OK to make a mirror copy. Zhuang Xianyu stopped and replied to Xiao Zhuang in his heart.

"Yes, host. The countdown begins. The success of the establishment will alert the host. ”

Wu Qingfeng, who was walking in front, saw that Zhuang Xianyu had not followed for a long time, so he turned around and looked at Zhuang Xianyu in confusion, only to see Zhuang Xianyu stop in place with a solemn face, so he stepped forward with a smile and asked, "Zhuang Xiaoyou, what's wrong?" ”

Zhuang Xianyu naturally couldn't mention Xiaozhuang's matter to Wu Qingfeng, and remembered the gloomy atmosphere here, so he replied casually: "I feel a little strange here. ”

Wu Qingfeng raised his eyebrows and asked, "Oh? You're really sharp, what did you find? ”

"I'm just curious why there's a lot of yin here." Zhuang Xianyu asked.

"Because here, the Persona Division Ghost Prison suppresses an evil spirit that is difficult to solve." Wu Qingfeng lowered his eyes and looked at the marble floor and replied.

Zhuang Xianyu pretended to be puzzled and continued to ask: "Why don't you just destroy the evil ghosts?" Do you have to be imprisoned? "Obviously, Xiaozhuang said that this is a gathering of hundreds of ghosts, but Wu Qingfeng said that it was one, Zhuang Xianyu was puzzled, and saw that Wu Qingfeng did not tell the truth, so he did not ask in detail.

"There's some confidentiality involved, and as long as you're in the Persona Division, you'll always be exposed to them. Leave that alone for now, I'll take you to meet some of my old friends now. Wu Qingfeng said and walked forward quickly, seeing that Zhuang Xianyu hadn't caught up yet, he turned around and waved to Zhuang Xianyu and continued: "Come on, come on, follow me, wait a few people to introduce you to get to know you." ”

Zhuang Xianyu nodded, and walked forward behind Wu Qingfeng with steps.

As he was walking, Wu Qingfeng suddenly stopped, and looked at the open windowsill not far away with some surprise, only to see a thin woman who looked to be only in her twenties leaning on the windowsill, she was coiled in her hair, wearing an elegant black velvet cheongsam, her face was pale, without a trace of blood and anger, and she was leaning against the window at this time, with a strange blood-red cigarette between her slender fingers. On the shoulder sat a blue-faced ghost doll wearing a big red belly pocket and constantly shaking her feet.

I saw that the green smoke from the blood-colored cigarette floated to the lips of the blue-faced ghost doll like a thread, and was sucked into the mouth little by little by the blue-faced ghost doll like sucking noodles.

Seeing the woman, Wu Qingfeng suddenly paused, his whole body tensed, pulled Zhuang Xianyu's sleeves, walked in front of the woman in a few steps, first bowed respectfully, and then said: "Hello Sister Lan, I will bring a junior to recognize the road, this kid is called Zhuang Xianyu." ”

The woman turned her head when she heard Wu Qingfeng's words, narrowed her narrow phoenix eyes and glanced at Wu Qingfeng, and when she saw Zhuang Xianyu looking at her, she looked sideways. Zhuang Xianyu saw in her eyes the full vicissitudes of life that did not match her appearance and age.

The woman's red lips spit out a smoke ring and did not speak, Wu Qingfeng hurriedly patted Zhuang Xianyu's arm and said, "Zhuang Xiaoyou, this is the elder of the Bai Ze group, call Aunt Lan quickly." ”

"Aunt Lan, hello." Zhuang Xianyu was a little surprised when he heard Wu Qingfeng's introduction, but he didn't expect that this woman who looked only in her twenties was a member of the legendary Bai Ze group, and when she heard Wu Qingfeng's words, she bowed to the woman in the same way as Wu Qingfeng.

"Hmm." The woman nodded, turned her head and continued to lie on the windowsill to smoke, while the blue-faced imp on her shoulder stared at Zhuang Xianyu's bracelet with interest.

