I have an eternal eye

"Why is this wall wet?"

Cui Laodao wiped the outer wall of Yichong Villa and asked the guard at the door.

The guard looked at him coldly and said, "It's raining, why is it strange that the wall is wet?"

"You do not understand…"

Cui Laodao shook his head and looked at the wall carefully.

The tall white walls have dripping tile eaves, and the drizzle cannot catch them at all. Instead, water vapor condenses on them, forming droplets as big as soybeans.

Cui Laodao's eyes were filled with surprise and uncertainty. He stretched out his hand and sniffed it between his nose, and his expression suddenly changed.

There is a smell of rotting corpses in the water drops!

"Mother..."

Cui Laodao cursed secretly, quickly wiped it on his Taoist robe, and murmured: "Could that book... tell the truth?"

Ghosts are invisible. Unless there are magic weapons such as Nuo Mianjiang Liang, it is difficult for ordinary people to see them. Therefore, Zhang Biao told Cui Laodao some common sense to distinguish them.

After listening to Zhang Biao's words, Cui Laodao was thinking about it along the way, always feeling that he had heard it somewhere.

Outside the manor, he finally remembered.

There is an ancient book called "Prophecy" in Jingmen, which talks about strange powers, chaotic gods, and various ominous omens.

Compared to the various illusions on how to deceive people, this "Prophecy" was not taken seriously. He only studied it carefully as a pastime when he was bored when he was young.

Later, there was civil strife in the gate, and it was even destroyed by fire.

Children's prints, cats and dogs barking, condensation beads, corpse perfume... Thinking about it now, these have all been confirmed.

Could it be that that is the real Xuanmen secret code?

Just when Cui Laodao was deep in thought, the leader of the Xianghui just walked out in a hurry, cupped his hands and said: "Master Cui, the leader of the association has invited you!"

After that, he took him into the manor.

Yichong Manor has a good reputation in the capital. This is the first time Cui Laodao came in, and he immediately found it good.

This manor is connected to more than a dozen mansions, and there are various high-walled corridors in the middle, running vertically and horizontally, with many branching roads, and the tile carvings on the walls are almost identical.

It turns out to be the Hanging Soul Ladder...

Cui Laodao was secretly speechless.

This is a common technique used in royal tombs, using mechanical structures and illusions. If there is no one to guide you, you will definitely get confused.

There must be hidden piles hidden on the walls along the way.

No wonder it’s hard for outsiders to get in.

Under the leadership of the little leader of Naxianghui, they turned left and round until Cui Laodao was almost confused, and finally came to the door of a house.

The door was open and only two disciples were guarding it.

The little leader raised his hand and said: "The president is inside. I want to see Cui Daoye alone, please!"

Cui Laodao was a little nervous, but he still adjusted his clothes, pretended to be calm, and strode into the yard.

Unexpectedly, this yard is no different from an ordinary farmhouse, except that the layout is somewhat elegant.

Under the peach tree, a middle-aged man was drinking tea.

Wearing a green cloth Confucian robe, he is tall, has a generous and majestic face, and has half-white hair. He has the bearing of a court official.

It was Gu Qiu, the president of Yi Chonghui, known as the Iron Palm Divine Fist, a famous master in the world.

Cui Laodao did not dare to be negligent and respectfully raised his hands and said, "I have met President Gu."

"Taoist Cui, please sit down."

Gu Chou's tone was very gentle, but he poured two cups of tea without looking at Cui Laodao.

After Cui Laodao sat down, he spoke: "When I was young, I traveled around the world and often dealt with Jingmen. You don't have such means."

As he spoke, he slowly raised his head, his eyes as cold as ice, "After all, which company are you looking for me for?"

Looking at the cold eyes, Cui Laodao's heart trembled slightly, and he said awkwardly: "But he didn't dare to hide it. The old Taoist was helping people to make connections, just because the master didn't want to reveal his identity."

A sneer appeared at the corner of Gu Chou's mouth, "Which family it is, you might as well tell me clearly."

Cui Laodao said seriously: "Without any sect or sect, he is a Taoist hermit, known as 'Tai Sui'!"

"Tai Sui?"

A trace of surprise flashed in Gu Chou's eyes.

Cui Laodao's answer was somewhat inconsistent with his imagination. It was not the Xuanmen he had heard about.

He pondered for a moment, "A few days ago, someone killed someone in the street in the West City, claiming to be Tai Sui..."

"This is it."

Cui Laodao said with a smile: "To be honest, I don't know his identity, he just met by chance. This expert can take action, but there are three conditions."

"speak!"

"Don't ask about the origin, and don't cause trouble afterwards."

"When casting the spell, strangers will avoid it."

"Three thousand silver patterns and some medicinal materials..."

After explaining the conditions, Cui Laodao smiled and said: "If President Gu agrees, Lao Dao will help you contact him."

"You want money?"

Gu Chou's eyes became less guarded, "Okay!"

Cui Laodao felt a little uneasy when he heard that he agreed so happily, "President Gu, don't turn your back and deny yourself after the incident. I can't offend you, Lao Dao, but Brother Piaomen is very quick to talk."

