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Chapter 104 Zhang Xianguang's Life and Death (two in one, please subscribe)

The night was falling, and looking up, the deep black sky covering the high-rise buildings was dotted with a few stars.

Wu Nai opened a door in front of the forest in Zhangdong's old house, and after passing through the door, he returned to Dachang City.

He stood on the side of the road and looked around. To the north is an industrial area with many factories. He was forced to take the blame for "chemical pollution" because of the "starving ghost" incident before, and he was scolded a lot.

To the south is a brightly lit commercial area lined with high-rise buildings. The place where Wu Nai is now is the junction of the industrial area and the commercial area.

It was off-duty time, and the street gradually became lively. The middle-aged woman who still had a charm stepped on high heels, stood at the door of the shop with neon lights, and greeted the customers coming and going by twisting the round arc wrapped in the hip skirt.

All kinds of food stalls put their stalls on the street, and the street is filled with the smell of various barbecues and charcoal fire.

Wu Nai opened his nostrils to breathe in the warm smell of the street, and felt that he had returned to the world.

Zhang Dong's old house is very good, there are countless ghosts in it, and it can be called a holy place for him to learn supernatural powers.

You only need to keep swinging the spear to become stronger.

But as a normal person, after staying in a cold, bleak environment full of ghosts for a long time, he will eventually miss these days full of fireworks.

Wu Nai casually took out a cigar from the glue space in front of him and lit it, puffing out light blue smoke while admiring the girls coming and going on the street.

It feels so good... Although not all of them are beauties, at least they are clean, tidy, warm and fresh.

For a person who has been immersed in rotting corpses and exposed bones for many days, even a plain-looking girl is extremely enchanting at this moment.

I don't know how the guys in the family are doing recently... Wu Nai's thoughts moved, his white and crystal clear skin squirmed slightly, and a lot of information immediately and automatically poured in from the world in all directions, pouring into his brain continuously.

After a few breaths, Wu Nai's face darkened.

In the huge amount of information, he found that Zhang Xianguang had started to contact his family members.

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"Since Mr. Wu became a shareholder, the 'Shen Yu Luo Yan Club' has become the most luxurious club in Dachang City in one fell swoop, and it has also become a place where many high-ranking people entertain distinguished guests."

"Mr. Zhang Xianguang, please come inside, I believe today's service will satisfy you."

Tang An parked his luxury car on the side of the road with a pleasant smile, then got down from the driver's seat, opened the rear door by himself, and made a gesture of invitation to the people in the car.

If Wu Nai were here, he would definitely recognize that this is the mall owner in the headless ghost incident.

He once had a relationship with his father, and he is considered a respectable figure in Dachang City.

But tonight, his role was that of a driver.

"I'm interested, but in fact, what I'm talking about with Wu Ming is more suitable for the two parties to find a quiet place to communicate in private."

Zhang Xianguang, who looked like a 30-year-old middle-aged man, got out of the car. He carried a big knife on his back. Looking at the feasting and feasting nearby, he said calmly, "You don't need to find such a crowded place."

"Don't worry, as long as you need it, it will be absolutely quiet inside."

Under the leadership of Tang An, the two pushed open the door and walked into the club one after the other.

A sense of emptiness and crystal clearness rushed over.

This place is like the glazed world depicted in Buddhist classics.

The floor is seamlessly bonded with crystal glass, and the colorful lights from all around come together to create a dreamy scene under the feet of guests.

Above the head are retro and elegant wooden pillars and red tooth cornices, and vermilion wooden ladders spiral upward along the walls on all sides.

Even Zhang Xianguang, who was just beginning to feel dissatisfied, couldn't help admiring after seeing such a decoration: "Walking here, I feel like I'm flying in the midst of the sun. The design is very good, and it really is something that ordinary people can enjoy."

"Haha, what is this, there will be better ones later..."

Tang An bragged without compromising: "To be honest, even Mr. Wu's son Wu Nai wanted to ask for a VIP card from me at the beginning...By the way, Mr. Zhang Xianguang knows Wu Nai, right? He is a very powerful young man."

"Well, I have heard that it solved the [Starving Ghost] incident, which is not bad."

Zhang Xianguang nodded silently.

Naturally, he had already done all kinds of research before coming here.

At this time, a group of girls in Hanfu with wide-sleeved scarlet skirts lined up on the dance floor to welcome them.

"Look, these girls, at this age, I still like them for decades!"

