Taishang asks longevity

Chapter 779 Contact
On the evening of the second day, Wang Tianlong really called the general and waited outside the general's residence.

After a while, only three generals and ministers were seen walking out of the residence.

Wang Tianlong drove a car and came alone. When he saw the three generals and ministers, he was slightly startled, and looked at Houqing and Gu Yuanhan suspiciously.

The general smiled and said: "Don't worry, they are all my people, you can trust them, just take the three of us there."

Wang Tianlong frowned slightly, lowered his voice, and said: "But when I want to contact them, I usually go there alone, and I dare not bring too many people, lest they be alert, I will take the three of you all at once. In the past, will it be..."

Having said that, he hesitated for a moment.

The general said: "You just do it, don't worry."

"Yes."

Wang Tianlong nodded, let the three generals get into the car, and he himself became the driver, driving the car.

"Hey... that boy from yesterday, how is he doing now?"

Along the way, the generals had nothing to do and asked questions.

Wang Tianlong's heart trembled, and he said hastily: "It's a good thing...it was sent to the hospital in time, and his life was saved...my nephew is not sensible and angered my husband, please forgive me."

After a day, Wang Tianlong's mood has calmed down a lot, and when he faced the general, he was not so frightened, and he seemed to be a different person, humbled.

Not long after, the car deviated from the city center and seemed to be heading towards the suburbs.

The night gradually darkened, and there were fewer and fewer people on the road.

It didn't take long, and I didn't know where I came to. On both sides of the street, there were short flat buildings, which looked old. The lights here were dark, and there was no one on the road.

Presumably it should be the most fringe area of ​​the city, and there are many fewer people.

Wang Tianlong drove the car and stopped on the side of the road.

After several people got out of the car, Wang Tianlong took out a small black bag from under the car seat and walked towards an alley.

Gu Yuanhan and Hou Qing looked at each other suspiciously, feeling a little strange.

However, the general didn't worry at all, and followed closely behind Wang Tianlong.

Walking straight, the alleys turned seven turns and eight turns, but they came to the end.

It's a little damp here, much darker, and there seems to be some garbage that has been abandoned for a long time in the alley, emitting a rancid smell that permeates the air.

If it was said that the vampire would hide in such a thing, I'm afraid even the general would not believe it even if he killed him.

Although those vampires like to hide their whereabouts, they usually call themselves nobles, so how could they hide in such a dark and damp alley.

However, I remember that Wang Tianlong said before that he couldn't find these vampires at all, and they could only find him after sending out a signal.

Come to think of it, here should be the place where the signal was agreed upon.

Wang Tianlong took out a few white candles from the black bag, placed a star pattern on the ground, put a bowl in the middle, took out the prepared blood, and poured it into the bowl.

The white candles were lit one by one by Wang Tianlong.

The yellowish candlelight seemed to completely illuminate the entire dark and damp alley.

Suddenly, there seemed to be a strange aura emanating from the magical pattern.

Looking at this scene, Gu Yuanhan and Hou Qing frowned slightly.

"Hey, what is this?"

After looking at it for a long time, Hou Qing didn't seem to understand much, so he asked Gu Yuanhan who was beside him.

These two people are very serious in their daily lives, unlike the generals who are talkative. Although they walked together, they didn't talk much along the way.

What's more, Gu Yuanhan is a member of the Taoist sect, and Hou Qing is the zombie king. The two have different identities. If it wasn't for business, it is impossible for them to get together. Because of their face, they rarely communicate.

However, what Wang Tianlong has done now is completely incomprehensible to both of them.

Gu Yuanhan was also confused, almost slapped his head, took a deep breath, and said with a solemn expression: "It must be some kind of ceremony!"

"Isn't your Taoist sect always the most particular about opening altars? Have you never done this before?"

Hou Qing asked again.

Gu Yuanhan shook his head again and again, and said: "You can tell by looking at this set of things. It was invented by Westerners, and it is not the way of sending messages in our Taoist sect at all."

After hearing this, Hou Qing nodded thoughtfully.

It seems that he has seen this stuff on TV, but...he is a generation of zombie kings, and he doesn't quite understand it, so it is naturally difficult to express any opinions.

The atmosphere was a little quiet.

Wang Tianlong was there, circling the burning candle round and round, still muttering the language of foreign devils in his mouth, he couldn't understand what he was saying at all.

If it was seen by outsiders, I'm afraid they wouldn't believe it. A majestic big brother who knows both black and white is now like a guy who is a great dancer.

"Hey... If you want to communicate in your Daoist sect, what method will you use?"

Hou Qing seemed to be unable to hold back, and asked a serious question, but kept staring straight ahead.

Gu Yuanhan coughed twice and said, "Just make a phone call."

"..."

For a moment, the air seemed to freeze.

After a long delay, Hou Qing said again: "Shouldn't Li Changsheng bring a phone? If you want to contact him, what method do you use?"

Gu Yuanhan was stunned, and said: "Master Li is a Taoist master, it's not too difficult to find him, just open the altar, invite the heavenly soldiers and generals from the sky, send down a ray of spirit, and look for him."

"Oh……"

Hou Qing nodded slightly.

"Hey...you two, what are you talking about?"

The general who stood in front of the two seemed impatient to wait, turned around and asked a question.

"It's nothing..." Hou Qing said lightly.

Gu Yuanhan was expressionless, as if he couldn't hear what the general said, and he didn't seem to want to talk to him at all.

The general asked himself to be bored, so he stopped asking and turned his head away.

After a while, Wang Tianlong, who was tossing and tossing, seemed to have finally finished the ceremony, sweating profusely.

After wiping the sweat off his forehead with his hand, he turned around, walked up to the general, and said, "Okay... we just need to wait at the designated place. If they receive the signal, they will Come find us at the appointed place."

"What if I can't receive it?"

The general was startled, and asked.

Wang Tianlong took a deep breath and said, "If they don't come to find us at the designated place tonight, then tomorrow night, they can only repeat the same trick and do it again."

The general rolled his eyes, and he was ready to die.

Two zombie kings, and a head teacher of a Taoist sect, accompanied by an ordinary person, played house in the cold wind in the middle of the night. If word spread, it would make people laugh out loud.

(End of this chapter)