After time travel, I got rich by catching ghosts and selling talismans

Gu Zhan clasped his palms together, his benevolent brows drooped, and he paused: "This is indeed the truth."

Peng Naiwen hesitated to speak, but seeing Cen Yuan's indifferent appearance and Master Gu Zhan's acquiescing attitude, after thinking about it, he still didn't bother.

Since Master Gu Zhan didn't say anything...it's better for a layman like him not to talk too much.

Wu Xuanduo glanced at Master Gu Zhan, frowned slightly, and followed Peng Naiwen to the big bed with Cen Yuan.

There were also several people guarding the big bed, two of them were wearing red and yellow monk robes like Gu Zhan, and looked very simple and silent; the other two were wearing gray linen clothes, one of them was probably At the age of 30, his lips were tightly pursed, and his eyes were a little wary looking at Wu Xuan who came over.

"Are you Chinese people?" The young man in gray linen suddenly asked in Chinese, his eyes pierced straight over, and his spoken words were a little blunt, "Can you solve Gu Jiang?"

He asked in his mouth, and after wandering around Wu Xuan and Cen Yuan for a while, his gaze was fixed on Wu Xuan's face. For some unknown reason, a trace of Blushing, and even the tip of the ear has a faint pink color.

Wu Xuan: "..."

You seem a little shy!

The young man in sackcloth also seemed a little embarrassed. Just as he was about to speak in a calm tone, he was blocked by Director Cen Yuan who took a step forward. He saw the man with a slender and handsome figure, and said coldly with that handsome face: "We just came to take a look at Mr. Ma's invitation."

The young man in sackcloth was stunned for a moment, unable to follow his train of thought: "Hmm, eh? Oh, let's see."

As he spoke, he stepped aside, revealing the figure of the old man who was blocked by him on the bed.

Under the bright light, the old man's eyes were wide open, looking straight at the direction of the ceiling, and there was a magnified nothingness in his dark pupils.Blue and purple tendons floated on his ashen skin, and when one looked carefully, one could vaguely feel something extremely tiny but stubborn growing in his body, slack and drooping. Tumbling and jumping under the cortex.

The situation is so weird and terrifying, just looking at it like this can make people feel chills in the bottom of their hearts.

The two monks by the bed took a quick look, then lowered their heads, and quickly read a few words in Burmese.

Wu Xuan took a glance, and then his eyes fell on the wide-open eyes of the person on the bed.

I didn't think it before, but now I look carefully, it seems that the pair of black pupils are not empty nothingness, but a layer of thick fear and pain. The pain is so intense that he even lost his heart. The body with mobility could not help trembling slightly. When the beads of sweat rolled over the skin, the subtle protrusions under the skin also jumped, forming a small arc on the loose skin, and the air of sinister resentment suddenly permeated. .

Master Gu Zhan, the two monks, and the two linen-clothed men seemed to be very familiar with this situation. When they saw the black air rising, they each took out their magic weapons, The movement was quick, red, yellow, and white streaks of spiritual energy poured into the body of the person on the bed, and forcefully suppressed the black energy back.

Until Ma Chongming himself on the bed closed his eyes silently, the middle-aged man in linen who had been silent before withdrew his hand in a dejected expression, looked towards Wu Xuan and Cen Yuan, and said in blunt Chinese: "Hua Chinese people, this place is very dangerous, if you don't have the ability to protect yourself, don't fish in troubled waters here."

He said this very bluntly, Cen Yuan frowned slightly, raised his indifferent eyes and looked at him for a moment, and then looked at the indifferent young man standing beside him.

The handsome young man was slightly shorter than him, his palm-sized face was almost transparent white under the light, his long black hair shimmered softly and moistly, and his expression was as cold as clear snow.He quietly looked at the old man lying on the bed who was struggling in pain but was clearly on the verge of death step by step, his dark eyes raised slightly.

"Let's go." Sensing Cen Yuan's gaze, Wu Xuanlue lifted his chin and said to Cen Yuan in a calm tone.

Cen Yuan's heart skipped a beat, and he let out a low "hmm".

As soon as the two of them turned around and walked a few steps, there was a slight panting sound from the other side of the bed, and then a hoarse and difficult voice came: "Cen, Mr. Cen, please wait a moment!"

Ma Chongming on the bed did not know when he regained consciousness. He endured the fear and pain of those Gu worms writhing and gnawing in his body, and grabbed the bed sheet with both hands and eagerly kept the two Wu Xuan who were about to leave: "I heard that Mr. Cen I have dealt with a snake drop in Hua Guohui Province before, please Mr. Cen!"

The fear of death threatens this man who can be said to cover the sky with one hand in Myanmar all the time. He was stripped of the gentleman's elegant shell by Gu Jiang, leaving only a boiling will to survive: "As long as Mr. Cen makes a move." Help me... I am willing to give Mr. Cen the piece of imperial jade that I opened earlier!"

His lips were morbidly purple, and he looked at Cen Yuan stubbornly, dripping sweat wetted his clothes and wet his gray hair.

"Mr. Ma!" The face of the middle-aged man in sackcloth changed slightly, and he blurted out.

