Spirit Hunters of Maoshan Sect

A police officer came up and greeted Old Guo cordially. He invited 3 people to the police car and drove it by himself. Another policeman arranged to drive Old Guo’s car back to the city. Along the way, Old Guo talked about his experience in the cave. He was both a ghost and a zombie. The police officer who listened was so frightened that the car could not drive.

“Zhang, this is zombie teeth, proving that I didn’t talk to you.” Old Guo threw a pair of zombie teeth on his leg.

Team Zhang shook a bit and didn’t dare to look at it. “Take it, take it without evidence, of course I can trust you, rest assured that the labor costs will be approved, I will immediately send it to you!”

“50000 is not enough,” Old Guo glanced at Ye Shaoyang, chuckled, “50000 yuan, just the price of a white-haired zombie, we killed 2 extra boys and 2 spooky ghosts. It seems that for the sake of old friends, you Just add me another 2 10000, huh? “

The Zhang team said in a difficult way: “This is not suitable, Old Guo, you also know that the labor costs we give you can only be paid in accordance with the standards of technical experts. There is a lot of 50000 yuan, no matter how much …”

“It’s okay, don’t look for me next time. By the way, I have another Corpse Insect. Would you like to see it?” Old Guo took the initiative to dig out his pocket. “But you have to be careful, if this thing bites You, you become zombie. “

“No no no, I don’t watch!” Zhang team almost jumped from his seat, “I believe you work hard, 70000 yuan, in a week, I will send you!”

“Hehe, Zhang team you are so good at talking.” Old Guo smiled kindly.

The Zhang team thought depressively, and it was not good to talk. You let that thing bite me, and the police station will pay you again to deal with zombie. It is probably me. I ca n’t afford to play with you mages.

Zhang drove them to a star-rated hotel, left 10000 yuan, and then hurried away on the excuse of busy business. Three people opened the room, took a bath, and came to the restaurant. Old Guo invited guests, ordered a good table, and opened a bottle of 3 Liangyeye to celebrate the first cooperation.

After three rounds of drinking, Old Guo took out the 3 yuan given by Zhang and directly threw it to Ye Shaoyang. “Little Junior Brother, hold this 10000 yuan first, and wait for the next 10000 yuan to arrive, and I will call you.”

Ye Shaoyang’s eyes widened: “What does this mean? You don’t want one?”

“Haha, the first time you worked with Little Junior Brother, is it reasonable for me to ask for your money? Besides, it’s all up to you. I’m just running.”

“You can’t say that, everything is provided by you, you score at least 2 10000.”

Little Ma watched unhappyly, clasped the table with his fingers, “Hey, you two push each other around, forget me, right? What about my money?”

Ye Shaoyang glanced at him and said slowly: “Give me your gold ingot and I will give you money.”

Little Ma in the heart quickly converted it. My gold ingot is at least 2 2 weight, 2 2 equals 100 grams. Although the price of gold has been falling by the aunts, but there are also 2 300 per gram, so count … chuckled, “You talk, you talk, please ignore me, completely ignore me.”

Ye Shaoyang suddenly remembered that before going down the mountain, Qing Yunzi instructed himself to look for Dao Feng, and then asked Old Guo: “Master said, my Brother Dao Feng was also in Shicheng, the first stop after coming down that year. I wonder if he ever found you?”

Old Guo nodded, “Finded it, I helped him with it, and did a few major events. It was the reputation at that time that opened this store, speaking of which, can I still have today, I still have Dao Feng Light from Junior Brother. “

Ye Shaoyang said, “Where did he go?”

Old Guo thought for a while and said, “He went to Sichuan to do one thing, and said it was very dangerous. He didn’t take me. I remember that he went back to Mt. Mao once before going to Taiyi Whisk to find the Master, and I did n’t His news. “

Ye Shaoyang smiled sadly. Where did Taiyi Whisk borrow it from? He stole it. He remembered that when Dao Feng returned to the mountain, he bought himself a bunch of candied fruit sticks, and asked him to stand outside the forbidden area and give him the wind for this. He was closed for half a month and closed tightly. Later, because no one was cooking or washing, the Master released him.

Every time I think about it, Ye Shaoyang feels very shameful. A few strings of candied fruit stick fooled the Taoist Supreme Treasure Taiyi Whisk from his own hands, otherwise the baby will be his own, uh, even if he steals.

“By the way, Little Junior Brother, Dao Feng was in time for the Dragon Boat Festival when he arrived in Sichuan. He sent me a packet of rice dumplings. I opened it and saw it. A cinnabar-like drawing on the lotus leaf was a map-like thing. , Also marked the number, I copied it down, right in the store, I will show it to you. “

Ye Shaoyang frowns saying: “Map, where’s the map?”

“I don’t know, where can I know, I can’t read it.”

Ye Shaoyang groaned and drew maps with loquat leaves. The intention is obvious. Glutinous rice can ward off evil. This is to prevent “maps” from being seen by ghosts. What is so cautiously?

“Nothing but the map?” Ye Shaoyang asked.

Old Guo shook his head. “Nothing.”

Ye Shaoyang thinks about it, the biggest possibility is that Dao Feng found a mysterious and dangerous place, which may be the ghost ghost nest or the corpse king ’s forbidden area. He went in without hesitation and died, and worried that he could not figure it out. Give a map to Old Guo, so that future generations can follow the map to find the past and complete his unfinished business.

What Ye Shaoyang couldn’t figure out was, why didn’t he send the map directly to the Master, but to an outer sect? What can be done with Old Guo’s mana is not a problem.

Yuan Fang is not there, but the matter is equally strange.

Now that there are no clues and no imagination, Ye Shaoyang decides to get the map and study it slowly.

“Yes, brother, I’m going down the mountain lightly this time. I don’t have many things. You go back and pick everything you use and give me a little, and deduct from my remuneration.”

Ye Shaoyang finished, didn’t wait for Old Guo’s reply, looked up, and saw Old Guo staring straight behind him.

Ye Shaoyang hurriedly turned around, and there was nothing behind, so he was sighed in relief, saying: “Don’t scare me.”

Old Guo frowned. “No, I was looking at the painting. Why do the people on the painting seem to be moving?”

“Maybe it’s a fly, you read it wrong.” Ye Shaoyang raised his glass, took a sip, suddenly spit it out, and turned to look at it. There is an ink painting on the wall, depicting a cliff, a path, winding uphill. There is a small kiosk on the top of the mountain. The “people in the painting” said by Old Guo, wandering in the kiosk, with a touch of light, it really looks like a fly falling on the painting from afar.

Below the cliff, a crack began to appear, a little bit larger, and the rocks fell. If this continues, the small pavilion on the top of the mountain and the people in the pavilion will soon fall down the cliff together.

“I rely, it’s not painting, is it the LCD screen that’s animating?” Old Guo was shocked.

Ye Shaoyang stepped in front of Little Ma, who was playing with gold ingots before, and then fell asleep on the sofa. Ye Shaoyang only talked to Old Guo without paying attention to him. Looking over his face, his face was scary, his eyebrows were crumpled, sweat was dripping, and he was still shaking for an instant, looking very nervous.

Dreaming, just in front of one’s eyes, Little Ma is dreaming again! Painting the silhouette hovering in the pavilion is his soul!