You said you would tell fortunes, so you can catch ghosts and exterminate zombies easily?

"Is this the attitude of everyone you have in Cuicheng when you hire someone to look after you?"

Wang Haitao scratched his head suspiciously, his face suddenly froze, and he coughed lightly: "Lead the way, I'll follow."

The big man hesitated.

"What are you doing? Hurry up and lead the way. I haven't made any money in Cuicheng for a long time. I wonder if your boss is generous with the money?"

After hearing this, the big man nodded.

Invite everyone to get on the van in front.

Wang Haitao drove slowly to catch up.

Just as he was passing an intersection and saw the van turning left, he stepped on the accelerator and got away.

After returning to the villa, Wang Haitao was still frightened.

"Liu Xian, the local tyrants in Cuicheng are quite well-informed. I've never been to Cuicheng before, and they were able to stop them?"

"Hiss~" A green light flashed on his arm, and Liu Xian spit out his snake tongue, "One of them appeared outside the villa before."

"Have you been here before and kept an eye on me?"

"It seems like you've been prepared for this. If it weren't for Liu Xian's reminder, I would have been in trouble today."

Wang Haitao tutted his lips and said, "That's why I said it's so secretive? You haven't talked about anything for several days, and now you let us talk here. What are we talking about? It's all just bragging."

"If you don't talk about it, I won't come back. I think it's more interesting to follow Master Su. I've learned so much in just one day."

"I'm going to squat on Chunming Street again tomorrow."

As Wang Haitao was speaking, there was a knock on his door.

"Who?"

He opened the door and raised an eyebrow: "Master Zhang? What's wrong?"

This Master Zhang, whose given name is simply Qian, is a famous master in southern Zhejiang, and is particularly good at Feng Shui.

When they discussed how to choose a grave, Wang Haitao was confused and his head ached. He was just glad that people were buried in public cemeteries these days and he didn't have to choose one by one.

Zhang Qian asked him, "Friend Wang, Master Wu and the others went out with you last night, right?"

"Well, what's wrong?"

"Then why haven't they come back yet?"

Wang Haitao scratched his head: "Master Zhang, you're asking the wrong person. Let me tell you, we went out together yesterday and found the place to set up the formation, but..."

As he spoke, his face turned bitter, and he complained aggrievedly, "Master Zhang, do you all look down on us, the spirit masters from outside the border? Why don't you tell me anything? It's so perfunctory. You even come up with excuses like buying groceries or shopping."

Zhang Qian laughed dryly and waved his hands repeatedly to say no.

Almost fled.

When he returned to the room and saw the person waiting inside, he finally wiped the sweat from his forehead and straightened himself up.

"Master Zhang? What's going on?"

"Wang Xiaoyou said they separated by the river in the early morning. Those people said they wanted to go shopping?"

"Shopping for groceries... you can't be out this late, right? Didn't I tell you to be at the villa at 8pm every night?"

Seeing Zhang Qian's face darken, the man quickly forced a smile and said, "I'm sorry to bother you, Master Zhang. We are mainly following orders. We were worried when the masters didn't come back..."

Zhang Qian snorted softly, "We were invited here to help, not to be imprisoned. We can go wherever we want."

"Yes Yes Yes."

The man apologized again, laughed dryly and left.

Screen Government Building.

The long-haired young man raised his eyebrows after answering the phone.

"Oh, they all have little ability but a bad temper."

The middle-aged man shook his head in disagreement: "Chang Yu, these are all masters with real skills. It is not advisable to make enemies. Be careful of your words and be careful of causing trouble."

Chang Yu snorted lightly: "If my uncle hadn't been in seclusion, I wouldn't bother with them."

The middle-aged man picked up the phone and made a call.

"Old Zhou, I have something to trouble you with."

Half an hour later, the call came back.

The middle-aged man, who had originally been smiling warmly, froze after hearing this, his eyes narrowed. "Have you found out? Who did it..."

Chang Yu frowned: "Something happened?"

The middle-aged man hung up the phone and took a deep breath: "Someone has kidnapped several masters."

"What? Who is it? So bold."

The middle-aged man said calmly, "Yeah, I also want to know who is so lawless under my jurisdiction."

Taking a deep breath, he advised, "Chang Yu, take the masters of the Lushan Sect over there first. Once this is settled, I'll have someone send those masters back and we'll discuss this together."

"You still want to investigate slowly? Let me do the math."

Chang Yu pinched his fingers as he spoke.

As he calculated, his face became more and more gloomy.

The middle-aged man asked, "Can't you figure it out?"

"It's normal."

"I've heard you mention this before. When it comes to people from the Xuan Sect, it's easy to fail. They often use Dao power to interfere, right?"

Chang Yu was disappointed: "Over here in Cuicheng, it should be a disciple from the Lushan Sect who helped. This is ridiculous."

"Be patient, we should ask the master for help. Your life won't be in danger in the short term."

The outskirts of Cuicheng.

In a basement.

Cai Zhengqing, with a bruised face and nose, huddled in the corner, trembling.

Beside him, Zhang Qiang felt both distressed and helpless.

"Master, they invited me, so why do you have to argue with them?"

Aren't you asking for a beating?

Cai Zhengqing glared at his disappointing apprentice.

Even though I'm a fake master, I can still chant sutras and play drums. I was doing fine at the funeral, but now they ask me to leave. Isn't that ruining my job? Will I still be able to live?

Thinking about Cai Zhengqing made me even more depressed.

If I had real skills, would I let these people beat me? I would kill them with a thunderbolt!

The more I think about Cai Zhengqing, the more aggrieved I feel.

"Who did I offend?"

Suddenly, footsteps were heard outside.

The heavy iron door was opened, and an old Taoist with a white beard was thrown in and fell head over heels.

"Ouch, ouch~" the old Taoist cried out several times, and Zhang Qiang hurried over to help him up.

"You damn bastards, watch me draw a talisman to curse you!"

The old Taoist climbed up and fumbled around his body, quickly pulling out a brush. Unfortunately, he couldn't find any cinnabar no matter how hard he looked. He bent his fingers and put them to his teeth to bite, but after hesitating for a moment, he put them down awkwardly.

"Ahem, I, I'm not afraid of pain. I just feel that it's dark and damp here. If it gets inflamed, I'll die quickly."

"I still have things to do, nothing can go wrong."

Cai Zhengqing glanced at him suspiciously.

confirmed.

It's also fake.

Maybe he's even cheating.

The heavy iron door opened again, and the man in the Zhongshan suit was pushed in. He steadied himself, glanced around, and looked at the old Taoist with a white beard in astonishment: "Senior Zhuang? Why are you here too?"

"Xiao Lei, how come you were also arrested... ahem, are you invited?"

Before the man in the Zhongshan suit could answer, another person was thrown in.

"Senior Wu?"

"Xiao Wu?"

Cai Zhengqing frowned even more tightly.

Is this a fraud gang?

Another half hour passed, and there were already eight people in the basement.

Except for Cai Zhengqing and Zhang Qiang, I know everyone else.

Everyone was still wondering why they were arrested when the heavy iron gate opened again. A group of people holding machetes came down, lined up in a row, and looked ferocious.

Two more burly men came in, both holding guns in their hands.

When Cai Zhengqing saw this, he quickly squatted down with his head in his hands.

This is really terrible!

Zhang Qiang also wanted to squat down, but he saw a pitch-black coffin being carried down from behind.