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Mao Shan waved his hand without thinking, but his face was upright and angry, and said:

"Outside Tan, you are right. There are mostly liars in our business. Of the ten Taoist monks, nine out of them are liars. They corrupt my Daoist reputation!

However, I, Mao Shan, patted my chest and promised that the poor Dao is the tenth, that is, the Taoist with real ability.

As long as the staff member Tan pays a reasonable price, the ghosts in Tan's house that disturb the people will be covered by the poor road! "

Tan Wanwan looked at Mao Shanming's upright appearance, and what he said was really powerful, but would he just believe it with a few words?

Obviously impossible.

Tan Wanwan took out a stack of silver notes from his pocket, rubbed his hands, and then asked:

"How much does the Taoist think is appropriate?"

Mao Shanming stared at the silver bill, the smallest denomination on it was also fifty taels, and his eyes were all worth it. This trip is really going to make a lot of money, and slaughter a big dog!

Mao Shan swallowed, then forced to pretend to be an expert, and said lightly:

"Pan Dao is originally a person outside the party, money is something outside of the body, but for the sincerity of Tan Yuan, then give it three to five hundred..."

The last word "two", Mao Shanming hasn't come out yet, and Tan Wanwan's mouth twitches. He is really a fool. He hasn't done any work, he wants money, and Nima three or five hundred taels. The idiot said the dream is about the same!

Tan Wanwan has also lived for most of his life, and his money was not brought by the wind, so he gave it away for nothing, thinking too much.

He smiled and interrupted without a trace, at the same time he took out a small red envelope from the middle of the bank note, handed it out, and said with a smile:

"The Daoist is an expert, little care, no respect."

Suddenly, Mao Shanming's face was stiff and embarrassing. Is the front-to-back contrast a bit too big? Or is it that the rare pretense just now pretends to be an expert, and he pretends to be too much. He is just a polite, okay not to have such a fun!

However, in the mind of having money and not making white money, Mao Shanming still took the small red envelope and touched the money in the red envelope. It felt very clear. It was a silver dollar, better than nothing.

At the same time, Mao Shanming hummed in his heart, holding such a large amount of silver bills in his hand, only to give him a silver dollar. It was too stingy. Waiting, wait for you to spit it out!

Mao Shanming shook his head, very dissatisfied, but since he took the money, he still had to do something, and in the process of doing something, he could earn extra money.

As for how to make money, Mao Shan had countless plans in mind, which were too trivial, and he didn't believe that Tan Zhai really had anything to do with him, but he just scared himself.

But it’s okay, Tan Zhai has no ghosts, but he has raised two little ghosts to scare a bit, and then flicks more money from the stingy Tan Wanwan, which is the key!

Standing by and watching this scene, Xu Ce secretly smiled, this Mao Shanming is probably very depressed.

At this time, Mao Shan suddenly "drank", then straightened the goose zodiac robe on his body, holding a peach wood sword, standing in front of the altar, chattering non-stop.

"Preliminaries first, then soldiers, little ghosts, listen carefully to me, at Xia Maoshan Ming, under the trust of Tan Wanwan in Taishan Town, clear the door!"

After the words fell, Mao Shan sharply pressed against a copper needle on the altar, and the copper coin pressed on the needle flew up with a sound, then fell from the sky and directly penetrated into the hole in the middle of the copper needle.

Xu Ce looked at it carefully. He didn't know whether Mao Shanming's handles were useful, but they looked really awesome.

Mao Shan continued to shout, sternly:

"Qingtian Yizhu wears money, a magic talisman for a town home!"

A yellow charm, in Mao Shanming's hand, flew out with a sudden wave of his hand.

The Yellow Talisman was accurately nailed to the door beam of the back room, but the matter is not over yet, if you want to make money, the most critical performance is about to be staged.

"Human tonic, shocking umbrella!

Treasures of the underworld, oiled paper umbrellas! Give it to you! "

Mao Shanming took out the two halves of the mountain on the altar, removed the string tied to the umbrella, and threw it into the back room of Tan's house.

At this time, Xu Ce narrowed his eyes slightly. He opened the Dharma Eye. Just now, he saw the slight movement of the two umbrellas, and he soon wanted to understand.

If the guess is correct, the two little ghosts raised by Mao Shanming, Dabao and Xiaobao, are in the umbrella.

And he did this for only one purpose, and that was to release Dabao and Xiaobao as ghosts in Tan's house, and then he took his two little ghosts, who were originally his own, to cooperate, too. It's easy.

Xu Ce had already seen through what Mao Shanming was going to do next, but he didn't say anything. He continued to be a melon-eating crowd. Now Mao Shanming's role is actually quite big and it can consume time.

"...47 minutes and 22 seconds, 47 minutes and 21 seconds, 47 minutes and 20 seconds..."

It's too early for the countdown to sign in.

Mao Shanming is simply the upper body of the dramatist, holding the peach wood sword in one hand, staring at the back room sternly, and sternly said:

"Huh! The poor paper money has also been burned, and the good things have been exhausted. If you don't admit your mistakes, I will hit you hard!"

At this moment, an unpredictable "patter" sound suddenly sounded, and the doors and windows that were originally open in the back room were neatly closed all at once.

Everyone in the Tan family was so scared that they took a step back and looked at the back room with the doors and windows closed with extreme horror.

Only two people at the scene were not scared. One was Mao Shanming, and the other was Xu Ce. Xu Ce saw clearly that the two little ghosts, Dabao and Xiaobao, looked very hard just closing the door and the window.

And this move has really had a good effect.

Mao Shanming glanced back quietly, hummed in his heart, Tan stinged, and then, see if you dare to continue stinging!

Suddenly, the closed door suddenly opened!

Whoosh whoosh, the messy objects were thrown outside, there were two small umbrellas, and some decorations from the back room.

Everyone in the Tan family was scared and slid around.

Mao Shanming stood in front of the altar unmoved, holding the peach wood sword politely, pointing to the opened door, and sternly:

"I don't know how to praise! I'm looking for death!"

Then, with the talent of acting, he cast a spell on a cup of glutinous rice on the altar, and the glutinous rice immediately jumped, very mysterious.

I have to say that although Mao Shanming is a half-barrel water priest, he really knows some spells. If he doesn't encounter really powerful ghosts, what he has learned and knows is to fool ordinary people, it is really no problem.

After casting the spell, Mao Shanming picked up a copper bowl soaked with willow leaves and sprinkled water with willow leaves on everyone in the Tan family, including Xu Ce.

This method can be regarded as a relatively common eye-opening spell in the Maoshan Method, allowing ordinary people to see ghosts.