Because he did drink too much last night, Zhanyang got up the next day with a headache, recalling what happened last night, Zhanyang took out the lighter.

"Dang!"

The lighter made a crisp clamshell sound, gently rubbed the wheel, and an orange flame burst out, Zhanyang stared at the flame stupidly and thought of Wu Shengnan's quirky expression, and the corners of his mouth raised a smile, but suddenly thought of what Zhao Qi said last night, the smile on his face gradually disappeared, sighed lightly, and stared at the sheets in a daze.

When Zhanyang was crazy, the open door of the room moved by itself, Zhanyang put away the lighter, carefully put it in his trouser pocket, opened his yin eyes and looked, sure enough, Xiucai came, and he was shaking the door vigorously to remind.

"Morning, Xiucai!" Zhanyang yawned, came to the bathroom, and asked Xiucai vaguely while brushing his teeth: "What's the matter?" ”

"Mr. Ling, yesterday I went back to the City God Temple to read the book of my life according to your instructions, and it just so happened that one person died last night."

"Huh? How did he die? ”

"I had a heart attack, I didn't rescue him, I checked the life book, this person's Yangshou happened to be yesterday; So I hurriedly arranged for two Yin chamen to go over and monitor the Yin Soul who had just left the body. ”

Zhanyang washed his face and said, "You go to the madman's house and tell Zhao Qi about the situation, tell her that I will wait for her in the bookstore, and let her go and have a look." ”

Xiucai thought that he was almost photographed by Zhao Qi's two talismans that day, and he couldn't help but look embarrassed, and said hesitantly: "Mr. Ling, this... It's not good, I'm afraid of her temper, in case she ......"

"Yes, yes, yes! Your fears are justified. Zhanyang nodded violently: "That aunt's temper is really enough for you to drink a pot." ”

So Zhanyang took out his mobile phone and called Zhao Qi, explained the situation and agreed to meet in the bookstore, and then had a casual breakfast at the wonton shop next door to the pawnshop, and then took a taxi to Qingquan Bookstore.

"Eh, why did you suddenly get cold?" The taxi driver shuddered, Zhanyang looked at the front row, and looked helpless, it turned out that Xiucai was sitting in the passenger seat, and he was looking at this modern means of transportation curiously with Erlang's legs crossed.

After getting out of the taxi, Zhanyang pushed the door and entered the bookstore, and saw Zhao Qi and Qin Yuanyuan eating breakfast, and the two were talking and laughing while eating.

Zhao Qi wore a black tracksuit today, a large canvas waist bag behind her waist, a pair of hiking boots on her feet, and her long hair was tied into a neat ponytail.

Zhanyang said hello: "Everyone, it's morning!" Wow, Senior Sister, is this your combat uniform? ”

Zhao Qigang's face that was still laughing with Qin Yuanyuan instantly turned cold: "I've been waiting for you for ten minutes!" After saying that, he walked to the second floor, Zhanyang shrugged his shoulders, and He Xiucai followed.

Pushing open the door on the second floor, he found that the madman was lying on the sofa snoring, Zhanyang kicked it over, and the madman sat up in a frightened catapult shape, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses, but when he was about to scold the past, he saw Zhao Qi's cold eyes, so he had to hold back alive.

After listening to Xiucai's explanation, the madman scratched his unkempt hair and said, "I should go and see, but I can't be sure if the disappearance of this ghost is related to that ghost, but it's only two ...... past you."

The madman took a sip of the soy milk sent by Qin Yuanyuan and said, "But you two should be fully prepared, what if you follow this clue and get involved with that ghost?" ”

Zhao Qi patted his waist bag and looked at Zhanyang: "I'm fine, what about you?" ”

Zhanyang tilted his head and thought about it, pulled the madman into the warehouse, turned on the supermarket self-selection mode, selected some large and small magic weapons and talismans, stuffed them into the four pockets of the vest jacket, and stuffed some in the two pockets on his trouser legs, and carried a money sword, while the madman took a small notebook and followed behind to remember.

Zhao Qi saw Zhanyang come out with a money sword, and shook his head: "The times are changing, and the form of magic weapons should also be progressively developed. ”

Zhanyang choked back: "Yes, yes, your Shangqing faction in Maoshan is the most fashionable, and you lock the yin soul as a pet at every turn!" Xiucai, let's go! ”

After speaking, Zhanyang ran downstairs quickly, for fear that Zhao Qi would give him a violent beating; When he walked to the door, Zhanyang remembered something, turned his head and asked Xiucai: "Xiucai, where are your two yin ghosts?" ”

"Coincidentally, Mr. Ling, in Du Village, this village is under the jurisdiction of Baiyang Town, at the foot of the mountain north of the town."

The madman went downstairs and threw his car keys to Zhanyang: "Drive my off-road vehicle, it is estimated that you will have to take the country road, Zhao Qi's sports car is not good!"

Zhanyang took the key, and Zhao Qi got into the madman's off-road vehicle, and the madman leaned on the window and said to the two: "I really have a bad premonition, or I'll bring a few big killers with you." ”

"Don't worry, madman, you can be a backup with peace of mind, in case something happens, I'll let Xiucai come to you." After saying that, the car ran out and went straight to Poplar Town.

After half an hour's journey to Baiyang Town, under the guidance of Xiucai, he turned into a forked road from the main road of the town, drove towards the mountains to the north, and drove for about half an hour, when a village at the foot of the mountain appeared in front of him, at this time Zhao Qi opened his eyes in the car and observed around.

