After I arrived in Shanghai, I met the master that night. The iron old man was the most terrifying time I have been with him until now.

There is no longer the appearance of a vulgar businessman, nor the appearance of being smart and capable.

He was dressed in black, with bright silver hair, and his old face showed amazing perseverance. He did not wear sunglasses. The dark blue Taiqing Fa eyes were beating with a hint of murderous intent. The first time I saw this murderous intent in the eyes of the old man Iron was, it was a murderous intent with blood and hatred.

The old man standing in front of me at this time gave me the feeling of a complete killer, and he was not angry.

"Master..." I said softly.

"Come on, the matter is resolved?" Old Man Tie looked back at me and asked.

"Yes." I nodded. Facing the old man at this time, I didn't dare to be arrogant at all.

"Not bad." Although I heard the praise from the old man, I was not happy at all.

"Tomorrow morning, follow me to Tongtianhui and I'll go to see my old friend off."

When Old Man Tie said this, he felt a little sad, but his murderous aura became even stronger.

Old Man Tie’s old friend is Chen Hua. He met Old Man Tie many years ago. The two of them had conferred ghosts and killed monsters together. It can be said that they were brothers in troubled life and death.

After the old man was recalled to the Tongtian Club in Shanghai this time, he was angry when he learned that his old friend had been killed. He almost turned half of Shanghai over, and was finally persuaded by several veterans of the Tongtian Club.

But the matter is far from over, and Old Man Tie and Liang Zi of this evil ghost have been formed.

If this evil ghost is not solved, the old man will never leave Shanghai.

According to common sense, the evil spirits of 2500 years will not appear in places like Shanghai where there are crowds of people, strong yang energy, but not so deep culture.

However, this happened.

According to people in the association, Chen Hua received the order from Tongtianhui to investigate a scrap steel plant in Qingpu, Shanghai. Because it was a ghost, Chen Hua went to the steel plant at night, but he never came back. Later, his body was found to be highly decayed. If it weren't for the relevant documents on his body, no one would have recognized it.

There are two doubts here.

First, Chen Hua is a traveling businessman of the same level as my master. He has been a ghost for many years. Even if he is not as powerful as my master, he is still a senior level. Even if he can't beat the evil ghost, he can still escape.

Second, it was only one day since I died, but why did the corpse be highly decayed?

Of course, Tongtianhui is not a vegetarian, so I and my master do not need to investigate the murderer.

On the day they arrived in Shanghai, they handed me a report.

It depicts a 2,500-year-old evil spirit who stayed in Shanghai and had already developed extremely high intelligence, magic power and cruel personality.

To be precise, this time the murderer was a Rakshasa who fled to the world!!

Rakshasa is much more awesome than evil spirits. It is a big monster that has truly entered the ranks of ghosts and gods. It is far from comparable to those lonely ghosts we encountered before.

It is difficult for ghosts and gods to escape to the human world, and the underworld management is extremely strict. The demons and monsters with great magic power are controlled firmly. This time, for some reason, they actually released Rakshasa to the human world.

Hundreds of traveling merchants were sent to the funeral in the morning, all wearing black clothes. Many of them were older people, and many middle-aged people were also many.

The eulogy was read by my master, and the general meaning was that Chen Hua was an excellent traveling businessman or something like that.

Finally, the family took care of it and everyone sent Mr. Chen Hua to the cremation.

However, no one expected that Mr. Chen Hua had sent away, and my master was ready, so he took me and four other traveling merchants who were obviously elite.

This is also the first time I have seen a master carrying a magic weapon.

A 2-meter-high demon-subduing pestle.

The golden light is free and righteous and majestic.

The master brought the weapons and needed help. I know that the opponent this time is too strong.

When we arrived at the scrap steel factory in Qingpu, the scene inside scared me. There was still a scrap steel factory here. This whole thing is a dance floor.

The empty factory building was arranged into a huge dance party, with all kinds of gentlemen and beautiful women passing by, and the music played by saxophone made people feel physically and mentally relieved.

