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Chapter 17: Old Taoist Sword Dance [Please read]

The old Taoist fell silent and held it in for a while before saying, "The concierge is pretty good too. He is self-reliant."

After he finished speaking, he waved, and one of the paper figures carrying a book box came to him.

The veteran Wu Banxian began to take out various objects from it, such as incense burners, incense letters, banners, yellow talismans, armor and horses, seals and so on.

The paper man was getting closer, and it was the first time that Xu Changsheng carefully observed the paper man.

It was cut from yellow paper and had red lines drawn with a pen on it. Of course, the most important thing was that there was a bright white water coin inlaid on his forehead.

'This free money should be used to provide energy for this paper man, just like a battery.Unfortunately, I thought that making this paper man would not require any other consumption. '

'But judging from this, this old man should be quite rich. Just like now, he has no need for this paper man at all, but he still keeps these two working. '

While Xu Changsheng was thinking about it, the old Taoist priest had already set up the altar.

Once the altar is set up, Taoist priests who come from the orthodox Dharma lineage can perform fasting rituals, pray for good weather and rain, and ward off misfortune.

The old Taoist priest took out a mahogany sword from the book box and stepped into the middle of the altar, chanting scriptures.

In a short while, the wind started blowing in the backyard, blowing the flags.

One of the yellow talismans flew up on its own, circled around the courtyard, and finally landed in a corner, burning on its own.

Seeing such a situation, Zhang Weng fell to his knees and shouted "God".

Xu Changsheng watched all this silently. Regardless of whether it was useful or not, just this set of procedures could indeed scare any ordinary person.

"The ghost here is a bit fierce."

The old Taoist priest stopped and frowned.

"The immortal is going to save me." Xu Changsheng was frightened.

The old Taoist priest waved his hand and signaled Zhang Weng to get up. He then said: "That fox demon has probably been eyeing you for a long time. The place where the talisman fell and burned just now is where the fox demon often comes in and out, and the one with the strongest evil spirit is place."

Xu Changsheng glanced again and found that it was indeed the place that Hu Beizhi passed by the last time he left.

'This old Taoist priest seems to have some strength. '

Xu Changsheng pretended to be frightened and asked: "Where is the ghost?"

"Ghosts..." Wu Banxian looked around, "Ghosts are everywhere."

After Zhang Weng heard this, he was frightened. He wanted to get close to the old Taoist priest, but he didn't dare. In the end, he had to squat next to the paper man to seek some comfort.

Xu Changsheng's face seemed pale with fright.

"Please, please also ask the immortal to save me."

The old Taoist priest was determined and said sternly: "Don't worry, it's just about slaying the demons and subduing them. Leave everything to the poor Taoist. But you are quite strange. Even if the poor Taoist takes action, I'm afraid your vitality will be severely damaged."

——This is to show off.

Xu Changsheng couldn't continue to act, so he could only say: "I'm poor, I haven't received any wages for almost a year."

The old Taoist priest had already expected it and pretended to be worried: "This is a bit difficult to handle. It's okay for the path to suffer some losses, but the worship of this immortal god is indispensable."

"Otherwise, it's okay if you really can't afford the hexagram gold. I have a kind heart and don't want to see the suffering of lay people in the world. Just be casual and hand over the iron sword behind you to Pindao, that's all."

The old Taoist priest looked at Xu Changsheng with a half-smile.

When Zhang Weng saw this, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, he had met a living god.

It is much more reliable than the old monk from Lanruo Temple who eats people without spitting out their bones.

"Chief Immortal, this iron sword was handed down from my ancestors, so I can't use it." Xu Changsheng was very embarrassed.

"You..." The old Taoist priest was furious when he heard this and just wanted to take action and buy and sell by force.

But when he saw Zhang Wengzheng staring at him, he finally waved his sleeves and said angrily: "Then you just wait to die."

After saying that, he asked the paper man to put away the altar tools and leave.

Zhang Weng said hurriedly, "Immortal, I haven't gone to my house yet."

The old Taoist priest glanced at him impatiently and said, "Go, go, go."

