From the beginning, Xiao Chen knew better than anyone else that as a Rakshasa, Lu Xiaoqian could not enter into a marriage contract with him, let alone fall in love with Xiao Chen.

As the saying goes, people and ghosts are separated from each other, and there is a difference between immortals and mortals!

And she did that just so that she could completely gain Xiao Chen's trust and avoid being bound by the master-servant relationship with Xiao Chen like Di Qing and Mei Tianxiong.

"Dear passengers, the plane will land at Diancheng Airport soon. Please fasten your seat belts."

As the voice came from the radio, Xiao Chen also returned to reality from the Qiankun Purple Mansion.

After walking out of the airport, Xiao Chen directly got on the airport bus and entered Dian City in less than half an hour.

This is actually the most difficult part of the Dragon Kingdom, and it is only separated from Nanzhao Kingdom by a few mountains.

While admiring the antique archways along the way, Xiao Chen was thinking about how to find the straw man hiding Gu Yong's soul.

Finding a person's soul is very different from finding a person's body. It is impossible to determine its basic position through formations and spells.

Xiao Chen could only find a hotel to stay in first.

Then he opened the information provided by Gu Weijun and read it carefully.

"The haunted house in the ancient city!"

Xiao Chen's eyes finally fell on the photo of the haunted house in Dian City.

The haunted house is located in the ancient city of Dian City. It is a ghost building that has been famous for hundreds of years.

Although it is very famous, there have not been any unbelievable supernatural events in recent decades.

Xiao Chen immediately stood up, opened the old desktop computer next to him, and searched for relevant information on the Internet.

It's okay not to search. After searching, Xiao Chen was a little surprised.

In recent decades, many people have visited this haunted building.

On the surface, everyone seems to be safe and sound, but after returning home, many people either become insane or lose their consciousness and fall to their deaths.

Almost everyone who visited this haunted building had an accident within half a year.

Once or twice can be said to be an accident, but ten or a hundred times, it shows that there must be something behind it.

Thinking of this, Xiao Chen turned off the computer, walked out of the hotel, and stopped a taxi.

"Master, Dali Street, Ancient City District."

Xiao Chen got into the car and said calmly.

The driver glanced at Xiao Chen, started the car, and asked, "From your accent, you are not a local, right? Are you here to worship Master Wuxiang as your disciple?"

Xiao Chen shook his head and said: "No, I just walked around casually. Why, is this Master Wuxiang famous locally?"

"Oh, you're not just famous, you're like a living god!"

When Xiao Chen asked this question, the taxi driver also started chatting and started talking nonstop.

Only then did Xiao Chen know that Master Wuxiang had been helping people diagnose and treat some strange diseases since he came to the ancient city of Dian City six years ago.

In particular, dementia, a disease similar to that of losing one's soul, was easily diagnosed. In less than half a year, it became famous within a hundred miles of Dian City.

"According to your words, isn't he just a charlatan?" Xiao Chen deliberately probed.

"nonsense!"

The driver frowned and said with a serious face: "A relative of ours was cured by Master Wuxiang, but..."

At this point, the driver changed his tone and smacked his lips and said, "Since my distant relative recovered from his illness, he seems to be less enthusiastic towards our whole family."

"Even sometimes he would ignore me when I call him by his name."

Um?

When Xiao Chen heard this, his eyebrows raised slightly.

"graft?!"

Thinking of this, Xiao Chen hurriedly changed his words and said: "Master, does the Wuxiang Master you mentioned still accept disciples?"

"Of course I'll accept it, but looking at what you're wearing, you probably can't afford that much money. If you want to become a disciple of Master Wuxiang, the entry fee is five million."

The taxi driver stretched out his palm and waved it in front of Xiao Chen's eyes.

"Master, take me over and have a look. Maybe I really have a master-disciple relationship with him."
Chapter completed!