Delicious wine, dazzling crystal chandeliers, delicious food, waiters who shuttle back and forth, and a pair of dancers dancing gracefully in the center of the dance.

"Master, this..." I hurriedly asked when I saw this incredible scene.

"It's a very clever illusion. I didn't even see through my Taiqing Dharma Eye. We acted at the opportunity and everyone found the Rakshasa body separately."

The master was very calm and ordered it to be issued one after another.

I walked with my master, this is the smartest illusion I have ever seen. If I hadn't known this place was actually a used steel mill. I would have been lost here...

Among the six people, my skills are the lowest. In this incredible world, I followed closely behind the master and looked at the crowd around me with caution.

The other four traveling merchants were also cautiously looking for the Rakshasa body.

Soon, our six discordant existences caught the attention of the dance guests around us.

They stared at us as if they were watching monsters, and many young women whispered.

My master and I obviously felt something was wrong.

If it is an illusion, then nothing in the hallucination should be noticed by us, the group of intruders.

Soon, a man who seemed to be the leader came out and found the old man Iron.

"Hello, are you Mr. Tieshan?" asked the leader.

"Yes, how do you know me? Also, what are you doing here?" The master was very alert, and his right hand was quietly placed on the demon-subduing pestle on his back.

"You are Mr. Tieshan, that's right. We are a dance club and everyone likes to dance. A few days ago, Mr. Ming came and said he was going to hold a dance party and let everyone attend in a dress. As a result, we came here and everyone had a great time." The leader's words were like cold water poured on his head, which made us bored.

"By the way, there is a letter to you here." As he said that, he handed my master a letter.

The master took apart the letter paper, which was a very fair pen letter.

It says:

Old man, I will play a game with you. I will see you tomorrow at 10 o'clock. If you can find me among the tens of thousands of tourists on the Bund, then I will go back to the underworld by myself. If you can't find me, I will take your disciple's life tomorrow night.

Rakshasa - the last refining.

The master looked at me with a letter, his face as if he was dead.

The next morning, all the people in Shanghai from Tongtianhui were dispatched. Although they could not be searched openly, the victory was due to the large number of people, and various talismans and spells were flying in the corners above the Bund.

At this time, I was sitting at the headquarters of Tongtian Society. A 2,500-year-old Rakshasa targeted me and had to despair.

The master was frowning with me at this time and was passing through the BB machine (it was still a BB machine at that time). He kept checking whether a member had sent messages.

Time is lost every minute and it is already night.

Old Tie could no longer sit still, so he suddenly stood up, picked up the landline, broadcast several numbers in a row, and the phone was connected, and Old Tie shouted directly: "MLGBD, Lao Wang, have you found the Rakshasa master in your people!!"

I know the master is really anxious.

I said a lot of words on the phone, but when I saw the master's face getting ugly, I finally shouted: "Old Wang, your Shensu Hall is too useless. You can't even find a Rakshasa deity. I don't care. If you don't find it for me before 8 o'clock in the evening, I will tear down your Shensu Hall!!"

Shensutang is the intelligence department of Tongtianhui, which is specialized in collecting intelligence on various commodities.

After saying that, the old man fell down the phone.

A look of anger.

However, I was really scared at this time. Just imagine that a boy who was only 11 years old should have been in school carefree. However, now he is facing the pursuit of a 2500-year-old Rakshasa Rakshasa, he will definitely be afraid.

I curled up in the chair and looked at this small room specially arranged by Tongtianhui. It was covered with talismans and soul-suppressing treasures on all sides.

However, all this cannot stop the ghosts, gods, Rakshasa, I understand.

At that time, I was far from the independence and courage I am now.

I asked the old man Tie in a trembling voice: "Master, will I die?"

Old man Tie stared at me and slowly stretched out his right hand and touched my forehead.

"Disciple, I will not let you die. If I live, there will be no ghosts that can hurt you."

I still remember the firm expression of the old man at that time. Such an old man was as tall as a mountain in my heart.

Now, this mountain-like old man has passed away for a full 7 years. I miss him very much, miss him very much...
Chapter completed!