After saying that, he looked at Xu Changsheng again, thought for a moment, and said: "When I see you, I will not shed tears without seeing the coffin. Forget it, who has a kind heart? I will open your eyes this time so that I can teach you how to do this." How scary ghosts are."

"Follow up!"

After speaking, he strode towards the door.

Xu Changsheng glanced around, and the ghost in his ear said in his ear at the right time: "The old Taoist priest left a paper man behind your door." Xu Changsheng nodded calmly, and then followed Zhang Weng and Wu Banxian , closed the door and left.

After tea time.

Xu Changsheng came to the door of Zhang's house for the fifth time, but he passed by it four times before. Only this time, he stepped into the yard of Zhang's house.

Zhang Weng had already gone home to prepare, so at this moment, he and a middle-aged woman in gray clothes were standing in the courtyard.

"Immortal, this is a bitch."

Under Zhang Weng's push, the woman hurriedly knelt on the ground and bowed to the half-immortal.

The old Taoist priest was still angry and didn't even look. He just looked around the courtyard and said, "There is indeed a ghost in your house."

Zhang Weng had already encountered the ghost several times, and he was not shocked. He just narrated the hanged ghost he had experienced one by one.

After hearing this, Wu Banxian became interested, "If what you said is true, then this ghost must have its roots in your home. If not, she will not stay away."

After saying that the two paper figures opened the way, he immediately entered the hall.

Xu Changsheng followed closely and followed in. He didn't say anything, but just looked around.

Following Wu Banxian, he walked around the courtyard one by one, and finally returned to the hall.

He could feel that in the entire Zhang family, this hall was the most haunted by ghosts. If there really was such a ghost, it would probably be in this hall.

Wu Banxian obviously saw this, so he placed the altar in the center of the hall.

Originally, he was planning to leave Zhang's house as he pleased, but after being frustrated by Xu Changsheng, he also wanted to show off his skills to this short-sighted young man.

If Xu Changsheng could relent after the incident, then the matter would be over, and he wouldn't bother to tangle with a mountain man.

If Xu Changsheng still doesn't have eyes, then he will have to die from the "ghost" tonight.

The altar was set up to offer sacrifices, and the Taoist priest danced his sword.

Zhang Weng and his wife only dared to stay outside the house and look around, leaving the house to Xu Changsheng and Wu Banxian.

As the sutras were chanted, the wind blew out of thin air in the surrounding houses, and the yellow talismans started to rise.

But as soon as the yellow talisman was lifted, it burned on its own.

The old Taoist had a heavy expression on his face and pointed his magic sword at the pile of paper. In an instant, three yellow talismans flew up one after another and scattered around.

Surround three and let one go.

This is the rule left by the ancestor. Once a door is left for the ghost, the ghost will definitely escape from it.

At this moment, the old Taoist was standing at the Shengmen Gate with an expressionless face.

In just an instant, the three yellow talismans burned themselves again and were completely burned.

The wind died down and everything became calm.

Zhang Weng poked his head outside the door and asked: "Immortal, has the ghost been dealt with?"

The old Taoist priest's face was as gloomy as water. He knew that the ghost was in this hall, and the ghost also knew that he was coming. The yellow talisman just burned, which was the masterpiece of the ghost.

But even so.

He still didn't find any trace!

This ghost is not very powerful, but its concealment ability is first-rate.

Xu Changsheng had already noticed this.

Otherwise, with Hu Beizhi's cunningness, it would be impossible not to discover her traces.

"The ghost has been dealt with."

The old Taoist priest's face turned gloomy for a while, but he finally chose to put away his magic sword.

It's just ten taels of silver, ordinary money, not worthy of his real use. Being able to come over and perform a ritual for this mortal can be regarded as the most benevolent and righteous thing.

Zhang Weng and his wife both breathed a sigh of relief before stepping into the house.

The old Taoist priest turned his attention to Xu Changsheng. He wanted to ask whether this young man should be sold or not.

But when he turned around, he found Xu Changsheng standing in front of an ancient painting.

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