Huang Xikong came and went like the wind, and he couldn't catch his whereabouts at all.

Wanwan stood in place and raised her little hand, Xia Zhihuai leaned over and high-fived her, and said with a smile: "I'll just say, this method will definitely work." ”

Wanwan immediately raised a smile, gave a thumbs up, and praised without hesitation: "Brother, smart!" ”

The clever cub already knows how to praise the adults at the right time.

My brother has been suffering from life, so she should be a little kinder.

After Pu Yuzhou told a few Taoist leaders on the other side of the plan, he walked over with a bald monk and a Taoist priest who was about forty years old.

"Little Daoyou, this is Master Xuantong of Xiling Temple, and this is Zhan Fengcheng, the president of the Daomen Association of S City."

Wanwan hugged Xia Zhihuai's legs, a pair of big black and white eyes were as clear as glass, her fluffy hair looked casual and uninhibited because of Xia Zhihuai's poor craftsmanship, the wind blew her hair on her face, she subconsciously hooked it with her little fat hand, and became more and more naïve.

Listening to Pu Yuzhou's introduction, she didn't know much about the situation.

However, she is a polite cub, after listening to the introduction, she said hello seriously, and hugged Xia Zhihuai's thigh again.

"Little Daoyou, the battle leader and Master Xuantong want to go in and have a look with that Mr. Huang."

Pu Yuzhou's implication was to let Wanwan be a middleman, and talk to Huang Xikong to take the two of them, so that they could take care of each other.

But he was a little speechless in the face of Wanwan's pure eyes.

Wanwan's thoughts are stuck again at the moment, half a beat slower.

On the contrary, Xia Zhihuai understood the meaning of Pu Yuzhou's words, pressed Wanwan's head with his big hand, and only said: "Huang Xikong's matter, I can't be his master with Wanwan." Moreover, he is a thousand-year-old ghost, you are the master of Taoism and Buddhism, and you are incompatible with water and fire, and he is already abiding by his duty if he doesn't attack you......"

Pu Yuzhou's palms were sweating, and he sighed helplessly in his heart: "I understand, I understand, forgive me." ”

Xia Zhihuai knew that this was not Pu Yuzhou's original intention, it should be the meaning of the war leader.

Guiyiguan is just a Taoist temple in the Taoist gate, and it is really difficult for Pu Yuzhou to be a person in the middle.

Zhan Fengcheng, who had always been amiable, heard this and said with a smile: "Mr. Xia has a good relationship with that powerful ghost. ”

Xia Zhihuai's eyelids jumped, and he quietly vaguely passed: "I'm not from the Xuanmen, and I've met him a few times." ”

So, the relationship is good...... Inexistent!

Xia Zhihuai noticed that Zhan Fengcheng's gaze would sweep over Wanwan from time to time.

He has always been sensitive to the gaze of others, and the kind of scrutinizing and scrutinizing look that seems to be weighing an object makes him very disliked.

At the moment, he didn't want to greet Zhan Fengcheng, he just wanted to find an opportunity to stay away.

Wanwan thought the conversation between them was strange.

She didn't like the president on the other side very much, so she honestly leaned on Xia Zhihuai's leg and yawned, fishing in troubled waters.

She was woken up too early in the morning, she was so sleepy now.

Xia Zhihuai looked down at the leg pendant and squinted his eyes sleepily, and immediately found an excuse to avoid Zhan Fengcheng: "Wanwan got up too early in the morning, she is sleepy at this time, I will take her to the side to rest for a while." ”

Zhan Fengcheng raised his hand: "Mr. Xia is at his own convenience." ”

……

Watching Xia Zhihuai leave with the child in his arms, the smile on Zhan Fengcheng's face faded a little, and his eyes fell on Pu Yuzhou: "That kid is really as powerful as you say?" It doesn't look like it, and it feels no different from an ordinary child. ”

Pu Yuzhou wanted to give him a pair of white eyes, but Zhan Fengcheng really had no vision.

He also misses Long Xiangtao very much now, that guy is simply too smart, knowing that Zhan Fengcheng is in charge of command this time, he was directly injured some time ago and asked for leave, and he didn't show up at all.

However, Zhan Fengcheng is a president after all, Pu Yuzhou still wants to give him three points of face, and still smiles gently: "Wanwan Little Daoist is a very spiritual child, and he is naturally suitable for entering my Dao Sect." ”

"You think too highly of that kid."

Zhan Fengcheng felt that Pu Yuzhou was still exaggerating.

"And I don't think there should be any resentful spirits in this building, no matter how strong the resentful spirits are, they will not create bloody corpses."

Zhan Fengcheng was full of words, and put his speculation and basis clearly.

Pu Yuzhou didn't want to reason with him, so he only said: "Everything is possible, and conclusions must be made until the water is clear." ”

"Since they don't want to help, then I'll go in with Master Xuantong to investigate."

