#1746 Gossip Plate

Yuan Qing didn't speak, he stuffed the gossip tray into the cloth pocket, took out a peach wood sword, and grabbed a strange-looking copper coin, which was exactly the same as the copper coin that Chenghou held in his hand earlier.

"This is the Evil Emperor's money left by my master. You take it first. After I save people, you will put this copper money into their hands and mouths."

After Yuan Qing finished speaking, he turned around and entered the bar, and the three of them hurriedly followed.

The bar was still as lively as before, and it was all full, even the open-air bar where they had stayed before was full at this time.

If you look closely, you will find that many of them have their feet floating off the ground. Especially at the outdoor bar, there are almost no living people.

It's no wonder that when I was at the open-air bar before, I saw a full house, but no one spoke, and it was quiet and scary.

"Are you sure you're here?" Chu Yan's sharp and murderous eyes swept across the corner of the bar, but he didn't find the person he was looking for.

Yuan Qing nodded: "It must be here, not only the two you are looking for, there should be other people here too." He took out the gossip plate again, and there was a trace of strangeness on the original gossip plate. Red mansions.

Yuan Qing's complexion changed drastically, and his lips trembled a few times.

"What's wrong?" Chu Yan grabbed Yuan Qing's arm and asked with a low growl.

Yuan Qing stared straight at the gossip plate, his complexion extremely pale under the dim and ambiguous lights of the bar: "This, this is a very ferocious omen, could it be this year—" He paused and took out his voice. Get out of the phone and make a quick calculation.

"No, it won't." Pressing the C key, he recalculated it again, but the result was still the same, nothing changed.

"How can this happen, how can this happen?" Yuan Qing was obviously panicked and muttered to himself.

"What on earth are you doing? I'm asking you something!" Dongfang Muben was in a hurry, but Yuan Qing got angry with him.

Chenghou, who was beside him, seemed to think of something, and rushed forward, grabbed Yuan Qing's arm, stared into his eyes, and asked every word: "This year, is it the year of Yin evil?"

Yuan Qing didn't expect that Chenghou would know the three words Yin evil year, and then nodded after a moment of stunned: "Yes, it is Yin evil spirit, this year is Yin evil year, it's over, it's over."

Dongfang Mu and Chu Yan didn't understand what Yin Sha Nian was, so it was obvious that the expressions on their faces were unusual.

Although Yuanqing had little success in Daoism, his temperament in terms of experience was not as calm as Chenghou's.

Just when the six gods in Yuanqing had no masters, Chenghou had already called Master Wujing.

Master Yuan Jing also just figured out that this year is the year of evil spirits. He has been calling Taoist Temple, but no one answered. He was about to call Yuan Qing's mobile phone, but Cheng Hou called first.

"Master Wujing, what should I do now? Yuan Qing seems to be unable to handle it."

Master Wujing said: "Don't say that Yuanqing can't handle it, even if I am here, it may not be able to handle it. Since those ghosts capture living people, they have their own plans. , as long as you find the crux of the problem, there may be a trace of life. Xiaohou, that's all I can help you with."

Master Yuanjing is far away, not to mention that he can't make it. Even if he can make it, the current physical condition may not be of much help.

Cheng Hou nodded, "Okay, I know, you don't have to worry, we will be fine."