It's a celestial master, not a Taoist priest

Feng Quan silently swallowed what he was going to say next.

Yin Cong ate gracefully and slowly, taking a spoonful of porridge in two sips.After he finished his meal and carefully wiped the corners of his mouth and fingers, Feng Quan finally had a chance to say what he had held back for a long time:

"—Where is the host of the spirit?"

Yin Congdao: "I used the yin energy from Ji Ling's body to make a tracking spell. As long as Ji Ling moves, I will detect it. Before that, what do you think?"

Feng Quan said: "First of all, we need to sort out the whole incident. Shi Yue, Fang Tong, and Duan Wu's cause of death—in addition to Jiling, there are other people involved, and this person is the person involved in the trafficking of human organs. Therefore, to be able to fit in with Duan Wu to the greatest extent, to become the most suitable parasite, and to exert Duan Wu's greatest strength-the person who is parasitized by Duan Wu should be the person who sells human organs related to Shi Yue and Fang Tong. "

Yin Cong frowned and thought for a moment, but what he asked was something that had nothing to do with what Feng Quan said:

"Why do you pay so much attention to this spirit?"

Feng Quan was taken aback, and asked back, "What about you?"

Yin Cong replied: "The responsibility lies."

Feng Quan said: "Me too." He thought back, "'A celestial master relies on the way of enslaving ghosts and gods, and there are so many demons in this world, so I made a great wish to get rid of them'. I first became a celestial master and worshiped Sanqing Grandpa said it."

Yin Congdao: "But you are very different from other celestial masters I have seen."

"Oh?" Feng Quanpo held his chin with interest, "Why is it different?"

Yin Cong shook his head, "I can't say it, but I don't hate it."

Feng Quan was flattered, "Hey, the evaluation is quite high. The landlord is very happy, so now the landlord is going upstairs to clean your room."

An hour later, Feng Quan regretted what he said to clean Yin Cong's room.

"There's no rubbish, but there's still dust."

"The bedding needs to be replaced with new ones."

"Has this new quilt been placed for too long? It can even shoot dust."

"You're going to use incense to..."

"Shut up!" Feng Quan couldn't bear it anymore, his face was gloomy. "Is it possible to live? If you are not satisfied, you can sleep on the street."

Yin Cong lowered his eyes and didn't speak.

Feng Quan will not bear it at all: "Either sleep like this, or go out and sleep on the street. You choose one."

Yin Cong pursed his lips, "No one has lived here for at least a month."

Feng Quan raised his chin, "Then?"

Yin Cong: "I want to sleep in your room."

Feng Quan said: "You really don't know what politeness is..." He suddenly thought of something, and changed the subject, "Okay, then I'll sleep here, you go to my room."

Yin Cong turned pale, and followed Feng Quan to his room.Standing at the door, Feng Quan smiled and invited him in.

Yin Cong walked in undefended.

And Feng Quan quickly closed the door behind him, locked it - Liang Yin never knew how to open it - and then went to the guest room on the second floor that he cleaned neatly.

He quickly took off his clothes and went to bed, stretched his limbs comfortably, and looked at the time, it was already twelve o'clock.

Thinking of why he returned to the bedroom so late, Feng Quan couldn't help but feel a bit of fear.

Yin never knew how long he was going to live here. Could it be that he was going to live like this every day?But thinking of Yin Cong who was downstairs now, Feng Quan smiled sinisterly, then rolled his arms around the pillow and fell asleep.

At this time, Yin Cong, who was in Fengquan's room downstairs, had a dark face.

The scene in front of me was like a garbage dump.

The bedding on the bed was a mess, with wrinkled clothes inside; mismatched slippers were everywhere, and there was a box of instant noodles with soup on the table.There was a pile of snack packages under the desk, the residue spilled on the carpet, and the trash can was full and piled high.

Feng Quan, who was sleeping soundly, didn't know that someone passed through the wall in the middle of the night, and stood in front of the bed with a gloomy face and stared at him all night.

When the sky was approaching dawn, Feng Quan was woken up by the crisp sound of dishes clashing.

After he finished washing slowly, he walked downstairs, halfway through the aroma wafting from the kitchen, making him sleepless.As soon as Feng Quan's eyes lit up, he saw Yin Cong was wearing an apron and bringing out steaming dishes from the kitchen.

The living room is clean and bright, the floor has been mopped so shiny; the tableware and instant noodles from last night on the dining table have been cleared away, and the already full trash can is empty.

Feng Quan waited until Yin Cong returned to the kitchen, tiptoed down the stairs, pushed open his bedroom door and peeped in.Immediately surprised, the sheets and quilts were replaced with new ones, and they were meticulously folded, and there was no sign that someone had slept on them; The rubbish was gone, and the carpet turned white, as if it had been washed.There was a faint scent of agarwood in the air.

Feng Quan couldn't help sighing, "Is this still my room?"

"No." Yin Cong's voice sounded from his ear.When Feng Quan turned his head, Yin Congzheng folded the apron on his arm.He blows his eyelashes without raising his head:

"This will be my room from now on."

Feng Quan said: "There's no problem with this, it's just breakfast..."

Yin Cong said ruthlessly: "It's not for you."

