Chapter 25 Opportunity
Wen Zhong was standing by the pond blowing the cold wind with a solemn expression. At this time, a hoarse voice came from behind him: "If there is help from the children this time, then the matter can be discussed It’s a sure thing.”
Wen Zhong looked back and saw that it was the Taiqing Taoist who came.
"It seems that I haven't agreed to help you yet." Wen Zhong said expressionlessly.
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Just now, Wen Zhong and the Taoist learned during a conversation that there was a murderous house in the Qilin Mansion. The Taoist wanted to invite him to help break the situation, but the so-called way to break the situation was to have Wen Zhong, he and his two apprentices go together. "Opening practices" in the haunted house.
Hearing this, it was naturally impossible for him to agree. Let’s not talk about whether it is reliable or not. This kind of matter that may involve supernatural beings can kill people if it is not handled properly. Moreover, he is in a bad state now. If not Be careful, it might actually turn into a haunted house.
Even if Huang Keshang promised huge profits from the side and many wealthy businessmen lobbied for it, Wen Zhong refused decisively, pretending to be indifferent. At this moment, the Taoist suddenly stood up and asked Wen Zhong'er Bian didn't know what he said, but Wen Zhong's originally plain face was filled with surprise.
Before anyone could say anything else, he turned around and walked out of the hall. Seeing this, Huang Keshang was about to stop him, but the Taoist waved his hand, with a confident look on his face.
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"Pindao has a way to suppress the resurgence of the evil ghost."
The Taoist used this sentence as an excuse to successfully arouse Wen Zhong's curiosity. After all, he was currently troubled by the resurgence of the evil ghost.
But he doesn't quite believe that this Taoist really has a way, because no one in the world has yet developed a method to suppress the resurgence of evil ghosts.
"Haha, I just need my little friend to help Pindao go to that haunted house to catch a fierce ghost. Pindao will immediately give me the method with both hands. What do you think, little friend?"
"I want to start with Do you know how the Taoist master found out that I was a ghost master?" Wen Zhong asked calmly without changing his expression.
"The poor Taoist is good at reading Feng Shui, and he is also good at reading faces."
"I see, but Taoist Master, please come back. I still want to live a few more days." Wen Zhong shrugged.
The Taoist was not surprised when he heard this, and said to Wen Zhong: "My little friend's decision was actually within Pindao's expectation."
"I want to ask first, is it possible? Aren't you curious, why did Pindao want to catch this ghost? Is it just for this? Two hundred million? To be honest, with this little money, I can just read Feng Shui a few times, so why go to all the trouble?"
Wen Zhong shook his head. Although he was indeed curious, he was also interested in exploring. I have little interest in other people's privacy. After all, as the old saying goes, curiosity killed the cat.
The Taoist didn't care whether Wen Zhong cared about it or not, and continued: "The evil ghost here, Pindao, has been eyeing it for a while. Pindao estimates that it is at most a restricted level ghost, and the level of terror is not high. If there are friends to help, It’s not difficult to catch it.”
“Restricted level… ...Hmph." The Taoist didn't know that Wen Zhong already had some shadows about the restricted-level ghosts. "The Taoist priest may have made a mistake. No matter whether the ghosts are restricted-level or not, they are still ghosts. If they are ghosts, they are not us. This kind of thing can be dyed by a living person.”
“Hey, it’s alive.” "Humans?" The Taoist smiled with bitterness, "You might as well look in the mirror and see, are people like us still alive?"
"No matter what, if you want to catch ghosts, you have to use it." The power of the devil, and I don’t think I can afford the consequences of using that power. Thank you for your invitation. Please, bid farewell to the Taoist Master."
"Stay here, little friend, do you really not want to know how to keep the Ghost Controller alive? Are you really planning to do nothing and just wait to die? My friend, are you really willing to do this?" The Taoist shouted immediately when he saw that Wen Zhongzhen was about to leave.
Wen Zhong stopped instantly when he heard the words, and his words touched Wen Zhong's heart like a sharp knife.
"Maybe you, my friend, have a way to suppress the resurgence of the ghost, but that is definitely not a long-term solution. It is just a slow death at best." The Taoist said slowly, "A way to keep the ghost controller alive. It has been studied and confirmed, and there have been People who used this method have survived for more than half a year while using the power of the ghost."
"In fact, my desire to catch the ghost is related to this method." After speaking, the Taoist vomited for a long time. He knew that if he didn't reveal this, he might not be able to impress Wen Zhong.
“Really?” Wen Zhong frowned, he was still a little doubtful.
After all, even he, an Interpol (intern), had not heard anything about this kind of thing.
"The poor Taoist is willing to guarantee with his personality that he will never tell lies, otherwise he will be struck by five thunders from heaven!" Seeing this, the Taoist hurriedly swore a strong oath.
“Personality.” Wen Zhong’s eyes flickered, “Taoist Priest, you just said it yourself, do people like us still have personality?”
The Taoist was reprimanded by Wen Zhong. , his face turned blue and red.
For a moment, the Taoist seemed to have made up his mind, and suddenly said: "In this way, Pindao not only tells the little friend the information about suppressing the resurrection of the ghost, but also adds this thing in exchange for the little friend to help me once. I don't know. How's your kindness?"
After saying that, he fumbled for a white bead from the package he carried with him. It looked quite turbid on the surface, and there were traces of blood stains inside.
Before the Taoist could introduce it, a gray light suddenly flashed in front of his eyes, and the beads disappeared out of thin air. When he looked again, there was a little bit of mold on his hands.
"This bead has some tricks." Forcibly activating the ghost realm made Wen Zhong's face become paler.
"This..." The Taoist's eyes widened as he watched the beads appear out of thin air in Wen Zhong's hands. It took him a moment to come back to his senses and said with some uncertainty: "Little friend, what did you just use?" Could it be the legendary ghost realm?"
Wen Zhong nodded. As soon as he saw the beads that the Taoist took out, the originally silent mold in his body suddenly became restless, and he almost instinctively activated the ghost realm to take the beads into his hands.
Although he didn't know whether the restlessness in his body was good or bad, it at least proved that this thing was indeed extraordinary.
"Okay, okay, okay." Seeing this, the Taoist said hello three times in a row, and his face turned slightly red. "I didn't expect that my friend still has a ghost domain, so I am even more confident about this operation!"
"This bead is called "Ghost-Suppressing Bead" by Pindao. It was acquired by Pindao from a good friend. I got it, and Pindao wanted to exchange it for my friend to help."
Looking at the Taoist's eager eyes, Wen Zhong smiled and said, "I'm afraid I will disappoint the Taoist."
After throwing the beads back in his hand, Wen Zhong really didn't want to take any more risks.
Seeing this, the Taoist spoke sincerely for a long time. Just when he became a little anxious, Wen Zhong finally spoke: "The Taoist still asked me to think about it. I will be at the gate of Wuhezhuang at ten o'clock tonight. I’ll give you an answer.”
"That's fine. Since my friend said so, let's meet at ten o'clock tonight." After saying this, the Taoist sighed and cupped his hands towards Wen Zhong.
Wen Zhong also returned the gift to the Taoist, turned around and walked towards the hall.
As Wen Zhong gradually walked away, two men walked out of the woods nearby. They were the two disciples of the Taoist. One of them said unhappily: "Master, is this rare rare thing going to happen?" "Give it to him like this?"
"Although this thing is good, it is just useless in the hands of my master, but if it can be used to get a strong support, it is worth it." The Taoist said. He twirled his beard and said nothing more. (End of this chapter)