Spirit Hunters of Maoshan Sect

After landing, Lao Guo immediately announced that the water ghost of the Heishan Reservoir had been killed. The zombie fish lost its source of corpse and will soon die. The reservoir is alive, or a ghost or a corpse for a month or two. The gas will be cleaned up, and the reservoir will be able to re-fish, and all this credit, Ye Shaoyang alone accounted for 80%.

In fact, even if he does not emphasize that everything that Ye Shaoyang has done, everyone is also obvious to all. The worship of him has reached its peak. In the eyes of Lijiacun, Ye Shaoyang is simply a living god.

The women’s waist drum team beat the drums all the way, and opened the road in front. They led Ye Shaoyang and others to the guest house. On the way, they continued to meet the villagers who came back from work and came to watch. Even the parents called to call the children, relatives and friends who went to school. Friends, come to see the true face of the heavenly master.

Being surrounded by so many men, women and children, Ye Shaoyang did not mention more awkwardness, and wanted to find a paper bag to put his head around. It’s hard to get to the guest house. There are still many people who want to follow up. When the plum is bolted to the door, Ye Shaoyang is relieved.

In the evening, Yumei used the best local specialties to cook and burned a table of chic and delicious dishes. Li Laoxing opened a few bottles of good wine and took a few days to finally get rid of it. Hei Ji, everyone is very happy, including Ye Shaoyang, everyone has let go of eating and drinking, it is also a celebration.

Even Teng Yongqing, who is a layman, was forced to break the ring, hard-filled two glasses of wine, and never drunk, he was lying on the sofa and could not sleep.

After dinner, Li Laoxing warmly stayed with them, but Ye Shaoyang considered going to Xixichuan tomorrow. Today, anyway, when he went back to pack things, he had to go with Lao Guo and put Teng Yongqing on Zhou Jingru’s car, then Lao Guo himself. Drive back, Zhou Jingru drove Ye Shaoyang.

"Shaoyang brother, before I called with Xiaohui sister," Zhou Jingru said to Ye Shaoyang while driving. "She went to the Seven Grandma Temple with the Wang Ting, saying that she had never met anything and did not find her." The cousin's body, now back to the hotel, she asked me to ask you when you can leave tomorrow."

Ye Shaoyang thought for a moment and said: "As long as it is tomorrow, when will it be."

Zhou Jingru said: "I have a direct flight to Xichuan North tomorrow afternoon, can I?" After confirming Ye Shaoyang, she said that she would arrange for someone to go back.

"Shaoyang brother, I believe you, there will be no problem." Zhou Jingru looked straight ahead and whispered: "But I hope that if you need help, please tell me, we are... ourselves. ""

Ye Shaoyang nodded and said: "No problem, I didn't treat you as an outsider."

Zhou Jingru’s heart was warm and he smiled at him.

When the car drove back to the city and came to the hotel, Zhou Jingru called two security guards and sent the drunken Teng Yongqing back to the hotel, threw it on the bed, and looked at his intoxicating appearance. Ye Shaoyang had a sense of guilt in his heart: Fill a Buddha home who never drinks alcohol like this...

Arranged Teng Yongqing, Zhou Jingru then drove Ye Shaoyang to the downstairs of the package, and said goodbye to each other and drove back.

Ye Shaoyang went upstairs alone, through the door, saw the lights in the living room of his residence, thinking that the pony must be back, too lazy to pick up the keys, go up and knock on the door.

"Small leaves, you are back." The pony opened the door and let Ye Shaoyang get in, then reached out and pointed at the room and said: "This guest, come to you."

Ye Shaoyang looked around and turned to look at a middle-aged man in a black suit, cocked his legs, sat on the sofa, saw him entering the room, stood up, smiled and said: "Hello, Mr. Ye ""

His somewhat arrogant performance caused Ye Shaoyang's resentment and did not give him a good face. He did not say a word, and asked him directly: "What?"

"Hey, I heard... Mr. Ye is a mage, and the ability is very good."

"who said it?"

The middle-aged man turned his eyes and turned around in the room. He touched his chin and said: "The hearsay is just a matter of words. To be honest, after seeing the simplicity of where Mr. Ye lived, I was also wondering if it was the wrong place... ..."

"Is going wrong, let's go." Ye Shao didn't look at him and said, "Hurry up, don't delay me doing business."

Ye Shaoyang’s attitude was that the middle-aged man was taken aback and smiled and said:

"Come on, I will talk about the situation briefly. It is also a work done. My boss, recently... suffered some unusual things. Well, to be honest, it’s a ghost, I found a few catches in Shicheng. Mr. Ghost, there is no way. One of them is almost killed. So, we heard Mr. Ye’s name. Recently, I was very loud in Shicheng. I specially visited, I hope I didn’t find the wrong person...”

The last few words said politeness, but his tone is an impatient look, like doing work, so Ye Shaoyang waited for him to finish, directly put his hand and said: "You really find the wrong person, Not interested in helping your boss, hurry."

The middle-aged man was not angry. He smiled and got up and went out. He said, "If Mr. Ye is interested in giving it a try, he can call me. I have my business card on the coffee table. The reward is 100,000, but I I also advise you not to fish in troubled waters, and you have no intention of losing your life."

Ye Shaoyang bent his mouth and said: "Go back and tell you the female boss, want to cure her insomnia, at least 300,000, less than one point."

"Great big tone!" The middle-aged man snorted and turned to walk to the door. Ye Shaoyang counted the third sound in his heart before turning around and sighing secretly. This guy, the reaction was too slow.

The middle-aged man looked at Ye Shaoyang with a strange look. "How do you know that the boss is a woman? How do you know that she is troubled by insomnia?"

Ye Shaoyang said: "Your boss is insomnia because he does not dare to sleep at night. Once he sleeps, he will have nightmares."

The middle-aged man stunned. "You...what did you listen to?"

Ye Shaoyang walked over and took three shots on his shoulders. He grabbed something and grabbed it in front of him. In the palm of his hand, there was a sparkling thin sheet.

"this is……"

"Ghost nails, your shoulders have been caught by ghosts, and the three skylights have been wiped out. Recently, the nature is too weak, the mold is riddled, are you old and unlucky?"

The middle-aged man patted his thigh. "No, no matter whether it is mahjong or nine gold flowers, everything is lost. The mobile phone has been stolen. You... Mr. Ye, you are really a tall man." Laughing at the compliment of Ye Shaoyang, "Can Mr. Ye tell me why there is a ghost nail on my body?"

Ye Shaoyang puts his hand in the hand: "I didn't have the mood to tell you, told you, if your boss is interested, let her personally bring in 300,000, or else, don't talk, go."