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"I put things here first."

"Ah."

"If you want to order takeaway, you can call this number, and the neighbors can get a [-]% discount."

"Oh."

"The windows on the side of the street have been replaced with sound insulation, but it may still be a bit noisy at night, please forgive me."

"it is good."

There was a polite social smile on his face that was a little stiff, but there were countless growls in his heart, which made Song Guimu's face turn blue.

But his landlord was still helping to clean up the room. For the house that had already paid the deposit and half a year's rent, he couldn't lose his composure on the spot.

Song Guimu finally heaved a sigh of relief when Aunt Hua went down to be busy with the affairs of Ruhua Xiaoju, and turned to the person who was still wandering in the house over there: "Why is it you?"

"I should ask you that." Zhang Fei lazily leaned against the door, "I've lived here for several years, who knows that you will suddenly move here."

Aunt He next door went to help his son take care of the housework, so he knew about the fact that the house was vacant for rent. He was not surprised that Aunt Hua was enthusiastic about taking over the landlord's job, but he didn't expect that the tenant would come to him only yesterday. The people they had conflicted with...

This is good, there are three rooms on the second floor, one is inhabited by a rich second generation who can get out of his body at any time, one is inhabited by the ghost king and his priest, and the other is inhabited by a mysterious exorcist... Could it be here? Is Feng Shui particularly attractive to heterogeneous people?

Song Guimu snorted, did not speak, and pushed open the window on his own.The white cat monk lightly jumped in from the window and nodded towards Zhang Fei.

"You can't keep pets here, just don't disturb the people..." Zhang Fei said lightly, "Also, the kid is also next door. I don't care why you bother him, I hope you can get along peacefully in the future..."

He paused, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he pulled out a nasty smile: "You don't want to encounter any trouble during your stay here, do you?"

—a naked threat.

"You did your best." Considering the money spent, Song Guimu had no choice but to hold back for the time being, "It's that you want to go on a mission with me? What kind of mission?"

"Mission?" Zhang Fei was taken aback.

"Many haven't told you?" Song Guimu raised his eyebrows, "He entrusted me with a job, saying that someone will cooperate with me this time, right next door to me... If it's not you, who else could it be?"

"Speaking of which, I haven't asked you yet. What do you do? Taoist?" Many people can ask later, but Zhang Fei is more curious about the identity of the person in front of him.

"Taoist?" Snorting disdainfully, Song Guimu turned around, folded his arms around his chest, and put on a rather domineering pose: "I'm not afraid to tell you, my young master is a ghost exorcist with no family or sect. !"

He spoke with great momentum, but Zhang Fei blinked shamelessly: "The exorcist...what is it?"

"Ask your kid!" Song Guimu said angrily, his expression froze.

"Demon exorcist?" Hearing this word, Zhong Cuo frowned, "It wouldn't be surprising if he was..."

"How to say?"

"Have you heard the story of Song Dingbo catching ghosts?"

"The one who spat and sold the ghost for 500 yuan?" Zhang Fei nodded, "Of course I've heard of it."

In those ghost stories, people are always the unlucky ones. It is rare that there is a story where the person is a bully and takes a lot of money. Naturally, Zhang Fei is deeply impressed.

"The genre of exorcists uses this allusion. They claim that gods and ghosts are not afraid of anything, and they have no taboos. As long as they have money, King Yama will dare to sell it to you." Zhong Cuo's expression became obviously upset, "But many people like it." They are free and unrestrained, and there are often some monks and Taoists who can't get along in the sect to mess with them, mix their own inheritance into it, and gradually form their own school."

"Ghost exorcists are not bound by the rules, so they do things by hook or by crook, which is very troublesome." Seeing that Zhang Fei didn't seem to think there was anything wrong with this, Zhong Cuo reminded emphatically, "For example, if someone kills someone else, the wronged soul Those monks and Taoist priests don’t dare to mess with such things, but they dare, as long as they get enough money, those people don’t care about the retribution of heaven.”

"This is a bit exaggerated..." Zhang Fei was speechless. "A gentleman must obtain money in a proper way. Look at me, for five...cough, I mean, it's not good for them to do this."

Zhong Cuo nodded with satisfaction, and closed his teeth: "So try not to deal with them. The creed of exorcists is that they can do anything for money—including betraying their companions."

"That's right~" Zhong Cuo's voice hadn't finished yet, and there was already a tone that was neither yin nor yang. Zhang Fei looked around, but saw that the door of the room that should be locked was wide open, and Song Guimu stood there at some point. By the door, "We exorcists have always been like this. Unfortunately, we are the happiest people in the world. If we have money, we will do it without any fuss. It is many times better than those crooked bull-nosed and bald people."

"For money, are you not even afraid of retribution?" Zhong Cuo's face darkened.

