After Rebirth, I returned to Miaojiang to inherit my family business

[Jie Jie Jie Jie, if you dare to rob me of my things, now those little **** can hardly move at all. But I have something to do here temporarily, and I can't leave it alone, so I can only trouble you to go there in person. 】

There was a series of creepy sneers in the voice note sent by the witch scholar, and then the tone changed very smoothly, and Yan Yuese and Wu Rong continued: "I am currently in Jieyang, waiting for you to go to Chaozhou to get it." You can stop by Wanwugenshui to have a look, Jieyang is very lively during this time.”

It was Jieyang again, and now Wu Rong was very sensitive to this place name: "Zhou Xinhong?"

"Sure enough, you still remember."

The witch scholar said happily, and then sighed: "But we are just joining in the fun, now..."

The witch scholar's message was suddenly interrupted, and Wu Rong waited for a long time without replying. He put down his cell phone and looked for Fu Qing: "I'm going to Chaozhou first, and then Jieyang."

There are still about ten days before the Stone Gambling Conference will start. Although Chaozhou is next to Jieyang, if we go to Chaozhou first, the time will be tighter, and he will leave in two days.

"I'm with you."

"Um."

Wu Rong finally found out that he was not surprised at all, as if he had expected that Fu Qing would definitely go with him. He used to be alone, but now he is used to Fu Qing's existence.

"I plan to take Chen Cheng with me."

Wu Rong thought: "Stay at home with the green spirit Gu."

The day before yesterday, he fed the little green snake a wood essence beard. After eating it, it immediately went to nest in the herb pile in the small garden, probably about to shed its skin. Green spirit Gu's shedding is different from that of little spiders, it takes a long time and a lot of energy. Before shedding, it will enter a state similar to hibernation and stay still. Spirit Gu itself is a rare spiritual thing, it is very difficult to go further, and this kind of opportunity is rare, so Wu Rong decided to leave the little green snake at home to shed its skin with peace of mind.

He made some plans, Wu Rong now is not as poor and white as he used to be, and there are quite a lot of bits and pieces on his body. Fu Qing is simple, a mahogany sword, and a yellow cloth bag containing various materials. And the witch scholar who suddenly disappeared did not reappear at night, and said without thinking as soon as he opened his mouth: "You...you came here alone."

"no."

Wu Rong glanced at Fu Qing who was drawing talismans in the living room: "Three people."

And Huangmao also went with him.

"Oh~ three people."

In a luxury villa in Rongcheng in the Guangdong and Guangxi safe zone, Master Ling Yun, whose face was scorched and his hair was frizzy, let out a breath of black air, and then even his tone of voice became brisk.

"Woo... woo woo!"

At the end of the conversation, Master Ling Yun withdrew from DingTalk. He calmly put the phone in his sleeve, and then looked at the black pagoda tree coffin that was leaning on the sofa, humming and trembling, and making a strange "woo-woo" sound, and picked it up. Break the red thread tied to the coffin.

Boom!

The coffin exploded with a deafening thunderous explosion, and a thin and agile figure rushed to Master Lingyun like a monkey, grabbing his cell phone by his sleeve: "I want to talk to the king too! You talk to the king behind my back!" What did the king say?! Cunning, **** Yunzhongke, I knew you had been keeping me in touch with Wang behind my back, just to grab the lead!"

"Okay, let me tell you that I was just chatting with the mourning ghost."

Relying on his own height, Master Ling Yun prevented the mourning ghost from reaching his mobile phone like a child. He was so angry that the bandages on his body were about to tear, so he coughed and showed him the mobile phone seriously.

"Look, when have I lied to you?"

"Then why were you struck by lightning just now!"

The coffin old man was relentless, aggressive, and hissed like a snake with doubts: "Lei Du smashed through the villa, am I blind!"

"Probably because the king was with the mourning ghost at that time."

Master Lingyun was also terrified when he thought of what happened just now, and at that moment he almost thought that the person talking to him on the other side of the phone was the King of Ghosts. After being struck by lightning, he gradually calmed down.

"The king's temper is not that good."

As soon as he said this, the coffin old man believed it, and jumped off Master Lingyun, picked up the coffin board that he had blown up, put his hand on his chest, and was rarely depressed.

"The soul deed didn't respond, the king really didn't come back."

In the previous life, each of them signed a soul contract with the king. This contract is engraved on the soul. When their souls return and are reborn, the soul contract is naturally still there, but there is no response and no one awakens it. This shows that the current Wu Rong is not the decisive and ruthless king in his previous life.

