Dressed up as his brother

"what happened?"

Nanrong knew that Chongyang had objections to the Ability Bureau, so when he left, he didn't say what he was going to do, only that he had something to leave for two days.

"Do fellow Daoist Chongyang know about the change in Wanguikeng?" Daoist Changfeng asked.

"Changes?" Chongyang naturally knew that Master Changfeng was talking about the presence of ghost spirits in the Ten Thousand Ghosts Pit. Nanrong had told him about this a long time ago, but it was still a secret on the surface, so Chongyang pretended not to know. .

"After the King of Ghosts in the Pit of Thousand Ghosts was devoured by Brother Ling, a ghostly aura from ghosts appeared in the pit." Master Changfeng said.

"So Nanrong went to Ghost God?" Chongyang asked.

"Yesterday in Liangcheng's Ten Thousand Ghost Pit, a ghost general was promoted to ghost king."

Chongyang's eyes flickered slightly, how long has it been, the ghost king was born again in less than a month?

"Ren Ju used the Dinghai Qiankun Pan..." Seeing Chongyang's calm expression, Master Changfeng couldn't help asking, "Chongyang Daoist friend knows the Dinghai Qiankun Pan?"

"During the Warring States Period, the Misty Son of the Shangqing Palace made a calculation compass made of meteorites from outside the sky. It can be used to measure the luck of heaven and earth. It is regarded as the most precious treasure among Taoist magic treasures." Dinghai Qiankun Disk is a Taoist treasure. Never heard of it.

"Fellow Daoist Chongyang is really knowledgeable. Not many people know about this thing even in the Superpower Bureau." Master Changfeng said meaningfully.

Chongyang cast a sideways glance at the old Taoist priest, feeling like he was being ripped off by someone, but he didn't care too much. Who would know that something that was common sense hundreds of years ago would become a secret hundreds of years later.

"Fellow Daoist is right. The Dinghai Qiankun Pan can measure the fate of heaven and earth. Ren Ju used it to investigate the Wangui Pit in Liangcheng, and found that the ghost energy in the Wangui Pit affects the gate of purgatory." Changfeng Daoist said When I was at the Gate of Purgatory, I observed Chongyang's expression, and saw that although he frowned slightly, he was not very surprised, so I knew that Chongyang should know about the Gate of Purgatory, "The Gate of Purgatory needs the power of luck to seal it. , Nan Rong is very lucky, so he has been responsible for sealing the gate of purgatory these years. I thought it would be enough to just strengthen the seal, although I know that when sealing the gate of purgatory, Nan Rong was accidentally sucked in."

"He was sucked in?" Chongyang's expression changed, "It didn't disappear during the investigation of ghosts."

"Fellow Chongyang Daoist was joking. The ghosts and monsters are in chaos. There are so many wandering spirits and evil ghosts. How can they enter and investigate at will."

Chongyang silently looked at Master Changfeng.

"Except for you, Fellow Daoist Chongyang." Daoist Changfeng paused for a moment, and continued, "I'm here this time to invite fellow Taoists to enter the ghost world and rescue Junior Brother Nanrong. Junior Brother Nanrong often talks about you, Fellow Daoist, to Pindao, saying You helped him a lot, and he was his only close friend. The last time the power bureau targeted the little ghost king, the bureau knew that the junior brother and the fellow daoist had a good relationship, and deliberately kept the junior brother from it. For this matter, the junior brother The Bureau fired a fire..."

"Okay." Chongyang raised his hand to interrupt Master Changfeng's words, "When was it sucked away, and did anything unusual happen when it was sucked away?"

"It's been more than half a day. As for the abnormal state, there is nothing special. The elder Shang De who was also at the gate of purgatory said that the younger brother was suddenly sucked away when he was close to the gate of purgatory." Changfeng said.

It's been half a day and I haven't come out. Could it be that I was sucked into the place last time?

Nanrong has a body protected by luck, and his vitality will not be plundered. The biggest possibility is that he is trapped by wandering spirits.He could go in and look for it, but he had to prepare the big red bottle before downloading the dungeon.

Chongyang raised his eyes and looked at Master Changfeng: "I can go, but I need one thing."

