The housekeeper opened the door a crack and looked out cautiously. He saw a young man of about eighteen or nineteen years old standing at the door wearing a Taoist robe with a peach-like face and outstanding appearance. His long black hair was tied up high. He couldn't help but He asked suspiciously: "Is Tao Zhang really an expert from the Qingyun Sect, here to catch ghosts for my young master?"

Qin Moyu nodded and showed the sect logo on the bag on his waist.

Recently, Qin Moyu has been helping people in the area to exorcise ghosts and preach, which can be regarded as making the name of Qingyun Sect a little better.

"Please come in quickly."

The housekeeper felt relieved and led the person in respectfully.

When he stepped into the deep courtyard, Qin Moyu keenly felt a Yin Qi swirling in the southeast direction.

"The Taoist Priest doesn't know that our young master has been disturbed by the evil ghost recently. He can't eat or sleep, and he has lost weight." The housekeeper couldn't help pouring out his bitter words as he walked, "It's not just the young master, but also all of us in the house." , and you can often hear the sound of people infiltrating in the middle of the night, and several maids have run away."

"Can it cause death?"

"This...isn't the case."

While they were talking, they had already arrived at the young master's courtyard. Not surprisingly, it was the place where the gloomy energy was soaring.

Qin Moyu looked at the gloomy air that covered almost half of the sky, and sighed that it was a miracle that the living people inside did not die suddenly on the spot. They just couldn't eat or sleep well.

"Butler, I said you don't need to find any Taoist priests, but they are all charlatans." A haggard-looking young man dressed in luxurious clothes stood in the yard, his face full of displeasure.

Qin Moyu smiled softly, thinking, what else do you want to ask for with just that little thing? The Jade Emperor? It would be great if I could come.

"After all, it was the master who invited me. Master, please let the Taoist priest give it a try."

When the young master heard this, he became even more unhappy and shouted: "Father is also confused. If you want to invite me, you should also invite Mr. Mo Yuan. Why did you invite such a nobody?"

Qin Moyu couldn't help but interrupt: "Master Mo Yuan is not invited by ordinary people."

After all, that's the main villain of the book.

Qin Moyu also didn't expect it. He just complained that the protagonist looked like a certain elementary school student, who died wherever he went, and then inexplicably traveled through the book. He was still a small sect with a background that was mentioned in one stroke.

"Huh." The young master was noncommittal and looked very unconvinced. He turned sideways and urged: "Since father asked you to catch ghosts, hurry up and leave if you can't catch them during lunch."

Qin Moyu was not polite, took out his compass and started looking for the source of Yin Qi.

Although I was a materialist in my previous life, I have been in the sect for a long time and have learned more or less something in this life.

After turning around, the pointer on the compass always points to the young master.

Qin Moyu: Oh.

"Why are you looking at me?" The young master was confused.

"Young Master, do you know that Mr. Mo Yuan's whereabouts are mysterious and his actions are both good and evil? If he is really here, the Young Master may have lost his head." Qin Moyu stepped forward and said leisurely.

"What do you mean?"

"It means-" Qin Moyu suddenly took out a paper charm and stuck it on the young master's forehead with a "snap" sound.

"You are so fake."

Before he finished speaking, the young master suddenly turned pale and his expression was distorted. He screamed and wanted to tear off the paper talisman, but when he touched the paper talisman, his hand was burned and black and red nails grew.

In the blink of an eye, a handsome young man turned into a disheveled evil spirit.

It's not that there were no casualties, but the young master had long been possessed by an evil spirit, and the few maids who "ran away" were probably dead long ago.

"The stinking Taoist ruined my life, so go to hell!"

The evil ghost screamed and rushed towards Qin Moyu. The overwhelming Yin Qi showed that this evil ghost was not low in cultivation. The housekeeper had long been frightened and fainted when the evil ghost appeared. When Qin Moyu saw no one around, he raised his hand and saw a red lotus karma fire. .

Biting coldness emanated from the flames. It was clear that there was a blazing flame outside the red lotus, but there was a chill that was more dangerous than the Jiuyou Nether Ice.

The enchanting lotus pattern bloomed on Qin Moyu's face, covering most of his face, and his delicate eyebrows looked even more enchanting. However, this difference made a world of difference.

