"Hello, first time we met, my name is Su Bai." Su Bai introduced himself first, and could see that the other party was very nervous, so he asked the other party not to be too nervous.

But before he could say what he meant, he suddenly heard a "poof", and then saw the man kneeling in front of him with a stunned face.

"You're ......"

"Mr. Su, I have brought all the things according to your instructions, please let me go for the sake of these things, I promise to live honestly in the future, and never do those ghost-related things again!"

Du Rong lowered his head and shouted.

And the bag in his hand was full of all the belongings he had picked up today.

These include stacks of thick cash, multiple bank cards and passbooks, and even gold nuggets......

"Let you bring all the guys who eat, what are you doing with these things?!"

Su Bai was a little incredible.

Although he was happy to give him money at the moment, he was very strapped for cash, but tonight's purpose was not that at all.

"Huh? Aren't these the guys I eat? Du Rong wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes.

"Uh......" Su Bai held his forehead, a little speechless, "What about those tools when you were a Taoist?" You don't mean to say you didn't bring it, do you? ”

As he spoke, his tone became more and more serious.

"Brought! Brought! ”

Du Rong shuddered instantly, and hurriedly put down the backpack on his back and unzipped.

Inside are the ones that include the peachwood sword and feng shui compass, as well as some equally common props for subduing demons and subduing demons.

Seeing Su Bai staring at them, he couldn't help but be a little ashamed and said: "Mr. Su, I'm really sorry, those ancestral props have been damaged because of their age, and these things are still imitated by me later when I wanted to rely on this line of food to eat......"

"It's just good-looking, but if you really want to say that the power may be ......"

He was a little embarrassed to say the rest.

"Hmm......"

Su Bai casually took out a peachwood sword from it and danced it, although it was a wooden sword itself, it was naturally impossible to say how sharp it was, but the tips on it were all blunt, and the lethality was estimated to be very limited.

It was also stained with a layer of red paint, which smelled strange.

However, although it looks very inferior in quality, not even as good as some toy swords, it gives him a peculiar feeling on it.

"It seems that there is a special suppressive ability for ghosts......"

It can even hurt ghosts to some extent.

It's basically a kind of mystery item for the basic class.

It was the first time he had seen a mysterious object made by a mortal himself.

He asked curiously, Du Rong didn't dare to hide anything, and after recalling for a long time, he narrated the production process.

"This thing is something that I found from a country where it was split in half by lightning in three days according to the teachings of my ancestors, and then soaked it in runic water for a day and a night to soften it, and then re-cut and pressed it to condense into the appearance of this sword......"

"Finally, this sword is enshrined next to the patriarch's tablet and enshrined with incense and scriptures for 7749 days, so that it can be considered completed......"

Du Rong told these cumbersome steps truthfully, for fear that the slightest omission would cause dissatisfaction among the other party.

Su Bai thought about it and felt that with the other party's current weak skills, the role of the follow-up steps was basically negligible, purely psychological comfort, and the real effect should be the original peach wood that was struck by lightning.

It is very normal for thunder fire to restrain ghosts, just like a catastrophe, if you don't pay attention to it, you may be slashed to pieces.

It's just that without the warmth of the follow-up mana, this peachwood sword may not be long before it disappears from everyone and loses these particularities.

As for everything else, it's pretty much the same, and they don't have any special abilities.

After reading it once, in the end, Su Bai didn't find any cheats or cultivation exercises or anything like that, so he couldn't help but be a little disappointed.

"What cultivation has not been passed down from your ancestors?"

"This ......" Du Rong was dripping in cold sweat, "It is said that there should have been in the old era, but it has long been lost by now, and I and other juniors can only draw a scoop dog tail and continue the mink according to the gourd......"

"Then forget it."

Su Bai turned to ask, "Do you know that there are still Dao Sects that exist today?" ”

"Daomen?"

This time, Du Rong raised his head in some surprise, it seemed that he should know.

"The villain does know something about the Daomen......

Du Rong nodded cautiously, secretly speculating in his heart about what the adult in front of him who had something to do with the ghost meant.

"Let's talk about it......" Su Bai was interested.

"Actually, my grandfather was a member of the Daomen when he was still there." Du Rong hurriedly replied, "In his later years, he once told us about his time in Daomen. It is said that the Daomen is a special organization composed of the surviving sects of the old era, and it is a place divided by strength and has a very strict hierarchy."

These Su Bai had already learned a little from Shen Suxian's side, and now he knew more through him.

"It is said that the Taoist priests in the Dao Gate are all amazing and brilliant Taoist geniuses, very powerful, can draw all kinds of runes to make magic weapons, and have the power to fight on an equal footing with those terrible ghosts!"

"It's just ......," Du Rong showed a wry smile, "Although my grandfather was a member of the Daomen, but later in my father's generation, he was harshly expelled from the door because of his lack of talent and strength. ”

"And now that I'm not qualified to enter the Dao Gate, I'm even less qualified to enter the Dao Gate. I used to apply when I was younger, but I didn't even get the chance to try......"

"Later, I didn't waste my efforts in vain, and I could only rely on the inheritance of my ancestors to do these things that pretended to be gods......"

He looked melancholy, obviously still feeling ashamed that the skills that his ancestors had always passed down were cut off in his own generation.

Su Bai probably already understood, his eyes rolled, and he already had some thoughts in his heart.

"Then do you want those people who look down on people to look at you again?" He said with a smirk.

"Huh?"

Du Rong raised his head abruptly to look at him, his heart beating rapidly, and he was a little incredulous.

"You...... What do you mean? ”

"Perhaps...... I can help you. As long as you listen to me from now on and help me do things. Su Bai said with a deep groan.

"You should know my relationship with the ghost, right? You should be able to know if I'm lying to you. ”

"I ......" Du Rong thought of the mysterious ghost, and felt more assured in his heart, and immediately kowtowed and shouted, "I understand, if you can let me wash away my shame and repeat the glory of my ancestors, even if Mr. Su, you let me die!" ”

"That'll be fine."

Su Bai nodded, his eyes a little thoughtful.

He wanted to use the other party to do experiments, and he could also communicate with the Daomen side for himself who was inconvenient to come forward.

He has always subconsciously been wary of this mysterious Daomen.