Long Xiaoye waved his hand and added: "He can sense the location of this insect and will only come to cause trouble for me."
"This is so embarrassing."
Huang Zhengkang was very apologetic, patted his chest and asked: "Master Long, what can I do for you?"
He is a fastidious person!
Long Xiaoye thought for a while and said: "Mr. Huang, you have a lot of contacts, so help me check who owns the license plate number of Wuba in Xianghe City!"
"no problem!"
Huang Zhengkang immediately agreed and took out his mobile phone to transfer a thank you fee to Long Xiaoye.
You're welcome!
Long Xiaoye called Su Xia and asked her to help retrieve the QR code.
The one who collects the money, make no mistake.
Huang Zhengkang was also unequivocal and generously transferred 200,000 yuan, and then left with a huge thank you.
I spent 170,000 yuan to buy medicinal materials, but the losses were recouped and there was still a slight surplus.
Long Xiaoye couldn't help but sigh again, the money in the city was really easy to make.
Soak in the hot springs, look at the beautiful women, and come back to rest.
This kind of life is pleasant and comfortable, and one day's joy is greater than ten years on the mountain.
Ten p.m.
Picking up the prepared materials, Long Xiaoye and Su Xia left the bathing center and took a taxi to a nearby open park.
What to do?
Arrest the dead father of the taxi driver named Pan Shangfeng!
Spells such as Wanli Soul Calling must be performed in a dark environment.
The bath center is brightly lit all night, making it difficult to cast spells.
What's more, ordinary ghosts are afraid to avoid the bright street lights in the city.
at this time,
There were not many people in the park anymore, but in the dark corner, there were young lovers secretly making out, vowing not to be afraid of lightning.
In fact, just coughing twice can scare them away.
Soon, there were not many lights left in the park, and there were shadows everywhere.
The two of them came to sit on a bench behind the trees, chatting casually, waiting for midnight to arrive.
"Brother Ye, what are your plans for the future?" Su Xia put her hands on the bench and tilted her head to ask.
"Become a true city dweller."
Long Xiaoye's serious look made Su Xia laugh, "Haha, this goal is too small."
"Reviving the Tianxuan Sect counts as one, and cultivating to the Daoxuan realm counts as one. I still want to find my parents, even though they may be gone."
Long Xiaoye didn't hide it and looked towards the darkness in the distance.
As a physiognomist, he just couldn't see through his own face.
I can control the future of others, but I don’t know my own tomorrow.
"Sister Xia, what do you want to do in the future?" Long Xiaoye asked again.
"No."
Su Xia shook her head and swung her feet in boredom: "Life is unpredictable. It's hard to say when you will die. It depends on how long you live."
"Follow Brother Ye and I will keep you alive forever." Long Xiaoye said confidently.
"Thank you, Brother Ye."
Su Xia cupped her little hands, which looked cute and cute.
midnight!
Everything is silent except for the chirping of insects.
Long Xiaoye took out a piece of white cloth, spread it on the grass in front of him, and sprinkled a layer of mugwort powder on it.
Then he took out a soul-calling talisman with the birth date written on it and threw it into the air, where it burned up automatically.
at the same time,
He quickly made several handprints with his fingers and recited obscure incantations.
This process lasted for more than ten minutes.
Su Xia looked solemn and looked around vigilantly, guarding Long Xiaoye.
Don't interrupt the process, otherwise all your efforts will be wasted.
call!
There was a dark wind blowing, and the temperature dropped a few degrees.
"Haha, you're lucky, this ghost is not that far away." Long Xiaoye smiled.
"I hope death is not ugly." Su Xia also smiled.
These two people are extremely courageous.
If it were an ordinary person, he would have run away long ago if he felt something was wrong.
soon,
A gray shadow appeared!
Long Xiaoye looked at it with his spiritual eyes and saw that he looked like an old man, wearing a shroud and with a shriveled face. It seemed that he had been seriously ill before his death, had dried up his body, and died of exhaustion.
Communicating directly with ghosts is currently not something Long Xiaoye can do.
But you can write.
There are chapters in the Mysteries of Heaven and Mysticism.
The stroke composition is a simplified character among simplified characters, and the shape is more like a rune.
Picking up the talisman pen, Long Xiaoye wrote the inscription on the mugwort powder.
Question: Where are you buried?
The ghost can understand it, and dives down strangely, blowing on the mugwort powder, leaving traces.
Long Xiaoye observed carefully and memorized the gestures in his mind.
Done.
Long Xiaoye took out another talisman and threw it into the air.
The ghost bowed in gratitude, drifted away, and soon disappeared without a trace.
Mugwort powder can be used repeatedly, Long Xiaoye put it away patiently.
Then he greeted Su Xia, got up and left.
"Brother Ye, you are awesome, teach me someday." Su Xia praised.
"a piece of cake."
Long Xiaoye readily agreed and asked with a smile: "Did you add some Yin Qi?"
"It's just a throw away." Su Xia curled her lips, feeling a little disgusted with the old man.
"I'll take you to the cemetery another day to replenish enough."
"Haha, thank you!"
Su Xia laughed happily and jumped up and down like a child.
As soon as the two of them arrived at the park gate, they felt something was wrong in the atmosphere.
Two dilapidated vans suddenly stood in front of them.
The car window slowly rolled down, revealing masked faces.
All the sinister gazes were fixed on Long Xiaoye.
Looking for trouble!
act recklessly.
Long Xiaoye snorted cold air from his nose and pulled Su Xia behind him.
in a blink,
A dozen strong men in black clothes and black trousers jumped out of the van.
Everyone held bright steel pipes in their hands, forming a fan shape and surrounding them.
"Long Xiaoye, kneel down and kowtow."
The leading strong man had a scar on his forehead and gave arrogant orders.
Long Xiaoye was amused, "Haha, if you kneel down for me, you may not even recognize you good grandchildren."
"beat!"
The leading strong man waved the steel pipe in his hand and gave a decisive order.
A group of strong men rushed over immediately, and the steel pipes drew lines of cold light in the air.
Bang!
A strong man was kicked away by Long Xiaoye and hit the window of the van.
Wow!
The glass failed to resist and shattered. The strong man's head was halfway in and he screamed.
Next.
There was a banging and banging noise, mixed with all kinds of screams.
Where have all the people gone?
The leading strong man rubbed his eyes in disbelief, as if he was in hell, the chill from his feet quickly enveloped his whole body.
He looked up and saw Long Xiaoye, who looked like the King of Hell, approaching him step by step with a sneer.
Cold sweat breaks out on my forehead!
The leading strong man roared to encourage himself, swung the steel pipe, and smashed it head-on at Long Xiaoye.
A shadow flashed before his eyes, and his wrists went numb.
The steel pipe actually let go and flew straight into the sky.
ah!
The leading strong man exclaimed.
ah!
There was another scream.
The steel pipe fell from the air and passed by his eyelids. Blood flowed into his eyes and covered his whole face, and even the face scarf was stained red.
"I'll fight you!"
The leading strong man roared violently, touched his lower back, pulled out a sharp dagger, and struck fiercely.