The old nine-door one eight mausoleum-style fake counselor Ba Ye

Ling Duan has been with Zhang Qishan for many days, and he also knows his character. He knows that Zhang Qishan will not let go of the ghost car easily. There are both funeral coffins and whistle coffins in this ghost car. Ling Duan doesn't need to think about it. Knowing that it must have something to do with going to the tomb, but since he knew that no matter what Zhang Qishan did, he would not be in danger of his life, so he was not very willing to get involved in the matter of going to the tomb. The elder brother urged him to protect him For himself, he didn't want to worry about his elder brother anymore, and he didn't want Zhang Qishan to cause trouble for no reason.

So in the afternoon when Zhang Qishan went to Liyuan, Lingduan shirked that he had something to deal with at the entrance, so he didn't follow him. It was originally agreed to have dinner together in the evening, but Lingduan also pretended to forget it. Unexpectedly, when it was night, Zhang Qishan specially sent someone to invite him Over the government.

"Old Ba, have you eaten yet?" Zhang Qishan held a stack of materials in his hand and seemed to be studying the map.

"I didn't finish some things at the hall in the evening. I didn't think it would be in time for the meal, so I just dealt with it casually." Ever since he knew that Zhang Qishan was part of the elder brother, he felt a little inexplicably lacking in confidence when facing Zhang Qishan.

"I asked the housekeeper to heat up some of your favorite dishes, and then go to bed after eating." Zhang Qishan glanced up at Lingduan, motioning him to go over. "Second Lord refused to participate in this matter, but I also found out the origin of this ghost car myself."

"Buddha, even the second master refused. This matter must be dangerous. You shoulder the safety of Changsha City. It is better to have less than one more thing."

"You have also seen the clues we found in the car. The Japanese may be doing secret experiments. It is precisely because I am responsible for the safety of the people in Changsha City that I want to investigate thoroughly."

In Lingduan's mind, there is no such thing as a country. No matter which country people are from, they are all mortals in his eyes. His previous belief was to kill demons and protect the common people. In his time, there were many countries. , will also invade each other, but there is a consensus in the cultivation world that cultivators are not allowed to intervene in the war between mortals, otherwise the whole cultivation world will attack them together. Zhang Qishan told him to kill zongzi and blood corpses. He might do it, but called He intervened in the war between mortals, and he hesitated.

"Adjutant, go get ready, we're leaving for the mine tomorrow."

When Ling Duan was in a daze, Zhang Qishan had already ordered the adjutant to go down to prepare, Ling Duan saw that there was no room for turning around, so he wanted to sneak away, he had to find a quiet place first, and then think about whether to go or not.

"Old Ba, come back!" Zhang Qishan roared.

"Buddha, there are so many Japanese spies in the mine. I'm a scholar. I can't lift my shoulders or hands. Don't take me there!" On the carpet, he raised his head and talked to Zhang Qishan.

"Old Ba, last time I didn't let you go, you had to follow secretly, but this time I took you there, and you didn't go. Why do you love to fight with me so much?" Zhang Qishan squatted down helplessly, and Keep eye level at the end of the mausoleum.

"Can it be the same as this time last time! Last time you were going to the grave, I was worried about your safety, this time you are going to investigate the news, people on the ground, I know, no one can beat you, I don't have to follow " Ling Duan slandered, I should have known that you had Qiongqi Bodyguard, I wouldn't have gone there last time, anyway, no matter how much you toss about, you won't be in danger, so why bother me running around.

"Buddha, why don't I make a fortune for you, let's listen to God's will?" Ling Duan was glad that he always kept in mind that he was a magic stick, and he also carried a few copper coins with him, ready to activate his deception skills at any time, Ling Duan pretended He shook the coin in his hand a few times and threw it into the air.

Zhang Qishan reached out and snatched the copper coin and put it in his ear, pretending to be listening, and smiled slyly at Lingduan, "Old Ba, this copper coin tells me that you must follow me to the mine."

"Buddha..." Ling Duan had a bitter face. Once he left Changsha City, he would not be able to eat stewed pig's trotters with lotus root in Zhang's house for several days.

"Old Ba, as long as I, Zhang Qishan, live, I will always protect you." Zhang Qishan supported Ling Duan's shoulder, and made a solemn promise to him.

"Okay, you can go if you want, you can go wherever you want, and you can say anything." Ling Duan said that Zhang Qishan used beauty tricks on him, and he couldn't refuse. "Then I'll go back to the hall and get ready?"

"No, tell the adjutant what you want, and ask him to go back to Qi Mansion to pick it up for you. After dinner, you can go directly to sleep. Going out is no better than staying at home. I'm afraid you won't be able to eat or sleep well for a few days."

At dawn the next morning, Ling Duan was woken up by Zhang Qishan. Since he was reborn, he no longer needs to practice swords every morning. In addition, when he was recovering from his injuries, the housekeeper Uncle Zhang always told him to sleep more. Yes, now he has to sleep until the sun rises every day before waking up. Zhang Qishan woke up his people but not his thinking.

Zhang Qishan looked at the fortune teller who was forced up by him, sat on the edge of the bed and kept nodding with his eyes closed, he poked his head with his finger helplessly, and then asked his servants to come over and help Ba Ye wash up.

After tossing and tossing for half an hour, it wasn't until outside Changsha City that Ling Duan got out of the car and blew a gust of cold wind, only to wake up a lot.

The adjutant led two maroon horses over, Zhang Qishan quickly got on the horses, and stretched out his hand to Ling Duan, signaling him to go up and ride together.

"Adjutant, why don't you lead me a horse too?" Ling Duan frowned.

"Can you ride?" The adjutant's entire face was full of doubts about Ling Duan.

"I...I can ride a donkey, you can lead the donkey!" This brat!To actually put on such a blatant look of doubting his ability, well, he admitted that he can't ride a horse, but he can fly!He can fly with the sword!Will the bear kid do it?In a hurry, he transformed into a sword and flew out of their sight with a whistling sound... Hmph.

"Okay, lieutenant, give way to Eighth Master, Old Eighth, come up, I will take you."

"For the sake of the Buddha, I don't have the same knowledge as you." Ling Duan probably didn't know how arrogant he is now that he looks like I have someone to support him.

Zhang Qishan took Ling Duan's hand and pulled him into his arms to sit down, then called the adjutant to go.

"Old Ba, are you still sleepy? If you are sleepy, you can sleep for a while, I can't fall off with you in my arms."

"There's a cold wind blowing, I'm refreshed, let's go to work quickly, go home and lie down on the bed after finishing the work, and sleep well." Ling Duan said that he would not sleep, and still closed his eyes and leaned on Zhang Qishan's arm to doze off.

The adjutant followed silently on the horse, thinking that it is true that Ba Ye is capable, but he is too squeamish to be spoiled by the Buddha.