I use the fox fairy to suppress all ghosts

The most expensive thing on Zuo Shi's knife was the bells. After giving the bells to Xiao Pang, the knife was worthless, but it could still be sold for one or two million. However, the gold, money, and various antiques we brought out from the Liaodong branch, added up to more than 160 million.

Although it was not a lot, there were only a few of us who went this time, and except Yuankong, there were only four of us to share it, so each of us could get more than 40 million. For someone like me who was extremely poor, it was like a blessing after a long drought.

As the saying goes, money is a man's courage. If you don't have money, you will always feel uneasy.

With 40 million as a foundation, I will feel at ease in the future.

After packing up all the things he had brought out from the Liaodong branch, the sloppy Taoist priest left happily. Before leaving, he told me that if I had such good things in the future, I could just give him a try.

I get angry when I see his smug look. This was not the attitude I had when I called him over to help.

Naturally, none of us had any objection to giving the bell to Xiaopang.

Normally, when we encounter danger, Xiaopang is always the first to rush to the front to help us block knives and guns. This time it is his turn to get something good.

After taking the bell off the big sword, Mr. Ba practiced for seven or eight days before replacing it on Xiaopang's eight-sided purple gold hammer. He also explained to Xiaopang in detail how to use it.

It took a long time just to teach him how to activate the bell. Mr. Ba was so angry that he almost vomited blood and even regretted giving him the bell.

Fortunately, Xiaopang finally learned it. He dragged me to the wilderness in the middle of the night and insisted on trying out the power of the bell.

Arriving at a remote place, Xiaopang couldn't wait to throw away the small bell hanging under the hammer.

It must be said that the bells that had been modified by Mr. Ba were indeed much more powerful. Those small bells flew out like grenades, smashing the ground into deep pits and even a piece of it could be shattered to pieces.

In addition, when Xiaopang does not throw the bell out, the bells will collide with each other when swinging, which will have a great impact on the opponent, making it impossible for the opponent to concentrate on fighting with him, and also has the effect of greatly curbing the opponent's strength.

Xiaopang was very happy to get this treasure.

I have not been idle these days. I have absorbed the cultivation of the helmsman Mao Yongan and the right-hand man, and I have also digested a part of it.

During the days I stayed at home, several wealthy people from Yanbei came to me and asked me to look at their feng shui. However, without Uncle Huzi, their golden assistant, I was not very good at bargaining, so I obviously earned much less money. I had to pay the lowest standard.

This makes me miss Uncle Huzi so much. I hope they can wake up soon.

In addition to these things, Sister Hua came to me twice and asked me to take her to Red Leaf Valley to see Uncle Huzi.

I was worried that Sister Hua would be heartbroken seeing Uncle Huzi lying on the cold bed, so I made up all kinds of excuses to avoid it.

What I was thinking was that I should find the Millennium Demon Yuan or some other heavenly treasure as soon as possible. It wouldn’t be too late to meet Uncle Huzi again after he comes back to life.

Therefore, I called Wanluo Sect's Butler Jin and Master Qiao Sanye, urging them to help me find out where the treasure is so that I can get it for Uncle Huzi. I can't survive a single day without Uncle Huzi.

Normally, it is a problem for Xiaopang and I to have food. We go out to eat every day. But the food is not as delicious as Uncle Huzi’s, and Xiaopang and I are tired of it.

Over a month after I came back, I took a few small feng shui jobs and made less than two million in total, and no big business came knocking on my door.

In the past, Uncle Huzi was always hanging around me and nagging me all day long. I was used to it, but when Uncle Huzi was suddenly gone, I realized how important he was to me.

When he was here, I didn't know how good he was. Now that he is gone, I really regret it. I should have been nicer to him, even nicer.

Only when you lose something do you truly regret it.

Fortunately, I still have a chance to redeem myself.

So, half a month later, good news finally came from Butler Jin.

He told us that there were traces of demonic beasts in southern Yunnan, and they might be quite powerful.

I often urged Butler Jin about this matter, and unexpectedly he actually found out about it.

I quickly asked him what was going on and whether he knew what kind of monster it was.

Butler Jin said he was not very clear about it. He got the news from the local Wanluo Sect in southern Yunnan. It said that a fisherman saw a group of faint green light emerging in the center of Fuxian Lake when he was fishing in the middle of the night. So he bravely approached it and saw a huge monster floating in the center of the lake with thick scales on its body. Most of the monster's body was under water. He did not see clearly what it was. It only appeared for a while and then dived into the depths of the lake.

According to Butler Jin's inference, the huge creature might be some kind of monster, so he called me immediately to explain the matter.

Hearing Butler Jin say this, I was extremely excited. Even if there was only a glimmer of hope, I had to go and take a look. Maybe it really was some kind of monster.

At this time, Butler Jin reminded me again: "Master Wu, you must act as soon as possible. The news of the appearance of the monster in Fuxian Lake will probably spread soon. It is better to act as soon as possible."

I thanked Butler Jin repeatedly, and after hanging up the phone, I couldn't wait to call the sloppy Taoist priest and asked him to blow the whistle and call people to gather near Fuxian Lake.

Afterwards, I called Xiaopang and bought a plane ticket to southern Yunnan. We arrived near Fuxian Lake in the evening of the same day.

After we got off the plane, Butler Jin arranged for people from the local Wanluo Sect to come and pick us up.

The person who is responsible for picking us up is called Lu Yang, and he is the person in charge of Wanluo Sect in southern Yunnan.

He is not very old, probably in his thirties, and is very capable in what he says and does.

As soon as I saw the person, I couldn't wait to ask him about the monster in Fuxian Lake.

Lu Yang told us that they got the news last night. Early this morning, Lu Yang sent people to take a look around Fuxian Lake to see if there was the monster that the fishermen mentioned. However, the situation was not optimistic. They went into the water to look for it but found nothing.

However, the Fuxian Lake is very large and has always been very mysterious. There are no masters in their sect, and they have not conducted any in-depth searches.

In addition, Lu Yang told us another thing. Early this morning, two other groups of people were found wandering around Fuxian Lake.