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Chapter 69 Walking Leg Pendant

Huang Xikong came and went like the wind, there was no way to track his whereabouts.

Wanwan stood on the spot and raised her little hand, Xia Zhihuai bent over to give her a high-five, and said with a smile, "I just said, this method will definitely work."

Wan Wan immediately raised her smiling face, gave a thumbs up, and boasted without hesitation: "Brother, you are smart!"

The clever cub already knows how to praise the adults at the right time.

My brother has been tortured by life, so she should be kinder.

After Pu Yuzhou talked about the plan with several Taoist priests on the other side, he brought a bald monk and a Taoist priest who was about forty years old and walked over.

"Little fellow Taoist, this is Master Xuantong from Xiling Temple, and this is Zhan Fengcheng, the president of S City Taoist Association."

Wan Wan hugged Xia Zhihuai's leg, her big black and white eyes were as clear as glass, and her fluffy hair looked casual because of Xia Zhihuai's poor craftsmanship. The fat hand hooked it, becoming more and more naive.

After listening to Pu Yuzhou's introduction, she didn't quite understand what was going on.

But she is a polite cub, after listening to the introduction, she said hello seriously, and hugged Xia Zhihuai's thigh again.

"Little fellow daoist, President Zhan and Master Xuantong, want to go in with that Mr. Huang."

What Pu Yuzhou said was that he wanted Wanwan to be a middleman, telling Huang Xikong to take the two of them, so that they could take care of each other.

But facing Wanwan's pure eyes, he was a little bit speechless.

Wanwan's train of thought was stuck again at this moment, and she was half a beat behind.

On the contrary, it was Xia Zhihuai who understood Pu Yuzhou's implication, pressed Wanwan's head with his big hand, and said: "Wanwan and I cannot be his masters about Huang Xikong's matter. Besides, he is a thousand-year-old ghost, and you belong to the Taoist and Buddhist sects." Master, he is an existence that is incompatible with fire and water, and he has abided by his duty not to attack you..."

Pu Yuzhou's palms were sweating, and he sighed helplessly in his heart: "I understand, I understand, forgive me."

Xia Zhihuai knew that this was not Pu Yuzhou's original intention, it should be the meaning of the war leader.

Guiyiguan is just a Taoist temple in the Taoist sect, and it is really difficult for Pu Yuzhou to be caught in the middle.

Hearing this, Zhan Fengcheng, who had always put on an amiable appearance, said with a smile: "Mr. Xia has a good relationship with that ghost."

Xia Zhihuai's eyelids twitched, and he vaguely said, "I'm not from the Taoist sect, and I've only met him a few times."

So, a good relationship... nonexistent!
Xia Zhihuai noticed that Zhan Fengcheng's eyes would glance over Wanwan from time to time.

He has always been sensitive to other people's eyes. He doesn't like the scrutiny and sizing eyes, as if he is weighing an object.

Right now he doesn't want to greet Zhan Fengcheng, he just wants to find an opportunity to stay away.

Wanwan thought the conversation between them was weird.

She didn't like the president on the opposite side too much, so she honestly leaned on Xia Zhihuai's lap and yawned, fishing in troubled waters.

She was woken up too early in the morning, and she is very sleepy now.

Xia Zhihuai looked down at the leg pendant and squinted his eyes in sleepiness, and immediately found an excuse to avoid Zhan Fengcheng: "Wanwan got up too early in the morning, and now she is sleepy, I will take her to rest for a while."

Zhan Fengcheng raised his hand: "Mr. Xia, do as you please."

……

Watching Xia Zhihuai leave with the child in his arms, the smile on Zhan Fengcheng's face faded a little, and his eyes fell on Pu Yuzhou: "Is that child as powerful as you said? It doesn't look like it, it feels like an ordinary child. Children are no different."

Pu Yuzhou wanted to give him a pair of supercilious eyes, but Zhan Fengcheng really had no eyes.

He also misses Long Xiangtao very much now, that guy is simply too smart, knowing that Zhan Fengcheng is in charge of commanding this time, he was injured a while ago and asked for leave, so he didn't show up at all.

But Zhan Fengcheng is the president after all, Pu Yuzhou still wants to give him three points of face, still smiling gently: "Little Daoist Wanwan is a very aura child, and he is naturally suitable to enter my Taoist sect."

"You think too highly of that kid."

Zhan Fengcheng felt that Pu Yuzhou was still exaggerating.

"And I think there should be no resentful spirits in this building. No matter how powerful the resentful spirits are, they will not create blood corpses."

Zhan Fengcheng was eloquent and clearly stated his speculation and basis.

Pu Yuzhou didn't want to argue with him, he just said: "Everything is possible, and we have to wait for the truth to come to a conclusion."

"Since they are unwilling to help, then I will go in with Master Xuantong to explore."

