Yan Shifang was overjoyed after hearing this and immediately stood up to bow to Zhang Lingchuan.

Zhang Lingchuan waved his hand: "You and I have the same goal, let's just do it."

Having said that, Yan Shifang is very good at life.

"Brother Lingchuan is generous. We who stole the door are not insincere people."

"Ordinary and vulgar things may not be as good as Brother Zhang's eyes. Please see if these things are to your liking."

Yan Shifang looked over, and Kong Sanniang took out three things from her body as if by magic.

They were a piece of ancient jade, several empty purple talisman papers, and an empty check.

"This is an exquisite lock unearthed from a Han Dynasty tomb, a purple talisman made by Zhang Tianshi of Longhu Mountain, and 20 in cash donated by our boss."

Seeing this pile of things, Zhang Lingchuan's originally murderous eyes suddenly became amiable.

"The eight sects of the world should have worked together to fight that ghost to the end. The boss took out this pile of stuff. I really deserve it."

Although he said this, Zhang Lingchuan licked his face and put the things in his arms.

Kong Sanniang couldn't stand his money-obsessed look, and snorted coldly: "You say you don't want it, but your body is very honest."

Zhang Lingchuan put the things away with a smile, then sighed and said, "You don't know, I have to spend money on too many things on weekdays. I can't make ends meet, I can't make ends meet!"

After going through the formalities, Yan Shifang asked Zhang Lingchuan what his plans were next.

"We don't know much about the Ghost Face Mask. I'm afraid we have to ask the Dao Alliance to find out."

Zhang Lingchuan looked disdainful: "The Dao League is just a gathering place for a bunch of liars, don't look for them!"

After seeing the faces of Zhao Cheng and his gang, I nodded in agreement.

"They are all a bunch of treacherous villains. If they knew that something like this happened in the world, they would be eager to get on the pole and become the boss."

After hearing what I said, Zhang Lingchuan raised his eyebrows at me in surprise.

"That's okay, Yu Baiwan. In just a few months, you've seen the true face of those people in the Dao League."

I thought to myself, isn’t this something that’s obvious?

When I saw their group of people in a Taoist temple before, I felt that they were very hypocritical and hypocritical.

"Aren't they always pretending to be the boss?"

"If it weren't for an official organization like the Special Investigation Bureau, I'm afraid the Dao League would have long thought of itself as the administrator of the Eight Sects of Jianghu."

After saying this, Kong Sanniang frowned and looked at me.

"This won't work, and that won't work either. How should we investigate that Ghostface Rakshasa?"

"There will be a court meeting in three days after the robbery. If we fail to produce the sacred objects at the meeting, the boss will be in trouble in guarding the sacred objects. According to the gang rules, we will die to apologize!"

My heart sank when I heard this.

Although I know that in the world of martial arts, rules are more important than anything else.

But I really can’t agree with this rule that puts people’s lives at risk at every turn.

Seeing Kong Sanniang's anxious face, Zhang Lingchuan's expression was indifferent.

I knew that this guy already had an idea in mind.

So I asked: "Boss, what should we do next?"

Zhang Lingchuan turned to Yan Shifang and Kong Sanniang and said, "You two can rest here tonight with peace of mind. We will set off early tomorrow morning."

Yan Shifang hurriedly asked: "Where to go?"

Zhang Lingchuan asked him with a smile: "Among the eight sects in the world, which sects' prophecies have not come true?"

Yan Shifang pondered for a long time and then said: "Ghostface asserts that all the capable people in Qianji Sect who make hidden weapons will die from the hidden weapons they made themselves!"

After hearing this, Kong Sanniang's face became even more confused.

"However, we have never heard of any movement from Qianjimen."

Zhang Lingchuan pondered for a long time and then said: "Following others and investigating again and again may not be able to find out what happened. We might as well take the initiative."

Yan Shifang looked excited when he heard this, and quickly asked how to take the initiative.

"Go to bed early tonight. Early tomorrow morning, let's go straight to Qianjimen!"

