Zamao Xiaodao chatted with me casually for a few words, and his words revealed that he was very familiar with Taoist collections and ancient metaphysics.

I have short-sighted eyes, no experience, and can't tell the truth from the lie. I just deal with it. After talking about yesterday's experience, Mao Keming bowed around and said loudly that the source had been identified and it must be the person who jumped from the building in July.

If a woman does evil, she should be saved and extradited back to the underworld.

After saying that, he packed up his belongings: peach wood sword, Bagua plate, Qiankun cloth bag, soul-calling flag... These guys who were eating were well equipped, and the idle owners around also wanted to follow them to make some soy sauce. The manager of the property company

Unable to stop him, Zamao Xiaodao said calmly: "Evil things, with a lingering aura, will cause some contamination. One will make you weak and sick, and the other will make your fortune disappear. If there are people who are not afraid, it doesn't matter. You can follow Pindao." The crowd immediately dispersed.

Most of it.

I smiled and said that I was stupid, bold and curious, so I might as well go and have a look.

He glanced at me, nodded slightly, and said nothing.

Arriving at the first room on the east side of the fifth floor, the property manager opened the door. Zamao Xiaodao picked a talisman with a mahogany sword, lit it on fire, danced wildly with words, and then entered. I followed him and the staff went in together. This is

A spacious three-bedroom apartment with a very feminine decoration style, pink and lavender. It was still early outside, but there was a gloomy atmosphere inside. Maybe it had not been lived in for several months, and there was a smell of dust.

Someone opened the curtains and turned on the lights. The room was as bright as day, and it felt a little better.

I squinted and looked at it for a while, but didn't notice anything unusual. This girl obviously loved Kanyu Feng Shui during her lifetime, or the Hong Kong businessman liked Feng Shui very much. The paintings, potted plants, and fish tanks on the wall were all placed in place, and they were very particular.

It was obviously after the guidance of an expert. Logically speaking, no evil ghost can be born in such an environment. However, I experienced it once yesterday and I can't deny it.

I followed the miscellaneous path and walked around the room. When I came to the master bedroom, I saw a large bed covered with a bright red silk quilt. I felt very uncomfortable because I had been warned that the owner of the room was HIV positive.

Carrier, so he didn't dare to touch it. After reading Zamao Xiaodao, he told the property manager that the owner of the house was supposed to be rich and noble, and he might be able to get upright and enjoy a lifetime of glory. Unexpectedly, he made a wrong move and fell into an abyss.

, so he is resentful and unjust, and his soul remains in the human world, so there is no harm in waiting for him to open an altar to save this unrepentant ghost.

After saying that, the property management team, which had been prepared, immediately moved in the Eight Immortals table, incense burner, shrine and other necessary items. As for the living room, Zamao Xiaodao took out various scattered props from the Qiankun bag, burned his hands with incense, and started practicing the altar.

The staff stood in a pile. I squeezed behind and saw the guy chanting something, then dancing with a mahogany sword. Sometimes he picked up a yellow paper charm, placed it on the incense candle, lit it, danced and danced with Yu steps.

I listened carefully to his sutra formula for a while, and it seemed to be "Deng Zhen Yin Jue", and it also seemed to be a divine attack. I couldn't hear what it was. After a while, he shouted loudly: "Tai Shang Laojun, everyone

When you are on duty as an immortal class, you are as urgent as the law. Pardon!" This sentence was quite clear. I saw that he was motionless after finishing speaking, as if frozen. Three seconds later, he began to speak in another voice: "Wu

That female ghost, suffering in the world, must not stay, the soul will return to the soul, the earth will return to the earth, set foot on the road to hell as soon as possible, don’t delay, don’t delay, we will say goodbye today, there will be no return date in the distance..."

At this moment I finally couldn't help but laugh.

Others don't know this, but I do know: This person has no divine light projection on him, talks to himself, and is just fooling around with money. This also confirms my idea, he is indeed a fake Taoist priest who cheats on food and drink.

After saying this, the Zamao Trail was still dancing the Yu steps again, with a larger amplitude and exaggeration. I was too lazy to enjoy the monkey show anymore, communicate with the golden silkworm Gu, and carefully took a look at the extraordinary things in the room. I scanned around and found that

The room is dark, but the most colorful place is the bathroom in the bedroom.

There was a commotion, the sky also darkened, the lights outside the community started to turn on, and the windows of thousands of households lit up.

