The next day, the flight attendant Zhang Youling was woken up by his ringtone. He touched him in a daze and answered. The fussy voice came from the opposite side: "What a god, you have answered diànhuà. I'm planning to call the police? Tell me, where are you now? Did the man around you take the initiative to fish, or did you use medicine to trick you into bed? Do you want to bring someone to support you now?" Best friend Cheng Lingyue said in a series of ways like a gun-free hand.

"What man? I seemed to have drunk too much last night. Now I'm lying alone in the bed without even taking off my clothes. Hey, it's not right. Why is my Nini not on my bed? Ah--" She suddenly shouted, causing the best friend opposite to her to feel nervous.

"What's wrong?" best friend Cheng Lingyue shouted.

"I, I don't seem to be sleeping at my own home! This seems to be a hotel." After looking around, Zhang Youlong nervously said to his best friend in diànhuà.

"You went to the bar alone last night to drink, and what's so strange about not sleeping at your own house? By the way, you really don't have a strong man in bed now? You hurry to go to the bathroom to see if you stole the food in the morning and took a shower inside now?" said best friend Cheng Lingyue.

"I told you that I was wearing all the clothes on my body, where did I get the man?" Zhang Youzi complained, but he still opened the door of the bathroom as he spoke and took a look. It turned out that it was empty inside and there was no one.

"Hey, there's really no man? Then you broke up last night and went to a bar to drink and swear to catch a handsome guy to take revenge on your cheating ex-boyfriend. Wouldn't you return in vain? Or did you meet a legendary good man who sent you drunk to a hotel and opened a room but didn't touch you?" said the best friend opposite. After saying that, she laughed, obviously she just thought she had told a joke.

Not to mention Zhang Youlong, the confused flight attendant in the hotel room, is also having headaches with General Zhuge from the Xishan Organization headquarters.

"You are so arrogant and domineering that the fourth young master of the capital has been committing evil for many years. You have become a fool of yourself. You really have a big problem for me." The general looked at Duan Minghui's face frozen in the jiānkòng and smiled bitterly.

"But it's good that these powerful and powerful children are really too unreasonable. It's time for someone to come out to rectify them. If people behind them also jump out, they'll be a pot of stolen goods. Haven't the gang intentions to beat tigers recently? Just cooperate!" He said coldly again. With just one thought, it has determined the fate of many people of power.

Time went back last night, and after throwing the fainted man away from the bed, Duan Minghui sighed long. Not only because of the strange gaze of the girl at the front desk when checking in the room, but also because the stewardess' figure was not covered, with a bulge on the front and a tilted back, which was extremely interesting. Recently, he broke through the taboo with his girlfriend and played in a dark way. After holding this way, he would inevitably have a reaction. Fortunately, he was not a young boy who could not bear the stimulation, but also had a successful cultivation of Taoism. With just one deep breath, he could exhaust his heart and calm his state of mind.

"It's just that the stimulation is too great, and the mind is exhausted a little too great. Drinking the water from my water talisman and sleeping well under the action of my calming talisman, it should be fine." He looked at the flight attendant who was sleeping indecently on the bed and said to himself.

After getting through this unexpected thing, it was getting late. I called my girlfriend Fang Xueyao, explained the situation, and cooked porridge for a long time before I hang up, ready to enter my dream, and start my nightly routine practice. Of course, I was sitting cross-legged on the floor under the carpet floor.

The first world of Sui was his own "gas refueling station". It just added some air to supplement the daytime fighting consumption. He looked around his cave and did not look like foreign objects invaded. He suspected that the whole world, except for the original land where the original work fought, there were not even monks at all. But this was just right, saving trouble.

He didn't think much about it, and returned to his cave and started meditating in seclusion. Speaking of the fighting between Zuo Zihan and Li Xiuxian during the day, he had more experience in using the talisman formation. While absorbing and replenishing spiritual energy, he carefully deduced it in the sea of ​​consciousness. After he came out of seclusion a month later, he felt that his cultivation of talisman practice had improved a little, as if he had further improved from the realm of talisman. However, he felt this way when he was in seclusion last time. I really don't know how much this "just a little bit" was, and when he could truly form talisman.

He sighed, left this world and came to the world.

Because he "paused" the time in this world when he left last time, the time he appeared was still the night when he left last time, after dealing with the night when he was hungry Shura Luo Kai Ping's head and soul-returning night.

Upstairs, Ma Xiaoling was explaining what happened downstairs to Ouyang Jiajia, Jin Jie and others. He heard that Ma Xiaoling and others were unable to save Luo Kaiping. The queen of the world would perform such a "hungry Shura Fùchóu record", and everyone was very upset.

