"Master, do you know where the Spirit Temple is?" Yang Shuo intercepted a taxi on the side of the road, although he had lived in Yundong District for many years, it was the first time he had heard of the strange place of Lingdong Temple.

"Young man, there is no temple in Yundong District, I haven't heard of it since I lived here for so many years." The driver replied.

There is no Lingdong Temple in Yundong District? Could it be that the Central Plains chat group is deceiving?

Yang Shuo has lived here for more than ten years, and he has known him in the streets and alleys, but he has really never heard of this temple, after all, Yundong District is a prosperous modern city, and it is still relatively difficult to see such a thing as a temple.

"Then do you know where there used to be a temple in Yundong District?" Yang Shuo continued to ask.

The driver looked embarrassed, looked to the other side and thought about it and said, "It seems that there is a temple near Water Street that has been abandoned twenty years ago, and I don't know where the specific location is." ”

Hearing this, Yang Shuo sat in the passenger seat without hesitation: "Let's go!" ”

Water Street, Yang Shuo has heard a little, belongs to the most old street in Yundong District, I used to hear my father say that there was once a place where Mr. Feng Shui was abundant, and there were people who opened shops and stalls on the whole street, and there were special people who measured Feng Shui, split words and fortune telling, and tied marriage.

After all, Yang Shuo's father's business has something to do with the dead, and naturally he will have some friendship with some Feng Shui gentlemen in Water Street.

Yang Shuo turned on his mobile phone and opened the chat software as soon as possible to see the dynamics in the Central Plains chat group.

Ling Kongzi was still in a diving state a few days ago, and since he took on the important task of catching unjust souls, his activity in the group has increased a lot.

Ling Kongzi: "@玄阳法师, Brother Xuanyang, have you calculated the specific location of the unjust soul now?" ”

Master Xuanyang can be described as a cold task in the group, Yang Shuo has been in the group for several days, and he has only said one sentence, that is, the last time he calculated the direction of the unjust soul, he warned in the chat group and did not speak.

In addition to Master Xuanyang, there are also many people who have been diving, there are more than thirty people in the entire chat group, and Yang Shuo has only seen less than ten people talking, among which the most active are Tianyi Daoist and Ghost Shadow Swordsman, who are chatting in the chat group if they have nothing to do.

Master Xuanyang: "How can it be so simple, at present, I can only be sure that the unjust soul has never left the Yundong District." ”

Despite this, Yang Shuo looked at the tone of Master Xuanyang's speech, and his temperament had a sense of supernatural powers, and he could deduce the location of the unjust soul, which might not be something that other Heavenly Masters could do.

Ghost Shadow Swordsman: "Master Xuanyang's calculation technique can definitely be calculated in the Heavenly Master Realm, it's just a matter of time, little girl, don't worry." ”

Ling Kongzi: "My current Dao Xing has just entered the threshold of the Heavenly Master, what if it is not the opponent of the unjust soul?" ”

Baimei Daoren: "Girl, you can rest assured, I and the Xuanling Immortal have checked that unjust soul, and there is no bloody breath for the time being, but the resentment is strong, and it can't be overdone, at least you have absolute certainty of killing her with your cultivation." ”

Ling Kongzi: "She didn't kill anyone, isn't that a good ghost, I beat her to the point that she is very miserable." ”

After all, girls are girls, and they are always a little kind in temperament, a little indecisive, and they can't be as decisive as old-timers like Baimei Daoren.

Tianyi Daoist: "Hey, is Ling Kongzi flooded with the heart of the Holy Mother again?"

Baimei Daoren: "Girl, you must know that the grievance of that unjust soul is very strong, it is only a matter of time before she kills or not, and when she goes to kill, we will solve her, it will be too late." ”

Volley: "Okay. ”

Ling Kongzi's tone seemed to reveal a trace of embarrassment.

Master Xuanyang: "Haha, little girl, do you remember the birthday gift I gave you on your last birthday?" ”

Ling Kongzi: "You mean that ghost talisman?" ”

Master Xuanyang: "That's right, that talisman is specially made by me, it can forcibly deter the unjust soul for three days, if you see the unjust soul and can't bear to do it, you can use the ghost suppression talisman to seal it, and then hand her over to the Baimei Daoist to deal with." ”

Ling Kongzi: "Mm-hmm, okay, I see. ”

Tianyi Daoist: "Master Xuanyang actually hides such a good thing for Ling Kongzi girl, heavy color and light friends!" Despise! ”

Ghost Swordsman: "I despise it too!" ”

……

It didn't take long for Yang Shuo to come to Water Street, pay the taxi driver and get out of the car.

Yang Shuo only came to this place in Water Street when he was a child, and he still came with his father at that time, and ten years have passed, and the grass and trees here have not changed much, and there are still various Jianghu warlocks setting up stalls around, and some old gods have opened stores.

"It's quite a bustling place!"

People come and go here, most of them are middle-aged and elderly people gathering, looking at feng shui, measuring words, fortune telling, and sure enough, the old people believe in these feudal superstitious things.

There was a strong smell of burning around, and it was even said that there was some choking, Yang Shuo was not used to this smell, and sneezed several times in a row.

"This little brother, are you here to tell fortunes or test marriage?"

Not far from Yang Shuo, a short and fat man sat on the ground, with a golden cloth in front of him, on which were written all kinds of strange traditional characters, the most conspicuous being fortune-telling and exorcism.

Yang Shuo walked to the fat man's stall and squatted down to look at the text of the cloth and said, "Brother, what is the price of exorcism?" ”

The fat man originally wanted to shout twice to solicit business, but he didn't expect Yang Shuo to really come over to him, and he suddenly felt a spring breeze on his face.

"Little brother really knows each other, in this water street, no one dares to say anything about the ability to exorcise evil spirits, tell me if you have encountered any evil things recently?" As soon as the fat man said this, the two old men in the stall next to him threw out a disgusted expression, stinky and shameless!

"That's right, I'...... A friend of mine recently saw a ghost in the piano room at school and asked me to come over and ask if there was any way to solve it. ”

Yang Shuo originally wanted to talk about his own, but after thinking about it, he still concealed it, after all, there are many fish and dragons here in Water Street, and there are not many people who really have some ability, but there are many gods and sticks in the rivers and lakes, and if you are not careful, you will become a big wrongdoer, and now for Yang Shuo, the Central Plains chat group is the real Heavenly Master.

"So, has there been any murder in his school?" The fat man touched his chin and asked pretending to be vague.

"Indeed, there was a senior sister who hanged herself in the piano room ten years ago." Yang Shuo said.