Chapter 98: Herbicide

The next day, Zhang Hansheng opened his eyes and found a big face close to him. He suppressed the stressful killing intent with all his strength, and he was about to hurt the opponent.
The person involved, Shen Fengyue, had a pair of big eyes open, her eyelashes blinked up and down quickly, and then she moved her face forward again: "Dao Master, you are finally awake!"
Zhang Hansheng was slightly dazed, as if he was wondering how he would be so low alert when he was with this grass spirit. Seeing Shen Fengyue approaching her face without embarrassment, he stretched out a hand and poked the cinnabar in the center of his brow.
The strength was slight, but Shen Fengyue still tilted his head back in cooperation.
After giving up, he put his hand on his forehead in a gesture, and said curiously: "Daoist?"
"No." Zhang Hansheng put down his crossed legs, put his feet in his shoes and made a gesture to leave. Seeing Shen Fengyue still staying in place, he turned his head to look at him.
"???" Shen Fengyue stayed in his two words, "not allowed" what? What does this mean? Can't this cold ice cube make it clear all at once?
Zhang Hansheng thought he had a heart-to-heart relationship with Shen Fengyue, but after unilaterally making eye contact for a long time, and the other party did not respond at all, he had to give up, and reluctantly moved his mouth: "Go ahead."
"Oh." Shen Fengyue followed behind him.
Cultivating disciples should not slack off the experience of being greedy for comfortable illusions, so Zhang Hansheng only intends to live here for one night and set off at dawn the next day.
As soon as they came downstairs, they left when they wanted to get their deposit back, but they heard anecdotes.
The innkeeper underneath was arguing with a guest. Shen Fengyue listened to it and found that, to be precise, the owner was blamed unilaterally by the guest.
The guest checked out to the boss and complained and criticized. The boss can only pay him with an apologetic smile.
The content of the complaint is that this inn is haunted.
Haunted inn? Shen Fengyue raised her ears.
From their conversations, Shen Fengyue and Zhang Hansheng learned the truth of the matter.
It turned out that this inn was built ten years ago, it belongs to the old inn, and it has some reputation in the local area. But since last year, all the guests who live here will hear ghosts wailing in the middle of the night and see some phantoms that are not part of the world, so the inn has been haunted and started to wear it from then on.
Because of the haunting, gradually fewer people come. Moreover, there is another shocking incident recently. I don't know when it started, and there was an incident of missing girls in the small town. Someone found a corpse with blood sucked and thrown away in a nearby barren forest.
As soon as this rumor came out, the families with daughters in the town were so frightened that they closed their doors tightly and told their girls to avoid going out. But even so, missing girls still happen frequently. For a time, the town was full of noises.
The owner and the shop Xiaoer made an apology before sending the guest out politely, and then sighed at the counter.
Zhang Hansheng was going to leave, but his mind moved. Shen Fengyue has been observing him, and somehow she knew what he meant: "You want to help them?"
He nodded, and then walked to the boss: "The store is a disciple of Tianzhaomen. It is a bounden duty to cast demons and eliminate demons. If you want to relieve the troubles of the store, can you please inform the store about the specific situation?"
Zhang Daochang is a serious person in terms of appearance, appearance, and tone of voice, and he can stand up to the scrutiny.
The boss glanced up and down quickly, and finally withdrew his gaze from the Zhaotianmen waist card hung around his waist, and his tone suddenly became polite: "The Daoist is very enthusiastic, I am really grateful." Zhaotianmen is the big sect of catching monsters. This person has Zhaotianmen's waist card, so he must be reliable.
"Presumably Dao Chang has just heard from the guest official. Since last year, the shop has been haunted. The haunted rooms are not fixed and change from time to time. It is really hard to figure out. I have also hired some alchemists. But it can't solve the problem." The boss sighed, "If the matter can't be solved anymore, this old store may be closed to thank customers."
Zhang Hansheng nodded, indicating that he knew it, and persuaded: "The store should not continue to worry, so I will stay here for more time, and I am willing to help the store to solve problems."