Tang An pointed to the girls in red dresses like raging flames and exclaimed loudly: "Mr. Zhang Xianguang, Lao Wu said that you were a teacher before and taught his elder brother to be a man of culture. In order to welcome you, I made some Careful arrangement, you see..."

When they walked to the dance floor, Tang An grabbed a girl.

The girl's exposed skin is like white and beautiful jade, and on the jade-like skin, there are exquisite traditional square characters outlined with special gold powder.

"Peace and stability are like the earth, and meditation is like a secret treasure."

Zhang Xianguang's eyes moved slightly, and he slightly opened his lips to read out the words written on the girl's body: "Well written."

He is very clear that this sentence comes from the "Ten Wheels of Earth Store", and he prefers the wisdom behind this sentence.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Xianguang looked at the other girls, each of whom had words on them.

The words and sentences on each of them are different, standing together is a complete "Ksitigarbha Ten Wheel Sutra" and "Diamond Sutra".

"It's really tempting. If it had been 60 years earlier, I'm afraid I would have indulged myself here." Zhang Xianguang said with emotion.

In this place, the most coquettish Buddhist scriptures in the world are written with the plain white bodies of the girls as monuments.

Enough to lure great virtuous monks to fall.

It's a pity that Zhang Xianguang has already become a different kind, deeply influenced by Li Gui, and lost most of his desires as a human being.

This is flirting with the blind.

Standing on a high place, Wu Ming was holding a cigar in his mouth, puffing out blue smoke, smiling at the corners of his mouth, and clapped his hands vigorously at this moment.

Classical dance music played, and the flirtatious girls stretched their bodies and began to dance. The red skirts fluttered like umbrellas opened in the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River, and dozens of pairs of round, white and tender long legs stretched out seductive arcs under the skirts.

Without squinting, Zhang Xian walked through the enchanting dance troupe step by step, Ru Lin's jade legs rose and fell around him, and the fragrance of virgins was refreshing.

But it's just a pink skull.

On the second floor is a group of women playing music. They are wearing relatively open ancient Tang suits with wide open necklines, revealing dazzling fair skin and deep career lines.

Compared with the dancers on the first floor, each has its own merits.

This is why Tang An has so much confidence in the "Sinking Fish and Wild Goose Club". At a glance, they are all beauties. Hundreds of girls are all gorgeous, singing and dancing to welcome a distinguished guest.

It's hard for a man not to be tempted by this.

Zhang Xianguang left Tang An behind and walked up the escalator step by step to the third floor. Wu Ming in a suit and leather shoes was standing beside the vermilion wooden railing quietly waiting for him.

"It's hard to imagine, Mr. Zhang, decades have passed, and you haven't changed at all. You are still exactly the same as when you were teaching in Shuangqiao Town."

Wu Ming said with emotion: "It's really a blessing of time, I never thought we would meet again in our lifetime."

"This is not a blessing, but a terrible curse. But I didn't expect that you, a snot-nosed child, can still remember me. If I remember correctly, you are in your sixties, and you are well maintained."

Zhang Xianguang said with a smile: "I'm afraid there are still many young women who will fall in love with a handsome middle-aged uncle like you..."

"Except for entertaining distinguished guests, I don't talk much to young girls anymore..."

Wu Ming sighed: "After all, I'm married. Although I started a family relatively late, my children are all grown up, so I can't have a bad influence on them."

"As a parent, you really should consider future generations."

Zhang Xianguang nodded and smiled, "I came to you this time for the continuation of this generation."

"Come in and talk..."

Wu Ming made a gesture of invitation, and the rest of the conversation will revolve around the two of them.

The door at the end of the corridor opened slowly, and the girls inside were shining brightly.

This is an elegant private room.

The front and back of the private room are white paper-pasted wooden grids, and on both sides are freehand landscape paintings in black and white, all of which are handwritten by famous masters.In the middle is a long table, on which there is only a bronze basin with rough and protruding patterns, exuding the beauty of primitive tribes.

The mottled bronze basin is filled with clear water, and pink petals float on the water.

The overall style does meet Zhang Xianguang's quiet requirements, but in the case of girls as decorations.

No private room can be more magnificent than this place.

Zhang Xianguang walked to the end of the long table and sat down, the girl closest to him handed him a cup of tea.

He swallowed a mouthful and commented: "Luxurious and extravagant...Xiao Ming, you have lost the simplicity of the past."

"Times have changed..."

Wu Ming sat across from him with a light smile and said, "Society is developing, our country is progressing, and people's material and spiritual needs will only increase."

"You are right, but all of this is based on the stability of the country and the well-being of the people. But the real situation in this era, I believe you have seen it from your second son. The terror is resurgent, and ghosts are killing people everywhere."

