Chapter Seventy-Eight

Ever since he became the guardian of the immortals, Fan Jian, who originally believed in materialism, has become interested in these supernatural things.

Listening to Jiang Shen say his purpose without concealing it, Fan Jian didn't care that Zhao Qian didn't come to invite him personally, he was not a provocative person.

But when he heard that he had found a spell caster and could watch the excitement for free, Fan Jian readily agreed, and got up to set off with Jiang Shen.

"Aren't you called Ren Ji?"

Seeing that Fan Jian was going alone, Jiang Shen glanced upstairs and said with some regret that Zheng Wei was not there, and this was a rare opportunity to be alone with Ren Xi.

"No, I can do it alone."

Thinking that Jiang Shen thought that his ability was not good, Fan Jian refused, he now had the soul devouring in his hand, and he was full of confidence, believing that he had no problem alone.

So the two of them each drove a car, and Jiang Shen led the way in front and went out of the city.

Zhenwu Temple is on the outskirts of Jiangcheng City, it is a small Taoist temple with no reputation, and Fan Jian has never even heard of it before.

Located at the foot of a small hill, there are no people around, and I don't know how Yan Hua found it.

"Just the two of us?"

After arriving, Fan Jian got out of the car and saw that the entire Taoist temple was not large, and there were two entrances before and after.

The paint on the door is still new, and it should have been built not long ago.

The vermilion gate was closed, and the surroundings were quiet, and no one else was seen, so he asked Jiang Shen.

"Here we are."

Seeing that there was no one, Jiang Shen was also a little strange, and just wanted to take out the phone and ask what was going on.

I saw more than a dozen cars speeding from a distance, and one of them was my father's car, so he stood there and waited.

In the blink of an eye, those cars stopped in front of the Zhenwuguan Gate, and more than a dozen big men got out of the car, which were the bodyguards of those artists of top entertainment.

One of them trotted to Zhao Gan's car, pulled the car door, and Zhao Qian got out of the car.

As soon as Fan Jian wanted to walk over to say hello, he saw Zhao Gan bend down and help another person out of the car.

It was an old lady of sixty or seventy years old, thin and withered, about 1.6 meters tall, and because of her bent waist, she looked like 1.5 meters.

Wearing a black placket coat with black Burmese crotch pants underneath, and black home-made mille-feuille shoes on his feet, the trouser legs are tied with black leggings, typical of an old lady in the Northeast countryside.

"Mr. Zhao, who is this?"

Seeing Zhao Gan walking towards him with the old lady in his arms, Fan Jian hurriedly greeted him, not understanding why he would bring an old lady here, so he asked strangely.

"Brother Fan, you are here, let me introduce you, this is the famous Horse Immortal in the Northeast, Wang Sangu.

It is very difficult for her old man to be invited, and it is also a coincidence that she can get the help of the old man.

Master Wang, this is Fan Jianfan's brother, the dog's head-lowering technique was cracked by him, and today it depends on the two of them. ”

Ten years ago, Zhao Gan went to the Northeast through a friend's introduction and asked her to transfer and accumulate wealth for herself, so she has the current achievements, so she is very respectful.

Receiving a call from the old lady today, saying that she was coming to Jiangcheng, Zhao Gan was overjoyed and sent Jiang Shen to invite Fan Jian, and he personally went to the airport to pick up Wang Sangu.

"The future is terrifying, the young man is good, don't listen to his nonsense, I'm a big jumper.

Now that we are old, we have no good end in what we do, and we have long since stopped, and everything still depends on young people.

The old lady came to Jiangcheng to see her granddaughter, and she owed him a favor before, so she agreed to make a move in order to repay the favor. ”

Putting the two-foot-long cigarette pouch in his hand to his mouth and taking a puff, exhaling the smoke, Wang Sangu looked at Fan Jian for a while, and said with a smile.

The old lady's wrinkled face looked kind, and her drooping eyelids showed no old man's cloudiness.