"Don't worry, the mourning ghost will come over in a few days, and you can ask him about the king then."

Master Ling Yun sighed: "We all died a little early, I don't know what happened in the end."

So many people are reborn, where is the source?

"The mourning ghost is useless, but every time he takes the lead!"

Talking about the old man in the coffin, his emotions became agitated again, he snorted hoarsely, and said in a strange way: "You are depraved too, dare to **** something from your hand and still not crush the group of bedbugs to death, your wrists are as soft as a mourning ghost."

The coffin old man used to mock Master Lingyun's catchphrase that his wrists were soft like a girl, but one day he happened to be bumped into by Hongxiu, and he finally changed it after a violent beating.

"Why do I feel like you've been tricking me?"

The old man in the coffin suddenly came back to his senses, and looked suspiciously at Master Lingyun: "I asked you to pick me up to find the king, or else go to the Ghost Realm to fight for the king like Hongxiu, why are you taking me for a stroll? ?”

"How can this be called wandering around?"

Master Lingyun spoke righteously: "Have you forgotten what will happen in Jieyang this year?"

Seeing the old man in the coffin showing a little daze in his bandages, Master Lingyun said 'Oh': "I even forgot that you were still in the European Union at this time in your last life, no wonder you had to know. Zhou Jin, you always know."

"Oh—that singing canary."

There was a bit of disdain in the old man's tone, 'That's it? ’ Gan: “Why, you want to pimp the king like a weeping ghost. Zhou Jin, that trash, is so useless, he won’t be able to climb into the king’s bed for so many years after his death, let alone when he’s alive.”

"If you fight again, I won't talk to you."

Master Ling Yun put on a straight face, his tone was somewhat serious and dissatisfied. Hearing his tone, the coffin old man scratched his bandage-covered head reflexively, and said with a chuckle: "I think that except for us, everyone else is useless waste, and they are only used to hinder the king."

"Zhou Jin is still useful."

Master Ling Yun reprimanded: "Didn't the king have a headache for a while in the **** border, and he could only sleep well after listening to him sing. I see the mourning ghosts coming over, and maybe they want to see Zhou Jin too, after all, he won't be here for a few days." Damn it. When the time comes, take the soul back and prepare it, so you won’t have to worry about it later.”

At first Master Lingyun was afraid that the mourning ghosts would not know what to do, so he brought the king out. I was relieved to hear that there were three of them—the weeping ghost and the two little ghosts, Meng Bulijiao and Jiao Bulimeng, in the previous life. Now it seems that these three good brothers are probably still together.

He also dared to leave the king alone and come out by himself.

Master Lingyun murmured in his heart. The old man in the coffin felt that what he said was quite right. In his previous life, it was Yun Zhongke who made suggestions and they were responsible for implementation. After a long time of not using his brain, the old man was too lazy to think for himself, and he felt that everything Master Ling Yun said was quite reasonable.

That is to say, Old Man Coffin, but Master Lingyun would not be sure to abduct him if he were someone else.

"Anyway, Zhou Jin's illness won't last long. If he dies sooner or later, he's dead. It's better to start early and send him over after training."

The old man in the coffin was gearing up, and looked at Master Ling Yun warily, "It's up to me to send someone away, and I have to show my face in front of the king!"

"You're really a loner, just stay safe and wait for someone to die. Don't **** look for trouble in advance."

Master Ling Yun scolded with a smile, suddenly he came back to his senses.

Zhou Jin is not dead yet, I can definitely save him.

In his previous life, Master Lingyun hadn't left the mountain at this time, and Zhou Jin had died a few years ago when he knew about it.

But now Zhou Jin is not dead yet, according to Master Ling Yun's righteous temperament, of course he can be rescued, how can he stand and watch the fun like an old man waiting for someone to die.

I am right now!

Am I really right?

Master Lingyun's conscience was rarely revived, and he felt uneasy and doubted his life.

—

"There are so many people!"

After getting off the train, Huang Mao, who was helping Wu Rong carry the suitcase, was taken aback by the crowds at the station, and wanted to use his thin body board to separate Wu Rong from the crowds, but he was so crowded that he almost fell down. It was Wu Rong who gave him a hand, and directly pulled Huang Mao, who was still in shock, behind him.