Duan Minghui was too lazy to pay attention to the others, so he went back to his home. His master begged for his uncle's home. In fact, it was strange that he called Master He Yingque "Uncle Qiu". However, when he was watching TV, he was used to Ma Xiaoling's call, so he also called that. Of course, he didn't dare to do so in front of his master in private.

When he returned to his master's house, his master still didn't come back. His junior brother Xiaobo was quite excited. Although he was not afraid of the light during the day, he was still used to sleeping during the day and playing at night. He was having fun with the old ghosts in the paper palace that Duan Minghui cut for him.

"Senior brother, are you back? Come and play with us. This palace is so fun!" Xiaobo showed half of his head from the paper palace and shouted to Duan Minghui who walked into the yard.

"Okay, senior brother will come in and play with you now." Duan Minghui said, sitting cross-legged on the ground, the Yin God left his body, and he also crawled into the small paper palace placed on the stone table.

"Greetings to the young master!" In the palace, two teams of old ghosts stood in two rows and bowed to Duan Minghui who appeared on the dragon throne.

"Why do you call me Young Master?" Duan Minghui said strangely.

"I'm begging me to catch me, give us a reformed meeting, and cast spells to protect our souls, so as not to be blown away by the wind, and escape the misfortune of being dispersed by the soul. He is our master. Xiaobo is our little master, and you are his senior brother, so naturally our young master." An old ghost in the lead bowed and said.

"You are quite good at speaking! By the way, what's your name?" Duan Minghui nodded at him, pushed the junior brother who was stuck to him, asking him to avoid the place he shouldn't touch on him, and asked.

"He is Agui, and it's the name I gave him! How about it, it's not bad?" Junior brother Xiaobo said first, and after that, he raised his neck proudly, waiting to be praised.

"Xiaobo is so smart. The name Agui sounds so nice!" Duan Minghui touched his head and praised him, then pointed at the old ghosts behind Agui and asked, "What are their names?"

"Oh, behind Agui is Agui No. 2, and next is Agui No. 4, Agui No. 5, and Agui No. 6!" Xiaobo counted one by one with his fingers, muttering his little mouth, which was very cute.

"Xiaobo is so smart!" Duan Minghui patted Xiaobo's head and praised.

"Senior brother, why do you have a very uncomfortable aura on your body that makes Xiaobo feel uncomfortable?" Xiaobo, who was slandering on Duan Minghui, suddenly frowned.

"Oh, I'm sorry, what about now?" Duan Minghui quickly retracted the yang energy on his body and asked again.

"It's much better now. Brother, come and play with me. Is it good for us to play the game of the emperor going to court?" Xiaobo suggested excitedly.

"Okay, as long as Xiaobo is happy! Do you want to be the emperor?" Duan Minghui asked.

"No, I don't want to be the emperor. I want to be the crown prince! Senior brother, come and be the emperor!" Xiaobo said without saying anything, pressing Duan Minghui on the dragon chaise, but he brought a small stool and sat next to the dragon chaise, straightening his back, looking down at the "Martial Ministers" below, looking down at the "Martial Ministers" below, like a little adult.

"There are too few people, it's not fun!" After playing for a while, Xiaobo muttered with a pout.

"It's hard to say if there are too many people, it depends on my senior brother!" Duan Minghui said. With a wave, he forcibly tore off a bunch of yin energy from Agui and the others, and turned into "people" with the same nose and face as them. He automatically stood in the ranks of Ministers of Wu and bowed to salute one by one, which was no different from "ghosts".

A Gui and the others were shocked and were even more awe-inspiring at this mysterious "young master". They even put away their little thoughts of contempt and teasing to the little master.

Duan Minghui saw their expressions and said in a plain tone: "Ah Gui, you usually play with Xiaobo, don't say something you shouldn't say, after all, he is just a child. If you let me hear you and him have a bad voice next time, don't blame me for being polite!"

"I dare not, I dare not." The ghosts bowed together and said, and the ghost bodies rustled.

"Senior brother, why are you scolding Agui and the others? You scolded them away. When you and your father were not at home, no one would play with me." Xiaobo pleaded for them.

"Okay, don't scold them anymore, let them play with Xiaobo." Duan Minghui saw that the purpose of shocking the old ghosts had been achieved, and he did not do anything for himself, so he followed Xiaobo's words down the slope.

"Thank you for pleading for us!" A Gui is worthy of being the most sophisticated and most intelligent among the ghosts. Seeing this, he hurriedly followed the ministers in the play, bowed and said.

"Haha, I'm calm, I'm calm! There are also Agui No. 1, 2...6, why don't you talk?" Xiaobo danced excitedly and pointed at the ghosts behind Agui.