The evil ghost was frozen in ice at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his screams were drowned in the ice.

Qin Moyu moved his fingers slightly, and the "lifelike" ice sculpture fell to the ground, leaving only the young master's empty body.

"It's so noisy." Qin Moyu snorted softly, took back the lotus flower, returned to his normal appearance, patted the butler awake and explained the reason, took the reward and left.

Qin Moyu was thinking about his money bag and humming, feeling that it was rare for him to come out of the Naodaojiao Sect and it would be a real loss if he didn't have some fun.

But before that, he had to go back to the inn.

…

In the inn, a man in white clothes sat beside the bed and read a book with an expressionless face. He placed a long sword next to his pillow, which was a very common style.

"I'm back, are you feeling better?"

Qin Moyu opened the door. Shen Yebai raised his head when he heard the words and became much gentler in an instant: "Don't worry, it's nothing serious."

"That's good." Qin Moyu saw that he was in good spirits and felt relieved. As soon as he sat down, he started to boast: "Ye Bai, you don't know how dangerous this trip is. There are two evil ghosts as tall as me..."

Qin Moyu made up stories one after another, which sounded interesting to Shen Yebai. Even though he knew it was a lie, he couldn't help but curl up the corners of his lips. Maybe it was because Qin Moyu's brows were so cute when he told the story.

"...Just like that, I kicked the evil ghost three feet away." Qin Moyu paused, feeling thirsty.

Shen Yebai didn't know when he sat next to Qin Moyu and handed him a glass of water: "Drink some water, it sounds very powerful."

Qin Moyu drank it all in one gulp and nodded like a chicken pecking at rice: "Yes, yes! I'm amazing."

As he spoke, his eyes as pure and bright as gemstones looked at Shen Yebai expectantly.

Like a cat begging for fish. Shen Yebai thought.

He probably could never refuse Qin Moyu: "It's really amazing."

Qin Moyu was satisfied, but still didn't say enough, so he turned to talk about another thing: "By the way, Ye Bai, you are a casual cultivator. Have you ever met Mr. Mo Yuan?"

Shen Yebai replied calmly: "No, why are you suddenly interested in him?"

"Oh, that's such a pity. I heard that Mr. Mo Yuan is very powerful at a young age but has no sect. I just think it's amazing."

——The ultimate boss villain in the book, I will definitely be interested.

"I heard that he will appear in Chengyuan City recently." Shen Yebai smiled, "That's us."

Qin Moyu suddenly became interested.

"Yebai, are you going?"

"Going to what?"

"Join in the fun!"

——Contact is impossible, so why not go to the theater?

Shen Yebai knew what Qin Moyu was thinking just by looking at him. He stood up and patted his head with a book in a funny way: "It's so lively, be careful not to get into trouble."

"You can't say that." Qin Moyu curled his lips unhappily, with an accusatory look on his face, "If I hadn't joined in the fun twice and brought you back, you would have died long ago."

Speaking of this, Shen Yebai's eyes softened a lot.

A few years ago, Shen Yebai was hunted down. He killed all the enemies while dragging his wounds. His life was about to be saved when Qin Moyu suddenly appeared and took him back to the sect.

Qin Moyu wanted to have a junior brother who could show off his power as a senior brother. He finally convinced Shen Yebai and happily went to find his master. However, the master refused and Qin Moyu was so angry that he ignored him for three months.

Although they did not join the sect, Shen Yebai and Qin Moyu got along very happily during the half-year period when they were recovering from their injuries. This young monk with a peerless appearance always had different whimsical ideas, which almost made Shen Yebai reluctant to leave.

But just barely.

After recovering from his injuries, Shen Yebai bid farewell to Qin Moyu and disappeared without a trace. Qin Moyu returned to his boring life, talking about his master every day, and was thrown out by the tired old Taoist priest to catch ghosts. He also stated that he was not allowed to come back until seven or eight months. .

Qin Moyu ran out happily, and then picked up the injured Shen Yebai.

Neither of them expected to meet like this, and both couldn't help but sigh that this must be fate.

