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Chapter 1300, the forgotten middle-aged Daozi

In the blink of an eye, midsummer has arrived.

The whole Linjiang is like a steamer, and it is so hot that it makes people lose their minds.

The old street of Baihu Town, Ghost Hunting Inn, this may be the only store that does not require air conditioning.

The business is still deserted, and Gao Ying and Sister Gu, who are playing supporting roles, have already come back and are negligently cleaning in the store.

Since Wang Gan led them to the road, the relationship between the two and Wang Gan has greatly increased. Qin Kun was also curious. Wang Gan actually doesn't like dealing with Xie Sang very much. Even if he is the number one ghost messenger under his command, Wang Gan never politely asked about Niu Meng's recent situation.

It just seems to look at someone like Gao Ying and Sister Gu.

Chu Qianxun said that the reason why Wang Gan was able to have a good relationship with Gao Ying and even brought them on the screen to relax should be attributed to a so-called sense of control.

A disciple of Fu Sect, who is slaughtered.

In front of them, Wang Gan had a way to deal with it so that they could give them relative freedom.

"It's like you like to make friends with weak evil forces." Chu Qianxun added.

Qin Kun's voice was eighth-degree: "I am a Fuyu Mountain Master, how could I like to make friends with evil forces! I also specialize in bullying the weak? Don't insult my reputation!"

"Didn't you incorporate a mandrill ghost king some time ago?"

"You also know it's a Ghost King? How powerful the Ghost King is, you feel unsure of it?"

"How did you incorporate it? Are you beaten to death?"

"No, I was intimidated." Qin Kun stretched proudly and suddenly smiled and put away, "What do you know about this when you tell you?"

Qin Kun was stunned. Qin Kun never confused the affairs of the temple and the affairs of the world. This matter belongs to the responsibility of the General Administration. Qin Kun never told anyone about life and death.

Chu Qianxun curled his lips: "A big man came to the temple today, he told me."

"who?!"

"I!"

On the bridge, a lame man walked over.

This outfit looks hot in Daxia, not to mention that the other party is wearing a pair of gloves.

"Feng Qiang? Why are you here?"

My old friend had gray hair, teeth were wide, and his legs were lame. Feng Qiang seemed to have gotten a little older in recent years. Every time he saw him, he was more haggard than the last time.

Behind him was Feng Dong. He held his father and sat on the chair at the door of the shop and said politely to Qin Kun: "Hello Uncle Qin."

Qin Kun is not as old as Feng Dong, and he is called uncle by Feng Dong again, but he is still a little uncomfortable.

He dispersed a cigarette at him and handed one to Feng Qiang.

The fire ignited, Chu Qianxun wrinkled his nose and returned to the house. The cold breath in the store blew out, and Feng Qiang spit out smoke: "Qin Kun! You can enjoy it damn it."

"I enjoy it, I am born to work hard and have to go to the funeral home to help from time to time. Which eye did you see me enjoy it?"

Qin Kun despised it.

Now I heard from Tuwa that he was a "guest" in the funeral home, and he had a great status. He also received a salary and went there from time to time to help. However, more than a year later, Qin Kun suddenly realized that who "guest" did a rough job? This is clearly a temporary worker! When there is not enough staff, I will transfer you.

Tuwa is now like Director Wang, and he is starting to fool him, but he even fools him. Qin Kun is very dissatisfied, so he just continues to pretend to be stupid when there is no one in the funeral home.

There is no way, people are rude and kind-hearted.

Feng Qiang naturally knew what Qin Kun was doing in normal times, which was also the reason why he felt relieved Qin Kun.

A great ability and a positive mind. He had a lifelong relationship with me before. Who wouldn't worry about such a friend?

He grinned: "I heard you have incorporated a beast ghost for Qianxi?"

"What? I should have this permission."

Feng Qiang said: "Nonsense, but you didn't explain it to me later. I came over and asked if this guy is reliable?"

Qin Kun sneered: "Although it's evil, it's much more reliable than some people. The smell of the evil monkey is not smelly at all."

The stinky thing the ghost catcher says is completely different from the stinky thing the ordinary people say.