Although Zhan Fengcheng was a little disappointed, he would not vent his anger.

After all, it is a thousand-year-old ghost, and they will not really rest assured that they will hand over their backs to a different kind.

Pu Yuzhou frowned and watched Zhan Fengcheng turn and leave, and said to Xuantong, "Xuantong, do you want to..."

"Amitabha, Daoist Park."

"Dongqing went in with the people from the Demon Management Bureau. The poor monk has to go in and take a look."

Xuantong is famous for his good temper, and he usually doesn't get involved in these intrigues.

He is not a member of the Taoist sect, but an eminent monk from a pure place of Buddhism.Dongqing was a disciple he had accepted in his early years, and he had always been training him as his successor.

This time it happened to be Dongqing's turn to go down the mountain and enter the Demon Management Bureau to perform a half-year mission. He didn't expect that something would happen here.

Therefore, this trip to Xuantong must go.

Knowing that he would not change his mind, Pu Yuzhou only confessed in a low voice: "I need to trouble Master Xuantong to look at Guild Leader Zhan more, he is... hey."

It's hard to say.

Xuan Tong only smiled lightly and said, "Guild Master Zhan's strength should not be underestimated, there shouldn't be any accidents."

"I'm afraid that he will suddenly attack that thousand-year-old ghost halfway." Pu Yuzhou expressed the worry in his heart.

Zhanfeng City has always chased and exterminated all evil spirits, and basically never asked the other party if they committed any crimes.

A typical one-shot poke overturns a boat of people.

Naturally, his attitude towards Huang Xikong would not be much better.

Just now he was asked to come over and talk to Xia Zhihuai, and Huang Xikong was asked to go in with them, presumably because he wanted to fight that ghost halfway.

Because thousand-year-old ghosts are so rare, Zhanfeng City is naturally full of fighting spirit.

But in this situation right now, if there is an internal fight, both sides will suffer, and it will be the evil spirits in the building who will take advantage of it.

Xuantong pondered for a moment, then said softly: "The poor monk will do his best."

He only wanted to save people, and he didn't care much about the fight between Zhan Fengcheng and Li Gui.

But Pu Yuzhou has already said so, if there is a conflict at that time, he should intervene to stop it.

……

Without waiting for Huang Xikong, Zhan Fengcheng and Xuantong opened the door on the first floor under the watchful eyes of everyone, and disappeared step by step into the deep hall on the first floor.

After Huang Xikong changed his clothes and rushed over, Wanwan and Xia Zhihuai were holding a white and fat bun and eating a fat bun with a cup of jujube soy milk beside them. They were sitting on chairs in the community garden, looking relaxed And cozy.

"You two are really good enough." Huang Xikong suddenly said.

Xia Zhihuai leaned on the chair, crossed his legs: "You haven't gone in yet?"

"Didn't someone go in just now?" Huang Xikong pouted.

Xia Zhihuai: "So you saw it."

"I'm not blind. Since I appeared here just now, that Taoist surnamed Zhan has been looking at me. No matter how stupid I am, I should know that he is not a good bird."

Xia Zhihuai was noncommittal, and only warned: "It's really strange inside, you should be careful, try not to run into them as much as possible."

Huang Xikong nodded casually, and poked the bun in the plastic bag in Wanwan's hand: "Give me the uneaten one."

Wanwan stared at him with wide round eyes, then picked up the bun, tore out the red bean paste filling in one mouthful, squinting her eyes happily.

Huang Xikong looked at the gnawed buns and almost fell on his back in anger.

After swallowing the food in her mouth, Wanwan swiped her fingers a few times on her cheeks, smiling sweetly: "It's shameful to snatch the children's breakfast."

"Little radish!" Huang Xikong mocked.

Wanwan protested: "I am Xiaotaoxian."

"Short everywhere, white and fat, isn't it just a turnip?"

Wan Wan suddenly became furious, clenched her fists and threatened fiercely: "Talk about me, little radish, I will beat you up, until you hit the wall, you can't get it off!"

"Oh, it's you!"

Huang Xikong flicked his finger on her smooth forehead.

As a result, his fingers popped out again and his eyes were burned.

Wanwan laughed immediately, and gloated, "You deserve it!"

As a ghost, after being burned by her skin so many times, he still doesn't have a long memory, so he deserves it!
"Childish." Xia Zhihuai took a sip of soy milk and urged, "Go, we are still waiting to go home early."

Huang Xikong snorted lightly: "You still owe me a big meal and a supper."

"Understood, I understand, solve it as soon as possible, and treat you to dinner earlier."

Xia Zhihuai shook his hands: "The lives of the entire building are in your hands, if you really can't beat them, run away."

Huang Xikong was upset: "Who do you underestimate?"

Xia Zhihuai looked at him sideways: ...It's you, huh.

(End of this chapter)