After Rebirth, I returned to Miaojiang to inherit my family business

Why is there a knee bell on Bijia Mountain in Chaozhou? Isn't this something hidden in secret?

"Where did it come from?"

"Aww!"

The old weasel howled, nodded and shook its head, and bit its tail anxiously when it saw that Wu Rong couldn't understand. Fortunately, as the great witch of Miao Village, Bai Gu is best at communicating with the spirits of all things. With him to communicate, he quickly understood what the old weasel meant.

"It said it was stolen from a chicken coop of a resident down the hill a few years ago."

Bai Gu and Wu Rong said: "However, the residents living in Bijia Mountain have all moved away long ago. If we meet again, I will recognize it."

"Can't they follow down the mountain?"

All hidden secrets are likely to involve You Potan Tiankeng. Not long after Wu Rong came out of Tiankeng No. 444, his first reaction was whether there might be something that was once sealed by Lama Xima Gyatso in Chaozhou, or Is there also a crack leading to Youpotan Tiankeng?

But after Baigu communicated with the weasels, from the old weasel down, they shook their little heads in unison. The old weasel communicated with Bai Gu again. After all, it was still a beast, and its meaning was mixed up. Bai Gu frowned when he heard it. After sorting it out, he said to Wu Rong:

"Can't go down, there are terrible monsters at the bottom of the mountain, they will eat them. They used to go down the mountain often, but after the yellow disaster five years ago, they can no longer leave the Wong Tai Sin Temple. And the cubs born since then are all dead cubs . until last month, when it was born."

Bai Gu signaled that he was still lying on the pile of jewelry and did not dare to move. The mountain wind blew past the shivering baby weasel.

"The old weasel thought it was extraordinary, and wanted to send it down the mountain as soon as possible, so as to at least preserve the blood of the clan."

"Aww!"

As if he understood that Bai Gu was talking to Wu Rong about something important about the cubs, the old weasel led the pack of weasels and kowtowed to Wu Rong incessantly, and his little head hit the ground. This doesn't look like a pure sending to enjoy the blessings, but more like sending them to seek refuge.

Beacon Mountain can't tell if there is any problem.

Wu Rong took out her mobile phone and called Hui Xin. They all exchanged phone numbers on the way back to Yangjiaping from Tiankeng No. 444. Although it was five o'clock in the morning, Huixin got through the phone as soon as he dialed it.

"Witch benefactor?"

Wu Rong briefly told Hui Xin about Bijia Mountain and Knee Bone Bell, and Hui Xin's childish voice on the phone suddenly became serious: "I will tell Master about this matter immediately, but I am in Jieyang, and I cannot leave for the time being." open."

Huixin was also in Jieyang, and he told Wu Rong on the phone that this time Zhou Xinhong had privately invited many famous celestial masters and monks, including Master Lingyun of Longhu Mountain. Of course, Master Kuchan also received it. invite. But he was very busy, and couldn't leave the Yunnan-Guizhou Safety Zone for the time being. Zhou Xinhong also had some friendship with Master Kuchan, so it was hard to refuse.

So Huixin was sent here.

"Amitabha, in fact, this matter is the sin of the benefactor Zhou himself. Even if you invite the Nine Heavens God and Buddha, it will be..."

It was the first time Wu Rong saw Hui Xin's straightforward attitude, and he was very dissatisfied with certain things done by the great jade merchant Zhou Xinhong who held the stone betting conference. However, Huixin's character will not judge others too much behind their backs. In the end, he was just young and old-fashioned. He sighed, and he was happy when he heard that Wu Rong would go to Jieyang soon, and he seriously told:

"Jieyang was closed the day before yesterday, and ordinary people in the outer safety zone are no longer allowed to enter. The train will stop at the ghost domain outside Jieyang, and anyone who wants to enter Jieyang must first pass through the ghost domain."

This can be regarded as a screening for ability users. The ghost domain near the safe zone is not dangerous, but it is not something those rascals dare to go to. Only those who have the ability to pass can enter Jieyang.

—

In the center of Chaozhou, the most private presidential suite on the top floor of the luxury hotel is in a mess, and the decorations everywhere have been smashed and smashed, just like a strong wind passing through. With a loud bang, the ashtray flew out, and the wind was so sharp that it smashed through the widescreen TV. Crackling electric sparks exploded, and debris fell to the ground. The chest of the tall and thin figure standing barefoot on the cashmere carpet in the center of the living room heaved, and his whole body trembled with anger.

Suddenly, he returned aggressively to the same messy bedroom, clutching the medicine bottle beside the bed with trembling hands, about to throw it out of the window. But before he could make a move, he was caught by a gray and cold ghost hand.

