The old Hou was waiting outside Lu Xiaoqi's bedroom and the living room for about two hours, but could not hear any movement inside. Finally, he couldn't help but touch the door when the door opened. He quickly let him go and looked up and saw Lu Xiaoqi standing in front of him as if nothing had happened.

The smile was not as good as usual, but Lao Hou was making a little slap in his heart. When he entered the door, he saw a little girl who was lying on the bed, two men lying side by side on the carpet.

Lao Hou had never seen a temple like a living person. He had widened his eyes and was about to ask a question, but he felt that he would not know it. He choked back the question that was about to say it, so he kept staring at the ancient costume A Yuan. Lu Xiaoqi noticed it and didn't answer. He went to the living room and picked up the teapot and drank it all. He had a good time to drink it. He put down the teapot and thought for a while, and then began to take credit:

"Old Hou, I'll help you with Boss Fan's affairs. He's saved that situation!"

The old Hou's face slackened and looked happy. Before he could express his praise, he heard the young man say something casually and calmly:

"But whether Boss Fan's life can be saved depends on you! Oh, and Xiao Shitou's!"

"Ah?" Old Hou shouted in surprise, and ten thousand alpacas in his heart whizzed by: "No! What's the situation!" He couldn't wait to explain and rushed back to the room. He studied the two people carefully. Seeing that their expressions were as normal as usual, their pulses were as normal as normal, they were just asleep, so how could it endanger their lives?

It took him half an hour to coax and deceive him, and explained to him half-truely: Yu Ling is so powerful that they lost their souls. He just kept silent about his time and space travel and A Yuan's identity. Old Hou was really calm. At this point, he could still resist and ask the question to the end. Now it seems that this person is really steady and can be trusted, at least he believes in himself.

Lu Xiaoqi had a life-saving love for him, which was rewarded. Lao Hou immediately agreed to him and mobilized all the relationships to find the two people Lu Xiaoqi wanted: the soul-summoner and the salvation of the people.

Lu Xiaoqi had two abacus. If he had accidentally left the souls of Su and Fan in the local area, the soul had been floating for so long and didn't know where to float, and he needed to recall it. He had a good control over the things in the jade, but he would not be in charge of the wandering outside. He had to ask another wise man. If the tall man knew about it, he would laugh at him. If there had been a tragedy there, there would be many wandering ghosts lingering and had to be saved to be considered as an explanation to A Yuan. If Su and Fan were not there, but just dreaming like others, they would naturally wake up soon, so there would be no need to worry about it. Be prepared for any trouble.

It is easy to find a way to save people. In less than a while, Lao Hou turned a few turns on the phone and contacted Yunma Temple, the largest temple in the local area. There was a monk who specialized in salvation. He was unwilling to take private jobs alone. Lao Hou said on the left and saved a life better than building a seven-level pagoda. Then he said on the right. This family is rich and dedicated to Buddha. Now that he has a relationship, he will definitely add lamps and oil to the scroll of the temple to spread the golden body. After saying all the good things, the monk nodded: "It seems that my Buddhist sect has a fate with the donor..."

The soul-conjuring master is a bit difficult to deal with. All you can find out is the countryside to shout souls for frightened children, which is not reliable. It was not until the lights were on, and someone half-jokingly told a joke in the local area.

There is a real estate project next to the city. When laying the foundation, it was worshipped and burned incense to Ksitigarbha King, but the incense could not be lit; when setting off firecrackers, the boss was so nervous that he did not dare to start the work. He arranged for the foreman to inquire about the warlocks who could be used as a ghost-exorcist temple. After many days, he finally found it, but the guy set up a temple to summon souls...

At that time, the scene was flying sand and stones. The shovels were all raised and smashed on the boss's leather shoes. Before the temple was completed, the guy was blown away by someone to pull out wax and smashed the altar. He said it was strange, and the person involved was immediately calm. He was stubborn and said that he would not attract others first, so how could he destroy the group? The contractor quickly begged him to take his magical powers and send him away. He heard that the engineering team had recruited several groups of Taoist priests in recent days to exorcise ghosts, and then started construction.

The old man passed on this matter to Lu Xiaoqi. After a moment of pondering, he decided: "Let's look for him!" Lu Xiaoqi always felt that people with real abilities must be unique, such as himself. This person dared to do that with extraordinary courage and ability.

Lao Hou's actions inexplicably reassure Lu Xiaoqi. In short, he was a local snake who was more reliable than himself. Besides, the person he was going to save was closely related to him. As expected, in just half a day, all the three people lying down were entrusted to Lao Li's sanatorium with glucose nutrient solution and dedicated people to take care of him. The two people Lu Xiaoqi was looking for made an appointment in a hotel.

Lu Xiaoqi told Lao Hou privately that all the expenses required to hire someone this time are considered Fan Qun, and the matter will be caused by him, not to mention that the trouble has been solved, and he will make money every day in the future, so he will not take this expense seriously! Lao Hou smiled dryly and said that this time he would take care of all his expenses. As long as he could save the person, there was nothing to say about the brothers in the world, even for Lu Xiaoqi's sake, it would be worth it.

Lu Xiaoqi sighed that money is easy to get, but friendship is hard to repay, and Lao Hou has a trick.

