Shanghai, which was originally shrouded in haze, was completely shrouded in the sun's light for the first time.

After the Yin Qi disappeared, everyone's hearts were under pressure and they all breathed happily.

Hei and Bai Wuchang stood again in front of the bronze giant gate.

Bai Wuchang looked at Zhang Zichen and others below and smiled and said, "Zhang Zichen, if you are fine, then we will report the situation here first and the reason why you stole the spiritual energy of the underworld."

"Then thank you to the black and white envoys for pleading for me. I stolen it without intention." Zhang Zichen clasped his fists and bowed.

But at this moment, Zhang Zichen suddenly thought of something, and he hurriedly asked: "Mr. Bai, there is a question...I...I want to ask you."

Bai Wuchang was easy-going and smiled and said, "Zhang Zichen, although you are young, I have never hesitated like today. If you have any questions, just say it! After all, we are all practitioners. If we can help, we will definitely help."

"That's right." After all, Zhang Zichen is still a little shy when he asks others. "Mr. Bai, my girlfriend Mo Yifei is now missing. She has been missing for five years. I don't know whether she is life or death. So I want to ask Mr. Bai, has she ever received my girlfriend in the underworld?"

"Mo Yifei?" Bai Wuchang was stunned and then said, "There are so many people in the world who have the same name and surname. If you reveal his birth date, we will help you check it out."

Birthday and Eight Characters?

Zhang Zichen was stunned. To be honest, he had known Mo Yifei for so long, but he had never paid attention to Mo Yifei's birthday and could not say it all at once.

"What's wrong? Do you don't have your girlfriend's birthday or horoscope?" Bai Wuchang Zhang Zichen was very embarrassed and asked.

"Yes, I don't." Zhang Zichen almost cried as soon as he answered. He and Mo Yifei were together for several months, but he never even asked each other's birthday or cared about it. What kind of boyfriend is this?

"Then..." Everyone thought Bai Wuchang was going to refuse, but he said, "Then I will help you. According to the address No. 118, Hebian Street, Pudong District, Shanghai, I will help you check to see if there is any person."

Zhang Zichen was happy when he heard this, and actually knelt down and thanked him: "Thank you, Lord Bai!"

Bai Wuchang squirted, waved his right hand and dragged Zhang Zichen, who was kneeling on the ground: "This is not something you can do, get up quickly!"

"Thank you, Lord Bai!" Since the other party did not allow him to kneel down, Zhang Zichen had no choice but to bow again.

"Well, okay!" Bai Wuchang responded, and then said to Hei Wuchang, "Little Heizi, take out the book of Conjuring, help Zhang Zichen check it out, and see if our underworld receives this person named Mo Yifei."

Hei Wuchang was already expressionless. At this time, he heard Bai Wuchang call him Xiao Heizi in front of everyone, and his face suddenly dimmed, and he felt like he was going to kill people at any time.

However, in front of outsiders, Hei Wuchang decided to spare him for the time being.

Hei Wuchang directly picked up his left hand, a golden light flashed, and a thick black book appeared in the palm of his hand.

This book is the book of Conjuring. Every time a ghost and ghost is received in the underworld, their names, birth dates, home address, etc., will be recorded in detail in the book of Conjuring for reference.

The classification of the soul-conjuring books is very clear. Some can be found according to the birth date, some can be found according to the place of death, and some can also be found from their home address.

Hei Wuchang whispered a few spells, and the black book that was dragged on his left hand suddenly turned the pages quickly. In just a few dozen seconds, the black book stopped turning the pages.

Zhang Zichen, who was standing on the ground, saw this situation and his whole heart was beating. He was afraid that Hei Wuchang would say loudly: "No. 118, Hebian Street, Mo Yifei died five years ago!"

When he thought of this, Zhang Zichen's eyes turned black and he almost fell down. Fortunately, Hei Tong was quick and quick, and he supported Zhang Zichen with a hand.

"Zi Chen, what's wrong with you?" Hei Tong said worriedly.

"No, I'm just afraid to hear the news that Sister Mo is dead." Zhang Zichen slowly adjusted his breathing and stood up again.

"So that's the case. You scared me to death just now." Hei Tong expressed his concern, "I thought your body had problems because of the failure of the pill formation."

"I'm fine with Hei Tong, don't worry!" Zhang Zichen said with a wry smile.

At this moment, Hei Wuchang, who was investigating the book of Conjuring, spoke for the first time for the first time. His voice was very nice, but everyone didn't understand why he didn't like to speak very much.

"No. 118, Hebian Street..." Hei Wuchang paused for a moment, which made everyone have the idea of ​​rushing up and beating him up, but because Hei Wuchang is so well-versed that ordinary people are no match for him at all.

"No. 118, Hebang Street..." Damn, do you still not recite it anymore, "The soul in this house entered the underworld sixteen years ago. The deceased was 67 years old and was a man named Mo Zhonghua. He should be Mo Yifei's grandfather, so there is no name of Mo Yifei, nor the name of Mo Yifei's parents."

"That means that Sister Mo is not dead yet!" Zhang Zichen said in surprise, "Thank you, Mr. Xiao Heizi, oh no, thank you, Mr. Hei."

Lord Little Heizi!?

Hei Wuchang felt suffocated and his eyes suddenly increased, but he finally put his angry eyes on Bai Wuchang.

It was him, this damn Bai Wuchang, who mentioned my nickname in front of outsiders!

It's tolerant, but who can't bear it!

Hei Wuchang put away the book of conjuring, and suddenly a big and long mace popped out of his hand, and swung it over to Bai Wuchang's head.

"I'll go to your Bai Wuchang! I always call me Xiao Heizi, today I'll beat you Xiao Baizi!" After saying that, Hei Wuchang beat Bai Wuchang up to his head.

Bai Wuchang is not an idiot. After being attacked by a stick, he immediately ran into the bronze giant gate: "Little Heizi, Xiao Heizi, Xiao Heizi, I just called you like this! Damn! You are also sneaking into me. From now on, I will call you Xiao Heizi in front of others! When will you let me give you face??"

"Xiao Baizi, look at me I can't kill you! Your face is just the face, but my face isn't the face?" Hei Wuchang shouted loudly and chased after him.

When Black and White Impermanence entered the bronze giant gate, the gate closed again, the white light disappeared, the pressure suddenly decreased, and the void fell into silence.

However, Zhang Zichen and others were wiping cold sweats. None of them would have thought that the two old monsters, Hei Bai Wuchang, who had lived for many years, would fight in front of outsiders for such a small matter.

Sun Desheng wiped the sweat from his forehead and asked, "Zhang Zichen, are you sure these two are really black and white impermanent?"

Zhang Zichen said in a daze: "I, I'm not sure..."

Sun Desheng said: "Then are they pretending to be black and white impermanence?"

Zhang Zichen nodded and said, "This is possible!"

The black and white impermanence at this time, the status of Zhang Zichen, Sun Desheng and others, has really plummeted!
Chapter completed!