Male Meng Po

"Hello? Brother, long time no see. Don't hang up!"

In the bedroom of the apartment, a young man with dyed yellow hair was sitting cross-legged on the bed, playing with his laptop and making calls on his mobile phone.

"Xiao Leng, you won't cause any trouble again." A middle-aged man's voice came out from the phone with a deep voice, impatient in his words, "Since you have already left the teacher, if something happens, you should Take care of yourself, I can't just wipe your ass every day."

Leng Bulen raised his eyebrows: "How can it be, I just didn't grasp it well last time in An'an Town, did I accidentally fall into it? I didn't expect that there would be stiffness there. Speaking of which, I have never seen stiffness. "

"Don't go if you haven't seen you before. Even I may not be [-]% sure when you encounter something like a zombie. You are lucky to come out alive." The man on the other end of the phone said angrily.

"Okay, I see." Leng Bulen responded casually.

The man snorted, guessing that Leng Bulen didn't take his words to heart, he didn't bother to try to persuade him, so he asked directly: "What can I do on the phone?"

"I need your help to look at something." Leng Bulen said, "Do you still remember Bu Yingjie? The youngest one among the three horizontal gates."

The man on the other side of the phone was silent for a moment, and replied: "Remember, that little guy."

"This time he was the one who hooked up and said that there is something extremely dark for you to take a look at." Leng Bulen said.

The man said: "Can't he see this little thing?"

"It's because he doesn't know how to look at you. You are a heavenly master with better knowledge than him." Leng Bulen said.

The man sighed: "The Sanheng Daomen, which has been passed on longer than our Qingshanmen, has no ability at all, so it's over."

Leng Bulen laughed, and didn't take up his senior brother's words, but he felt the same way in his heart.

When their master Qin Ji Taoist met with the head of Sanhengdao, he once mentioned the fate of his three apprentices.The eldest is short-lived, the second is rebellious by nature, and the third has a temper. I am afraid that there will be no successors. I hope he can take another apprentice.

But the head of the Sanheng Dao Sect shook his head, saying that there are not many Sanheng Dao disciples, and the existence is only for an agreement.The ancestors once made a fortune telling that they would always complete the agreement during the duration of the Daomen. After that, it doesn't matter whether the Sanheng Daomen is there or not.

Compared to that, he cared more about the short lifespan of the big apprentice.

For this reason, he even asked Taoist Qin Ji about the method of life-changing. Taoist Qin Ji understood the mood of the head of Sanhengdao, and wrote down the method of life-changing and sent it to the past. After a while, he was sent back by Yutang.

Those who want to deceive the way of heaven will not have good results.Especially for those who cast spells, Yutang claimed that he was willing to obey the destiny.

"If the head of Sanhengdao had changed Yutang's life back then, maybe the result of Sanhengdao would not be like this now." Leng Bulen sighed.

The person on the phone was silent for a while, then said, "Who knows."

This topic is too heavy. How many Taoist sects have disappeared in the long river of time from ancient times to the present, even though their Qingshan Taoist sect is very famous now, how come they don’t know it after 200 years.Leng Bulen turned back to the topic and continued to talk about that extremely dark thing: "I heard from Bu Yingjie that a strange cup was found in the hands of two people. I can't tell the dynasty and origin, so I want to ask you to take a look."

The man on the other side of the phone said: "It's from the tomb. If it's good, do you still want me to give you a good price?" There are really too many people who sell his evil things by looking at them for you. .

Leng Bulen: "I didn't say that."

The man snorted coldly: "Then bring it and have a look, if it's not bad, I'll take it. If it's something evil, it won't save them from using it to harm others."

Leng Bulen: "Then make an appointment?"

Man: "It just so happens that I'm going down tomorrow, I'll go to Ghost Street to have a look, you ask them to come together, we'll meet at Ghost Street."

Leng Bulen responded, hung up the phone, and sent a message to Bu Yingjie.

Ghost Street, he hasn't been there for a long time, so he just went to see the excitement that day, and happened to see the extremely yin thing that Bu Yingjie said could not be compared with the yinest thing in the world.

If you can get this kind of evil thing, then you don't know how many people died in the team of those two people.

