But now that they are resting, I can only give up the idea of ​​looking for Chang Wuju for the time being.

After some thought, he dialed Gao Zhuo's phone number and made an appointment with him to listen to a play in a teahouse.

Gao Zhuo had actually been waiting for this call from him for a long time.

After receiving the call, he hurried over. The two sat on a loose chair, sipping the fragrant tea in the cup, and chatted casually.

"Please tell me how many real things Mr. Song has passed on to you, and whether he has already introduced you to it."

Gao Zhuo curiously inquired about Xu Tong's apprenticeship.

In response to this, Xu Tong just said yes, and even if he said it, he didn't say anything, which made Gao Zhuo scratch his hair anxiously.

"Can you come to our Xiangxi? I ​​want to ask you to do a favor. Don't worry, our family will be very grateful after this matter is completed."

“Xiangxi??”

Xu Tong frowned and ran to Xiangxi before he had finished handling his affairs in City L. Besides, even if he agreed, Mr. Song would not agree.

I have just started, and I don’t know how much homework I have to do. I haven’t even finished reading the book “Theory of Adjusting the Spirit”, so I don’t have the energy to go to western Hunan.

But then again, Gao Zhuo's strength is not bad, and there is nothing he needs his help with.

Faced with Xu Tong's rejection, Gao Zhuo could only tell him honestly. He looked straight and said: "To tell you the truth, if you are really of Mr. Xue Gui's lineage, do you really want to do this?

You can't fly away, your family owes this to our family."

"owe??"

Xu Tong raised his eyebrows slightly and turned his head to look at Gao Zhuo.

"To tell you the truth, my old man and your master went to a ghost cave together. It was this trip that caused my old man to lose one of his three souls and seven souls. It was your master who boiled the ink of resentment into a pill.

It was a temporary make-up.”

The resentful ink that Gao Zhuo was talking about was the black liquid that Mr. Song had drawn from the corpse before. He didn't expect that this thing could have such an effect.

Although Xu Tong was deeply surprised, he also believed Gao Zhuo's words.

"Later, I said that I would go down again when I had the chance to help my old man get that soul back. But then the Maoshan murder case broke out. When your master heard the news, he left as soon as he said he wanted to. My old man

That soul has not been recovered to this day.”

"oh!"

Hearing this, Xu Tong couldn't help but his eyes lit up and asked: "What you are talking about can't be from 1968, right?"

"you know!!"

Gao Zhuo sat up, but Xu Tong waved his hand and casually told him about meeting his master Xue Gui on the train. After speaking, he said to Gao Zhuo: "I have a special mission here. It seems that I have to go back to that place."

Let’s go to the old days, how about we come together?”

It was originally a joke, but Gao Zhuo was shocked when he heard it. He waved his hands repeatedly and said: "No, no, no, I won't go. I'm crazy. This is the last carnival in the end of the Dharma era. Everyone is a ruthless person. I'm full."

Are you trying to find excitement in a script like this? I won’t go, I won’t go!!”
Chapter completed!