"Hello, my first time meeting, my name is Su Bai." Su Bai introduced himself first, and could see that the other party was very nervous, so he didn't have to be too nervous.

However, before he could express his intention, he suddenly heard a "thump" sound, and then he saw the man kneeling in front of him with a look of surprise.

"You are..."

"Mr. Su, I have brought everything according to your instructions. Please let me leave me for the sake of these things. I promise to live my life honestly in the future and never do anything related to ghosts again!"

Du Rong lowered his head and shouted.

The bag at his hand was full of all the belongings he had taken today.

Including stacks of thick cash, multiple bank cards and passbooks, and even gold nuggets...

"Let you bring all the guys you eat, what do you do with these things?!"

Su Bai was a little incredible.

Although he is very happy to give him money, he is currently very tight, but this is not the purpose of tonight.

"Ah? Are these guys who I eat?" Du Rong wiped the corners of his eyes and cried in a fake way.

"Uh..." Su Bai held his forehead, feeling speechless, "What about those tools when you were a Taoist priest? You didn't want to say you didn't bring them?"

As he said, his tone became more and more serious.

"Bringed! Bringed!"

Du Rong shivered in an instant and quickly put down the backpack on his back and unzipped it.

The inside includes the peach wood sword, Feng Shui compass, and some equally common props to subdue demons.

Seeing Su Bai staring at them, he couldn't help but feel ashamed: "Mr. Su, I'm so embarrassed. Those props passed down from ancestors have been damaged because of their age. These things were copied by me later thinking about making a living in this industry..."

"It looks good, if you really want to say that it is powerful..."

He felt a little embarrassed to say the rest.

“Um…”

Su Bai casually pulled out a peach wood sword from it and danced it. Although it was a wooden sword itself, it was impossible to say that it was too sharp, but the pointed tips on it were blunt, and the lethality would be very limited.

It was also dyed with a layer of red paint, and there was a strange smell on it.

However, although it looks very inferior in quality and is not even comparable to some toy swords, it gives him a strange feeling.

"It seems that there is a special ability to suppress ghosts..."

It can even hurt ghosts to some extent.

It can basically be regarded as a mysterious item in the basic class.

This was the first time he had seen a mysterious item made by a mortal.

He asked curiously, but Du Rong didn't dare to hide anything. He recalled the production process for a long time.

"This thing was found in a countryside by lightning in three days, following the teachings of my ancestors. Then, after soaking in the talisman water for a day and softening overnight, it was cut and pressed and condensed into the shape of this sword..."

"In the end, this sword was placed next to the ancestor's tablet and worshipped forty-nine days with incense and scriptures. Only then was the completion..."

Du Rong told these tedious steps truthfully, for fear that a slight omission would cause dissatisfaction from the other party.

Su Bai thought about it and felt that with the other party's current weak skills, the effect of the subsequent steps could be basically negligible. It was purely psychological comfort. The one that really worked should be the original peach wood that was struck by lightning.

It is normal for thunder and fire to restrain ghosts, just like the heavenly tribulation. If you are not careful, you may be scattered to death.

However, it lacks the subsequent warmth of magic power. This peach wood sword may soon become lost in everyone and lose these special features.

As for other things, they are similar and have no special abilities.

After reading it, Su Bai finally found no secret books or practice techniques, and couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

"Did your ancestors pass on anything from cultivation?"

"This..." Du Rong was sweating coldly, "It is said that there should be some in the old era, but it has been lost now. We can only follow the example of the dog tail..."

"That's it."

Su Bai turned around and asked, "Do you know the Taoist sect that still exists today?"

"Taomen?"

This time, Du Rong raised his head in surprise, as if he knew it.

"The villain does know something about Taoism..."

Du Rong nodded carefully, and secretly guessed in his heart what the adult who had something to do with the ghost mess in front of him meant.

"Tell me, let me see..." Su Bai was interested.

"Actually, when my grandfather was still here, he was a member of the Taoist sect." Du Rong hurriedly replied, "In his later years, he once told us about his time at the Taoist sect. It is said that the Taoist sect is a special organization composed of various surviving sects in the old era. It is a place divided by strength and has a very strict class."

These Su Bai have already learned a little bit from Shen Suxian, and now he has learned more in-depth through him.

"It is said that all the Taoist priests in the Taoist sect are amazing Taoist geniuses, very powerful, can draw various talismans to create magic weapons, and have the power of fighting with those terrifying ghosts!"

"It's just..." Du Rong smiled bitterly, "Although my grandfather was a member of the Taoist sect, he later came to my father's generation and was severely driven out because of his lack of talent and strength."

"And when I am now, I am even less qualified to enter the Taoist sect. I applied for it when I was young, but I didn't even get the chance to get a trial..."

"Later, I no longer spent my energy in vain. I could only rely on my ancestors' inheritance to do these things that pretend to be a god..."

He looked sad, obviously still feeling ashamed that the abilities he had passed down from his ancestors were cut off from his generation.

Su Bai probably understood it, and when his eyes turned, he had some thoughts in his mind.

"Then do you want those Taoist people who are looking down on you again?" He said with a smile.

"Um?"

Du Rong suddenly raised his head and looked at him, his heartbeat quickly accelerating, and he was a little disbelief.

"You...what do you mean?"

"Maybe... I can help you. As long as you listen to me from now on, help me do things." Su Bai said in a deep thought.

"You should know the relationship between me and the ghost cop? You should know if I'm lying to you."

"I..." Du Rong thought of the mysterious ghost messenger, felt a little more assured in his heart, and immediately kowtowed and shouted, "I understand. If I can wash away my shame and repeat the glory of my ancestors, even if Mr. Su, you let me die!"

"That's good."

Su Bai nodded, his eyes slightly contemplated.

He wanted to use the other party to do the experiment, and he could communicate with the Taoist sect for himself who was inconvenient to come forward.

He always subconsciously held a vigilance towards the mysterious Taoist sect now.
Chapter completed!