Chapter 117: Dispel the Evil Spirit (15)

The car screeched to a halt, and a number of people squeezed on.

The empty seats at the back were filled in an instant, and Chuzheng floated to the side to avoid being sat upon.

With so many people around, Xia Han didn't dare to speak, so he could only quietly signal Chuzheng to sit on his lap.

Chuzheng gave him a look, turned, and floated out of the car, leisurely following outside the vehicle.

Xia Han pressed his face against the window, wondering why Little Beauty wouldn't sit since his lap was so warm.

The car stopped at Taokong Mountain, which also counted as a scenic spot. Quite a few people came here specifically to seek the Taoist of Taokong Mountain, and many disembarked here.

Senior Brother Changbian and the others had almost all left. He turned and called out to Xia Han, "Where's the card that Mr. Jhiang gave you?"

The young man blinked, "Senior Brother, this is what Mr. Jhiang gave to me."