[Fuck, why are there so many people, it's a Spring Festival travel scene! 】

[Ahhh, that tug is so handsome! I can do it again! 】

[Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooolow

[Aren't real men and sisters fragrant? Paying attention to the anchor is rounding up to pay attention to both the younger brother and the younger sister! 】

[Are there any benefits for women's clothing if the anchor has one million fans? Rongrong won't be the best, huh huh. 】

[What the hell, I wanted the anchor to be my girlfriend when I was watching the Tiankeng live broadcast, but now I want the anchor to be my boyfriend, it feels too safe! 】

【You want to fart】

【Sisters eat peaches together】

[Not a sister, I am a man]

[I can't take it anymore, I can't watch the live broadcast of the anchor anymore, why am I a man watching the anchor become more and more attractive to fuck, watching the live broadcast again should open the door to a new world! 】

[The same goes for me before, the anchor is really special, the kind that can’t be said, hiss, no, I’ll watch ghost movies and calm down, brother, I suggest you don’t watch the live broadcast first and calm down, this anchor It's too over the top. 】

【Are you teaching me how to do things? 】

"There are too many bullet screens, and Xiao Wang is still too busy to be the housekeeper alone."

Huang Mao paid attention to Wu Rong's live broadcast room while walking, and he was relieved when he saw that the person who provoked the trouble was banned, and seeing the steady growth and breaking one million streams after the start of the broadcast, he was happier than he was on the trending search. Wu Rong didn't want the housekeeper assigned to him by Fighting Ghosts Platform, and Wang Shunyi who stayed in Yangjiaping, that is, Lumao, is now Wu Rong's big housekeeper. Today is not too bad. The day Wu Rong first aired, there were tens of millions of viewers every minute, and the bullet screens could fly out.

"Um."

Next to Wu Rong was a small paper figurine, exactly the same as the paper figurines that were distributed in the live broadcast when he went down to the Tiankeng. It is convenient and fast, and the company distributes it. This is a benefit that can only be enjoyed by a major anchor with a signed contract. He and Huang Mao were the only ones who got off the train. Fu Qing was there at first, but when the train passed Jieyang, he suddenly made some calculations and got off the train early after talking to Wu Rong.

Now Wu Rong and Huang Mao went to Chaozhou to fetch things first, and then went to Jieyang to reconcile with Fu Qing.

Don't know what happened.

Wu Rong rubbed his finger absently, the wound there was no longer visible. Fu Qing asked him for a few drops of blood before leaving. Thinking of Dao Chang's drooping eyes quietly licking blood, and his pale lips stained red, Wu Rong's heart trembled slightly, as if someone had pinched him, and for some reason suddenly thought of the big ghost.

Speaking of which, since he came out of Tiankeng, he hasn't seen the big ghost again, and just in time for Fu Qing to leave, it's a chance.

"Hey! No wonder there are so many people here, Brother Rong, I know!"

Huang Maozuo suddenly realized, pointed to Wu Rong not far ahead, and lowered his voice: "It turns out that there is a big star coming!"

There are many armed guards not far away, but they can't stop the enthusiastic flow of people. Countless people were holding blue light boards and banners and other support objects. At first glance, it looked like a blue ocean. When Wu Rong looked over, the crowd on the other side was agitated, screaming like crazy and rushing forward. It was really surging. Average waves.

"Zhou Jin—Zhou Jin, I love you!"

"Ahhhhhh Zhou Jin look at me, look back at me, okay!"

"Zhou Jin! Our ice porridge will always support you, new album, come on, come on!"

The crowd was surging, and Wu Rong could only see a man wearing sunglasses and a mask from a distance, who was not too tall against the background of the bodyguards on both sides, coming out of the special train, waving gracefully to the crowd. He seemed to say something with a chuckle, and the crowd became more excited, screaming endlessly, surrounding him and leaving for the safe passage.

[Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh it turned out to be Zhou Tianwang! My mom, I'm listening to his song! 】

[The anchor went to Chaozhou, right? My brother is going there to promote his new album! 】

[Didn't it be said that the jade tycoon Zhou Xinhong held the Stone Gambling Conference this time just to celebrate Zhou Jin's birthday? This is a very good relationship between father and son. Will Zhou Jin go to Jieyang? 】

[I heard that they were not harmonious, that's why Zhou Jin left. Of course, the departure of the heavenly king is not called leaving, it is called going out to work. 】

[What's wrong with the yin and yang in front of you? It's enough for such a good brother in the world to focus on his career. How dare you say you haven't heard his song? 】

The barrage was about to quarrel, so Wu Rong simply turned off the live broadcast, still looking in Zhou Jin's direction thoughtfully. Huang Mao made up his mind and thought he was in a bad mood, so he came over to comfort him and said, "Brother Rong, you have become so popular not long after the live broadcast, and sooner or later you will have so many fans!"