"Fellow Daoist, please tell me?" Seeing that Chongyang was willing to save Nanrong, Daoist Master Changfeng bowed again.

"I need organic water." Chongyang said.

"How much?" Although the organic water is expensive, it was originally brought back by Nanrong, so it is not difficult to use.

"That depends on how much you want to save Nanrong." Chongyang said.

Master Changfeng looked at Chongyang in astonishment, could this be taking advantage of the fire?

"Ghosts will devour the vitality of living souls. The more vitality water you give, the longer I can search inside."

It turned out that it scared the old Taoist to death.

"Okay, I'll let the bureau prepare. Do you have any other requests?" Daoist Changfeng asked.

"If possible, I would like to enter through the gate of purgatory."

Master Changfeng's expression immediately became embarrassing when he heard the words. The gate of purgatory is related to the life and death of the world, and even few people in the Ability Bureau know the location of the gate of purgatory.

"It doesn't matter if you don't go, I just think it will be easier to find if you go in from the same place." Chongyang naturally knew the other party's concerns, so he didn't force it.

"I need to apply for this." The ghost creature is in chaos, and ordinary people can't tell the direction at all. If they can enter from the same place, it will be easier to find Nan Rong.

"Okay, then go get ready, and let me know when you're ready."

"Okay, I'll go right away." Master Changfeng knew that time was running out, so he didn't delay, the master and apprentice bowed their heads and left.

Not more than an hour after the two left, they came back again. When they came back, the little Taoist priest Zimu was holding a five-liter mineral water bucket in his arms.

"This is vital water." Master Changfeng signaled Zimu to give the bucket to Chongyang.

"It can be seen that you really want to save Nanrong." Chongyang was speechless.

"If it's not enough, I can still apply to the higher authorities." Changfeng Zhenren said with actions that they really really wanted to save Nanrong.

"Understood, where is the gate of purgatory?"

"The Gate of Purgatory..." Daoist Changfeng shook his head and sighed, "Sorry, the Gate of Purgatory is a matter of life and death in the world, even if it is an insider of the Ability Bureau, it is rare to know the location."

"Understood." Chongyang didn't ask much, turned around and went to the kitchen to get a mineral water bottle, put the water into the kettle, then came out with the empty bottle, and filled a bottle of organic water.

"You only bring such a little vitality water?" Zimu Taoist couldn't help asking.

"Otherwise? Carrying a big bucket in, should I go find someone or deliver water?" Chongyang sarcastically said.

"I'm sorry..."

Chongyang didn't want to argue with Zimu either, although the little Taoist priest was a bit out of his mind, he was really worried about Nanrong.

Chongyang found a backpack, put the vitality water in it, took some talismans that he had drawn, and then took down the ancient evil soldiers hanging on the wall, raised his hand casually, and a ghost gate appeared.

This is... this is about to leave?

Not to mention the little Taoist priest Zimu who has never seen anything in the world, even the old Taoist priest Changfeng is dumbfounded when he sees it. Did the gate of hell open so casually?Why does it look more casual than opening the door of your own room?Moreover, the place you are going to is a ghost, it is the most dangerous place in the world of Yin and Yang, why are you doing it like going to the supermarket to buy soy sauce?

"Oh, I forgot one thing." Chongyang turned to look at Master Changfeng.

"Fellow Daoist, please tell me." There is something else, this is normal.

"If the little ghost king appears while I'm away, what are you going to do with the Ability Bureau?" Chongyang didn't have this concern before, but didn't you hear that the ghost king appeared in the Ten Thousand Ghost Pit just now?What if the little devil suddenly gets hungry and runs out again?

"Don't worry, fellow daoist. After you leave, Pindao will guard here personally, and he will definitely not let the little ghost king leave here." The Ability Bureau is determined to kill the little ghost king, and Chongyang wants to protect his younger brother. Master Changfeng feels that both sides are right.But he is just a nominal elder in the Ability Bureau, without any real power, the only thing he can do is to prevent the little ghost king from leaving here.As long as the little ghost king doesn't go out to make trouble, the Ability Bureau will have no chance to kill him.

