Cultivation little Taoist

Chapter 34
Ye Feng just wiped off the blood on his face and revealed his eyebrows, Shu Bing felt familiar, and with the jujube wood sword he was holding just now, she gradually merged the little Taoist priest in front of her with the little Maoshan boy she met when she was a child .

"Miss Shu Bing? Are you...the daughter of the head of the Longmen?" Ye Feng asked tentatively when he heard the two people holding purple talismans shouting.

"Hehe, the little slave has a good memory!" Shu Bing tilted her head and looked at Ye Feng, "Are you here to fulfill the promise made 15 years ago? You're really cute."

I am good to you, uncle!

Ye Feng's face was darkened, he couldn't hide no matter what, this girl was still as domineering as ever.

"Okay, it's okay, it's just that my little slave came up to the mountain to find me." Shu Bing said to the two, then took out a handcuff and put it directly on Ye Feng's wrist,

"Let's go! My sister wants to train you well!"

At the same time, a whip was thrown at Ye Feng's Tianling Gai, which surprised the people around, but Ye Feng dodged sideways and stepped on the whip with his foot.

He didn't speak, and stretched out his hand to Lin Xiaoyu, Lin Xiaoyu nodded knowingly, and with a card issuer, the fake and shoddy handcuffs were removed.

To the police, this is child's play.

"What are you doing! You are just a slave now, do you know that! Don't resist!" Shu Bing shouted angrily.

"I don't have time to play with you." Ye Feng glanced at her, picked up his backpack and took the three of them away.

"Miss Shu Bing, do you want us to help you capture the slave?" The two people beside him replied respectfully.

But Shu Bing snorted and said no, it would be fun.

She is the only daughter of the head of the Dragon Gate. She has been spoiled too much since she was a child, and she has a domineering character. The game of taking slaves has started since she was a child. After that, I felt dull and let go of the mountain.

In addition, she is very beautiful, and there are many masochistic yin people who even take the initiative to go up the mountain and ask to be slaves. Everyone is obedient, which makes her feel bored.

Meeting Ye Feng today dared to reject her, which made her experience the game feeling of conquering.

Then try to find a way to torture him.

A sly smile appeared on the corner of Shu Bing's mouth.

After walking for half a day, Ye Feng and others arrived at the back mountain. Longmen Zhongxing was on the top of the mountain, but there was a paradise at the foot of the mountain. There was a mountain village in it, and there was even a guest house.

"Open four rooms." Ye Feng said to the old man at the front desk, the price of this kind of small guest house should not be too expensive.

The old man looked up at them, and replied lazily, "Sixteen thousand in total."

"I'll tell you why this is the presidential suite! Why don't you grab the four thousand one!" The fat man was the first to blow up, cursing.

"Love can't stand it." The old man's eyelids moved, and four words popped out.

Xia Shihan held Ye Feng's hand, shook her head slightly, and handed the black card from the bag to the table.

"Sorry, I don't accept credit cards." The old man said without even looking at it.

He has just received Miss Shu's order that all outsiders who come to the village today will make things difficult for them. To a large extent, their Longmen Village relies on the care of the Longmen Sect, so naturally they obey.

Xia Shihan took out all the cash she had on her, but there was only 3000 yuan, and she cobbled it together from Fatty and Lin Xiaoyu, and took out [-] yuan.

It would be crowded to death for four people to open a room, Ye Feng thought about it, he couldn't let Xia Shihan suffer with him.

"Boss, how about doing a business?" Ye Feng tapped the table with his knuckles and asked playfully.

"Sorry, this shop doesn't accept pawns. Thank you for turning left when you go out." The old man's eyelids drooped, and he felt that what he had done today was already very good, and he would be able to receive the reward from Miss Shu then.

"It's not a pawn. Twelve thousand yuan will buy your life. Do you want to buy it or not?" Ye Feng uttered a voice, which frightened the old man, and he tried to touch the fruit knife from the drawer.

Ye Feng pinched his wrist quickly, "Don't get me wrong, I didn't want to rob. I don't dare to do anything wrong with the police sister here."

Lin Xiaoyu took a step forward, exuding a policeman's righteousness.

If this was in Binhai City, she would definitely have bought this black shop.

This Longmen Village has not been visited by the police for many years. A trace of fear suddenly appeared in the old man's eyes, and he looked at Ye Feng suspiciously: "Then what did you mean just now?"

"There is a resentment hidden in your entire village." Ye Feng said with his eyes half-closed, "In your guest house, the resentment is even stronger. After a long time, you will become a walking corpse after the resentment enters your body."

"Recently, do you always feel chills on your back, lack of energy, and always feel that you don't get enough sleep? This is a sign of mutation! If it develops further, you will have sunken eye sockets, slowly lose your mind, and finally become a real walking corpse !"

The old man's eyelids opened suddenly, and Ye Feng hit everything he said!

And I just looked in the mirror just now, and my eye sockets are really sunken.

