Spirit Hunters of Maoshan Sect

After sending Xie Yuqing, Ye Shaoyang returned to the living room and moved to a chair to sit down. The pony was still sleeping on the sofa with his **** screaming. Ye Shaoyang took out his mobile phone and called Chen Xiaoyu. The result was that no one answered. I was thinking about whether or not to send a text message in the past, suddenly noticed something, slammed up, and stretched my hand, grabbing a black shadow out of thin air.

The black shadows of the hands were swayed, and a black gas swayed out. The leaves of Ye Shaoyang’s palms shook and turned back.

"A bit of a skill," Ye Shaoyang pinched a law, and patted the face in the face. The shadow immediately retreated to the side and waved: "I am me, Ye Tianshi, don't be so sensitive."

Ye Shaoyang stood and looked carefully. He was a middle-aged man in a suit and a suit. Some of them were familiar, but they didn’t recognize it for a while and said, “What the hell?”

"It's me, the ghost remembers Zhang," the middle-aged man shook his head. "Ye Tianshi is more forgotten."

"Oh, Mr. Zhang, I said which ghost is so strong." Ye Shaoyang arched his hand. "Long time no see, are you looking for me?"

"Nothing, special congratulations."

“He Xi? What a hi?” Ye Shaoyang couldn’t figure it out.

Mr. Zhang smiled. "You cleaned the yin nest, killed not knowing how many ghosts, and the eight deaths of the birth and death roads are counted on your head. At least tens of thousands of years of yin, I will calculate for you," After an abacus, he made a pass and said: "Seventy-six thousand five hundred years, congratulations."

Ye Shaoyang looked at him and smiled. "You know very well. You were there too? Why didn't you see you?"

"Hey, catching ghosts and demon, it is your Mashan Tianshi's business. I have my duties. I can't do it because I have no choice. You know this rule." Stopped and said, "You earned this battle." After tens of thousands of years of training, it’s a step closer to the promotion of the board. I am very happy."

Ye Shaoyang turned his eyes and turned his eyes. "It’s not always a yin nest, but it’s not easy to say that this is a dead life."

"Oh, anyway, you are not sure, Zhang is coming to congratulate."

Ye Shaoyang knew what he was trying to do, and waved his hand. "Twenty incense sticks, ten knife papers, I will burn you back."

Mr. Zhang couldn’t help but smile, and he said, “Thank you, thank you, Zhang’s resignation, and business is called me.” After turning around, he disappeared.

"What is the yin he said?" The pony sat up and asked, when Ye Shaoyang and Mr. Zhang started to work, he woke up and listened to the conversation between the two. When Mr. Zhang left, he could not help. Asked.

Ye Shaoyang stretched out and said: "Big brother, I am in a good mood today. I would like to talk about it with you. Our disciples have different cards. Dao Tong, Alchemist, Real Man, Heavenly Master, and then a fairy. It is a secret. You don't have to know. The only basis for improving the card position is the yin. The yin is the ghost age of the priests who are over-excited and killed, not the yang. If you kill the ghosts, you can accumulate the yin."

The pony nodded as if he didn't understand it. He said, "Like the experience value and level in the game?"

"I haven't played the game, I don't know, the Taoist brand is the Sanqing Heaven policy. The Yinde is accumulated to a certain limit. Just hold a ceremony and pray for Sanqing, you can get the canon."

The pony asked: "The higher the card, the stronger the mana?"

Ye Shaoyang said: "The mana itself has not changed, but the higher the card position, the more spells that can be cultivated and displayed. For example, you must obtain a real person's tablet to cultivate the Maoshan inner door spell, the magic symbol and the five-line flag, and it is not used indiscriminately. Tianshi, the instruments used, are promoted in the order of yellow, blue, red, and purple, respectively, and the different colors of the instruments are very different."

The pony slowly nodded, recalling Ye Shaoyang's every practice, using purple charms, originally thought that all Taoist priests, did not expect to be related to the card.

When I thought about it, I suddenly admired Ye Shaoyang and smiled. "Small leaves, I have always heard you say Tianshi Tianshi, I thought the Taoist priests are called Heavenly Masters. Now I know that you are so powerful."

"That's still used to say." Ye Shaoyang proudly picked an eyebrow.

"That, small leaves, above the heavenly master, what brand is it?"

Ye Shaoyang waved his hand. "This can't tell you. I will have a chance to talk about it in the future. I take a shower and go out to eat."

Ye Shaoyang took a shower and put on a set of Nike sportswear bought on the stall. I was going to wear a belt. I thought about it and put it down again. Anyway, things are over, let me give myself a vacation, relax, so what? The instrument did not bring, and the pony went downstairs to eat together.

In order to celebrate the completion of the task, the two found a restaurant with a slightly higher grade, ordered a few good dishes, a barrel of beer, was about to eat, the phone rang, took it and saw it, it was Zhou Jingru’s number, suddenly remembered her before I have said that I havetened to answer the phone.

"Shaoyang brother, is things done?" Zhou Jingru sounded so quiet.

"When done, how is your father?"

"It’s more serious recently. When are you free? Can you come over?”

"You can do it now, where are you, I will pass right away."

Listening to Zhou Jingru's address, Ye Shaoyang hangs up the phone, grabs two pig's hooves in his hand, and hurries outwards. He said to the little horse: "You can eat it, you can't finish it, and go back to eat at night." Don't waste."

"When you leave, go," said the pony. "What are you going to do?"

"Hunting ghosts."

From the restaurant, Ye Shaoyang took a taxi and went to the First Hospital of Shicheng. According to the number provided by Zhou Jingru, he knocked on the door and knocked on the door. A mature woman opened the door. Ye Shaoyang stunned and did not wait for the opening. The other party smiled. Laugh, "Is Mr. Ye, please come in."

When Ye Shaoyang entered the door, he saw Zhou Jingru coming face to face, his face was obviously stunned, and seeing Ye Shaoyang, his eyes immediately lit up. "Yangyang brother, you finally came."

Ye Shaoyang nodded. This luxury is no less than the hotel's hotel, with a carved bed, a man lying on the bed, Ye Shaoyang looked at his face, stunned, and laughed at himself.

Lying on the bed, naturally is Zhou Jingru's father Zhou Ming, chairman of the Star City Group.

On the way, Ye Shaoyang imagined him as a fat-headed man with a big face and a cross-faced meat. Now he knows that he is completely wrong: Zhou Ming looks so handsome, has a few handsome eyes, wears a pair of eyes, and is temperamental and calm. Although he was in a state of sorrow, he saw Ye Shaoyang lying in the hospital bed, still insisted on sitting up, and said hello politely.

"I heard that you are a friend of Xiaoru, rushing to invite you, I am sorry, Xiao Liu, pour water."

The mature woman immediately made a cup of tea and gave it to Ye Shaoyang. She went outside and gently closed the door.

"Mr. Ye, please sit down." Zhou Ming said politely.

Ye Shaoyang nodded, did not sit, stood in front of the sickbed, looked up and down Zhou Ming, he was very poor, between the eyebrows, there is a black air that does not condense.

(Today still)