Master Changfeng felt that this method was the best of both worlds.

"Master Changfeng, with all due respect, you should be unstoppable." Chongyang said sincerely.

"..." Master Changfeng lost his face, but damn it, he seemed unable to refute.

"Pindao will do our best." Master Changfeng blushed.

"Forget it, what to do, what to do, but tell you that bureau chief, if you kill him, you have the ability, if you don't, if I can't kill you, I don't think I have the ability." Chongyang smiled like a spring breeze, and the crowd watched Zimu The little Taoist shivered for no reason.

"Poverty will definitely convey it." Master Changfeng sighed, this person is really arrogant and domineering.

Chongyang nodded and was about to leave when he suddenly thought that he didn't know how long he would stay on this trip to ghosts, so he turned around and went to the kitchen again, and yelled out from the kitchen window: "Old man Qin, I want to go out , the little devil will lend you a few days to play."

Master Changfeng: Old man Qin, who is it?The one who lives next door seems to be...

"You kid, do you treat ghosts like a supermarket, and go shopping when you have nothing to do." Old Qin's voice came from outside the window. He had already sensed that Chongyang opened the ghost gate just now.During this period of time, Chongyang opened the gate of ghosts whenever he had nothing to do. Sometimes he opened the gate of ghosts three or four times a day, and he was almost numb.

Master Changfeng: Really... really Mr. Qin?

"Do you want me to give the little devil's head to old man Lin?" Old man Lin is another old man Xiao Chongming knows, who lives behind them.

"Wait, I'll be right over."

The gate of Chongyang’s courtyard was not closed, so Mr. Qin came over in his pajamas, and raised his eyebrows in surprise when he saw Changfeng who was stuck in the living room: “Changfeng, why are you here?”

"Old Qin." Master Changfeng regained his senses from the shock, and bowed to Elder Qin. This is a senior from the Taoist sect. Thirty years ago, Luo Mingshan woke up from a thousand-year-old blood stagnation, and his corpse filled the city. The violent tide fell, and the people of a city were saved.But because of this, Elder Qin's health has broken his foundation, and he has been recuperating here since then, and he hasn't come out for many years. "This junior is here for something..."

"Forget it, old man, I've been retired for decades, so I don't care about that." Before Daoist Changfeng could finish speaking, Elder Qin waved his hand to interrupt and asked Chongyang, "Where's Little Chongming?"

"Sleeping in the house."

"Didn't he take a nap at two o'clock?" It's only 01:30.

"He just fell down, knocked his nose, and fell asleep after crying for a while."

"What, fell?! And nosebleed?" Qin Lao didn't care about the people in the room, and ran to find Xiao Chongming in a hurry.

Master Changfeng stared at this scene dumbfounded: "You and Mr. Qin... are very familiar?"

"Unfamiliar." Chongyang shook his head.

"Chongyang, do you want to suffocate your brother to death, kid? How long have you been stuffing these two rolls of tissues?!" Mr. Qin was holding two rolls of tissues that were hard because of the dried blood in his hands.

"Let's go." Chongyang pretended not to hear, turned and stepped into the ghost gate.

Old Qin was so angry that he raised his hand and threw the tissue in his hand, and smashed it in before the gate of hell closed.Only then did Mr. Qin rest from his anger, and turned back to Xiao Chongming's bedroom.

In the living room, the master and apprentice who were left behind looked at each other for a long time before Zimu asked, "Master, are we still here?"

"Didn't you hear? Master can't stop you." And with Mr. Qin around, it's not him who wants to stop him.

Inside the ghost gate, Chongyang was rubbing his chin, staring at a bloody tissue ball on the ground in thought.Old man Qin is very old and strong. When he threw the paper towel balls flying far away just now, one of the paper towel balls happened to hit a wandering soul. In an instant, the wandering soul turned into fly ash, together with the ghosts within ten meters. The other wandering souls were all annihilated in ashes.

"It's a good thing, but it's a bit dirty." Chongyang stretched out two fingers and picked up the tissue ball. Fortunately, it blocked the nostrils. If it was for wiping the buttocks, no matter how powerful he was, he wouldn't want it.

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