

(End of chapter)