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

The crowd who watched the chaos from beginning to end were divided into indifference, and most of them just glanced away and left. Compared with the last encounter in the ghost market, Su Xiaomi in front of her was in a panic. The clothes on his body were torn in many places, and the exposed skin was covered with scars. Only there was no injury on that face. It was so painful that it convulsed and convulsed.

"Cousin, do you know someone?"

Wu Rong paused slightly, and Bai Gu was keenly aware of it, followed his gaze to look at the man lying on the ground, and frowned: "There is an electric shock ring around the neck, but it should not be a prisoner who escaped, it may be a lynching."

Of course, the ordinary handcuffs in the peaceful era cannot subdue the vast majority of criminals who are capable people such as ghost raisers. Because ghosts are afraid of thunder and lightning, electric shock rings and electric shock handcuffs are the most common police equipment. But the problem is that the few people who come out in the crowd are obviously not public security personnel. This kind of false exposure makes people escape, and if they catch up in a hurry, the method of catching mice and completely crushing people's desire to escape is even worse.

"Run, run again."

The electric shock lasted for half a minute, and Su Xiaomi's body was still convulsing after it stopped. The visitor didn't rush, he stepped on his head, stomped on the ground firmly, and twisted slowly. The commotion here was so loud that it attracted the attention of the guards. Seeing the guards approaching, the strong man with sullen face and round waist who stepped on Su Xiaomi's head took out a stone from his pocket, broke it in his hand, and said loudly:

"Everyone, watch out, this little thief sold fake stones into the hands of my old man Li, and he deserved it all."

The stone that was half the size of a fist would rot when he broke it. It was full of glass, toothpaste skin, dyed plastic bags, etc. It was a fake stone through and through. The tourists next to them didn't want to be nosy at first, but when they saw that the dispute was caused by stones again, they lost their interest. There were a few who saw that Su Xiaomi was wearing a Taoist robe and wanted to make a good relationship. Seeing that Li Laosan and his party were all hunched over, they all shrunk when they saw that they were not easy to mess with.

"One of us didn't pay attention to Yan and let this wretch run out, disturbing the interest of the officials. I, Li Laosan, apologize to the officials."

Third Li rushed to the surrounding guards and nodded and bowed, holding a few packs of good cigarettes with a smile on his face.

"You San'er, looking for trouble all day long."

The captain of the guard laughed and cursed a few words, obviously he knew him, he took Li Laosan's cigarette, put it in his pocket casually, glanced down, looked at Su Xiaomi and frowned: "Why is he still a Taoist priest?"

"Fake Taoist priests must be fake Taoist priests."

Youngest Li patted his chest to assure, and his tone was very firm: "This monk doesn't tell lies, this **** is cheated by tricks, it doesn't look like a good kind."

"Then pay attention to his image, he doesn't look too big."

The guards were too lazy to take care of themselves. For this kind of dispute, if Li Laosan directly beat Su Xiaomi to death just now, they would at most let them clean up the place. But seeing that the person is still alive and not too old, he still has to ask about routine matters.

"Hey, I'm paying attention, I'm paying attention. This little thief not only sold fake stones, but also stole a high-quality emerald card from me. As long as he handed it over, I will release him immediately."

Li Laosan chuckled, and approached the captain of the guard affectionately to give him something to 'respect'. The captain of the guard, the old god, swept his eyes, and naturally showed some real smiles on his face, and said impatiently: "Go, go, don't stay here to be an eyesore."

"Hey, hey."

"I didn't steal anything."

At this moment, a hoarse and dry voice sounded from the ground, his throat seemed to be broken, and he spoke intermittently: "If...you tell a lie, there will be a thunderbolt from the sky. I, Longhushan, will help and reward you generously."

The sky strikes five thunders, which is the worst curse for celestial masters and ghost raisers. Su Xiaomi didn't say anything just now, just held her last breath, her voice was not low, and the name of Longhushan instantly attracted the crowd of onlookers who were about to disperse to gather again. This is Longhu Mountain. If this little Taoist is really from Longhu Mountain, then I will give him a helping hand... Tsk tsk.

Seeing this, Li Laosan's cheeky face twitched, and he grabbed Su Xiaomi by the throat and picked him up like a chicken, looking around with his leopard eyes as big as copper bells, and said in a hateful voice: "This little liar is full of mouth!" Nonsense, if you are really from Longhu Mountain, can you still be caught by a reckless man like me?"

