The Celestial Master of Time Traveling

Now that they had obtained the Jinlan cassock, they were ready to take the other two.The other two items still need a psychic psychic to get them. Naturally, they have to use the means of foreign teachers to borrow Wujin Nanmu Muyu first.

The abbot of Huang'en Temple suggested: "Three days later, monks from Dongli Kingdom happened to come to our Huang'en Temple, which is regarded as a wandering. At that time, the poor monk will recommend the two benefactors, and the rest will only be based on the two."

"That's easy to say, thank you Master Abbot." Zhuang Xian cupped his hands in a salute. After all, he is a person who has traveled through the cultivation world. These ancient etiquettes, he did so smoothly, and even made people feel very elegant.

Jiang Yuxuan suddenly remembered that when the company held a Hanfu Culture Week event, Zhuang Xian, who was dressed in a gorgeous wedding dress made in the Song Dynasty, was both glamorous and dignified. beauty.

Afterwards, the men's and women's CP Hanfu naturally sold at a high price, and the sales volume reached a new high.

"No wonder, after all, the temperament is there." Jiang Yuxuan couldn't help holding his chin, and praised in a low voice. "It's true that a beauty lies in the bone but not in the skin. Not everyone has the natural aristocratic temperament of Brother Xian."

"What's wrong?" Han Jiangxue on the side didn't know why.

Turning his head quickly to cover up his embarrassment, Jiang Yuxuan was a little annoyed at himself for being attracted by Zhuang Xian, whom he knew so well that he lost his mind: "It's okay, I should prepare to deal with foreign guests."

"We'll handle those dealings for you. Just do a good job of translating, and you don't need to be too nervous." Han Jiangxue smiled obediently, "Even if those devils want to make a wrong idea, you have to ask my old lady's fist if she agrees. "

Amused by what she said, Jiang Yuxuan was helpless: "Don't talk about devils, it's a peaceful age."

"We are devils. Our family lived in the past and participated in the War of Resistance." Han Jiangxue insisted, "We are the descendants of heroes."

With a perfunctory smile, Jiang Yuxuan pushed Han Jiangxue: "As expected of God of War. Then God of War must help. We don't have Dongli's contacts."

"It's okay, Brother Xian is eloquent. This little thing won't bother him." Han Jiangxue blinked at Zhuang Xian, "Anyway, if someone has a bad start, I will provide durian skins, chestnut shells and other things. Brother Yuxuan, you are welcome."

"Then you have to prepare early. After all, there are always people who don't fight for three days and go to the house to expose the tiles." Jiang Yuxuan raised his eyebrows.

Zhuang Xian protested: "Those lynchings of the underworld cannot be used indiscriminately."

"But for you, beating is kissing, scolding is love." Han Jiangxue watched the excitement without thinking it was a big deal, "You are as indestructible as a diamond, and you are as awesome as the Eighteen Arhats. You are not afraid of such a small punishment at all."

Han Wei was really helpless, and hurriedly pulled the three of them out: "This is a pure place of Buddhism, Jiang Xue is not allowed to say these things."

"It's really a sin, a sin..." Han Wei clasped his hands together, begging Kong for his niece's sin. "I also hope that the Buddha will not care about this child, she is young and ignorant."

"Amitabha, you are so kind." Han Jiangxue couldn't help laughing "puchi" when she saw her uncle's old-fashioned appearance. "Uncle, you didn't say it was a sin when I took care of the housework."

The so-called housework she was talking about was of course not what ordinary housewives do, but what gangs do every day, including peaceful transactions and fighting with weapons.

"That's within our gang. According to the family tradition, I become a monk. I'm not worried about our family's luck in the future. We must always accumulate good deeds and accumulate more blessings."

Unable to resist poking Han Jiangxue's forehead, Han Wei persuaded him earnestly.

"Jiang Xue is becoming more and more skillful in dealing with these matters. But I still hope that you can stay on the front line in everything. After all, the sons and daughters of the rivers and lakes take the lead in righteousness, so don't attack too hard and cut off your own way."

"I see, don't worry, uncle." Han Jiangxue nodded obediently.

She grabbed her uncle's arm, shook it back and forth, and said coquettishly, "Is that why you don't trust me? He has already added new land cards to our gang, absorbed talents, and expanded our business."

"I know, Axue is the most capable, and I have already taken black and white." Although Han Wei did not watch Han Jiangxue grow up, he still knows how to read people, so naturally he must affirm Han Jiangxue's ability. "Your father can wait for bail at ease."

Han Jiangxue took her uncle and sat down in the long pavilion beside her: "After all, I know barrister Ma Yufang very well. She has been busy with her father recently, and it has been very hard. Dad will be out soon, and uncle will be here soon." Always remember to pray for Dad."

"Good boy." Han Wei gently rubbed his niece's hair, "It's on uncle."

Two days later, at a hotel near Huang'en Temple, someone called the police: "Someone hanged himself in the room, and he died for a long time!"

Realizing that this matter was not easy, Zhuang Xian and Jiang Yuxuan pretended to be waiters while the police had just left, and mingled in the hotel to check the situation.

