"I do know a little, but that information is from forty years ago." Palace Master Seven Lives Talisman explained in a soft voice, "43 years ago, I was running around the world. Along the way, I passed by a village in the eastern part of China. At that time, the entire village was brutally sacrificed, and not a single person survived. It was to create hatred and resentment, and gather resentful ghosts. This is the method of evil ghost cultivators. "
"At that time, I was extremely angry, and swore that I would definitely exterminate those evil ghost cultivators. After that, I tracked them for a long time, but unfortunately, I only killed a few insignificant ghost cultivator subordinates. However, from their bodies, I found the mark of a beast head with three claw marks. "
When Palace Master Seven Lives Talisman was young, he was a man with a strong sense of justice, the kind that overflowed with justice.
Moreover, when he was young, he had a fiery temper, and liked to swear when he met with injustice.
For example, when the evil ghost cultivators massacred a village, he swore, with heaven and earth as his witness, that he would exterminate those evil ghost cultivators that created resentful ghosts.
When he was young, he swore nearly a thousand similar oaths.
Right now, he had a small notebook in his hands, specifically used to record the oaths he swore when he was young.
The oaths of cultivators, with heaven and earth as their witness, could not be taken lightly. Once taken, one had to think of a way to complete it, or else the heart would not be complete, and when advancing in the future, it would create an inner demon.
The current Palace Master Seven Lives Talisman, with a face full of tears, was doing his best to complete the various oaths he swore when he was young. He clearly felt that he was already diligently completing the oaths, but why the hell was there still so many oaths in the notebook?
For a period of time, Palace Master Seven Lives Talisman really wanted to have the ability to travel through time. Then, he would return to the past, and give the young him that he swore a 300-pound slap in the face, so that he would wake up, and not burden his future self!
Back to the topic.
"I heard from Senior Medicine Master that you have clues about the ghost cultivators with the claw marks and beast heads?" Palace Master Seven Lives Talisman asked.
"I have a small clue, thanks to Senior Medicine Master's help. If everything goes well, I should be able to find the approximate location of the Altar Master in a few days. "Song Shuhang replied. The information about the Altar Master was obtained from the long-armed man.
"How wonderful. Everyone has the right to kill these evil ghost cultivators. It's a pity that I'm currently in the Huaxi region. I'm busy and can't go and help you. "Palace Master Seven Lives Talisman was a little depressed and said," So, Little Friend, can you send me an address? I'll send you a few talismans tomorrow. I hope they'll be of help to you. "
Talisman treasure? Song Shuhang immediately recalled the golden talisman that Jouko Hagi threw out when she was fighting Reiki!
"Finally, Fellow Daoist Stressed by a Mountain of Books, a dao name is a cultivator's face. Your Daoist name is a bit awkward, and it doesn't sound smooth. It was better to change his Daoist name! Remember to send me an address where you can send it, I will send you a delivery in a while. "After saying this, Palace Master Seven Lives Talisman quickly hung up the phone. He was afraid that Song Shuhang would reject his good intentions.
"…" Song Shuhang.
Stressed by a Mountain of Books is only my chat ID, not my Daoist name!
Maybe I should change my ID?
Otherwise, if everyone thinks this is my Daoist name, they will call me 'Fellow Daoist Stressed by a Mountain of Books', 'Senior Stressed by a Mountain of Books' and so on. Just hearing it makes my heart hurt.
Next, Song Shuhang opened the message template, edited his address and sent it to Palace Master Seven Lives Talisman.
In reality, Palace Master Seven Lives Talisman didn't need to hang up so quickly.
Song Shuhang wasn't a person who would put on airs at his own cost. He knew the difference in strength between him and his opponent, Altar Master. At this time, no matter if it was a talisman treasure or a personal help, Song Shuhang definitely wouldn't reject anyone's good intentions.
This was a matter of life and death, what use was face?
"I wonder what talisman treasure Palace Master Seven Lives Talisman is going to give me?"
Talisman treasure!
Jouko Hagi's golden talisman could completely suppress the two Reiki. It was very powerful.
To Song Shuhang, this was undoubtedly a timely help!
