Chapter 64: Master Duel
Lin Ya watched Guo Bishu leave, thinking about what Guo Bishu said just now, she shook her head gently, she may really like this little boy who is seven or eight years younger than herself, but what if you like it, she will leave Wucheng in a year and marry the man who she has no feelings at all, thinking about it, Lin Ya couldn't help crying.
The affairs of the foundation are tossed by four people, and there are four families in Wucheng supported by the Qi family, the Qian family, the Zong family, and the Liang family, and everything is going very smoothly.
In a week or so, Guo Bishu's life returned to calm here, originally thought that Xiong Meihua said that Yuan Lingling's father was coming back, but he never saw it, every time Guo Bishu asked about this in the past two days, Xiong Meihua smiled and said that Lao Yuan didn't have a letter, when would he come and talk about it.
Guo Bishu didn't ask much, for the college entrance examination, he didn't have to study anything at all, watching other students do questions over and over again every day, Guo Bishu's small life was leisurely.
"Boss, I feel like my memory has been much better lately than before, and I remember some things after reading them once, hehe. Liu Jincian said to Guo Bishu with a smile.
Guo Bishu nodded slightly, my brother has given you a beginner's mental method, and you can naturally do it without forgetting it, and there will be more powerful ones in the future, but Guo Bishu didn't tell Liu Jincian in detail, he was idle and bored divination according to the divination method in his mind back then, and found that he was still in trouble recently, so Guo Bishu couldn't help but shake his head, I don't know which one of them wants to find their own trouble, Guo Bishu is looking forward to it.
After Friday's class, Guo Bishu said hello to Yuan Lingling, and walked towards the house left by Wei Long, who was able to reuse the Three Realms gambling cards, but could communicate with Wei Long and learn some things about martial arts cultivation in the world.
"Little brother, I can finally contact you again, recently several ghost soldiers have been searching for my whereabouts in the place where I am hiding every day, and I am afraid that I will have to stay in a different place recently. After Guo Bishu found Wei Long, Wei Long whispered to himself.
"Give me these ghost soldiers!" Guo Bishu finished speaking, and directly stopped the leader of the ghost soldiers who took the lead.
"This lord, we are also ordered to handle the case, and you let us leave for no reason, which is not in accordance with the rules. The head of the ghost soldier whispered to Guo Bishu.
Ghost soldiers have their own rules for handling cases in the world, and when they meet people who can see themselves in the world, they are all called adults, because in the impression of ghost soldiers, people who can see themselves are generally earth immortals, of course, except for some people who can open their eyes for special reasons, people like Guo Bishu who can communicate with themselves, ghost soldiers are still somewhat afraid.
"This is my dojo, and it's not proper for you to break into my dojo like this. Guo Bishu said with a smile, "I know Xie Bi'an and Fan Wuxuan, I'll give them face, get out of here." The black and white impermanence Guo Bishu did know it, and when he heard these two names, the head of the ghost soldier showed a hint of fear.
"Since the adults know the two adults of black and white impermanence, then we will leave first, but there is a key criminal of the underworld who may be hiding in the dojo of the adults, if the adults find out, please take him down, and then this merit will be indispensable for the adults. After the leader of the ghost soldiers finished speaking, he left with a group of ghost soldiers.
Wei Long watched the ghost soldiers leave, and then he breathed a sigh of relief and came out of his hiding place, the young man in front of him was a little more powerful than he imagined, maybe he could really reincarnate himself.
"Brother Wei, I have to wait a little longer for what I promised you, I hope you calm down, you hold these things, it will be very beneficial to your cultivation evidence, and when the time comes, I will help you find a physical body, and directly borrow the corpse to return the soul, so that you have to start over. Guo Bishu said with a smile.
After listening to Guo Bishu's words, Wei Long suddenly became excited, he didn't dare to think that he could be reincarnated, the young man in front of him actually wanted him to borrow the corpse to return the soul, this is against the way of heaven, it is a hundred times more troublesome than reincarnation, of course, the benefits do not need to be said, there is no need to drink Meng Po soup to borrow the corpse to return the soul, and he does not need to re-cultivate, this is the existence of the heavens!
"Don't get excited, you should have heard of borrowing corpses to resurrect souls, it's not that simple, I still say that, time, give me time!" Guo Bishu said with a smile.
"Brother, the most important thing I lack now is time!" Wei Long said softly, "Recently, a few people have come here to look for you, among them is a martial cultivator, his strength is not weak, he should have reached the realm of the middle innate stage, you have to be careful." ”
After Wei Long finished speaking, Guo Bishu frowned, who can come here to find himself, thinking about it, only Xu Biao's group of people suddenly turned gloomy.
"Brother Wei, let's talk about this today, I have to go back, you can take the time to practice this mental method!" After speaking, Guo Bishu passed on a set of mental methods to Wei Long, Wei Long just operated according to the mental method, and his eyes widened suddenly, this mental method is too powerful.
Guo Bishu came out of Xiyuan Hutong and ran towards Linshan Street quickly, because there were basically few people on the road at this point, Guo Bishu was not slow to run, but just arrived at Linshan Street, Guo Bishu felt the existence of two martial arts breaths, and they were both masters of the innate realm, which made Guo Bishu dare not be careless.
"Get out!" A man in black blocked the only way to Yuan Lingling's house, looking at the group of people who were making trouble in the classic mansion that day, and only said one word.
"I don't care who you are, we don't want to cause trouble today, I hope our friends can give face, we find the person we are looking for, and leave immediately!" Xu Biao held back the anger in his heart, looked at the man in black and whispered, Get out, this is the second time he has heard this word in Wucheng, he has lived in the imperial capital for so many years, and no one dares to talk to him like this, but after coming to Wucheng for a few days, he has heard it twice, how can Xu Biao not be angry.
"Don't you understand what I'm saying, get out, there's no one you're looking for here!" The voice of the man in black did not fluctuate, it was still a rolling word, Xu Biao felt a little unbearable on his face, and looked at an old man standing behind him.
"My friend is a little impulsive, Young Master Xu just wants to find someone, if the person is not inside, we will leave immediately, my friend is a little unauthentic in doing this!" said the old man with a gloomy face.
"A martial cultivator is willing to be an ordinary dog, and your cultivation is all cultivated to a dog. The man in black looked up at the old man and said with a contemptuous face, "Are you angry?
Before the man in black's words fell, the old man rushed towards the man in black like lightning, and a terrifying aura made Xu Biao and the others couldn't help but take a few steps back, but the man in black was just a right hand in the depths, posing in a defensive posture.
"Die, no matter who you are, if you dare to talk to me like this, you will have to pay the price!"
"The people of the Wu family don't have a few good things, and I regret not cleaning up all the people of the Wu family back then. The man in black said, punching the old man in the shoulder.
"Ahem, you, who are you!" Wu Zhengyun felt his shoulders sink suddenly, and his entire arm could no longer exert a trace of strength, and he began to feel that he was dealing with a martial artist who was in the middle of the congenital stage like himself, but he didn't expect that he would be injured by dealing with just one move.