dashing little Taoist priest

Chapter 315 Embarrassment
I don't know why, but Ye Feng felt a sense of loneliness when he didn't come.Looking at the taxi that drove away quickly, Ye Feng was in a daze for a while, and then softly comforted himself:

"I believe her parents won't embarrass her..."

Thinking about it, Ye Feng took a taxi and went to Fuyuan Pavilion.

A few days ago, Ye Feng received a call. Uncle Mao and the others had already returned.

When Ye Feng arrived at Fuyuan Pavilion, Uncle Mao and the others were drinking tea.

The strange thing is that Fatty and Ma Tiao are there, and today is obviously not Sunday.

Ye Feng asked suspiciously: "Don't you two have to go to class?"

"Damn it, with our grades, do we still expect to get into a good university?" These were the words of the fat man, who was sitting on a chair outside the door of Fuyuan Pavilion, scratching his feet carelessly.

Ma Tiao also said, "Don't read it anymore, we're just fooling around anyway, instead of fooling around in school, we might as well come out and find something to do by ourselves."

Ye Feng nodded, didn't say anything, and understood in his heart that the two people were actually because Ye Feng stopped reading.

Anyway, everyone has been through life and death for such a long time, there are some things that need not be said, everyone knows.This is the brother, the tacit brother.

Fuyuan Pavilion and Fushou Hall are at the intersection of this street, and on the other side is a three-way intersection.Fuyuan Pavilion and Fushou Hall are facing each other, and there is a small pavilion in the middle of the diagonally opposite, that is, the middle of the three-way intersection.

At this moment, Uncle Mao, Uncle Nine, Taoist Qingfeng, and the three old fellows moved three chairs and sat at the stone table in the middle of the pavilion, playing chess and drinking tea.Those days were so leisurely no matter how you looked at them.

Ye Feng went over to say hello, and then asked if they had chased Yan Jue to their headquarters.

Speaking of this, the faces of the three old men are a bit ugly.Uncle Mao said: "I chased all the way to a forest, so I stopped chasing."

Ye Feng wondered: "What's wrong?"

It seemed a bit embarrassing to say it, Uncle Mao coughed twice, a little bit to avoid this topic.

Uncle Jiu snorted coldly and said, "The Palace of Eternal Life is definitely in the depths of that dense forest. Unfortunately, the dense forest feels too dangerous to us, and we dare not go in easily."

It turned out that he backed off after chasing at the door of someone's house. Ye Feng held back his smile and said, "That's not a waste of money. At least I know the location of the Hall of Eternal Life."

The faces of the three old men were a little unnatural, and they didn't say anything more. They pretended to start discussing chess to change the topic.

Ye Feng heheed twice, and then returned to the entrance of Fuyuan Pavilion, and sat on the chair just like the fat man and got up bored.

At this time, Ye Feng remembered what Fatty and Ma Tiao said before, it is better to come out and find something to do, so he couldn't help asking: "You two don't go to school anymore, what are you going to do?"

The fat man and Ma Tiao looked at each other, and the fat man said:

"I plan to follow Uncle Mao, help him look around the store, and occasionally take on the job of catching ghosts and exorcising evil spirits. Don't tell me, there are always so many people who come to Uncle Jiu every month, saying that they have encountered dirty things and the like. Among people, there are always one or two who have actually encountered those things.”

Ma Tiao nodded and said: "That's right, since you know the techniques left by these ancestors, you have to use this ability to the fullest."

Ye Feng also nodded after hearing this, and said, "How about this, the three of us just open a shop and just do ghost hunting and exorcism."

Hearing this, both of them cheered up, and the fat man asked, "What do you mean? That is, let's rent a shop and open a Mr. Yin Yang shop like this?"

Ye Feng shook his head and said: "No, what I mean is to open a special store for ghost hunting."

The fat man said, "Yes, but it can't be called a ghost hunting shop, right? You can't get a business license."

Ye Feng glanced at him contemptuously, and said, "We didn't open this in the open, what kind of license do we need? Which little red house have you seen with a business license?"

"That's right, what you mean is, let's sell dog meat on a pedestal, and openly build plank roads to secretly store warehouses." The fat man said with a mischievous eyebrow.

Hearing this, Ma Tiao couldn't help but glared at Fatty, and said, "It's not as troublesome as you said. What Brother Feng means is that we engage in underground work and secretly open a ghost hunting shop."

Ye Feng nodded and said: "That's right, sneak into the village, don't shoot. Just let the very few people in need know about our shop. As for ordinary people, they don't know the existence of ghost hunting shops at all. "

Therefore, the plan of this ghost hunting shop started to be discussed with the three of them.

In the end, Ye Feng decided to rent a storefront in one place, start a small business, and then do supernatural work.Just like what the fat man said, come to build the plank road in the open, and keep the warehouse in the dark.Or to put it bluntly, it is selling dog meat as sheep's tricks.

But what kind of store should be opened to reach those who have encountered supernatural things?
To be honest, this is really hard to think about.After thinking for a long time, the three of them did not improve.

Taoist Qingfeng came over at this time, and said to Ye Feng: "Xiao Feng, your soul is still seriously damaged, there is no way to continue like this, and I don't know when it will recover."

Ye Feng nodded and smiled wryly, his spirit was indeed a bit tricky.But for the soul, Ye Feng can only cultivate and take care of it slowly, other than that, there is probably no other way.

Just thinking of this, Taoist Qingfeng continued: "Old friend Xiao Quan said that there is something in his home that can help you regain your spirit. Let me tell you that you must go to his place."

"Must?" Ye Feng asked a little speechlessly.

Taoist Qingfeng nodded and said:
"During the Taoism conference, you helped his granddaughter regain face and gave him face, so he thanked you very much. He knew that your soul was damaged too badly, so he told you to go to his house. He used His master gave him a piece of Shenxiao faction to help you stabilize your soul."

In fact, Ye Feng is still looking forward to recovering his soul, but he is worried that it is just a polite way, how embarrassing it is for him to really go?Immediately, he asked again: "Are you really asking me to go?"

The fat man spoke first this time: "To tell you the truth, Xiao Wanxin told both of us to take you to their house when you came back."

Ye Feng said dubiously: "Even so, I'm embarrassed to go, and I didn't tell me..."

Before he finished speaking, the fat man took out his mobile phone and dialed a number, then said to the mobile phone:

"Hey, sister Wanxin? Well, it's like this. Brother Feng said you didn't invite him personally, so he's embarrassed to go..."

Ye Feng: "..."

"Yeah, um, ok." After a while, the fat man handed the phone to Ye Feng.Ye Feng took the phone over with a dark face, and heard a pleasant voice inside saying, "Ye Feng?"

Ye Feng hurriedly agreed, and explained: "Don't listen to the fat man's nonsense, I feel embarrassed to disturb you..."

Ye Feng felt that it was better not to explain.

On the other end of the phone, Xiao Wanxin smiled and said, "I understand, come on, my grandpa said, I must help you recover."

(End of this chapter)