"Third brother, what you said is unreasonable. Maybe the tiger will fall to Pingyang."

Among the crowd, an old, skinny old man in sloppy clothes laughed, his yellow protruding eyes looked at Su Xiaomi who was picked up with great interest, like evaluating a piece of pork, and he made a **** ho sound like a bellows in his throat: "He How much money I lied to you, this person will give it to me. The little boy from Longhushan, tsk."

The old man had a lot of meaning, and his eyes were ugly and coveted. His cold and sticky eyes lingered on Su Xiaomi's bare skin, and his voice contained a bit of disgusting heat: "I haven't played it yet."

"It's the old man Yan."

Some of the onlookers recognized it, and whispered among themselves: "The **** ghost he raised has been stuck in the evil ghost class for twelve years. If it is really Longhushan Chunyang..."

This Yan old man seemed to have a great reputation, and the few people who were eager to try and also interested in Longhu Mountain died down and had nothing to say. The corner of Li Laosan's mouth twitched, and his words were a little more cautious: "Old Yan, I have quite a few good boys who have not broken Yuanyang, if you want to, I will train them tomorrow and send them to you in person. The emerald card is specially prepared by Brother Long for Mr. Zhou's birthday, look..."

He brought out the people above, but the old man Yan didn't care, and said with a sneer, "Could it be that I'm going to miss your piece of Lao Shizi Jade? Just look for it now, and if I find it, I'll take someone away."

Li Laosan's face turned blue and white, and he was speechless for a while. At this time, a short and round man with a face like a full moon walked out from behind him. The upper half of his face was wearing a mask of Zhu Bajie, showing a kind smile on his mouth. He said roughly: "Old ghost Yan, how long has it been since you vented your anger so much, to save face for my brother, I will go to you for a drink at night, and we brothers will go to the club to have a good time."

"Alcohol and non-alcohol are useless. My baby has been stuck in the evil spirit for more than ten years."

The old man Yan's face was as deep as water, and he didn't say anything sympathetic: "Either I have done it, hey, the pure Yang body of Longhushan, there is a one in ten thousand chance that I will not let the old man go!"

As soon as his words fell, the atmosphere instantly became tense. There was a faint fragrance of flowers in the air, and a white figure could not be seen, snuggling up beside the old man, wearing a camellia on his head, smiling sweetly, the light laughter was simply ecstasy. As soon as the goblin-level flamboyant ghost appeared, the onlookers who had been watching the excitement suddenly scattered like birds and beasts, and Wu Rong and his party, who were still standing still, stood out particularly conspicuously.

Huang Mao is a brainless person, so if Wu Rong doesn't move, he will definitely not move at all. Bai Gu had already prepared for the battle. In front of the psychological evaluation, these people were nothing more than a dog and didn't care. He began to plan the evacuation route after killing everyone and robbing them.

Wu Rong was looking at Su Xiaomi. The ghost on Su Xiaomi was the only ghost that Wu Rong knew besides the big ghost that also had a golden needle and gold thread seal. But now, all the ghostly aura on Su Xiaomi's body has disappeared. What's going on?

"Third."

After losing face, Man Yuelian still had a good-natured smile, but Li Laosan, who was pointed at by him, shuddered in fear and responded quickly.

"Where is the emerald card?"

"This... should have been swallowed by him."

Youngest Li hesitated, turned his head to look at Old Man Yan with a full moon face, and said with a pleasant smile: "Old Man Yan, look, brother, I will definitely not take your delight. But this emerald card must be found, and it will be a gut-wrenching , just unload a few pieces."

"What's so difficult about it?"

The old man Yan said impatiently, rubbing his fingers to cut a bloodstain, stepped forward to forcibly pinch Su Xiaomi's mouth open, and wiped it into his mouth.

"Okay, if you drink my blood, you will be my slave, and you won't die. Hurry up, don't make it too tattered."

"Ahem, ahem, ahem—"

Su Xiaomi, who was thrown to the ground, coughed heart-piercingly, tears came out of the cough, but she couldn't spit out a drop of blood. His face was full of hatred and hatred, but he shook his hands under the order of the old man Yan, stiffly, and took off his upper body clothes like a manipulative puppet. Man Yuelian didn't expect the old man Yan to be so generous, so he directly fed blood to someone, his fat face became gloomy, and his voice was a little impatient.

