Spirit Planter

Yan Zhao also realized that something was wrong, he was taken aback and said, "Not long ago, Brother Zhou, did you doubt it?"

Yan Jinzhou smiled, "Let's go and meet this fortune teller."

Yan Zhao responded readily, "Okay!"

Yan Jinzhou called Du Shaorong and told him that he had gone to Hantan Temple.

Du Shaorong had something to do, so he answered and hung up the phone with a slightly cold attitude.

Yan Jinzhou glanced at the phone, frowned slightly, Shaorong seemed to have something on his mind, but the relationship between the two of them was not to the point where he could intervene in Du Shaorong's affairs, so he could only keep his doubts in his heart, and planned to go to Han Let's talk about Tan Temple later.

Putting his phone in his bag, Yan Jinzhou drove to Hantan Temple.

On the way, while waiting for the red light, Yan Jinzhou suddenly said, "Yan Zhao, do you want to use the Seven Illusion Qing Linglian to get you a body?"

Yan Zhao said with some resentment, "Brother Zhou, your attention is finally on me."

Yan Jinzhou parked the car aside, and used the Seven-Illusion Qing Linglian to spell a seven-year-old child. Casting the spell, he turned into a flesh body. Yan Zhao got into the child's eyebrows and became a child.

Yan Zhao looked at his short hands and feet, not understanding, "Brother Zhou, why did you make me so small?"

Yan Jinzhou said seriously, "Small people make people relax their vigilance."

Yan Zhao will definitely follow him often. If he is an adult, maybe Shaorong will be jealous, but it doesn't matter if he is a child.

Yan Zhao nodded, "It makes sense."

Yan Jinzhou continued to drive and drove steadily all the way to Hantan Temple.

Hantan Temple is a thousand-year-old temple. Now there are more than 100 monks in it, and there are many masters. It's just that they don't strive for fame or profit, so they slowly live a semi-reclusive life.

The incense in this ancient temple has always been very prosperous, and there are many people coming and going every day. The incense that those people light often shrouds the ancient temple in a cloud of smoke.

Now, this ancient temple has a fortune teller, and there are more people, even at the gate there are many people standing.

Yan Jinzhou found a place to park in the distance, and then walked over.

Yan Zhao looked back and forth, "Brother Zhou, there are too many people here."

Yan Jinzhou lowered his head slightly, and said, "Listen to what they said, most of them are talking about the magic fortune teller, and they should all come here for the magic fortune teller."

Yan Zhao frowned, "Then the charm of this fortune teller is too great."

Yan Jinzhou took Yan Zhao to the ancient temple, "Go and see for yourself and you will know how attractive this fortune teller is."

The ancient temple is very big, and the two of them walked a lot before seeing the magic fortune teller.

Shen Suanzi is wearing a blue Taoist uniform, in his 50s, with a goatee and a Taoist hat, and looks like a tall man.

He was sitting under one roof, and there was a long queue in front of him. The queue extended to the outside without end, which was really weird.

"Brother Zhou, do you see what it is?" Yan Zhao is familiar with spiritual things, but not so much about those demons and ghosts.

Yan Jinzhou stared at the fortune teller for a while, then smiled slightly, "He is a ghost."

"Fate the evil ghost?" Yan Zhao had the original expression.

Ming Xiegui, one of the evil spirits in hell, likes to use the opportunity of fortune-telling to obtain the other party's birth date, and then perform evil methods to add the other party's lifespan to him and transform it into cultivation.

Because people are endless, even the evil spirits cannot die.

However, his fortune-telling is also true, and he is very accurate. This is related to the evil method he practiced, and he can spy on the secrets of heaven.

Yan Zhao turned his head and asked, "Brother Zhou, what should we do now?"

There are so many people here, if they fight with the evil ghost, it will definitely cause countless deaths and injuries, so we can only wait until there are fewer people before we start. Yan Jinzhou raised his chin, "We will also queue up to find him."

Yan Zhao didn't understand what Yan Jinzhou meant, but he was used to obeying, so he immediately walked to the back of the line and lined up.

……

After Du Shaorong answered Yan Jinzhou's call, he went to the airport with a heavy heart. He was already cold, but now his face was expressionless, and he looked even colder.

He drove to the airport alone, and after a while, a boy of eighteen or nineteen came out of the airport.

The young man was dressed in white from head to toe, even his shoes were white, his eyebrows were exquisite, his face seemed to be shining with sunshine, giving him a clean and refreshing feeling.

Jiang Yunhua waved to Du Shaorong mischievously, "Brother Shaorong."

Du Shaorong got out of the car, picked up the suitcase in the boy's hand, and put it in the trunk, while the boy naturally sat in the co-pilot.

Du Shaorong quickly got into the car, started the car and left.

Jiang Yunhua tilted his head to look at Du Shaorong, with a smile in his eyes, "Brother Shaorong, I haven't seen you for a year, do you miss me?"

Du Shaorong stared at the road ahead with deep eyes, and answered irrelevantly, "Are you still used to it abroad?"

Jiang Yunhua's smile became a little broken, "I'm used to it, you know that I have a strong ability to adapt to the environment. It only took me a month, and I no longer feel any strangeness."

Du Shaorong asked calmly, "How long do you plan to stay when you come back this time?"

Jiang Yunhua said hintingly, "I'm 20 years old and I don't want to leave, or brother Shaorong will be snatched away?"

