Ye Xian didn't know when she fell asleep in a daze. There was always a stern person in the dream. She wanted to reach out to pinch the person's face like she did when she was on the Qixi Festival, thinking that you were more serious than you think. The man suddenly changed his face, and he looked as if he had a haggard look in his eyes. He was like a head made of the legendary Chinese medicine. Ye Xian was stunned and asked in surprise: "Why did you become like this?"

She just felt an infinite sadness rolling in her heart, unable to shout or cry.

At this moment, I heard the cheers of the seventh day of the lunar calendar coming downstairs: "Uncle, that refrigerator is really amazing! I have been looking for it for a long time but I don't know where the ice is! But that iron cabinet can freeze ice."

Ye Xian suddenly woke up and heard that it was really cheering on the seventh day of the lunar calendar.

Ye Xian walked downstairs and saw that the Qixi Dynasty was still dancing: "Is that Coke called Coke sister?" Mo Lingyin nodded, "Yes, Coca-Cola in the United States."

"It's so delicious, it's still added with ice, it's so comfortable to drink it."

On the seventh day of the lunar month, I savored the smell of Coke and couldn't help but lick my lips.

Ye Xian sneered: "Miss Mo, are you very rich? Take the seventh day of the lunar month to such a high-end place."

Mo Lingyin was stunned and a little embarrassed: "It's not very high-end."

"It's not high-end, and it has a refrigerator and a cold Coke. It's really a luxury. In Shanghai, the imported products such as refrigerators are either rich or expensive. The store with refrigerators is expensive. What else do you eat on the seventh day of the lunar month? Or is the cake or a French snail? The next step is to learn Peng Chacha?"

Chu Qi widened his eyes. Everything he experienced today exceeded his imagination: "Ms. Ye, can snails be eaten? There are many on the grass when it rains. Can you catch them and eat them?"

Zhao Nan laughed: "Silly child, that kind of wild little snail cannot be eaten, and there are bugs."

It turned out that today Mo Lingyin took the seventh day of the lunar month to drink coffee and cola in the largest cafe in Shanghai. She also had some snacks. The first time I saw the refrigerator at the seventh day of the lunar month, she was so surprised. At this time, the refrigerator was a rare item. The dignitaries and nobles all brought refrigerators from the United States through large ships. As for high-end things like Cola, they only saw it at the street advertisers on the seventh day of the lunar month. They drank a bottle today. Although it was bitter and sweet after the entrance, the color was also black and looked strange, but it was very fashionable. It was paired with a piece of cheese cake that melted in the mouth, so fashionable!

The seventh day of the lunar month was about to savor the great shock brought by the coke and the refrigerator, and the phone rang on one side.

The nerves of the seventh day of the lunar month were like a clockwork, and rushed over and picked up the phone, and immediately turned into a young man's voice: "Hello, this is Mr. John's office."

Ye Xian smiled with his lips pursed, pointed at the Qiqi dynasty, blinked at Mo Lingyin, and looked at the serious appearance of the Qiqi dynasty and both of them found it fresh and interesting.

After a while, Chu Qi put down the phone and looked at Zhao Nan: "That Mrs. Bao made an appointment with you to see you in the old place in the afternoon."

"Oh, it's old, how many times have you two made appointments?"

Ye Xian made fun of him.

"I will see fake Xueqing in the afternoon. At that time, I will call the police on the pretext that Xueqing is fake. They kidnapped the two of them and could tell them out with me if they scare them a few times. Mrs. Bao is not afraid, the key is the person behind it."

Zhao Nan looked at Ye Xian: "So you depend on you to find out the details of Yuan Qing."

Ye Xian felt a little sad, and he was going to deal with the Taoist priest again. But he still pretended to be nothing and said, "It's a piece of cake. As long as you don't follow me to cause trouble for me, if you hadn't called all the Taoist priests last night, the Taoist priest would have told me everything."