"go."

He snorted coldly, shook his hands behind his back, and briefly ordered Li Laosan: "Take out the emerald card."

It was about to kill someone, but the guards didn't care, they just dispersed the surrounding crowd. As for the unfamiliar faces like Wu Rong, because they dared to be with Old Man Yan and the others, the guards were not sure about their strength, so they just turned a blind eye.

Li Laosan carried a knife with him, pulled it out and walked towards Su Xiaomi with a sullen face. Bai Gu looked at Su Xiaomi, then at Wu Rong, unable to figure out what Wu Rong was thinking, whether to save him or to watch, but he didn't make a sound.

On the other hand, Huang Mao was really soft-hearted, and his kindness was still there. He couldn't see Su Xiaomi at fourteen or five years old, and was being gestured with a knife on his chest and abdomen. He scratched his ears anxiously, and was afraid of causing trouble to Wu Rong. Jumping on a hot rock, I couldn't help but tugged on Wu Rong's sleeve, and said in a low voice, "Brother Rong..."

"So your name is Brother Rong."

An ethereal and quiet voice, like a yellow warbler coming out of the valley, sounded beside him. Seeing that lady in a white dress, with black hair falling down like a waterfall, pure and beautiful face, with camellia pinned to her temples, Miss Yangui came to Wu Rong's side at some point, shyly looking at him like a deer, with affectionate eyes, Full of joy: "This name sounds really nice, my name is Chacha."

"You're so pretty, I like you so much."

She is obviously a flamboyant ghost, but at the moment she looks like a pure and innocent little girl. She plucked the camellias from her temples and held them in her hands, Qiqi Ai Ai looked at Wu Rong: "Are you willing to accept my flowers?"

Yan Gui Chacha's move was unexpected by everyone present, Man Yuelian laughed out loud, looked at Old Man Yan teasingly, and shook his head, "Old Yan, you can't do it. No wonder Chacha couldn't break through the ghost after so many years. Level, it turns out that you are not satisfied with others. According to me, there are too many ghosts in your family, and there is demand for Chacha, who is as beautiful as flowers and jade."

"Humph."

The green-haired Yan old man didn't like to look at Wu Rong. This old man was narrow-minded, arrogant and unreasonable, and immediately envied him. He scolded him in displeasure, "Chacha, come back to me."

But the flamboyant ghost in the white dress turned the back of his head completely at him, and his beautiful eyes were full of Wu Rong. Seeing his stern and serious face, she shivered timidly, her hair drooped, and her thin shoulders looked very cute. She cautiously asked Wu Rong, "Did that old man make you angry?"

"Don't be angry, will you not be angry if I kill him?"

"Chacha, come back to me!"

This farce has actually continued downwards. The old man Yan bit the tip of his tongue in anger, and the blackened blood spurted out of the white dress. Yan Gui screamed unwillingly, and turned into white light and returned to his body. But in the next moment, Li Laosan screamed, his hands were covered with blood, but Su Xiaomi somehow broke free from his shackles, staggered and rushed towards Wu Rong with all his strength, and knelt down in front of him , lips squirmed.

"Please, I know, undo the golden thread seal..."

Su Xiaomi was so weak that he exhausted his last bit of strength, his voice was like a gnat, and before he finished speaking, the control of the blood contract swept across his body again. Su Xiaomi's eyes showed a look of despair and death, and he was manipulated to stand up staggeringly and numbly, but the old man Yan didn't care about Yangui Chacha any more, he looked at Su Xiaomi's bleeding hands greedily and in amazement, and licked his dry and peeling lips: "To be able to resist the blood contract, it really is a good Yuanyang blood!"

"Good boy, come to me, I will love you very much."

His sticky and disgusting tone was disgusting, but Su Xiaomi couldn't resist at all. He was stiff, turning around inch by inch, his despairing eyes gradually emptied, and he walked towards Old Man Yan step by step.

Suddenly, Su Xiaomi swayed and fell to the ground, motionless as if dead. Immediately afterwards, a black tarantula crawled out from his collar, and crawled along Wu Rong's trouser legs all the way back to his shoulder.

"I want him."

"you!"

