Dart Master

Chapter 697 Tracking of the Junkyard
"You've always been careful, so I'm sure you can do things with confidence." I smiled and said.

"General Rao, the Western Mountains have always been remote and dangerous. Now that the world is in chaos, King Qin's safety is the top priority. You must be more careful. Don't let the wind know about this matter. You just need to arrange it carefully in secret." Bai Chaoyang warned. .

When Rao Feng heard it, there was joy in his eyes, and he hurriedly said: "Don't worry, military commander, I will definitely be more careful, and I will never make any mistakes."

"One more thing..." I paused, looking at Rao Feng coldly, as if pointing something.

Rao Feng quickly avoided my gaze, his expression was a little nervous, suddenly he walked into the main hall, knelt down on one knee and said: "I have failed King Qin's high hopes and cultivation, and I have treated Xiaomei poorly recently. I must reflect more on this in the future. She is very loving."

He is a smart man, knowing that Mrs. Mei will definitely sue me, so he pleaded guilty in advance, so I can't say anything about him.

"It's good that you know it. People can't forget their roots. The dispute between Mrs. Mei and you is a matter of your housework. It's just that I was the guarantor at the beginning. You have to treat her well. No matter how busy the military affairs are, the family still needs to take care of her." Yes." I comforted me with a pleasant face.

Rao Feng said gratefully: "Thank you King Qin!"

I waved my hand, "Go down, go home tonight, and apologize to Madam."

Rao Feng retreated, Bai Chaoyang smiled and said, "Brother Wang is getting more proficient now, it may be difficult for Rao Feng not to take the bait this time."

"You pay close attention to the movements of the killers in the city, and at the same time make Xiao Yizui and Xiaofeng ready!" I said.

After explaining everything, I put on my makeup, left the royal city, and headed for the secular Jiangdong city.

Because Wangcheng is located in the deep mountains and bad waters, when I arrived in the secular world, it was already dark. Looking at the traffic and colorful neon lights in the city, I felt a long-lost feeling in my heart.

Walking on the bridge, I lit a cigarette and smoked. I used to come from the world, but everything here is destined not to belong to me.

I am the king of Wangcheng, the patron saint of this city, but looking at the bustling crowd around me, I feel strange and lonely.

They run around for their livelihood every day, but they don't know that there is a group of people they regard as gods who are guarding this land. There is no doubt that once I can't unify the Yin Division, the demons, gods, and demons in the evil abyss , ghosts born, not only Taoism will suffer disaster, but the secular world will inevitably be impacted, maybe one day this country will suddenly disappear from the world without a sound.

The homeless singers on the flyover were strumming their guitars. There was no applause or flowers, but they still shouted hard.

There are many singers on the overpass, but what makes me most curious is that there is a middle-aged man playing the guqin at the head of the bridge.

Others laugh at me for being crazy, but I laugh at others for not being able to see through!
The reason why I am curious about him is because he is wearing a brocade robe worn by Taoist scribes, and the texture of the piano seems to be quite old, but I don't have much ability to judge these things, and I can't analyze the specific year .

My first reaction was that he was a member of the Taoist sect, but he didn't have any vitality in him, and there were a bunch of young girls around him, rushing to take pictures with him.

The middle-aged scribe was not disgusted at all, all his mind was concentrated on the strings, and people around him dropped coins into the piano case beside him from time to time.

I walked to his side and took a closer look, but he just looked up at me, no different from looking at an ordinary person.

It seems that he is indeed not from the Taoist sect, but he is dressed in a strange way. There is a word in the Taoist sect called performance art, I think it should be this kind.

I threw a small ingot of Ujin into his piano case, and left with a smile amidst the screams of the people around me.

I walked around the streets of the secular world. After all, Jiangdong City is a metropolis in China, and the people quickly came out of the shadow of the death of the white ghost night walk. This is also due to the foolishness policy of the secular world. Don't know exactly what happened.

When I got to Zishi, I went to the garbage dump in Jiangdong.

