Chapter 188: The Hungry Ghost Pounces on Food

"I don't want to know what you call news about my dead father, goodbye. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

I had to make a choice, that is, I could believe in Bai Yu, maybe my father really didn't die.

"Zhang Yao, you have to think clearly, there is only one chance."

Bai Yu, like a businessman, with the intention of seducing and letting me go, hooked my mind little by little.

"Miss Bai, did you ask me for help? And instead of me begging you, what do you want from you? ”

I'm not a fool, I wasted half a day's tongue, I didn't leak the slightest bit of news, and I still wanted to do something, so I didn't do it without kickbacks.

"Your father is not dead, he is the sect master of Xuanzong. That's all I can tell you, and the rest is easy to say as long as you help me. ”

My acting skills were not practiced in vain, and Bai Yu, who didn't spit out, finally said it.

But I can't believe it all, my father is not dead, this is a matter that has been around me for nearly 20 years, and it is not something I can accept for a while.

"Can I trust you?"

I turned my head and stared into Bai Yu's eyes and said.

"You can not believe me, but you have to believe the facts, your blind eyes can see the light overnight, and this is the proof of iron."

Bai Yu didn't show any panic in response to my questioning, and said calmly.

That's right, I was blind in my eyes, and one night after I turned twelve, I could see, and not only see, but also see things that ordinary people couldn't see.

But my eyes are cured by my mother, Sister Yu, how can it be to my father?

But I thought about it carefully, if I was blind at birth, then why did I have to wait twelve years for Sister Yu to cure my eyes.

Is Sister Yu trying to find a way, or is there really another hidden story?

"Zhang Yao, you don't know anything about your father at all."

Bai Yu seemed to see my doubts, and his words intensified my desire to explore my father's secrets.

"Come in, and I'll tell you the story of your father."

After saying that, Bai Yu didn't care if I came in and continued to chat with her, and turned around and walked into the house directly.

"I wonder what Xuanzong does? And the suzerain? ”

As I walked into the room, I closed the door.

I'm in an extremely bad mood, what are the old man and Sister Yu hiding from me? How many more things do I not know? Why are they hiding it from me?

Then, Bai Yu told me what Xuanzong was, an organization that I had never known.

From ancient times to the present, 360 lines have produced champions, and the same is true in our circle.

Life Master, Feng Shui Master, Onmyoji, Ghost Hunter, Demon Hunter, Yin Walker, Soul Control Master, Ghost Knife, Buddhist Disciple, Maoshan Taoist, Laoshan Taoist, Corpse Chaser, Corpse Keeper, Ghost Doctor. And so on and so forth.

A series of professions are spread all over the country, whether they are big or small, they all have their own skills and spells.

They also have their own rules and precepts.

But these professions and these people all have one purpose, that is, to maintain the justice and peace of yin and yang.

Whether it is for the sake of purifying the world, or to support the family, the son inherits the father's business, all for this world.

There are more people and more professions, and it is inevitable that you will encounter competitors and gunfire, and there will also be friction and fights in major professions.

After that, the idea of building an organization was proposed.

Who exactly made the suggestion is very old, and I don't know.

It is proposed that among the professions in many circles, choose a person with outstanding ability, who can convince people, and who can preside over Xuanzong.

Anyway, this Rory's rambling thing can only be done by one person in the end.

At the beginning, fortunately, the organization of this Xuanzong is huge, the division of labor in various professions is also relatively reasonable, and everyone is also happy.

But in this new society of the 21st century, the backwardness of feudal thinking and the stable development of a harmonious society.

Our circle is gradually declining, and this Xuanzong has gradually disappeared from everyone's sight.

Until now, only a few people know and know where this Xuanzong organization is?

And the title of the sect master is the title of the boss of Xuanzong, and it is also a representative of strength.

After listening to Bai Yu's explanation in a daze, I fell into deep thought, none of this mattered.

I think of a man, a man who saved me twice.

Suzerain?

Is that him?

I kept asking myself in my heart, is this really reliable? So many years have passed.

I don't believe my own grandfather and mother, but I am here to listen to a woman's words?

"Zhang Yao, what I said is the truth, believe it or not, your father is the sect master of Xuanzong."

Bai Yu drank the water and said to me proudly.

Thinking about everything, all in series, I really don't dare to think about it.

"Can you tell me where he is?"

But my heart can't fool myself.

Since I walked in, it has already proved that I have long since disbelieved the fact that my father had died long ago to the old man and Sister Yu told me.

Therefore, I have to verify for myself whether this is a lie or a hidden from me.

"This is a secret, you helped me get the corpse fruit, I can go to you to see him in person."

Bai Yu knew that his affairs had been settled, and his mood was very good. Always with a smile and slowly.

"Okay, when are you going to do it?"

"The Netherworld Inn is a receptionist on the fifteenth day of the first month, and if you hold this brand, you can find me with just a drop of blood when the time comes. As for when you want it, the sooner the better, and let me know when you're done. ”

Bai Yu seemed very happy, and I didn't think about what she wanted the corpse fruit for? Don't want to know what the corpse looks like?

As a result of Mu Na, Bai Yu handed over the jade plate and put it close to him.

"Well, wait until I come back to you, I hope you don't lie to me."

Without looking back, I walked out of the house and left Bai Yu with a word.

In the hall on the first floor, I left the Netherworld Inn under the watchful eyes of a hundred imps.

Night, or night. The air is still so cold.

The mind is full of the back of that great man, is it really like Bai Yu said?

At this moment, I really didn't know what to do.

Walking aimlessly on the soft fields, should I go home? Or go directly to the Dry Tomb of the underworld.

Will it be a fateful choice, or will it be a cure for your own heart disease?

It wasn't until the red light rose in the sky that I dragged my tired body back to Wen Dabin's courtyard. He sat limply on the ground.

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