Hearing this, the boss bowed his fist and bowed in a salute: "Thank you very much. This old store that has been run since my father's generation is up to you."
Zhang Hansheng also bowed in salute, and he dared not be it. This is what he should do.
Shen Fengyue has been watching from the side, seeing this old and young behavior, only feels that although Leng Bingzhu looks boring, he has a strong sense of justice.
Kind of cute...
"Wait a minute!" Zhang Hansheng had negotiated with the boss, but at this time, Cheng Yaojin suddenly shot out.
He didn't know where he came from, suddenly came in front of the crowd, and slapped his hand on the counter with a strong sense of existence.
Shen Fengyue turned to look at this "Cheng Yaojin". Cheng Yaojin was also wearing white, but I don't know whether it is his personal temperament or Shen Fengyue's too strong subjectivity. This person wearing a white suit cannot be compared with Zhang Hansheng. Whether it is the jade pendant on his waist or the circle of white hair around his neck, they all look particularly vulgar.
"Wait the store owner, Zai Xia is also proficient in Qimen Dunjia, the technique of lowering demons and eliminating demons. Please let Zai come down to deal with this matter." Cheng Yaojin said wildly.
Shen Fengyue snorted coldly, sigh, arrogant child, how dare to compare with my Zhang Daochang?
The boss seems to be extremely embarrassed. He has already negotiated with people, but he suddenly kills him. Besides, he doesn’t think he is dressed like a serious monster hunter, but rather like a rich young master wandering around with nothing to do. .
"This... I have already agreed to this Taoist chief, it's really not good to trouble you anymore." The boss sneered and declined him.
However, Cheng Yaojin didn't take it seriously, saying that he wanted to compete fair and honest with Zhang Hansheng, and secretly belittle the latter, which seemed unprofessional.
"In the next name, Fu Zhengguang, it means being upright and upright." Cheng Yaojin said, oh no, it should be Fu Zhengguang.
The other party was so provocative that he couldn't wait to jump on him arrogantly, but Zhang Hansheng still looked unmoved. Shen Fengyue asked him why he was not angry.
Zhang Hansheng replied with confidence: "Why should I be angry?"
Shen Fengyue: "He provoked you like that."
"Let him go."
"..."
Okay, it's a stuffy ice cube, so stuffy, what can I do in the future without Lord Shen.
A spontaneous sense of mission was born, and the father-loving Shen Ye came forward and stood up to protect his boring son
"This son. My surname is Shen, Fengyue, the word is strong, he is not talented, he has superb spiritual power since he was a child, and has a sense of all things, such small facts as ghost hunting." He said that he seemed to be interested. Looking at Zhang Hansheng, there is a sense of inviting credit.
But the latter opened his lips slightly, as if to say something, but did not say anything in the end.
Don’t you call Shencaocao...?
Shen Fengyue used his brain to guess what this wood was thinking, and he glared at him before you sink the grass.
After staring at Zhang Hansheng, he did not forget what was going on. He pointed his finger at Zhang Hansheng and said, "This is my master, Zhang Hansheng, a man of eight hundred strong men, a vigorous life, powerful, and far above me. My master has a good heart. , I just took over this thing. You, the little boy who emerged from an unknown mountain, dare to compete with my master and apprentice. It's so shameless, so rampant!"
"You!" Fu Zhengguang has never seen anyone so clever, "Spoken and eloquent!"
Zhang Hansheng saw this scene, and Shen Fengyue who stood in front of him was like a cockfighting with great fighting spirit, it was amazing. He couldn't help but let out a soft laugh, which was so abrupt that it attracted Shen Fengyue's side eyes, but when he turned his head, he found that they had already converged back.
Even the arc of the corner of the mouth disappeared without a trace.
In the end, Fu Zhengguang unilaterally announced that he would compete with them, then let out a cold snort and arrogantly left.
Shen Fengyue: "..." It's true that he didn't understand this operation. What do you think of this person?
