When the bald man heard him ask again, he smiled, the expression on his face became a little more obscene, and he said in a low voice: "Dude, since you want to know, then I'll tell you about the way here." ”

Next, the bald man began to talk about what he was most proud of.

The bald man first introduced himself, his name is Li Chunwang, and he is a substitute driver. When it comes to picking up corpses, ordinary people may not know much about it, but people who often go to nightclubs know the doorway.

Once he heard from a driver who was also driving on his behalf that he had picked up a corpse last night, and it tasted cool, the top was big and the bottom was tight, and he was quite active.

Li Chunwang asked in surprise at that time, "Are you also interested in corpses?" ”

I heard the driver say that the so-called picking up corpses is to squat in front of a nightclub in the middle of the night, waiting for those drunk women to come out of it, or come forward to talk to them, or secretly follow them.

Wait for them to be drunk and unconscious, and then take them to the car or some remote place to get a hand, and then leave, usually there will be no problem.

But there are a few taboos in this business, you can't find a male partner, you don't look for minors, and those who resist fiercely will generally not continue. The most important thing is not to go to a hotel or guesthouse, so that as soon as you register, you can check it.

Speaking of this, Li Chunwang gushed endlessly, and proudly told Fang You that he had tasted the sweetness since he first succeeded.

I've experienced it more than a dozen times, the thief is stimulated, and even a woman has been picked up by him twice in a row, and the important thing is that she is very active, and today is the third day in a row to come here.

Fang You was a little dumbfounded when he heard this, people in the city really know how to play, and there is such a trick? Are those women so self-loving? Has the world been reduced to such a low level?

"How about brother, are you very excited after listening to it? Want to give it a try? I can give you one, and I can make a friend. Li Chunwang said energetically, and he was very generous and wanted to teach Fang Yu to become a fellow believer.

"Hey, not interested." Fang Youhe laughed, stared at him and said, "But for the sake of you sharing with me, there is something I have to tell you." ”

"The women you meet in the middle of the night are not necessarily all people, doing this kind of thing is detrimental to yin morality, and it will attract ghosts, if you don't want to die, you can continue."

After speaking, Fang You didn't wait for him to answer, turned around and left. Anyway, he also said what he should say, whether he listened to this Li Chunwang or not, if he was a pure lower-body animal, it would be no wonder to him.

"Hey, don't go, brother, let's talk again...."

Ignoring Li Chunwang's retention, Fang Yu returned to the rental room step by step, sleeping on the quilt.

Early the next morning, Fang You was woken up by Uncle Liu's voice, "Fang Wazi, someone is looking for you!" ”

As soon as Fang You got up, he saw Sun Desheng carrying a bag of fruits and a box of Yinlu Eight Treasure Porridge, and walked in with a smile.

Fang You glanced at him and said casually: "The place is small, just sit casually." ”

Sun Desheng put down the fruit and was amazed, "The masters of the Taoist generation actually condescended to live in such a place, if you talk about the state of mind, you are not as poor as the Taoist friends, you are really ashamed." ”

Fang You glanced at him, this Sun Desheng was obviously making fun of him, knowing that he had no money, he was still talking these, he snorted and ignored it.

Seeing that Fang was still silent, Sun Desheng closed the door, sat on the only broken horse in the room, and said: "Fellow Daoist, Poor Dao came today to discuss with you about our future direction." ”

"Towards? Let's hear it. Fang Yu replied lightly.

Sun Desheng nodded and said: "Since we are going to cooperate in the future, then the poor Dao will not say dark words, the poor Dao Sun Desheng, the number three virtue Daoists, is now the only descendant disciple of the Ziwei Sect." ”

After speaking, he looked at Fang You, only to see Ban Zheng sitting there, without the slightest expression of surprise, and Lao Sun's smug energy withered.

After a pause, he said again: "The so-called South is the One, the North is all true, and the Hidden Immortal is the Supreme of Longping." I Ziwei is one of the 12 Xuanmen orthodox religious sects, I view the Taoist friends of the Tao is profound, the realm is profound, and I must also come from a famous and decent school, dare to ask Daoyou is from the south, or from the north? ”

Sun Desheng did not directly ask his Taoist name, but asked him that he was from the north and south, which represented the two great daos.

Fang still didn't have time to play dumb riddles with him, what was true, according to his master's words, it was all bullshit. Therefore, he simply said directly: "My name is Fang You, and I am the only descendant disciple of the Immortal Source View of Wuding Mountain, have you heard of it?" ”

"Wuding Mountain Immortal Source View?" Lao Sun frowned and muttered, "This Taoist temple, I have never heard of it, it doesn't seem to be a branch of the two orthodox Taoist sects..."

Fang Yu raised his eyebrows and said, "What are you muttering there?" ”

Sun Desheng smiled: "Yesterday, I watched the Daoist Friend's Qingying Sword in one hand is already pure love, and it is really the only time in the life of a poor Daoist to be able to practice to this level at such an age." Presumably, the Lingshi is also a master of the Tao, so that he can teach such a character as a debutant, I don't know what the Lingshi Dao number is? ”

Hearing Sun Desheng's words, Fang Yu couldn't help frowning, thinking of his master who peeked at the widows in the village taking baths all day long, was greedy for small gains, and was extremely slammed, he couldn't help but blush a little, that old thing had nothing to do with the Taoist master.