"Master, the master told you to take your medicine on time."

The other party's voice was gloomy, and his tone was gloomy and cold, and he could not refuse. He was very strong, and the thin and tall young man broke free several times, but he couldn't get away. He closed his eyes heavily, suppressed his anger, and said in a cold voice, "Uncle Liang, let go."

"I will take my medicine on time."

The ghost hand loosened, but the eerie aura was still behind him. The tall and thin young man froze for a while, and finally opened the medicine bottle neatly and took two pills. After waiting for a few more seconds to confirm that the medicine was completely swallowed, the cold air finally dissipated.

"boom!"

His fist hit the wall hard, and the young man suddenly turned around. There was nothing behind him, except for a photo frame beside the bed. He was so angry that his cheeks were stained red, angry and hated, he lifted the photo frame and was about to throw it against the wall. But halfway through the action, he froze. He stood there for a long time, like a stone statue. After a long time, he finally sat down on the bed very slowly like an old man, looking down at the photo in the frame.

In the photo, a beautiful and pure woman, as elegant as a white swan, holds a cute and well-behaved boy in a small dress in her arms. Next to him was a muscular man in a suit with his arms around the woman's shoulders, but his face was painted black. Behind this family of three is a loyal old butler with a gentle smile, and behind it is a well-kept garden. Ding Ding looked at this photo, the young man's shoulders drooped, as if he had lost all his strength.

Beep, beep, beep—

A series of vibrating ringtones came from the mobile phone that was thrown under the bed at some point. The young man slowly put the photo back on the bed, straightened the two crooked statues of the little golden boys, and then picked up the mobile phone.

Ignoring Red Ninety-Nine's unread messages, he directly dialed a number: "Anny, I'm going back to Jieyang tomorrow."

"All activities in Chaozhou are cancelled, and I will not go to the reception either."

"capricious?"

The young man chuckled, his voice was extremely pleasant, with a very special pure ethereal meaning, as if there was some kind of captivating power, which made it unforgettable once it was heard.

"You have taken me with you for so many years, you already knew how willful I am."

After all, the young man simply hung up the phone, turned off the phone and threw it aside. He didn't think the bed was messy, and he nestled lazily under the quilt. His handsome and flawless face was a bit decadent, and his skin was so white and transparent, like a flower that was in full bloom and was about to wither. He took out a notebook and a pen from under the pillow, and with a few strokes, he outlined a person's appearance on the blank paper.

"Wu Rong."

He talked to himself, touched the man's eyebrows with his fingertips, and there was a ripping sound, the paper was torn and crumbled, and a nervous smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"I'll find you myself."

—

From the current situation of Jieyang's closure of the city, we can see how powerful Zhou Xinhong is, almost occupying the land as king. He raised a group of guards with top-grade jadeite, and made good friends with the people above him, so that the Jieyang Public Security Department couldn't even raise his head, and he seemed to be the hidden overlord of Jieyang. This is also what will happen after the spiritual recovery, the central alliance regime's control over the safety zones below is either strong or weak.

These news were inquired by Huang Mao and told Wu Rong on the train from Chaozhou to Jieyang.

"Hey little ancestor, don't play with mosquitoes, just a few of them don't kill them all."

With a bitter face, Huang Mao carefully pulled the weasel cub that was almost integrated with the yellow hair from his head, and hugged him in his arms.

"Chirp!"

The little weasel yawned, and unsuspectingly arched against the yellow-haired chest, chirping and arching. Huangmao skillfully picked up the water bottle at hand, poured out the thick white liquid in it, and let the little weasel hug it and lick it.

"Not much left."

Huangmao estimated the little weasel's food intake, and worriedly stroked its well-fed, swollen belly with his index finger, and pushed out a milk burp.

"Cousin, do you still have milk?"

"It's not milk, it's stone milk."

Bai Gu sighed in his heart, ignoring Huang Mao's extremely misleading words, he was also helpless: "No more."

Stone milk is a very rare thing. When the stones at the springs in the mountains are broken apart, there may be very small pores inside, and there will be milky white bacteria film in the pores. When the bacteria film is cut, the white liquid that flows out is stone milk. This kind of thing is a great tonic for mountain spirits and wild monsters. In the mountains, people often hear the clear and clear knocking sound from the spring under the moonlit night. It is the greedy Huxian and Huangxian who are looking for stone milk.