Feng Qiang said: "Come on, Cen Qing in Qianxi has made a lot of money. I came here this time, but half of the reason for this."

"Where is the other half?"

Feng Qiang didn't say anything and took out a stack of files.

Qin Kun took it and handed it to Feng Dong: "Here I summarize it... I read less, and so many words make people's heads swell."

Feng Dong whispered: "It's about Xu Facheng and those three mountain ghost immortals."

"There is no immortal in this world!" Qin Kun dusted the ashes and reminded him.

Feng Qiang's eyes lit up and he sneered at his son: "Did you see it? This is enlightenment. Do you know why I look up to him now?"

Feng Dong nodded: "Yes, Qin Xian understands life."

Qin Kun said: "Bad! I said Feng Qiang, you are becoming more and more capable of pretending now. What kind of enlightenment? I'm telling the truth. This is a group of wild and difficult-to-tactic ghosts, who do not abide by the rules."

Feng Dong interrupted Qin Kun: "Uncle Qin... I came here for this time, those big ghosts... abide by the rules."

Qin Kun was stunned.

Feng Qiang curled his lips and said, "Xu Facheng used them as a knife, eliminated a group of scammers in the world, and then used some means to gather them together. He even sealed them up."

To be conferred the title of the Lord is to be conferred the title of the Lord! From then on, he was conferred in incense and worshipped continuously in all seasons and eight festivals.

Qin Kun was stunned for a while before nodding slowly: "Xu Facheng is indeed Xu Facheng. What god have they conferred?"

"Seven days, seven night days, seven city gods, and two demon sects."

City God?!

Good means!

Those guys were originally planning to go back and dominate one side, but now they have become the city gods who are in charge of one side. In terms of nature, they are the same as dominance.

This result has only made Qin Kun suddenly realize this.

He believed in Xu Facheng and was worried that Xu Facheng would get rid of it, but the situation is still in the hands of Xu Facheng.

Qin Kun took the file and found that the locations of the city gods were remote places, and the hometowns of the old ghosts.

A series of results are simply coincidental.

These guys have since become the power of Xu Facheng's faction.

Daozi came to the world, Maoshan is about to flourish!

After the end of the alchemy meeting, his grandfather's divination about Xu Facheng was left with only this prophecy. In the past few years, Chu Qianxun only mentioned it during casual chats. Because no one thinks that after Xu Facheng got this imperial title, his sect changed.

Until now, Qin Kun felt that it was too meaningful.

That Taoist...is not Xu Facheng, but the middle-aged Taoist who has been two thousand years old!

"Feng Qiang, do you know that middle-aged Taoist?"

Feng Qiang was stunned: "What middle-aged Taoist?"

Qin Kun called Chu Qianxun: "Miss, tell him what the middle-aged Taoist is doing."

Chu Qianxun was stunned: "What middle-aged Taoist?"

Qin Kun whispered: "It's Xu Facheng who has been two thousand years old..."

Chu Qianxun smiled awkwardly: "Brother Dog, this joke is so big, I have never heard of anyone."

I clearly said it!

Qin Kun called: "Nie Huzi, you didn't tell Feng Qiang about the middle-aged Taoist???"

On the other end of the phone, Nie Huzi wondered: "Qin Heigou, are you crazy! What a mess?"

"Mid-aged Daozi! Xu Facheng! You have even fought with him!"

Qin Kun handed the phone to Feng Qiang. Nie Huzi scolded Qin Kun for being crazy. Suddenly, he heard Feng Qiang's voice and coughed dryly: "Feng Yanwang, I wasn't scolding you just now... But I really don't know what a middle-aged Taoist is!"

Qin Kun suddenly felt that some things were separated from the scope of his understanding.

Feng Qiang looked at Qin Kun with a puzzled look: "I believe in Team Leader Nie. But I believe in you too. But... what's going on?"

Qin Kun snatched the phone and hung up, and hurriedly searched for Miaoshan's contact information on his phone. The monk would not lie!

But after searching for a while, I found out that the Ziyi Monk had no phone call at all!
Chapter completed!
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