He rubbed his palm, but still had a trace of doubt: "Our village has been in existence for hundreds of years, and nothing has ever happened. How could there be what you said, resentment?"

"I don't know the details." Ye Feng shook his head, "If you don't believe me, then just open a room. Anyway, you are the one who died suddenly, not me. Can save you back, don't you think?"

Ye Feng said with a retreat, but his eyes were full of sarcasm.

The people of the Longmen sect are all lions when they treat Yin people, and they are sure to be no better when they treat ordinary people. That's what Ye Feng is betting on.

"Buy!" The old man didn't hesitate at all. If he wants to go to Longmen Mountain, it will be far more than these numbers.

"Okay." Ye Feng nodded, took out the Zaomu sword, took incense candles and paper money from the shop owner, and then muttered something, shaking a piece of talisman paper back and forth in his hand.

"Ghosts, goblins, go away, goblins, goblins..." The fat man who was closer to Ye Feng was stunned when he heard what he said.

Lin Xiaoyu was even more strange, he had never seen this little rascal like this before, even when he was dealing with Baifenpo, he just set up a formation and went up, but now why is he still jumping like a master?
Could it be that ghost is very powerful?

"The old man has an order, hold the sword to break the evil spirit!" Ye Feng shouted suddenly, and then the jujube wood point pierced the old man's ear, and when he pulled it back, Ye Feng took out a Chen Qingfu and pressed it directly on the sword, Then he gasped heavily.

"Solved." Ye Feng said.

"Gao... Gaoren..." The old man was so shocked that he couldn't speak, because the moment Ye Feng's jujube sword pierced his ear, he felt refreshed, and there was a warm image behind him. There was a little sun, and the cold feeling was swept away.

"Okay, let's pay the bill." Ye Feng made a gesture of contempt, and then reached out to ask for money.

"I'll open four rooms for you right away!" The old man stopped hesitating and began to search for the keys.

"Thank you for opening three rooms." Ye Feng said calmly.

The old man froze. If Ye Feng wanted to open three rooms, he would have to pay back the 4000 yuan he got just now. In this way, he would lose three rooms instead.

But it's okay, isn't one's own life worth the money of three rooms?

Anyway, it's hacking them.

Afterwards, the four of them found a room and went in to take a shower first. Ye Feng slept with the fat man.

"Crazy, what level of ghost is making you work so hard, and, is there really any resentment in this village?" The fat man asked, shaking the fat on his stomach.

"How can there be any resentment." Ye Feng said, "It's just that the shop owner messed with a ghost somewhere, and I just accepted it."

"Ghost? Isn't that the lowest level of evil? Why are you working so hard!" Fatty Wang was stunned.

"How can you cheat that old boy for [-] without much effort." Ye Feng smiled, "Do you know what this is called? Use the way of others to treat the body of the person, so that the old boy will not know what to do, and open his mouth for [-]."

"Then you should ask for more, and ask him for one hundred and eighty thousand." Fatty Wang suddenly understood, rubbing his chin and feeling that it was going to be less.

"Accepting a ghost of such a level, asking for money will damage Yin's morality, and do you think he can give out one hundred and eighty thousand in this poor place." Ye Feng didn't reply to him, but took out the petition talisman, Said lightly:
"Come out."

A wisp of light smoke floated out from the paper talisman. It was a woman with braids and a cotton-padded jacket. Although her clothes were rather earthy, her face was relatively clean, and she looked a little delicate.

A woman who died in winter, the ghost after death is wearing the clothes of her life.

"Take a shower." After she came out, she bent down respectfully and said these two words.

"Sister, our two brothers have just washed, so it's not o'clock today." Fatty Wang said with a smirk on his face, "Hey madman, can this ghost provide one-stop service?"

"Shabi." Ye Feng glanced at him sideways, and then said to the female ghost, "I am the Yin of Huaxia."

"Sorry." The girl bowed again, but Ye Feng's voice came out.

"What's the matter? The first sentence isn't Chinese, is it..." Fatty Wang reacted belatedly, "My sister speaks Chinese quite fluently! It's just that her voice is a bit rough, like a lunatic."

"After you die, you will know the principles of the world, and when you don't understand the language, you will imitate the Yang people you meet." Ye Feng explained, and then asked: How did you die, why didn't you go to the Yin Division to report?
"Master Mingjian, I want to go to the underworld to report, but there is no way. I can only live with the shop owner, hoping to return to my hometown." Speaking of this, the girl sobbed a little.

"Madman, it sounds awful when you cry, like a donkey braying." Because the female ghost still used Ye Feng's voice to communicate, the crying voice was naturally Ye Feng's too.

"Get out!" Ye Feng gave Fatty Wang a white look,
"Where are you from?"

"Vietnam."

"Vietnam?" Ye Feng was a little puzzled, "This place is so far away from Vietnam, you can't go back even if you are attached to the owner of the shop."

"Hey! Little rascal, are you crazy? What are you talking to yourself? I don't know if this room is not soundproof!" Before the female ghost could answer, there was a rough knock on the door.

(End of this chapter)