Hong Kong Ghost Story: I've become an apprentice of Chung Fat-pak and will only play in the pea

He carried that jar with him for decades, and it possessed a special connection to him.

But apart from him, no one else can sense it.

"Oh, is that so? Is there anything I can do to help you?" Lin Xuan said while driving.

He was quite interested in this so-called Mao Mo.

To be called a demon and to have lived for 500 years, even while sealed, must mean that it is not weak.

Killing the opponent will definitely earn you a lot of merit points.

"Just give me a place to stay, and I'll find Mao Mo!"

Zhang Shiyi frowned, thought for a moment, and then realized that he was unfamiliar with the area and that even if he had a sense of familiarity, it would be difficult to find the person.

So he took out a pen and paper, wrote a line of text, and handed it to Lin Xuan.

"Fellow Daoist Lin, you are from the Maoshan Sect. I wonder if you have learned the art of divination. This is Mao Mo's birth date and some information. When you have time, you can use divination to calculate where it is."

"If we can calculate it, that would be best. If not, I'll just have to search for it myself. I hope the Demon-Subduing Jar won't break its seal and the Demon-Subduing Jar won't be born to harm people."

Lin Xuan took the note, saw some information about Mao Mo, and a flash of inspiration struck him, finally understanding what the plot was all about.

Ghost hunter!

There's a guy named Mao Mo inside, and he's definitely not weak!

Even when fighting alone, Zhang Shiyi couldn't defeat Mao Mo, who was not fully recovered and could even be described as extremely weak.

They were beaten terribly!

In the end, Zhang Shiyi was able to defeat Mao Mo by relying on his ancestral magic weapon, a bit of luck, and the help of his accomplices!

If a mistake is made, it's uncertain who will die.

In reality, Zhang Shiyi might not be so lucky.

Knowing the plot and where Mao Mo is now, Lin Xuan has some guesses.

“Fellow Daoist Zhang, if you find Mao Mo, please let me know. I can lend you a hand,” Lin Xuan said.

Zhang Shiyi is going to deal with Mao Mo all by himself, and he might just end up losing in a ditch.

Hearing Lin Xuan's words, Zhang Shi nodded in agreement, but he didn't really care.

He could sense that Lin Xuan had spiritual energy within his body. Although he was also a cultivator, his perception was not clear, and he estimated that Lin Xuan did not have much spiritual energy.

That makes sense. Logically speaking, how strong could a young man of Lin Xuan's age be? At most, he'd be at the seventh or eighth level of the Human Master realm.

Cultivators of this level are no match for Mao Mo, and they can't even intervene in the battle!

Zhang Shiyi felt that even if he couldn't deal with Mao Mo, he should at least seek help from Lin Xuan's elders.

But Zhang Shiyi couldn't refuse Lin Xuan's enthusiastic offer of help.

I simply nodded and agreed.

Lin Xuan was driving in front and only heard Zhang Shiyi agree. He didn't see Zhang Shiyi's expression and was unaware that he was being looked down upon.

A dozen minutes later, Lin Xuan drove to the hotel he had booked.

For the next period of time, Zhang Shiyi stayed here.

Just as Lin Xuan was helping Zhang Shiyi arrange accommodation.

Qi family.

At this moment, the demon-slaying jar that sealed Mao Mo was being banged on by a fake master.

The fake master muttered to himself while banging on the demon-slaying jar.

"It must be so exciting to be rich! Spending over a million yuan on this thing, and calling it an antique? I think it's more like a toilet seat!"

Zhang Shiyi never imagined that the ordinary jar he mentioned would be treated as an antique after it arrived in Hong Kong and sold for a sky-high price of over one million!

However, the demon-subduing jar is indeed a 500-year-old artifact, so it's fair to call it an antique. Plus, it's in excellent condition, so it can certainly fetch a good price.

The fake master, Chen Baitong, who called himself an all-powerful hermit, had a cigar in his mouth. He flicked the glowing ash at the bottom of the can and said with a chuckle, "Not only can it be used as a toilet, but I think it can also be used as an ashtray!"

He didn't care at all about the evil the Qi family spoke of.

He's been posing as a master for so long, swindling money from countless people and even facing retaliation from a gang leader, yet he's never actually seen a ghost.