Bu Yingjie didn't reveal the identities and names of those two people, Leng Bulen, like his senior brother, thought that the two were fighting against each other.Generally speaking, in this business, the more evil the things you get, the higher the danger. It is common for several people to die in the tomb.

Otherwise, apart from the cemetery, where else can you touch the extremely yin thing.

On the other side, after receiving the reply, Bu Yingjie happily told Yan Wang and Yue Banqi the news.

Hades asked, "Where is the ghost street?" He only knew the ghost street in the city of Wushi, so it should be said that the whole is a ghost city.In the past, when the gate was set up in the Yang Realm during a special period, a few light-hearted scholars would always come in and cause all kinds of troubles. As a result, the King of Hades became so cruel that he simply closed the city of death in vain.

That's how it should be, they all went to the underworld, so why bother to stay in the Yang world, honestly wait until the reincarnation is not enough.

"Ghost Street is actually Shanqian Street in the west of Kyoto City. Ghost Street is what people in our circle of celestial masters call it. Because that street is very close to the ghost gate, many ghosts will pass by there during the ghost festival. They sell things from the underworld on the street at night. That’s why we call it Ghost Street. Except for Taoist priests, few ordinary people go there. There are a lot of antique artifacts sold there, and some unclean things will also be sent there for disposal. .” Bu Yingjie explained.Coincidentally, the Ghost Festival begins, and the ghost street will be lively for a period of time no matter it is day or night.

Moon Half Seven: "An unclean thing?"

Bu Yingjie said mysteriously: "It's something from grave robbers. It's kind of evil and unclean. The shops on the street also sell this kind of stuff." He still didn't mention the matter of people being regarded as tomb robbers. He felt that it was meaningless to say it, and it would not affect the decision of these two big bosses.

"Oh." Yue Banqi nodded and stopped asking.

The next afternoon, Yue Banqi and Yan Wang were taken to Ghost Street by Bu Yingjie.Ghost Street is not long, but there are many people, all dressed up in different styles, some wearing traditional Taoist robes, and openly carrying a mahogany sword on their backs.Some are dressed in fashion, with dyed hair and nose rings, and they look more like delinquent girls.

Yue Banqi suddenly felt that the yellow-haired man he had seen was well-behaved enough.

And the things here are indeed very interesting.

Leaving aside the shops, there are all kinds of trinkets on both sides of the road, most of them are antiques, and there are also wooden signs engraved with all kinds of strange pictures and texts. Among them, the copper coins are the most, which stall There are piles of them everywhere, and some are covered with copper rust.

Noticing that Yue Banqi's eyes had been looking at the copper coins, Bu Yingjie leaned over and said in a low voice, "The copper coins here are scattered, and of course most of them are real, but it's a little troublesome to collect enough five emperors' coins. Small five emperors' coins It’s okay, the Big Five Emperor’s money is basically useless.”

Yan Wang stepped forward and pushed Bu Yingjie's dog's head away.

Bu Yingjie didn't even turn his head, he could smell the sour smell, tsk, he was so jealous.

Hades: "You want the money of the five emperors? I can find it."

The small five emperors' money is nothing, but he can make several sets of the big five emperors' money.

Yue Banqi shook his head: "Just looking out of curiosity."

What's more, the five emperors' money has always been used to ward off evil spirits. He is a ghost and god in the underworld, what is the use of things that ward off evil spirits?

What's more, no matter how awesome the emperor is, can he still ward off the evil spirits of ghosts and gods in the underworld?

The three continued to walk forward, Yue Banqi and Yan Wang were interested in shopping, while Bu Yingjie was in charge of finding someone.Leng Bulen's senior brother, E Tianshi, didn't give the exact location, but only said that it was on Ghost Street, which meant to let the three of them find him by themselves, and he himself was not waiting in one place.

Boss, it's all willful.But the two big bosses that Bu Yingjie brought were the bigger bosses, and as the only poor little one, Bu Yingjie could only carry everything by himself.

Halfway through Ghost Street, Bu Yingjie didn't see E Tianshi yet, so Bu Yingjie started to feel drummed, could he be let go?

Don't, he can't bear the wrath of Lord Yan.

