Bai Yulang asked me to write him the address of Xing Qing's Wood Factory. He wants to go there for a while.

I said that Hu Zhongtian and I had a deep grudge and prepared to go with him, but Bai Yulang didn't agree to it no matter what.

This time, it was time for him to settle his personal grudge, so he didn't want anyone else to get involved.

Since they've already said so, I can only write him the address and tell him to be careful.

It's about time, Zhang Tiangang and I will go back and rest first.

Bai Yulang's personality is really weird, I am a little worried, but Zhang Tiangang's heart is really broad.

Zhang Tiangang was not exaggerating when he said that Bai Family Chen Xi was strong. As a noble young master, even if he couldn't deal with Hu Zhongtian, he could at least draw.

I can only hope so.

But then again, since the last time, there was no more fighting Feng Shui in the other room.

Furthermore, my shop has welcomed a large number of customers that Zhang Tiangang has brought over from Guangdong.

Most of these people were loyal followers of the Daoist sects. They came here to invite the various Daoist Immortals.

The sculptures he made were ordinary and not supernatural sculpture. However, although he did not earn much, he could still earn a lot of money if he made a lot of them.

However, I still asked Zhang Tiangang with some doubt. Didn't he go to Guangdong to get more customers?

However, Zhang Tiangang was neither fast nor slow, he said that all of this was just the decoration in front of him, probably called here by his friend just to take care of the business.

There would definitely be a big client coming over later.

I am very curious about the person that Zhang Tiangang is talking about. Every time Zhang Tiangang mentions this friend of his, his face will be filled with respect, but he has never said his friend's name before.

This time, I asked him about the background of your friend. "I usually listen to you and praise his strength. Tell me, which technique is he from?"

"Hmph, that's because I'm afraid of silencing you." Zhang Tiangang patted his chest, and was about to continue.

Suddenly, the glass door of my shop creaked open and a very slim female voice came from outside:

"Is there anyone?"

Since business is coming, I didn't have time to listen to Zhang Tiangang's bullsh * t and quickly went to welcome him.

The customer was a girl.

He wore a camel-colored coat that covered his calves, revealing a pair of flesh-colored stockings. Beneath his feet was a pair of ankle-length boots.

That look is very pleasant, Qi eyebrow air bangs, a pair of limpid eyes, seeing me can not help but laugh, exposed dimples:

"Excuse me, are you the boss here, is your place used to make supernatural sculpture?"

I nodded. "That's right, I am a supernatural sculpture practitioner."

The girl jumped up in joy after hearing this. She clapped her hands and said:

"Great, then can you help me?"

"Ugh …"

It's hard for me to refuse such a delicate appearance of hers.

Looking at her appearance, she should only be in her early twenties. In my mind, I couldn't help but recall the previous Song Nian, but the Clothes she wore was much more mature than Song Nian.

From the looks of it, he was a young man who had just come out to work.

"Then let me ask you, why do you want to become a supernatural sculpture?" I asked the girl.

The girl smiled in confusion and said tenderly:

"Aiya, he just wants to do it. I'll give you money, just help me get one."

If this girl would say such delicate words occasionally, I would still accept her. However, since she was using such words to talk to me, I couldn't help but feel that I was being a bit foolish.

"No, the supernatural sculpture is categorized into different categories. Different statues have different uses for it, I just want to know, what is the purpose of you asking for the sculpture? That I can help you with it."

After I explained it to the girl, she seemed to have understood a little:

"I... I heard from Fangge that you can help me handle my matters here. "

I have never heard of the Fangge before.

But when Zhang Tiangang heard these two words, he unexpectedly jumped in front of his in an instant, excitedly holding onto his shoulders and said:

"The Fangge you're talking about, is a Fang A drug."

The little sister was hurt so much by his hug that she cried out aiya, only then did Zhang Tiangang realize that he was too excited, he pulled back his hands and scratched his head in embarrassment.

The girl nodded and said:

"It's Fang A, Fangge. He said that his friend is over here and told me to come over to take a look."

Zhang Tiangang looked at me and laughed:

"Oh my god, Brother Qin, I think this is a big client from Guangzhou."

I rolled my eyes at him in annoyance. He was only in his early 20s, yet you dared to earn money from him?

However, the girl shook her head repeatedly, saying that as long as he could deal with her Dao, no matter how much money he had, it wouldn't be a problem.

"I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Chen Xi, you can call me Little Xi."

Since Chen Xi and I are here, let's first talk about what happened to her.

Before Chen Xi could say anything, his face slightly flushed red and he said, "Do you know what Sagamore is like?"

I was stunned for a moment, as if I'd heard it before, but I couldn't remember what it was.

Zhang Tiangang replied from the side. It should be the Seventh Young Master of the Ghost sect.

After saying that, I remembered what the Sagamore was. It was said that there were many Ghost Kings under the Yin Cao Underworld, each having their own way of handling different affairs. One of them was the Ghost King, who seemed to have given birth to seven sons.

The youngest of them, was rumored to be called the Seventh Young Noble of the Ghost Realm, and was also nicknamed the Sagamore.

In the folklore, Sagamore was the reincarnation of a tenth generation pervert who was specially made to reconcile with the females in the mortal world. After doing all that he needed to do, he hooked up with a Soul and brought it back to the underground as his wife.

Since he was the Ghost King's son and had power and influence, the Underworld's people couldn't do anything to him.

So in our dialect, we call the sex fiend a Sagamore.

But this was just a story, could it be that the Sagamore really existed in this world?

I looked at Chen Xi in front of me and said:

"Then, did that Sagamore do anything to you?"

This kind of thing was really hard to say, Chen Xi couldn't say anything, and kept rubbing his fingers.

I can only put it in a more obscure way:

"How did you discover the Sagamore, and how did he entangle himself by your side?"

Chen Xi's words became much easier to hear as he said that he had to start from the moment she went to climb the mountain last month.

Coincidentally, a few days ago, when she was climbing in her old home in western Guangdong Province, she was halfway up the mountain when it suddenly started raining heavily. She had no choice but to hide in a small temple in the mountains.

Initially, she thought that this was just an ordinary Earth Temple or a mountain temple. But after entering, Chen Xi realized that the things that the temple was offering were beyond her imagination.