Chapter 549: Where is Old Ghost Huang

Mu Zening wanted to ask again, but the old Taoist left in his sleeves.
He didn't know where he had provoke the other party, but he felt very frustrated. He traveled all the way to this mountain and finally found the so-called expert, but he still couldn't find the answer.
He wanted to know why Su Zi came alive.
And why would you live in Mu Zi's body?
How can I let her go back? ! Even if you can't return to Su Zi's previous body, at least...at least it can't be Mu Zi!
Mu Zi is his sister!
What he needs is a wife, not a sister!
Mu Zening was emotionally depressed, and there was another pain that was gnawed by thousands of ants.
He thought he should be happy when Su Zi was resurrected, but the fact was... it caused him more pain than when she died.
When descending, there were rapid footsteps behind him.
Mu Zening looked back and saw a little Taoist hurried down the steps and waved to him.
Mu Zening was suspicious, wondering if it was the old Taoist priest who changed his mind? Today he came to ask for advice in good faith.
The little Taoist ran to the front, smiling somewhat flatteringly, "Mr. Mu, you shouldn't mention this today. This is a taboo. Of course the observer will get angry."
"Big taboo?" Mu Zening puzzled.
The little Taoist said: "It's like asking a serious businessman about tax evasion and tax evasion. Shouldn't the other party be angry?"
Suddenly, Mu Zening must have felt that he was insulted?
The little Taoist said: "You have to inquire about people, or inquire about things. In fact, it is more convenient to find people underneath."
Mu Zening looked up and down the little Taoist priest, knowing it well. It seems that even if it is a clean place with clear mountains and bright moons, there are indispensable people who fish for oil and water.
He took some money from the wallet and handed it to the little Taoist: "Tell me what you know."
The little Taoist smiled deeper, and hurriedly put money into his clothes, and said: "There is a corpse to restore the soul. As long as there is a suitable soul body and a suitable Horcrux, it is very likely to succeed. However, this ritual is very detrimental and common. The mage dared not try easily, and whether the ritual can be achieved, he also pays attention to the right time and place, so... borrowing the corpse to restore the soul, the chance of success is very small, and those who can do this kind of rite can be counted by the fingers of one hand."
Mu Zening thought for a while and asked him, "Do you know anyone who can do this kind of ritual? Can your master do it? I have something urgent."
"Mr. Mu, just like the master said, this is evil devil's way. Our Taoist temple will never be tainted with this kind of detrimental thing. You really came to the wrong place today." The little Taoist reminded him, "Did you listen I said, a person named Huang Banxian?"
Mu Zening frowned, "Huang...half fairy?"
"Yes." The little Taoist nodded, "This man dares to do anything as long as he gives money. There are many evil methods, so some people call him Huang Laogui. If you want to know about borrowing a corpse to resurrect your soul, you'd better find him ."
"Where is he now?" Mu Zening asked.
The little Taoist smiled, shook his head and said nothing.
Mu Zening pondered for a moment, then took out some money from the wallet and gave him another question, "Where is the old ghost Huang?"
The little Taoist hesitated a little, staring at the money in Mu Zening's hand, "Old Huang is out of ghosts...It is really not easy for ordinary people to find him..."
He stretched out his hand to take the money, and then said, "However, I have a way to find him."
The little Taoist instructed Mu Zening, said a place name in an ear, and told him: "I don't know the exact time, but every year he will go there for a few days."
Mu Zening frowned when he heard this. The answer was too unreliable. Let alone that the place was hidden in a wilderness mountain village, and there was no accurate time, would he be going to wait for it?
"This person is so good, why hide?" Mu Zening couldn't help asking, "Does he have enemies?"