Although this thing is rare, Bai Gu is a reborn person after all, and it is not difficult to find something with the memory of his previous life. He originally brought it here to curry favor with Wu Rong, and to give him that black vicious dog to make up for him. But yesterday I saw Wu Rong take out the meat and white bones made of wood essence from his pocket, and directly fed Huangmao a drop without hesitation, Bai Gu felt ashamed to take out the stone milk that was far less effective than the meat and bones to offer treasures.

Just in time to feed the cubs.

Wu Rong was the hands-off shopkeeper, and he wasn't even interested in raising Persian cat cubs. Although he brought out the baby weasel, he threw it directly to Bai Gu and Huang Mao. This little thing is a ghost, and behaves like a dog in front of Wu Rong. He sees that Huang Mao is easy to bully, and acts like a spoiled child at him. distracted.

"It should be enough, there are still two hours to come, at most one more feeding."

Huang Maoxu chattered, and after drinking the milk, the little cub, Nai Mao, who was sleeping soundly in his arms, threw his fingers in the air with a bit of distress.

buzz buzz —

Three large black and white mosquitoes landed on his fingertips.

Huang Mao has been playing with mosquitoes since Bijiashan, and now he is addicted to playing with mosquitoes. After getting on the car, he even sends them to collect information in various compartments. Mosquitoes can be seen everywhere, and they are long and small so that they are not noticeable. Although the yellow-haired mosquitoes are not proficient in mosquito control, every mosquito takes off crookedly like a zombie. In the process, it is shot to death, sprayed with toilet water, and played to death by a kid There were too many to count, and in the end there were only these three survivors, but he really heard a lot of gossip about Zhou Xinhong.

"I heard that Tianhou died early, which has a lot to do with Zhou Xinhong. Zhou Jin knew this, so the father-son relationship between the two of them is very bad."

Tianhou's full name is Baimei, and she used to be recognized as the top five queens in the music scene of the Asian League. Her celestial voice can even appease ghosts. When she was young, she used to sing to disperse the ghosts that attacked the city, and was called "Little Angel" by the music circle.

It's just that after daytime, she married Zhou Xinhong, an unknown jade merchant at a young age. Shortly after giving birth to Zhou Jin, her physical condition took a turn for the worse, and she barely survived for three years before she passed away. Zhou Xinhong vowed never to remarry to commemorate his deceased wife, but the jade business grew bigger and bigger. Now he is only in his forties, and he has already secured the position of the third largest jade merchant in the Asian League.

Zhou Xinhong's fortune happened to happen after Tianhou passed away, so there are many gossips saying that Zhou Xinhong's death might be due to some cunning means by Zhou Xinhong.

"This Saintess of the Rose, Angel, is really amazing."

As he spoke, Huang Mao couldn't help sighing. After getting in the car, Wu Rong somehow asked them to check the information of Lama Xima Gyatso. They were also the nine heroes who died, and happened to have something to do with Zhou's father and son. They were born in St. Peter's Basilica in Vatican. One of the only two women, the Rose Maiden, Vivienne Angel, was naturally looked at twice by the yellow hair.

"I heard that her singing voice can super comfort the ghost king. What a beautiful voice this is."

Huang Mao waved the advertising paper fan in his hand. Zhou Tianwang was promoting his new album in Chaozhou. There were many free tabloid advertisements in places with a lot of traffic like train stations. The above was Zhou Jin's new album "Snow Lotus". Promotional picture, full of enthusiasm: "I downloaded a few songs by Zhou Tianwang, let's listen to them later!"

Wu Rong was sitting by the window in the train corridor, the black ghost dog shrunk down and became about the size of an ordinary black back, lying docilely on Wu Rong's lap to let the wind out. There were two spiders, one big and one small, lying by the window. Before, the human-faced scorpion was released to hunt, but the baby spirit enshrined in other people's homes was captured. Although it wasn't a big deal, Wu Rong still grounded it, and the little spider stared at it so helplessly.

Wu Rong was replying to the information about witchcraft. He got the purified rootless water, which is very useful. And the witch scholar is very talkative, he can't stop talking when he starts talking, he is also in Jieyang, and all the secrets are poured out with him.

[Witch Scholar: Hey, what do you think, this canary is dying, do you want to plan ahead. 】

[Witch Scholar: What does that mean? 】

Who, who?

Wu Rong always remembered that the Witchcraft Association was a black and evil organization. Although he got in, he was at a loss for some slang words of witchcraft scholars and couldn't understand them. But he didn't expect that the witch scholar didn't treat him as an outsider at all, and a bunch of news popped up without even looking at the news.

Wu Rong didn't intend to have too much entanglement with the villains here, and she was always ready to quit the club and leave after buying the purified rootless water for nothing. Unexpectedly, the witch scholars talked about Fu Qing.

