I have been practicing Taoism for ten years, but you told me that Taoism is all fake.

The sound of Jiang Chen chanting sounded in the Dao Pavilion, and on the road of the Dao Pavilion, the monk had already run to the opposite side.

After finding that Jiang Chen did not catch up, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"What the hell is this person, why is his aura so strong! It won't be the kind of old monster that has lived for hundreds of years! "The monk himself is also a person who belongs to Jiang Chen's level, he knows that becoming an immortal in this era is already a luxury, but some hidden masters who have lived for hundreds of years must exist.

"Fortunately, this old monster is more benevolent, and he didn't bother me, huh, it's very comfortable!" It's time to get away with it again.

A smile appeared on the monk's face, and he left quickly, not completely relieved until he was already several streets away from Jiang Chen Dao Pavilion.

"I can't stay in this county, this time it's luck, next time it won't be necessary, I have to change places." The monk thought and took out his mobile phone.

He looked at the missed call from Zhang Yang on his mobile phone, and a bad premonition welled up in his heart.

He immediately dialed back, and the end showed that no one answered.

The monk's brow furrowed.

"It won't be an accident, will it!" He called back a few more times, but no one answered.

"Alas, don't care, run first." The monk said, opened the ride-hailing software, and soon, a red Hongqi H5 express car stopped in front of him.

He opened the door directly and got into the car.

The driver was a pot-bellied man in a white shirt, wearing a cap, and looked a little fat from the side of his face.

The monk sat in the co-pilot, pulled up his seat belt, and the car started.

The red flag car shuttled through the road and soon drove out of the city to a suburban section of road facing a cliff.

The monk looked at the navigation on his phone, and he found that the route had deviated, and he immediately questioned.

"Hello benefactor, the route seems to be off."

The driver did not respond, still staring ahead, concentrating on driving his car.

The monk's face became a little ugly, could it be that he had encountered a black car?

In order to leave the city as soon as possible, the monk's tone was still very gentle: "Amitabha, donor, look at the route, you seem to be driving in the wrong direction, the place where the poor monk went is Yuanjiang City." The

driver still didn't respond, and the monk's face began to look ugly.

Thought, what does this driver mean?

Even if it's really a black car, you have to say something, right?

Seeing that the route was getting more and more off, and the car was getting closer and closer to the cliff, the monk's heart tightened, and his voice couldn't help but get louder: "Master! What's going on with you! Wrong way, Amitabha! "

Surprisingly, the driver was still unresponsive!

The monk took a deep breath and encountered a ghost?

He immediately removed his Buddhist bead chain from his neck and prepared for the worst.

At this moment, the monk's mobile phone rang.

When he saw it, he immediately frowned.

Why did Mr. Zhang call back at this time?

He swiped his finger and the phone connected.

"Mr. Zhang, did you call me just now? I was so sorry I didn't get a call at that time.

A weak voice came from the other end of the phone: "Why didn't you come to save me?" The

monk immediately tensed up: "What? Mr. Zhang, can you elaborate? What doesn't come to your rescue? What happened to you? At

this point, the phone was suddenly hung up!

A bad premonition welled up in the monk's heart.

Suddenly, the mobile phone rang again, it was a call from Zhang Yang.

The monk answered immediately.

"Mr. Zhang, what's the situation?"

The voice on the other end of the phone looked tired: "Why didn't you come to rescue me?"

The monk's hand shook, and a strong sense of uneasiness welled up in his heart, and he immediately said anxiously: "Where are you!"

At this time, the phone was hung up again, but suddenly the driver turned his head, looked at the monk and grinned: "I'm here!" The

monk's pupils shrank, he turned his head to look at the driver, and found that the driver's face was Zhang Yang's face, but Zhang Yang's mouth was full of concrete!

"Mr. Zhang! What's going on! You..." The monk's words were not finished, only a bang was heard!

Then the body jolted violently, and then it started to tumble!

The Hongqi car driving on the mountain road directly rushed out of the guardrail and fell into the cliff.

......

Early the next morning, Jiang Chen stretched his waist, last night he was over the middle of the night, he must have been a little tired before, but since he broke through to the ghost realm, he felt that even if he stayed up for ten nights, he must be a little more handsome than others.

But, after staying up for five nights, he felt that there was no problem at all.

It seems that after the breakthrough, not only the state of mind has been sublimated, but even the body has changed.

Rhubarb was not shy at this time and began to raise his legs to make marks on the telephone pole outside the Dao Pavilion, and when a white golden retriever passed, Rhubarb actually carried one leg and ran over by three roads.

Jiang Chen felt that Big Yellow was very humiliating, but there was no way, counting up, Big Yellow was still his senior brother, because Big Yellow followed Liu Sanmao before him.

Big Yellow sees the urine nature of the female dog who can't walk, Jiang Chen is very clear, so let it go, after all, it is not easy for a dog to have a hobby.

After surpassing the nine grievance spirits, Jiang Chen found that the progress of the task had been improved, and he also gained 1 year of Dao practice and 900 moral points.

It seems that the direction is not wrong, pointing a place will complete the super task faster than blindly searching.

Jiang Chen tidied up the seats in the shop, then put in the closing wooden sign at the door, and began the waiting for a new day.

For a whole morning, no one cared, even very few fortune tellers, Jiang Chen's heart was very calm, he would not become impetuous because of this situation.

Just as Jiang Chen was about to get up to make lunch, the curtain of the Dao Pavilion was lifted, and a middle-aged man wearing glasses and a little Mediterranean hair walked in.

As soon as he came in, he saw Jiang Chen and said directly: "Master, I didn't come for that thousand yuan, I really have something."

Jiang Chen was stunned, and he said with a smile: "Please sit." The

man slowly pulled away the chair and sat down, and Jiang Chen pushed over a cup of tea to the man.

"Thank you." After the man took a sip of tea, he began to speak.

"Master, it's like this, a week ago, I had a friend go to the mountains to pick mushrooms, and my friend picked up a pendant..."

Jiang Chen immediately interrupted the man: "Don't be your friend, just say it yourself!" The

man immediately smiled awkwardly: "Yes, yes, it's me, I picked up a silver pendant on the mountain, I saw that the pendant style was quite good-looking, so I took it home, but since the pendant was taken back by me, I found that someone knocked on my window glass every night, and every morning when I got up, I always felt that someone was behind me when I covered my face with a face towel." "