Wait, what is this going on?

Luo Feng looked at the old Taoist priest's old face in a daze, and his mind was turning rapidly.

Could it be that I happened to trigger some special plot?

This idea only lingers in Luo Feng's mind for a moment before he directly denies it.

He isn't really playing games!

In other words, eliminate the tiny possibility that the other party is joking... This old Taoist priest really knows him?

Luo Feng glanced at the game name [Tao Shi Zhang] displayed on the old Taoist priest's head, and then asked tentatively: "Have you seen me before?"

"Hahaha!"

A string of cheerful and loud laughter sounded, as if mixed with a meaningful feeling.

"Actually, you don't have to be so restrained in front of me. If you calculate it, we are still of the same origin."

Taoist Zhang paused, and the bright eyes under Shoumei stared at Luo Feng, and said, "I have seen you, but I am not seen you."

What is this going to be?

Luo Feng frowned, but before he could speak, he saw Taoist Zhang reach out and pointing to the fox ghost on his waist, and said with a smile: "No matter what, this fox is yours after all. Isn't this wrong? "

Luo Feng was stunned again when he heard this, and then smiled bitterly.

Taoist Zhang's words really hit the point.

Although Luo Feng didn't know what unpaid medicine money, there was one thing that was clear... The fox mentioned by the other party was really the one from his family.

Luo Feng sat on the cushion and thought for a while, and finally asked Taoist Zhang: "May I ask, what medicine did my fox steal from you back then? How much does the medicine money do you need?"

"Not many, I'll be able to return home. The little guy only stole half a stick. You gave me a novel object that I liked. The remaining half of the incense stick will give you." Taoist Zhang smiled.

"What is a 'new object'?"

"Even strange or rare, it's OK."

Luo Feng looked down at the fox ghost on his waist and asked again: "What's the 'returning home lead'?"

"The Vietnamese bird lives in the south, and the fox dies in the hill. The wanderer has been away for many years and will never find the way home... Your fox wanted to return to Qingqiu before he died, but he couldn't have any way, so he dragged his body into the South China Sea and came here to steal medicine. But because of this, he had to meet the good master."

Taoist Zhang's words contained a lot of information for Luo Feng.

He was almost 100% sure that the so-called "good master" in Taoist Zhang's words should be his ancestor. The words said by Taoist Zhang should refer to what happened before the fox ghost's sword was born, or before the little fox's fox spirit was attached to the sword.

After roughly clarifying the causes and consequences, Luo Feng found that he could only think of himself as unlucky.

After all, the fox ghost is his sword. Although the disaster of money was inexplicable, if he wanted to walk out of the pharmacy safely, he would probably have to pinch his nose and recognize it.

As a result, Luo Feng took a deep breath, took out all the items he carried from his backpack, and said to Taoist Zhang with a sincere look: "Now there are only so many things around me, are there anyone you can admire?"

Taoist Zhang walked down and looked at the items that Luo Feng had put out one by one. Soon, he stopped in front of something that Luo Feng unexpectedly had.

"You are a Taoist priest, where did this Buddhist scripture come from?"

At the warning of Taoist Zhang, Luo Feng's eyes also fell on a slightly old scripture, with his brows slightly frowned.

He didn't expect that Taoist Zhang would read a Buddhist scripture in the end.

The original owner of this scripture was his third uncle Feng Yibei, and by chance he kept it in his hand.

Logically speaking, he shouldn't give this scripture to others. He just wanted to clean his backpack before he took it out.

However, before Luo Feng could figure out how to express his rejection to Taoist Zhang in a tactful way, he saw Taoist Zhang reach out without hesitation and want to pick up the Buddhist scriptures placed on the ground.

At this moment, an unexpected situation happened.

"ah!"

As soon as Taoist Zhang touched the scriptures, wisps of white smoke appeared in his palm. Luo Feng clearly saw that a large piece of burning marks like flames burning through paper spread from Taoist Zhang's fingers when he touched the scriptures to his wrist in a short moment.

Suddenly, after making an unexpected cry of pain, Taoist Zhang quickly withdrew his hand, covered the injured hand and retreated, staring at the seemingly ordinary scripture on the ground in surprise.

Luo Feng raised his head, looked at the old Taoist priest with some confusion, and then looked at the scriptures alertly.

But his reaction was not as scared as Taoist Zhang, but instead he looked as if he was thinking as expected.

He hadn't reacted at first, but after thinking about it carefully, Luo Feng realized something was wrong.

If Feng Yibei really wanted to take back the scriptures, Luo Feng probably would have a way to let him send the scriptures back even if he had returned to Jiahe.

But the fact is that there was no movement after this scripture came to him.

Luo Feng guessed that his third uncle must be thinking about something again.

It is not certain that Feng Yibei wants to use this scripture to get rid of the limitations of the earth-bound spirit.

Therefore, Luo Feng had long guessed that this scripture was not simple.

Today, Taoist Zhang's reaction after encountering the scriptures can be regarded as an indirect confirmation of the conjecture in his mind.

The reason why Luo Feng ignored this scripture for the time being was entirely because he had more important things at hand.

Anyway, Feng Yibei is his third uncle, so he wouldn't really kill him. It would be fine if he came to solve this problem later.

Now Luo Feng is even more confused about another thing... Can't even the owner of Miaoyingfang stop Feng Yibei?

As soon as Luo Feng's question was born, he heard Taoist Zhang cough and say, "It seems that the origin of your scripture is not simple... Well, I can say that today is a blessing for you. I have opened my eyes and you will give this medicine money!"

After saying that, Taoist Zhang took out a half-stick of incense from the sleeve of the robe, threw it to Luo Feng, and then turned around and returned to the couch.

"Send the guests."

“Yes, Master.”

The little Taoist boy who always stood beside him was always disciplined and he would take Luo Feng out after he finished saluting Taoist Zhang.

As a result, Luo Feng was stunned and remembered the serious matter and asked quickly: "May I ask, do you have any medicine to drive away the evil spirits in your body? No matter how much it is, I want to buy it!"

As soon as he said this, the little Taoist boy paused and turned to look at Taoist Zhang on the couch.

"There are naturally medicines; but you can't afford this medicine."

The hand that Taoist Zhang had touched the scriptures before was completely put into his sleeve. He sat on the couch and said this to Luo Feng seriously.

At this moment, Luo Feng suddenly felt that Taoist Zhang's appearance was a little different from what he saw when he just came in... The wrinkled old face was staring at him silently, and it was a bit gloomy and terrifying.
Chapter completed!