First-class Celestial Master [Rebirth]

After the ghost messenger left, the yin in the alley hadn't dissipated, and it made people shiver in the cold weather.

Ling Yuan took off his coat and handed it to Zhou Tong. Zhou Tong took the coat with a smile, then took off his own coat and handed it to Ling Yuan.

Ling Yuan: "..."

Zhou Tong looked at him with raised eyebrows, and said, "Why? No?"

Ling Yuan: "...Yes."

The two exchanged coats and put them on, the breath that belonged to each other came out, and the heat surged up.

This time it was over, the only thing Zhou Tong couldn't figure out was Zhao Jingshan's purpose.

Zhao Jingshan doesn't have much energy in him, and those who are difficult to control their energy have difficulty even using those high-quality magic weapons. Zhao Jingshan has collected a lot of precious magic weapons, and such things as female ghost tears are almost hard to come by. Cherish the magic weapon, even he can't guarantee that it can be used well, what does Zhao Jingshan use it for?He can't use it himself at all, so it can't be that he got it for others to use, right?

While Zhou Tong was thinking deeply, he walked out holding hands with Ling Yuan. The two of them stopped suddenly. Ling Yuan protected Zhou Tong behind him. With a twist of his wrist, Frost appeared in his hand.

"Little friend." An old voice came from the alley, and the old man walked out of the shadows with a hunched body and a cane. His head was hanging down, and his facial features could hardly be seen clearly under the dim streetlights.The old man coughed and asked, "Excuse me, how do I get to the old street?"

The old street is indeed not far from here, but at this time, most of the shops on the old street are closed, and there are not many hotels nearby.

But this is not what Zhou Tong really cares about.

The evil spirit on the old man was too heavy.

He didn't feel the presence of the bull's head and horse face just now, but now, the yin energy of the bull's head and horse face has dissipated a little, and he can really feel the strong evil spirit of the old man.

The old man chuckled twice, and asked again: "Is the voice of the little old man too low? My little friend, how do I get to the old street?"

Zhou Tong pursed his lips and said, "Go east from here, take the bus along Longwei Road for three stops, and you will see the old archway."

"Thank you." The old man bowed his waist and coughed, then turned and left.

After he walked a few steps, the evil spirit disappeared immediately.

Zhou Tong frowned more and more, staring at the old man's back, but the old man suddenly turned his head, his squinting eyes opened at this moment, he looked at Zhou Tong, showing a meaningful smile.

"He..." Zhou Tong said in surprise, "The yin energy on that old man's body has been accumulated for at least a hundred years. His age is already over a hundred years old."

"Yes." Ling Yuan nodded. He held Frost in his hand and was ready to make a move, but he had the same considerations as Zhou Tong. The identity of the other party was unknown, and his origin was unknown. It's not easy to make a move.

The source of the evil spirit does not necessarily come from himself, and it may be that the place where he lives for a long time is full of evil spirits. Some people are born with a physique close to the evil spirit, which does not mean that he must be an evil person in his heart.

Zhou Tong lowered his eyes and said, "I can't see the qi on the old man's head."

***

In the private room of the nightclub, Zhao Jingshan sat on the sofa and smoked cigarette after cigarette, while Chen En knelt on the ground silently and did not speak, with his head lowered and his hands clenched into fists flat on his thighs.

Zhao Jingshan's cell phone rang, he answered the phone with a gloomy face, and said in a cold tone: "Hello."

The person talking on the phone was silent for a while, shocked by Zhao Jingshan's tone, and he didn't dare to say anything for a long time. Zhao Jingshan said impatiently, "What's wrong?"

"Boss..." the other party said sweatingly, "We checked that bronze mirror, and we couldn't get the bodhi fruit inside anyway."

"What?!" Zhao Jingshan angrily smashed everything at hand, "Impossible!"

"Boss... we all follow your orders, there is no way to enter the Sumi world in the bronze mirror." After he finished speaking tremblingly, he waited for Zhao Jingshan's response.

As a result, Zhao Jingshan didn't reply him, and hung up the phone directly.

The people over there broke out in a cold sweat when they heard the beeping sound of disconnection. He shook his hands and wanted to talk to Zhao Jingshan, but the call couldn't get through.

Zhao Jingshan dropped the phone, and it fell hard on the ground, debris from the phone case shot out and hit Chen En's face.

The blood on Chen En's face flowed into his mouth, and the astringent taste made him hate, but it wasn't for Zhao Jingshan, but for the person who was against him behind his back. The tighter he clenched his hands, at this moment , an old hand covered the back of Chen En's hand, slightly spreading his clenched fist.

Chen En turned to look at the old man in surprise. The old man smiled kindly at Chen En and helped Chen En up from the ground: "Little Chen En, it's cold on the ground, don't talk on your knees."

"Master...?" Chen En looked at the old man in surprise, completely unable to believe that the old man existed.

In his impression, Master had died a long time ago, and the skinny old man in front of him should have died of illness in a dilapidated small house more than 20 years ago, so it was impossible for him to appear in front of his eyes.

Is it Master...Is it... But, in this world, no one can call him Xiao Chen En except Master.

"Little Chen En, I haven't seen you for 20 years, you have changed a lot."

"Chen En." Zhao Jingshan asked, "Who is this?"

"It's my master, Ning Chenzi." Chen En said, "Both my parents died when I was young. It was my master who brought me back from the orphanage, taught me inner martial arts, and brought me into the Taoist world."

