For the first time, Shanghai, which was originally shrouded in haze, was completely shrouded in the sun's rays.

After the yin qi disappeared, the pressure on everyone's hearts decreased, and they all began to breathe happily.

The black and white impermanence stood again in front of the bronze gate.

Bai Wuchang looked at Zhang Zichen and the others below, and said with a smile: "Zhang Zichen, if you are okay, then we will first report the situation here and the reason why you stole the aura of the underworld." ”

"Then thank you for the black and white envoys, I didn't intend to steal it. Zhang Zichen clasped his hands into fists and bowed.

But at this moment, Zhang Zichen suddenly thought of something, and he hurriedly asked, "Lord Bai, there is a question...... I...... I want to ask you. ”

Bai Wuchang was easy-going, and said with a smile: "Zhang Zichen, although you are young, I have seen you a few times, but I have never hesitated as much as today, if there is something! In the end, we are all cultivators, if we can help, then we will definitely help." ”

"That's right. After all, Zhang Zichen is still a little shy, "Lord Bai, my girlfriend Mo Yifei's whereabouts are unknown now, she has been missing for five years, I don't know if she is alive or dead." So I want to ask Lord Bai, have you ever received my girlfriend in the underworld?"

"Mo Yifei?" Bai Wuchang was stunned for a moment, and then said, "There are so many people with the same name and surname in the world, if you reveal his birthday, we will help you find out." ”

Birthday?

Zhang Zichen was stunned, to be honest, he had known Mo Yifei for so long, but he really hadn't paid attention to Mo Yifei's birthday, and he didn't come out all of a sudden.

"What's the matter, don't you have your girlfriend's birthday?"

"Yes, I didn't. As soon as Zhang Zichen answered, he almost cried, he and Mo Yifei have been together for a few months, and they have never even asked about each other's birthdays, nor have they cared, what kind of boyfriend is this?

"That ......" everyone thought that Bai Wuchang was going to refuse, but who knew him, "Then I'll help you, according to the address of No. 118 Hebian Street, Pudong District, Shanghai, I'll help you check to see if there is such a person." ”

Zhang Zichen was overjoyed when he heard this, and knelt down and thanked him: "Thank you, Lord Bai!"

Bai Wuchang looked like this, and with a wave of his right hand, he directly dragged Zhang Zichen, who was kneeling on the ground, up: "This can't be done, you get up quickly!"

"Thank you, Lord Bai!" Since the other party didn't let him kneel, Zhang Zichen had no choice but to bow again.

"Well, okay!" Bai Wuchang responded, and then faced Hei Wuchang, "Heizi, take out the spirit book, help Zhang Zichen take a look, and see if our underworld has received this person named Mo Yifei." ”

Hei Wuchang was already expressionless, but when he heard Bai Wuchang call him Heizi in front of everyone, his face suddenly darkened, and he felt like he was going to kill someone at any time.

However, in front of outsiders, Hei Wuchang still decided to spare him for the time being.

Hei Wuchang directly raised his left hand, a burst of golden light flashed, and a thick black book appeared in the palm of his hand.

This book is the book of spiritualism, and every time a ghost and ghost are received in the underworld, their name, birth date and home address, etc., will be recorded in detail in the book of spiritualism for reference.

The classification of the conjuring book is very clear, some can be searched according to the eight characters of birth, some can be searched by the place of death, and some can also be searched from the address of the home.

Hei Wuchang whispered a few incantations, and the black book that was dragged on his left hand suddenly turned the pages automatically and quickly, and in just a dozen seconds, the black book stopped turning pages.

Zhang Zichen, who was standing on the ground, saw this situation, his whole heart was pounding, and he was afraid that the black impermanence would be loud: "Mo Yifei, No. 118 Riverside Street, died five years ago!"

As soon as he thought of this, Zhang Zichen's eyes were black, and he almost fell, but fortunately, the black pupils were sick and helped Zhang Zichen with a hand.

"Zi Chen, what's wrong with you?" said Hei Hitomi worriedly.

"No, I'm just afraid to hear the news that Sister Mo has died. Zhang Zichen slowly adjusted his breathing and stood up again.

"I see, you scared me to death just now. The black pupil put his worries out, "I thought your body was in trouble because of the failure of the knot. ”

"I'm okay with black pupils, don't worry!" Zhang Zichen smiled bitterly.

And at this moment, the black impermanence who was playing the Conjuring Book actually spoke for the first time in the world, and his voice was very good, but everyone didn't understand why he didn't like to talk so much.

"No. 118 Riverside Street......" Hei Wuchang paused, which made everyone have the idea of wanting to rush up and beat him, but alas, Hei Wuchang's Taoism is profound, and ordinary people are not his opponents at all.

"No. 118 Riverside Street...... ", do you read it or not," the soul in this house entered the underworld sixteen years ago, and the deceased was sixty-seven years old, a man named Mo Zhonghua. He should be Mo Yifei's grandfather, so there is no Mo Yifei's name here, and there is no name of Mo Yifei's parents. ”

"That's it, Sister Mo, she's not dead yet!" Zhang Zichen said in surprise, "Thank you, Lord Heizi, oh no, thank you, Lord Hei." ”

Kuroko-sama!?

Hei Wuchang's heart was suffocated, and his eyes swelled, but he finally set this angry gaze on Bai Wuchang's body.

It's him, this damn Bai Impermanence, mentioning my name in front of outsiders!

It's tolerable, it's unbearable!

Hei Wuchang put away the conjuring book, and a big and long mace suddenly appeared in his hand, and waved it at Bai Wuchang's head.

"I'll your Bai Impermanence! Always call me Heizi, today I hit you until you call Baizi!"

Bai Wuchang is not an idle person, after being sneak attacked with a stick, he immediately ran into the bronze giant gate: "Heizi Heizi Heizi, Lao Tzu called you like this! Fuck! You still attacked me, and in the future, I will call you Heizi in front of others! Sneak attack me, where do you let me put my face!?"

"Baizi, you see that I can't kill you! your face is noodles, and my face is not noodles?"

When Black and White Impermanence entered the bronze gate, the gate closed again, the white light disappeared, the pressure plummeted, and the void fell silent.

However, Zhang Zichen and the others were wiping cold sweats, none of them could have imagined that black and white impermanence, two old monsters who had lived for many years, would make such a fuss in front of outsiders for such a thing.

Sun Desheng wiped the sweat from his forehead and asked, "Zhang Zichen, are you sure that these two are really black and white?"

Zhang Zichen was stunned and said, "I, I'm not sure ......"

Sun Desheng: "Then will the two of them pretend to be black and white?"

Zhang Zichen said: "There is this possibility!"

At this time, the impermanence of black and white, in the minds of Zhang Zichen and Sun Desheng and others, is really plummeting!

What kind of people are they? They keep blowing up their names and making a lot of noise on the spot, what kind of system is this!