Become a disciple of Taoist Priest Four Eyes

Chapter 85 The old hag

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The night was hazy, and although it didn't say 'I couldn't see my fingers', it wasn't much different.

Fortunately, the lake surface is calm and waveless, and with a little light, you can see many things around you clearly.

Occasionally, a breeze blows, causing the trees to sway and the branches and leaves to rustle. This is a beautiful scene in the early autumn nights in the south, but in this quiet and grand mansion, it adds a sense of fear.

Mao Tou looked around. There seemed to be countless demons and ghosts hidden in the shadows behind the big rockery trees. They were looking at him sharply. If Xu Junming hadn't been there and the jade talisman in his hand could provide warmth, I'm afraid he would have been there long ago. Ran.

Subconsciously, he moved closer to Xu Junming, as if this was the only way to give him a sense of security.

"Gudu!"

Although the sound of the bubbles bursting was small, it was very clear in the dark night. Mao Tou, who was still a little drowsy at first, suddenly became alert.

Looking around nervously, the sound of popping bubbles of 'Gululu' reached his ears. At the same time, he also saw in the center of the lake ahead, something like boiling water, churning violently.

Suddenly, a white shadow followed the bubbles and slowly emerged from the bottom of the lake.

‘Shua’, the moon-white long sleeves fluttered, as if an ancient dancer appeared. As the long sleeves floated, the white shadow became clearer and clearer.

"Da da da…!"

Mao Tou quickly covered his mouth, but he couldn't stop the sound of his teeth chattering.

Afraid of disturbing the female ghost in the lake and being eaten by her, Mao Tou slapped Xu Junming's thigh wildly.

"You brat, looking at your potential, all my hard work has been wasted!"

Originally, he planned to recommend Mao Tou to Uncle Jiu as a successor to the Taoist tradition, but seeing how bad-tempered he was, it was better not to embarrass himself.

Throwing out a rope to tie up the corpse, Mao Tou was completely quiet. Xu Junming frowned and looked at the female ghost appearing in the lake.

Before, he had been paying attention to the surroundings, especially the lake.

But I couldn't find out where this female ghost came from? !

The third eye between the brows and the bronze mirror of the two pupils looked at the bottom of the lake again, but there was still no trace.

"How strange!"

"Wang Po, the Cen family has invited a Taoist priest to catch you tonight, right there!"

Wu Laoshi's figure sprang out from behind a rockery by the lake, reaching out and pointing towards Xu Junming who was sitting cross-legged by the lake.

The female ghost named Wang Po is a plain white, fat old ghost woman in her forties or fifties with an ugly appearance.

She and Wu Laoshi stood together and looked as ugly as each other. No wonder they could get together.

"My dear, after I deal with this stinking Taoist priest, I will climb to the bliss with you again!"

After that, he gave Wu Laoshi a wink that could make people spit out their rice!

Turning her eyes to Xu Junming, Mrs. Wang looked up and down and laughed.

"I didn't expect him to be a strong little Taoist priest!"

After hearing her words and looking at her eyes, Xu Junming felt that the hair on his body stood up. It's not fear, it's infiltration.

"Are you the evil spirit in this Cen Mansion?"

"Have you committed an evil act? Hehe, little Taoist priest, tell me, madam, what evil have I done?"

Wang Po was smeared with rouge, and her wide mouth like "flaming red lips" was open. Although she was smiling, it was more scary than crying.

"You killed seventeen members of the Cen family. Isn't that considered a crime?"

Resisting the thought of blasting her, Xu Junming said coldly.

"What you are talking about is what those two sluts 'Yanniang' and 'Chunyan' did, and it has nothing to do with me! Hehe, look, they are here!"

"Gululu...!"

The lake water began to stir again, and a dozen white shadows slowly emerged from the bottom of the lake. The strong ghost energy caused the lake to freeze instantly and made Xu Junming's scalp numb.

Without saying a word, he grabbed the hair and ignored the innate Bagua array he had set up. He activated the Hu Tian Shen's magic and left instantly.

Wang Po was surprised by his speed.

"Little Taoist, why are you leaving in such a hurry? Why don't you stay and chat!"

Moon-white long sleeves, lightning flew out of Wang Po's hand and shot directly at Xu Junming's back. However, the mystery of the way of space was far beyond her imagination.

Before she was halfway through her sleeves, Xu Junming had already brought Mao Tou outside the Cen Mansion.

It's strange to say that as soon as you leave Cen Mansion, all the ghostly energy is blocked inside and no trace of it is leaked.

Xu Junming stopped and turned around to look around. When he saw Wu Gui chasing after him, he couldn't help wiping the cold sweat on his forehead.

The old hag is only a late-stage Xiantian fierce ghost. With the Xuanyin Flag in hand, it is not difficult to capture her.

But the fierce ghosts that emerged from the lake later turned out to be all in the middle and late stages of Xiantian. He even sensed a ghost energy equivalent to Xiantian perfection emerging from the bottom of the lake.

There are more than a dozen such fierce ghosts. If the Xuanyin Flag is a top-quality magic weapon, he can still compete with it, but now...!

"Thankfully I ran fast just now!"

Xu Junming felt happy in his heart.

"Ghost...!!"

As soon as Mao Tou was retracted, a piercing scream pierced the night sky, startling countless dogs to bark, and at the same time attracting Butler Zhang and the others.

"You brat, what's your name?"

He slapped Mao Tou hard on the back of his head.

"Taoist priest, ghosts, there are so many ghosts, let's run!" Mao Tou said in a panic.

"What the hell! Didn't you see that we have come out?!"

When Mao Tou heard this, he saw that he had indeed left the terrifying lake.

"Taoist Priest, Taoist Priest Xu...?!"

Butler Zhang hurried over with a group of servants carrying knives and guns.

When he got closer, he took a breath.

"Daozhang Xu, have you ever subdued the ghosts in the mansion...?"

Xu Junming interrupted and asked: "Steward Zhang, is your master from an official background?"

"Why does the Taoist priest ask this?"

"Being able to stay with dozens of fierce ghosts and still leave safely, unless you are protected by a heavy treasure, is the protection of the dynasty's luck!"

If you have a valuable treasure on your body, it is at least a spiritual weapon!

But this may be too low. After all, the huge sect in Maoshan only has three spiritual weapons!

So the only possibility is dynasty luck!

"Dozens of ghosts?! Not one?!"

Butler Zhang was stunned.

Xu Junming grabbed his arm, took a step forward, and came to a tall poplar tree outside Cen's mansion. He pinched an eye-opening spell with both hands and slapped Butler Zhang on his forehead.

"look by youself!"

Butler Zhang looked intently towards the backyard.

“Ouch, oh my god!!”

He yelled, his legs went weak, and Butler Zhang fell down.

The small lake with sparkling waves and beautiful scenery in the day was now completely filled with ghosts in white clothes and black hair. Judging from the size, it was probably no less than two hundred people.

Xu Junming was also stunned.

He had only been out for half a minute, but the number of ghosts in Cen's mansion had doubled.

"If it had been a little later...!"

Waves of cold sweat seeped out from his back.

There are hundreds of fierce ghosts. Unless they are golden elixir monks or have spiritual weapons in their hands; otherwise, innate-level monks will have to kneel down whenever they come!

The smell of urine made Xu Junming recover from the shock.

Looking at Butler Zhang sitting on the canopy of the tree with a pale face, Xu Junming frowned, grabbed his shoulder, and walked back to the starting point.

"Butler Zhang...!"

Two servants stepped forward quickly and helped him out of Xu Junming's hands.