I moved towards the bedroom, until I reached the glass partition door of the bathroom. Just as I was reaching out to pull, I felt someone pull me hard. When I looked back, I saw it was the fat security guard. He said expressionlessly, "You can't."

Go in. I said fuck, I can’t even look at it? He said that no one can move without permission. The quarrel here attracted the attention of the property manager. He came over to persuade me, Mr. Lu, it’s better not to move.

Okay, let Taoist Master Mao do it.

I vaguely felt something was wrong, so I shook off the fat security guard's hand and didn't bother to pay attention to him. The guy was quite fat, but his hands were very cold.

The miscellaneous path in the living room had already invited the gods and pretended to save the dead souls. Then he took a coarse porcelain bowl with clean water, mixed with incense ash, and the remaining yellow talisman paper. He took a sip and began to spray it around the room.

, he has great lung capacity, and a mouthful of water can spray out a large mist. After spraying the living room, he sprayed the people in the room again. The property manager, the old Sichuan security guard and another young guy all frowned and accepted the spray.

It was pointed at me, this thing was so unhygienic, I quickly avoided it and said no, no, no, no, I really can’t enjoy this thing.

He frowned and looked at me, then turned to look like the fat security guard. The fat security guard also dodged, and he became angry. He sprayed it into the air and muttered: "I am doing this for your own good. After this spray, all evil spirits will be gone."

..." He carried the mahogany sword, took another sip of fragrant ash water, and came to the bedroom. Knowing that the original owner was ill, he used the tip of the sword to pick up the red silk sheets, and a large mouthful of water mist spurted out, which was spectacular. After spraying,

Satisfied with these, he looked around with complacency and said: "This is over now, I'll leave on my own. Manager Wang, I'm not telling you that there is something wrong with the Feng Shui pattern of your building... Huh?"

Halfway through his words, his eyes focused on the bathroom door attached to the bedroom.

I think this guy originally wanted to get the feng shui consulting fee from the property management company, and that was the end of it. However, he was more or less a person with some common sense. He looked at the bathroom through the frosted glass. It was dark, and there seemed to be something inside.

Shaking, all the lies in my heart stayed in my Adam's apple, I grunted, and stared at the pot of Chlorophytum next to the bathroom.

Then, he choked violently, apparently swallowing the ash water remaining in his mouth.

After coughing, his face turned green and red, and he murmured to himself: "This Chlorophytum... is a very dangerous thing. I think this family also knows a little about the art of public disobedience, how could they make such a low-level mistake?"

?" With that said, he raised his leg, held up his sword, took out a painted talisman from the Qiankun bag, and walked carefully.

When he came closer, he poked it with his sword, but failed to push it open. The door was locked from the inside out.

Several people around took deep breaths and didn't speak. They all felt a solemn atmosphere in the room: no one was inside, what locked the door? I felt cold, there was no wind, but it was extremely cold.

A piercing chill traveled up from the tailbone. At this time, I had already felt something...MD, that ghost thing is here again.

Cow tears, cow tears... Where can I find an old cow in this city who can give me tears?

To be honest, if I hadn't been worried about this hairy trail, I would have been able to see the spiritual things clearly if I wore Duoduo.

Zamao Xiaodao obviously felt it. He turned around, saw me, and said, Mr. Lu, what's going on? I don't know why I thought of asking me, but I still gave him an idea: "Find a hammer, or kick this

If the glass is broken by kicking, there must be something fishy inside." He said, Mr. Lu, you are an expert, why don't you come? I shook my head quickly and took two steps to the side, farther away from the crowd.

I feel very cold, as if someone is secretly coveting me, and a malicious gaze sweeps across my neck, making all the cold hairs feel uncomfortable.

Since Zamao Xiaodao proposed it, the manager surnamed Wang and others had a discussion and decided to pry the door first, and then smash it if it didn't work. The fat security guard was sent to find a crowbar, while the old security guard and another tall and thin plainclothes staff member

Open the door. At that time, there were me, the bastard old man, Manager Wang, two security guards and a treasurer (who seemed to be Manager Wang’s love interest) in the room. It turned out that there was a soy sauce owner just like me, but I felt bored halfway through.

Ran.

The fat security guard came out of the bedroom and chatted with me. He said, Mr. Lu, I feel a sense of intimacy as soon as I see you. I said yes, I think you do too, you look like a star. He asked who it was? I said Yin.

