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Chapter 213 The E Demon Makes Chaos, Shemale Falls in Love

This incident had a great impact on her, and it simply refreshed her three views.

"Don't be deceived by others. Now there are all kinds of strange ways that magic sticks deceive the world. Maybe they deceived you in some way."

Although his partner has been persuading Shu Ning, Shu Ning is caught in a dilemma. One side talks about white angels, while the other side talks about black angels. The two are fighting.

"By the way, there has been a lot of trouble recently about Aunt Fu's search for a son. I heard that Aunt Fu has asked Fuxitang for help. If you said that if we found Aunt Fu's son earlier, wouldn't it be a blow to Fuxitang's spirit?"

The partner said to himself.

When Shu Ning heard this, his eyes lit up, and he finally woke up from his confusion.

Yes.

Not to mention whether this is a scam, even if there are ghosts in the world, it doesn't mean that Fuxitang is not a magic stick!

After thinking about it, Shu Ning was elated, took the camera and followed his partner to Fuxi Hall.

Daoist One-Browed hadn't spoken a word after learning about Aunt Fu's experience, but Jiang Fan agreed for him without hesitation.

This made Yimei Daoist a little astonished, and after Aunt Fu left, Yimei Daochang asked: "Wen Cai, why did you agree so readily for me?"

"Master, this matter is very simple, so I agreed directly." Jiang Fan replied.

Simple?
Daoist Yimei opened his mouth, and then said: "It's not easy, if it's only a few days, it would be easy, but Aunt Fu's son has been missing for more than ten years, what if he dies?"

Jiang Fan sat down and said: "That's easier, when the time comes, find the body and give it to Aunt Fu."

Daoist with one eyebrow: "...!"

"It's been more than ten years. I'm afraid there are only ashes left in the body. I'm afraid I can't find it."

Said with a long sigh.

Jiang Fan rubbed his fingers, and smiled: "Master, I just counted with my fingers, and then..."

"And then it's here?"

"That's not true, it's just that her son is not dead."

Just as he was talking, Aunt Fu returned to the Taoist hall, Shu Ning and some villagers also followed.

When Jiang Fan and Daoist Yimei saw the crowd, the former frowned, while the latter looked confused.

The visitor is not good.

Jiang Fan looked at Shu Ning, and Shu Ning said: "We heard that you were able to help Aunt Fu find her son. Aunt Fu's son has been missing for more than ten years. How can you deceive Aunt Fu?"

The villagers whispered after hearing Shu Ning's words.

His partner even scolded angrily: "Hmph, in my opinion, Fuxitang is a deceitful name. How can you have the heart to coax such a lonely old man? Aunt Fu, don't worry, if they don't find it for you, we will definitely find your son for you." .”

Shu Ning also nodded: "That's right."

Listening to the words of the two, Daoist Yimei was puzzled at first, until he understood what they meant, he looked at Shu Ning in surprise, at this moment, he finally understood what Jiang Fan had said.

Women are really fickle.

Not only fickle, but also very fast.

"Who told you that we deceived Aunt Fu?"

Shu Ning was taken aback by Jiang Fan's opening. She always had inexplicable palpitations about Jiang Fan.

"Since you said so, well, let's compete to see who can find Aunt Fu's son first." The partner said loudly.

Jiang Fan nodded: "No problem, what if you lose?"

"If we lose, we will admit that Fuxitang is not a magic stick, but if you lose, we will definitely publish in the newspapers and expose you to your true colors."

said the partner.

Jiang Fan shook his head after hearing this: "No, this is too simple. If you lose, you will be my teacher, train the students here, and teach them literacy. If we lose, we will close Fuxi hall immediately."

"Wen Cai, you..." Daoist Yimei was a little uneasy when he heard such a big bet, and was about to speak, but was stopped by Jiang Fan.

The partner was very happy, nodded quickly, and invited the folks and elders to witness. Soon, this matter was spread by everyone.

After everyone left Fuxitang, the Taoist priest with one eyebrow said: "Wen Cai, the bet is too high. It is good to win, but to lose..."

"It's okay to lose. At worst, we will build another Taoist hall and name it Tiandaotang, which happens to be consistent with Master Mao's sect."

"When did you become so rich?" asked the Taoist priest with one eyebrow in surprise.

Jiang Fan smiled and said, "It was picked up from Xuan Ye."

"Looking at your appearance, this matter should be very sure, and you have money, and you may also pay for the school. If this is the case, then I will not participate in this matter."

After finishing speaking, the Taoist priest with one eyebrow just walked away.

At this moment, Jiang Fan was speechless.

……

Night falls.

There was still a faint light in the newspaper office. Shu Ning and his partner were looking through various materials, hoping to find clues about Aunt Fu's son from the massive amount of materials.