The old man Yan was furious and furious. The full moon face was still smiling, looking at the black rock tarantula and exclaiming: "What a powerful poison! May I ask if you are—"

But Wu Rong didn't pay attention to it, he said that to Bai Gu just now. Seeing Bai Gu turned his head and said yes with a smile, Wu Rong's eyes swept away, and Huang Mao consciously picked up the unconscious Su Xiaomi, and the two turned around and left directly.

Everyone at the scene had seen this kind of person who did not play cards according to common sense. The purpose of the guard team was not to offend anyone. When Wu Rong passed by, he gave way to him. Old Man Yan's skinny old face was trembling with anger, his whole body seemed to be suffering from Parkinson's epilepsy: "Stop!!"

It was too late and then soon his head flew out of his mouth, his eyes were wide open, his hair was unkempt, and he flew towards Wu Rong. But before the head flew a few meters, it was blocked by a sudden and violent wind, unable to advance or retreat. I saw Bai Gu holding a witch's staff, smiling, and muttering something in his mouth. Then he took out a straw puppet made of grass from his bosom, and threw it into the air.

I saw these 'grass' drift away quickly after encountering the wind, and scattered into branches as if they were alive. They rushed straight to Li Laosan and others who were going to intercept Wu Rong, and got in along their ears. Suddenly screaming again and again, the group of people all fell to the ground holding their headaches, rolling back and forth in pain.

"My good fellow, you are actually a Miao Han who is playing tricks!"

Man Yuelian shouted: "Let me meet you!"

His bulging body like a ball threw himself forward, as if he was going to fight melee, but then he pulled out a shiny silver gun from his waist, and aimed at Baigu several times with a 'bang bang' Guns fired. The bullet tore through the air and approached Bai Gu in a blink of an eye. He was confronting Fei Touman with all his strength and remained motionless. Just when the bullet was about to shoot through his hands and feet, a pitch-black wall suddenly stood up in front of Bai Gu.

"Wang Bang!"

With a roar as thick and cold as a lion, Wu Rong left but left the 'shadow' behind. Seeing the huge and terrifying black shadow standing up from the shadows, Man Yuelian and Fei Touman finally changed their expressions suddenly.

"Ghost Dog King!"

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"Is it dangerous to just leave my cousin there?"

In Huang Mao, carrying Su Xiaomi on his shoulders, with the little weasel on his head, he followed Wu Rong with one deep foot and one shallow foot, a little worried: "Brother Rong, are we still going to the city?"

Neither the Yan old man nor the full moon face seem to be easy to provoke, so snatching this Su Xiaomi back directly offended the two forces. Huang Mao always felt that they would have to suffer retaliation if they went back to the city the same way.

but…

He easily lifted Su Xiaomi, who was barely fleshy, up and down, Huang Mao looked at Wu Rong's back and smiled foolishly. Brother Rong has become a little different since he dumped that **** Xun An, and Huang Mao can feel that they were originally the closest and most trusted brothers, but Wu Rong seems to be separated from them by a layer. I can't tell the truth, but it doesn't feel right anyway.

Huang Mao has always trusted Wu Rong, and he is unambiguous about what to say, but this change always makes him a little uneasy. Especially when the cousin named Bai Gu came and told him such a cloudy story, Huang Mao's not-so-good mind was messed up, and Wu Rong was a little more afraid of strangers.

Although they were gangsters with Chen Bao, but Wu Rong watched, none of his younger brothers had ever done dirty work, let alone seen blood. But when Bai Gu came, Huang Mao always felt that in the eyes of this cousin, Brother Rong seemed like a cruel and ruthless villain. The point is that what he said was still the same thing, which made Huang Mao, who didn't believe it at all, become suspicious.

This conflicts with the image of Brother Rong in Huangmao's cognition!

But now, after what happened just now, Huang Mao's heart inexplicably settled down. He put the mosquito on Su Xiaomi's nose, felt his weak but steady breathing, and somehow felt warm in his heart.

Brother Rong is indeed a good person.

Huang Mao always remembered that although Wu Rong was silent on the surface, he always cared about his brother. He is such a good man that people can't help but want to trust and follow.

"Not going for now, wait for Bai Gu to come back."

With a human face, he cleared the way in front of Wu Rong as if he was having fun, and like a bulldozer, he surrounded the group of lonely ghosts. Deviated from the avenue, the surroundings became more and more gloomy, desolate and lonely. The ruins of buildings from an unknown age are covered with various dark plants, and the roads are full of weeds. But after walking for a few minutes, it was like entering the wilderness from human civilization.