Ma Chongming moved his eyeballs with difficulty, and said in a somewhat flamboyant tone: "My old horse doesn't have many other things, but I just give out a lot of emeralds... As long as everyone here can help me get rid of the Gu in my body, I will definitely give it to you." A satisfactory reward for everyone present."

But the premise is... the Gu Jiang in his body can be completely removed, instead of just suppressing it like before.

He had to gasp for breath once he said a word, but his thoughts were still very clear.

Gu Zhan, the two monks, and the two men in gray linen here are already one of the few people in Myanmar who have the deepest research on the head-bending technique, but even so, their joint efforts are only temporary Suppress the Gu Jiang in his body, but cannot completely pull out the mother Gu from his body.

He could feel that the worm in his body was continuously creating its own kind, and those worms were swimming in his body, constantly gnawing at his flesh and blood, and the fine and dense pain stimulated him all the time. His nerves, even when he fell into a coma, the fear and pain did not weaken in the slightest.

Ma Chongming is very clear that at his age, he is already a little lacking in energy and blood. If no one solves the Gu Jiang in his body, he may not be able to survive the day when the Gu Jiang completely breaks out, and he will be killed by those in his body all the time. The worms that were no longer munching were eaten up.

Such a thing must not happen!He doesn't want to die yet, he doesn't want to die!

He knew about Cen Yuan. Although Hua Guo kept information about metaphysics tightly covered, he was still a half-Hua native. In addition, he won his family business by relying on his ancestral business and betting on stones. He really couldn't get the top-secret files or anything like that, but it wasn't difficult to check some fringe things.

As the official agent of the Chinese metaphysics circle, Cen Yuan is undoubtedly powerful and mysterious, especially when he found out that Cen Yuan had appeared in Hui Province not long ago, and even personally participated in handling a head-down technique incident. With Nan Zanbu coming to Myanmar, he ignored the other party's head-down technique and captured him on the public market - such a skill, even Gu Zhan did not dare to boast easily.

Even if there is only a glimmer of hope, he will never let it slip away in his hands!

Ma Chongming stared closely at Cen Yuan's figure, his eyes were extremely fanatical.

Director Cen: "..."

No, you have the wrong person.

Really looking for the wrong person.

He silently shifted his gaze to Master Wuxuan at the side, and as expected, he saw his slightly pursed lips, obviously a little unhappy.

He couldn't help but smile, stretched out his hand and pinched the young man's wrist, and then used his newly learned spiritual sense to transmit a voice: "Friend Wu Dao is the most powerful."

Grandmaster Wu Xuan narrowed his eyes slightly, thought for a while, and replied very magnanimously and calmly: "Yes."

A smile flashed across Cen Yuan's eyes uncontrollably.

The middle-aged man in sackcloth looked at Ma Chongming's admiration for Cen Yuan, and his face was a little worried: "Is Mr. Ma blaming us for not being able to help you get rid of Gu Jiang?"

His voice was stiff, and he didn't look good towards Cen Yuan and Wu Xuan.

Now that Ma Chongming has endured the torment of this Gu Jiang, how dare he offend these head descending masters, lying on the bed with a weak smile, he only said: "Master Dota misunderstood, I just want to get better soon, old Ma."

Dota's lips moved, frowning, but he still didn't have any conflict with Ma Chongming.

After all, he himself only came here for the reward Ma Chongming promised.

"Then ask this Mr. Cen from the Hua Kingdom to take a look at Mr. Ma." He pulled the sleeve of the young man in sackcloth, stood aside, and looked at Wu Xuan angrily. A slap on the arm of the young man.

outrageous!

The young man was slapped by Dota, looked away in a daze, and then couldn't help looking secretly at Wu Xuan's face.

Ma Chongming was already drowsy from the pain, he opened his eyes wide and looked at Cen Yuan, but saw Cen Yuan shook his head indifferently: "Sorry."

Ma Chongming suddenly became short of breath.

"The Snake Jiang in Hui Province and the Nanzanbu incident are not my fault." Cen Yuan didn't mind at all, tearing off the awesome character set that Ma Chongming had just pasted on him, "I'm sorry for Jiang There is no research on the technique.”

"Why, how could it be..." Ma Chongming stared closely at Cen Yuan, and finally closed his eyes in despair, and loosened his fingers holding the bed sheet.

"However," Cen Yuan suddenly turned around, "The fellow Wu Dao who came with me has some understanding of the descending technique."

Ma Chongming opened his eyes in surprise.

Wu Xuan pinched a piece of An Amulet in his hand, and with a smile on his cold face, he asked in fluent Burmese: "Mr. Ma, do you want to buy a talisman?"

The author has something to say: Brother Xuan: I'm going to sell amulets, cover (secure) protect (benefit) me!

Bureau Cen: Got it, understand!

Facts have proved that the world is still full of accidents... Yesterday I went to the hospital for a re-examination. I thought it would be over soon, but later I went for a full-body examination and found that there was something wrong with my heart. It took a lot of time to re-register. Time, I can't finish writing and updating at all, alas

According to the doctor, my heart problem is caused by staying up all night, and my body is protesting against me. If I don't pay attention, it may become more serious.Everyone, try not to stay up late. I went for a physical examination today because my heart and abdomen have always been hurting recently, and the problem was really found out, alas