Most of the floating gates are made up of purveyors and libertines, who set up stalls and tell tales, and waiters in teahouses are always quick to talk. They are the ones who spread the news when there is any trouble in the world.

It can not only make people famous, but also spread scandals.

Gu Chou stood up and said, "Don't worry, Gu is ruthless in doing things, but he has never regretted what he promised."

"Let's go, I'll take you somewhere."

With that said, he led Cui Laodao to a house.

The gate of the house was closed, and the surroundings were empty. Cats and dogs were tied to wooden posts in the distance, moving around uneasily, and occasionally looking at the yard and roaring.

Cui Laodao swallowed, "Inside?"

Gu Qiu said coldly: "That evil thing is invisible and invisible. It only stares at the women and children of the Yichong Association. Although there is nothing we can do about it, we have discovered some patterns."

"This thing is like an epidemic. It will change its target when it sees pregnant women and children. Whenever it harms people during pregnancy, cats and dogs will notice it."

"There are eighteen mother-in-law coffins inside. All the women and children from my Yi Chong Manor have been evacuated. It took a lot of effort to keep them inside."

As he spoke, he slowly turned his head with cold eyes, "I agree to all your conditions, but the expert has to go in by himself. If he dies, his body must stay inside!"

"It's easy to say. I'll contact you now. When night falls, Tai Sui will come!"

"Okay, someone will lead the way then..."

After everything was settled, Cui Laodao turned around and left.

As soon as Cui Laodao left, a man jumped out of the wall. He was dressed in white like snow and had a long sword on his back. He frowned and said, "President, do you really believe him?"

Gu Chou said indifferently: "He needs money and medicine. He is probably a wild cultivator. If he can get things done, it would be nice to have a good relationship."

"The Killing Cult has arranged for us to join forces. Those hidden sects can no longer be trusted. Have you found any information?"

The swordsman in white cupped his hands and said: "Xuandu Temple, Lianhua Sect, Five Immortals Sect, Yanjia Sect, and Shanjun Temple all have hermit cultivation activities, and the inheritance behind them should not be cut off."

"Fang Xiangzong and Xuanyang Temple lost their incense very early, and their inheritance has been lost everywhere, making it very difficult to find."

"There are swarms of beasts attacking people over at Moyun Cliff. A sword cultivator is taking action. The spies have sent back the news. There are only seven or eight people in that sword cultivator sect. They have just started practicing. They must have a complete inheritance..."

"Sword cultivator?"

After hearing this, Gu Chou's eyes shone brightly, "According to what the book says, swordsmanship is the most prosperous in killing and killing, which is exactly what I want."

"Tongxuan, secretly gather the experts, and after this matter is over, you will go to Moyun Cliff with me to seize the inheritance!"

"From now on, there is no need to pay attention to those hidden sects. I, Gu Chou, will grab whatever I want!"

…………

Bang! Bang bang!

"At the time of Hai, people have decided to close the door to prevent theft!"

It was night, the autumn rain had not stopped, and the old man was wearing a raincoat and walking slowly on the deserted street.

Outside the gate of Yichong Manor, huge lanterns are brightly lit.

Cui Laodao waited under an umbrella, and from time to time he picked up a wine bottle and took a sip to warm himself up and strengthen his courage.

A leader of the Xiang Hui next to him asked anxiously: "The midnight hour is approaching, why haven't people come yet..."

Before he finished speaking, he looked forward.

In the dark and rainy night, a black shadow slowly appeared, wearing a ghost mask on its head and night clothes. It walked like a ghost and made no sound.

What a handsome Qinggong...

The little leader secretly admired him, and then he cupped his hands and said, "Mr. Tai Sui, please come with me."

With that said, he turned around to guide the two of them, and said as they walked: "According to Sir's instructions, the secret sentries along the way have been left. No one will peep, and no one will follow them afterwards."

Zhang Biao nodded silently without any nonsense.

Naturally, he would not be gullible. He had already found an exit in Yi Chonghui through other secret passages, and even turned around a few times.

This secret passage is very secret. It is located in the garden rockery. Because of its beautiful scenery, no one has damaged it for hundreds of years. The Yi Chonghui rebuilt it and made it a scenic spot.

This tunnel is the retreat.

Along the way, there were no people around, and there seemed to be only three footsteps in the entire house, which seemed particularly scary.

Immediately, the silence was broken by the sound of cats and dogs barking.

A large house appeared in front of him, with hundreds of empty steps around him. Cats and dogs were tied up in the distance and roared crazily at the house.

A trace of fear flashed in the little leader's eyes, "Sir, that thing is inside."

As he spoke, he opened several boxes on the floor and revealed neat silver taels and rows of wooden boxes. "Here are four thousand taels of silver. The president said that as long as you help our Yi Chong Association eliminate this scourge, I will make a friend."

Zhang Biao glanced at it lightly, said nothing, took a deep breath, took the lantern, and slowly walked towards the dark house...