Urban Witcher

After sending Xie Yuqing away, Ye Shaoyang returned to the living room, moved a chair and sat down, Xiao Ma was still sleeping soundly on the sofa with his buttocks sticking out, Ye Shaoyang took out his mobile phone and called Rui Lengyu, but no one answered for a long time. Just as he was thinking about whether to send a text message, he suddenly noticed something, stood up abruptly, stretched out his hand, and grabbed a black shadow out of thin air.

Heiying waved his hands, and a wave of black air surged out, shaking Ye Shaoyang's palm away and retreating quickly.

"It's a little skill." Ye Shaoyang squeezed a formula, and slapped it head-on. The black shadow immediately stepped aside, waved his hand and said, "It's me, Tianshi Ye, don't be so sensitive."

Ye Shaoyang stopped and took a closer look. It was a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes. His face was familiar, but he didn't recognize him for a while, and said, "What the hell?"

"It's me, Ghost Note Zhang," the middle-aged man shook his head, "Master Ye is so forgetful."

"Oh, Mr. Zhang, let me tell you which ghost has such a strong cultivation." Ye Shaoyang cupped his hands, "Long time no see, do you have something to do with me?"

"It's okay, I'm here to congratulate you."

"Congratulations? What kind of congratulations?" Ye Shaoyang was confused.

Mr. Zhang chuckled, "You cleaned the Yin nest, killed countless ghosts, and those who were strangled by the Eight Doors of Life and Death are also counted on your head. You have at least tens of thousands of years of Yin virtue, and I will calculate it for you." Immediately touched After making an abacus, he made a crackling call and said, "76,500 years, congratulations."

Ye Shaoyang tilted his head to look at him, and said with a smile: "You know very well, you were there at the time? Why didn't I see you helping?" The latest chapter has been uploaded

"Hey, catching ghosts and subduing demons is the business of your Celestial Master Xuanqing Mountain. I have my duty. I can't do anything unless it is absolutely necessary. You know the rules." After earning tens of thousands of years of cultivation, I am one step closer to being promoted to a tablet, so I am very happy."

Ye Shaoyang rolled his eyes, "It's not like there is always a nest to suppress, and besides, it's not easy to escape from death this time."

"Hey, anyway, you've got it done, Zhang Mouste came to congratulate you."

Ye Shaoyang knew what he was up to, and waved his hand, "Twenty incense candles, ten knives of paper, I'll burn them to you later."

Mr. Zhang couldn't help laughing, cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, thank you, Mr. Zhang is leaving. Call me if you have business." After speaking, he turned around and disappeared out of thin air.

"What is the Yin virtue he is talking about?" Xiao Ma sat up and asked, just now when Ye Shaoyang and Mr. Zhang fought, he woke up and listened to the conversation between the two, and when Mr. Zhang left, he couldn't help it asked.

Ye Shaoyang stretched his waist and said: "Brother, I am in a good mood today. Let me tell you roughly, we Daoist disciples have different tablets, Taoist, alchemist, real person, celestial master, and after that is the immortal, which is considered a secret. You don’t need to know. The only basis for promoting a tablet is Yinde. Yinde is the ghost age of the ghosts saved and killed by Taoists, not Yangshou. Kill more ghosts and collect ghosts, and Yinde can be accumulated.”

Xiao Ma nodded half-understanding, and said, "Just like the experience and level in the game?"

"I haven't played the game, so I don't know. The Daomen card tablet is a heavenly strategy for the Sanqing. If the accumulation of yin virtue reaches a certain limit, you only need to hold a ceremony and pray for the Sanqing, and you can get the canonization."

Xiao Ma asked: "The higher the tablet, the stronger the magic power?"

Ye Shaoyang said: "The magic power itself has not changed, but the higher the tablet, the more spells you can practice and cast. For example, you must get a real person tablet to practice the magic of Xuanqing Mountain's inner sect. Magical symbols and five-element flags are not used indiscriminately. When it comes to the Celestial Master, the magic tools used are promoted in the order of yellow, blue, red, and purple, and the power of magic tools of different colors is very different."

Xiao Ma nodded slowly, recalling that every time Ye Shaoyang used purple talismans in his practice, he thought that all Taoist priests were like this, but he didn't expect that it had something to do with the tablets.

Thinking of this, he immediately admired Ye Shaoyang even more, and smiled, "Little Yezi, I have always heard you say Heavenly Master, and I thought Taoist priests were called Heavenly Masters. Only now do I know that you are so powerful."

"That goes without saying." Ye Shaoyang raised his eyebrows proudly.

"Well, Xiao Yezi, above the celestial master, what tablet is it?"

Ye Shaoyang waved his hand, "I can't tell you this, let's talk about it when I have a chance in the future. I'll take a shower and go out to eat."

After Ye Shaoyang took a shower, he changed into a set of Nike sportswear he bought at a street stall. He planned to wear a belt, but after thinking about it, he put it down. Anyway, it’s over, so let’s take a vacation and relax, so what? He didn't bring the magic weapon either, so he asked Xiao Ma to go downstairs to eat together.

In order to celebrate the completion of the task, the two found a slightly higher-end restaurant, ordered a few delicious dishes, a barrel of draft beer, and were about to eat when the phone rang, picked it up, and saw that it was Zhou Jingru's number, and suddenly remembered her As I said, I hurriedly answered the phone.

"Brother Shaoyang, are you done?" Zhou Jingru's voice sounded so peaceful.

"It's over, how is your father?"

"It's getting worse recently. When are you free, can you come over?"

"It's fine now, where are you, I'll go there right away."

Hearing Zhou Jingru's address, Ye Shaoyang hung up the phone, grabbed two pig's trotters in his hands, hurried out, and said to the pony: "You can eat alone, if you can't finish eating, pack it up, I will eat it when you go back tonight, please don't worry." Don't waste it."

"Let's go," Xiao Ma said in surprise, "what are you going to do?"

"Ghost hunting."

Coming out of the hotel, Ye Shaoyang took a taxi and came to Shicheng No. 1 Hospital. He searched for the house number provided by Zhou Jingru, knocked on the door, and a mature beauty opened the door. Ye Shaoyang was stunned. Before he could speak, the other party smiled Smile, "It's Mr. Ye, please come in."

As soon as Ye Shaoyang entered the door, he saw Zhou Jingru walking towards him, his face was obviously haggard. When he saw Ye Shaoyang, his eyes lit up immediately, "Brother Shaoyang, you are finally here."

Ye Shaoyang nodded. In this hotel, which is no less luxurious than a hotel, there is a large carved bed with a man lying on the bed. Ye Shaoyang looked at his face, was taken aback for a moment, and smiled self-deprecatingly.

The one lying on the bed was naturally Zhou Jingru's father, Zhou Ming, the chairman of Star City Group.

On the way here, Ye Shaoyang imagined him as a rich man with a fat head, big ears, and a fleshy face, and now he realized that he was completely wrong: Zhou Ming was handsome, handsome, with a pair of eyes, and his temperament was elegant and calm. Although he was depressed, when he saw Ye Shaoyang lying on the hospital bed, he insisted on sitting up and greeted Ye Shaoyang politely.

"I heard that you are Xiaoru's friend, so I invited you here rashly. I'm sorry, Xiaoliu, pour water."

The mature beauty immediately made a cup of tea, served it to Ye Shaoyang, went outside by herself, and gently closed the door.

"Mr. Ye, please sit down." Zhou Ming said politely.

Ye Shaoyang nodded, didn't sit down, stood in front of the sick bed, looked Zhou Ming up and down, his complexion was very bad, and there was a condensed black air between his brows.

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