He replied vaguely, "Little Doyle, it's not worth mentioning, it's not worth mentioning." ”

Sun Desheng frowned, he wanted to show Fang You's true background, but Fang You didn't plan to tell him at all. I thought about it in my heart, even if he is from the north and south, as long as he can make money, it is easy to say anything if he has money.

Seeing that Sun Desheng was deep in thought, Fang Yu hurriedly changed the topic, "I've heard of your Ziwei faction, it seems that he specializes in practicing Ziwei Doushu, and he is good at deducing heavenly opportunities, and there are not many people, but all factions are very jealous. ”

Lao Sun sighed when he heard this: "Don't mention it, this is all in the past, Ziwei was sent to my generation, it is considered to be withered, and when I die, I am afraid that this Ziwei Doushu will be lost." ”

Fang Yu showed a look of surprise, "How can this be?" ”

Hearing him ask, Sun Desheng's face darkened, saying that there is a big cause and effect here, the Ziwei faction has borne the disaster for others, so that it is facing the situation of exterminating the faction, if it were not for his master to desperately protect him, the Ziwei faction may no longer exist.

Under Fang You's repeated questioning, Sun Desheng slowly explained the cause and effect.

According to Lao Sun, that was more than ten years ago, when he was still a little Taoist boy and was marching around with his master. Because the number of crape myrtle sects is already scarce, there are only three people left in this generation, and there is no fixed mountain gate, so they basically live and practice in various Taoist sects.

The Ziwei faction has a special status in the Daomen, whether it is the Zhengyi faction of the southern faction or the Quanzhen faction of the north, they will give them some face, and they will be treated as guests wherever they go.

It is said that once they traveled to the vicinity of the Shenxiao faction, so they went there to stay for a few days, and after arriving at the Shenxiao faction, his master Ziyang Zhenren deduced a hexagram for the Shenxiao faction according to the usual practice, which was regarded as a thank you for their hospitality.

This deduction doesn't matter, it is good to die and calculate that the Shenxiao Sect will have a catastrophe within three days, and it is the kind of catastrophe that will kill people.

Hearing the words of Ziyang Zhenren, the Heavenly Master of the Shenxiao Sect was shocked and hurriedly asked Ziyang Zhenren how to crack it.

Ziyang Zhenren naturally would not sit idly by, and after flipping through the deduction, he told the Heavenly Master of the Shenxiao Sect that the disaster came from the south, as long as a Divine Fire Array was placed in the south, the flames would not be extinguished for three days and three nights, and then the masters of the sect would sit in the Divine Fire Array, then this catastrophe could be solved.

He told him the method of cracking the law to the Heavenly Master of the Shenxiao Sect, and said, "I have already leaked the secret of heaven, and I will be punished by heaven in the near future, and staying here will only make matters worse." ”

After saying this, Ziyang Zhenren left the Shenxiao Sect with Sun Desheng, and two days later, Ziyang Zhenren, who was walking on the road, suddenly shook his whole body, coughing up blood, he looked at the direction of the Shenxiao Sect with a shocked face, and muttered to himself, saying that a catastrophe is coming, and regret should not be too much.

After that day, Ziyang Zhenren's face was gray, his health was getting worse and worse, and he saw that his days were running out when he was terminally ill.

Before he died, Ziyang Zhenren called Sun Desheng to his side and told him that he should never reveal the secret of heaven, although he helped the Shenxiao faction survive a catastrophe, but he laid the root of his own trouble, and now he can only use my life to settle this debt.

He also said that there is a land temple ten miles east from here, and that after my death the body is not to be burned or buried, wrapped in black cloth, and hung on the ancient tree near the land temple, and you can leave by yourself.

After saying this, Ziyang Zhenren swallowed his last breath and returned to the underworld.

At that time, Sun Desheng was still young, and while crying, according to what the master said, he wrapped him in a black cloth and hung him on an ancient tree, and then Sun Desheng did not leave, but hid in a land temple not far away and stared at the master's body.

One is that he is reluctant to let the master go, and the other is that he wants to see why the master is doing this.

Three days passed, and at night, three days later, Sun Desheng, who lived in the Land Temple, met a white-bearded old man, who claimed to be the land and appeared only to save his life.

Where would Sun Desheng believe it, he only said that he was a liar.

The white-bearded old man was not angry, and said bluntly: "I came to save you, and it was also because your master begged me bitterly, otherwise I wouldn't be doing thankless things, if you don't believe it, then go with me to take a look." ”

Sun Desheng was suspicious, and followed the white-bearded old man to the place where the corpse of Ziyang Zhenren was hanging.

I saw a big black python as thick as a bucket coiled on the big tree where the master's corpse was hung, staring at Ziyang Zhenren wrapped in black cloth with its core, and a flame erupted from the snake's mouth, burning Ziyang Zhenren to ashes.

At this time, the white-bearded old man said: "Your faction has borne the cause and effect for others, and your master knows that he will not escape death, so he has come to beg me, you must save your life, now let me go." ”