Shen Fengyue, who had returned from the victory, was in a very good mood, and he seemed to be flying around in circles in the air. He thought this way, but when he was really light on his feet and found that he had been an inch off the ground, he immediately sank in fright.
Scared to death, almost forgetting that he is no longer human. Just now was so overwhelmed that he was about to take off.
Shen Fengyue didn't dare to make any trouble, for fear that some human beings around here would scare him like that.
He followed Zhang Hansheng upstairs, and when he came to the door, the person in front of him suddenly stopped and pulled back.
Unprepared braking, Shen Fengyue didn't have time to withdraw her strength, and under the influence of inertia, she rushed into the straight back of the person in front of her.
Only a dull impact was heard.
Shen Fengyue's nose was sore, he covered his nose aggrievedly, and raised his eyes to look at Zhang Hansheng with his back facing him: "Master Dao, why are you stopping?" QAQ hurts, it shouldn't be broken. Right.
Zhang Hansheng turned around. He was just a head taller than Shen Fengyue. At this moment, the two were very close, so that he could look at him condescendingly.
"What did you call me just now?" He said lightly.
Shen Fengyue rubbed his nose, not knowing why: "Daoist?"
Zhang Hansheng was silent for a moment, and then said: "It's not your master here."
"???"
In Shen Fengyue's doubts, Zhang Hansheng had already entered the door, with both hands gestured to close the door, but Shen Fengyue hurriedly grabbed the door. Upon seeing this, he hurriedly relaxed some strength, afraid of hurting him.
"Master? Do you really want to be my master?" Shen Fengyue couldn't believe that this guy had such a long reflection arc? Suddenly asking a question after such a long time, it turned out to be because he had just made up a random name when talking to Fu Zhengguang.
Zhang Hansheng shook his head: "No, I will be a teacher for a day and be a father for life, and my ability to play is temporarily not up to that point."
"..." To be honest, Shen Fengyue still likes to tease honest people. An honest person like Taoist Ice Cube, everyone wants to bully him.
He did so, and shouted directly and neatly: "Dad."
"..."
It seemed that he was afraid that he would not understand, so he changed his name: "Daddy."
Zhang Hansheng: "..."
"Cough." The shout made his ears red. Zhang Hansheng's slender index finger, poked Shen Fengyue's brows a little red, pushed him back slightly, and then closed the door with a bang, "No shouting, What style of success."
Shen Fengyue was pushed out by someone, and she was still dissatisfied. She stuck it on the door and said to the gap: "You can't be my master now. Do you think you can be my father again when you have the ability?"
"I don't know how to be ashamed!" Zhang Hansheng had already sat at the table, and couldn't help yelling when he heard that someone outside the door was not ashamed to say such a big thing. Then I recite the Qingxin Mantra in my heart, trying to dispel the irritability in my heart and the wild words of outsiders.
But the people outside the door are still lying on the door, trying to change back to the prototype and pass through the gap in the door. Luye had just sneaked in and was discovered.
"Don't come in."
After being warned, the green leaf slid and took it back. Shen Fengyue outside the door was really not wronged: "Zhang Daochang, I will not let you be my father, and you are still so tough to me. You didn't even let me in, I was so wronged."
Zhang Hansheng didn't even lift his eyelids: "Nonsense."
"Eh, oh, oh, oh! —"
"Let me in, let me in, let me in, I want to go in, go in!!!"
"I want to go in, QAQ, will you let me in—"
"You let me... um um um um um!!!!!!"
Outside the door, Shen Fengyue was still dancing with his roots and clutching the gap in the door. He was so noisy, and suddenly Zhang Hansheng threw a silence technique and immediately couldn't speak.
"Oh, oh, oh, oh!" You dare to mute me!
"You are not allowed to enter the house tonight." Ren Er, Zhang Daochang was indifferent and unmoved.
Shen Fengyue lingered at the door for a long time. After seeing that there was really no hope of entering the house, she had to give up and went to sleep in a vacant room.
He wrapped the quilt around his body, rolled over and fell asleep in a daze.
During his dreams, he kept hearing a voice calling pain in his ear.