Zeng Yunzi has suffered from insomnia for several nights. It should be said that he has stayed up all night for several nights, but he has not slept well for half a month.Whenever he was going to sleep, some black shadows would always appear in front of him and wake him up. After waking up, his whole body felt very cold.

Like a ghost.

But Zeng Yunzi didn't call immediately to find someone to help with this matter. He is a master craftsman, and he has the eighth level of Qi training, so what can a mere ghost do to him, and maybe it's not a ghost, but someone else messed up something Hands and feet, because I have lived in the Rose Star Field for so many years, for some reason, there is no ghost cultivator, and there are no ghosts, so Zeng Yunzi feels more and more that someone may be targeting him.

Now is the era of self-cultivation, and the cultivation of immortals has appeared, so it is not impossible to use some means to give people this phenomenon.

But Zeng Yunzi soon changed his mind, because he found that after several days, he could not find a solution to this phenomenon, and the situation became more and more serious, which had already affected his daily life.

He couldn't sleep at night, couldn't sleep during the day, and it didn't help if he changed his place of residence. Even in the daytime, as long as he wanted to sleep, that cold feeling would appear, like a shadow, everywhere.

Gradually, not only Zeng Yunzi himself knew about this matter, but also people around him felt it, and the most obvious one was his apprentice He Qiu.

On this day, Zeng Yunzi woke up from the dream again, quickly got up and took a big sip of water to recover. After sitting on the bed for a while, he found that his back was cold.

He Qiu heard the movement and ran in from the door, with a concerned face: "Master, are you having nightmares again?"

"Damn boy, forget it if you know it, why do you still say it." Zeng Yunzi's face was full of displeasure, a rather old man who liked to save face, said in a hoarse voice: "Bring me another glass of water, I'm thirsty me."

He Qiu hurriedly went out and poured water for his master. It was not a glass, but a big bottle. One glass might not be enough.Three days ago, his master began to live in the refining room. Every time he relied on the refining to make himself sleepy from exhaustion, but every time he slept for a short time, he still sweated a lot in his dream. When he woke up, he would at least have to Drink a bottle of water.

After a few days, He Qiu had already figured it out.

Sure enough, Zeng Yunzi drank a bottle of water in one go, and only after finishing it did he feel alive again.He Qiu couldn't see it very well, and after thinking about it, he said, "Master, you can't go on like this, you have to find someone to see what's going on."

When Zeng Yunzi heard it, he immediately blew his beard and stared, "Damn boy, why didn't I find someone to watch it? It's not like you didn't see it. It's useless at all. Who else can I go to?"

Which one of the monks above the eighth level of the Federation's qi training has not been found?They were still looking for the elders of those famous families.Although people can practice now, those with advanced cultivation levels are still generally not high, and those who have practiced qi above the eighth level can almost be a manager of a moderate size in the sect.

Zeng Yunzi is a master craftsman, the quality of the refined spirit weapon is very good, and he has maintained a good relationship with those big masters. This time he specially asked someone to help him for this matter, but it still didn't work.

He Qiu actually said that he didn't find anyone, which made Zeng Yunzi angry.He Qiu quickly apologized and explained faithfully, "Master, you misunderstood me. I didn't mean that. What I meant was to find a master who specializes in this area!"

Feeling that he hadn't finished speaking, Zeng Yunzi narrowed his eyes: "What do you mean?"

He Qiu was a little embarrassed, and sneered: "It's such a master. I just met a master. He may have some ideas in this regard. I have a friend who almost encountered a disaster and had an accident. It was the master who instructed him to let him go. I avoided it, so I tried to get in touch with the master, so you see..."

So this is cut first and played later?

"What about others?"

"It should be here soon." He Qiu glanced at the time.

"You brat, why did you bring people here! This is where I work, don't you know how many works there are?!" Zeng Yunzi raised his hand and slapped He Qiu on the back of the head, so angry that he even cursed Say a few words to him, brat.

In the end, it was because He Qiu was his apprentice, and he stopped for the sake of him.Ouch, what crime did he do to accept such a stupid apprentice.Zeng Yunzi sighed, and He Qiu stepped forward to pat him on the back with a smile, heaving a sigh of relief from the bottom of his heart.

It's not that he can't take the master to other places, but he feels that the problem lies with the master. The master has been living here for the past few days, so he called the master here.

Master is getting old, and his lifespan is 250 years, but he has been focusing on refining tools, not caring much about his cultivation. When he has grown a little, he will be almost 200 years old, and now he only has Good life for 50 years.

In recent years, he has been a little mentally ill due to work, and the recent nightmare has greatly reduced his energy. It must be exhausting to make him walk around. If this time can make Master stop having nightmares, then he will be scolded a lot. It doesn't matter once.

On the other side, Yun Chuan and Ning Yuetian also came to this private processing factory. The gray-black processing factory looked extremely cold and majestic. The moment they saw this processing factory, their reactions were completely different.

Yun Chuan took out the communicator and planned to contact him to confirm the location.

Ning Yuetian had a weird expression on his face, and then raised his eyebrows in a funny way. Isn't this private processing factory Master Zeng's processing factory? I didn't expect that it was Zeng Yunzi who asked for help.Before Yun Chu'an wanted to refine weapons, he said he wanted to see Master Zeng to gain some experience, but he failed, and he sent it to his door without even thinking about the opportunity.