"Don't do that." Feng Quan quickly walked to the dining table and sat down, picked up the porridge and took a sip, narrowing his eyes comfortably:

"Don't forget that there is still rent. For three meals a day, I will give you half of the rent."

Yin Cong kept a cold face and said nothing.

After eating and drinking, Feng Quan wiped his mouth with his hands: "After eating, I will take you to find Duan Wu's host."

Yin Cong frowned: "Isn't there a napkin next to it? Go wash your hands."

Feng Quan looked at the dean-like face of the other party, and went to the bathroom in desperation.

Feng Quan took Yin Cong to a cafe opposite the shop opened by Liang Xingcheng. There were no people here, and the environment was not quiet. It seemed that it was at risk of going bankrupt.

Then I saw Feng Quan and Yin Cong, and the boss welcomed them very warmly.

After ordering from the enthusiastic boss, Feng Quan took Yin Cong, who was frowning and critical, to sit down.

And through the window of this coffee shop, you can just see the Datong Clinic not far from Huiyuantang.

"That's right there." Feng Quan said in a low voice, "The owner of that clinic should be responsible for luring—or abducting and selling people's organs. I've met him twice before, and then I felt how he made me feel It's a bit wrong; but my ability has degenerated, and I didn't realize at that time that this is a sense of disobedience for a person who has a ghost."

Yin Cong frowned and said, "What are you going to do?"

"What should I do?" Feng Quan smiled mysteriously, "Leave it to you."

Yin Cong looked at him quietly.

Feng Quan said: "Don't look at me like that. I've always hated dealing with ghosts. The power of a celestial master is enough to control demons, not human beings. If you don't understand this, then I'm really stupid."

Yin Cong asked lightly: "Then do you think I can handle people's affairs?"

"Uh..." Feng Quan thought that the other party had just "come down the mountain" and didn't understand the world, so he was dumbfounded, "Let's see."

Within a few minutes, the elegant man with gold-rimmed glasses got out of a car and opened the door of the clinic.

Yin Cong looked over there and squinted his eyes.

"See?" Feng Quan asked Yin Cong, "What do you think?"

Yin Cong shook his head.

Feng Quan frowned, "What do you mean?"

Yin never spoke because their coffee had already been served.

Feng Quan didn't intend to count on Yin Cong, so while the boss was leaving, he took out the talisman paper and quickly folded a talisman paper figurine under the table.He snapped his fingers when he folded it, and a cluster of blue and white flames appeared above his thumb and forefinger.

Yin Cong watched his movements with a little curiosity in his eyes that was not easy to detect.

Feng Quan squinted his eyes, the talisman paper figure moved, jumped into the wall and disappeared.

Feng Quan said: "It's the wall penetration technique you used before, I changed it and put it on the talisman paper."

Yin Cong said: "I have something to do, I have to leave first."

Feng Quan pouted, "Let's go, don't forget the way back to the community."

Feng Quan attached the talisman to He Liang, the owner of the Datong Clinic, so that whenever there was Yin Qi around the other party, he could find out what the other party was doing.After thinking about it, he waved to the boss and asked:

"Boss, how is the level of medical treatment at the Datong Clinic opposite?"

The boss is a middle-aged woman who is very stylishly dressed. Hearing this, she praised:

"The level is high. Although Dr. He is young, he is a doctoral student of Kyoto Medical University who has studied abroad. After graduation, he worked in our Nancheng Central Hospital for five years, and then opened a small clinic near his home to benefit his neighbors, so as not to get sick. The hospital can’t even register his number. Now he just sits in the central hospital every Friday.”

Feng Quan changed his mind, but said with a smile on his face: "Understood, thank you boss."

When he was about to go back, he saw Yi Bai walking towards Liang Xingcheng's shop.After thinking about it, he also went to Huiyuan Hall.

When he entered, Liang Xingcheng was explaining precautions to Yi Bai, Feng Quan took a closer look, and there was a pile of traditional Chinese medicine in front of Yi Bai.

He waited aside, and after Yi Bai and Liang Xingcheng finished talking, he asked:

"Yibai, are you weak?"

Liang Xingcheng also said: "That's right, Xiao Yi, I think you are quite strong, and you can't take supplements indiscriminately."

Yi Bai waved his hand: "It's not for me to eat, but to make up for my children. By the way, old man Liang, you really don't have any dead work here?"

"No, no," Liang Xingcheng blew his beard and stared, "I didn't say, just for this scar on your face, don't go out to pick up business and ruin our reputation. You are full of hostility, and I'm afraid that if you go there They were superseded, but the body was raised by the superseding."

Yi Bai regretfully said: "I have memorized all the mourning words."

Liang Xingcheng: "The mourning speech was given by the funeral officer!"

Feng Quan was interested and said, "Do you want to accept business?"

"Yeah." Yi Bai nodded, "Make money to support my children."

Feng Quan said: "You help me, I'll pay, how about it?"

Yi Bai looked him up and down with interest, and didn't ask what to do to help. "Okay."

So the matter was settled.Yi Bai took the medicine to give to his children, and Feng Quan looked for books in Liang Xingcheng's shop.In the evening, Yi Bai came back with two sticks of boiled corn.