Zhiping. I thought he didn't know what "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" was, but he agreed very much. He sighed and said: If I can be Yin Zhiping in this life, what if I die?

I don’t know if he thinks of himself as the wretched Taoist priest of the Quanzhen Sect who defiled Xiao Longnu, or the real Quanzhen leader in history. I was speechless for a moment. The two staff members talked about it for a while and both said that it was really evil.

, it felt like something was sucking inside. No matter what, the door didn't open. Just as he was talking, a huge body walked in, and Manager Wang cursed: "Fat man, I told you to go get the tools and come back to fuck me?" Fatty?

The security guard didn't say anything, so I looked up and saw that this guy's eyes were turned up, and all the whites were exposed, and Baozi's face was filled with an evil scowl.

Looking down, he actually held a kitchen knife in his hand.

Zamao Xiaodao and I looked at each other and shouted at the same time: "The ghost is here!"

"ah……"

Before he finished speaking, the fat security guard raised the kitchen knife in his right hand high. This thickened knife, which should be specially used to chop bones, swung it towards the nearest manager Wang, and howled sharply overclocking.

Scream. How could this voice be shouted by a big, muscular man? It was clearly the scream of a young woman. As soon as the blood flashed, the bone-cutting knife pulled down Manager Wang's left hand that he subconsciously tried to block, and the knife got stuck in the bone.

There was a tooth-itching sound, and Manager Wang fell to his knees wailing.

The female accountant immediately let out an earth-shattering howl: "Oh my god... ghost..."

Although professionals are of high quality, even though they don't seem to have much real ability, the bastard named Mao Keming still jumped to the door, burned a wisp of flame from the yellow talisman paper, and forced himself in front of the fat security guard.

The possessed fat security guard was afraid of the fire talisman, so he drew his sword and retreated. After a moment to regain his composure, he swung his sword to strike again. Mao Keming raised his sword to block it. I thought the mahogany sword would be broken at the sound, but I didn't expect that the thing actually resisted.

Hold this sharp knife and bounce it back.

The female accountant went crazy, ignored the fight between the two, and ran outside when she saw an opening. I wanted to stop him, but I only grabbed a piece of clothing and struggled to run away. Before he could take two steps, the fat security guard was pushed away by Mao Keming.

With a backhand knife, the beautiful head was cut off from the neck to the root, and the blood in the body was like a spray gun waterfall, spraying the room with a thick smell of blood.

People are dead...it's too horrible to look at!

At this time, I was also anxious. I had always thought that ghosts were just scary, but I didn’t expect that there was a trick called ghost possession. I didn’t dare to hide my secrets when my life was concerned. Borrowing the power transmitted by the golden silkworm Gu, I stepped on it.

I quickly rushed to the fat security guard with my foot, raised my leg and kicked him. I used to get into fights in my hometown when I was a child, so I knew the trick, so I kicked him right in the center of the body. The fat security guard fell down suddenly, smashing the wooden floor.

ring.

Mao Keming was shamefully sprinkled with blood all over his body by the female financial officer. He was so angry that the Three Corpse Gods appeared. He was so furious that he used his sword to make four vertical and five horizontal lines. He put his left hand on his waist to symbolize the state of a martingale, and held the sword in his right hand.

, either horizontally or vertically in the air, holding the sword in front of his chest with his left hand, clasping the nails of his little finger and ring finger with his thumb, and shouted: "Those who are facing a fight, all march forward in formation!"

After he finished reciting, he pointed his sword directly at the heart of the fat security guard and stabbed it.

The fat security guard had a wooden sword stuck in his body. Although the tip of the sword did not penetrate his flesh, his whole body was shaking like chaff.

Mao Keming was so happy that he ignored the blood all over his body and took out the yellow talisman and calligraphy book, trying to drive away the ghost on his upper body. However, the fat man shook for a while, stopped unexpectedly, stretched out his left hand to grab the mahogany sword, opened his mouth and roared wildly

, his voice was shrill, his mouth was intertwined with canine teeth, and strange veins appeared on his face, which was not like an ordinary person. He grabbed the bone-cutting knife on the ground with his right hand, hoping to show off his evil again.

I thought to myself that something bad was going on, something bad was going on, this miscellaneous path had some magic power.

However, Tamar only has so little!
Chapter completed!