The opening inherited the old heavenly master, and the supernatural bureau invited me out of the mountain.
2 The old village chief: It wasn’t that Zhang Tianshi didn’t want to go down the mountain, but he was asking for incense money! new book

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“……”

The three of them felt that their intelligence had been insulted.

The corners of the mature man's mouth twitched. He reached out and cupped his fists at the young Taoist priest."Master Zhang, let me introduce myself. My name is Lin Zhantao, the captain of the 13th team of the National Supernatural Investigation Bureau. This is my vice-captain, Shen Muyun.”

The short-haired woman clasped her fists when she heard the introduction.

"Zhang Qingxuan."

The young Taoist priest returned the gesture with the Taiji Seal. A hint of unnoticeable doubt flashed across his brows.

What was the Supernatural Investigation Bureau? An organization that specializes in investigating and managing supernatural events?

Did such a place really exist?

What were the two captains doing here?

One question gave rise to a series of questions.

Zhang Qingxuan had a premonition.

These two people were definitely up to no good!

"We took the liberty to visit this time because we want to ask Celestial Master Zhang for help.”

After the self-introduction, the bearded Lin Zhantao didn't waste any time and went straight to the point.

"There was a mysterious disappearance in Jiangnan University. Eight female students went missing, but no matter how we investigated, we couldn't find any clues. It was as if these eight people had disappeared into thin air.”

" Moreover, during this period of time, there were also students jumping off buildings, cutting their wrists, hanging themselves in the toilet, and other various suicide incidents happening in Jiangnan University…"

F * ck!

As expected, nothing good happened!

Listening to Lin Zhantao's story, Zhang Qingxuan cursed in his heart!

He had transmigrated to this world.

As soon as he transmigrated, he inherited this Celestial Master Manor.

In order to make a living, he had successfully become a charlatan. After so many years, he had barely survived starvation.

Although he relied on reading and comprehending all kinds of books in the Celestial Master Residence, he still had some real skills and was not a pure fraud.

However, if the Supernatural Investigation Bureau couldn't solve such a thorny problem, they definitely couldn't handle it!

If they were lucky, nothing would happen, and they would return empty-handed.

But what if he was unlucky?

Such a scene appeared in Zhang Qingxuan's mind.

In the dark night, a group of people stood behind him and shouted at the haunted school building,"Damn ghosts, the Heavenly Master of Dragon Tiger Mountain is here.”

Then, a large group of malicious ghosts floated out of the teaching building and directly cut themselves into several pieces…

No, no, no!

No!

Absolutely not!

He had to think of a way to refuse!

Zhang Qingxuan had goosebumps as his brain worked quickly.

"Master Zhang…"

"Master Zhang, are you listening?"

Lin Zhantao saw that Zhang Qingxuan stood there without any reaction after he talked non-stop, so he raised his voice and shouted.

"I'm listening."

Zhang Qingxuan came back to his senses. He coughed lightly and said,""This…It's not that I don't want to go with you, but I'm the only one in the residence now. I can't go too far away, or else, the ancestor's incense line will be cut off!”

Lin Zhantao's brows furrowed, then slowly relaxed. Finally, he let out a long sigh and said,"Forget it. Since that's the case, let's…"

As he spoke.

Lin Zhantao suddenly felt someone poking his arm. He turned around and saw the old village chief moving behind him.

The old village chief whispered,"Leader, Master Zhang said the same thing once. Then, that person gave him 5,000 yuan. Master Zhang went down the mountain without saying anything!"”

“……”

So that was how it was!

Realization dawned on Lin Zhantao. His gaze locked onto a blue receipt code on the table. He took out his phone and scanned it. Then, he entered a 5 and four 0s without hesitation.

Last time, he gave her 5,000 yuan.

50,000 yuan should be enough, right?

Buzz…

The phone in his pocket vibrated twice, and then a voice sounded,"Spending money, 50,000 yuan…"

Zhang Qingxuan was speechless.

"This isn't about money."

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