The ancestor's salted fish vest has been picked up again!

Chapter 252 Inquiring About Master Ling
Hearing what the owner of the small supermarket said, Xuan Chen knew that Ling Zhi must have gone to participate in the 'Haunted House'.

But he didn't understand, why did Ling Zhi, who was so powerful, get hurt?

His cell phone had already died, otherwise he would have checked Weibo to find out why.

Xuan Jing was still asking the boss: "Are variety shows so big now? Do you even dare to shoot real ghosts?"

The boss took out six bags of individually wrapped bread and six bottles of purified water and handed them to them.

Then he looked at Xuanjing and said, "Why not? Lord Ling is doing good deeds by catching ghosts on the show. He will also warn some bad people. Before doing bad things, think carefully. They will go to hell, or to the eighteenth floor." hell."

Xuan Jing: "."

Boss: "Little Master, it seems that you don't know Master Ling well? Do you know how many cases Master Ling has solved in this program? Let me tell you, the cases that have not been solved for many years have all been solved by Master Ling." .”

"You can question variety shows, but you can't question Master Ling's strength. Our country is very lucky to have such talents."

As soon as the boss mentioned Lingzhi, he immediately opened the chatterbox, talking endlessly about what Lingzhi had done.

Xuanchen asked the boss: "Boss, can I charge a battery here? My mobile phone has been out of battery for several days. I can give you money."

The boss smiled and said, "What kind of money do you give me? Isn't it just to charge the battery, come here, come here to charge."

Xuanchen quickly took out the charger from his backpack and walked into the shop, followed by several other monks.

The boss asked curiously: "Masters, why did you appear in this remote village? Where do you come from?"

Xuan Jing asked the boss: "Boss, haven't you heard of any unusual things happening in this area? For example, someone is missing?"

The boss suddenly realized: "Oh, so you are here to deal with that matter. We are far away from that area, so I don't know very well."

Xuan Jing smiled slightly: "It's okay, it's been resolved. Boss, how much are these?"

Boss: "Water is one yuan a bottle, and six bottles are six yuan. The bread is two yuan a bag, and six bags are 12 yuan. The total is 18 yuan."

Xuan Jing nodded and came to Xuan Chen's side: "Brother, give me twenty."

Xuan Chen took out a high-end looking wallet from his bag, took out a [-] and handed it to Xuan Jing.

The boss smiled when he saw Xuanchen's wallet, "It turns out that the wallet used by the master is so high-end, it looks very expensive at first glance, just like your backpack."

Xuan Chen turned to look at the boss and explained: "This wallet and backpack are gifts from a friend of mine, and I didn't buy them."

The boss didn't expect the master to explain it to him, he quickly said: "I didn't mean that, but I haven't seen such a high-level thing, so I'm curious."

A monk approached Xuan Chen and whispered: "Brother, the boss didn't mean that, don't get me wrong."

Xuan Chen looked at his junior brother: "For any misunderstandings, it's better to explain clearly. You have something to eat first, and I will charge the phone for a while, and we will leave quickly."

Xuan Jing paid the money, took a piece of bread and handed it to Xuan Chen: "Brother, hurry up and eat some, you have to go on your way later."

Xuanchen didn't refuse, took the bread and tore it open, and then started to eat it.

When the mobile phone can be turned on, a call came from his mobile phone.

Seeing that it was a call from the temple, he quickly connected——

When the phone call ended, Xuan Chen's handsome face suddenly darkened.

Xuan Jing hurriedly asked him: "What's wrong?"

Xuan Chen shook his head: "Wait for me for 10 minutes, then set off."

The boss rarely sees outsiders, so he can't help chatting with them.

He asked the monks where they were from, how long they had been monks, how they felt about Feng Shui in his shop, etc. Anyway, he asked them all.

It's a pity that the few monks he asked were not talkative. The only one who talked a lot, Xuan Jing, was watching the clip of Ling Zhi participating in the "Haunted House" on TV at the moment, and didn't hear the boss's words at all.