* * * * *
June 7th, the sun was scorching hot.
Every year at this time, it was a bitter and nervous time for high school students. Every year, China's college entrance exam would start on this day.
And every year at this time, Jiangnan University City would take pleasure in other people's misfortune and hold a sports meet. This deeply reflected the deep malice of Jiangnan University City's higher-ups towards the bitter college entrance exam students.
Among them, the 5km men's long distance race would be held on the first morning of the sports meet.
As one of the contestants, Song Shuhang woke up early in the morning to stretch his muscles and casually come back with the first place, right?
When he got out of bed, he touched the black flying sword on the side of the bed.
Flying swords were treasures that wouldn't be stained by blood, but Song Shuhang had an illusion that he could smell the scent of blood on it.
"As expected, it wasn't a dream." Song Shuhang said to himself.
Yesterday … it was the first time he chopped someone, and it was a head. The image of the long-armed man's head flying into the sky was still imprinted in his mind. As Song Shuhang's first blood, the long-armed man's appearance would remain in Song Shuhang's mind for a long time.
"Next, there's still that Altar Master." Song Shuhang grasped the flying sword in his hand tightly.
The other party mistook him for an 'expert' and was so scared that he left the Jiangnan area. But Song Shuhang couldn't entrust his and his family's safety to the enemy's' misunderstanding '.
If he didn't solve this big problem, Song Shuhang wouldn't be able to eat or sleep in peace. Fortunately, there would be clues by this afternoon at the latest.
…
…
After getting up and washing up, Song Shuhang opened the dormitory door and wanted to stretch his body.
As soon as the door opened, he found a big man in a suit standing at the door with a smile.
She looked familiar. Who was she?
"Student Shuhang, we meet again. I'm Little Jiang from Fengshou Express Delivery. There's another delivery this time. "The big man in the suit squeezed out a kind smile with great difficulty.
I remember now, it's Mr. Sima Jiang from Fengshou Express Delivery.
Last time, when he delivered the delivery, Song Shuhang didn't know his identity and thought he was just a delivery boy, so he called him Little Jiang. At that time, the corner of Sima Jiang's mouth couldn't help but twitch. He could be considered a big shot, so calling him Little Jiang was too shocking.
But this time, he changed his way of addressing himself as' Little Jiang '. Three days, two deliveries, two different senders and addresses, and the sender's background was also scary.
He was definitely going to be this Little Jiang! Let alone Little Jiang, even Little Little Jiang wouldn't be a problem!
After seeing Sima Jiang, Song Shuhang immediately thought of Palace Master Seven Lives Talisman saying yesterday that he was going to send an express delivery.
An express delivery that was sent in the wee hours of the morning arrived at six in the morning? What kind of godly speed was this?
"Good morning, Little Jiang. Did you get an express delivery again?" Song Shuhang asked.
"Yes, an express delivery from Huaxi district. I personally flew the plane overnight to pick it up and deliver it to Student Shuhang's hands as fast as possible. I didn't delay Student Shuhang's time, right? "Sima Jiang took out an express delivery the size of a phone box from his bosom.
It was tightly sealed with layers of wrapping.
"I didn't delay it, it came just in time. Thank you for your hard work, where do you sign? "Song Shuhang trusted this delivery boy Little Jiang a lot. The goods he delivered last time weren't bad either.
"Just sign here." Sima Jiang handed over a pen.
When Shuhang signed, he thought of Great Master Tong Xuan's black iron flying sword and asked, "That's right Little Jiang, I might have an express delivery to send in a few days. I'll contact you when the time comes."
After he finished dealing with the 'Altar Master' matter in a few days, he would send Great Master Tong Xuan's sword back. Fengshou Express's service was extremely good, so Song Shuhang naturally thought of them first.
"Where is it being sent to? Do you need me to send it by express delivery? "Sima Jiang's eyes immediately lit up as he said happily.
"No need, no need. The recipient isn't in a hurry, so a normal express delivery is fine. Then I'll contact you in a few days when I need to send it. "Song Shuhang smiled.
"No problem, you can contact me anytime 24 hours!" Sima Jiang had a smile on his face. His service was five-star and thirty-two likes.
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