"His name is Zhou Jin?"

"Yeah, Zhou Tianwang is popular all over the four major leagues. Didn't his previous song hit the first place on the Golden Song Chart and was selected by the Ministry of Public Security as a must-listen song for ghost raisers?"

Huang Mao knew a little bit about all the information, and he spoke clearly and logically: "I heard that the song "Snow Lotus" has a better effect on calming ghosts than Daole, and now in the Asian League, only the Longhushan Youth League can compete with him Yes, but in terms of a single player, no one can compare to Zhou Tianwang."

That's it, no wonder his voice is so nice.

Even though they were far away, Wu Rong, who had keen senses, still heard Zhou Jin's voice. It was very clear and sweet, very clean and clear, like a gurgling brook flowing through his heart, refreshing and making him feel very comfortable.

But in Zhou Jin's voice just now, Wu Rong also heard an indistinct female voice.

"It is said that Zhou Tianwang is possessed by ghosts, and the songs he sings have that special effect."

Huang Mao was in high spirits along the way, and told Wu Rong about the gossip and gossip: "Zhou Jin's mother was one of the best soprano singers in the Asian League back then. After the day, she was called Little Angel. She died when Zhou Tianwang was five years old. Yes. Didn’t Zhou Tianwang live in the European Union when he was a child? I heard that when he went to the choir, the nun in that church said that he had a devil’s voice, and maybe he didn’t leave after daytime.”

"Oh, brother Rong, why don't we go directly to the hotel?"

"Meet someone."

Wu Rong took Huang Mao to a coffee shop, and after sitting there for a long time, he saw a white figure walk in.

"Cousin, I kept you waiting."

Bai Gu left his contact information in the letter he sent last time. After Wu Rong decided to leave for Chaozhou ahead of schedule, he called Bai Gu. He happened to be there too, and the two agreed to meet in Chaozhou.

Bai Gu was wearing a white shirt and jeans, his slightly long hair was braided and hung down his shoulders, and he was carrying a vertical musical instrument case like a clarinet on his back. His attitude towards Wu Rong is both close and respectful, and he is also very polite and polite to Huang Mao.

"Hello."

"Hey, hello, cousin, we are all one family, you can just call me Brother Chen!"

Huang Mao was very enthusiastic, with a little restraint of a cultural person. Bai Gu glanced at Wu Rong, seeing that he didn't make a statement, the smile on Huang Mao's face became more affectionate: "Brother Chen."

While talking and laughing, Bai Gu wanted to sit next to Wu Rong. But before he sat down, Bai Gu's pupils suddenly shrank when he saw the pale grimace at Wu Rong's fingertips, and his smile froze slightly.

"Hiss, hiss, hiss..."

The human-faced scorpion was docilely coiled between Wu Rong's fingers, and obediently spit out a cloud of black mist. From the outline of the black mist, it could be vaguely seen that it was a baby—the black rock tarantula and Wu Rong didn't care about food, and the human-faced scorpion could only Self-sufficient, it didn't know where to hunt on the train just now, and now it just returned to Wu Rong's hand, and showed Wu Rong the prey it had caught.

The human-faced squirrel is very honest, and never eats it first. Wu Rong and the little spider must first show the prey.

But this time the baby spirit was different, Wu Rong saw strands of golden light entwined in the black air around his body, obviously it was a baby spirit worshiped by someone, similar to Gumantong. I don't know where the human-faced weed was caught alive.

It can't eat this kind of baby spirit, it will cause stomach upset.

I don't know the origin of the infant spirit, and Fu Qing is not around, so I can't free it at will. Wu Rong thought for a while, then pulled out a white jade tube from his waist.

"boo"

The lid was opened, and the sound of gurgling liquid came out of the white jade tube, followed by a pair of snow-white tentacles that were slender like snow silk and waddled out.

After all, Yangjin Zhuoma is a real bug, and Wu Rong can barely control it with a more advanced Gu species after being fed with wood essence. It comes from Tibetan secrets, it's fairly mild, it has more Buddha nature than ordinary bugs, and it's suitable for holding infant spirits.

