In any case, Wei Rong did investigate the basic information Yong Bowen wanted to know.

Judging from his age and identity, Pang Qingheng is obviously a serious suspect.

Obviously, it is impossible for an outsider who is familiar with the internal affairs of the Spring City Mage Association to jump out of thin air.

However, the immediate family members of a senior member can know a lot about these things, and can learn more from the side if necessary.

Pang Qingheng's identity can also explain another thing, that is, after the puzzle was released, no one recognized the identity of the person in the image on the spot. This was probably due to Pang Zengxiang's face.

Pang Zengxiang has a net worth of billions, but he is also generous and hospitable. As the head of the Changbai sect, he is also very powerful. He is well-connected in the Spring City mage community and is popular. Even if it is recognized that his son did this, no one will take the risk.

Point out the danger of falling out with him on the spot.

To be honest, Yong Bowen has a pretty good impression of Pang Zengxiang. After all, this is the first client who has rented four of his ghosts for reasons other than personal relationships. Of course, Master Yong Datian himself thinks so. As for the recruitment competition at Gloomy Summer Villa

Later, he did not have such a good impression on the association members who came to him to rent ghosts. No matter how many ghosts were rented or how much money was spent, they all thought it was because of Yu Chengshi's reputation and wanted to promote him.

As a young man who is basically not deeply involved in the world, has a relatively pure mind, and wants to succeed through his own efforts, this kind of behavior is particularly annoying to him.

After putting down the phone, Yong Bowen walked around in circles a few times, and finally decided to go to Pang Zengxiang's house at night to take a sneak peek to see if Pang Qingheng was really the fat man who deceived the devil.

I pushed open the bedroom door and took a peek. I saw Aliyun sleeping soundly, so I closed the door again and quietly opened it.

As soon as Yong Bowen closed the bedroom door, Aliyun suddenly turned over and sat up, listening until there was a soft closing sound. She jumped down and pushed the bedroom door open. There was no one in the living room.

"Damn it, Xiaowen, why can't you be good and insist on going out to cause trouble? You were so honest when you were a child, why are you so disobedient as an adult?"

Aliyun bit her lip, turned around, grabbed her coat, and ran outside.

Black cat Mian Mian squatted at the door of the bedroom, staring straight at Aliyun, but refused to give way.

"Cotton, don't block my way!"

"Meow!"

"Xiaowen must have gone out to cause trouble again, I have to keep an eye on him!"

"Meow!"

"I won't leave until the morning after tomorrow. Before I leave, I still have this right!"

"Meow!"

"Meow you, if you meow again, I will pluck out all your beards!"

"..."

"Don't shake your head. You are a cat, not a monkey. What does it look like to shake your head!"

"..."

"Hurry up and get out of my way, you dead traitor. You usually stay far away when something happens, or hide so that no one can find you. When nothing happens, you jump out to take care of this. Whose family do you belong to?"

Cat? What if Xiaowen encounters danger when he goes out by himself? What if he runs into those monks? What if..."

"Meow, meow, meow!"

"Good cotton, let me go, and I can see him for one more day. You also know that auntie, after I went to her place, I..."

Aliyun's eyes turned red, and tears like beads fell down one by one.

Well, it has always been said that women's tears are the best weapons, especially the tears of beautiful women. Even men can't stop them. Now it can be confirmed that let alone men, even the old black cat who is about to become a sperm can't stand it.

Cotton shrugged his ears and lowered his head to get out of the way.

"Thank you Cotton!"

Aliyun wiped away tears and ran out. After taking two steps, she suddenly stopped and said, "Mian Qian, let's go together. If I'm not here, you'll have to watch over him from now on. You can't be lazy!"

The cotton suddenly slipped under the sofa.

"Dead cat!"

Aliyun was speechless.

Let's say that Yong Bowen went downstairs and was about to drive when he suddenly heard someone calling him: "Master Yong Tian!"

Someone walked by following the sound, it was Pang Zengxiang.

"Master Pang, what's the matter with you?"