When he saw that Lingzhi had killed a hanged ghost in a flash, he was surprised: "This is a special effect, I haven't heard of anyone who can kill a ghost with a wave of his hand."

The other monks were also attracted, and they all focused on the clip on the TV, but unfortunately, it was just a small clip edited from the entertainment news, and there was not much to watch at all.

The boss would be bored, so he said to Xuan Jing: "This is the picture from the live broadcast, not special effects, it is real."

Xuan Jing and the others were surprised: "Really? Impossible, we have such a powerful ghost hunter in Huaxia? Why haven't we heard from Master?"

One of the monks frowned and said, "Could it be a closed disciple from which sect?"

Turning to look at Xuan Chen: "Brother, do you know this man named Ling Ye?"

Xuan Chen was still in deep thought, but when he heard the voice, he nodded and said, "Yes, she gave me my backpack."

The store suddenly fell into silence——

The boss was the first to react. He looked at Xuan Chen in shock: "Master, are you kidding me? You know Master Ling? You actually know Master Ling?"

Xuanchen looked up at the boss: "The poor monk never jokes."

The boss hurried over and asked, "Is what Master Ling showed on TV true?"

Xuan Chen looked at the TV and saw that there was no longer Ling Zhi in the picture, he said, "Of course it's true."

When the boss wanted to ask more questions, Xuanchen's cell phone rang again, and the boss had no choice but to give up.

Ten minutes later, Xuanchen and the six left the supermarket and took a taxi to the county seat.

After they got on a tricycle, Xuanchen said to them: "Master told me to let the four of you go back. There are a lot of newcomers in the temple recently, and you need to go back and help."

A monk asked Xuanchen: "What about senior brother, you won't go back with us?"

Xuan Chen shook his head: "Master has another task for me, Xuan Chu will go with me."

Xuan Chu is the oldest among this group of people. He is 25 years old this year, and he is a quiet and introverted person.

Xuan Jing was in a hurry: "Where are you going? Can't I go?"

Xuanchen: "No, Master specifically told me that you can't follow."

Xuan Chen continued: "If you can reach the provincial capital today, you can buy today's train tickets and go back. If you can't arrive today, then tomorrow."

Xuanjing was not reconciled and said: "Then where are you going? Are you going to the provincial capital with us?"

Xuan Chen: "Well, we also need to take the train, don't ask about the others."

Xuan Chen has been reluctant to read Weibo, because the battery in his mobile phone really does not allow him to read, so he was very silent all the way.

After a bumpy journey, I finally came to the dilapidated county town. I checked the time, and it was already twelve o'clock at noon.

After eating a little plain noodles, I rushed to the long-distance bus station.

After getting on the somewhat old long-distance bus, Xuan Jing sat down next to Xuan Chen.

Because they chose the last two rows of seats, and it's not the peak season, it's not that crowded.

Xuan Jing asked Xuan Chen in a low voice: "Brother, tell me about that person named Ling Ye, is she the one you called last time?"

——The author has something to say: I have never asked for leave since I wrote the article, but I am very ashamed to ask for leave today on New Year's Eve.

Recently, I have been busy with saving manuscripts, and I am planning to make an update on the fourth and fifth grades of junior high school. In addition, there are too many things, which suddenly induce tenosynovitis and adenoid granuloma, which leads to a serious drop in the writing speed of the author...

But please rest assured, I have prepared the manuscript, and when the update is released, I will be on time and will not break my promise!

At the same time, I will send New Year’s Eve blessings: paste the Spring Festival couplets for good luck, hang up auspicious and beautiful, happy and happy, and the harmony will be enveloped smoothly. You are destined to embrace brilliantly, and you will be blessed for a lifetime. Prepare a good luck red envelope and send New Year’s Eve blessings. Happy events keep coming!

(End of this chapter)