"Spiritual events are getting more and more horrific, and they will become more and more horrific. More and more people will die in the future. Even Dajing City is in danger of falling, where [ghost paintings] are rampant now, and Foreign ghost hunters are making trouble."

"So if we want to continue to enjoy the current life, we need to make a corresponding decision. Now I come to you for this decision, Xiao Ming, I need the [red wedding dress] on your wife, it is my salvation A key link in the plan of this era."

Zhang Xianguang said lightly, and slowly revealed his "Taoyuan Project" in this private room.

During this process, Wu Ming's expression remained unchanged. After listening quietly, he nodded and said:

"I see. No wonder you, Mr. Zhang, have been lingering downstairs in my house for the past few days. With all due respect, Mr. Zhang, your plan may not be successful, and let countless people live in a supernatural picture for the rest of their lives. How absurd it is."

"At least I saved my life, didn't I? As long as I control the ghost painting, all people living in the ghost painting can live and work in peace and contentment. And, Xiao Ming, I'm not here to discuss with you, but to inform you that I want to take Take the [red wedding dress] on your wife. No one can stop me from doing this..."

Zhang Xianguang's words are full of firmness, and there is a will that cannot be defied.

Speaking of this, it seemed that the machete on his back had been unsheathed, and an invisible saber energy was cutting out in all directions. The professionally trained girls on both sides of the long table avoided it vigilantly.

Wu Ming raised his eyebrows, and his gaze was sharp as a sword: "Mr. Zhang, I still treat you as an old friend so far. But it's not because I'm afraid of your supernatural power. Are you really going to take the table off?"

"Take off the countertop..."

The corners of Zhang Xianguang's mouth turned up, and a sneer appeared: "Xiao Ming, you made a mistake. You have never had any stage in front of me. I will be patient and watch you attract a group of beautiful young women to dangle in front of you." Go, just to give you more time to think."

"I know your confidence, lift up your suit, and reveal the picture of the ghost. You're too old, and even after driving the ghost, you can't change the nature of the underworld gangster. It's really useless."

"Having controlled a few ghosts and created this table of supernatural women, I feel that I have set foot in the 'reality' of this world, and I can guard against me, or even refute me? How naive! Xiao Ming, you are not good enough It's far away... The Taoyuan plan is imperative, no matter who stands in front of me, it's useless."

"I haven't been a teacher for decades. It seems that I need to stand on the podium again today. I will give you a good class. The name of the class is what is the top ghost fighter!"

brush!
While speaking, Zhang Xianguang suddenly became violent, and pulled out the machete behind his back as if a ghost was resurrected.

From the moment Wu Ming rejected him, the relationship between them was no longer old friends.

But the doomed enemy.

Zhang Xianguang has always been merciless when it comes to his enemies.

From the moment he held this supernatural weapon in his hand, the world in his sight became a jigsaw puzzle full of cracks.

He aimed at Wu Ming, waved the knife in his hand, and chopped along the crack in his vision.

Cut Wu Ming in half with one knife!

Bang!
Wu Ming's upper body separated from his lower body and fell on the floor, making a girl beside the long table laugh out loud.

"Hahahaha... I laughed so hard, my dad was cut in two with a single knife... Hahahaha..."

At this time, it was Wu Luo who dared to laugh unscrupulously. The eldest lady who changed her appearance stood up and greeted: "Dad, is it embarrassing? I said that the spirit of the ghost master is not normal, and you still have to entertain him... ..."

"Xiao Luo, shut up, you are not allowed to talk to Dad like this."

The girls on both sides of the long table opened their mouths at the same time and let out the same gentle scolding sounds.

That was Yi Yue's voice!
Except for Wu Luo, the girls at this table are not living people, but supernatural objects made by Yi Yue.

At this time, the door was pushed open from outside the room.

The young mother in red was painted on her face with "Liang Rong" and walked in step by step. Black silk threads emerged from her ten slender fingers and sewed Wu Ming's torn body together again.

"Teacher Zhang...it's a pity..."

Standing up again, Wu Ming took off his suit, revealing his muscular back, with various pigmentation on it, depicting all kinds of ghosts, as if gathering the evil ghosts of the heavens:

"I thought this matter could be resolved amicably."

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"Dad, mom, and that fellow Wu Luo...don't beat Zhang Xianguang to death..."

Wu Nai frowned in distress: "Otherwise, I would feel sorry for Mr. Zhang Dong Zhang."

(End of this chapter)