"Pretending to be a ghost!"

Seeing this scene, Fang Haichuan snorted coldly, slapped out a palm, and the violent palm wind instantly blew away the green smoke!

But the smoke has dissipated, but Mr. Storyteller has disappeared, leaving only a statue very similar to Mr. Storyteller on the high platform.

Seeing Mr. Storyteller disappear, Fang Haichuan's face became extremely gloomy in an instant, and he hurriedly rushed out of the teahouse.

At this time, the diners in the teahouse also reacted, and fled from the teahouse one after another, they had just made trouble with the White Lotus Sect last year, and they knew very well how miserable the end would be once they were identified as the remnants of the White Lotus Sect.

And Su Hao did not leave, but jumped on the high platform, called out a paper figure and picked up the statue, he was very close to the high platform just now, so he saw how Mr. Storyteller left, the other party did not leave with the help of green smoke, but turned into a statue in front of him.

In other words, the storyteller just now is more accurate than the transformation of the statue in front of him!

"Who are you?"

At this time, Fang Haichuan, who had just rushed out of the teahouse, turned back again, and when he saw Su Hao on the high platform and the paper man holding the statue, he immediately looked at Su Hao vigilantly, and his hand was also on the embroidered spring knife.

However, it was only on guard, and he didn't attack, because the other party was not necessarily a person from the White Lotus Sect, if it was a person from the White Lotus Sect, he would have slipped away when he left the teahouse.

"Kaifeng Mansion Jinyi Wei Baihu Su Hao."

Seeing Fang Haichuan's guarded look, Su Hao took out his Jinyi Wei Baihu token from his arms.

"You're a Left Warlock?"

After carefully observing the token in Su Hao's hand and confirming the authenticity, Fang Haichuan let go of the knife in his hand, with a different color on his face.

"Hmm."

Su Hao nodded.

"Then I don't know if Brother Su, can you find that storyteller?"

Hearing Su Hao's words, Fang Haichuan hurriedly asked.

"This ......"

Su Hao was a little hesitant, for this kind of unhelpful thing, he could not mix it up.

"Brother Su, rest assured, this storyteller is Qian Lin, the sect leader of Yuandun Dao, as long as you can catch him, it will be counted as a credit to you, brother, at least five great merits."

Seeing Su Hao's hesitation, Fang Haichuan hurriedly said, Su Hao's hesitation showed that he had the means to track the other party.

Hearing the five great feats, Su Hao was also moved, five great feats are not a small number for him now, and the mud ghost task he took this time is just two great feats, although the five great feats that Fang Haichuan said are just empty words, but he believes that Fang Haichuan will not lie about this, after all, the five great feats are not small for them, but for Fang Haichuan, who is a thousand households in brocade clothes, it is just like that.

"I can try."

After thinking for a while, Su Hao spoke, although he would offend Qian Lin by doing so, he didn't care very much, the White Lotus Sect was actually the same as Qian Lin said before, it was no longer a unified sect, but a collective name for countless sects.

There are dozens of factions such as Jin Chan, Wu Wei, Longhua, Wukong, Huanyuan, Yuandun, Hongyang, Maitreya, Jingkong, Dacheng, Sanyang, Mixed Yuan, Wenxiang, Luo Dao, etc., and some even have several sects, which can be said to have become a hodgepodge, and the only thing that is the same is that they like to rebel.

However, most of them are the same as their Su family, they all obtained part of the White Lotus Sect's inheritance by chance, and there are only a few factions that really have the orthodox inheritance of the White Lotus Sect, such as Xu Hongru's Wenxiang Sect, which has most of the original White Lotus Sect's inheritance, and the White Lotus Sect has been suppressed countless times by the imperial court, and some of the inheritances in the sect have long been scattered all over the people.

Hearing Su Hao's response, Fang Haichuan smiled and arched his hand: "Then it's troublesome Brother Su." ”

"I can only do my best, and there is no guarantee that I will succeed."

Su Hao shook his head, took out a paper figure from his sleeve and wrapped the statue tightly, then held the statue, urging the mana of his physical strength, and with the continuous flow of mana into the statue, after a while, a wisp of breath slowly seeped out of the statue, and then was quickly absorbed by the paper man.

"Go!"

Seeing this scene, Su Hao hurriedly took off the paper figure, threw the paper figure into the air, quickly sealed it with both hands, and recited a spell in his mouth.

The next moment, the paper figure staggered towards the north, and the speed became faster and faster.

Seeing this, Fang Haichuan hurriedly arched his hand and said, "Brother Su, I'll chase after you first." ”

After finishing speaking, he rushed out of the teahouse directly and chased after the paper man.

Seeing this scene, Su Hao also chased after him, this is a small skill he himself learned from the method of finding people by sprinkling paper into a war, the previous method of finding people can only find the living to be angry, and this little skill he himself comprehended is aimed at a certain target.

It's just that this little skill needs the other party's mana breath as an introduction, compared to Taoist spells that rely on hair or intimate clothing to find people, his skill has too many restrictions, after all, it is not easy to get other people's mana breath.

And because this skill was comprehended by himself, not given by the system, he didn't know how effective it was, but throughout the ages, all spells were born like this, and accidental inspiration plus a long time of study and the perfection of countless people can form a spell.

If this technique and the method of finding people in the art of sprinkling paper into war can be perfected for a few more decades and some restrictions are reduced, it can also become a real spell.

Following the induction of the paper man, Su Hao walked on the street, but Su Hao soon discovered that something was wrong, because this direction was where the inn and the county government office he had settled in before.

At this time, not far away, a loud bang came from a luxurious mansion.

Su Hao knew that this should be Fang Haichuan had found Qian Lin, but Su Hao did not approach, but looked left and right, wanting to find a relatively high place, as a left warlock, the first key to saving his life is to stay away from the battlefield.

At this time, a tall archway not far away attracted Su Hao's attention, this is a Jinshi and the first Tanhua archway, after borrowing a few forces on the edges and corners, Su Hao jumped on the archway.

With the help of the tall archway, Su Hao also saw clearly what was happening in the mansion, and at this time, all the people in the entire mansion seemed to have been controlled by Qian Lin, and they were besieging Fang Haichuan desperately.

And Qian Lin was dancing on the altar on the side, as if he was preparing to cast some kind of spell.

Although Fang Haichuan's strength is strong, but in the face of dozens of ordinary people in the entire mansion, and he doesn't want to hurt the lives of these people, he becomes a little constrained, but seeing Qian Lin's movements, Fang Haichuan also made a ruthless move, waving his hand and raising his legs, and the besieging people suddenly collapsed to the ground one by one, either with broken hands or broken feet.

But these people all seemed to have become living corpses, even if their hands and feet were broken, they were still like worms, struggling to crawl towards Fang Haichuan, wrapping their only remaining hands and feet around Fang Haichuan.