Although Zhan Fengcheng was a little disappointed, he was not angry.

After all, it is a thousand-year-old ghost, and they will not really feel at ease to hand over their backs to the aliens.

Pu Yuzhou twisted his eyebrows and looked at Zhan Fengcheng and turned away, and said to Xuantong: "Xuantong, do you want to ...... too?"

"Amitabha, Park Daochang."

"Dongqing went in with the people from the Demon Management Bureau, and the poor monk had to go in and have a look."

Xuantong has a notoriously good temper, and he usually doesn't get involved in these intrigues.

He is not a man of Taoism, but a monk in the pure land of Buddhism.

Dongqing was a disciple he accepted in his early years, and he has always been cultivated as a successor.

This time, it happened to be the turn of Dongqing to go down the mountain and enter the Demon Management Bureau to carry out a six-month mission, but I didn't expect something to happen here.

Therefore, this trip to Xuantong must go.

Knowing that he would not change his mind, Pu Yuzhou only explained in a low voice: "I still have to bother Master Xuantong to look at the battle leader more, he is ...... Ay. ”

It's hard to put into words.

Xuantong only chuckled and said, "The strength of the battle leader should not be underestimated, there should be no accidents." ”

"I'm afraid that he will suddenly make a move on that thousand-year-old ghost halfway." Pu Yuzhou expressed his worries from the bottom of his heart.

Zhanfeng City has always been to kill all the powerful ghosts, and basically will not ask the other party whether they have created or not.

A typical one-shot stabbed boatload of people.

Naturally, Huang Xikong's attitude will not be much better.

Just now let him come over and say a few words to Xia Zhihuai, and let Huang Xikong go in with them, probably because he also wanted to fight with that powerful ghost halfway.

Because thousand-year-old ghosts are too rare, Zhanfeng City is naturally high-spirited.

However, on this occasion, once there is infighting, it will only end up losing both, and it is the evil in the building that picks up the cheapest.

Xuantong pondered for a moment, and only said in a shallow voice: "The poor monk does his best." ”

He just wants to save people, and he doesn't really want to care about the fight between Zhan Fengcheng and the ghosts.

But Pu Yuzhou has already said so, when there is a real contradiction, he will intervene to stop it.

……

Zhan Fengcheng and Xuantong didn't wait for Huang Xikong, opened the door on the first floor under the eyes of everyone, and disappeared into the deep hall on the first floor step by step.

After Huang Xikong changed his clothes and hurried over, Wanwan and Xia Zhihuai were holding a white and fat bun and nibbling on it, with a cup of red date and soy milk next to them, and the two of them sat on a chair in the community garden, looking leisurely and comfortable.

"You two are really good enough." Huang Xikong suddenly spoke.

Xia Zhihuai leaned back in the chair and crossed Erlang's legs: "You haven't gone in yet?" ”

"Didn't someone go in just now?" Huang Xikong pursed his lips.

Xia Zhihuai: "So you saw it." ”

"I'm not blind, since I appeared here just now, the Taoist priest surnamed Zhan has been walking towards me, no matter how stupid I am, I should know that he is not a good bird."

Xia Zhihuai was noncommittal, and only advised: "It's really strange inside, you should be careful, and try not to run into them." ”

Huang Xikong nodded casually and poked the bun in the plastic bag in Wanwan's hand: "Give me this one that I haven't eaten." ”

Wanwan stared at him with round eyes, then scooped up the bun, tore out the bean paste filling with a whimper, and squinted happily.

Huang Xikong looked at the buns that had been gnawed, and was so angry that he almost fell down.

After swallowing the things in Wanwan's mouth, she scratched her fingers on her face a few times and smiled sweetly: "Grab the children's breakfast, be ashamed." ”

"Little carrot essence!" Huang Xikong mocked.

Wanwan protested: "I'm Little Peach Fairy." ”

"Everywhere is short, white and fat, but it's not a turnip!"

Wanwan suddenly puffed up angrily, clenched her fists and threatened fiercely: "Besides, my little radish essence, I will beat you, hammer you to the wall, and you can't pick it off!" ”

"Oh, it's you!"

Huang Xikong's fingers flicked heavily on her smooth head.

As a result, his fingers rolled out again and were burned.

Wanwan suddenly laughed and gloated: "You deserve to roar!" ”

As a terrible ghost, I have been burned by her skin so many times, and I still don't have a long memory, don't you deserve it!

"Childish." Xia Zhihuai took a sip of soy milk and urged, "Go quickly, we are still waiting to go home early." ”

Huang Xikong snorted lightly: "You still owe me a big meal and a supper." ”

"Got it, got it, solve it early, and invite you to dinner early."

Xia Zhihuai shook his hand: "The lives of the entire building are in your hands, so if you can't beat it, run away." ”

Huang Xikong was unhappy: "Who to look down on?" ”

Xia Zhihuai's eyes slanted towards him: ...... It's not you, huh.