Kong Sanniang is a woman, so it is naturally inappropriate to be crowded together with us grown men.

Zhang Lingchuan asked me to send Kong Sanniang to Meng Zijin's place to stay overnight.

However, when Sanniang Kong saw Meng Zijin floating around, she was so frightened that she held on to my clothes.

He shook his head desperately.

I sighed helplessly: "Actually, Sister Meng is a very nice person. Don't judge people by their appearance."

After saying that, I turned to look at Meng Zijin: "Sister Meng, you think so."

Meng Zijin glanced at us coldly, then slowly turned around and floated deeper into the shop.

But her voice came out very loudly.

In the quiet night, I suddenly heard the word "Go", and I couldn't hold back the smile on my face.

I turned to look at Kong Sanniang with some embarrassment and said, "How about I send you out to stay in a hotel for one night."

Kong Sanniang glared at me: "Isn't there a small attic in your shop? I want to sleep there!"

I was a little embarrassed: "I usually sleep in that small attic, it's very messy..."

"Then I'll sleep in the small attic! Anyway, you guys can just make do with one night on the first floor!"

After saying this, Kong Sanniang changed her quail posture just now, put her hands behind her back, turned around and walked back to the incense shop.

The funeral street was dark, and the wind blew, adding a sense of desolation and horror.

Kong Sanniang took a few steps forward and turned to look at me: "Hey, you don't want me to sleep in your room."

I sighed: "You are willing, there is nothing I don't want to do."

When she heard me speak, she smiled playfully: "That's it."

Although I didn’t know what she was enjoying, I followed her back to the incense shop.

Zhang Lingchuan spread out a camp bed for Yan Shifang so that he could sleep. When he turned around, he saw me coming back with Kong Sanniang.

"Didn't I ask you to take her to find Mrs. Meng?"

I sighed: "She dislikes Po Meng's being too gloomy and refuses to sleep."

Zhang Lingchuan nodded with a clear face: "Then you can spend the night in the small attic."

Gradually, the night fell.

Yan Shifang lay on the camp bed and closed his eyes.

Zhang Lingchuan waved his hand and asked me to go out with him.

After walking out of the funeral street, I felt a little chilly, so I couldn't help but ask him: "Boss, where are we going this evening?"

I noticed that he was holding an incense candle in his hand.

Could it be that he went out to pay homage to someone late at night?

Unexpectedly, Zhang Lingchuan just held a cigarette in his mouth and said calmly: "Aren't you curious about what Zheng Huaimin is doing out there?"

"I'll take you out to see something new today."

As soon as I heard Zhang Lingchuan's words, I suddenly lost sleep.

It was very quiet at night, and the only sound in the whole street was our footsteps on the stone steps.

"Tap - tap -"

Zhang Lingchuan stopped at the corner of an intersection.

He cursed impatiently: "Zheng Huaimin, you just pretend to be awesome, you have to drag me along, right?"

I didn't know why, but I watched Zhang Lingchuan cursing while bending down to light candles and incense on the roadside.

"Yi Baiwan, squat down and burn these paper money and ingots with me."

I responded, squatted down and started burning something.

At this time, I suddenly felt cold air blowing on the back of my neck, which made me tremble with the cold.

Strangely enough, the temperature didn't suddenly drop so much today.

I turned around in confusion and saw Zheng Huaimin's dead face.

I was so scared that I gasped: "Brother Huaimin, you want to scare me to death in the middle of the night!"

Zheng Huaimin laughed happily: "Yu million, you coward!"

I was just about to tease him a few words, when I suddenly discovered that there were more than a dozen ghosts standing behind Zheng Huaimin.

They stood gloomily behind Zheng Huaimin, motionless, and looked very scary.

"What's going on..."

After listening to my question, Zheng Huaimin showed a proud look on his face.

"The resentment of these wandering souls has not been eliminated and they cannot be reincarnated. They are doing evil in this area and want to harm ordinary people."

"It's different now. They were all conquered by me and became my little brothers!"

"Now, this street is under my control!"

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