Pick up a celestial master and go home to town house

The work in the teahouse is as boring and leisurely as ever, and Zhou Yi still listens to the luthier's soothing music downstairs when he has nothing to do.

Ren Ling left in the morning, and he was left alone tonight.

In the morning, Ren Ling said that he remembered something and wanted to leave for two days. Zhou Yi asked him where he was going, but Ren Ling didn't want to tell him, so he just left.

Zhou Yi was a little unhappy. No matter what their nominal relationship was, Ren Ling still came and left whenever he wanted, and he refused to even leave a whereabouts. He was no longer confident in his nominal relationship with Ren Ling.

At this time, the Fan family in Yuncheng.

Fan Hongwen stood up from the chair in the study room. He was 70 years old this year, his face was still rosy and full of energy, and he seemed to be in his 50s when he was in good spirits. "Xiang Chen, you haven't seen Teacher Ren?"

"Yes, Grandpa, two days ago I went to Dawang Village, City F. The house where Master Ren was preparing for a special period of recuperation was empty, and there was no trace of people living there. The villagers said that no one has ever lived there. Grandpa, you Said, could Master Ren... get lost again?"

Fan Xiangchen is only 20 years old. He is a rising star in the business world to the outside world. He is the first successor of the Shengde Group. At home, he is always a little afraid of his grandfather. The object, miraculously, was preserved safely in the hands of his grandfather.

Later, he went into business with the big trend and earned the first pot of gold. The journey went smoothly until now. The Fan family's Shengde Group is now a large enterprise with assets exceeding tens of billions. Others don't know why his family is so lucky. They caught up with them, but Fan Xiangchen knew that the reason why his family is today is because of one person.

Ghost master Ren Ling, only his grandfather knows some of the deeds of this person best. He, a junior, knows very little. He only knows that Master Ren's master's school, Ghost Spirit Sect, and the Fan family are family friends, and ghost master is a special position in Ghost Spirit Sect. It is said to have a very special duty.

Today's Ghost Spirit Sect has withered, but it still has a great reputation. It is because the most mysterious ghost master inheritance of Ghost Spirit Sect is still there, and from time to time, the ghosts come out to carry out activities. Wherever they pass, even ghosts who dare to make trouble No.

Either he was killed or he was superseded, and the ghost species that could not be superseded also left overnight, making everyone in the metaphysics world afraid of meeting him, and if he met him, it proved that there were basically not many big businesses in this place. Almost ran.

Fortunately, the ghost master has not appeared for almost 20 years, and the metaphysics circle breathed a sigh of relief. They thought that the previous generation of ghost masters must be old. I pray that the next ghost master will be a low-key person who will not overturn the rice bowl casually.

Fan Xiangchen is in the upper class circle, knows a little bit about metaphysics, and has heard some rumors about ghost masters. He is one of the few people who knows why ghost masters have not left the mountain for 20 years. It is all because of something about an old ancestor of his family.

Ren Ling can be regarded as the guest secretary of the Fan family, and if he can find Feng Shui to change his luck and calculations, if he can find Master Ren, it will be Master Ren who is doing it. In the past 20 years, the ghost master has no longer been a mystery, but has lived in Fan's house. He has helped them a lot, and the Fan family has never made a wrong choice in these years.

When he met Ren Ling for the first time, Master Ren had a youthful appearance. Now more than ten years have passed, Master Ren is still the same as before. He is young and very curious about mysterious things. He asked his grandfather about it. Tell him to keep a distance from Master Ren and not get too close.

Fan Xiangchen didn't quite understand the meaning of those words. Since they have a good relationship, why should they keep a distance?Once when he was asked urgently, Fan Hongwen beat him up and scolded: "If you want to live to the end of your life, just do as I tell you. Also, you must never mention this matter to Master Ren."

Grandpa has always hurt him, and he is reluctant to scold and reluctant to fight. Fan Xiangchen was the first time he was beaten by Grandpa. He never dared to ask Ren Ling's strangeness.

Master Ren doesn't like to be disturbed. He went to visit Master Ren specially this time. Although he said to keep a distance, he still regards Master Ren as an elder in his heart.

When Fan Hongwen heard his grandson say that Master Ren might be lost, he fell into deep thought with a nostalgic smile on his face, and said after a while: "50 years ago, I was as old as you, and I took care of Master Ren during the special period. At that time, he didn't know I chased something out, I couldn’t keep up with him, I let him run away, halfway through the chase he lost his memory and got lost, or did he come back by himself after a special period, when he came back.”

Fan Hongwen seemed to think of something funny, "When I came back, all the valuables on Master Ren were gone, including the very important classics of the teacher's school. When I asked him after I came back, he only said that he lost it, but I saw his face. I was tricked into selling it when I lost my memory. I heard from my grandfather that Mr. Ren lost important things more than once when he lost his memory. After losing his memory, Mr. Ren regards money as dung and dares to take it out or give it away or sell it. Later, I spent a lot of money to basically buy back his lost things."

Fan Xiangchen heard his grandfather talk about some dark history of Master Ren, including the fact that Master Ren always throws things away. No one is perfect, and Master Ren's problems made him feel that he was much closer to Master Ren.

He also followed with a suffocated smile and said: "This time, Master Ren said that he would not lose things, so he sent all the Wanxiang mirrors. He only has the imperial bell plate on him. If someone loses it, just look for where the imperial bell plate was sold. It should be You can find it by following the clues.”

