Mindong City is a small town in the Heavenly Dragon Empire, located at the foot of Lingyun Peak.

Because of its proximity to the Spirit Sword Sect, this Mindong City is also a little famous in the Yuelong Continent, with mortals and cultivators, because the Spirit Sword Sect is based on the principle of righteousness and proximity to the people, and there are many mortals and cultivators who go to Lingyun Peak to play in the beginning of spring every year.

They will choose to live in Mindong City, over time, there are more inns in Mindong City, so the competition between inns is fierce, from the elegance of the housing environment to the comprehensive quality of service and then to the deliciousness of the food finally provided, these inns can be said to be trying their best, and finally under the natural law of survival of the fittest, Mindong City has produced a lot of delicious snacks, so Mindong snacks are also naturally popular.

At this time, Xiao Yu was eating their signature dish, braised beef, at an inn called a thousand-year-old brand in Mindong City.

Mr. Xiao used to make this dish for Xiao Yu, and Xiao Yu can be said to have a soft spot for braised beef.

Since he came to open the ghost realm, Xiao Yu has rushed here, slightly adjusted his breath along the way, and his injuries have basically improved.

After he came to Mindong City, he first inquired about when the Spirit Sword Sect recruited disciples from the sect, and it was a coincidence that a month later was the New Year of the Spirit Sword Sect, when Xiao Yu heard the news, he was really afraid for a while, if he was a month late, he would have to wait for another fifty years.

After determining the time, Xiao Yu's next first thing was to stay in Mindong City first, so he found a millennium inn.

Xiao Yu ordered a plate of beef, asked for a bottle of wine, chewed the beef, drank a little wine, and listened to the conversation of the people around him.

This is a habit he has developed for many years, and it is not a special reason, but Mr. Xiao often says that stories come from life, as long as you pay more attention to observation, you will find a good story theme, Xiao Yu listened to Mr. Xiao's words at first, and later found that this is indeed a very interesting thing, and finally it naturally became a habit for him.

At this time, there were not many people in the inn, and at a table near the window on Xiao Yu's right, there were three middle-aged men sitting, looking at their appearance, they should be locals, and the fat man who was richly dressed among the three lowered his voice and said, "Master Cao hasn't come yet?"

There was the man sitting by the window, his appearance was okay, but his face was a little pale, and there was a small birthmark at the corner of his left eye that made him look a little more shrewd, he looked out the window, shook his head and said, "Wait a minute, I said that this hour is about to come." ”

The man on the other side of the window was relatively short, and his personality was more anxious, so he stood up and said loudly: "What does the surname Cao mean, it's not that he doesn't give him money, what kind of score does he pose." ”

The fat man hurriedly stood up and pressed the short man back to the stool, made a silent gesture, and then said softly: "Third brother, be quiet, Master Cao is a master of the Aurora Temple, and it is already our luck that he is willing to help." ”

The dwarf seemed a little unconvinced, and muttered, "If he can really solve the problem, then I will naturally thank him at that time." ”

The fat man glanced at the short man blamed, and said apologetically to the white-faced man by the window: "Mr. Liang has a lot of forbearance, the third child has this temper, Mr. Lao bothered about this time, and after the matter was completed, Liao thanked him with a generous gift." ”

Mr. Liang smiled: "Mr. Liao is polite, he is just a middleman, don't bother, don't bother......"

The dwarf snorted coldly and didn't speak, it could be seen that he was also a little dissatisfied with this Mr. Liang, but because of Mr. Liao's presence, he couldn't help but say nothing.

Xiao Yu's attention had been completely attracted by these three people, and he wanted to know what was going on, and who was Master Cao? Just thinking about it, a medium-light man dressed in monk's robe walked in, he was tall, his face was ruddy, and he was holding a Zen staff that was more than five feet in his hand.

Seeing him come in, Mr. Liang hurriedly stood up and said respectfully, "Master is here, please sit down." ”

Mr. Liao also stood up at this time, and when he saw that the third child was sitting there without moving, he pulled him up and said to Master Cao: "The master came without hard work, and Liao is very grateful." ”

"Amitabha!" Master Cao called the Buddha name and nodded to the three of them, "You don't need to be polite, subduing demons and eliminating demons is what people in my Buddhist sect should do." ”

His voice was loud, and when he heard the buzzing in people's ears, Xiao Yu looked at him, his eyes narrowed slightly.

After Master Cao sat down, he asked, "I don't know what the hell is going on?"

Mr. Liao showed an unnatural expression on his face, and finally sighed and said in a low voice: "It's also a misfortune for the family, my unfilial son doesn't know where to look for flowers and willows, and he ended up contracting a strange disease, and the symptoms of this strange disease are too strange." ”

"It's caused by the romance, could it be that the flower willow is sick?" Master Cao's mouth rose slightly, and it could be seen that he wanted to laugh, although he was using the slogan of subduing demons and eliminating demons, but if the other party really had a venereal disease, he really couldn't do anything.

Mr. Liao hurriedly said: "No, no...... This disease is ......" he hesitated, and continued: "This disease only occurs at night, and every time my unfilial son behaves strangely, no one knows him, but he keeps shouting there, 'You lie to me, you lie to me', the person who shouted is cautious, I suspect that he has been subjected to ghosts." ”

"He brought it on himself, who let him not do his job. The third child opened his mouth and complained.

Mr. Liao glared at the third child, and then sighed slightly.

After listening to this, Master Cao pondered for a moment and said: "According to what you said, the poor monk saw that Ling Lang was indeed haunted by ghosts, and it is easy to say that this matter is easy to solve, but every time he casts a spell to eliminate ghosts, the poor monk has to waste his true qi, and Lord Liao looks ......at it" Speaking of this, he listened to it in due time, and looked at Mr. Liao with a smile in his eyes.

"Master rest assured, as long as I can cure my unfilial son's strange illness, Liao will definitely give him a heavy gift afterwards. Mr. Liao said with interest.

"Amitabha, the sin is sinful, the donor is serious, and the heavy gift is still not necessary, and then you can give the small temple some sesame oil money. Master Cao's face was serious at this time, and he really looked like a majestic Arhat.

Mr. Liao secretly cursed "hypocrisy" in his heart, but said with a smile in his mouth: "At that time, naturally, I don't know when the master will go to our place, and the dog's illness can't be delayed." ”

"Amitabha, saving a life is better than building a seventh-level floating slaughter, Liao Shi leads the way in front of the head, and the poor monk will go to treat Ling Lang. ”

Mr. Liao thanked him again, settled the meal money, and the four of them went out of the inn one after another, Xiao Yu hurriedly took the account and followed out, he saw that Master Cao was also a cultivator, but the practice was not high, and he was also the cultivation of the Shadow Period, he was afraid that if the ghost was powerful, this master would be in trouble if he was not an opponent, and he might be able to help a little, of course, the main reason was that Xiao Yu wanted to go and see the excitement.