Shu Ning even picked up the expensive phone and dialed one familiar friend after another, hoping to get some useful information from them.

"what happened?"

Shu Ning had a gloomy expression on his face, he made several phone calls but no one answered, it shouldn't be, this made Shu Ning feel depressed.

Helpless, Shu Ning had no choice but to continue calling, until Shu Ning reached No. 20, a long-lost voice finally came from the phone.

"What, you said that a zombie siege happened in the provincial capital some time ago, most of the people were dead, who are you?"

"What happened, are there really so many zombies?"

"You don't know either. You were just here temporarily to answer the phone. Less than a hundred people survived in the entire provincial capital. Hey, how could this happen?"

"The rest of them are all dead, and they don't know where they went. It seems that they all disappeared overnight."

"Why can't we go back, you said the whole city is under martial law and no one is allowed to enter?
Well, thank you. "

Snapped.

His partner was already standing behind Shu Ning, and he heard Shu Ning's conversation the whole time. After she hung up the phone, his partner immediately asked, "You just said..."

"Well, the people in the provincial capital told me that all the people in the provincial capital died and turned into zombies, and they are still missing."

"All dead..."

The partner sat on the ground with a plop, and his parents were still in the provincial capital.

Shu Ning's mood is not much better than that of her partner, because she has not only friends but also relatives in the provincial capital.

But after Shu Ning sat on his back for a while, he took a drink of water, cheered himself up, and devoted himself to work again.

Although Shu Ning has worked very hard, Jiang Fan asked Ah Chu to tell Shu Ning that they had found Aunt Fu's son at dawn, and Shu Ning and the two of them naturally did not believe it.

After many verifications, in desperation, the two finally believed.

"We lost, and we are willing to be teachers, but I remember that there seems to be no school in Gantian Town? Are you going to let us be teachers in the Taoist hall?"

Shu Ning asked.

Jiang Fan shook his head: "Of course not, Fuxitang can't accommodate you as a great god. It happened that I bought a house on East Street last night. You can clean it there and use it as a classroom."

This time, not only Shu Ning was shocked, but even Daoist Yimei was also surprised. He didn't expect Jiang Fan's attack to be so fast.

The villagers were very happy when they learned that there would be a school in Gantian Town, and they were even happier when they heard that the school would be free.

"It's not good, it's not good, someone died."

Just when everyone was very happy, Jin Sanyuan shouted at the top of his voice and ran over.

He rushed into the crowd, came in front of Daoist with one eyebrow, and said anxiously: "It's not good, Daoist, someone died."

"Uh, shouldn't the matter of someone's death be in your hands?" Daoist Yimei replied.

Jin Sanyuan waved his hand and said: "Oh, you will know when you come with me, this matter is not simple, I suspect it is..."

As he spoke, Jin Sanyuan's voice became smaller and smaller, and in the end he didn't dare to say more, for fear of being heard by others.

But Yimei Daochang and Jiang Fan both heard something strange from his tone, they looked at each other, and said, "Take us to have a look."

Jin Sanyuan nodded, and immediately shouted everyone away. When they saw Jin Sanyuan and others leaving, they also followed.

Shu Ning and his partner's eyes lit up, as if they had caught something, they immediately became excited.

Yimei Daochang, Jiang Fan and others were led by Jin Sanyuan to the scene of the crime, which had long been protected by Captain Song.

"Master Yimei, Wencai, you are here too."

After not seeing each other for a few days, Captain Song's face turned a little pale, and he greeted the two of them.

Jiang Fan glanced suspiciously at Captain Song, and raised his eyebrows to fix his eyes on the corpse covered with white cloth.

Captain Song knew Yimei Daoist's ability and didn't stop him. He let Yimei Daoist open it to check. After a glance, Yimei Daoist got up and said softly to Jiang Fan: "It's a demon!"

He subconsciously looked back, looking for Lei Xiu's figure, and felt in his heart that this incident might be related to the snake demon in Lei Xiu's hand.

Jiang Fan glanced at the white cover when Daoist One Eyebrow opened it. The moment the cover was opened, there was indeed a demonic aura permeating the air.

Hearing what Taoist Yimei said, Jiang Fan immediately thought of the snake demon.

Gantian Township has not been peaceful recently.

Jiang Fan sighed silently in his heart, and closed his eyes. At this moment, Captain Song walked towards the two of them and asked, "Master Yimei, his death...?"

He hesitated to speak, obviously Captain Song also guessed that it was not done by humans, and nodded with one eyebrow, said: "It was done by a goblin, it means that a goblin came to Gantian Town, let's cremate him for now."

