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"Master Gao, what did Mr. Huo tell you? Is this the end of my cooperation with Mr. Huo?" In the car, Zhou Zhongping finally couldn't help asking Gao Yang.

"Hehe." Gao Yang smiled inscrutablely, and said, "Mr. Zhou, don't worry, your business is guaranteed."

Zhou Zhongping had always been calm, and it was the first time he was so nervous like this. It seemed that this business was really important to him.

"Really?" Zhou Zhongping asked worriedly.

Sir Huo was obviously very angry just now.

"Really." Gao Yang nodded amusedly.

"Oh..." Zhou Zhongping remembered Mr. Huo's question, and asked again: "You said Sir Huo's father would pass away last night, but he is obviously fine today. Master Gao, why do you sometimes make mistakes?"

And it was at this critical moment that he almost ruined his business.

"I'm not wrong." Gao Yang shook his head, looked out of the car, looked at the crowds and traffic, and said calmly: "Sometimes what we see may not be true, and what we hear may not be true of……"

"Then what is real?" Zhou Zhongping was taken aback by him.

"Maybe everything is true, maybe everything is false." Gao Yang looked away, looked at him with a mysterious smile, and said, "The secret must not be revealed."

"..." Zhou Zhongping said.

This is the unique skill of a physiognomist. As long as you don't want to say, or don't understand, or don't know, you can use the phrase "the secret must not be revealed". It's really disgusting.

But since Gao Yang said so definitely.If you tell yourself that there will be no problem with the business, then you can estimate it and guess it. Anyway, there is no other way now.

Feeling apprehensive, the two arrived at the Peninsula Hotel. It was almost noon. They had dinner in the restaurant before returning to their respective rooms to rest.

On the way back to the room.Gao Yang pays special attention to the people around him, hoping to meet the blind man and his party again, but he has never found anything.

What are these people doing in Hong Kong?

Sit on a chair in the room.Gao Yang looked at the sunshine and sea view outside, frowned and thought about it.

He raised his palm and looked intently.I saw that the color of the ninth blood line, which was still faintly visible yesterday, has darkened a little, and the line can be seen clearly, and it is much more solid than yesterday.

Could it be because he saw through Sir Huo's secret hidden under his face?Is it possible to advance so quickly?Gao Yang opened his eyes wide and thought for a while, if he said that, wouldn't Sir Huo be useful to him?

But now the secret on him has been seen through by himself, and there is no use for it.

On the contrary, it was Ye Hong...

Ye Hong's fate is very strange. He has a very good face and horoscope, so why has he been so unlucky since he was a child?And it will also infect yourself with bad luck, why is this?

If you look at it according to the logic that you can advance to a higher level after looking at a face that is difficult to understand, then this Ye Hong is for me.But quite a rare character.

Thinking of Ye Hong's cute yet reckless character, Gao Yang couldn't help but smile.

It is the age of youth and vigor, worry, which is really enviable.

Withdrawing his mind, Gao Yang took out the fingernail-sized compass from the wound on his right hand.His eyes gradually narrowed: Could it be because of this that the blind man came to Hong Kong this time?

Close your eyes, your mind gradually sinks into the sea of ​​consciousness, and Gao Yang's consciousness slowly seeps into the compass.

The green scrolls of ancient books were opened one by one.

Gao Yang read the physiognomy again, and compared the strange faces recorded above with Ye Hong's one by one, and found that none of them matched the name.There is really no problem with Ye Hong's face.

Since it is a no-problem fate, how could such an unlucky thing happen?

Gao Yang frowned, unable to understand.

I flipped through the ancient books one by one, and before I knew it, the technique of physiognomy had already been turned over, and suddenly turned to a new page.

The art of raising ghosts?

Gao Yang's eyes lit up. It turned out that he could read the art of raising ghosts when he reached the fourth rank of Qi and blood inner alchemy. Why didn't he read it here before to try it out?

If you learn the art of raising ghosts by yourself, can you raise little ghosts like Taoist Bai?

With excitement, Gao Yang looked at the first page of The Art of Raising Ghosts.

The art of raising ghosts:

It is a kind of spirit control, which refers to adopting the souls of people who have died, and then controlling them with spells.

Because big ghosts are difficult to control and prevent backlash, it is most suitable to adopt the souls of infants who died prematurely or children who died prematurely. They are guided by the energy of essence and blood, and fed with blood steamed buns, which can be raised for [-] days.

There are several ways to find imps:

[-]. When the moon is cloudy in the cloudy year, go to the water where the child has drowned and use boxwood wood to gather the soul in the water. When the time comes, lock the child's soul with amulets and then carve the wood into a human shape, and set up an altar to raise it.

49. When you go to the scene of a murder or a disaster, if a child under the age of three dies, you can use steamed buns with blood, ghost paper or lemon juice to gather the soul, bring it back and attach it to a peach tree, and put it in a small coffin.

