"Senior Brother Song must be obedient, and I will go to you after I become a real onmyoji!"

Susan said goodbye to Song Zhong with tears in her eyes, and that look made me feel sorry.

At this time, in order not to be regarded as an outlier after going down the mountain, Song Zhong had already changed into a modern costume.

On top of his shoulders, he also carried a backpack from a famous sports brand.

If his appearance at this time is seen by some mountaineering enthusiasts, I am afraid that most of them will think that he is a high school student who is going out on an outing.

Song Zhong gently pinched Susan's nose, and then gave her a reassuring look.

In the eyes of the Lingchen Dao people, Song Zhong, the owner of the Eastern Emperor Bell, went down the mountain to achieve absolute secrecy.

So in addition to, the Lingchen Daoist and the little junior sister Susan.

The other disciples in the Taiqing Taoist Temple did not receive the news and came to see them off.

Susan grabbed Song Zhong's hand tightly, looking reluctant to let go.

"Alright, alright, you just work hard to cultivate on the mountain, maybe when you show up next time, you can help me!"

Song Zhong looked at Susan helplessly and said something that even he felt was very contrary to his will.

Because in Song Zhong's view, the problems he can't solve must be solved by no one among his peers.

But Susan took it seriously, and after hearing Song Zhong say that, her beautiful eyes couldn't help but light up.

"Senior Brother Song, don't worry! In the future, as long as I am Goddess Susan, no one can bully you! ”

The little girl patted her chest and solemnly assured Song Zhong.

Song Zhong looked over Susan's chest and swallowed out of male instinct.

He found that this little junior sister of his had unconsciously begun to take on the outline of a mature woman.

"Senior Brother Song, how can you be like this."

Although Song Zhong thought that his saliva action was already very obscure.

But unfortunately, it was discovered by Susan, an elf-quirky little girl.

It was Song Zhong's turn to be embarrassed this time, and he saw that his handsome cheeks were suddenly red like a ripe red Fuji.

Now, he just wants to get out of this place quickly.

So, Song Zhong turned around and ran, causing the Lingchen Dao people on the side to laugh again and again.

"Senior Brother Song, you must take care of yourself!"

The last voice Song Zhong heard was Susan's words of concern.

But he couldn't scruple so much, because the scene just now was so embarrassing.

In this way, Song Zhong ran seven or eight kilometers in one breath before stopping.

He panted, and took out the bag that Master Lingchen Dao had given him before he went down the mountain.

In the words of the Lingchen Daoist, after he went down the mountain, he relied on it in this bag.

But the moment Song Zhong opened the bag, he was a little dumbfounded.

For he could clearly see that there was only a letter and a few lollipops in the bag.

Song Zhong knows that in the secular world, everyone recognizes a thing called "money" the most.

Originally, he thought that all this bag was money.

But at this time, he was a little disappointed......

Song Zhong opened the letter with a hint of anger, he wanted to see what his cheating master had written in the letter.

I saw that on the letter, what was left was indeed the handwriting of my master Lingchen Daoist.

"Child, the survival tips given to you by the teacher are the ones. Read more books, read more newspapers, have fewer children, sleep more......"

When he saw that line of words, Song Zhong tore the letter to shreds in a fit of anger.

He knew that now he had to find his way to Yunlong High School on his own.

Song Zhong raised his eyes and looked carefully at the road ahead.

He noticed that about a hundred meters in front of him, there was a stone monument.

"In the Bali shop, no one should enter."

Song Zhong read the words on the stone tablet lightly, and then couldn't help but chuckle, raised his steps, and walked towards the so-called Balipu.

Young and frivolous, Song Zhong doesn't care about this so-called literal threat.

In his opinion, even if there is something greasy in this eight-mile shop, with his ability at this time, he can turn the danger into a disaster.

"You can come here, young man, but you must leave before dark."

At this time, an old man's voice came, which frightened Song Zhong's whole body and shuddered.

The perception ability of a bronch-level onmyoji can cover a radius of one hundred meters.

But Song Zhong didn't realize that there was such an existence around him before.

So he looked in the direction of the source of the sound, and he saw that not far in front of him stood an old woman with a haggard face.

The clothes worn by the old man were mended and mended, and at first glance he was from a poor family.

She hunched over and clutched a thick branch tightly with both hands.

It seems that this is the only way to ensure that her body will not fall.