Wu Rong threw the infant spirit into the white jade tube, closed the lid, and looked at Bai Gu again, and found that he was sitting diagonally across from him, at the farthest corner, with lowered eyebrows and narrowed eyes, very honest.

"What's wrong?"

What's wrong? Bai Guhun was almost scared off!

Although Wu Rong was only wearing simple black t-shirt shorts and carrying a backpack, she was inconspicuous at all except for her appearance, she was still the kind of person who didn't have any gloomy air, standing in the crowd was no different from ordinary people.

But Bai Gu has the blood of a great witch, just now he secretly opened his eyes to look at Wu Rong, and was almost blinded by it.

In his eyes, Wu Rong's whole body is intertwined with black and gold, evil and holy coexist! A few clusters of extraordinarily bright and dazzling golden light, like the sun, were on Wu Rong's waist, back, and backpack. In particular, the bright golden light in Wu Rong's backpack is extremely solemn and solemn, as if being stared at by the supreme and holy Buddha pupils, the thick and powerful force reveals Bai Gu's breathlessness, and the eyes stimulated by the golden light can't stop Shed physical tears!

Not daring to look at Wu Rong anymore, Bai Gu lowered his head deeply and saw Wu Rong's shadow. At that moment, he felt in a trance that he saw the abyss of hell. The extreme coldness and evil in the shadow made his bones ooze coolness, as if a ferocious beast was staring at him, sharpening its **** fangs, it could easily put him to death!

How long has it been since Wu Rong left the Miao Village? Has it been half a month? Not seeing each other for half a month, Wu Rong's changes have made Bai Gu completely afraid to recognize each other! Thinking of the slight disdain he felt just now because Wu Rong's subordinates were just ordinary people, Bai Gu wanted to shake the water in his head vigorously.

Sure enough, even if he didn't change into a ghost, Wu Rong was terrifying, and he couldn't be underestimated!

'What's wrong? '

Thinking back to Wu Rong's questioning just now, Bai Gu savored a hint of casual banter from it, he must have seen his temptation, this is a slap in the face!

Is this just a simple show off? No, Wu Rong's actions must have a deeper meaning, and it must not just look at the surface.

After raising Gu seeds for a while in his previous life, Bai Gu faintly realized, and his heart was excited. He guessed Wu Rong's real purpose!

"I just saw my cousin, and I couldn't hold back."

Bai Gu sniffled, raised his head to reveal the red eye circles from just crying, looked at Wu Rong more humbly and kindly, and said in a low voice: "I grew up so big, it was the first time I came out of the village, and I saw my cousin, I'm, oh, so ashamed."

Bai Gu was very good at pulling emotions, wiped his eyes with a tissue, smiled at Wu Rong again, and said solemnly: "Cousin, in the tradition of the village, every generation of Wu people and great witches are connected with each other and help each other. I have carefully considered before coming here, please give me a drop of blood."

It reads as mind-to-heart communication, watching and helping each other, but in fact, writing is absolutely controlled. Bai Gu should have thought earlier, how could a moody person like Wu Rong allow himself, a reborn person, to be by his side without any restrictions. That being the case, let him take the initiative to speak!

"Um."

Wu Rong didn't expect Bai Gu to be so proactive, so he froze for a moment. But seeing that Bai Gu was so proficient, and he didn't break his words in a series of words, Wu Rong thought about it and suddenly understood.

It is estimated that in the "previous life" he controlled his subordinates in this way, even if he did not have Gu seeds in the "previous life", there must be other ways to control. loyalty? No, there is nothing more reassuring than this kind of contract to control everything from body and soul.

After drinking Wu Rong's blood, Bai Gu has Wu Rong's Gu in his body, Wu Rong can control him at will, let him live to live, let him die to die. After drinking the blood, Bai Gu became more relaxed. Under the bewildered eyes of the yellow hair next to him saying "what are you doing?", he whispered to Wu Rong: "Brother, the five elements are needed for the hatching of Gu seeds. Before coming here, I Find a way to get you a batch of purified rootless water."

Bai Gu originally wanted to get the purified rootless water and then claim credit, but who knows that the idea is still a bit tricky. If the matter is not done well, he feels a little uneasy in his heart, so he doesn't ask for credit, as long as Wu Rong doesn't get angry.

"It's just that my brother is useless. My Gu slaves all passed out after taking (intercepting) the rootless water. I don't know..."

Why is Wu Rong looking at me like this?

Bai Gu felt apprehensive, recalling the few words he had just said.

Is there something wrong?