[69 Book Bar - www.] I looked at Master with some surprise. It was hard for me to imagine how this blind Taoist priest from Maoshan knew so many things. What he said sounded like fantasy to me. It was too much.

Mysterious. But after these words, many years later, when I learned a lot of knowledge, I realized that Master is really a master of the generation.

My mother said anxiously: "Master, you said that our family has no grudges against other families, so how could the resentful spirit take a fancy to us?"

The master said: "I don't know about this, but generally speaking, the revenge waves of resentful spirits will guide them to find the brain waves of their enemies."

Dad sighed: "Could Master Hei's sudden death be due to the revenge of the evil spirit?"

Master said: "If my feeling is correct, it should be."

Dad said: "This black man used to be a bandit in the mountains. There should be a lot of resentful spirits looking for him. It is a blessing that he can live to this age."

My mother said anxiously: "Master, if there is a bloody disaster in our family, is there any way you can help us?"

The master nodded, "If you are really in trouble, of course I will help you."

"Then thank you so much, Master!" Mom and Dad quickly thanked them, as if they were afraid that Master would regret it.

Dad said: "Master, if that's the case, why not stay at our house temporarily so that you can guide Fa Zai in his martial arts practice!"

Master, of course, knows what dad means. Dad doesn’t want me to learn more spells. Instead, he wants to keep master at home. In this way, even if he encounters any grudges, he will still have master, an expert, to protect him. Master slightly

With a smile, I agreed to my father's request. My father was very happy and kept urging me to drink wine while holding up his glass.

While everyone was talking, the door opened with a creak, and Grandpa walked into the yard with a pale face.

Grandpa walked into his room without saying a word. No matter how his father called him, he ignored him. My mother asked strangely: "What happened to the old man today? Who made him angry?"

Dad said: "Forget it, I originally told him to eat, but seeing this situation he won't eat either."

The master suddenly said: "I feel the evil spirit."

As soon as these words came out, chills ran down our spines. Dad asked cautiously: "Master, are you saying that the resentful spirit is coming?"

The master didn't say anything. He took out a yellow talisman from his pocket and quickly folded it into a butterfly. He put the paper butterfly in the palm of his hand and took a gentle breath. A miracle happened. The paper butterfly actually vibrated.

He flapped his wings and flew out. If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, you would have thought it was a real butterfly. The butterfly flew and flew, circling back and forth in the room.

Dad was shocked, "Master, this is..."
Chapter completed!