[Witch Scholar: Damn you, do you know who I saw at Zhou's house yesterday? Chunyangzi Fu Qing! Scared the **** out of me, shouldn't he be staying in Yangjiaping now? Why did he come to Jieyang? I really don't understand. 】

[Witch Scholar: Let me tell you, someone probably sneaked into Chun Yangzi's side to influence him, that woman in the sinkhole No. 444. I’m too busy with the coffin-carrying old man during this period, so you have time to pay more attention, don’t be someone with ulterior motives who wants to attack us]

Um? Have ulterior motives? Who is going to influence Fu Qing? The woman in sinkhole 444?

Wu Rong's mind turned around. The last time she entered the Tiankeng, there were only two women, Su Jingjing and Wang Lengliu, and they both died. Could there be any acquaintances of Fu Qing here? But it doesn't look like Fu Qing, let alone affect Fu Qing. It's not that Wu Rong is boasting, the one who can influence Fu Qing the most is him, Wu, so where is there another woman?

The witchcraft scholars are used to him being silent, so they continued to babble after complaining: "The old man in the coffin is like a black dog who has been beaten to death. I don't dare to let him see Chunyangzi. I don't even look at it." Now is the time to do something. When you come back, remember to persuade him, silly bastard..."

Do it?

Wu Rong frowned instantly, and re-read the passage sent by the witch scholar. Is it what he understood, this person, no, not only him, but also that old man named Coffin, planning to attack Fu Qing?

Although fighting has many meanings, Wu Rong directly thinks about the worst. Nerves tense at first, then slowly relax.

He believed that Fu Qing's strength should not be underestimated. And it just so happened that these people who planned behind them were caught by him. Being able to enter Zhou's house at this time and meet Fu Qing, the status of this witch scholar is probably not low.

In an instant, a bunch of conspiracies and tricks flashed through Wu Rong's mind. Longhushan specially sent this invitation letter to Fu Qing, and there were people around Zhou Xinhong who planned to do something to Fu Qing. It would be too much to say that it was all a coincidence. Too coincidental! And it seems that there is an organization behind this witchcraft. An evil gang that worships the ghost king wants to attack Fu Qing, which has absolutely no good intentions.

No, he couldn't quit the Witchcraft Society yet. Now that Fu Qing is aware that the enemy is in the dark, he wants to find out who is behind the witch scholar and the old man in the coffin, and what role is the ghost king who instigates them.

Fu Qing was actually targeted by the ghost king.

"Wang woo—"

The black ghost dog felt Wu Rong's mood swings, raised his head and rubbed against Wu Rong's arm, his taupe eyes were docile and loyal, which made Wu Rong's tense heartstrings relax a little bit.

Don't rush, this matter must not be rushed, and you can't startle the snake.

"Passengers, the terminal station of the train: Jieyang Station has arrived. Please note that due to the current special situation in Jieyang, ordinary passengers are not allowed to enter, and will be sent back by the original train. Customers with abilities, please do what you can, and always remember that life is the most precious , Thousands of rivers and mountains are always love, and I am the best at cherishing life."

"Jieyang has arrived!"

Huang Mao excitedly carried the baby weasel in his arms, and quickly packed his luggage. Mosquitoes fluttered and buzzed away, Huang Mao squinted his eyes before getting out of the car, as if he had seen the scene outside ahead of time, excitedly whispered to Wu Rong: "Brother Rong, there are many stone sellers on the roadside outside!"

The Jieyang safe zone is very strange, part of the area is in the ghost domain, and it is exclusively for the guards trained by the Zhou family to live. In the past, the trains would go straight through here and stop at the old train station. But because of this special policy, the car stopped early on the edge of Huangquan.

Theoretically speaking, this is also Jieyang.

Let the ghost dog return to the shadow, take the spiders, and the three of them get out of the car with the flow of people. The entrance is bustling with people. Known as the Jade City, Jieyang is home to many excellent and high-quality jadeites, and buyers come here every day to see and buy jade. People from all districts of the alliance will flock to the city every year during the Jieyang public offering.

The Stone Gambling Conference held by Zhou Xinhong this time was not long after the Jieyang Public Offering. Many people who had just participated in the Jieyang Public Offering simply stayed away, and there were more newcomers who were attracted by various gimmicks. When there are too many people, accidents are easy to happen, no wonder Zhou Xinhong temporarily closed the city.

This was Wu Rong's first time entering the ghost domain, and there was no such thing as the summer heat whizzing past, and the slightly weaker person shuddered from the cold. But no matter how cold the wind is, it can't stop the enthusiasm of tourists. Ghost Field is supposed to be dark, with only spooky will-o'-the-wisps, but the lights on both sides of the road illuminate the darkness, it doesn't look like Ghost Field at all, but rather like a night market.