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Gao Yang looked down one by one, the more he looked, the more frightened he became, and he felt a chill on his back. How could this technique of raising ghosts be so evil?

But in order to get the little ghost, he continued to read. After all, being alone is too helpful. If there is a little ghost, it would be great to help him find the way.

For example, it would be very troublesome for him to find blind people now, but it would be different if there were little ghosts, and he could let the little ghosts find them.

Thinking of the purpose of Bai Daochang's little ghost, he still longed for it in his heart.

Looking down, Gao Yang's brows became tighter and tighter. When he saw the last sentence, he finally couldn't help but open his eyes wide, and cursed in his heart: Your uncle!

I see above it says:

The technique of raising ghosts is too full of yin, and it needs to be practiced at the fifth rank of qi and blood inner alchemy to easily control the little ghosts. Before the technique of raising ghosts is learned, the body of the boy must not be broken to prevent the leakage of yang energy.

Grass!Gao Yang thought, it turns out that grandpa has been warning him not to break his body before the fifth rank of Qi and Blood Neidan, so that he can learn the art of raising ghosts?

It's a pity that now I'm only at the fourth rank and I've already broken my body, so what should I do?

It is not a problem for Qi and blood inner alchemy to reach the fifth rank, he can practice slowly to achieve it, but what about the boy's body?A broken virgin can still pretend to be a virgin, but a broken virgin can pretend to be a virgin?Can you have a virgin?

Thinking of this, Gao Yang's heart sank to the bottom, and he felt that his future cultivation would be full of difficulties.

No wonder Grandpa said that it would be very difficult to practice Qi and Blood Inner Alchemy before the fifth rank. It turns out that if you can’t learn the art of raising ghosts, you can’t learn the art of raising ghosts. It is indeed more than twice as difficult to advance.

Alas, Gao Yang sighed, withdrew his consciousness, opened his eyes, and put the compass back into the wound on his right arm.

He didn't have any regrets in his heart. Ning Xuan had reached the last moment that night. If he didn't save her, she would burst into blood and die. If time goes backwards now and he chooses again, he will still take off his pants Offer up to save her.Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda, there is nothing more important than this.

While thinking wildly, there was a hasty knock on the door.

"Who?" Gao Yang raised his eyebrows and turned to look at the door.

"It's me, Master Gao." Zhou Zhongping's voice came from outside the door.

Gao Yang let out a sigh of relief, stood up and walked towards the door, just opened a crack, Zhou Zhongping squeezed in from the outside, and said with an excited smile: "Master Gao, Sir Huo called me just now and told me that I don't blame you anymore You said what you said, and you invited us to the reception tonight, and emphasized that we must arrive early, so that we can have a good discussion with me about the business building, it's really great."

"Congratulations." Gao Yang had expected this, and there was no surprise at all, but seeing Zhou Zhongping so happy, he smiled and congratulated him.

"Thank you, Master Gao, what did you tell Mr. Huo? How could you have such a big face to make Sir Huo change his decision?" Zhou Zhongping asked with a smile.

You know, Sir Huo had already said that this business was hopeless.

"The secret must not be leaked." Gao Yang raised his eyebrows and smiled.

Since Mr. Huo asked him to keep it a secret, he will definitely not gossip around.

Seeing that he used this sentence to prevaricate himself again, Zhou Zhongping had no choice but to smile reluctantly, and patted him on the shoulder unwillingly.

But Gao Yang doesn't care whether he says it or not, as long as the business is hopeful, everything else is not too important to him.

The evening banquet was held in the banquet hall of the Peninsula Hotel.

Gao Yang wore a new black suit and went with Zhou Zhongping.

The lights in the banquet hall were brilliant, and the red wine glasses glowed faintly under the crystal lamps. Ladies and gentlemen walked around the hall slowly in elegant backless dresses and straight suits.

Everyone was looking for acquaintances with wine glasses, chatting and laughing in low voices, saying hello to each other, and occasionally there was a laugh or two, which was also pleasant and light.

When Gao Yang walked in, the ladies at the door were taken aback when they saw him. They had seen many handsome guys, but they didn't see many dark-skinned and manly men like Gao Yang.

At a glance, they thought it was Gu Tianle who was there, so they all stopped in their tracks.

But after seeing it clearly, when he realized that it was just a boy he hadn't seen before, he turned his head again, and each of them walked away talking and laughing.

Gao Yang ignored them and walked into the hall with Zhou Zhongping.

Inside, there are small tables one by one, and people sitting in twos and threes are chatting.

Zhou Zhongping and Gao Yang walked in, and immediately a waiter walked up to them and asked respectfully, "Is this Boss Zhou and Mr. Gao?"

"Yes." Zhou Zhongping nodded.

"Hello, Sir Huo is already waiting for you over there, please follow me." The waiter politely gestured to the two of them, and led him inside.