After Huang Xian finished speaking, he turned his head and said to Chen Xinwen: "You make a call and ask the housekeeper to send more exorcists with more than fifty soul powers to help tonight."
Chen Xinwen nodded: "Okay, I'll make a call right away."
With that said, she took out her mobile phone, walked aside and made a call.
At this time, Huang Yin suddenly said to Huang Xian: "Xiao Xian, help aunt find out about this person. He should be a student in this school."
Huang Xian was stunned, "Little aunt, who are you? What's your name?"
Huang Yin said: "I don't know his name, but his Taoism is very good. At first glance, his strength is close to that of an A-level exorcist."
"What? This little high school also has an A-level exorcist? Auntie, are you kidding me?"
Huang Xian was startled. A-level exorcists are not just cabbage on the street. They can be seen casually, so he really couldn't believe it.
"Who has time to joke with you? Anyway, you must send someone to find him for me. I want to get all his information. If you can't figure it out, let's see how my aunt will deal with you!"
Huang Yinjiao shouted.
"Okay, I will take care of this matter, but I would like to ask one more question, is my aunt ready to win over him?"
Huang Xian looked at Huang Yin's face and asked.
"Winning him over? What a beautiful idea, I want to kill him!"
Huang Yin shouted angrily, but after saying this, her face suddenly turned red. Thinking of Lin Tianyou's majestic cock, her body softened involuntarily. Perhaps she was afraid of being discovered by others.
Looking like this, she jumped into the car with a blushing face.
"It's too wasteful to kill an A-level exorcist, isn't it?" Huang Xian murmured softly. If he could win over the Huang family, it would be a very powerful force for the Huang family. Unfortunately, the other party was probably offended.
After losing my aunt, I had no choice but to give up.
Behind her, Chen Xinwen heard the conversation between the two and frowned slightly, thinking to herself that this A-level exorcist could not be Lin Tianyou, right?
After all, in this high school, Lin Tianyou is the only one who can reach that level.
"Lin Tianyou, aren't you taking advantage of Huang Yin? I'm so impressed with you that you dare to provoke any woman and risk your life?"
Chen Xinwen observed carefully and naturally saw the blush on Huang Yin's face when he talked about Lin Tianyou, so she concluded that Lin Tianyou touched him randomly.
Thinking of this, the scene of being touched wildly by Lin Tianyou that day also appeared in her mind, her face suddenly became hot, and she secretly cursed Lin Tianyou as a bad guy.
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After escaping from school, Lin Tianyou came to Zhongzhou City's Funeral Street.
Tonight is the third breaking day, and the heroic spirit under the blood formation will break out of the formation, maybe it will be a big one, so he has to prepare early.
Outside the funeral street are all shops selling wreaths, coffins and the like. If you want to buy magical artifacts, you can only go inside.
The streets inside are almost all divination and fortune-telling shops, and occasionally there are people selling turtle shells at stalls. According to them, the words written on these turtle shells are all in oracle bones, they are genuine, and the price is super cheap.
As long as 998, you can buy it and take it home.
Regardless of whether others believed it or not, Lin Tianyou didn't believe it anyway, so he didn't even look at it and just ignored it.
As he was walking, a voice suddenly stopped him: "Hey, boy, do you want to buy a coffin? My coffin has been opened. Sleeping in it will give you a greater chance of going to heaven. If you don't believe it, you can sleep in it."
Try it."
Lin Tianyou was a little confused at the time. He had studied Taoism with his master for so many years, but this was the first time he heard that coffins were consecrated. It was such nonsense.
At that moment, Lin Tianyou said coldly: "If you want to sleep, go to sleep by yourself. I'm not interested."
After saying that, Lin Tianyou left quickly. He was anxious to buy a good peach wood sword. As long as he had the sword in his hand, the heroic spirit tonight would definitely be his, and no one could take it away.
But who knows, the coffin seller is like a dog-skin plaster, and it sticks on:
"Little brother, buy one. The materials of my coffin are authentic. If you buy it, I guarantee that you will become a ghost after your death and you will live a very comfortable life."
"Get out of here, you're the one who turned into a ghost. Do you want to be beaten?!"
Lin Tianyou was angry. This boss had no good intentions and even cursed others to turn into ghosts just to sell coffins. It was really hateful.
"Little brother, I'm doing this for your own good. You obviously have two years to live, so why don't you buy a better coffin for yourself in advance? As long as you sleep in this coffin and enter the underworld after death, you can get the Ghost King.
Why not take care of the Bai family?"
The boss's smile remained the same, but the tone of his words seemed to be somewhat meaningful.
"The ghost king Bai clan?" Lin Tianyou repeated softly, and suddenly felt a hint of terrifying ghost energy from this boss!
But this ghostly energy disappeared in a flash, which made Lin Tianyou doubt whether he was hallucinating.
"The owner of this coffin shop is a bit evil."
Lin Tianyou thought secretly that he did not intend to continue to struggle with this boss, so he forcibly got rid of him.
If he had been cursed before and had two years to live, Lin Tianyou would have beaten this guy violently, but that didn't work now. The heroic spirits at night were the most important thing. After settling the matter of the heroic spirits, he would come back to settle the score with the boss.
He didn't know that the seal on his body could only last for two years. Because Shura Tianzun didn't tell him these things, he mistakenly thought that the boss was scolding him.
Finally I found a shop that specializes in Taoist instruments.
Lin Tianyou was very happy and walked into the store.
There was an old man with gray hair at the door, lying leisurely on a chair, holding a radio and sleeping with his eyes closed listening to Huangmei Opera.
"Hey, uncle, do you have peach wood swords for sale here?" Lin Tianyou shouted loudly.
The old man opened his eyes slightly, glanced at Lin Tianyou, and moved his mouth to the left: "Over there, see for yourself."
"Okay." Lin Tianyou thanked him and looked straight to the left.
There is a shelf on the left, filled with swords, including mahogany swords, jujube swords, and even swords made from ordinary trees. It seems that they are preparing to fake the real ones to fool those who don't know the goods.
"There are too many fakes, aren't there? I really regret why I didn't bring out the master's mahogany sword when I went down the mountain. I suffered a huge loss."
Lin Tianyou glanced at the swords on the shelf, and none of them caught his eye.
"Uncle, these are not the only swords you have here, right? Are there any others?" Lin Tianyou asked loudly to the old man.
"What's the matter? There are more than thirty magical swords in my shop, but none of them catch your eye?" The old man closed his eyes and asked in a casual tone.
"They're all fakes. If they catch your eye, there's something wrong with them!" Lin Tianyou complained in his heart.
"Alas, it seems that I can only go to an authentic Taoist temple to collect a magical sword that has been illuminated."
Lin Tianyou sighed softly and smiled bitterly.
With full disappointment, Lin Tianyou was about to leave the store.
"Um?"
At this moment, his eyes were suddenly attracted by a broken sword used as a foot rest under the shelf.