"Master Ning." Hearing this, Zhao Jingshan looked at Ning Chenzi in surprise, he didn't expect that the sickly old man in front of him, who looked so thin that he could knock him out with a single slap, would be such a powerful person.

More importantly, Chen En said before that his master died a long time ago. He died of cancer. The cancer cells had spread throughout his body, and he had an incurable disease. How could he still be alive?Could it be that he has mastered some secret technique?

Ning Chenzi ignored Zhao Jingshan, he said to Chen En: "Teacher, do you know who is the one who got in your way just now?"

"who is it?"

Ning Chenzi smiled and said, "Yes—"

Ning Chenzi's smile froze, and his eyes widened in disbelief. The originally clear image in his mind became blurred, as if someone had deprived him of all memories about that person. In less than 10 minutes, he unexpectedly Forget it all.

"Master, who is it?" Chen En asked in a panic.

Ning Chenzi took back the hand holding Chen En, and kept silent.

***

As the end of the year was approaching, there were more and more busy people, and the business in Zhoutong's store was also getting better and better. Ling Yuan didn't know what he was busy with outside, and he didn't come back for two or three days.

New Year's Day is approaching, the streets are very lively, decorated with lanterns and festoons, and there is a festive atmosphere everywhere.

City A is a city with a strong festive atmosphere.

Needless to say about traditional festivals, even solar terms such as the beginning of spring and the winter solstice will have celebration ceremonies.

This is even more so when it comes to New Year's Day, which is almost the biggest festival of the year except the Spring Festival.

There are three days off on New Year's Day, and there are many entertainment programs on TV.However, this kind of life has nothing to do with Zhou Tong. Anyway, Zhou Tong works for himself. At the age of 80 or [-], he is like an old antique who looks young.

Seeing that the weather outside was fine, Zhou Tong put down his book and prepared to go for a walk.

There was a lot of people outside, and it was too deserted for him to stay at home alone.

Ling Yuan was not at home, and he didn't know what to do.

Zhou Tong made a rough calculation. He has been playing mystery for almost a month. No matter how mysterious it is, it's time to reveal it, right?

Zhou Tong put on his coat, brought money, and prepared to go to the supermarket.

After he bought a bunch of things, he carried them on his way home.

Walking along the familiar street, there are few people on both sides of the road. An old man sat on the curb by the side of the road, stretching his legs towards the middle of the road. He was wearing very thin winter clothes.

With a bottle of white wine in his hand, he drank it boldly. Seeing Zhou Tong approaching, the old man looked at Zhou Tong with drunken eyes, hiccupped Zhou Tong, and then grinned "hehehe".

Zhou Tong looked at him, bowed to him, and said, "Mr."

The old man laughed even more. He nodded to Zhou Tong and said, "Young people know how to be polite."

Thinking about it, Zhou Tong took out a bottle of wine in his hand and handed it to the old man. The old man took the wine, unpacked it, unscrewed the bottle cap, sniffed it, and the strong aroma of the wine came out. Clapped and said: "The sky is good, the earth is good, the wine is good, and the people are good, Miaomiaomiao!"

Zhou Tong smiled and said, "The old man is very elegant."

"Young man," said the old gentleman, "actually, I came here to see you."

"Is there anything I can do to help the old man?" Zhou Tong said respectfully.

The old man waved to Zhou Tong and patted the place next to him. Zhou Tong sat down without hesitation. The originally icy stone floor became extremely soft and warm, as if sitting on a leather sofa. Tong Tong took a closer look and found that there was a piece of fox fur there at some point.

The old gentleman looked at Zhou Tong with a smile, and said, "Old man, I have something to ask."

"Please tell me, sir."

The old man said: "My hometown is in a small county under City C. It is called a Vitality Village because it is very suitable for plants to survive. Most of the villagers in the village make a living by breeding flowers and exporting them wholesale. But Recently, something has happened..."

The old man sighed, took another sip of wine, and then said sullenly: "Oh, I don't know who made the mistake. The flowers in my hometown all withered overnight, and it's useless to ask an expert to check the soil." The situation of the family I guard is particularly difficult. The family relies entirely on one flower field to make a living. If the flower field is lost, the family’s livelihood may not be able to maintain. This matter... It’s embarrassing to say, I have nothing to do, so, I I want to ask Mr. Renjian to help me find out what's going on."

"I will do my best." Zhou Tong responded, and the old man rolled up a ball of snow, which turned into a white jade cup after falling into his hands. He handed the cup to Zhou Tong, poured wine into it, Said, "Then I will trouble you."

As soon as the wine glass fell into Zhou Tong's hands, the old man fell limply to the ground, and a series of animal footprints appeared on the snow, gradually drifting away.

Zhou Tong drank the wine glass, and the things the old man said turned into vivid pictures, all of which were reflected in Zhou Tong's mind one by one.

The old man possessed the soul of the housekeeper, and it was the fox transformed into the housekeeper who spoke his request through the old man's body.

There is a very close relationship between Mr. Renjian and the Shoujiaxian. In the older generation, they often helped each other. Some Mr. Renjian is still a disciple of the Shoujiaxian. When their own abilities are not enough, they often use the power of the Shoujiaxian to help them ward off evil spirits. To dispel the demon, since Shoujiaxian made a request, it was naturally inconvenient for Zhou Tong to refuse.