Apprentice the four-eyed Taoist master

Chapter 82 Qilin Statue

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"Three days later, my wife committed suicide by jumping into the lake. Within a month from that day, our Cen Mansion had killed seventeen people in a row, and everyone was in panic. The master moved out of the house because of helplessness. As the days passed, the place was deserted. "

After hearing this, Xu Junming guessed in his heart that this Cen family must not be an ordinary person, especially that Master Cen's status is Bufan, otherwise ordinary people make ghosts, and it takes less than a month, I am afraid that the family will die long ago.

"Dao Master Xu, what else do you want to ask? As long as you can answer again, you must know everything."

"Jushi Zhang, your master wants to be Bufan, right?"

Steward Zhang smiled, but the arrogant color on his face was unconsciously revealed.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Xu Junming didn't ask much.

"With the status of your mansion prince, it is bound to be able to get a lot of famous sects, even they can't solve the ghost disaster of your house?"

Manager Zhang's face was slightly dark.

"Daochang Xu has something to say, please speak frankly?"

"Jushi Zhang misunderstood, I am not refusing. I am just afraid that my own limited learning will not solve the problems of your house, and it will take time!"

As the housekeeper of a high-ranking family, Zhang Youliang is arrogant, but his attitude on the surface is not bad.

"Dao Chang Xu only needs to do his best. Even if things don't happen, my Cen Mansion will still have a dozen silver patterns as a gift."

Twelve grains of silver are enough for a family of five in March, and the practice of the Cen family can be considered kind.

Xu Junming nodded slightly.

"Please also ask Mr. Zhang to open the door and let me go in and take a look."

"Master Xu, please!" Steward Zhang nodded.

"Please!"

Steward Zhang just stepped forward two steps before suddenly stopping and turning around.

"Mr. Huang, Lord, let me thank you for your recommendation. Next, I will take Xu Daochang in and around. If there is nothing wrong with Mr. Huang, please come back."

A faint smile appeared on Huang Yuanjia's face and cupped hands immediately.

"Then I will leave again! ... Daochang Xu, I will leave again."

Xu Junming nodded in greeting.

Huang Yuanjia stepped back two steps before turning around and leaving quickly.

Seeing his car go away, butler Zhang turned sideways and raised his left hand.

"Daochang Xu, please!"

Steward Zhang brought two powerful Kong Wu, bulging around his waist, showing a man of ambition; Xu Junming with curiosity hair; a group of five people walked through the small square in front of the door and climbed up the steps. Passing through the large porch, came to the vermillion gate made of brass nails and swallowed by golden lions.

"Boom boom boom...!"

After three consecutive beeps, Mr. Zhang raised his hand and took pictures continuously.

"Wu Laoshi? Wu Laoshi...?"

"There are still people in this house?" Xu Junming asked in surprise.

"There is also an old man, Wu Honshi, who is the guard at the door! When he was young, he was an executioner, killing people like hell. Later, the old man was ordered by the emperor to supervise the new army in Guangdong Province. Seeing that he was tall and calm, he took him with him He followed him. He was born to death with the old man on the battlefield, and was injured later. Although he was okay, his feet were lame."

"The military camp couldn't be reached, so the old man arranged to come here to watch the door, eat and drink, rich in oil and water, and still idle.... It is strange to say that since the ghost of Chunyan began to make trouble, the house is difficult to be stable, only this Wu Honestly, if I didn't realize it, the food, clothing, shelter, food and drink Lazar, as usual."

"Three people died in the concierge of the mansion, but he was the only one who was safe. After the master moved out, he left him alone to guard the house. For a year, it was the same."

Xu Junming nodded, being a little curious about this Wu Honest.

Generally speaking, ghosts are also afraid of wicked people.

Wu Honestly was an executioner when he was young, killing people like hemp; killing on the battlefield is even more inconclusive; the murderous air accumulated by hundreds of lives, let alone a ghost, even if it is a ghost, he dare not get close.

"Fuck...!"

There was a twitching sound of the door bar, and with a squeak, the scarlet door opened, and a disheveled head stretched out.

"what…!"

Mao Tou let out a cry of fright, and quickly hid behind Xu Junming.

The two powerfully dressed men who came with Steward Zhang, also showing fear on their faces, subconsciously stretched out their hand guns.

Xu Junming frowned, ugly ghosts, ugly demons, he had seen many. But this one is really ugly.

With frowning eyebrows, thin slit eyes, a wide mouth under the nose, a lump on the forehead, a sarcoma of various sizes; the two cheeks are stacked, like an eighty-year-old toothless old lady; the two scars of the chin cross and increase Three points are ugly; the ears are short and the other is long, and when I look closely, I find that the left ear is missing a piece.

His neck was blue and purple, as if he had been lying down by boiling water.

The ghost in The Underworld crawled out, I am afraid it is better than this one.

Steward Zhang frowned, although he had seen him many times, he was prepared in his heart. But looking at it now, I still have fear in my heart.

Xu Junming was not afraid, but he just felt it was an eye-opener.

He has a rough understanding of physiognomy. In the "Song Jing", Wu Laoshi's face is called "Lion Head" or "Qilin Image".

People with this kind of face are not only scary, but they can also scare ghosts.

In general, the inner courtyard of ancient palaces and the residences of high-ranking officials would allow such people to guard the gates or family cemeteries.

In addition, between the big and small bumps on Wu Laoshi's forehead, there are light red fine lines winding and growing, almost covering the entire forehead.

In physiognomy, these patterns are called ‘shaven patterns’, which are the condensate of killing energy.

There are only two or three soldiers who have been on the battlefield. There are at least thirty or forty soldiers.

"No wonder you can live so comfortably in a haunted place, full of murderous air, and born with a'Qilin image'. Unless the Gold Core evil spirit, no fierce ghost will dare to get close."

"Steward Zhang?"

The voice was hoarse, as if there was a mouthful of old sputum in his throat.

"Honest Wu, open the door, this Taoist Chief Xu wants to go in and take a look!"

"he?"

Up and down Divine Sense Xu Junming.

"Hey, little Taoist, have you been weaned? This wicked ghost in the courtyard is full of evil spirits, but he likes you the most thin-skinned guy."

Xu Junming smiled faintly.

"It doesn't work for the layman to bother. And compared to the poor dao, the layman should worry about himself, the yin and the yang make love, the taste is so heavy, the poor is also willing to bow to the wind!"

Wu Honestly looked stiff.

"Unexpectedly, you little Taoist priest has some eyesight! But this Yangshi daddy has long been there. Watching these ghosts playing around all day, I realized that being a ghost is also good."

After a pause, an expression that a man understands appeared on his face.

"Furthermore, that old hag can really be sao, and she has a sophisticated technique. Daddy is really comfortable being served by her. Even if it's under the peony flower, it's better than doing it here!"

"...Little Daoist, you know that it’s a nasty chick from the looks of you, or don’t catch any ghosts, let Chunxiang’s sao lady tidy up for you, and promise to be a hundred times stronger than the ancient blue lantern Buddha and the cultivation of the road in Hanshan. !"

"Honest Wu, you are bold!!"

Steward Zhang scolded angrily.

Wu Laoshi sneered ‘hehe’ and didn’t care about the attitude of Manager Zhang. He is a person who doesn't care about life or death, naturally he is lawless.

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