Yin Yang ghost hunter

"Distinguished guest? For the third elder to treat him as an honored guest, this person must be very remarkable. Sister Bingyun, can you describe his appearance and characteristics? I am not in the sect these days, so I don't know some information."

Wei Xiaoqing's heart sank, but she asked with a calm expression on her face.

Bingyun nodded, took a sip of red wine, and said:

"Let me think about it, this distinguished guest seems to be a man in his forties or fifties, with gray hair on both sides, a medium build, and dark skin. He is very depressed and absent-minded, as if he is not aware of the things around him at all.

I don’t care, Qiao Qian came out with the First Elder. Qiao Qian told me privately that this man has a good background. Even the Third Elder didn’t dare to neglect him. He probably has something to do with the sect master. Moreover, when he came out this time, it seemed that he was conveyed by the higher-ups.

Otherwise, with the character of the third elder, how could he accompany someone out? Besides the sect master, do you think you would also order the third elder?"

"Master? Master, hasn't he been in seclusion for a month? How could he suddenly meet such a man? And in my impression, there is no such person who associates with master."

Wei Xiaoqing was drinking and almost choked when he heard this.

"I don't know about this. I also heard what Qiaoqian said. You and Qiaoqian have such a good relationship. Why don't you ask her? Also, sister Xiaoqing, you are really unworthy. If it weren't for Qiaoqian's ability this time,

With the third elder coming out once, I don't know how long it will take to see her. You yourself told me before that if I provide you with information, you will bring Qiaoqian to see me every week."

Bingyun put down the wine glass with a cold expression, took out a pack of cigarettes from the drawer, then took out one very neatly and lit it, took a long puff, and exhaled thick white mist.

Wei Xiaoqing waved his hand to disperse the smoke in front of his eyes, and said with a smile:

"Aren't all the waitresses in your coffee shop pretty good? They must be Qiaoqian?"

"Bah, you girl, don't talk nonsense. It will reach Qiaoqian's ears later. I will shed a layer of skin next time we meet. You also know that I like Qiaoqian. It's all because of that damn old man who had to send me here.

This coffee shop suddenly separated me and Qiao Qian!"

Bingyun rolled his eyes, took another sip of the cigarette distractedly, and spit it out heavily.

Wei Xiaoqing's smile did not diminish. After a while, he said seriously:

"You call your master an old man, are you not afraid of him? Bingyun, are you really not going to let go? Don't tell me that you really don't know that your affairs have been known to the Blood Soul Sect. The Great Elder is forced to do this under pressure.

That’s why I sent you to the coffee shop. Every time I bring Qiao Qian out, I always get into a lot of trouble. What’s more, what do fellow disciples think of Qiao Qian? Do you know how Qiao Qian feels? Is this the end?”

"I know that our love is ridiculed by many people. We are true love. How can these rumors defeat us? For Qiaoqian, the worst I can do is leave the Blood Soul Sect."

Bingyun gritted his silver teeth and said harshly.

"Stop saying this, do you know the consequences of rebelling against the clan? Not many people can survive!"

Wei Xiaoqing's expression changed completely, he knocked on the table hard and reminded.

After hearing this, Bingyun kept sneering at himself, then finished his cigarette in a few puffs, reached out and twisted the cigarette butt in the ashtray, and said:

"Xiaoqing, who is the handsome guy in a dark red suit meeting you? Don't fool me. I know you are very busy today, but as soon as you heard about Zhong Yuan, he rushed over in less than twenty minutes. This

I have never seen young people before. Are you, a little girl, excited?"

"Sister Bingyun, don't talk nonsense, there's nothing wrong with that!"

Wei Xiaoqing suddenly became nervous, and the hand holding the wine glass couldn't help but use a little strength.

Bingyun took a closer look at Wei Xiaoqing, who had his head slightly lowered, and said with a smile:

"Good sister, what are you guarding against me for? It's okay if you don't tell me, but I can remind you that you are the sect master's direct disciple, and you may take over the position of Blood Soul Sect in the future. I feel that there is something very strong about this boy.

A special aura. If I guess correctly, this person should be a ghost hunter and our enemy. If the sect leader knows about this, you should know very well what will happen to this boy."

"Sister Bingyun, if you keep doing this, I won't bring Qiaoqian out next time."

Wei Xiaoqing raised his head and said with an evil smile.

"Hurry up and take what I said as fart, I didn't see anything about what happened today!"

Upon hearing this, Bingyun rolled his eyes again and knocked on the table.

"He will come back tomorrow. Sister Zhengyun, please help me arrange a better position, and don't let the other Blood Soul Sect disciples here find out. Can you do that?"

Wei Xiaoqing raised his wine glass and looked at Bingyun with a smile.

Bingyun hesitated for a while and said:

"Okay, if you come out tomorrow and bring Qiaoqian with you, I can do whatever you want. Is it a deal?"

"cheers!"

Wei Xiaoqing's smile became even brighter.

…

It wasn't until late in the evening that my cousin and Jiang He went home. Jiang He had already prepared medicinal materials, and only tomorrow's ice silkworms could save his uncle. My cousin was still watching TV on the sofa, and after dinner he went to practice martial arts.

room, with no intention of going in to take a look at my uncle.

Seeing this scene, I got angry.

"Zhongli, are you still a man? How can father and son have such deep hatred?"

After I came in, I finally couldn't restrain myself and spoke loudly.

My cousin just glanced at me, and then continued to wave a wooden sword in his hand, focusing on his own practice of a set of swordsmanship. This set of swordsmanship looked familiar, but I was already distracted.

"You come with me to meet my uncle."

I walked over and planned to take him away by force.

Suddenly I felt a pain on the back of my hand, and the hilt of the wooden sword in my cousin's hand slapped the back of my hand, forcing me to let go of him.

"Cousin, I want to see the power of your peach wood puppet. Since there is a peach spirit living in it, it also indirectly means that this puppet has life and can attack ordinary people. If I can defeat your puppet, can you accompany me?

I perform a play."

Seeing that my guest was resolute, I had no choice but to resort to this method.

My cousin and my brother-in-law are like two lions, neither of them obeys the other. If you want to bow your head first, it will be difficult to reach the sky.

My words obviously aroused my cousin's interest. He suddenly smiled and said:

"Do you really want to try the power of the peach wood puppet? As long as you can shoot down the peach wood puppet, it doesn't matter. I will listen to you today. If you fail, then in the next month, Jiang He's and I's clothes, including

How about you do all the cooking and housework by yourself?"

"It's the grandson who regrets it!"

I gritted my teeth and looked at my cousin fiercely.

Is it necessary to make a bet with something like this when we are just meeting? With so many conditions added, does it mean that I will lose? Not necessarily!

Tao Ling is a yin creature, and my cousin doesn't know my true awakening ability, so let him see the power of the Dao lines in my palm.