Chen Baitong shook off the ash from his cigar.

The ash fell to the bottom of the jar, and the sparks instantly ignited the seal inside the jar, causing a wisp of white smoke to rise from it.

The fake master Chen Baitong was immediately puzzled. Why was there smoke out of nowhere?

He reached into the jar and felt around, but found nothing.

"really weird!"

Chen Baitong was puzzled and initially felt that the jar was indeed a bit strange. Finally, after thinking about it, he threw the whole cigar in.

"Let's see what you can conjure up!"

After a long while, the jar remained motionless.

Chen Baitong breathed a sigh of relief and just turned around to look at the bookshelf when a ghostly hand threw the cigar out of the jar.

Bang!

The cigar hit Chen Baitong on the back of the head.

Inside the demon-slaying jar, a third of the talisman had been burned by the sparks, and it could barely contain the demon. A ghostly hand had already broken the seal!

It was this ghostly hand that picked up the cigar and threw it at him.

"what!"

Chen Baitong touched the back of his head where he had been hit by a cigar, looked at the jar, and felt that something was really strange.

There's something wrong with this jar!

Boom boom boom!

There was a knock on the study door.

Qi Dachuan pushed open the door and walked in. "Master, is this jar alright?"

Qi Dachuan's mistress, Meibao, also looked at Chen Baitong nervously.

Mei Bao and Chen Baitong were also lovers. This time, she invited Chen Baitong to join forces to swindle Qi Dachuan out of money.

Chen Baitong looked at the demon-subduing jar, shook his head, and said deceptively, "This thing is extraordinary, but it doesn't matter. I'll seal it with a talisman! When I get back, I'll set up the altar and perform the ritual, and after forty-nine days, the merit will be complete!"

After saying that, Chen Baitong took out a talisman he had drawn himself to fool people, stuck it on the demon-slaying jar, and then turned to leave.

This jar is too eerie; he doesn't want to stay any longer!

"How much, Master?" Qi Dachuan asked.

"Oh, this is priceless, I'll explain the cost to you slowly!"

Chen Baitong went out, and Qi Dachuan and Meibao followed to see him off.

With the help of an inside man, Master Chen Baitong's image was truly established.

Unbeknownst to the three of them, after they left, a large plume of white smoke once again erupted from the demon-slaying jar. This time, the demon was completely unsealed!

……

Lin Xuan found a hotel for Zhang Shiyi, gave him a few Hong Kong dollars for daily expenses, and then left.

After all, we're kindred spirits, so it's only right to show some hospitality as hosts.

And if I go to Longhu Mountain in the future, I can ask Zhang Shiyi for help.

On the way, Lin Xuan called Jin Maiji.

In the coffee shop, Lin Xuan sat across from Jin Maiji and Meng Chao.

"Jin Maiji, I want you to help me investigate someone. Could you check if there's a councilor named Qi Dachuan? If you find him, give me his information and home address," Lin Xuan said after ordering a coffee.

Finding the address of an ordinary person is not difficult for Lin Xuan; he can deduce it directly using the Feng Hou Qi Men method.

However, we live in the information age, not ancient times. It's not that complicated to find out a member of parliament's address.

The police station and GGT headquarters can find this kind of information very quickly. Lin Xuan isn't stupid; why would he waste his spiritual energy using Feng Hou Qi Men to investigate such a thing?

Overkill.

"Qi Dachuan?"

Jin Maiji's face turned somewhat strange. "Instructor Lin, why are you investigating Qi Dachuan? Has something happened to him?"

Jin Maiji's expression surprised Lin Xuan. "Jin Maiji, do you know Qi Dachuan?"

Kim Mak nodded. "He's my distant cousin. We haven't been in touch for a few years, but I do know where he lives."

Lin Xuan never expected that Jin Maiji and Qi Dachuan could have this kind of relationship, and now he directly obtained Qi Dachuan's address.

After thinking it over, Lin Xuan did not take immediate action. Instead, he told Jin Maiji about Zhang Shiyi and asked him to keep an eye on Zhang Shiyi.

"If anything happens, let me know immediately."

Zhang Shiyi had just arrived in Hong Kong Island, and according to the plot, Mao Mo had not yet broken the seal, so Lin Xuan was not in a hurry.