From the name, it can be seen that the reason why it is called Du Village, most of the villages must be surnamed Du; The village is not small, and there are sixty or seventy families from the entrance of the village; Zhanyang stopped the car at the entrance of the village and walked into the village with Zhao Qi.

Looking for the occasional sound of firecrackers, it was easy to find the family of the person who had just died, and the two bought two bottles of water at the shop opposite the door of the house, pretended to rest, and sat down on a small stool in front of the store to observe the opposite side.

The two looked at the family, a group of people were busy arranging the mourning hall, from time to time someone came to mourn with yellow paper firecrackers, an ice coffin was estimated to have been transported from the county overnight last night, placed in the hall opposite the door, and then looked inside, Zhanyang and Zhao Qi saw the scene that made them helpless.

I saw two yin cha crossed their waists, holding a yin who looked to be in their forties in the corner of the hall, and the two yin cha stared at the face of the yin ghost, and the yin soul was frightened and did not dare to move, shrinking in the corner and shivering.

"I said Xiucai, is there such a surveillance? What is the difference between this and the underworld intimidating good people? Look at how innocent and scared people are? Zhanyang looked at Xiucai helplessly.

Zhao Qi then said to Xiucai: "Hurry up and tell them to leave, we will monitor." ”

Xiucai nodded and floated over, and said a few words to the two yin, only to see one yin cha pointing at the yin with a fierce expression before leaving: "Be honest, don't you hear it!" If I see you leave this room, I will drain your soul! After that, the two yin cha turned around and arched their hands to Zhanyang from a distance and floated away, while Xiucai comforted the yin soul a few words, and then floated back behind Zhanyang.

Only then did the ghost dare to tremble and approach the ice coffin, leaning over to look at the body that he had used for decades, and then looking up at the busy family members in the room, his expression was very sad; It is estimated that before the ghost of this unlucky guy left his body and had time to react to what was going on, he was sent to the corner by the yin cha who had been guarding the side.

The two of them watched like this for more than two hours, everything was normal, Zhanyang yawned, and actually lowered his head and dozed off, and suddenly Zhao Qi elbowed Zhanyang and shouted: "Look! ”

I saw that the ghost, who had been looking around in the hall, suddenly appeared in an involuntary state and quickly passed through the wall and drifted towards the back mountain.

"Something is pulling him, chase after him!" Zhanyang quickly got up and said.

After that, the two chased them out towards the back mountain, and after running along the path for about half a mile, they entered a bamboo forest, and then disappeared from the shadow.

Xiucai didn't dare to chase too fast, for fear of exposing himself, he also lost it, and ran back to the two and said, "It seems that something has hidden its body and taken away the yin soul at a very fast speed." ”

Zhao Qi wiped his sweat fiercely, and said unwillingly: "I'll go back to that family's house, ask for the birth date of the yin soul or tear off a hair, and use the soul chasing technique!" ”

"No way!" Zhanyang stopped Zhao Qi: "If you rush to someone's house to ask this, people will definitely think that they are coming to the mourning hall to make trouble, let alone ask for media such as hair!" ”

Xiucai nodded: "I guess it's useless to use soul chasing techniques, we only need to roughly scan the surroundings when we search for yin souls, and we can clearly distinguish between yang souls and yin souls, both of which are different colors, but the recently missing yin souls, no matter how we look for them, we can't find them, someone must have deliberately used some method to cover them, or they were directly dispersed." ”

After listening to Xiucai, Zhanyang and Zhao Qi couldn't think of any other way for a while, they were silent, and there was only the rustle of the bamboo forest being blown by the wind in their ears.

"I knew that when that cemetery was discovered, it would be exposed sooner or later! But I didn't expect it to be so fast! ”

Suddenly, a man's voice came from behind the two!!

"Who!"

The two quickly took a defensive posture and turned around, only to see a man in his fifties dressed in a plain sermon robe and a bun on his head, walking slowly towards them from the depths of the bamboo forest with his hands behind his back.

"It's a ghost, almost a decade like me!" Xiucai shook off the soul rope and reminded the two of them in a low voice.

"I know, I see it." Zhao Qi nodded in response.

Zhanyang shouted: "Who are you!" The cemetery you are talking about, but the one you found in the town two days ago!! ”

The ghost nodded, "Exactly." Poor Dao was also a member of the Xuanmen before his death, and his Taoist name was Chen Shanyuan. ”

Xiucai said: "But you don't look like you've become a ghost!" ”

Chen Shanyuan replied: "For more than 300 years, I have never harmed a single Yang person, how can I become a ghost?" ”

After hearing this, Zhanyang's face was full of doubts, and he didn't understand what reason a Taoist priest's ghost had to stay in the Yang world for more than 300 years, and what it had to do with the tomb in the town.

At this time, Zhao Qi stretched out his hand to stop Zhanyang, who was about to continue to ask, and looked at Chen Shanyuan coldly.

"You were a Maoshan Shangqing faction when you were alive."

"Yes, it seems that you are a junior of this faction."

Zhao Qi's cold face showed a disdainful expression: "Don't be close, if you guess correctly, you are the Taoist priest who locks the soul?" ”

"Exactly."

Zhanyang and Xiucai were surprised after hearing this, and they couldn't believe that the person who carved the words on the stone slab was actually the ghost in front of them.

I saw that Zhao Qi had already put his hand into his waist behind his back, and said coldly: "After doing such an insulting thing to the sect, you still have the face to call yourself a senior!" ”

After that, Zhao Qi took out a pair of gloves studded with five emperor coins and slowly put them on, assuming an offensive posture.