in the name of evil

Chapter 19 Shut up the bald donkey!

"Daozhang Zhang, what happened?"

Huiyi sensed that something was wrong. She had known Daoist Zhang for so many years, and with his ability to nourish Qi, even mentioning his nephew would just sigh, and she had never lost her composure.

Zhang Daochang left the sentence "I can't get in touch with the oil painting", and hurriedly wanted to enter the house to find the oil painting.

Huiyi followed behind, comforting Daoist Zhang.

The two entered through the main entrance, so they also came directly outside the reception hall.

Pushing open the main entrance of the villa, one glanced over, and there was nothing in the place where the oil paintings were originally hung.

"It's really gone." Zhang Daochang stared blankly at the wall, and bad guesses flashed in his heart.

"This bastard, won't you just take the oil painting away?"

He approached the wall directly, wanting to use the tracking technique to find the whereabouts of the oil painting.

"Zhang Daoist be careful!" Hui Yi shouted.

Zhang Daochang turned his head subconsciously, but the movement of his feet did not stop.

"Oh shit!" Zhang Daochang yelled, then hugged one leg, and jumped two steps back on one foot.

All his attention was on the wall without oil paintings, and he didn't notice the mirror fragments in the middle of the hall.

"Who the hell?"

After taking off his shoes, several thin red lines appeared on the soles of Zhang Daochang's feet.

He has reached the realm of refining grains and transforming essence, and it is difficult for ordinary attacks to hurt him, but he is still a mortal body after all, although the skin has not been cut by the fragments, the stinging pain is still real.

Seeing Daoist Zhang jumping into a rage, Hui Yi recited the Buddha's name and walked to the other side to check.

"Why is Master so full of veins?"

"Zhang Daochang, don't joke."

"You really want to laugh?"

"The poor monk did not."

"Your face is blushing."

"The poor monk just feels a little hot."

"It's almost winter now."

"Amitabha."

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The bald donkeys were all wilted, Daoist Zhang said silently in his heart.

But Daoist Zhang did not argue with Hui Yi, the most urgent thing is to find the oil painting, as Hui Yi said, this oil painting is a treasure no matter how you say it, it cannot be said that it is gone.

"Why are there so many fragments of mirrors on the ground?" After suppressing her smile, Hui Yi frowned and asked.

"I'm not waiting. The mirror couldn't have been shattered out of nowhere. The newcomer must have discovered some secrets and shattered the mirror. But why didn't the mirror ghost attack him when the mirror shattered?"

Zhang Daochang suddenly reacted and murmured:
"Could it be that he really solved the riddle, and even has the ability to deal with the mirror ghost?"

The newcomer submitted the task, indicating that the other party was safe at this time, which made Zhang Daochang doubt his previous judgment.

"Daozhang Zhang, let's find the oil painting first. The newcomer should not take away such a strange thing. Even if he takes it away, the secret method of Tianshi Mansion should not be able to contact it at all."

Hui Yi reminded that seeing Daoist Zhang's reaction, he felt something was wrong.

"That's right." Zhang Daochang nodded, his expression was already a little dignified.

Daoist Zhang took Hui Yi to the place where the clues were left on the second floor.

"Sure enough, the diary is gone. It seems that he found the clue we left him."

Zhang Daochang frowned, he felt that the situation was a little out of control, this newcomer didn't just wander around all night and found nothing like he said.

Then, he checked other rooms on the second floor and found that the mirrors in all rooms were broken.

"Sure enough." Hui Yi said: "There are a lot of debris in the hall, it seems that this newcomer broke all the mirrors."

"No, there should be one side that hasn't been broken." Daoist Zhang left the second floor first and went to the big bathroom without explaining.

When Huiyi caught up, he saw Daoist Zhang staring at a full-length mirror full of cracks.

"Zhang Daoist, this is."

Zhang Daochang turned his head very mechanically, with a stiff expression: "This is the only mirror that the mirror ghost can pass through now, and the others are sealed by us. Unless you have looked at this mirror, the mirror ghost can't pull people into it." Hiding space."

"Then this is" Hui Yi pointed to the crack on the mirror.

"This shows that the newcomer really discovered the existence of the mirror ghost and defeated the mirror ghost."

"Is it possible that the newcomer broke it as soon as he entered the villa?"

As soon as Huiyi's words came out of his mouth, Zhang Daochang looked silly, and after thinking about it, he realized how stupid his words were.

The bathroom is very empty. As long as you enter here, you will be seen by the full-length mirror hanging in the middle of the wall. In other words, as long as you can see the mirror, you will be seen by yourself.

And the mirror ghost naturally couldn't let people destroy the mirror, this had already touched its bottom line, even Song Xian couldn't stop it.

Unless the mirror ghost is defeated, it is impossible to destroy this mirror, which is equivalent to the mirror ghost's life.

Hui Yi sighed, and when she turned her head, she found the oil painting of Jiang Li kicking into the bathtub after padding her butt like garbage.

"Zhang Daochang, is this the oil painting?"

Zhang Daochang followed Huiyi's gaze, and then saw the oil painting lying quietly at the bottom of the pool.

He jumped into the bathtub with a groan, turned the oil painting over, and then looked shocked.

"Song Xian is gone!"

"Who?" Hui Yi had never heard of this name.

"The girl who competed with the mirror ghost for the oil painting." Zhang Daochang explained.

"Any other discoveries?"

"Yes." Zhang Daochang said bitterly: "The spirit in the painting is gone. This oil painting is just an ordinary oil painting now."

Hui Yi clasped his hands together and closed his eyes: "My condolences to Daoist Zhang."

Silly donkey can't speak human language!
Zhang Daochang looked at the oil painting that had become a mortal thing, and wanted to cry but had no tears.

He knew he was wrong, dead wrong.

The newcomer not only got rid of the mirror ghost, but also got rid of Song Xian, and even got rid of the spirit of the oil painting.

While Hui Yi seemed calm, in fact, he was also very surprised at the moment.

From Daoist Zhang’s words, he understood that the oil painting is so extraordinary that it can even be ranked in the list of people. Although it is only at the end, only Taoist priests who have cultivated to the extreme for a hundred days to build a foundation or monks with ten beliefs who have cultivated to the extreme can handle it. .

Looking at the scene, there were no traces of fighting, which showed that the newcomer dealt with the oil painting cleanly, and it should be in a crushing posture, and his strength may have reached the level of him and Zhang Daochang.

And such a character, why is there no record in the Cleaners Union?
"Even the anglers haven't seen his true strength? This rookie, it's not easy."

Hui Yi said with a sigh.

But Zhang Daochang didn't think of this, he just felt sorry for the abandoned oil painting.

"How can I explain when I go back?" Daoist Zhang wanted to cry but had no tears, which was equivalent to destroying the treasures of the Tianshi Mansion right under his nose.

"Next time when we formulate a task, Tianshifu will have to be more careful." Hui Yi reminded Daoist Zhang with a smile on his face.

Zhang Daochang savored carefully, and only then did he understand Huiyi's meaning.

Set such a high mission goal in the cup, the cup is crooked, right?
Daoist Zhang's eyes on Hui Yi suddenly turned resentful.

Damn bald donkey, can you shut up?

At this time, Jiang Li didn't know what happened after he left, and he was immersed in completing the trial task perfectly. Not only did he save the taxi fare, he could have a good breakfast, but he could finally start making big money plans in the joy of
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