Just when he was about to peep at someone's house, the real owner came to the door first. Yong Bowen felt a little guilty.

Pang Zengxiang greeted with a smile: "Master Tian, ​​are you still going out so late?"

Yong Bowen scratched his head and said, "Well, everyone is busy. I also want to go look for clues and see if I can help. After all, the demon was thrown away from me."

"It just so happens that I came to see Master Yongtian because of this devil's matter."

"Do you have a clue?"

"Let's... find a place to talk."

Pang Zengxiang looked around and stopped talking, "I know there is an all-night teahouse nearby. It has a nice environment and is quite quiet."

Yong Bowen naturally has no objections.

The two of them drove their own cars, one behind the other, to a nearby teahouse called Pinmingxuan.

The name of this teahouse is not very new, and the decoration is nothing special, but the business is very hot, and the parking space downstairs is full. It took a lot of effort for the two of them to park the car and enter the teahouse, wearing black and red clothes.

The waitress in Chinese-style clothing with a double-breasted pattern led the two of them into a private room at the back and handed them the tea order.

The two of them were not thinking about drinking tea. They casually ordered a pot of Junshan Maojian and sent the waiter away, but fell silent for a moment.

Yong Bowen was not someone who was just looking for something to say. In this situation, he didn’t know what to say. After a long time, Pang Zengxiang sighed and said straight to the point: "Tianshi, tell the truth, I am here to ask for your help.

"

Yong Bowen's heart was moved, and he thought to himself that there seemed to be a way, and Pang Qingheng would be the suspect.

"Master Pang, tell me if you have anything to say. Although I don't have much ability, I will try my best to help you wherever I can."

"To tell you the truth, Master Tian, ​​that one comes from your hands..."

Pang Zengxiang was about to get to the point when he suddenly heard someone knocking on the door. He thought it was a waiter bringing tea, so he said, "Come in!"

Wow, as soon as the door opened, the fragrant wind blew into my face, and four or five young women in rich clothes rushed in. They were all wearing tight-fitting high-slit cheongsams, smiling like flowers. They all bowed when they entered the door. The leading woman was a little older.

, who was only in his thirties, with a charming smile on his face, "Two bosses, do you want to accompany us for tea? Girls, say hello to the boss." The group of women behind them greeted in unison, "Hello, boss!" and turned to one side.

, lift up the front of the cheongsam, and the slit reaches to the waist, exposing the smooth and slender thighs and more than half of the white buttocks. The two strands of translucent lace-trimmed T-shaped underwear are vaguely visible.

Yong Bowen had never seen this scene before. His heart was beating wildly when he saw it. He felt his face was burning. He quickly turned his eyes and looked at Pang Zengxiang. He thought to himself, "Is this Pang leader trying to use a beauty trick?" He couldn't help but feel in his heart.

I panicked and asked myself what to do. I doubted whether the deep concentration I had cultivated over the past 20 years could withstand such a strong attraction. I was simultaneously expecting and fearing at the same time.

Pang Zengxiang is a successful person in the business world. He has obviously seen this kind of scene many times, and he is not moved by it. He just says with three words, "No need!"

The key to being a madam is to be able to watch people's faces and order dishes. As soon as you hear Pang Zengxiang's tone, you will know that these two are not here to have fun. There is nothing you can do if you come to the teahouse in the middle of the night instead of having fun. He was in high spirits and stayed up to drink tea. He must have talked about something, but not to tell Liu Er's secret things. He quickly apologized and turned around to leave with a few women. However, those women were a little unwilling to do so. They even flirted with each other and flirted with each other, and even pushed up the back of the cheongsam, exposing the whole of her round buttocks, which made Master Yongda confused and confused for a moment.

After the door closed, Pang Zengxiang said with a wry smile: "These places... the door must have tipped off the news. Seeing us both driving nice cars, they thought we were rich people here to have fun."

Yong Bowen laughed twice, feeling quite disappointed.

