"Lao Jin, your car is too crowded. Why don't Brother Yan and I take the bus?" ?"

"But your car is really embarrassing. The whole car is not ringing except the horn!"

"What do you know? My car is an antique. Yes, it has historical value!"

"Everything else is fine, but the important thing is that your car is a motorcycle!"

"Thud, tug, tug, tug...

Two grown men, Yan Shouyi and Long Feicheng, were sitting on Lao Jin’s little broken motorcycle, their buttocks hurting from the intense sun.

Lao Jin didn’t care at all, holding a cigarette in his mouth and riding fast against the wind.

Along the way, he ran through red lights, rushed towards pedestrians when he saw them, and even dared to press on a drainage ditch to turn a corner. You said his driving skills were good, but Yan Shouyi and Long Feicheng were really scared. It was quite embarrassing to call him poor driving skills, but he actually managed to get the two of them to their destination smoothly.

After getting out of the car, Long Feicheng ran directly to the grass on the side of the road and vomited. Although Yan Shouyi didn't vomit, his face didn't look good.

Lao Jin got out of the car with a smile, patted Long Feicheng on the back and said: "This is the first time, I will be gentler next time."

"Get out of here!" Long Feicheng pushed Lao Jin away, wishing he could push Lao Jin's broken motorcycle into the ditch right now.

Yan Shou paused for a while and looked at a path on the side of the road. The path was winding and winding, but in the end it led to a dilapidated and abandoned factory.

That is where Zhou Mingyuan’s Dharma Altar and Taoist Temple is located.

"Is Lao Chen's soul hiding here?"

Lao Jin squinted his eyes and looked at it. On the way here, Yan Shouyi and Long Feicheng told Lao Jin the ins and outs of the matter. As soon as Lao Jin heard that the trouble was caused by Chen Dawei, he immediately said that even if he didn't owe Yan Shouyi any favors, he would help him. .

"Zhou Mingyuan used to be a disciple of the Lushan Sect and was good at raising ghosts. When we go in later, you two will follow me, just in case." Yan Shouyi reminded.

Although Long Feicheng had great objections to Lao Jin’s driving skills, he still gave him one of the ghost-repelling charms at the bottom of the box for him to use for self-defense.

The three of them followed the path to the outside of the abandoned factory and walked around. The door was locked and only the second-floor windows were open.

Yan Shouyi climbed up to the second floor easily, while Long Feicheng carried Lao Jin on his back, letting Lao Jin climb up first, and then the two of them worked together to pull Long Feicheng up.

　“ThisThere must be something wrong with this ghost place, it’s so spooky! "Long Feicheng shuddered and complained.

"A place that can be used as an altar by Zhou Mingyuan must be a place where evil gathers and evil gathers. Don't scare yourself. "

Yan Shou sniffed and found that he didn't smell any strange smell, so he asked everyone to go downstairs with confidence.

Long Feicheng asked again: "Brother Yan , your nose is so good, you can even smell ghosts? "

"What I smell is not a ghost, but a corpse stench. There isn't even a corpse stench in this place, so what ghost can there be? "Yan Shouyi replied.

"I see..."

This was originally a textile factory. After it closed down, the boss ran away overseas, and the workers vacated it. I took the factory equipment and sold it to get back the money.

Now the factory is in a mess, with all kinds of garbage thrown away on the ground, covered with a thick layer of dust.

But there was only one corridor, which was a little cleaner. Yan Shou looked around and saw a statue of a god at the end of the corridor. In front of the statue were burnt incense candles.

"That should be there. . "

Yan Shouyi walked in the front, Lao Jin followed closely, Long Feicheng held the thunder talisman in his palm and stood behind the palace. The three of them came to the room at the end of the corridor.

"The door is locked. "Lao Jin frowned and said.

Long Feicheng laughed: "Just smash it open. Zhou Mingyuan is dead anyway, and no one will accuse us of breaking into a private house. ”

“It’s too hard to smash. "

Yan Shouyi took out a pair of golden scissors from his satchel, held the scissors and said:

"Invite the Jade Emperor of Mingtian, Lingxiao Palace. Shine the light, please hurry up, please hurry up, ask the golden sky, the blue sky, the Queen Mother to come quickly, borrow the golden scissors, descend to cut the hemp rope, the hemp rope will be cut into pieces without mercy, if there are wizards and cults coming to use magic, As soon as the thunder from the sky strikes you, I would like to invite the six stars of the South Dipper and the seven stars of the Big Dipper. I am here to serve you as urgently as the law dictates! "

After reciting the incantation, the golden scissors emitted light. Holding the scissors, Yan Shouyi easily cut the big lock on the door!

"I'll choke you. go! "

Long Feicheng was shocked: "Brother Yan, what kind of scissors are you talking about? Can you cut such a thick padlock just as you say? ? "

Lao Jin smiled and said: "This is the 'Golden Knife Sharp Scissor' taught by Lu Ban. Even though the scissors are golden, they are actually made of golden nanmu. It is also called Broken Gold. Scissors, as the name suggests, these scissors can only cut metal, but if they were other scissors, they would not be able to cut even a piece of paper! "

Yan Shou nodded: "Lao Jin is right. ”

As the inheritor of the ancient medical sect, it is not surprising that Lao Jin understands the Luban religion so well. Yan Shouyi is not worried that they know the content of the Golden Knife Scissor, because no matter how much they understand, without the words and deeds of the Luban successor, they will not be able to do anything. Really use the golden knife sharp shearing spell.

"Stop gossiping and be careful when you go in later!"

After Yan Shou finished speaking, he kicked open the door and looked inside the room warily.

