After school in the afternoon, the surrounding students left the school in twos and threes, and Zhang Guan walked into the toilet alone, but was surprised to find the tattooed old man waiting for him. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Zhang Guan helped his second brother to release water, and asked coldly, "What are you doing here?" Shouldn't you go 'sightseeing' next door? ”

The tattooed old man listened to Zhang Guan's words, his old face turned red, and he patted Zhang Guan's head angrily and said: "Don't talk to me, you kid, there is something serious for you to do now." ”

"What's the matter?" Zhang Guan still has an indifferent attitude.

"That bar found an old Taoist priest, and he wanted to open the altar at night to stabilize people's hearts, it seems that he has some ability, you go and make trouble tonight." The old man looked at Zhang Guan with a smile and said.

Hearing this, Zhang Guan raised his eyebrows and asked with interest: "What does it mean to have a little ability?" Will you see through me? ”

"I don't think so, there aren't many people who can do this now, even if you see through it when you take a step back, can you still be afraid of that half-immortal old man? You're not a ghost after all. The tattooed old man snorted.

Zhang Guan waved his hand undeniably and said, "I know, I'll leave first if it's okay." As he spoke, he rubbed his hand on his pants and walked out of the bathroom.

The old man frowned slightly, looking at Zhang Guan's back, and wondered why Zhang Guan behaved so coldly.

That afternoon, Zhang Guan was guarding a corner near the bar, bored looking at the passers-by, and finally, he saw the target of several people, wearing a black suit like a fat manager of the gang, next to him was a thin old man in a white loose shirt and a gray goatee on his chin.

Zhang Guan squinted his eyes at the visitor without a trace, then turned around and walked around the corner, standing quietly and waiting.

Listening to the footsteps approaching, the corners of Zhang Guan's mouth rose slightly, revealing a sly smile, and then, I saw Zhang Guan's speed suddenly raised, and he quickly walked to the corner.

So, Zhang Guan and the old man who happened to come over collided head-on, and the old man was holding a bowl with bright red liquid in his hand, which was suddenly tilted, spilling the old man's red liquid, and then fell to the ground, with a click, shattered into several petals, and splashed blood.

The old man stared at a pool of red liquid on the ground distressedly, and said in his mouth: "My black dog blood...... Zhang Guan immediately pretended to be panicked, and apologized: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't see you." As he spoke, he took out the toilet paper and stretched it over, wiping the old man's bloodstained white shirt indiscriminately, and intentionally or unintentionally, Zhang Guan accidentally pulled off the gray cloth bag that the old man was carrying on his shoulder.

Suddenly, there was an uproar, and the mess in the cloth bag was scattered all over the ground, there were a few rectangular pieces of yellow paper with ghostly drawings, and a round plate with the shape of a compass, and some things that Zhang Guan couldn't recognize.

The thin old man was nervous now, and shouted: "Don't move!" Zhang Xiangdi snickered, but on the surface he showed a panicked appearance, pretending to be frightened, stepped back, just stepped on the round plate, only to hear a click, looking at the old Dao's tangled face like a dead father, Zhang Guan knew that he had destroyed another treasure, and in retrospect, he seemed to be able to seal the title of 'Treasure Terminator'.

Zhang Guan moved his steps away in horror, turned his head to look at the disc on the soles of his feet that were reimbursed by himself, who knows, he turned around and twisted the square pieces of paper on the soles of his feet into a ball.

The thin old man had tears in his eyes, half-squatting, stretching out his trembling hands, whimpering with something in his throat, half-speechless.

"Ouch, it's over." Zhang Guan knew that he had caused a big disaster, so he turned around and ran, only to hear the old man behind him shouting: "Stinky boy, stop me." ”

Zhang Guan would be really stupid if he stopped, and he ran away in a puff of smoke, leaving only the old man who looked up to the sky and roared and the people with strange faces beside him.

The fat manager couldn't help but open his mouth tentatively and said: "Master Zhang, these things have been destroyed, so what ...... done today" The fat manager hesitated a little and frowned.

The thin old man slowly squatted down, put the scattered things on the ground into the gray cloth bag, and said in a light tone: "It's okay." ”

The fat manager took a rough breath of air, secretly said that he was lucky, and then, with the old way, went straight to the bar, Zhang Guan, who was hiding in the distance, saw this and stole fun.

After waiting for a while, Zhang Guan looked around left and right, and then ran to the bar, wanting to see what this old way would do without those guys.

Towards the end of the evening, the bar has been sparsely populated with a lot of regular customers, after the incident last night, the bar staged this old-fashioned scene in order to stabilize people's hearts, and most of the people who had not seen this situation were interested in watching it as a big show.

Zhang Guan took advantage of the dim light to avoid the eyes of the fat manager and those gangsters, walked to a corner with few people, and sat quietly.

Lao Dao was making some preparations, because it was far away, Zhang Guan couldn't see clearly, and the people around him whispered with interest.

At this time, a fashionably dressed woman walked over with catwalks, and then sat directly next to Zhang Guan, chuckling: "Little handsome guy, come to the bar to play by yourself?" Invite your sister for a drink, and your sister will take you to play. His eyes glanced lightly at Zhang Guan, who was sitting precariously.

Zhang Guan's face was a little red, where had Zhang Guan, who had just become an adult, seen this formation, Yu Guang glanced at the woman's dazzling color short skirt and long legs below, and swallowed his saliva unnaturally, however, Zhang Guan knew that he had to hold it at this time.

Even though there was a wave of horror in his heart, Zhang Guan still pretended to be cold on the surface, and said coldly: "No money." ”

The woman with heavy makeup obviously didn't expect Zhang Guan to answer like this, her face was suffocated, and then, she snorted coldly and scolded: "It's really interesting that the poor ghost still comes here to play." As he spoke, he got up and twisted his ass and walked away, watching the woman walk away, Zhang Guan scratched his head, and muttered to himself: "The beauty has passed the gate and won the title of 'big hero'!" ”

After waiting for about an hour, there were more and more people in the bar, and unlike usual, there was no boring music in the bar at the moment, only a burst of whispering, and everyone present looked at the oddly dressed old man in the middle of the dance floor.

Finally, Lao Dao began to do it, and I saw him holding a half-foot-long wooden sword waving, moving under his feet, and his face was tense.

Zhang Guan yawned, as a finger yin, Zhang Guan could see that the old man was playing tricks, and after the old man waved it for a while, he stopped, and stretched out a piece of talisman paper between his two fingers and stretched out to the red candle.

After the end was lit, with a flick of his hand, the rune paper turned into a firelight and slid through the air, a bit of juggling, showing this hand, everyone almost waved their hands and applauded.

Zhang Guan looked bored, ready to play tricks on this old way, gently patted the hidden pubic bag on his waist, Zhang Guan muttered something softly to a little ghost, and then lay on his back on the sofa to watch a good show.