The two came to the madman's office, and Zhanyang sat on the sofa, staring up at the ceiling; The madman brought over a bottle of water and handed it to Zhanyang.

"You really don't want to be impulsive, calm down, recklessly deal with a terrible ghost, you will die!"

Zhanyang grabbed his hair and looked confused: "I know, I know." ”

"Then you have to at least find a helper with the same strength as you, so it's safer."

"Who, you?"

The madman hurriedly waved his hand: "Don't, I'm just a businessman, but I have dealt with Taoist priests from generation to generation, and I know some theoretical knowledge, but I definitely can't do it when I actually start it." ”

"Then you go to the warehouse to find a bunch of ready-made magic weapons that don't need to be driven by Taoism, and follow me up to smash them!"

"Big brother, don't be joking, it's not a ghost if it's so easy to deal with, besides, how can a businessman who sells arms go to the battlefield to play with his life."

Zhanyang threw a cigarette to the madman, and said with a smile: "I'm kidding you, I didn't think of a good way, I'm bored to talk to you, besides, it's impossible for me to let my friends accompany me to do things that I'm not sure of." ”

In fact, the madman originally admired Zhanyang very much, because among his family's customers, it was rare to meet someone who could stand alone at such a young age, and through today's incident in Poplar Town, Zhanyang's righteous quality of jealousy and hatred made the madman feel that this is what a cultivator should look like, and he wanted to make this friend deeply.

Suddenly, the madman thought of something and slapped Zhanyang's thigh.

"Well, what do you think of my cousin?"

"Damn, do you think it's a good time to talk about this?"

"Well, no, Shengnan just asked me on WeChat to ask if you have a girlfriend, I was surprised! In fact, she has been emotionally hurt before, and since then she has become very resistant to men, but I didn't expect to want to inquire about your situation today. ”

Zhanyang's face was black, and he couldn't help laughing when he thought of the girl's heartless appearance today.

"Don't look at my cousin's innocent face, and her personality is fierce, hey! In fact, it was all the appearance of being injured, and her heart was actually softer than Yuanyuan. ”

Zhanyang looked embarrassed, drank saliva, and coughed twice.

"That, ahem, madman......"

The madman waved his hand: "Okay, okay!" You don't have this mind now, let's talk about this later, let's talk about how to deal with that terrible ghost first, and then talk about it after this matter is over? ”

Zhanyang nodded awkwardly.

"Oh yes, do you want to add her WeChat?"

"Damn, didn't you say talking about ghosts first!!"

The madman laughed, got up and went to his desk to open the drawer, and found a small notebook full of contact information.

"In fact, in the final analysis, this matter is the fault of the Maoshan faction, and it should be resolved by Maoshan, otherwise, if this matter spreads in various Taoist sects, they will not be able to save face."

Zhanyang didn't speak, dragging his chin to listen to the madman.

"Since you want to deal with this powerful ghost with your own hands, they Maoshan should at least send someone to help you deal with it, and then I have to thank you, right?"

Zhan Yang nodded slightly.

"Having said that, Maoshan and your Longhu Mountain and Gesoo Mountain, most of the Taoism is the same, and now the three mountains have been unified in the system, and the certification is also unified by the three mountains, so you should be very comfortable with each other."

Zhanyang glanced at the madman: "I didn't expect that you know so much." ”

"Don't talk nonsense! Which sect does our Qin family have no customers in? If you are not even familiar with the basic situation of the customer, what kind of business is it! ”

"Yes, yes, the Qin family is awesome and dominates the rivers and lakes."

"Don't talk nonsense! Then I said that, I will contact the people in Maoshan and tell them the situation, you still have to find someone to help you, otherwise you will be sad if you hang up my cousin. ”

"Get out!"

After that, the madman took the phone and dialed a number, grunted, hung up the phone and said with a smile: "I said that they are afraid of losing face, and said that they should wait for a while and reply immediately, that panicked tone...... Oh yes, I sent them the picture of the charm and slate that I took on the coffin today, so that they wouldn't believe it. ”

At this moment, Zhanyang suddenly thought of something, and hurriedly drew an open eye charm to open his yin eyes, and sure enough, he saw Xiucai standing at the door.

"I'll go, Xiucai, how long have you been here? Don't remind me of anything. ”

Seeing Zhan Yang talking to the air, the madman knew that there might be a visitor, so he hurriedly took out a small bottle of black powder from the drawer and applied it to his eyelids, drawing it like a panda.

