"You six!" Wang Yu quickly put away the bank card. "The next time you die in front of me, I won't lift my eyelids."

"Fellow Daoist, don't do this." The devil began to sell miserably.

"That's it, I was careless in making friends." Wang Yu asked Ghost to stretch out his right hand, and after Ghost Sorrow did so, Wang Yu stretched out his right index finger and drew a formation in the palm of Ghost Sorrow.

"What is this?"

Ghost Chou suddenly shuddered, and the structure of countless formations instantly appeared in his mind.

"Before, someone sent me a book on formations, and now I have taught it to you, how far you can go in the future depends on your creation."

As soon as Wang Yu's words fell, the ghost knelt on the ground with a plop.

"Master, please ....."

"Get up for Lao Tzu." Wang Yu snorted. "I don't take apprentices."

"How about we bow to each other?" The ghost said sincerely. "I don't want to be born on the same day, the same month, the same year, but I want ......"

"Believe it or not, I'm going to let you die right now." Wang Yu hurriedly interrupted the ghost's sorrowful words. "Fellow Daoist, I really don't know how to thank you." The ghost saw sorrow and picked at the back of his head.

"From now on, I will look forward to your horse's head, go up the sword mountain and go down to the sea of fire, and I will not hesitate to do it!"

"So be it."

Although the ghost is worried about this person with a lot of thoughts, he was beaten like this bear this time, and he did not betray his brother, which shows that his character is okay.

In addition, the two had cooperated before, and now Wang Yu is short of manpower, so he wants to accept him for his own use.

"Daoyou, what should we do now?" Seeing that Wang Yu's attitude was relaxed, the ghost asked.

"Wait, we have the map anyway." Wang Yu picked up a cup of Qili incense and drank it all. "Little Lotus."

"Master."

Xiao Lotus appeared in front of the two of them with a sigh.

Immediately afterwards, Ruhua and Xiao He appeared on both sides of the ghost.

"Mom, you have three machine spirits?" The ghost couldn't close his mouth in surprise.

"Two, Xiao He is my friend." Wang Yu explained.

Friend!

When Xiao He heard these two words, his heart was inexplicably happy.

"Let's get down to business first." Wang Yu looked at Xiaohe. "Can you sense the scholar's location?"

Xiaohe shook his head in frustration.

"It seems that the only way to find foreign aid is to find foreign help." Wang Yu took out his mobile phone and called Shengxuzi, who was eating and drinking with Shengyangzi on the other end of the phone.

"Xiao Yu, are you back?"

"I have something to ask you." Wang Yu told the Holy Void about Xiao He, and the Saint Void pondered for a moment. "You can find it, but when will you get revenge."

"Xiaohe is my person, and it is impossible to forget the grievances she has suffered in the past few hundred years." Wang Yu said firmly.

"Okay, you come to Guanli."

After the Holy Void finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

"What's going on?" Shengyangzi asked, holding a wine glass. "Your apprentice is coming here." The Holy Void didn't say much.

"Isn't that a good thing?" Sheng Yangzi said with a smug face. "He really gave us a long face this time, even Zhang Tianyang called me personally, wanting to leave Wang Yu at the headquarters of the Daomeng."

"Then what do you say?" The Holy Void asked hurriedly.

"I don't know." Shengyangzi smiled. "Our Qingfeng Guan finally has an heir, how can we let the Dao Alliance poach it?"

"That's pretty much it." The Holy Void picked up the wine glass and drank it all.

Backyard.

Yang Yong was drawing talismans, and Sheng Yaozi was eating lollipops next to him. "Yes, that's it, concentrate."

"Master, how do I feel like what I draw is the same as a dog's?" Yang Yong looked at the model on the table and suddenly fell into deep thought.

"It's all like this in the beginning."

Sheng Yaozi glanced at the rune drawn by Yang Yong, and almost didn't bite the back molars. "Go on."

Drip, drip, drip.

At this time, Yang Yong's phone rang suddenly. "Hello?"

"Brother Yong, where are you?" Partner Dong Wei asked anxiously. "I'm here with Master, what's wrong?" Yang Yong heard that Dong Wei's tone was wrong.

"Do you remember Boss Li's commission?" Dong Wei's voice trembled a little.

"I remember." Yang Yong asked suspiciously. "Isn't it over?"

Dong Wei said in a low voice. "It seems to be getting worse."

"Then you go to Boss Li's house and wait for me first." After Yang Yong hung up the phone, he turned to Sheng Yaozi and said. "Master, there is something ..... the company"

"If you have something, go get busy first." Sheng Yaozi waved her hand, "Remember to buy some snacks when you come back." ”

"Understood."

Yang Yong walked to the front yard, and the Holy Void looked up. "Wait."

"What's wrong?" Shengyoko also looked over. "Hey, Yintang is black, where did you kid go at night?"

"I'm not going anywhere." Yang Yong smiled bitterly. "Could it be the black smoke that comes from cooking on the fire?"

Sheng Yangzi shook his head, then stood up, and sprayed a sip of wine on Yang Yong's forehead, Yang Yong was stunned in place. "Lord, your tone is a bit heavy."

"You wipe it yourself." Sheng Yangzi looked at Yang Yong, and Yang Yong wiped his forehead. "It's not black smoke, you're going to be out of luck."

"No, it won't!"

Yang Yong asked suspiciously.

"If you can't die, you will get seriously ill at most." The Holy Void said slowly. "There's an amulet here, you can wear it."

"Thank you, Third Uncle." Yang Yong put the talisman close to his body.

That's when it happened.

Wang Yu walked into the courtyard with ghosts and sorrows. "Fellow Daoist, is this the legendary Qingfeng Temple?" The ghost was shocked, if it weren't for Wang Yu leading the way, he couldn't believe that the once-famous Qingfeng Concept would become what it is now.

"Xiao Yu."

The Holy Void greeted warmly.

"Third Uncle, let me introduce, this is a ghostly sorrow, Enchantment Master." As soon as Wang Yu's words fell, the expressions of the Holy Xuzi and the Holy Yangzi became playful.

"No introduction, we've seen it before." Ghost said politely. "Master of the Holy Void, Lord of the Holy Yang Son."

"Hell, you're doing well now." The Holy Void said meaningfully. "Don't dare, don't dare, it's all the blessing of the Taoist friends."

"Sit down and have a bite to eat." The Holy Void greeted the two.

"Brother Yong, are you leaving?" Wang Yu saw Yang Yong's sad face.

"Senior brother, is my Yin Tang really black?" Yang Yong asked. "Sort of." Wang Yu nodded. "Got in trouble?"

"Yes."

Yang Yong pulled Wang Yu aside and briefly explained Boss Li's commission.

"You mean there were no anomalies at the time, and then now there's dirt?" Wang Yu asked suspiciously. "I'm not sure either, I'll have to see it to find out."

What Yang Yong wanted was to ask Wang Yu for help, but he couldn't say anything.

"Then you go and have a look first, and call if you have something." Wang Yu patted Yang Yong on the shoulder. "Don't be intimidated, the name of our Qingfeng Temple is here, and these evil people will more or less give some face."