"Look, take a look, it's all stones from the old pit, don't handsome men and women warm their hands first!"

"The high-quality Jade brand is sold at a low price! It's a good place to live in and a good place to buy, and it's a perfect way to protect the fetus and raise ghosts!"

Shouts along the road kept coming and going, and under the light, the jadeite and jade stones in each booth were all beautiful and beautiful. Huang Mao is like Grandma Liu entering the Grand View Garden, without blinking her eyes. Suddenly slipped into the crowd, and came back with a stone in his hands after a while, foolishly joined Bai Gu to laugh, and lowered his voice mysteriously: "Cousin, what do you think of this stone, I bought it for 200 yuan. Mosquitoes I like this one the most, it's so round, do you think there is any emerald green in it?"

"...the pebble is really round."

Bai Gu said euphemistically, seeing that Huang Mao was so angry that he wanted to argue, he grabbed him and comforted him, "Just pay the tuition fee."

"But why do mosquitoes like it so much?"

Before Huang Maobai came to Jieyang, he made up several stone gambling novels, and his mind was full of leak detection and getting rich overnight. After listening to Bai Gu explaining to him, the excitement finally subsided, but he still couldn't understand it.

"Businessmen seek profit, and they say that no matter the ghost breeder or the celestial master, there are many ways to sense whether there is energy or emerald under the stone skin. If this is the case, then the word "gambling" for betting on stones is meaningless? Don't Underestimating the clever minds of businessmen, some experts take advantage of the self-confidence of these capable people to sell fake stones and stones without emerald green.”

Bai Gu picked up the stone from Huang Mao's hand, scraped the surface with his nails, scraped off a little yellow powder, and sniffed lightly with his nose: "An insect attractant is added to the sugar water, so mosquitoes like it."

"So it is!"

Huang Mao suddenly realized, he was embarrassed and smirked. Bai Gu shook his head and returned the stone to him, just as he was about to say something, his gaze suddenly froze.

"Be careful."

"Aww!"

Seeing dozing off on Huang Mao's shoulder, the inconspicuous weasel cub suddenly rushed to Huang Mao's waist like a yellow whirlwind, opened his mouth full of small white teeth and bit it hard, biting out a phantom out of thin air Come!

The target of this gray and white phantom was the wallet in the pocket of the yellow-haired trousers, but it was caught by the little weasel. It ate up all three bites, and then returned to Huang Mao's arms to act coquettishly and ask for credit.

"Chirp!"

"Hey baby, I really didn't hurt you for nothing."

Huang Mao was still in shock, hugging the cub and rubbing his head vigorously, this posture made his milk hair bald.

"After all, this place is still in Huangquan, strength is the rule, everything must be careful."

Wu Rong, who was walking in front, returned to Huang Mao's side. The terrifying aura emanating from his shadow made those salivating eyes that were looking at the little weasel restrained. As he said, not many passers-by paid attention to what happened to Huang Mao, and the few thoughtful people saw that there were three of them, and then felt Wu Rong's menacing and powerful aura, and they were all safe.

The biggest difference between a ghost domain and a safe zone is that there are no rules at all. The three of them saw many vicious incidents along the way. Some tourists who bought fake stones went to the boss aggressively to settle accounts. They punched the boss beyond recognition, but they turned into pus somehow and died screaming. There were also bosses who were out of plan and were really beaten to death.

As long as it is not too chaotic, the guards on duty on both sides will not care at all, they will just get impatient and let the murderers clean up the road, and that's the end.

This shocked Huang Mao Sanguan, who had stayed in the safe zone since he was a child, and became more and more silent along the way, but his temperament calmed down, and he looked much more mature.

At this moment, there was a sudden commotion and chaos in the crowd in front, and there were loud shouts from behind the crowd.

"Don't run, little bastard, stop! Damn stop!"

A thin and nimble figure quickly passed through the crowd, panicked, like a black lightning bolt, and it was about to disappear in a blink of an eye. But the big men chasing and shouting behind were not in a hurry, and there was even a bit of disdainful smile on their faces full of flesh. When the figure fled far enough, he slowly fled something out of his pocket and pressed it.

crackle!

The sound of electric current breaking through the air was heard, and the fleeing figure couldn't even scream, and fell to the ground twitching and rolling, curled up like a shrimp, which was extremely miserable.

From Wu Rong's perspective, he could just see his face twisted and convulsed by the electric shock, and he was actually someone he had seen before.

Su Xiaomi.