Let's talk about this man. Subconsciously, he is looking forward to having one or two romantic encounters. Yong Bowen has always been an honest and good boy, and this is no exception. He just has the evil heart but not the courage.

Pang Zengxiang sighed heavily, "Master Tian, ​​to tell you the truth, the man who deceived the devil from you is named Pang Qingheng."

When Yong Bowen heard it, he was indeed right, but he still pretended to be confused, "Is he your relative?"

"It's my son. It's unfortunate for our family that we have such a troublemaker who doesn't know the boundaries of heaven and earth!"

"What does he want with that demon?"

"Don't be surprised, that's actually not a devil!"

"Huh? It's not a devil? What is that? That night there was a Christian from the Béar family who came from France and said it was a devil."

Yong Bowen looked surprised. Christine, a professional from a family of exorcists from France, all believed that the test paper was a demon. How could it not be the case with Pang Zengxiang? Of course, he really didn’t understand this matter. You know what? There are specialties in the art, and the Celestial Master knows a lot about ghosts and demons, but he has never encountered this devil. The Celestial Master Yongda also has a dark eye, and can only trust the opinions of experts. Who knows that experts may be inaccurate sometimes? ah?

Pang Zengxiang smiled bitterly and said, "It's not completely wrong to say he's a demon."

Yong Bowen was completely confused, "Then is it a demon?"

"Before it came up from hell, it was a little devil, but when you caught it, it was no longer a real devil. To be more precise, it was a spirit, a spirit!"

"Kao Jing? It's a monster? It doesn't look like it. It doesn't have any characteristics of a monster at all."

Naturally, there are descriptions of spirits and monsters in the classics of the Tianshi Sect. There is a saying that things can become spirits and beasts can become monsters. There is an essential difference between spirits, monsters and demons. Although the examination paper is an abnormal thing, no matter the magic The shapes are typical of demons and have nothing to do with spirits.

"It is not a spirit in the traditional sense. You know that our Changbai sect has always been famous for training animals. In fact, we also have a secret method that can gather spirits into spirits. Grass and trees are all life, and they are born with spirituality just like humans. Occasionally, one or two spiritual people can become spirits and slowly cultivate into spirits, but the chance is too small. Our Changbai sect has a method that can gather the spirituality of grass and trees and cultivate a certain plant into a spirit! But This process is extremely slow, and what is cultivated are only low-level spirits. Moreover, they have always been limited to living plants, which are of no great use. I always thought that no one paid attention to it. In recent years, through the exchange of information on the Internet, we have a certain understanding of Western magic and monsters. I learned that they later improved the concentration method based on their demon summoning array, which can summon low-level demons from the depths of hell, bind them in specific objects, and then gather the spirits of similar items for cultivation, so as to achieve the goal of cultivating demons with considerable strength in a short period of time. The purpose of the spirit. After Qing Heng learned this spell, he secretly summoned a demon and tied it in the test paper. He then collected the test paper spirits from major schools who had great resentment for the test to cultivate it, and slowly cultivated it into a demon. A tester!"

"What use can this thing be used for? It doesn't seem to have any ability. It's just an illusion of taking an exam, at the junior high school level. I broke it instantly."

"Tianshi, you are different from ordinary people, so naturally you are not afraid of the illusion of the exam." Pang Zengxiang first complimented him a little, "However, Qingheng cultivated this exam essence not to deal with anyone, but to cope with the exam! After the exam essence is formed,

If you use specific methods to refine and integrate it into yourself, you will have the special ability to take the exam. The exam will have the ability to grow. When you go to high school, you will automatically form a high school exam fantasy based on the high school study content, and you will have the ability to solve all high school and advanced test questions.

Ability, that is to say, after integrating the test essence, Qingheng will become an invincible test-taking genius!"

"You mean..." The corner of Yong Bowen's mouth twitched, and he couldn't believe what he heard, "He was so powerful that he summoned a little devil from hell, arranged formations, and went to various schools to collect exam ghosts. In the end,

The purpose is just to cope with the exam!"
Chapter completed!