In the past, these places eroded by ghost domains used to have prosperous construction business circles, but now under the spiritual recovery, the reinforced concrete has collapsed. The civilization built by human beings over a long period of time will be completely swallowed up by nature in just a few months, and there will be no trace of it.

Wu Rong didn't take the yellow hair too far, and followed behind the human-faced scorpion, and finally found a relatively flat hill with not so many weeds. The human-faced beetle knocked and crawled around, and its eight powerful legs found the right place to lift up the layers of weeds and dead branches. It turned out that there was a not-so-small cave inside, with traces of cleaning.

Ghost raisers often accept tasks in the ghost domain, or enter the ghost domain for experience, and there are always various temporary residences. Although they can do all kinds of concealment, they can't hide it from people who are very sensitive to the difference in the concentration of Yin Qi.

Wu Rong and Huang Mao temporarily 'lived' in, and not long after, Big Dog and Bai Gu came to find them with the blood contract.

"Old man Yan died, Chacha was seriously injured and ran away."

Holding the hideous and terrifying head of the old man Yan in his hand, Bai Gu said lightly: "The others didn't kill, they were all bewitched by me."

Some people must be killed, like the old Yan who already hated Wu Rong. Some people are better left than killed, such as Moon Face and his group of people. Although Bai Gu was calm on the surface, in fact he was very disturbed and couldn't help but speculate on Wu Rong's true thoughts. Would he blame himself for making his own decisions, not killing them all?

Fortunately, Wu Rong didn't pursue it, and asked him to come over to see Su Xiaomi's situation. It is true that there is no ghost aura from Su Xiaomi. Wu Rong is most concerned about what he said before, 'unlocking the seal of the golden thread', whether it is true or not.

"Old man Yan is dead, the blood contract is invalid."

Bai Gu pinched Su Xiaomi's mouth open, looked inside, and respectfully said to Wu Rong: "But the poison of blood has soaked into the lungs, and the blood contracted person will die with the death of the master. Just feed him a drop of blood."

Bai Gu's words sound nice, but it's better to say that Wu Rong's blood is higher than Old Man Yan's, and the level of the blood contract can completely cover it.

"Um."

Wu Rong fed Su Xiaomi a drop of blood and asked Huang Mao to take care of him. He couldn't die without asking how to unlock the seal. It just so happened that Wu Rong wanted to communicate more with the big ghost, but it would be inconvenient to be with Fu Qing when he entered the city.

Anyway, there is still time before the Stone Gambling Conference.

Thinking of this, he called Fu Qing.

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"'The emeralds are hidden in the cold smoke of Meiling, and the cloak and bighead carp are dewed in the autumn water of the Guijiang River'. The world loves emeralds because they are as firm as gold, produced in soil, moist like water, grow hair like wood, and have the same fire as Zhengyang. It's all right."

In Jieyang City, the place where the Jieyang Fair was held not long ago, is now filled with rough jadeite stones of all sizes. Although the Stone Gambling Conference has not officially started yet, the powerful people from all walks of life who were solemnly invited by Zhou Xinhong naturally have the priority to watch and select.

It's just that the strong are also divided into ranks. Now there are only two people walking among the jade in the public plate, and they are Zhou Xinhong's most respected guests. Except for these two people, there is no one in the public market, so as not to affect the conversation between the two. Both of them were wearing Taoist robes, the person who spoke just now had snow-white long hair **** with a Taoist scarf, he was wearing a crane cloak, his forehead was a little red, his eyes were clear to the bottom, and his lips were smiling, making one feel like a spring breeze, handsome Extraordinary.

While the other person was stern and stern, his brows and eyes were as indifferent as a thin layer of ice. The appearance is completely comparable to that of the person beside him, but because of the aloofness and coldness all over his body, his inaccessible temperament is even more like the ice peak of a snow-capped mountain, which is beyond reach.

It wasn't until the celestial master suddenly stopped and took out his mobile phone to answer the call that the coldness around him eased a little. The white-haired Taoist priest next to him flicked his whisk, and with a smile on his lips, he walked a few steps away, pretending to appreciate the jade on display.

Finally looking for a chance to turn his back, Master Lingyun twitched the corners of his mouth, his face collapsed, and he almost became stiff from laughing. After just walking around with Chunyangzi Fu Qing for a while, his back is completely wet! through! up!

Why let him entertain Fu Qing!