"Okay, since Mo Yu wants to see him, take this." Shen Yebai gave Qin Moyu a wooden sign.

"What is this?" Qin Moyu looked at the wooden sign curiously. The wooden sign was completely black, with luxurious patterns outlined in gold lines. Where the patterns converged there was a big word "Teng".

"The sign of Prince Teng's Pavilion. With this, you can enter Prince Teng's Pavilion." Shen Ye curled his lips and easily gave away the wooden sign that was precious in the eyes of outsiders.

"Tengwang Pavilion? It sounds familiar. What is it? A brothel?" Qin Moyu tilted his head.

Shen Yebai: "...No, it's the Chamber of Commerce. There was an auction recently in Prince Teng's Pavilion, where they auctioned fourth-grade medicines."

In this world, medicines are divided into heaven, earth and human emperors, and they are divided into grades one to nine. A fourth grade earth grade medicine is already considered rare.

Qin Moyu had no interest in elixirs, but he knew that this auction would be the first time the villain and the protagonist met and confronted each other. He said why this Prince Teng Pavilion sounded so familiar to him, that’s why.

If there is a show to watch, definitely go!

Qin Moyu happily held the wooden sign, and suddenly thought: "Oh, but Ye Bai, you gave me the wooden sign, how can you get there by yourself?"

"I won't go until my injury heals." Shen Yebai said meaningfully, "The news is that Mr. Mo Yuan is interested in the items at the auction, and Mo Yu will definitely see it."

"When the time comes, we must take a good look at him."

…

Tengwang Pavilion is located in the center of the city. It can be said to be a large chamber of commerce. The entire auction venue is splendid, luxurious and extremely decorated.

Because of the name of the elixir, many people came to Tengwang Pavilion, but most of them entered through the side door, and few took the main entrance like Qin Moyu.

There was a long corridor from the door to the auction house. There were many rare treasures on both sides. Qin Moyu felt fresh and couldn't help but take a second look.

Qin Moyu specially wore a bamboo hat today to cover up his eye-catching appearance. In addition, he was dressed simply. When the elegantly dressed young man holding a paper fan saw him, he couldn't help but said: "Where did you come from?"

It seemed that he was dissatisfied that Qin Moyu walked through the main entrance with him.

The servant he brought immediately flattered him: "Yes, yes! How could he be as noble as our young master?"

Sure enough, there are arrogant cannon fodder everywhere.

Qin Moyu moved his fingers slightly.

"Ouch! What the hell!"

The young master fell down and fell to the ground.

"Sir, how are you—Hey! Something tripped me!"

The tall and round servant fell perfectly on the young master, and the young master fainted with a cry.

The water stains disappeared quickly on the dark red carpet.

Qin Moyu walked past the two of them as if nothing had happened, not taking this matter to heart.

Qin Moyu walked for a while, and there was a man dressed as an attendant waiting at the end of the corridor. He stepped forward and said respectfully, "Master, do you have a brand?"

Qin Moyu handed over the wooden sign.

The attendant's smile became even warmer, and he respectfully brought Qin Moyu up the stairs to a Tianzi box.

The private room is large and can accommodate about twenty people. It also has sandalwood benches, exquisite fruit plates and hot spiritual tea. It is not cheap at all. Qin Moyu secretly smacked his lips when he saw it.

Unexpectedly, Ye Bai looks poor, but is actually a hidden rich man.

Rejecting the attendant's offer, Qin Moyu sat on the sofa and took off his bamboo hat. He had a panoramic view of the scene below, but the box was not visible below. If he wanted to auction, he could directly bid.

There was a list of items to be auctioned this time on the fruit plate. Qin Moyu flipped through it, looking left and right, but he couldn't see what was so special about the mysterious box that the villain and the protagonist were fighting for. No matter how you looked at it, it was a broken box. Maybe this was fate.

However, an ancient dagger in the list caught his eye. It wasn't that Qin Moyu knew how powerful the dagger was. He considered himself a superficial person, but he simply thought this dagger was particularly cool.

want to. Qin Moyu touched his small treasury and looked at the starting price.

——Sorry for disturbing you.

Only after he left the house did Qin Moyu deeply realize the fact that he was a poor person no matter in his previous life or in this life.