The gray hair is combed at the roots, and it is curled at the back of the head, and the whole person looks in good spirits.

"Don't dare, I just stumbled into it by mistake, I don't know anything about it, and I have to rely on my mother-in-law to help."

I heard that the old lady in front of me was a horse fairy, which is equivalent to a professional background, but it is much more professional than a wild road like herself.

Fan Jian immediately said modestly that if he can, he won't make a move, after all, he doesn't know where to start.

"Really don't know anything? Can't you? I see that you have a fairy aura on you, and your Taoism should not be low?

You tell the old lady, what do you see in this Taoist temple? Don't fool my old lady. ”

Hearing the old lady's Northeast dialect, Fan Jian was inexplicably close, so he had to look at the True Martial Arts in front of him seriously.

"The red walls and blue tiles, the two courtyards, the painted bricks are very new, it should be newly built,

There is solar energy on the roof, and there is an internet cable around it, so you should be able to take a shower and get online. ”

While watching, Fan Jian said as he added, adding his own speculation.

"You can pull it down, am I showing you this? It seems that you are really not my Taoist, and you have to rely on the old lady me today.

The backyard is full of gloomy air, ghosts and shadows, and there are people raising ghosts in this view.

The blue sky and the white sun, the yang energy is flourishing, and the ghost energy can be revealed, either the ghosts are powerful, or there are many of them.

After a while, we pretended to offer incense, and you deliberately made trouble and entered the backyard.

When the time comes, you take people, the old lady catches ghosts, and goes home early when you are done. ”

Seeing that Fan Jian didn't look like a fake, the old lady knocked the cigarette pouch in her hand on the sole of her shoe, stuffed the tobacco leaves again, lit it, and told Zhao Qian to come forward and knock on the door.

It was a young Taoist priest who opened the door, and he was a little stunned when he saw that there were so many people coming to the gate today.

"What's the daze? What do you do when you're closed in broad daylight? We are here to burn incense and make wishes, what are we doing blocking the door? ”

The bodyguard who opened the door for Zhao Gan just now looked fierce, and immediately pulled the Taoist priest aside, and more than a dozen bodyguards immediately rushed in, not like they were here to buy incense, but to rob.

Fan Jian and Jiang Shen also followed, and Zhao Qian and Wang Sangu walked at the end and entered the True Martial Arts Temple together.

"Xiaodao Qi Xie, welcome a few donors, a few incense can go to the Zhenwu Palace, where the golden body of the Zhenwu Emperor is enshrined, and the wish is the most effective."

Seeing that he couldn't stop him, the Taoist priest named Qi Xie hurriedly ran in front and showed everyone the way.

"Do you have a Taoist priest named Tao Jiang here, let him come out, and he will say that he is doing business."

Without entering the Zhenwu Palace, Zhao Gan shouted directly to the Taoist priest, Yan Hua once said that he was trading with a Taoist priest named Tao Jiang in Xuanwu Temple.

"I don't know who introduced this guest, my senior brother has not returned, and I can explain to Xiaodao if I have something."

Hearing these people who looked very bad, he went directly to the senior brother, the Taoist priest said in a flickering voice, and secretly glanced at the door of the backyard.

"He's lying, Tao Jiang must be in the backyard, go and find him out for me."

Zhao Qian is an old Jianghu, and these little tricks are clear. At that time, he had the experience of collecting debts for many years, and at first glance, he knew that the other party was lying, so he immediately ordered someone to go to the backyard.

Those bodyguards saw the boss's order, and ran directly to the backyard, and the boss said, today's work is done beautifully, and the bonus of 100,000 yuan per person is scrambling one by one, for fear of leaving a bad impression in front of the boss.

The Taoist priest wanted to stop it, but he was immediately held down by the report, tied up, gagged and thrown aside.

Who knows, go in fast, come out fast, in less than a minute, more than a dozen bodyguards ran out, shouting that there are ghosts!