Chapter 161 Chapter 161
Yun Tutu looked uneasy and didn't even notice how fast the restaurant served the food. It was Zhang Yang who patted her hand and asked with a worried look on his face, "What's wrong?"

Yun Tutu glanced at Taoist Shifang who was sitting next to him, and whispered to Zhang Yang, "Many ghost kings are coming..."

Taoist Master Shifang glanced at his uncle-master and seeing that his expression remained unchanged, he gently shook his head at Yun Tutu and the others, indicating that she should not worry.

These Taoist priests have really good table manners. From the moment they invited people to eat, no one spoke a word. They completely adhered to the rule of not talking while eating and not talking while sleeping.

However, the dishes ordered by Taoist Shifang were really good. There were all kinds of cuisines, and every dish was his specialty. Yun Tutu didn't even remember about the Ghost King and soon immersed himself in it.

When Taoist Xiang'an put down his bowl and chopsticks, the other Taoists did the same. Yun Tutu and Zhang Yang looked around and put down their bowls and chopsticks as well.

Taoist Xiang'an smiled and said, "Your children are growing up, so eat more. Shifang, I'm going to take them out to deal with some things. You stay here and take good care of the two little friends."

After saying this, he disappeared from the restaurant in the blink of an eye, along with a group of his disciples.

Yun Tutu felt that Taoist Shifang had relaxed completely. As expected, his voice became much more relaxed. "Master Uncle is a man of temperament. He doesn't care about these little details. This meal is quite appetizing."

Yun Tutu didn't believe his words, so he shouldn't have been so cautious before. "The food is delicious. It seems that the chefs here are really skilled. I wonder if they accept takeout?"

Taoist Master Shifang thought of the food she had brought out last night and realized, "I'll ask the kitchen to arrange a few tables and have them pack everything up and send it to your room later."

Yun Tutu, "Thank you very much, and I will pay the fee when the time comes."

Zhang Yang sat up straight, "..."Auntie, where do we get the money?

Taoist Master Shifang, "Don't worry about this little detail. Are you full? Otherwise, I'll ask the kitchen to bring a few more dishes."

"No need, we've already eaten." Yun Tutu and Zhang Yang said in unison.

"Then I'll take you to your room to rest. I'm afraid I'll have to trouble you later."

Yun Tutu and the others were taken to a suite which was luxuriously decorated and had a dedicated butler on duty outside.

"This is how you can make money as a Taoist priest," Zhang Yang was shocked by the style of this trip. He checked the room and made sure there were no eavesdropping devices before sitting on the sofa and saying.

"You can imagine," Yun Tutu relaxed on the sofa, "this is a spiritual plane. Apart from food, clothing, shelter and transportation, these Taoist priests are the most popular."

I wonder what Taoist Xiang'an and his men are doing? Did they listen to what I said before and go outside the town to intercept those ghost kings?

"Do you want to go and have a rest first?" Zhang Yang was in a very good spirit. They had all been treated with special conditions, but Yun Tutu was different.

Yun Tutu yawned and felt a little sleepy, but he didn't make it hard on himself. "Then I'll go take a nap. Call me if you need anything."

Back in the room, Yun Tutu took out his phone to check the last profit, only to find that there was no network, so he called Song Song directly, "Can't I check the profit of the last mission?"

Send Song, "Go back and look at it, there is no need to waste energy on such a small matter.

I think you should take some time to rest, because tonight may be a sleepless night."

Yuntutu, "..."

"Don't question it. Do you want me to play a lullaby for you?"

Yun Tutu fell directly on the bed and said, "I won't bother you anymore."

Yun Tutu fell asleep soon after he fell asleep, just as he was young and in need of sleep. Zhang Yang turned on the TV and the video camera at the same time, and began to collect information about this world.

As for why I don't use a computer, the answer is that I can't connect to the Internet.

"According to the latest reports, there have been more than a dozen disappearances in the Luncang Mountains..."

"The Western Continent requests our country's support to jointly eliminate the vampires..."

"A ghost baby was born in a community in City X. The Kongtong Mountain Cult stationed nearby has successfully subdued it..."

Zhang Yang let out a long sigh. He had changed so many channels, but the reports were still about the same supernatural events. These things were completely useless to him.

It’s not to say that it’s completely useless, maybe it can be made into a movie.

But what's so good about reporting these ghost stories? Can't we report some people's livelihood issues?

I finally found a TV station, and it turned out to be a food channel.

Zhang Yang simply picked a channel at random, turned on the VCR, and lay down on the sofa, closed his eyes and rested.

After Taoist Shifang settled the people, he borrowed the hotel's car and caught up with his fellow disciples. They drove all the way to the outside of the town, where they found that people were fleeing everywhere. They drove the car to the edge, where a confrontation had already occurred.

"There are quite a few ghost kings coming this time," Xuanxu pulled Taoist Shifang aside, "Have you arranged the people? Why are you here?"

"I'm not worried," Taoist Shifang frowned, "They should be coming for those paper tributes."

This was not nonsense. Xuanxu wanted to retort, but he pouted and endured it. "We should guard against ghosts and people. Who said that it is our territory? But don't forget that there are other sects in this town."

"I have made arrangements," Taoist Shifang knew what everyone was worried about, but he trusted Yun Tutu more and held a trump card in his hand.

He should be the main channel for Yun Tutu to come here, so there is no need to worry that Yun Tutu will bypass him and find someone else to trade with.

But he would not tell these things to his fellow disciples, letting them misunderstand that they were just lucky to have accidentally met such a talented person.

He didn't realize that these fellow disciples had made countless attempts in private, but all of them had failed.

Because of this, they were even more wary and could only treat him with courtesy.

It is unknown how much stronger the Taoist magic of Taoist Xiang'an is than that of Taoist Shifang. Although these ghost kings are coming with great force, they are still relatively peaceful at this moment.

Taoist Master Xiang'an entered their ghost realm and chatted for more than an hour. No one knew what they talked about, but when they came out, everyone looked relaxed. Several ghost kings even waved goodbye to Taoist Master Xiang'an.

"Let's go, let's go back," Taoist Xiang'an looked a little excited. This was an opportunity for their sect.

They got what they wanted from each of the ghost kings, and this trip was really profitable.

After returning to the hotel, no one went back to their rooms to rest, but went to a reception room. There were so many people, but not all of them sat down. Instead, they stood and sat down.

"Everyone take a break and meditate for a while, then work overtime to draw the talisman," Taoist Xiang'an did not hide anything, "I have already made a deal with several ghost kings. They want the tribute in our hands, so they will do us a favor in the future. All this requires a contract."

He glanced at Taoist Shifang again and said, "Of course, if you want to exchange for gold, silver or antiques, they can arrange that as well."

Taoist Shifang understood that all these people acted upon hearing the news, and it was probably Ming Guiwang and his men who were pulling the strings.