Mo Lingyin exclaimed: "Hey, Miss Ye, are you very familiar with that little Taoist priest? He is not..."

"Didn't he tell me everything, you forgot?"

Ye Xianheng glanced at her, Mo Lingyin shrank his neck and didn't dare to say anything more.

Zhao Nan and Ye Xian went forward together.

In the afternoon, before dark, Yuan Shou returned to the room and closed the door. Suddenly he heard a woman's voice: "I've been waiting for you for a long time, why did I come back?"

Yuan Shou rubbed his eyebrows and thought to himself that he was really confused, why did he hear the woman's voice again?

"Why, I forgot about it all the way to the morning?"

My eyes lit up, it was that woman.

Yuan Shou turned around and tried not to look at Ye Xian's face. He walked to the table and sat down: "How did you come in?"

"I am actually from Maoshan and I know how to invisible." Ye Xian walked to the opposite side of him, sat down, picked up the teapot on the table, poured a cup of tea and took a sip: "It seems that Niutou Mountain still values ​​you, a great disciple of Wudang, tea is good tea."

"Aren't you afraid of poisoning this tea? Are you afraid of the tea being rotten?"

"I just saw the little Taoist boy sending him, who dares to poison you?"

Ye Xian's question touched Yuan Shou's thoughts, and he sighed and said, "There are many people who hope that I will die inside and outside this Taoist temple."

“Is it because of the backyard stuff?”

Ye Xian deliberately tried.

"You know the backyard?"

Yuan Shou's eyes lit up and looked at Ye Xian, but saw the latter looking at him with a smile. His ears became hot, and he hurriedly lowered his head, his heart pounding.

"Yes, your heart is also there. Do you know what strange things are worshipped in this Taoist temple?"

"I was ordered by my uncle to clean up the door, but I didn't expect that when I came to Shanghai alone, I found that I was being constrained everywhere. What I wanted to deal with was not only a two-person versus-rebel disciple, but a deeply rooted cult organization."

"What exactly do you know about those people worship? Now we seem to have a common goal, Yuanshou, I hope you tell me the truth."

"Yuan Qing is my Wudang rebel disciple. He was expelled from the mountain gate and thought that he had turned into a wrong and returned to justice. However, in recent years, there is a legend among those who practice Taoism, saying that a Wudang rebel disciple specializes in collecting the heads of those who practice Taoism."

"Ah? The head of a practitioner?"

"I was ordered by my uncle to go down the mountain. For investigation and convenience, I discovered that the rebellious disciple Yuanqing was just a small pawn. This Taoist temple is the real source of sin. Unfortunately, I could not approach the last time I entered the yard and could not see their secrets."

"My people have already seen it for you. The one who worships a strange statue of god. The statue has a hideous face and a strange body. The most terrifying thing is that there is a string of shrinking human heads hanging on the neck of the statue, and the one worships human heads on the table of gods."

Yuan Shou slapped the table angrily: "It's indeed these evil things, Miss Ye, how did you track down these things, and what is your purpose?"

"Me?" Ye Xian smiled charmingly, "We are going to the same end. I just want to help a person who died unjustly find out the truth about his death. That person is also a Taoist practitioner, called a spiritual practitioner."

"Spiritual Cultivator? The spiritual Cultivator of Qingcheng Mountain? I didn't expect that he would die here too!" Yuan Shou shook his head and sighed.

"My people want to know how much energy Yuanqing has. In the afternoon, my subordinates will cut off one of his subordinates."

Ye Xian suddenly reached out and pressed the back of Yuan Shou's hand: "You must tell me the truth. Now, now we are grasshoppers on a rope. It's better to cooperate. We won't treat you badly." Her eyes were as charming as silk. Yuan Shou looked down and dared not look, but saw the hand she pressed. Her hands were white and almost transparent. She could see a faint blue blood vessel, her slender fingers, and her nails were painted with bright red elixir, red and bright, full of temptation.

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Chapter completed!