Chapter 131: Little guy, so anxious?
After the fire died down, Jiang Wei opened the car door and walked out.
In the car, one could only see a cold flash in front of him, and continuous sharp or dull sounds, like something screaming in pain after being wounded by a dagger.
Invisible ghosts and spirits continued to surge towards him, and Jiang Wei's wielding of the dagger gradually accelerated until he finally let go of the weapon, letting the dagger fly freely to meet the enemy. Jiang Wei clenched his fists, blocking the evil spirits that attacked from all directions.
At the same time, Jiang Wei kept moving, always able to cleverly dodge before the ghost hit him, and then punch back.
His movements were so neat and tidy that even laymen would say it was wonderful.
At another time, Qin Qinsen would have probably watched carefully, but he was in a hurry now, and the ghosts outside who kept rushing over were obviously stalling. If he continued to fight one after another, he wouldn't be able to leave until tomorrow.
After asking Mr. Huang not to get out of the car, Qin Qinsen stood beside the car, and twelve talismans flew into the air, circling around him.
"Get in the car."
After shouting to Jiang Wei, Qin Qinsen slapped the roof of the car, and the door opened automatically, and Jiang Wei was sucked in.
The sudden change of geographical location made Jiang Wei a little confused. Wasn’t he fighting monsters? Why did he lie back in the back seat?
There was a muffled sound from the roof, and with Qin Qinsen's movement, the car door closed again.
Before the two people in the car could see Qin Qinsen's actions clearly, they heard thunder outside, accompanied by several flashes of cold light, and they returned to the familiar street.
Qin Qinsen got back into the car and urged, "Let's go."
"Is it Wang Zixi?" Jiang Wei frowned, trying to find the missing Lin Qi.
"If nothing unexpected happens, it's her."
Qin Qinsen's frown had never relaxed since he knew Wang Zixi. Now he even closed his eyes, and his fingertips kept twitching, obviously deducing something.
Qin Qinsen opened his eyes as the car slowed down. Before the car came to a complete stop, Qin Qinsen had already opened the door and rushed into Siyun Hall.
"Hello, Master Qin, here is the information you requested."
A thin blue-leather bound book was handed over, and Sanqi's expression was not good. "Wang Zixi died three years ago, but her soul...is not in the underworld."
Sanqi sent ghost officials to investigate the place where she died, but neither wandering souls nor local ghosts had seen her.
"There are some intelligent spirits who remember her."
"Monster?" Qin Qinsen rudely directed Boss Huang and Jiang Wei while listening to Sanqi's words, "We need both the yellow and the yin talismans. Do you have any more soul-lighting lamps? Also, a few more bundles of red rope. Jiang Wei, come and help cut them into this length."
"Wang Zixi died in the mountains, her blood spilling onto the weeds. Coincidentally, the weeds had just begun to awaken, and through the blood of a dying person, they became fully enlightened. However, her blood also inflicted an extra layer of sin on the weeds, and they remembered Wang Zixi."
Before Qin Qinsen could ask, Sanqi's face turned grim as she continued, "That weed watched Wang Zixi die, and then watched her... come back to life."
"Resurrection or the living dead?" Qin Qinsen said his guess without even raising his head.
Sanqi shook his head, "No. Plant spirits are very sensitive to auras. The weed spirit was very sure that Wang Zixi was alive at that time. His aura was no different from that of an ordinary person, and even healthier."
The more I listen, the more abnormal it seems.
Qin Qinsen stopped talking and just threw a stack of Yin Fu to Sanqi, "Stick them along the wall."
He turned to look at Boss Huang, who seemed to know what he wanted to say. He shrugged and said casually, "I'm not doing business in the world of the living right now. I just want to communicate with my brothers in the underworld."
As he spoke, he pressed the remote control to close and lock the newly installed electric door.
"You locked yourself in too."
"Tsk, do you want my help, little bastard?"
"Yes, yes, yes. Boss Huang is my father's chosen agent in the mortal world, and he's the exclusive person to whom I can send my dreams."
Her weird look is very similar to Sanqi next door who is wagging her tongue and applying Yin Fu.
Boss Huang rolled his eyes. Just as he was about to speak, as if to act as a mouthpiece for the father and son, he heard Qin Qinsen say with a smile, "Your fate is about 80% similar to Dad's, but you're not as unlucky as him and can't become a ghost ferryman. The fact that you were able to meet Jiang Wei and Brother Hong has changed your fate."
Precisely because of his status as a backup ferryman to the underworld, the Ghost Gate can be placed openly in Boss Huang's territory without having any negative impact on him.
Qin Qinsen continued to explain, his hands moving non-stop. "You were destined to have no relatives, but when you were young, Hong Guangbai, who was destined to be with you, and Jiang Wei, who had already entered the Dao, intervened and forcibly changed your fate. Your calamity has passed, and you are blessed with both fortune and luck. Your family and friends will have no worries, and you will live a long and healthy life."
"I know."
After taking out all the magical instruments in the store, Boss Huang crossed his arms over his chest, a smile on his face. "So we're each other's financial backers. I'll help you get work and build your reputation, and you'll help me catch ghosts and make money. We'll split the profits 40% to 60%. Oh, and remember to ask your man to transfer some more money. Buying these is going to cost a fortune."
Knowing that this person was just a joke, Qin Qinsen swung the red rope in his hand and said unhappily, "I'll tear down your Siyun Hall later."
Jiang Wei had been busy as soon as he arrived in Hai City. Seeing the two chatting like good friends, he just smiled, but his attention was diverted by the things weighing on his mind. "Master Qin plans to set up the formation in Siyun Hall?"
In the Xuanmen sect, long-range combat was very common, but few people would bring along a Yin Messenger to help. Sanqi and Laojiu, who had rushed over after hearing the news, were seen holding the Yin Talisman and working hard to apply it.
"Don't worry, Lin Qi just fainted and just got it back."
Jiang Wei breathed a sigh of relief after hearing Lao Jiu's words. "Thank you very much."
"Well, if Master Qin and Xiao Huang hadn't sent a message, no one would care about you."
Jiang Wei smiled, walked to the counter, moved the desk lamp away, skillfully opened the secret compartment underneath, and turned the mechanism.
The floorboards beside the counter creaked, and a staircase appeared leading down to the basement.
"Huang Ke, go down and hide." Noticing Qin Qinsen's surprised look, Jiang Wei explained, "Siyuntang was opened by my master. I'm not interested in this, so I gave the key to Huang Ke."
Boss Huang seemed to know that he was only half-baked and might be affected if he stayed up there, so he quickly went into the basement and took his precious tea set down with him.
When the secret door closed again, Qin Qinsen was also ready.
Two ghost messengers were guarding the Ghost Gate, while Jiang Wei looked at Qin Qinsen with no intention of leaving.
"Here."
cell phone?
Qin Qinsen stopped explaining, his hands shuttled between the red ropes, and he muttered to himself.
A small tornado appeared in Shiyun Hall, but it only rolled up the red rope, and everything else was safe and sound.
"Oh, little guy, so anxious?"
A woman's voice came from the whirlwind, soft and sweet, as if whispering to a lover.
"Where is Shangguan Yue?"
Qin Qinsen kept moving, and as the wind speed increased, the red ropes between his fingers became fewer and fewer.
The strong wind blew up the black hair hanging on the forehead, revealing the smooth forehead and pupils filled with golden light.
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