There was a bad smell from a distance. This was originally the former site of Xiangyun Temple, but King Zhang sealed Xiangyun Temple, so it was changed to a place to dump garbage.

According to the information fed back by Jin Yan, Xu Fang had been here before and disappeared into the garbage dump out of thin air, which is extremely unusual.

I walked into the garbage dump, and there was a stench in it. If a normal person stays in this filthy place for a long time, he will definitely be entangled in the foul smell and suffer from illness.

But this didn't bother me, the water-avoiding beads separated the turbid air from a distance, and I tried to use my vitality to slowly search for a possible secret door in the garbage dump.

This place is huge, and it was difficult for me to find the specific location for a while, but I firmly believe that there must be a secret door leading to the underground in this place.

Just as I was thinking, a figure slipped quietly from the other side, and I quickly hid.

This person was none other than Xu Fang. Xu Fang was wearing a black linen coat, hunched over, looked around me vigilantly, and then walked to a recess in a garbage dump.

Because the garbage was piled up like a hill, the recess was extremely wide, and there was a dilapidated container inside. Xu Fang looked around and got into the container.

Let me get caught this time!
I was overjoyed in my heart, and I didn't dare to get too close, I just silently stood aside, waiting for Xu Fang to come out.

Not long after, Xu Fang came out with the box on his shoulders, his face full of joy, and I followed him carefully.Xu Fang left the garbage dump, got into a van outside, and drove straight out of the city.

When we arrived outside the city, Xu Fang hid in an old house. I was not in a hurry to catch him, but squatted outside the door.

After a while, Xu Fang came out. He should have just finished taking a shower, he was refreshed, his hair was sprayed with hairspray and combed back, and he was wearing a Tang suit.

This Tang suit was cut from the high-quality silk allocated to him by the palace when I made him a judge of the ghost world. Once Xu Fang put it on, he looked like a dog.

In fact, in the secular world, people's will and temptation will be greater. To be able to enter the Taoist sect, there is more or less cultivation and a certain state of mind.

But the shadows in the ghost world are different. They are ordinary people in the secular world, and they may go to work, farm, or do business in order to survive.

To put it bluntly, they are a group of ordinary people who can solve some yin and yang affairs. Most of them have low cultivation levels. Of course, there are some masters who hide in the mundane practice, but these are very few. How can it compare with the beautiful mountains and clear waters of Taoism.

It's just that I didn't expect that Xu Fang, in my opinion, is still a bit of a virtuous shade, and he will be infected by the secular world, so he can't live in poverty.

At this time, there were very few people on the street. Xu Fang got into a gold shop with a small suitcase on his shoulders. Not long after, the suitcase disappeared, but his left and right hands were carrying a heavy black leather suitcase, walking briskly. He walked out with a smile on his face.

Xu Fang returned to the old house, turned on the light, and put the box on the table. When he opened it, there were bundles of banknotes inside.

I made a rough estimate, and Xu put the two boxes of money, I'm afraid it will cost 200 or [-] million.

I suddenly understood that he was probably helping Boss Xu with errands, and obtained a large amount of black gold, jewelry, or antiques, and then exchanged them for worldly money for pleasure.

This bastard completely disregarded the rules of the ghost world and used tricks to make money.

Xuanmen has extremely strict requirements on the ghost world, and it is not allowed to rely on the techniques of yin and yang and Fengshui to make money. The technique of Fengshui is slightly more relaxed, because some real Fengshui overall situation is to damage the fortune and lifespan Yes, so even if someone makes money from this, they won't be too concerned.

As for the art of yin and yang, those who catch ghosts belong to the real yin and yang.It is their duty to catch evil ghosts and ghosts and maintain the safety of one party, and it is impossible to make money by doing this.

Therefore, most real shaders rarely make money from this, but rely on serious jobs to make a living.

Of course, there are also some magic sticks who are bluffing and defrauding in the secular world. As long as they don’t commit big taboos, they are generally ignored. From this point of view, if a person who is a yin and yang has a heart of desire and wants to make money through the art of yin and yang , will definitely feel unbalanced.

(End of this chapter)