The professionals had all spoken, and Captain Song naturally had no reason to refuse, so he waved for someone to carry the body to cremation.

Looking at Captain Song who was directing everyone, Daoist asked with one eyebrow in a low voice: "Wen Cai, do you think Captain Song is a little abnormal?"

Jiang Fan didn't speak, but fell into thinking. Just now when Captain Song approached, he smelled a very faint evil spirit, and this evil spirit was very similar to the evil spirit on the corpse.

"It looks a lot blurrier." Jiang Fan replied.

Daoist with one eyebrow: "..."

What I want to say is not this.

"There's something weird about him, with a hint of evil spirit." Jiang Fan said again.

Daoist nodded with one eyebrow, that's what he wanted to say.

Soon, Jiang Fan and Daoist Yimei left first, and deliberately walked towards Captain Song's house. Captain Song's house was very luxurious, comparable to Yu Dahai's, and it was located in the most prosperous place in the town.

"There's not much evil spirit here, not as strong as Captain Song's. It seems that Captain Song met a monster himself."

Daoist with one eyebrow expressed his thoughts.

Since there were no monsters in Captain Song's house, Jiang Fan and Daoist Yimei didn't pay much attention to it. After taking a look, they turned and left, and returned to the Taoist hall to perform a ritual ceremony for the dead.

The two stayed busy until dinner time, and after dinner, the two went out to hang out.

"Strange, why are there more rice shops here?"

The Daoist raised an eyebrow in surprise, and when he passed by here in the morning, the gate was still closed, and he had never heard of a rice shop here before.

In just a few days, Daoist Yimei had already figured out the surrounding environment, but he didn't find the existence of this rice shop.

These were not enough to surprise Yimei Daochang. What surprised him was that the owner of the rice shop was a pretty-looking woman who was giving porridge to some poor people at this time.

"The new store is open, and the porridge is given out for a day. No matter who it is, you can come and see it."

Listening to the other party's yelling, Daoist One Eyebrow also knew that the other party was newly opened.

Glancing at Jiang Fan, seeing the presence of an old god, he raised his eyebrows and motioned for him to go in and have a look.

"Guest, are you eating porridge or buying rice?" Black Rose came over with a smile and asked, judging by the appearance of the two of them, they didn't seem to be drinking porridge.

Daochang replied with an eyebrow: "Oh, let me come and see Mi."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and grabbed a handful of rice. The rice grains looked crystal clear and beautiful.

"Ahaha, then take a look here and call me if you need it." After Black Rose finished speaking, she went to give porridge to others.

Seeing this, the Taoist priest with one eyebrow nodded in satisfaction, without any dissatisfaction of being slack.

In the end, Yimei Daochang and Jiang Fan left contentedly, but Jiang Fan carried four bags of rice on his shoulders.

On the way back, Jiang Fan couldn't help asking: "Uncle Shi, there are still a lot of rice in the Daotang, why did you buy so much?"

Daochang replied with one eyebrow: "I see that the person is good, but he is a kind person, so I help him."

black Rose?
good man?
I'm afraid you are not joking.

Jiang Fan shook his head inwardly and smiled wryly. He shook his head and didn't say anything.

……

midnight.

Jiang Fan was cultivating when Daoist Yimei broke in, fully armed, Jiang Fan saw it and was surprised: "Master, where are you going?"

Daoist with one eyebrow replied: "Go catch the monster, Wencai, don't be too lazy, get up and join me, anyway, you won't be able to sleep."

"Where to catch it?" Jiang Fan asked suspiciously.

"Have you forgotten, someone was not killed by a monster today, we tracked down the breath and found Captain Song's house." Daoist with one eyebrow saw that Jiang Fan didn't take this matter to heart, he couldn't help reminding.

After Jiang Fan heard the words, he said: "Ham, uncle, I will leave this trivial matter to you, how can a few monsters beat you?"

With one eyebrow raised, Dao raised his eyebrows and raised his eyes, and said: "Wencai, now is the time when you are at your most energetic, don't forget, the night belongs to you."

Saying that, Daoist Yimei came to Jiang Fan's side, ready to take Jiang Fan to go with him. There was no way, he just wanted to order Jiang Fan here, and he didn't want to order others.

Moreover, Jiang Fan has been too lazy recently, indifferent to everything, which is not acceptable.

As Jiang Fan's uncle, Daoist One Eyebrow felt the need to let Jiang Fan relax.

Jiang Fan shook his head helplessly, so he got up and followed Daoist Yimei. The two came to Captain Song's house in the dark. At this time, most of the people were almost asleep, and Captain Song's house was no exception. Lights on.

The two stood not far from Song's house, looking at the lingering two people through the faint light, they were all silent for a while.

(End of this chapter)