"Open the door! Master Shang quickly open the door! I have an urgent matter, life is at stake!"

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When Shang Yan heard someone talking, he breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out to be a human being.

Given that the other party was completely destroying the door, Shang Yan was afraid that he would attract all the neighbors next door to come and see the fun, so he hurried downstairs and quickly opened a small window on the door and shouted outside: "What are you doing! What are you shouting at when you have nothing to do in the evening? Who are you?"

Shang Yan and the man standing outside the door stared at each other through a small window. In the end, the man was the first to say, "Sorry, little brother, I'm looking for Master Shang, can you call him for me?"

"Master Shang?" Shang Yan didn't react for a moment. Master Shang? Who is it?

"Well, who is the Master Shang you are talking about?" Shang Yan asked in confusion.

"Master Shang Fulong."

"I haven't heard of this person. Have you found the wrong place?"

"Impossible, Master Shang must be living here. I have come to Master Shang to buy talisman paper before." The man said very surely.

An idea suddenly emerged in Shang Yan's mind. Could this person be his grandfather?

What’s embarrassing is that Shang Yan doesn’t know what his grandfather is, he has never known this before.

"If you are looking for my grandfather, then I'm sorry, he has left."

"What? Master Shang is gone?" The man was startled, then his legs became weak and he collapsed on the ground.

"It's over, it's over, it's all over, my son is out of rescue." The man collapsed and hugged his head and cried bitterly, as if he had encountered something that could not be solved.

Shang Yan felt soft-hearted and couldn't help asking, "What happened? Why don't you tell me? Maybe I can help you."

The man looked up at Shang Yan: "Yes! You are Master Shang's grandson. You must have learned some of the skills from him. Maybe you can help me."

It was like a flame popping up again from the ashes. The man quickly got up from the ground and grabbed the edge of the small window and said anxiously: "Little brother, please help me! I beg you, you must help me."

Shang Yan: "You calm down first, okay, tell me what happened."

The man purred in his throat: "That's right. My son went to the mountains with a few children from the same village this afternoon, but when he came back, he looked very tired. I thought he was too tired to play in the mountains, so he didn't pay attention. Who would have thought that when it came to dinner, he suddenly fainted on the table, foamed at the mouth, and had dark circles on his face, and that face was as pale as white paint."

Shang Yan scratched his face: "How old is your son?"

"Six years old."

"Can it be that the child is ignorant and eats food that should not be eaten in the mountains, which leads to food poisoning."

"My mother and I thought so at first, so we asked the doctor from the health clinic in the village to come over, but the doctor said that the situation was not like food poisoning, and it was useless after taking medicine. Later, we kept vomiting and diarrhea, and now we can't wake up."

Shang Yan frowned incredibly: "Uncle, I said you should send your child to a large hospital in the city as soon as possible, right? Why are you going to Dongmu Town to do something? This will not delay the best treatment time."

"No, no, no, it's not what I want to come by myself." The man quickly explained: "The clinic doctor I found was used to be Dr. You Fang. He told me that my son's affairs might have nothing to do with being sick, but... hell."

Shang Yan's expression froze. This matter...it seems...it's not possible.

All we get is a cemetery, and Shang Yan can do some easy things. This is something that has something to do with ghosts. What can Shang Yan, a little cabbage, do? Don't fall to the ground with this man's son and foam at the mouth and your eyes are black.

"Little brother, you are good, so let's go with me to Guolianggou Village to save my child. You are the grandson of Master Shang, and you must know more or less how to deal with this situation."

"Well..." Shang Yan hesitated a little. At this moment, he suddenly thought of the blackboard.

So Shang Yan immediately said, "You wait for me here first, and I'll be back soon."

The man quickly responded like a chicken pecking at the rice: "Okay."

I ran to the room I lived on the second floor. Sure enough, there was another task on the blackboard at some point.

Opportunity and Task [Helpful]

Mission difficulty:☆☆

Mission introduction: Some strange things seem to have happened in Guolianggou Village, so hurry up and take a look.

Task requirements: Solve the problem of the helper.

Mission reward: Skill Tips*1, Strengthening Deduction White Page*1, Prop Box*1

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In general, the rewards for this mission are still very rich. Although there is no most common cemetery yang energy reward, the rewards for this mission include Shang Yan's favorite skill tips and two brand new rewards.

"The reinforcement of the white pages, the prop box bags... all seem to be very practical." Shang Yan couldn't help but mutter to himself.

"Little brother?" At this moment, the man's cry came from downstairs.

"Forget it! I have to fight for this reward no matter how hard it is. The difficulty of two stars should not be too dangerous. Let's go and take a look." Shang Yan gritted his teeth and instantly decided on his choice.

Slap the peace symbol drawing method in the blackboard [Graveyard Master Props Library] option, and the patterns and texts drawing the peace symbol appear on the left side of the blackboard.

Shang Yan picked up his cell phone and took a photo, then hurried downstairs.

"Okay, let's go now." Shang Yan opened the door and was about to walk outside the house.

"Uh..." Seeing Shang Yan empty-handed and looking like he was planning to go into battle lightly, the man couldn't help asking in confusion: "Little brother, aren't you going to bring something?"

Shang Yan looked confused: "What are you bringing?"

"For example, peach wood sword, whisk, talisman paper, yellow robe, etc."

"Oh, it's okay, I can't use those." Shang Yan locked the door and waved his hand, "Stop wasting time, let's go quickly."

"Okay!" Since Shang Yan said so surely, the man stopped asking more questions. After all, he was not an insider in the industry and did not know what the principle of doing such a thing was.

Because Shang Yan himself has no means of transportation, if you want to quickly rush to Guolianggou Village, you must use this man's transportation, a bicycle.

Fortunately, the other party had children at home, so the bicycle was naturally equipped with a back seat for others to sit, otherwise Shang Yan would have to sit on the bicycle frame in a butt-hard position and head to Guolianggou Village.

Crack!

As the bicycle drove, a sound that might fall apart at any time, Shang Yan and the others quickly disappeared into the night.
Chapter completed!