The next day at noon, before Lao Hou invited the person into the private room, Lu Xiaoqi vaguely heard the sound of broken brokenness in the corridor. The footsteps were familiar. He thought of someone in his heart, thinking that it would not be so coincidental. When the door opened, he attacked in with a smell of sweat, and Lu Xiaoqi accepted his fate.

Such a tall man was lowering his head and staring at Lu Xiaoqi. Seeing Lu Xiaoqi holding a military coat on this hot day, he grinned and smiled without waiting to swallow it: "Hahaha! You are so bad!" Gua Zi Mo floated Lu Xiaoqi's face. Lu Xiaoqi wiped his teeth and greeted him: "Sunzi!"

The old man was not sure about it, and he only felt that the world was vast and the fate was mysterious. The way of communication between the masters and the masters was extraordinary.

This tall man was actually the one who carried Huang Fu away from the wilderness, especially the one who looked down on Master Shanyu.

At this time, the guy looked excited to squeeze into the crowd to watch the fun: "You just want to summon souls? Just look for me!"

Lu Xiaoqi walked away with his nose covering his nose: "How long has it been since you took a bath? The ghosts within a radius of 500 miles have been smothered by you! You can take a shower first and change your clothes before speaking!"

The tall man picked up his collar and sniffed it, sneezed, and said sincerely: "No!"

Lu Xiaoqi pushed him into the bathroom: "Go away!"

The old Hou was fascinated by the sight. Even the new monk who came in forgot to greet him. The monk raised his voice and sang: "Amitabha!"

Lu Xiaoqi quickly returned the greeting and looked at the monk who was nearly 70 years old, with his cloth shoes, robes, agarwood, and agarwood, and a look at his nose and heart. He was a face that saved all living beings. He hurriedly called him a master and asked him to go to the spacious living room to see tea. When the tall man came out in a bathrobe and gave a quick introduction, they told him a rough idea.

Lu Xiaoqi finally knew the tall man's name. His name was Bai Lin, a disciple of the Xuanmen, who was called the soul. Lu Xiaoqi sneered and rolled his eyes when he heard his concise introduction. He didn't ask much questions for the time being, and let him pretend to be profound.

After the incident was basically finished, the monk Conghui heard the problem: "So the temple is not in Luoyang, and you still have to go far away? I don't know where?" He glanced at Bai Lin, meaning what do you say.

Bai Lin was lying as Ge You, humming a little tune, and said lazily: "I'll go! Please tell me where!" If Lu Xiaoqi hadn't seen his ability, he really wanted to drive out this irreverent person who was beating out of his elders.

Speaking of specific places, Lu Xiaoqi said frankly that he was guessing, but it was almost certainly the same. A Yuan once told him that the mountain was shaped like a blue bird, called Yueshan. Lu Xiaoqi looked up online and found that one was in the northeast and the other was in Shandong. The Phoenix Mountain in Shandong looked down from a high altitude like a phoenix, only with more tails than the blue bird in A Yuan's mouth. It has been floating and rising for thousands of years, and it is not surprising that there are many tails. Especially this Phoenix Mountain was once called "Juyue", which was closer; he once guessed that A Yuan's ancestors were good at using mechanical techniques and had a surname of Ji, and it was very likely that he was a descendant of Master Lu Ban. This mountain was in Qilu, which happened to meet.

Hearing that he was going to Shandong and having a gamble, Master Jingkong hesitated and said, "I am old and can't get enough to get bumpy. Otherwise, I will recommend two middle-aged disciples to come!"

Bai Lin threw a mouthful of melon seeds, stretched his neck to catch it, and a creaking sound also made a loud sound: "It's right to find me! There is no place I dare not go!"

Master Jingkong smiled and shook his head: "The old monk is heartless but powerless!"

Lu Xiaoqi had already had an idea. He pointed to the few blankets pulled out of the hotel cabinet and said seriously: "We have flying blankets."

Everyone stared at each other, all stunned.

Lu Xiaoqi said again: "Master, I will prepare one more bed for you, one bed and one cover."

It was cloudy that day, and the sky was covered with fish scales and clouds in the afternoon. It was very interesting, lined up to the horizon, like a pearl cloud shoulder specially spread by a fairy.

Old Hou stood in a daze on the open air roof of the hotel, frightened and sweated. He had no idea when or why he got here. He only remembered that he should be in the private room. Lu Xiaoqi said he had a flying carpet.

"Did you really leave on the flying carpet?" This world was so magical. Old Hou was glad that he had never done a big mistake in his life. He nodded with self-affirmation, "Yeah!" and went back to take care of Fan Qun.

Let’s talk about Master Jingkong and Bai Lin. Just now, the two of them saw the blanket floating in the air with their own eyes. Lu Xiaoqi pushed them up with a smirk on their surprise and chanted: “Baby Fish! Go to the phoenix-like mountain in the east!”

Now the cold wind is howling in his ears. The two of them know that they have boarded the pirate ship. One of them has closed their eyes and kept reciting the Diamond Sutra. The other trembled and didn't care about fear, or he didn't know how to be frightened. He wrapped his bathrobe and scolded Lu Xiaoqi for not reminding him to take a thick dress: "There is only a pair of underwear inside! You are so frozen to death! I'm not finished with you! Cough cough cough..."

The wind was too strong, and Lu Xiaoqi lay on the blanket and couldn't hear it. Anyway, they would forget all this after it was done.
Chapter completed!