The ghosts were so scared that they knelt on the ground and shouted, "Thank you for pleading for us!" Duan Minghui secretly pinched the magic tricks, allowing the ghosts to act with them. For a moment, the crowds of people were crowded with sounds, which shocked the sky, making the small waves that had always been alone so happy that their noses bubbles popped up.

I played with my junior brother Xiaobo for a long time. It was not until dawn that he yawned and reluctantly returned to the urn to sleep. Agui and the others were already tired after being tossed by him all night. Finally, they got Duan Minghui's permission and hurried into their respective urns one by one and went to rest.

He used a secret method to bless his junior brother Xiaobo's urn and put on a special incense made of pillars, and then the completion was completed.

After getting free, Duan Minghui began to think about what to do in the next week. He first calculated the master's uncle's actions with the unfamiliar Maoshan God. He found that he was just bound by accident in the countryside, and there was nothing wrong with it. He immediately felt relieved and carefully planned the next actions.

There are two options. One is to go around and get familiar with the situation. Prepare for reality to help Longhu Mountain to retrieve the lost true teachings. In addition, Buddhism is popular, and my faith points have not been supplemented for a long time, so I just go and plunder them.

Second, he is still staying in Hong Kong, going to find trouble for the pseudonym Ryuichi Yamamoto's early ss, find out his background, and prepare for the future battle.

These two choices have their own advantages and disadvantages, and he was a little confused for a moment. At this time, Ma Xiaoling suddenly came to visit, but it turned out that she was asking him to go with him to find the magic monk in Rigaoye to help save Luo Kaiping.

"Do those monks have that great ability? Can they save hungry Shura?" Duan Minghui said suspiciously.

"You should not underestimate the magic monk in Rigao. Buddhism is prosperous and eminent monks emerge in many great masters. Rigao's magic monk is the best among all monks with magic power. He is very good at catching ghosts and reliance. For example, the Peacock monk I know, although he is not as good as me in exorcism, he is far superior to me in reliance on the souls of the dead. However, this monk is as greedy as me! He has robbed many of my customers, which is very hateful!" Ma Xiaoling began to highly respect the magic monk in Rigao, but when she talked about the Peacock monk who was snatching her business, she began to grit her teeth. For her, who loves money, cutting off her wealth is like killing her parents, which is absolutely untolerable.

"You have such a bad relationship. If you go to ask him this time, will he help?" Duan Minghui said suspiciously.

"That's why you want to go with me!" Ma Xiaoling pointed to Duan Minghui's nose and said.

"I? I don't even know this great monk, why did he sell my face?" Duan Minghui said in confusion.

"Who wants you to invite him?" Ma Xiaoling gave him a blank look. Although this rolling charm is not as good as her girlfriend Fang Xueyao, she can still beat her 90s.

"If you don't invite me, can't you fight?" Duan Minghui said.

"Yes, it's just a fight! He's beaten until he admits defeat, he's convinced, and he has to come and help us!" Ma Xiaoling said with confidence.

"How is it possible? You may not even invite me. Can you call me? Are these Takao monks all S lovers?" Duan Minghui said in confusion.

"What is s?" Ma Xiaoling asked.

"Hey, isn't this word in this world?" Duan Minghui was stunned, and then casually said: "It means masochism."

"The monks in Rikano are not masochists, they are more like those ascetic monks in Rushan. But this is not the point. The point is that if you challenge Rikano's magic monks as a challenger in Huaxia Taoist Sect, they will definitely agree to it for the dignity of Buddhism. Then you make a bet with them and if you lose, let Peacock come to work for us for free, and be angry with the monk who has been fighting for business with me!" Ma Xiaoling seemed to have seen the scene of the former "big enemy" working for free under her command, and the pleasure on her face could not be concealed.

"Are you so confident in me? Are you not afraid that I will be left as a monk if I lose?" Duan Minghui said with a wry smile.

"How could you? You have formed a pill, and now the Taoist sect is still high. How could you lose to those monks who only know how to catch ghosts? Forget it, are you not going to listen to the senior sister's words?" Ma Xiaoling pinched her waist.

She was still wearing her standard fit, a tunic top, a miniskirt, a boot, and a long legs. With such a pinch of her waist, she really shone in front of her eyes and couldn't bear to look away.

"Have you seen enough?" Facing his unclear gaze, Ma Xiaoling did not hide, and even deliberately set up a pse to make him more enjoyable.

"It's still a little bit too much. Let's put on a cute look, just the classic look of a beautiful girl." Duan Minghui deliberately teased.

"Kawaii, you are so tall!" Ma Xiaoling couldn't bear it anymore, and she knocked her on the head with a trembling face, and asked with a shady look.

"Go, go! How dare you not go?" Duan Minghui said with a sad face.
Chapter completed!