"Yes, I'm already here, okay, then I'll wait for a while." Yun Chuan dialed He Qiu's communication number, confirmed the information with him, He Qiu asked him to wait here, and he agreed.

After hanging up the phone, Yun Chu'an was about to talk to Ning Yuetian about this matter, but found that Ning Yuetian looked at the processing factory with subtle eyes.

"Yue, is there a problem with this processing plant?" Yun Chuan asked vigilantly, and took a step back towards the car, as if the processing plant had a problem and was about to leave quickly.

Hearing this, Ning Yuetian was stunned for a moment, how could Yun Chuan think so, Yun Chuan still looked vigilant, with a bit of disgust in it, and even took out his optical brain to search for some information, he Only then did he realize that his eyes were smudged with layers of joy.

Yun Chuan was worried about him, he mistakenly believed that the owner of the processing factory also had conflicts with him, which was not good for him.

Ning Yuetian who wanted to understand was full of joy, but in fact, Yun Chuan really didn't blame him for thinking so, whoever made his leg have problems and then encountered would harm him, and few would help him.

"No." Ning Yuetian, who was happy in his heart, grabbed Yun Chuan's hand and said, "This processing plant is fine, but there are some situations, and you will know in a while."

"Mr. Yun!" Yun Chuan was about to ask what was going on, when He Qiu from a distance ran over, very fast, rushed over in a few seconds, gasped and asked enthusiastically and eagerly: "Is it Mr. Yun?" ? I asked Ma Xiao to contact you, He Qiu."

No, it was not him that Ma Xiao contacted, but Ning Yuetian.He Qiu could only see himself, so Yun Chuan silently turned his eyes to Ning Yuetian.

Seeing Yun Chuan's eyes moving, He Qiu followed him and followed his eyes to look to the side. Then, he almost couldn't catch his breath.Clutching his chest, he coughed violently, "Cough cough cough cough!!! Yuan, Yuan cough cough cough, Marshal!"

He Qiu was shocked and anxious, how could it be Marshal, how could Marshal Ning come here? !He was anxious to say hello to Ning Yuetian, but the more anxious he became, the more he couldn't breathe, his face became red with coughing, his neck thickened, and he looked extremely uncomfortable.

Yun Chuan: "..."

His eyes widened, didn't he, why is He Qiu so excited?

It's also because Yun Chu'an doesn't understand He Qiu, because He Qiu is also a fan of Ning Yuetian. It can be said that today's younger generation, who pay a little attention to the military, are basically fans of Ning Yuetian.It was also because he was also a fan of Ning Yuetian that he met Ma Xiao, who was completely incompatible in their careers.

He is even worse than Ma Xiao, because his master accepted Ning Yuetian's mecha transformation work, and he admired Ning Yuetian's tenacious character even more, so he worshiped Ning Yuetian even more. It can be said that he is a fan.

Woohoo, Ma Xiao hurt me!

Why didn't he say that Grandmaster and Marshal Ning knew each other, why didn't he say that Marshal Ning would come over, if he knew he should have cleaned up, he wouldn't be so sloppy to meet his idol.

It's a pity that the two people in front of him didn't know his psychology. When He Qiu's breathing eased a little, he gently asked him not to worry, and then asked him to take them in. Don't make Master Zeng wait.

He Qiu responded with tears in his eyes, turned around and led the two of them to the factory.Yun Chuan pushed Ning Yuetian's wheelchair and walked behind him, and asked He Qiu about the specific situation of this incident while walking.

Speaking of business, He Qiu had to pack up other emotions in his heart, honestly and in detail, and finally asked Yun Chuan nervously, "Master, please see what happened to my master, why did he Is that so?"

Yun Chuan thought about it, there was no tension on his face, he thought for a while and said: "According to your description, there are many ways to cause this situation, I have to go to the scene or see the person involved to determine what it is caused."

"Master, is it serious?!" He Qiu was in a hurry, his face was a little ashamed, "Yes, if it was not serious, those masters must have solved it long ago."

His face was so ugly, Yun Chuan patted his shoulder in relief, and said with a smile: "Don't be too nervous, this kind of thing is usually not serious, it's just that the cause cannot be determined now, as long as the cause is determined, then It can be easily resolved.”

He Qiu felt relieved, "Hahaha, that's good." He hurried to the door, his pupils unlocked, "Master, we're here, please come in."

Yun Chuan and Ning Yuetian went in, and He Qiu briefly introduced their processing factory as he went in. While talking, he suddenly thought of something, and asked with some embarrassment: "Master, I don't know how you charge. yes?"

He Qiu wasn't worried that the fees would be too expensive, but felt that a master like Yun Chuan definitely didn't charge money, but charged some special and rare items, and he was worried about whether he could provide them.

Yun Chu'an has already seen the finished spiritual weapons in the processing factory. After 3000 years of development, many things are better than those on the earth, and the technology in some aspects is also relatively advanced.

He smiled, pointed at one of the meteor hammer-shaped spiritual tools, and said, "If I solve your master's problem, can I have a technical exchange about refining tools?"

Ning Yuetian said that the master who refined Ning Tian would not allow him to communicate, so he would find another master.

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