Fortunately, there is only one room inside, and the furnishings are simple and clear, so it doesn't look dangerous.

The windows in the house are hung with thick curtains, and almost no sunlight can shine in; in the center is a long table, with tributes, incense candles, and the tablet of Lushan Jiulang on it. This is Zhou Mingyuan's altar. In addition to the futon for meditation, there are three black gourds in front of the altar. There are red ropes tied to the gourds, and a yellow Taoist talisman is wrapped around the sealing cork.

Yan Shouyi had seen this black gourd before. It was in the hands of Zhou Mingyuan. Zhou Mingyuan used this black gourd magical weapon to contain the souls of evil ghosts.

"It seems there is no danger. Let's go in and take a look together."

The three of them walked into the house. Long Feicheng relaxed his vigilance and walked around. , then slapped down the tributes on the altar, and cursed:

"If Jiulang Lushan helps Zhou Mingyuan do bad things, it is not a good thing, and he still wants to eat the tributes, bah!"

Lao Jin said with a smile: "Their ancestors have long been exhausted. It is useless for you to scold them, because all they have passed down is their will. Besides, Mr. Jin Yong said that martial arts There is nothing wrong in itself, it is the people who practice martial arts who are wrong."

Yan Shouyi squatted in front of the futon, looked at the three black gourds, and said: "Uncle Chen's soul should be inside."

"But which gourd is it in? If we open it rashly, it is very likely that the remaining souls inside will be scattered." Lao Jin was in trouble.

"It doesn't matter, I have a way."

Yan Shou blew a whistle, and the wooden bird came out of the satchel, jumped vividly, and jumped to the black In front of the gourd.

It pecked one by one, tilting its head to listen carefully to the sound, and finally stopped in front of the gourd in the middle and looked at Yan Shouyi.

“That’s it.”

As soon as Yan Shou picked up the black gourd, he felt that he had finally solved a major event.

As long as he takes the black gourd back to the hospital and borrows the help of Lao Jin, Chen Dawei will definitely be able to wake up safely. The most important thing of his trip to Rongcheng will be completed.

Long Feicheng asked: "What about the remaining two gourds?What to do? "

"Take them away too. If you have the chance, return these souls to their owners. ”

Yan Shouyi picked up all three gourds and stuffed them into his satchel. Long Feicheng was surprised to find that the three black gourds were clearly about to fill the satchel, but Yan Shouyi After stuffing all the gourds inside, the satchel did not change at all.

Is there something else going on in the satchel?

Just as the three of them were about to leave, the corridor outside the door Suddenly there were footsteps.

The three of them were shocked. Who would come to the abandoned factory at this time?

The other party was obviously related to Zhou Mingyuan, and maybe he was an accomplice. Son!

Lao Jin hid under the altar table without saying a word, but his huge body and the small altar could not hide him.

Panic At this moment, Yan Shouyi suddenly put a Taoist talisman on the heads of the two of them, and said: "Hold your breath for a while and don't make any sound. The incoming person will not be able to see us. Remember Got it! ”

After saying that, he also put a Taoist charm on his head, and then stood against the wall.

After a while, the people in the corridor came to the door. Outside.

It was a young man in a white suit. When he saw the door being opened, he couldn’t help but uttered "Huh".

Seeing the law again The black gourd in front of the altar disappeared, and the young man's face suddenly darkened.

What he couldn't see was that on both sides of the altar, Yan Shouyi and three others stood upright holding their breath.

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　“Damn it, my soul was stolen! ”

The young man cursed angrily, kicked over the altar, turned around, took out his cell phone, and dialed a number.

Taking advantage of this moment, the three Everyone hurriedly ventilated, Lao Jin was particularly hard-working, and his face turned red from holding back.

　“Hello? We are late, the souls collected by Zhou Mingyuan were stolen! "

"In a few days it will be my wife's 300th birthday. If I don't collect enough souls, how can I stand out among so many descendants? "

"Damn guy... The text message Liu Weiwu sent said that the person who was against Zhou Mingyuan was the security captain of Shanghang Art School. He was the one who killed my third brother. Maybe he was the one who killed me. It was that boy who stole the soul! "

"Forget it, my grandpa's birthday is important. That boy named Yan Shouyi will be dealt with slowly afterwards. You quickly contact other people and you must help me get enough souls, otherwise You are good-looking! "

"What? Can't do it? Can you say that again? Can you say that again? at meIs there anything that Bai Yusheng can't do in front of him? ! "

The young man hung up the phone, lit a cigarette, stayed in the room for a while, spat on the scattered altar, and then walked out slowly.

As soon as he walked away, Yan Shouyi and the others appeared. Lao Jin and Long Feicheng were breathing heavily. Looking at them, they almost suffocated to death.

Yan Shouyi breathed evenly and seemed to be doing well, but his brows were furrowed.

The young man just now was from the Bai family, and his name was Bai Yusheng—that is, Zhou Ming According to Yuan Kou, that big shot of the Bai family who can help him return to the Lushan Sect?

This big shot is so young?

Why does he have the ability to control the Lushan Sect?

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What troubles him the most is that he killed the Bai family kid and was against Zhou Mingyuan, and Wei Ge actually reported them all.

As you can imagine, what happened next When I get down, I will soon face the revenge of the Bai family.

Fortunately, Bai Yusheng’s wife is celebrating her birthday soon, and the Bai family has no time to take care of anything else.

Leaving Rongcheng It’s impossible, he’s still waiting to pick up his father from prison in December.

“I feel like things are not going well. "Yan Shouyi said to himself.