The Last Celestial Master

Let's have lunch. "

Du Chenhe's heart skipped a beat, "Do you know Xiangtai Teahouse?" he asked.

"do not know."

Du Chenhe was embarrassed to ask the expert if he knew about Baidu Maps, so he simply said, "I'll send you the address later, can we meet at the entrance of the teahouse at 12 o'clock tomorrow?"

"Row."

On the second day, Du Chenhe came to Xiangtai Teahouse on time.For those who prefer western food, it is the first time for three consecutive days to go to a teahouse that only has simple Chinese dim sum for dinner.

As the party to treat guests today, Du Chenyu didn't intend to be stingy and invited his savior to the simple teahouse, but he felt that what happened to him last night was subtly related to the story of "The Last Heavenly Master" told by the storyteller in the teahouse. So I would like to ask the old Taoist to listen.

He thought that the old man who could save him by phone must be an expert in the world, and the expert in the world would naturally not care about the worldly cost of food and clothing.

— But, he was mistaken.

Du Chen, who arrived at the teahouse on time, saw the white-haired old man standing at the door from a distance.The other party was still dressed like a charlatan Taoist priest, but he didn't hold a banner in his hand, and he was looking up at the teahouse door with slightly disgusted eyes.

Du Chenhe went forward to meet him. "Master, today I invite you to this teahouse mainly to invite you to listen to the story told by the storyteller inside. Today's story is likely to talk about hairtail. I think it has something to do with what I encountered last night." He said. Quickly explain that you didn't mean to neglect the other party.

The old man nodded in understanding after thinking about it. "Forget it, I don't care about food."

You don't care about what you disliked just now?Du Chenyu was embarrassed to say, and could only ask in his heart.But no matter what, he invited the other party into the teahouse.

After sitting down in the teahouse, the old Taoist was not in a hurry to speak.After all, he wasn't the one who was so anxious.Du Chenyu started the topic first, from the shallower to the deeper: "What is the name of the master?"

"You can call me Zhang Zhenren." The old man replied.

Du Chenyu couldn't help wondering: Why does this person who should really have some skills look so liar?

"Master Zhang?" He subconsciously repeated, thinking which generation of Zhang Sanfeng is this?

Just as he was thinking about it, he heard the other party continue to introduce: "Pindao is the one hundred and eighth generation descendant of Zhang Tianshi."

Zhang Tianshi has been passed down from generation to generation to this day. Although there is no such thing as a "Tianshi", the lineage is at most 65 generations. Recently, after listening to "The Last Tianshi". Zhang Tianshi, the [-]th generation successor, had to expend a lot of effort to hold back and not expose it.

"Master Zhang," the matter is so important that there is no room for laughter, Du Chen and Seriously pronounced this weird title, and got straight to the point: "Is that thing from last night still there?"

After the flood last night, Du Chenhe went straight out and found a convenient hotel nearby to rest.For him, there are many houses anyway, so there is no need to live in that apartment, but it is not good to keep the "fish spirit" to harm others, and he has just lent the house to others, so it is inconvenient to say "this house is really haunted, you Don't come."At the end of the day, they have to fix the problem.

Facing his question, Zhang Zhenren nodded without thinking. "I just scared it away last night. When it realizes that it's a bluff, it should make a comeback. Besides, I see that you have a very evil spirit, I'm afraid there are more than hairtails in the house."

My family not only has hairtail, has it also opened a fish market?

The point is, yesterday you just scared people with hairtail fish?Do you have any real skills?

Du Chenhe's scalp felt numb, and he asked heavily: "Master Zhang, you must have a way to save him, right?"

Zhenren Zhang shook his head and replied: "For the present plan, we can only take one step at a time."

Du Chenhe stared at each other, "What if you take a wrong step?" He had to ask this life-threatening question.

Zhang Zhenren said affirmatively: "If one mistake is made, the whole board will be lost."

... Zhang Zhenzhen, we are not participating in the "Chinese Poetry Conference"...

☆、Chapter 5

of the Last Celestial Master