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Chapter 650 I Don't Believe That Brother Evil Ghost Can Cover the Sky With One Hand

Samurai Rang stood in a room with many bookshelves on the four walls of Qingdu Guanyuanyuan, looked at the young Taoist priest sitting in front of him expectantly, and said in a low voice.

"This fairy elder, I heard that Qingdu Guan is the mysterious altar of the Taishi Bureau, right?"

"Not bad!"

The young Taoist priest lowered his head and answered while writing something seriously in a pamphlet laid on top of the case.

"May I ask what's the matter, old man?"

"Is such that……"

Samurai Jean said eagerly.

"The evil spirit killed a certain son, and a certain wants to report the case to the Taishi Bureau!"

"The evil spirit killed your son?"

Hearing that it was such a serious matter, the young Taoist priest did not dare to be negligent, and immediately stopped what he was doing, reached out and took a piece of paper with various square frames drawn on it from the bookshelf beside him, and spread it on his In front of him, he raised the writing brush next to him again.

"Old man, please tell me the specific situation, Pindao will help you make a record, and then our Taishi Bureau will send appropriate personnel to deal with it according to the strength of the evil spirit."

"Yes Yes!"

The samurai nodded gratefully to the young Taoist priest, and continued.

"The thing is like this. A few nights ago, not long after X died, his younger brother who turned into a ghost suddenly appeared with many ghost soldiers, and captured X and X's two sons and nephew..."

Before Samurai Rang finished speaking, the Taoist priest opposite him had stopped the pen in his hand and looked at him with strange eyes.

"So... you are the warrior Jean?"

"That's right! That's right!"

Samurai Jean nodded again and again, and said excitedly.

"Xianchang, you know something about XX, can you..."

"cannot!"

Before the samurai had finished speaking, the Taoist had already flatly rejected him, then he put down the brush in his hand, and put back the paper he had just pulled out.

"If you had said earlier that you were a samurai, the poor would not have to worry about it..."

"..."

The samurai blinked his eyes in astonishment, his face full of disbelief.

"Immortal... Didn't you say that our Taishi Bureau is responsible for dealing with evil spirits and monsters?"

"That's right!"

The Taoist priest took back the notebook he had just put aside and laid it down again, and said slowly.

"However, the samurai Wu Shangshu did not become a ghost, but a god. Besides, this matter was also caused by your abuse of the eldest lady of the Yang family. So this is your housework. Is the Taishi Bureau right?" I'll take care of it."

"What? No matter!"

After hearing the words of the young Taoist priest, Samurai Rang became anxious immediately.

"My son was killed by the evil spirit, how can you ignore it?"

"If you die, you die..."

Regarding Samurai Rang's accusation, the young Taoist priest said lightly without even raising his head.

"It's a good thing that this kind of guy who has bad intentions for his aunt died!"

"How dare you say that..."

After hearing this sentence, Samurai Rang only felt his head buzzing, and instantly became furious. He took a step forward and slapped his hands on the table vigorously.

"That's my own son! He died so badly, how dare you say his death is a good thing!"

Facing the furious warrior Rang, the young Taoist calmly raised his head and shouted loudly towards the outside.

"Operation team, there is an old guy here planning to make trouble..."

A few minutes later, Samurai Rang was pushed out of the side door of Qingdu Temple by two big-armed Taoist priests, and he was thrown on the ground with a plop. Closed the side door of the Taoist temple.

The samurai with a sad face sat on the ground outside the gate of Qingdu Temple, his body trembling with anger.

"Evil ghosts don't even care about murdering the Taishi Bureau. Is there any justice in this? Is there any law?"

After sitting blankly on the ground for a while, the samurai got up silently, patted his robe, and walked towards Yongxingfang with heavy steps.

He will definitely not forget about it...

Since the Taoist priests of the Taishi Bureau said that his younger brother had become a god, he went to the god and cried. If he remembered correctly, the most effective god in Chang'an City should be a god named Du Chenghuang.

but……

"Why didn't you let someone in?"

The samurai Rang holding a joss stick had just arrived at the gate of the Town God's Temple when he was stopped by Miao Zhu who had already been waiting here.

"Old man, I'm very sorry!"

Although Miao Zhu had a pleasant smile, he looked at Samurai Rang with an unconcealable contempt in his eyes.

"Master Chenghuang said that your affairs are the family affairs of your Wu family, and he can't take care of them. Besides, he doesn't want to take care of a scumbag who wants to take over his brother's family property and indulge his son indecently assaulting his younger siblings... So Mr. Chenghuang invites you Don't go crying to him, lest everyone be embarrassed."

"..."

The samurai didn't even know how he left the Town God's Temple. He only remembered the way those Chang'an people who came to the Town God's Temple to offer incense in the end pointed at him under the propaganda of the temple celebration.

hateful!

