Over Yulun Mountain, a red light flashed across, then turned into a small dot and quickly disappeared into the sky.
The red light was the mountain jelly, and the red hair on its body stood up.
It was flying very fast, and the air around it made a "sizzling" sound.
Wang Jian was lying on Shan Yao's back, his hair was messed up by the wind, and he squinted his eyes slightly and looked at the mountains and hills below.
"That's the Yulun Mountains.
Have you seen the black piece behind it?"
Wang Jian said lightly.
Shan Gao glanced down and nodded: "I see, it's the Forbidden Land of Death, right?"
"Yes, that's where I entered Tianlong Cemetery."
Wang Jian sighed: "Well, after I was killed, I don't know what happened next.
Now I can only wait for my cultivation to recover, and I don't know about the Yuan Kong Mirror.
Is it still in my Dantian?
If it is, I can know what happened in Tianlong Cemetery."
"You have to hide your identity well now, and you can't let those guys know that you are still alive."
Shan Yao whispered: "When you have the opportunity in the future, you can take revenge.
Back then, my body was sealed by Junxi, and my spirit was also beaten.
Five thousand years have passed since I entered the Immortal Jade, and I have lost confidence in regaining my physical body, and I don’t know when I will be able to return to heaven again.”
Wang Jian smiled mockingly to himself: "Hey, I don't know if I can still take revenge."
Yulun Mountains, the imperial mausoleum below the dragon vein.
In the main tomb chamber.
The woman in white sat quietly next to the coffin.
Suddenly, she stood up, her face full of caution.
A weak voice came from the coffin: "Bai Yan, you feel that there is no breath passing by here."
"It's a divine beast, a low-level divine beast."
The woman in white frowned slightly and said calmly.
"Isn't it sent by Pixiu'er?"
The woman in white shook her head: "That guy is probably just passing by here.
He has already gone far.
You take good care of your injuries.
When the spirit recovers, I will put the nigger into this spirit coffin.
We will make long-term plans then."
"Okay, I get it."
Yulun City, Tianhua District.
A baby-faced young man in shabby clothes was walking slowly on the street.
His hair was messy, the white cotton-padded jacket on his upper body was all patched, and the cotton trousers underneath were also patched.
On his feet was a pair of bright red cloth shoes, which gave people the first impression He's just a beggar, and he's just a Tubby.
The young man was Wang Jian, and Shan Yao turned into the size of a puppy and followed him.
Since Shan Yao is a spiritual being, ordinary mortals cannot see it.
Pedestrians on the street gave way when they saw Wang Jian, fearing that Wang Jian would come up to them to beg.
It was already past seven in the morning, and most of the pedestrians on the street were office workers.
Walking to a bus stop, Wang Jian sat down.
"Hey, aren't you leaving?
Why are you staying here?"
Shan Yao asked doubtfully.
Wang Jian smiled: "You'll find out later."
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There were many people waiting in front of the bus stop.
When they saw Wang Jian talking to himself and looking at Wang Jian's clothes, they immediately classified Wang Jian as mentally ill.
Wang Jian smiled self-deprecatingly and continued: "I will take you to dinner later."
"Is the food in the earthly world as delicious as the food in the heavenly world?
Besides, I exist as a spirit now.
It doesn't matter whether I eat it or not."
"But I'm hungry.
I still need to eat, drink and sleep before I recover."
Wang Jian curled his lips and said.
"Didi."
A bus drove over, stopped immediately, and the door opened on its own.
Suddenly, people in front of the platform crowded to get on the bus.
Wang Jian stared closely at a man with short hair and glasses.
He was squeezing at the back of the crowd.
While the woman in front was squeezing to get on the bus, he quickly put his hands into the woman's purse, and then took out a He picked up his cell phone, then turned around and left quickly, his movements very skillful.
Wang Jian smiled and said to Shanjie: "Let's go."
After saying that, he stood up and followed the short-haired man with glasses.
After the man with short hair and glasses succeeded, his face was full of smiles and he quickly walked to a bus stop diagonally across the road.
Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, Wang Jian dodged and passed by the short-haired man with glasses.
He raised his hand with a big mouth, and then disappeared without leaving even an afterimage.
The man with short hair and glasses was stunned.
In an instant, his face turned ugly.
He touched his face with his hand, looked around and said, "Who the hell, please stand up for me."
Wang Jian ran to an alley and stopped.
There was a black wallet in his hand.
It belonged to the man with short hair and glasses.
When Wang Jian opened his wallet, what he didn't expect was that there were more than two thousand yuan in cash, and the rest were some bank cards and ID cards.
"This thief is really rich, bringing so much cash with him when he goes out."
Wang Jian murmured.
He took out the cash and threw the wallet into the trash can.
Shan Gao grinned and said, "You're good at it, you can even rob a thief of his money."
"Oh, there's no way."
Wang Jian smiled and said, "Come on, come with me to buy a suit of clothes and get a haircut.
I want to dress up."
"What are you dressing up for?"
Shan Jia asked confused.
An hour later, Wang Jian appeared on the streets of Tianhua District again.
I saw that he was wearing a pair of sunglasses and a new set of clothes, except that he was wearing a gray robe.
There was a big Yin Yang Bagua on the back of the robe, and he was holding a long peach tree in his hand.
Sword, these two things he bought from a veteran in the downtown area for more than 300 yuan.
"Fortune telling, fortune telling, fortune telling, feng shui reading, determining graves and houses, moving houses and moving wealth."
Wang Jian shouted, waving the peach wood sword in his hand from time to time.
"Do you think you can do this?"
Shanjiao said speechlessly.
Wang Jian nodded: "There will definitely be some supernatural events coming to our door.
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Regardless of whether they are true or false, just catch the ghost."
As soon as he finished speaking, a short man in a white uniform with the word "urban management" on his arm pointed at Wang Jian and said: "Stinky Taoist priest, go to the downtown area and shout.
Stop shouting and yelling on the street."
Wang Jian was startled, pointed at him and said: "I see your hall is black, there must be a bloody disaster."
As he said that, he winked at Shan Gao.
"Blood on you, Male Gobi.
Believe it or not, I will kill you."
"The city manager was cursing me and saying he wanted to kill me, so I just said he had a blood vessel problem," Wang Jian shouted.
Immediately, pedestrians on the roadside gathered around.
These days, every move of urban management has attracted all kinds of attention from the society.
In China, when talking about urban management, everyone will give a thumbs up and say something awesome.
The short man gritted his teeth and said, "You said I had a bloody disaster, weren't you cursing me?"
"I curse you, but my calculations are very accurate."
Wang Jian sneered: "If you don't believe me, just take a look, I feel that you will definitely suffer a bloody disaster in a minute or so."
As he said, he was afraid that the world would not be chaotic and said: "Everyone Look, my calculation is accurate."
As soon as he finished speaking, the short man suddenly fell to the ground and was so hard that his two front teeth flew out from his mouth: