After telling the previous love, Guan Heng asked again: She just said she was looking for Mr. Xiao Jiang, do you know who it is?

Haha, there is only one Jiang Shen, the surname Jiang, smiled and pointed at her nose. That's me. I now roughly understand what she has to do. I will take you with me and take this girl upstairs to rest. I think she is overworked and it's nothing big.

The two of them helped the girl to the second floor. After a while, Jiang Shen applied a cold wet towel to the girl's forehead, and she finally woke up slowly.

When the girl in yellow shirt woke up, she grabbed the arm of the person beside her like a conditioned reflex: I have something urgent to ask Mr. Xiao Jiang

Then you don't have to catch me. Guan Heng said with a smile, he is on the other side of you

Ah, I'm sorry, the girl in the yellow shirt blushed and quickly released Guan Heng's arm.

Girl, I am Jiang Shen, which is what you said, Mr. Jiang Shen, laughed leisurely, "What are you looking for me?"

My name is Zang Qian. I am Zang Qian, a student at T-U University in the city. She told me what happened in one breath.

The female college student Zang Qian is the manager of T-T-Da Ancient Martial Arts Club. Their Ancient Martial Arts Club is mainly for college students who are interested in Chinese ancient martial arts. They usually strengthen their bodies and learn self-defense skills. In China, in addition to the superpowers, only the martial artists who practice Chinese ancient martial arts are highly sought after.

Ancient Chinese martial artists are famous all over the world for their superb fighting skills. If there are outstanding Chinese martial arts skills in the local area, they will be introduced to the local killing association branch and become peripheral members. This is undoubtedly a matter of glorious ancestors in China.

T-Da Ancient Martial Arts Club is one of the best ancient martial arts clubs in this city. They have performed outstandingly in previous provincial and municipal martial arts competitions. This year, the city will hold an ancient martial arts selection competition. The number one seed player Yangbin is the main player of T-Da Ancient Martial Arts Club.

But just a week ago, Yangbin encountered a car accident on the street and was corpse on the spot. Since then, the practice grounds of the T-Da Guwu Club have not been peaceful. Every few days, members of the club were inexplicably beaten to their noses and faces. Moreover, the school security guards passed by the venue in the middle of the night and heard the sound of someone hitting sandbags inside. When they went in, they found that there were no traces of people, which didn't seem to be like someone had ever seen them.

Later, the school also noticed something was wrong and found a private soul collector to investigate to see if there was any ghost. As a result, as soon as the soul collector arrived, it was immediately obvious that it was Yangbin's ghost who was the head of the ancient martial arts club. Logically speaking, if there were new deaths, the family would definitely arrange for the soul collector to collect the soul. However, Yangbin was an orphan, and everyone forgot about this matter for a while. As a result, Yangbin's ghost was dead in the training ground of the ancient martial arts club and refused to leave, threatening the soul collector to continue participating in the competition.

The soul collector was anxious and fought with Yangbin on the spot, trying to force him to accept him. However, Yangbin himself is a practitioner of ancient martial arts, and his power is much stronger than that of ordinary people. After becoming a ghost, the ordinary soul collector's methods could not subdue him. The private soul collector was beaten up by the ghost and threw it out of the training hall. Yangbin's ghost threatened to live here forever. The school had no choice but to notify the exclusive soul collector of the Killing Association, but the other party could not come back for several months when he was traveling far away.

In desperation, Zang Qian, the manager of the Guwu Society, suddenly remembered that she had heard that there was a Caoji noodle shop in this city. The boss's cousin Xiao Jiang is an unknown ghost controler. She thought that the soul collector could not count on it. If the ghost controler was invited, she might be able to conquer Yangbin's ghost soul.

So Zang Qian rushed over and twisted her feet accidentally, and was sent to Caoji Noodle House by the kind-hearted Guan Heng.

So that's how Jiang Shen nodded. I understand. You want me to go to the ancient martial arts club to subdue the ghost named Yangbin, right?

Yes, yes, Mr. Jiang, please help. Zang Qian nodded quickly. She said again, in fact, senior Yangbin had a very pitiful background. He grew up in an orphanage and was admitted to T-U.S. University of T-U.S. and he was obsessed with martial arts. He was originally a very potential ancient martial artist. If he won the city-level championship again, he might be recruited into the killing Taoist class. Unfortunately, there was an accident at this time. No wonder he refused to be taken away by the soul collector and stayed in the practice hall of the ancient martial arts club.

OK, Jiang Shen is pretty good. I will give this one a try. But if you say he is a powerful ancient martial artist, I may not be able to conquer him. This is a troublesome thing

Cough. Guan Heng, who was standing next to him, cleared his throat. You two seemed to have forgotten, aren’t I still there?

You Jiang Shen and Zang Qian were surprised at the same time, what's wrong with you

Actually, I can also help Guan Heng to get the token of the Killing Society. You know this

It turns out that you are from the Killing Society and the two of them are solemn and excited at the same time.

Guan Heng saw that they mistakenly recognized that he was from the Taoist Sect, and he couldn't help but smile bitterly. He was not in a hurry to deny it, because Guan Heng was about to see the methods of the ghost controler, so he simply went with him to take a look.

Well, since there is a psychic genius from the Killing Society who followed me, Jiang Shen is still self-aware and doesn't really think much about his two brushes. When he said this, he reached out and took a coat from the cabinet beside him. Let's go now.

It just so happened that the noodle restaurant owner Cao went upstairs: Cousin, the customers downstairs are waiting for the food to be served, why are you?

Brother, there will be an urgent matter here. Jiang Shen said to Boss Cao, I'll take a half-day leave to go out.

Boss Cao also knew that Jiang Shen was a ghost controler. Looking at the three of them, he had guessed what was wrong, so he said: OK, go, remember to be careful not to make your nose and face swollen again. I have to work hard to apply medicine wine for you.

Half an hour later, outside the practice hall of T-Da Guwu Club, there were sounds of hard hitting sandbags in the venue.

But at this moment, the door was closed tightly. Time was approaching dusk. The cold wind was blowing around. Crows flew by from time to time, making unpleasant screams. Everything was so cold and weird.

Zang Qian, you can hide as far as you can now, Jiang Shen told the female manager Zang Qian, we don’t call you, don’t come here

The girl nodded and hurried away

So now, Mr. Guan, a master of the Killing Association, smiled and said, "Is it your move or I?"

I want to clarify something Guan Heng said, "I am a Chinese from abroad, I am just a friend of the Dao Dao Society and I am not a member of them." This time I come with you just to take a look at the long-known ghost-controlling methods. I won't take the initiative, or do you come here, right?"

Hahaha, in fact, the methods of the ghost controler are nothing great Jiang Shen smiled bitterly, at most we are a little better than ordinary soul collectors, and far from the abilities of the Killing Society.
Chapter completed!