He didn't believe it anymore, his dead brother could cover the sky with one hand.

If Taoist priests and gods don't care, he will go to monks. If monks don't care, he will go to those witches who believe in evil gods. revenge for his son.

Just when the samurai arrived at the gate of Yongxingfang with a heavy heart, he happened to bump into his two nephews Wu Yuanqing and Wu Yuanshuang face to face.

In the end, before he could say hello, he saw his two nephews turned a corner at the same time, and took a few other guys who seemed to be rangers to detour and avoid him.

The warrior made a cold snort, and looked at the back of his two nephews leaving with a look of resentment!
These two bloody beasts!

The reason why my son had unreasonable thoughts about the lady of the Yang family was completely instigated by these two beasts. In the end, my son died, but the two beasts were still alive and well.

Why?
……

Just as Samurai Rang was looking at his two nephews with hateful eyes, in a black carriage not far from him, a man with a few touches of gray at the end of his hair was looking at him, While stroking a two-handed sword with blue light shining in his arms.

"Hehehe..."

The man let out a few deep laughs.

"I really didn't expect that Gu was only at Pei Jieyu's request to help him find out if the family of the warrior Xun knew Pei Jieyu's identity, but in the end Gu encountered such a big surprise."

Following the man's laughter, the blue light on the two-handed sword also jumped up and down, as if expressing something.

"You are right, such dark and resentful emotions can definitely be forged into a good weapon! I believe that his hatred for the city god Zhang Daoyuan will definitely play its due role when he controls Chang'an Yindi alone."

As he spoke, the man lowered his eyes again, and gently stroked the body of the two-handed sword with his hands.

"My baby! You're always right..."

As he said that, the man raised the car curtain with his hand, and said to a guard with an expressionless face and a cold expression, who looked like a dead person.

"Go! Tell the samurai to let that idiot say that Gu is very sympathetic to what happened to him, and let him come to see Gu in the East Palace tomorrow morning!"

After hearing the man's words, the guard nodded without saying a word, then turned and walked in the direction of Samurai Rang.

"Hahaha……"

The man put down the curtain of the car, and gently stroked the long sword in his hand.

"My baby, how do you think I should treat this idiot? Should I bless him directly, or... oh! You said let Yu Ji refine him into a yellow turban warrior first, and then perform the blessing transformation! Hmm! Say It makes sense, so let's do it!"

While the man was muttering to himself, the carriage gradually left and disappeared in the streets of Chang'an.

……

"Damn it, I almost ran into Uncle San just now!"

After walking out of the gate of Yongxingfang, Wu Yuanqing spit on the ground with some dissatisfaction, and muttered something.

"If Aye finds out that the two of us are still walking with him, he might come up and beat us. By the way, can't this old bastard go back to Bingzhou?"

"What are you talking about him..."

Wu Yuanshuang on the side said indifferently.

"Let's go to Pingkangfang as soon as possible. I will get back the money I lost yesterday."

"Don't worry, you two gentlemen!"

After hearing Wu Yuanshuang's words, a skinny ranger who was beside him immediately said jokingly.

"Someone has made it clear that today is the casino's game, and they want to engage a very wealthy horse dealer in the Northland. As long as the two gentlemen cooperate with the casino, they will definitely be able to get back all the money they lost yesterday. And make a lot of money at the same time.”

"is it?"

After hearing the words of this ranger, Wu Yuanshuang's face immediately revealed an impatient expression.

"Then what are you waiting for? Let's go!"

"Don't worry, it's still early..."

A handsome ranger on the other side continued.

"The game of gambling will only start tonight. The two young gentlemen might as well go to Lianyiju for a while. This afternoon, Xiulan female history who is known as Chang'an Oiran will perform on stage in person, and it is said..."

You Xia'er lowered his voice and smiled obscenely.

"Whoever tipped the most during Xiulan's female history performance in the afternoon will be her guest of honor at night."

"Is what you said true?"

After hearing this, Wu Yuanqing regained his spirit immediately.

"If you want to enter Xiulan Nvshi's boudoir, you must have outstanding literary talents. Not only must you write poems immediately, but you must also be able to get into Xiulan Nvshi's eyes. Are you sure you only need to reward this time?"

"Of course, this is the secret of Pingkangfang, and the casual guests will not know it."

The handsome ranger said confidently.

"If it weren't for the handsomeness of a certain person, if the Seventeenth Mother of Lianyiju wanted to marry a certain person, she would definitely not know about it."

"That's great!"

Wu Yuanqing clapped his hands and said impatiently.

"Today, a certain one must tip my best efforts and win Xiulan's female history!"

(End of this chapter)