Bu Yingjie took out his cell phone and was about to call Leng Bulen, when he happened to see a young man with yellow hair and glasses holding a wooden sign in front of a stall, arguing with the stall owner.

Take a closer look, isn't it the kid Leng Buling?

Bu Yingjie was happy, since this guy was here, his senior brother must not be far away. He told Yan Wang and Yue Banqi beside him, and walked to the side of the booth. As soon as he approached, he heard Leng Bulen's dissatisfied voice.

"3000 yuan? You are killing people, no matter how you look at it, this thing is not worth [-] yuan!"

The stall owner is a fat man in his 50s, squatting on a pony, and the flesh around his waist is piled up in circles. The weather is too hot today, and the hot person is sweating just sitting. The stall owner is shaking a big cattail fan He said at the same time: "It's only 3000 yuan, the price is the same. You don't want this thing, but there are many people queuing up to ask for it."

Leng Bulen laughed out loud: "That's all? Queue for it? That's all, don't tease me."

"This is the token of the Five Thunder God Curse!" The stall owner said with rounded eyes, "Look at the words on it, Five Thunder Order! It's amazing, this is a good thing. Whether it's useful or not, it's an antique."

Leng Bulen: "Okay, don't talk about it, it's still an antique. You carved this word yourself."

The stall owner blushed: "What are you talking about, why did you carve it yourself. Don't talk nonsense if you don't want it."

"Still talking nonsense. I'm a Taoist priest at the local level, and I know more about this than you. Your engraving rules are wrong, not to mention that the size is wrong. When did the simplified characters start? Brother, tell me?"

The stall owner was stunned for a while, and realized what he had made a mistake after a while. No wonder no one cared about it after so long, and a smile appeared on his embarrassed face: "Hey, I didn't hide it from you. Okay, then it's cheaper, you How much do you want to give?"

Leng Bulen stretched out a finger.

"one thousand?"

Leng Bulen: "One hundred."

"No." The fat stall owner waved his hands again and again, "I can't even get back my capital."

Leng Bulen said: "It's better not to come back than to smash into your hands. I think you are an ordinary person, you don't understand this. I bought it because it is made of old locust wood and it can be used. It's a pity It was scratched by you. If you want to change it, you have to smooth it first. A small piece of wood is 100 yuan, which is not cheap. This is a place where people with skills come. You can’t even fool people with a little brain. .”

The fat stall owner was dumbfounded, and finally said helplessly: "Okay, you can take one hundred."

Leng Bulen accepted the things with a smile, took out a red ticket and handed it to the fat stall owner, got up and turned around, and met Bu Yingjie's face, almost sat on the ground in fright.

"You, why are you... Oh, yes." Leng Bulen remembered, and asked, "Where are those two?"

Bu Yingjie pointed to the booth next door: "Over there."

Leng Bulen followed the direction he pointed, and saw a handsome young man squatting in front of the booth, looking at a gray bowl curiously, while the man beside him was whispering something in his ear, maybe the distance was too close Yes, the handsome young man moved back, his cheeks flushed slightly.However, not only did the man not back away, he stretched out his hand and pulled the man towards him with a smug smile on his lips.

Leng Bulen: ...

He rubbed his eyes, then glanced over there again, making sure it was the two he had seen before, silently turned to look at Bu Yingjie, his eyes full of accusations.

They are very mysterious, they can command the ecstasy envoys, since they met once, they have never been found again, and they suspect that they have surpassed the heavenly level, why are they here?

And such a powerful person wants his senior brother to help him look at the cup?right?

Are you sure it's not a set?

"Carrot, it's because of our friendship when we were young." Leng Bulen asked in a low voice, "My senior brother didn't offend them, did he?"

This is obviously a trick!Said, what are you trying to do by tricking my senior brother out!

Bu Yingjie looked at Leng Bulen silently.

Leng Bulen silently covered his face, and was about to take his senior brother to run away, when he heard someone coming from behind: "Xiao Leng, why are you standing here? Bu Yingjie? So you have already arrived, where are those two people?"

Leng Bulen turned around and looked at his elder brother with despairing eyes.

E Tianshi: ...

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