"The sky is clear, the yin is turbid and the yang is clear, five or six yin zun, out of the secluded and into the underworld, the edict, the eye of the sky, open the ......"

Song Zhong silently recited the spell in his mouth, and at the same time, the golden light between his eyes flashed, and the third eye suddenly opened in the middle of his head.

This so-called third eye is also called the yin and yang eye in the yin and yang world.

Under the eyes of the law, distinguish ghosts.

"Young man, don't waste your efforts, old woman, I'm a human being, not a ghost."

When the old woman saw Song Zhong open the Yin and Yang Eyes, she was not half surprised in her heart, as if she was used to it.

Song Zhong turned his Yin and Yang eyes and looked carefully at the old woman.

According to the yin and yang techniques that Song Zhong had learned, he could be 100% sure that what the old woman said was true.

Indeed, she was a living person.

"Old woman, have you seen an onmyoji before?"

Song Zhong opened his mouth and asked the old woman tentatively.

When the old woman heard Song Zhong's words, she couldn't help but show a strange smile on her face.

"In recent years, this place has been very noisy. So it's not surprising that there are onmyoji here. ”

Song Zhong looked at the old woman, and it didn't look like she was lying.

At the same time, he couldn't help muttering in his heart.

Song Zhong thinks he is a genius, but that is only calculated based on his age.

But when it comes to the cultivation of the Yin and Yang Realm, in addition to the background of the sect, he is only a bronze-level Onmyoji.

"Old woman, can't even the Onmyoji deal with those powerful ghosts here?"

Song Zhong tentatively asked the old woman about the reality of Balipu.

But what Song Zhong didn't expect was that the old woman immediately exploded when she heard his words.

"What kind of bullshit onmyoji, they don't deserve to give the big shoes to the ghosts in the Hongli Fitness Club. I swore when I came, but now? Hmph, garbage ......"

The old woman raised the cane in her hand and shouted hoarsely at Song Zhong.

Such a sudden move frightened Song Zhong's body couldn't help but slap a spirit, and then involuntarily took a few steps backwards behind him.

"Young man, among the onmyoji, I have never seen an old woman as young as you. Tell me, how much money do you want to cheat us out of when you come here to catch ghosts? ”

When the old woman mentioned the word money, the fierce light in her eyes was even better.

As if he couldn't wait to eat Song Zhongsheng alive.

Although Song Zhong knew that if he wanted to survive in the world, he would never be able to do it without money.

But he could see that this old woman was obviously deceived by other onmyoji.

There can only be two scenarios for such a thing.

One is that the ghosts here are indeed difficult to deal with.

The second is that those onmyoji who come here are all deceitful and famous, and they have no real talent and learning.

At the same time, Song Zhong secretly prayed in his heart, which was the second possibility.

Otherwise, even he would choose to run away.

He's an onmyoji, yes, but he's not a fool.

"Don't worry, old woman. If you need it, I'll help, I don't want your money. ”

Song Zhong's gaze when he looked at the old woman was full of sincerity.

"Oh, I can't imagine it! You're an underage doll, and you're still a perverted embryo. You're also running for that little girl, right? ”

The old woman sneered, and her face was full of contempt.

Song Zhong, who was born in the Taiqing Taoist Temple, has always been very proud.

Hot face sticking to other people's cold butts, he really has no interest at all.

Also, he thinks this old guy is simply unreasonable.

In this way, Song Zhong didn't pay attention to the old woman anymore, but walked silently towards the depths of Balipu.

The old woman looked at the back of Song Zhong leaving, and muttered to herself, "Young man, there is a knife on the head of the color character." Trust me, you're going to regret coming here. ”

Balipu is far more prosperous than Song Zhong imagined, although it cannot be compared with those international metropolises, but it is also an eye-opener for Song Zhong.

On both sides of the street, small vendors are struggling to sell, and everyone is running and toiling for a living.

"Gollum, Gollum......"

Song Zhong walked and suddenly realized that his stomach was a little hungry.

But he still forcibly endured, because he knew that eating in the worldly world costs money.

"Hey, boy! Hungry! Can't run classes? Your black brother and I are three thousand disciples! ”

At this time, he suddenly slapped Song Zhong's shoulder with a big hand.

Song Zhong, who hit him this time, stumbled and almost didn't lie on the ground......