The next day.

Wang Zhenzhen left the Lu's Hotel early in the morning.

Jiang Beichen stood by the glass window, looking at the figure dragging the luggage away, and couldn't help shaking his head.

In any case, after all, he lost the beauty.

But he does not regret it.

It must be admitted that Wang Zhenzhen is indeed a close to perfect woman.

In some ways, she is more suitable to be a wife than Wang Xuewu.

But he is not a man who is bothered, and he will never see one love one.

There is no perfect person in this world.

Only two people work together to build a perfect marriage.

Today, he has two wives.

Wang Xuewu is his wife, and she must not bear it.

Tang Zhiruo is already his woman, and he will not abandon his witch queen.

As for Fang Yi... Jiang Beichen sighed slightly in his heart.

This woman almost lost her life for him.

I'm afraid there will be nothing in this life.

What's more, Fang Yi is the person entrusted by the foster father. If the other party can wake up, he will take care of him for life.

Perhaps it is more appropriate to use the identity of the elder brother.

Jiang Beichen shook his head. This is all something to say. The most important thing at the moment is to get the soul-catching flag to rescue Fang Yi.

bell! After eating morning tea, the phone rang.

It was Zhao Meimei calling.

"Hey! Brother Jiang, the mage my brother was looking for today is going to come and dance the great god, or else I don't worry!"

Zhao Meimei said nervously on the phone.

"Okay Sister Zhao, then you can send the address over, I will go over now!"

Jiang Beichen's heart trembled slightly.

Finally see the Yinhun banner! I just don't know, is the soul-catching flag in Zhao Meimei's hand a female or a male?

An hour later, Jiang Beichen drove the big G to a luxurious house in the northern suburbs of Feng City.

Zhao Meimei moved from Harbin to Fengshi five years ago and has been living in seclusion here.

When Jiang Beichen came to the yard, the Zhao family was already up and down, and a big stage was built in the middle of the yard, like a stage for singing.

There is a large offering table in front, on which there are some tributes, pork head meat, five bowls of vegetables and other sacrifices with Youzhou customs.

"Brother Jiang, you are here!"

Zhao Meimei was arrogant, seeing Jiang Beichen coming, she greeted her quickly.

Jiang Beichen smiled, "Sister Zhao, am I not late?"

Zhao Meimei hurriedly waved her hand: "No no! The mage my brother invited hasn't arrived yet..." "Zhang Daxian is here!"

But before Zhao Meimei's words fell, the gate of the yard slowly opened, and suddenly a Prado slowly opened from the outside.

Prado is Toyota overbearing.

Although it is not a top-notch car, in Youzhou, the common people recognize it, and it is even the dream of countless diaosi.

There is an overwhelming temperament.

Creak! The car door opened, and a fat man with a pocky face in an expensive suit got out of the car.

Click! This person licked his mouth and fastened his trouser belt, and then walked towards Zhao Meimei.

"Haha, sister, I have invited Zhang Daxian to you!"

Mazi said with a smile.

This is Zhao Guangzhi, the younger brother of Zhao Meimei, who is now the vice president of Rumei Group.

Creak! At this moment, the other door opened, and an old man in a gray mink coat also got out of the car.

Zhao Meimei hurriedly greeted her, "Zhang Daxian, you have finally arrived. We have prepared the Dharma Dojo according to your requirements. Look, what does not meet your requirements?"

Zhang Daxian took two steps forward, looked around, and then nodded: "Yes, if it smells like that, you can do things in a while!"

"But..." When Zhang Daxian said this, he suddenly paused and couldn't help touching his nose.

Zhao Meimei was stunned, wondering what Zhang Daxian meant?

Zhao Guangzhi noticed it, and hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Haha, sister, you may not know that Zhang Daxian has rules for doing things, and he must give money first!"

"Oh, like this, come here!"

Zhao Meimei quickly asked her servant to go to the villa to take her bank card, and handed it to Zhang Daxian.

"Daxian, here is two million, which is considered a support for you. I hope you can accept it!"

"Miss Zhao is polite!"

"It's better to be respectful than to obey the old man!"