"Retribution?" Song Guimu sneered, "It's said that the retribution of the natural law is not good, but how many good people in the world have no good retribution? If there is really retribution and it is so effective, how can it be our turn to exorcise ghosts? Master I'm standing here, you can get me a retribution and come out to see, ghost, king, da, man?"

The two were looking at each other full of gunpowder, but they heard a timid voice from the door: "Then what... do you mind if I say something?"

"You came at just the right time." Song Guimu glanced back, and let a lot of people in happily, "If you really cooperate with them, this task will be impossible, and that kid will be fine, you get a ghost king here. what happened?"

"That kid" shrugged when he heard the words: "I also want to ask you, how do you describe this mission?"

"Wait for me to talk slowly..." Many people regretted not bringing Xi Shao to rest today. He is a civil servant, and he was a ghost king, a ghost exorcist, and a hooligan. If we have already found out the location of one of them, it is in the Yinlong Cave under Wolong Lake, but the owner there is too lazy to come out, so you have to get it..."

"Then why are so many people going together?" Zhang Fei asked.

"That ghost dragon..." Many people trembled subconsciously when they said this word, "he has a special hobby, he likes playing games very much, so he designed his home according to the games he has been playing... …If you want to ask him for something, you must follow his request and go inside from the outermost maze of his house to meet him in person.”

"Is that maze dangerous?"

"The danger is not too dangerous, but Wolong Lake used to be a famous mass grave for raising corpses. Although it was sealed up and turned into a lake, a lot of ghosts are still sealed under it. Last time I followed Shao, and another companion went together and walked through the gate of hell, this time..."

Zhang Fei frowned slightly. If that was the case, it would be considered considerate of many people to help them contact the exorcist. Although this person's mouth is not polite, his strength is there, but...

Looking at the displeased exorcist, Zhang Fei felt that it might not be so easy to convince him.

"...For the sake of evil, I can accept it." Although he has an extremely bad impression of the group of exorcists, the matter is of great importance, and he cannot be willful.

"I'm not interested," Song Guimu snorted coldly, "Ghosts want to hang out with the ghost king."

Hey, who do you think is a ghost... Zhang Fei didn't speak yet, but Duo smiled slightly: "Besides the fifty thousand, you can also ask for something from Ghost Dragon."

"...Huh?" Many brows frowned, "What?"

"Mu Shenhua, that dragon has one of the last remaining trees in the world."

As soon as this remark came out, Song Guimu's expression changed suddenly, and he obviously struggled.After being silent for a long time, he sighed and raised his hand. He found the half Peking Opera mask out of nowhere and put it on his face: "Okay, I'll take over this job."

Covering his face with a mask means that he is already an exorcist.The ghost exorcist may do anything for money, but he also has his own creed, one of which is that the next task will be completed no matter how desperate he is.

Seeing that the three finally reached an agreement, many of them were obviously relieved, leaving a sentence "See you at Wolong Lake then" and disappeared.Song Guimu also left, and Zhang Fei sighed slightly, imagining what he was about to face, only to feel his head hurt again.

"Walking the maze in the dungeon battlefield, the game of Lao Tzu's life is really getting more and more 'interesting'..."

Three days later, by the Wolong Lake.

The blue waves of Wolong Lake are rippling, but unfortunately the surrounding green grass has turned yellow and the leaves have withered. It is not as fresh and natural as it used to be, but instead reveals a bit of autumn chill.

Zhang Fei stood by the lake and tried the lake water, it was icy cold to the bone.He had been here several times before, but the Wolong Lake in front of him gave him a strong sense of uneasiness that was completely different from before.

Had it changed here, or had his feelings changed?

Suppressing the uneasiness in his heart, Zhang Fei checked his backpack.Although there is no way to provide more help, many people have prepared a lot of usable things for them.Zhang Fei looked through it, and found that besides drinking water and weapons, the most common food was glutinous rice.

Based on many previous introductions, Zhang Fei is quite prepared for what he will encounter.

"The contact over there has been completed. In five minutes, you can go into the water—uh, is there a way to avoid the water?"

"Of course." Song Guimu raised his eyebrows and said very bluntly.

"I'll take you." Zhong Cuo stretched out his hand to Zhang Fei, and Zhang Fei held it with a smile. The way the two held hands was really like a father and son.

"Ten, nine..." Many people were counting down there, and the three of them had slowly entered the water. When the water was about to run out, Zhang Fei suddenly remembered something and asked, "By the way, you said he likes games." , which one do you like?"

He seems to have been forgetting to ask the most important question...

"Old game, Legend of Sword and Fairy!" Many voices came from afar.

"What?!" Zhang Fei's face turned green, and before he had time to say more, he felt his body tense up, as if a vortex entangled his body under the water, sucking him in completely.