Wu Qingfeng saw the woman turn around, and hurriedly said, "Then I won't bother you, I'll take him to find the way first." After speaking, he pulled Zhuang Xianyu's sleeve and hurriedly walked away.

After walking away, he relaxed and said to Zhuang Xianyu: "I didn't expect Sister Lan to be there, she is one of Bai Ze's nine sons, named Lan Yan, is a very powerful ghost cultivator, don't look at her appearance She looks only in her twenties, in fact, I saw her when I was a child, and it has not changed at all from now." ”

As he spoke, Wu Qingfeng pushed open the door in front of him, turned his head and continued to say to Zhuang Xianyu: "Come, come with me, I don't know if those old friends are not there." ”

After speaking, he turned around and walked in, Zhuang Xianyu followed Wu Qingfeng and looked into the room, only to see a half-human milky white stone tablet in the center of the room, the stone tablet was not engraved, and a swallow with wings ready to fly was simply carved, and there were more than a dozen futons in front of the stone. On the left side of the room, there are two old men playing Go.

The old man on the left side of the chessboard, dressed in a black Tai Chi suit, is sitting in a woodcut wheelchair of strange qualities, empty below the knee. There are dense buttons on the handles of wheelchairs, and I don't know what they do. I saw him frowning and looking at the chess game in front of him, looking like he was meditating, he didn't even hear the sound of pushing the door, he lowered his head stiffly, and a sunspot twisted in his fingertips did not fall for a long time.

Opposite him sat an old monk with a gray beard, I saw the old monk wearing a robe, his gray beard hanging down on his chest, and he was playing with a string of prayer beads in his hand, looking at the black-robed old man in front of him with a smug expression.

Seeing Wu Qingfeng push the door in, he hurriedly stood up and walked towards Wu Qingfeng.

"Brother Wu, you are here too, who is this one next to you?" The old monk said with a smile.

Wu Qingfeng ignored the old monk, raised his hand and pointed at the old monk and said to Zhuang Xianyu: "This is the vice president of our B City Branch, who abstains from anger, hides in this Hearsay Division every day and recites scriptures, and usually doesn't go anywhere, a full house monk, don't look at his serious appearance now, he has a big temper to death." ”

After listening to Wu Qingfeng's words, the monk who quit hatred really began to blow his beard and glare, glared at Wu Qingfeng fiercely, and said, "Who are you to be as casual as you every day?" Wander around all day, deal with some trivial things, and can run around. ”

"Okay, okay, look at it, saying that your stinky temper is coming again, don't talk about it, it's not me talking about you, look at how you look like a monk, a bad old man with a bad temper." Wu Qingfeng saw that the monk said himself, and hurriedly went back.

The monk glared at Wu Qingfeng, turned his head to look at Xiang Zhuang Xianyu, clasped his hands together, and shouted Amitabha Buddha and said, "You are the Zhuang donor, we heard Brother Wu talk about you." ”

"Hello, senior." Zhuang Xianyu nodded at the ring.

"I'll talk to you later, come, this stupid old man is a Xuan, the master of the Jixuanmen, tinkering with a bunch of wood all day long." Wu Qingfeng said as he pulled Zhuang Xianyu towards the old man in black Tai Chi who was staring at the chess game.

"Hello Ichigen senior." Zhuang Xianyu stepped forward and greeted.

I saw the old man in the black Tai Chi suit raise his eyes, stared at Zhuang Xianyu seriously for a moment, and then slowed down his expression, stretched out his right hand and said in a somewhat hoarse voice: "Hello, I heard about you in Chechnya, you are really young and promising, very good." ”

Zhuang Xianyu stretched out his hand to hold the old man's right hand, and shook it with a light smile.

Wu Qingfeng, who was on the side, heard this, and rushed up and said, "Okay, I'll just say where that rude kid came from, it turned out to be the apprentice of you, a tsundere old man, why didn't I hear that you accepted apprentices again?" ”