Zhang Daxian said with a swearing expression on his face: "Don't worry! My Zhang Tianyi's spells are among the great immortal masters in the Northeast, and they are among the best. Son wake up!"

"Good, good! Thank you Zhang Daxian!"

"Xiaohong, go, take out the soul-drawing banner and show it to Zhang Daxian!"

Zhao Meimei quickly ordered to a maid next to her.

When Zhang Daxian heard the words ‘Hunting the Soul Banner’, his eyes lit up, he couldn’t help but grabbed his goatee, a faint smile flashed in his eyes.

Not long after, Xiao Hong took a wooden box with the length of an arm.

Zhao Meimei took it, and then slowly opened the wooden box. Suddenly, a white flag appeared in front of everyone.

Zhao Meimei took the flag from the box and held it in her hand.

Ooh! A cold breath rushed towards his face, and a cold wind blew up in the yard for no reason. It felt as if the temperature of the entire yard had dropped a few degrees.

Jiang Beichen's face was slightly moved, and he stood aside, carefully looking at the flag.

There is a black dragon pattern logo on it, and beside the dragon pattern, there is a hideous ghost head, just like Shura Yasha, and there is a rough-looking guy who presses the head of the Yaksha ghost with an axe very hard. Chop it down.

It looks very strange.

But Jiang Beichen recognized it immediately.

This is Zhong Kui killing ghosts! So domineering, so fierce! This flag is definitely not something ordinary people can surrender! This is not only a magic weapon, but a murder weapon! "This is the soul-catching flag?"

"Show me quickly?"

Zhang Daxian hurriedly took the Yinhun banner, looked carefully, smiled from ear to ear, and couldn't help but nodded frequently, "Okay, good! It is a legendary artifact, it really deserves its reputation! There is this flag in hand. , Your son’s business is pretty sure!"

"Then there will be Daxian Lao Zhang!"

Zhao Meimei glanced at Jiang Beichen, then said quickly.

"Hey, elder sister, this is..." At this time, Zhao Guangzhi couldn't help frowning, because he could also see that this person was a little face.

It should be the guest his sister invited.

Zhao Meimei hurriedly introduced: "Oh, this is Young Master Jiang. Young Master Jiang knows a little bit about Dao Fa. I ask him to come over and see if I can help you?"

"what?

He also knows spells? "

Zhao Guangzhi showed a wary expression on his face, and his face was also a little disdainful.

"I said, sister, are you too much like this?"

"Zhang Daxian, that's a big figure in the entire Youzhou Fengshui world, and he is absolutely foolproof!"

"This kid doesn't even have all the fur. How can he help?

Are you here to scam money? "

Zhao Guangzhi said coldly.

It seemed very hostile.

"Guangzhi, don't be rude! I invited Young Master Jiang to be my guest. I don't allow you to be so rude!"

Zhao Meimei scolded coldly.

"Miss Zhao, I think Guangzhi said nothing wrong!"

Zhang Daxian glanced at Jiang Beichen, and said proudly: "Feng Shui is a business, and what you value is experience and qualifications. If you have studied Feng Shui for decades, mana and spells, if I say second, there is no such thing in Youzhou. People dare to say first! If your son can't even save me, do you think he will do it?"

"Master Zhang, please don't get me wrong. I asked Young Master Jiang to come over as a guest. There is no other meaning. He will not interfere with your spellcasting. Please rest assured!"

Zhao Meimei quickly promised.

"Huh! This is almost the same!"

Zhang Daxian snorted coldly, and then walked towards the platform.

And Zhao Guangzhi couldn't help but stared at Jiang Beichen and warned: "Boy, let me tell you, just stay on one side, if you dare to intervene, I will definitely not spare you!"

After saying this, he also chased Zhang Daxian.

Zhao Meimei suddenly showed a guilty expression and walked over: "Brother Jiang, don't be angry. My brother has been above the top since he was a child. He is spoiled by me. Don't take his words to your heart!

Jiang Beichen just smiled faintly.

Said: "Sister Zhao, don't worry, Jiang is not so stingy!"

"That's good! That's good! Then let's go see Zhang Daxian cast a spell!"

"it is good!"

The two of them also walked towards the table one after another.