Chapter 93

Yang Chen doesn't care what the palm master is. An individual can call himself a master. Yang Chen despises such a person most.

He is now concerned about whether he has lost money on the things he spent 500 yuan.

With old man Feng and the female ghost Bai Xiulian, Yang Chen returned to his rental room.

"Master, why do you still live in such a house?" Old man Feng looked around at Yang Chen's rental house and couldn't help saying, "with the master's ability, I think Hou Wanli's mansion is more suitable for you."

"Hou Wanli's mansion?" Yang Chen pondered a few words. Now he has occupied Liu Jiaojian's jewelry store. He is also considering how to occupy Hou Wanli's mansion.

It's obviously inappropriate to rely on old man Feng. Yang Chen has a hunch that the boss behind Hou Wanli must be an extremely powerful role. Relying solely on Gu Shu, he's afraid he can't control Hou Wanli.

"Yes." Old man Feng echoed: "master, do you need me to find a way for you?"

"What's your plan?" Yang Chen asked.

Old man Feng shook his head: "I haven't thought of it yet. When I think of it, I will inform the master at the first time."

Yang Chen thought that old man Feng already had a good plan in his heart. After a long time, he was also a mouth gun party.

"I want to do business in the house. You go to the door and guard. No one is allowed in or out." Yang Chen said.

"Yes, master!" Old man Feng immediately stood out obediently and guarded the door honestly.

"Well, you can show up." Yang Chen said.

Although the doors and windows in the house were closed, there was still a gust of wind for no reason. Bai Xiulian's figure appeared in Yang Chen's sight.

"Eunuch." Bai Xiulian said politely.

Yang Chen opened the bag of things on the table and said, "you say this wooden hairpin is good. Do you know these things?" Then Yang Chen took the wooden hairpin in his hand and played with it.

"I don't understand antiques." Bai Xiulian said, "but I can see that this wooden hairpin is older than me."

"You were a man two hundred years ago. Is this wooden hairpin older than you are?" Yang Chen was surprised.

"Yes." Bai Xiulian said, "I won't feel wrong."

"OK." Yang Chen smiled. With this wooden hairpin, he spent 500 yuan. He suddenly remembered something and asked, "have you been following me during the day?"

Bai Xiulian nodded: "except that eunuch has Yin and Yang eyes, others can't see me."

"It's not a matter of you." Yang Chen said, "it's terrible to be a lonely ghost. What can I do to help you reincarnate?"

In fact, Yang Chen doesn't want to always follow a ghost around him. After all, ghosts are ominous things. He often gets along with ghosts for a long time, which will affect his luck.

But in front of Annette Bai, Yang Chen can't say these words directly.

"Reincarnation?" Bai Xiulian murmured two words to herself, which can be said to be her lifelong dream.

"Yes, do you want to be such a lonely ghost forever?" Yang Chen said, "if you meet an expert, you will be killed in an instant."

"Eunuch, I also want to be reincarnated as soon as possible." Bai Xiulian said, "but I've already passed the time of reincarnation. Now I'm going to the Yellow River Road. I'll be scattered by the ghost, unless..."

"Unless what?" Yang Chen asked.

"Unless I become a ghost king!" Bai Xiulian said, "then you won't be afraid of ghosts."

"Cultivate to be the ghost king?" Yang Chen wondered, "how do you practice?"

"Either suck popularity or suck other ghosts directly." Bai Xiulian said.

"I'd better find a way." Yang Chen knew that although she could become a ghost king in this way, once she provoked heaven's scourge, she could not easily bear it.

Besides, uncle Jiu has a profound Taoism. Yang Chen just hasn't had time to digest it. When she's free at night, just help Bai Xiulian find other ways to reincarnate.

"Well, I want to take a bath. When I come back from Tiger Street, I stink to death." Yang Chen told, "you are not allowed to peek."

"Eunuch, how dare I peek at eunuch." Bai Xiulian hurriedly said, "then I'll avoid it."

"Yes." Yang Chen answered, and Bai Xiulian turned into a white smoke and disappeared.

When Yang Chen entered the bathroom, he turned on the faucet to shower. In his mind, there was the sound of the Wanjie life extension system.

"Host, please accept the renewal task!"

"Isn't it? Call me to take the task at this time? "

Yang Chengen couldn't refuse, so he felt dizzy and gradually lost consciousness.

When he slowly opened his eyes, he saw a great figure with his back to himself. He was wearing a black and yellow robe with long hair and waist. Yang Chen guessed that the other party was a sister? That's not right. How can a girl have such a wide skeleton?

"Are you awake?"

The voice was low, calm, vigorous and full of Qi. It was like a fierce tiger roaring low, which made people tremble.

"Wake up... Wake up..." Yang Chen said weakly. He didn't know what plot he had crossed, but Yang Chen didn't dare to move.

After all, in any plot segment, he is an ant to be slaughtered.

"Mud Bodhisattva, ten years ago, you left this broken iron and left without saying goodbye." The man opened his mouth slowly again and said, "do you know how many thoughts I have spent on this broken iron you left, which can't be solved!" The man slowly turned around, showing a national face and a pair of eyes, showing a terrible murderous spirit!

Yang Chen was startled and dared to feel that this was a passage through the Fengyun tyrant in the world. The person in front of him was a generation of Xiaoxiong tyrant, and he was the mud Bodhisattva. He was counting the second life for the tyrant.

As long as the tyrant knows the success and failure, he will kill himself immediately.

"Guild leader, this is not scrap iron. Since you can't solve it, I'll help you solve it." Yang Chen said, clapped her hands, came to the table and looked at the iron plate that hid the fate of the tyrant's life.

"Can I untie my fate for the rest of my life?" The bully asked.

"Of course, of course." Yang Chen began to beat up the eight trigrams iron plate. However, he soon found a problem, that is, the eight trigrams iron plate. He couldn't solve it. After all, he was Yang Chen, not a mud Bodhisattva.

"When I watch TV, the mud Bodhisattva looks like three circles on the left and three circles on the right. He unties the iron plate. I'll try it, too." Yang Chen turned left and right. The iron plate was stunned. There was no response at all.

"It's over, damn life extension system. At least when I cross over, I have the thinking of the person who is crossed." Yang Chen was secretly anxious: "how can I solve this game? If you can't solve this game, don't the tyrants have to kill themselves? "

"Have you untied it?" Xiongba asked coldly. In his tone, he seemed extremely impatient!