"Sir, please help us send this dress to dry cleaning." Before reaching the room where the incident happened on the sixth floor, some guests really thought they were waiters, took out a suit and handed it over. "Waiting to wear it, thank you."

After all, Zhuang Xian could only smile and agree: "We are honored to serve you. Now we will send the clothes to the front desk. We should send the clothes to you before 04:30 in the afternoon."

After a standard bow, Zhuang Xian really took the clothes away.

After getting on the employee-only elevator, he saw the real waiter, and hurriedly handed over the clothes to save time.

When the waiter saw the clothes, his face became ugly: "This is not for living people at all, it's made of paper!"

Seeing the three of them in the elevator, the waiter lowered his voice and kindly reminded: "Don't go to room 613, it's haunted."

"But..." Zhuang Xian, as a celestial master who specializes in catching ghosts, of course cannot be afraid of ghosts. He also deliberately trembled in order to act like an ordinary person, and his whole body even started to tremble.

Holding back the waiter, Zhuang Xian continued to pretend to be a coward: "We met a gentleman at 420. He was in a hurry to use the clothes and asked us to send them for dry cleaning."

Quickly winking at Jiang Yuxuan, Jiang Yuxuan also pretended to be terribly scared: "Brother, don't scare us. I have been afraid of the dark since I was a child, and I dare not walk alone at night..."

"Room 420?" The waiter only cared about this information.

"Yes." Zhuang Xian nodded.

The waiter looked horrified: "There is no one in that room at all."

"We're new here, I don't know..." Zhuang Xian's teeth chattered, "I can't do it, I feel like peeing after you say it... Where is the toilet?"

"The toilets for employees are located in the northeast corner of each floor. However, it has been haunted recently, and everyone doesn't go to the toilet in the hotel..."

"But I can't do it anymore, I'm going to suffocate to death!" Zhuang Xian rushed out of the elevator after reaching the fifth floor, and Jiang Yuxuan followed: "No, I don't worry about him being alone. He is from my hometown, let's come to the city together Those who work have to take care of each other.”

The closer you get to the toilet, the more you can feel the rancid smell here.

After burning a yellow talisman, Zhuang Xian walked in front, pulling the fishing net line along the way: "The yin is so heavy, it seems that it is indeed haunted."

"But there's something wrong with this breath." Jiang Yuxuan couldn't tell what was wrong. "I always feel that this evil thing doesn't seem to be here all the time..."

"We have eradicated the ghosts in Huang'en Temple. Logically, it is impossible for something from the Monk Temple to escape." Zhuang Xian also felt that something was wrong.

He looked at the fishing net line seriously, and the yin energy on it had a special smell: "Although there is a lot of resentment here, I still feel that this ghost is not always there. It seems to be money that suddenly appeared."

Keep going, and you will soon be in the toilet.It was still daytime, and of course ghosts would not appear casually. The two of them checked the toilet once when no one was using it.

"There is something wrong with a urinal in the men's bathroom." Jiang Yuxuan explained what he saw, "There was crying, very weak, but it should be a woman's voice."

"I found nothing special in the women's bathroom, only this." Zhuang Xian handed over a special wooden box, "The soot here is mixed with the smell of cherry blossoms."

"What's wrong with that?" Jiang Yuxuan didn't understand.

Zhuang Xian also had no idea: "I can only go there at night and come back again. The most we can do now is to set up a formation, and we don't have an answer for the time being."

"It should be hookah ash." Jiang Yuxuan thought for a long time seriously, "I remember old people in the past, some people would smoke hookah, but hookah bags are no longer sold."

"The person who can use shisha with high-end spices must be very expensive." Zhuang Xian could only think of this level. The two had already left the hotel and were waiting for the bus. "But this hotel is only a three-star hotel. Wealthy women are generally not willing to stay."

There are indeed luxury hotels with better supporting services here. For rich women, the accommodation fee is nothing at all.

At the very least, living in a one-person suite and enjoying the best service is much safer than an ordinary hotel where you have to deal with all kinds of teachings.

"Indeed, that fragrance is made from the top-grade Yae cherry blossoms using ancient methods." Jiang Yuxuan dug out the album that the expert gave him before, turned to those pages, and showed Zhuang Xian.

Although the painting style is clumsy, for Zhuang Xian who also knows how to draw stick figures, the content of this album is quite easy to understand.The expert didn't know many characters, and not only did he have many typos in the text, but he also used patterns to replace the characters he couldn't write.

Even though it has become a Martian text, Zhuang Xian is still not stumped: "That expert, even though he has been trapped on the cliff, is so knowledgeable."

"What the hell did he say?" Jiang Yuxuan actually didn't quite understand these Martian characters, but it happened that Zhuang Xian, a soul artist, understood it, so of course he had to ask.

"This is the favorite spice of noble women in the Edo period of Dongli, and it is the first choice of spice for smoking Wu clothes."

The author's gossip: Finally, the code is finished, Zhuang Xian and the others are going to "solve the case".