Yang Xiaobao was stunned for a moment. He didn't know how Ma Xiangrong knew that he was in Enwei City.
He thought so and asked this question.
"It seems that you are really in Enwei City." Ma Xiangrong said.
"right."
"Then is there a demon beside you?" Ma Xiangrong asked again.
Yang Xiaobao was shocked again, how could Ma Xiangrong even know this?
He looked at the rabbit demon sitting in the passenger seat and didn't know how to answer Ma Xiangrong.
Yang Xiaobao's silence seemed to make Ma Xiangrong understand what was going on.
He sighed and said, "Xiaobao, it seems that there is really a demon beside you."
When Yang Xiaobao heard Ma Xiangrong's words, his heart moved, and he suddenly thought of the two people who appeared last night.
Do these two people know Ma Xiangrong?
Thinking of this, Yang Xiaobao asked: "Teacher Ma, did you know that two people came to trouble us yesterday?"
What he said we meant was that he acknowledged what Ma Xiangrong said, that there was indeed a demon beside him.
Ma Xiangrong said: "Xiaobao, I do know those two people. The reason why they dealt with you is because they saw the monster next to you."
"What? How do they know this?"
"Is this important?" Ma Xiangrong asked, "Xiaobao, let me ask you, why do you want to be with the demon? Don't you know the harm that demons do to us humans?"
Yang Xiaobao frowned and said coldly: "I haven't seen it do any harm to humans. I have seen many people kill their own kind."
"Xiaobao, you have to understand that human beings and monsters have different paths."
"Don't worry, if anything happens, I will take responsibility." Yang Xiaobao said, "She just hit someone and did not kill anyone."
Yang Xiaobao added: "Aren't the two people stoned to death the result of human beings themselves?"
When asked by Yang Xiaobao, Ma Xiangrong remained silent and stopped talking.
What Yang Xiaobao said is true. In the original cases, humans did more things than ghosts did.
And what those ghosts did was because they were filled with resentment when they died.
"Xiaobao, I know what you said is right, but can't you guarantee that it won't suddenly become demonic?"
"I said, I will control it well. If I didn't have this ability, wouldn't I be a dead person now?"
"Okay, if that's the case, I won't say anything more."
Just as Yang Xiaobao was about to hang up the phone, Ma Xiangrong said again: "Xiaobao, don't leave at the hotel. I'll let the two people from yesterday go find you."
Yang Xiaobao thought for a while and said, "Okay, I'll wait for them."
After saying this, he hung up the phone.
"Master, have I caused trouble for you?" the rabbit demon said from the side.
Yang Xiaobao shrugged and said calmly: "No, don't think too much about it, it's their own fault."
"Otherwise, I'd better go back to the Netherworld Box, where I'll be happy and pure."
Yang Xiaobao thought for a while and said, "That's okay."
After Yang Xiaobao got the rabbit demon into the netherworld box, he saw a car driving over.
The car stopped in front of his car, and then two people got out of it.
Although these two people did not wear baseball caps, when Yang Xiaobao saw them, he immediately recognized them as the two people he saw yesterday.
Both of these people are in their forties, one is slightly fatter and the other is slightly thinner.
Judging from the way they dress, the two of them are very ordinary citizens.
The kind that you can walk in a crowd and no one will take a look at it.
The two of them walked to Yang Xiaobao's car and knocked on the car window.
Yang Xiaobao pressed down the car window and smiled, looking at the two visitors with a smile.
The slightly fatter one among them approached the car window and took a look inside.
When he saw that Yang Xiaobao was the only one in the car, he let out a long breath.
"Yang Xiaobao, right?" the man said, "we met yesterday."
As he spoke, he pointed to his cheek, smiled sheepishly and said, "We really don't know each other until we fight."
Yang Xiaobao shrugged and said: "Yes, it's true that we don't know each other until we fight. Your dagger is still in my hand."
The thin man said: "It was Ma Xiangrong who called us and asked us to come see you."
"What's the matter?"
"Yang Xiaobao, do you have time? Come to our place for tea?"
Yang Xiaobao thought for a while, nodded and said, "No problem, are you leaving now?"
The two people looked at each other and nodded: "Okay, your car will follow us."
They drove, with Yang Xiaobao following, until they reached the entrance of a narrow alley.
After parking the car, Yang Xiaobao walked with them along the narrow smooth stone steps to the depths of the alley.
Yang Xiaobao had only seen this kind of alley with traces of time on TV before.
The road is a rugged stone road with up and down steps.
On both sides of the road, there are two-story wooden buildings.
From time to time, an old woman in national costume would pass them by with a backpack on her back.
Two people, one fat and one thin, came to a door with a teahouse sign on the lintel and stopped.
"Mr. Yang, please."
They became polite to Yang Xiaobao and no longer called him by his first name, but called Yang Xiaobao Mr. Yang.
Yang Xiaobao nodded and followed them into the teahouse.
There are several shabby tables on the first floor, and a few old people gather around one table to make money, drink tea and play poker.
There were a few old people chatting at another table.
They came in without attracting their attention at all.
Yang Xiaobao followed two people, one fat and one thin, along the wooden stairs to the second floor.
There is a private room on the second floor, and the decoration inside is better than that downstairs.
There were a few tea tables inside, but no one was there.
They sat down at a table in front of the window, and an attractive middle-aged woman walked up.
"What to drink?"
The woman asked with a smile.
It seems that they know each other, even very well.
"Let's make a pot of Pu'er and two plates of melon seeds and peanuts," said the fatter man.
"Okay...what's going on on your face?"
The middle-aged woman saw the injury on his face and asked curiously.
"Uh, I scratched it accidentally."
The middle-aged woman smiled, twisted her plump butt, and walked downstairs.
"Let me introduce myself, my name is Dong Jing." The slightly fatter one said.
The thin man said: "My name is Zhou Yu."
Yang Xiaobao nodded and said, "Nice to meet you."
"Mr. Yang is very skilled. I didn't expect him to be so young and mature at such a high level." Dong Jing's face was expressionless when he spoke, and he didn't know whether his words were praise or ridicule.
"Generally, do you two want to see me for something?"
Dong Jing and Zhou Yu looked at each other.
"Brother Xiaobao, I want to ask, where is the demon who was with you yesterday?" Zhou Yu asked.
Yang Xiaobao snorted and said, "What?"
"Brother Xiaobao, we humans and monsters are incompatible with each other. Why do you want to be with a monster?"