Seeing this, Zhanyang smiled: "Wow, you are so extravagant, you actually use Huaiyin wood powder to open your yin eyes, I will use the charm to help you open your yin eyes, what a loser." ”

This acacia yin wood powder is taken from gloomy wood; Gloomy wood, also known as carbonized wood, takes thousands of years to form, because the natural conditions for formation are extremely harsh, very rare, and valuable, and because of the environment in which it is formed, the properties of gloomy wood are extremely yin.

And the locust yin wood powder used by this ruined son is taken from the gloomy wood formed by the locust tree, which is even more rare; The locust tree is originally yin, and after becoming a gloomy wood, it becomes the most yin thing, so the powder made from it is applied to the eyelids, so that ordinary people can also open their yin eyes at any time.

After opening his eyes, the madman found Xiucai with his panda eyes open.

"Uh, it's a bad thing? How long has it been? ”

Xiucai arched his hand to the two: "This so-called madman came in when he introduced his cousin to Mr. Ling, and saw that the two were talking about things, so he didn't bother. ”

"Then it's really time for you to come!" Zhanyang's face was full of embarrassment, and the madman was smiling with a pair of panda eyes.

Zhanyang introduced Xiucai to the madman, and the madman reacted.

"It turns out that you are the yin ghost that Zhanyang had to deal with last time, and you have become a yin? But it's okay, you didn't waste more than 300 years of cultivation. ”

"It was Mr. Ling's subordinates who showed mercy and helped me to fulfill my wishes, otherwise I would have dispersed a long time ago."

Zhanyang waved his hand, signaled them to stop talking, and then told Xiucai about today's incident in Poplar Town.

Xiucai looked surprised after hearing this: "Devil? ”

Zhanyang nodded: "Have you found any traces of Yin Cha recently?" ”

Xiucai shook his head.

Zhan Yang asked again: "Then if you fight this powerful ghost head-on, what do you think will happen?" ”

Xiucai thought for a while and said: "Hundreds of years of ghosts are very terrifying, more than two hundred years ago, I saw three Taoist priests besieging a five-hundred-year-old ghost by the current ferry river, and as a result, I paid the price of two deaths and one injury to break up the ghost, and then the Taoist priest also found me, if he hadn't been seriously injured and let me run, I was scattered by the Taoist priest that year." ”

Zhanyang and the madman couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat after hearing this, they didn't expect the ghost to be so terrifying.

Xiucai's expression was resolute, and he continued: "If I were to fight head-to-head with these three hundred years of powerful ghosts now, it would be more than lucky!" But for the sake of Mr. Ling, I am willing to give it a go! ”

Zhanyang hurriedly waved his hand: "What are you talking nonsense!" You haven't met Yao Yuehong yet, how could I let you go on an adventure! ”

"If Mr. Ling needs to cooperate with him at that time, please do not hesitate to give orders!"

"Got it, you go get busy first, remember, if you find the traces of that ghost, don't do it without permission."

Xiucai answered and floated away. At this moment, the madman's phone rang.

"Yo, Maoshan has replied, you wait." The madman answered the phone and hung up after a few words.

"They said that they sent a Maoshan disciple who was active near Huangmei, Hubei, and said that they would arrive tomorrow, and I sent them the address of the bookstore, and I will inform you when it arrives tomorrow."

"Okay, then I'll go back and rest first, and we'll discuss it when the people from Maoshan come tomorrow."

After that, Zhanyang went downstairs to the bookstore on the first floor, and saw that Ah Mao hadn't left yet, and was sitting with Qin Yuanyuan over a cup of milk tea, staring at his mobile phone and watching idol dramas.

Ah Mao saw that Zhanyang had come down, and was about to get up to speak, but Zhanyang pressed Ah Mao and sat down next to Qin Yuanyuan again.

"Don't ask anything, this time the situation is serious, I don't want you to get involved."

Seeing Zhanyang say this, Ah Mao didn't hesitate: "I know, but Zhanyang, remember, don't do things that you are not sure of, I don't want to lose you again." ”

"Got it, don't be so numb, if you're numb, you have to leave it to Yuanyuan, hahaha." With that, he left the bookstore.

On the late autumn night, there was already a hint of chill, Zhanyang covered his coat and walked back to the pawnshop alone.

Couples snuggled up and down the street, and naughty children held their father's hand and jumped, their faces full of happy smiles; At this time, he thought of his parents, remembered his happy and carefree childhood, and remembered that he once had a warm home.

The phone's prompt rang at this time, and it was a text message from an unknown number.

"Stinky Taoist, have you slept? Be careful. If you hang up, who will give us the curator this bad breath? ”

Zhanyang smiled, in this cold late autumn night, at this time, a trace of warmth crossed his chest full of melancholy.