Fan Hongwen stroked his beard and praised: "Leave this matter to Xiang Chen. Find the imperial bell first. It doesn't matter if you can't find it. He will contact you naturally when the special period passes. It is hard to find if it is stored away, Master Ren still has things belonging to his sect that have not been found."

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Ren Ling, who was underestimated, was shaking the bell at this time, looking for targets under the overpass in the next city. This imperial bell plate was connected with Zhou Yi's aura. Naturally, he would not sell it just because he disagreed, Zhou Yi said. This is his life, so keep it safe.

After he wins a ticket, he will go home and give Zhou Yi the money. Zhou Yi doesn't have to work so hard. Ren Ling didn't dare to go too far, and only planned to find a target in the next city. He squatted for a long time and found that he was haunted All of them went up to strike up a conversation, but were all ignored.

He silently looked at the nearby colleagues who stole the business. He looked like a dog. I took out a pen and wrote a new sign on cardboard.

Professional anti-counterfeiting, the touchstone of masters, real masters, fake masters, you can tell once you try it, and prevent being cheated, [-] each time.

As soon as Ren Ling put the sign on, he was greeted with glaring glances from everyone who set up a stall under the overpass. Not long after, an old man came to attack him aggressively, "Everyone depends on his ability to receive business. If you don't receive business, you will lose your job. Isn't it too much?" pass?"

"Are you a fake? Why are you guilty?" Ren Ling didn't even bother to lift his eyelids because of the fortune tellers and fortune tellers under the overpass.

"Everyone is just eating, what is true and false, don't customers just want to hear a few good words and feel at ease." The old man lost his momentum.

Ren Ling finally raised his eyelids, "Something really went wrong, and it hurt your virtue. I advise you to accumulate virtue so that you won't be a beast in your next life."

"Huangkou kid, let's see what your real skills are." The old man left angrily, not paying attention to a young man.

So under the overpass, among the masters who read fortune-telling, fortune-telling and Fengshui, there is a master with a unique style of painting who specializes in helping customers crack down on fakes.

Assuming that the price is 20 yuan, those who really want to spend money will not care about the mere [-] yuan. No one wants to be cheated by a magic stick. After a while, someone really approached Zhou Yi. A fortune-telling stall where customers want to stop.

That stall happened to be the best-looking among these magic sticks. The old man who asked Ren Ling, Ren Ling opened his mouth and asked a series of questions. The old man also did his homework. More and more came, and the original shape was revealed, and he scolded in embarrassment, "Huangkou kid, what do you know, you asked yourself, do you know?"

Ren Ling accurately stated the source of the classics word by word, and then asked about the actual case. The old man couldn't answer much, and soon became angry, "Why should I answer your question, nonsense!" In the end, he didn't even want the stall. , Throw your sleeves and leave.

Ren Ling looked at the customer who asked to crack down on counterfeiting, "Chenghui, twenty each time."

The customer was also dumbfounded. There were many people under the overpass. At this time, people had gathered around to look. The customer paid the payment and took Ren Ling around for a few times. Two other masters either refused to answer or left in despair. .

Everyone who refused to answer the question and left disheartened understood what was going on. The customer found several people, and finally found someone who was somewhat true to what Ren Ling said, and left satisfied. Ling cracked down on counterfeiting with style, and with the heart of watching the excitement, he immediately offered money to let Ren Ling crack down on counterfeiting.

Anyone who came to Ren Ling would not be rejected, and more and more people with good things gathered, they all wanted to see how many liars there were, and the "masters" who had no real skills saw that the situation was not good at this time, and those who had already closed their stalls closed their stalls, and those who slipped away slipped away. After more than two hours, there was nothing under the overpass, only the meddlers left.

In the end, Ren Ling put another sign next to the anti-counterfeit sign under the crowd watching. The publicity is over, and now it is officially open.

The middle-aged man in suit and leather shoes, who had been watching for a long time, said to the secretary next to him, "Let's go and have a look."

The secretary rubbed his neck with lingering fear, "Didn't you say that you can ask Master Bai of Xuanqi Mountain to handle this matter?"

The middle-aged man said in a daze, "I heard that celestial masters don't accept orders for fortune-telling and fortune-telling."

"You don't think he is a celestial master, do you? How old is he!" The secretary was dubious.

The middle-aged man said solemnly: "I think he is, I have seen him."

The middle-aged man came over with his secretary, and the bell in Ren Ling's hand rang crazily immediately.

Ren Ling looked up and saw that the middle-aged man was fine. The secretary's neck was full of ghosts, and the white gauze wrapped around it had not been removed. He said, "It's a ghost that hurt him. It's not cheap."

"I understand the rules of mage Ren, please move ahead, mage, let's talk in detail while eating." The middle-aged man.

"You know me?" Ren Ling was a little surprised.

The middle-aged man's attitude was respectful, "Two years ago, you helped my uncle deal with a ghost building incident. I still remember the demeanor of the mage Ren who single-handedly eliminated the five ghosts in the whole building."

Ren Ling nodded, not surprised by his past deeds, and said lightly, "Lead the way." It was almost dinner time, and Zhou Yi would be angry if he didn't eat.

The middle-aged man was a little flattered. He didn't expect that Ren Lingzhen would reward him with face and eat. In his memory, this mage Ren always took orders and went straight to work.