Du Shaorong's eyes were darkened, but his tone was still calm, "Did someone tell you something?"

Jiang Yunhua's heart skipped a beat, Brother Shaorong was too sensitive, his body was a little stiff, "No, Brother Shaorong, don't guess wildly, it will scare me."

Du Shaorong skipped the topic, "Where do you live?"

The smile on the corner of Jiang Yunhua's mouth dissipated unconsciously, and his voice showed weakness, "Brother Shaorong, I want to live in your house. It's too deserted to live alone, and I'm a little scared."

Du Shaorong didn't say anything, and took him home.

There is no one at home, and it is very deserted.

Jiang Yunhua walked to the room he used to live in very naturally, and after opening the door, he carefully looked at the furnishings in the room, "Brother Shaorong, nothing has changed here."

Du Shaorong put the suitcase at the door of the room, "Clean it yourself."

Jiang Yunhua responded crisply, "Yes."

Du Shaorong went back to his room, and there was still the strange grass-like fragrance of Yan Jinzhou in the room. He took a deep breath, opened the curtains of the floor-to-ceiling windows, looked at the garden outside, and took out his mobile phone to Yan Jinzhou. continent on the phone.

Yan Jinzhou was in the ancient temple, the phone rang for a while before he picked it up, "Shaorong, what's wrong?"

Du Shaorong frowned when he heard the noisy voice, and asked lightly, "Where are you?"

Looking at the ancient temple full of people, Yan Jinzhou thought to himself that something strange happened to him, "I'm in the ancient temple."

Du Shaorong raised his brows slightly, and there was a flash of surprise, "What are you doing in the ancient temple?"

Yan Jinzhou was inconvenient to say, so he said vaguely, "There is something wrong."

Du Shaorong didn't ask any further questions, he was silent for a while, and said, "I won't come back for dinner for a while, you remember to eat."

Yan Jinzhou said, "Okay."

Du Shaorong tightened his slender fingers holding the phone, "It's nothing, I'll hang up first."

Yan Jinzhou hurriedly said, "Wait, Shaorong."

There was a touch of tenderness in Du Shaorong's cold eyes, "What's wrong?"

"Is there something wrong with you? If there is something wrong with you, I'll come back right away?" Yan Jinzhou felt that something was wrong with Du Shaorong, and he couldn't tell, but he had a gut feeling that something was wrong with him.

Du Shaorong refused, "It's okay, it's important that you do business, we'll talk about it at night if we have something to do."

Yan Jinzhou then said, "I'll be back later at night."

A warm smile curled up on Du Shaorong's lips, and his voice was gentle, "I'll wait for you."

Yan Jinzhou said, "Okay."

Outside the door, Jiang Yunhua quietly listened to Du Shaorong's words, and a sense of crisis came to his heart.

In his memory, Brother Shaorong has never shown a gentle side to anyone, just now he heard a gentle feeling from his voice, who is he calling?

It seemed that it was right for me to come back at this time, otherwise brother Shaorong would really be snatched away.

……

evening.

Yan Jinzhou and Yan Zhao looked at the still long queue speechlessly, and thought to themselves that they would not be able to tell their fortunes today.

The two left the team, found a hidden location, and closely monitored the evil ghost.

Yan Zhao looked at those people in the square, "Brother Zhou, I don't think those people lining up are normal."

Yan Jinzhou looked over and scrutinized, "It's not normal, it's all obsessed."

Yan Zhao said, "The influence of evil spirits on ordinary people is too great."

Yan Jinzhou nodded, "Wait patiently, it's best to get rid of him today, so as not to harm more people."

Yan Zhao said, "Yes."

Ming Xiegui didn't know that he was being targeted, and was still telling everyone's fortune. He didn't stop until the moon came out.

Those who didn't count their fates regretfully left the ancient temple and planned to come back the next day.

He ordered the evil ghost to close the stall, and then left the ancient temple satisfied.

Yan Jinzhou and Yan Zhao followed Ming Xiegui, planning to see where he was going before making a move.

After ordering the evil ghost to leave the ancient temple, he came to the mountain forest behind the ancient temple. There was a nine-story pagoda in the mountain forest. In the dark night, the pagoda faintly shone with runes, carrying a sacred light.

He ordered the evil ghost to come to the stupa and look left and right. Seeing no one, he jumped to the top floor and got in through the window.

Yan Zhao chuckled, "Brother Zhou, does he regard this as his lair?"

Yan Jinzhou looked at the ninth floor of the pagoda, showing some doubts, "What's in this pagoda?"

Yan Zhao thought for a while, and said with a half-knowledge, "Generally, such pagodas seem to contain Buddhist scriptures. The ancient temple has a long history, and there should be many Buddhist scriptures."

Yan Jinzhou nodded to express his approval, and then flew to the top of the pagoda to see what Mingxie was doing inside.

... The evil ghost is actually reading Buddhist scriptures!

Yan Zhao found it inconceivable, "Brother Zhou, has he lost his mind in fortune-telling?"

Yan Jinzhou watched quietly, thinking quickly in his mind, and after a while he figured it out, "He is not confused, he is using the Buddhist aura of Buddhist scriptures to cover up the ghost aura on his body, and he is afraid that the evil soldiers will find him."

Yan Zhao looked at Yan Jinzhou in admiration, "Brother Zhou, you are so smart."

In the next second, Yan Jinzhou flew a few golden silk threads into the pagoda to bind the evil ghost and strike first!

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