The Dimensional Pursuit

Just like Ma Daopo thought before, if she was killed directly in Rongguo Mansion, no one would help her seek justice and report to the official. If she was the second house wife of Rongguo Mansion, the contemporary patron of the Wang family, and the admiral of the Jingying If Wang Ziteng's sister Wang really wanted to play with her Ma Daopo, even if she had all kinds of evil methods, it would be the same.

After all, regular monks may not be able to harm people, but when it comes to saving people, most true monks with a cultivation level can play it, so even afterwards she wants to use evil methods to harm people and threaten the king. Madam does not commit evil thoughts, and it is estimated that the method is useless.

So Ma Dao immediately recognized the counsel, recognized the errands and benefits, and figured out how to deal with the so-called true monarch.

"Madam, do you know the birthdate of that fairy?" After thinking for a moment, Ma Dao asked tentatively.

"On the birthday of the fairy, how dare I wait for mortals to inquire." Madam Wang shook her head.

This is also normal. Why are you still in a hurry when you pay respect to the offering, so why should you go to the bottom of the immortal? Really immortal can't kill people?

"Then, is there anything like body hair?" Ma Dao was not disappointed, nodded and asked again.

"This..." Mrs. Wang hesitated for a while, then shouted "Caixia!"

"Crunch."

The originally closed gate opened, and a handsome maid who looked like he was sixteen or seventeen opened the door and walked in.

This is normal, but all women who can enter the Rongguo Mansion, except for the family and children, in all likelihood are good-looking girls, and put them outside to belong to the best-looking girls, otherwise the former butlers and pickers of the Rongguo Mansion will not Will tempted to spend money to buy them in.

"Madam." Caixia came to the nunnery and bowed and shouted.

"Caixia, I have something for you to do." Madam Wang did not hesitate when she arrived, and directly explained her intention.

After all, Caixia is the big maid by her side. She has always done things properly and is trustworthy, so she will not hide it and ask her to do something confused.

"Madam, please."

"Go down and find someone to ask, especially those servants who are in charge of serving the real monarch, and see who has the real monarch's personal objects in their hands. It's better to have something like hair, come and give it to me."

"Yes." Caixia was moved when she heard the words. She raised her eyes and glanced at the Ma Dao woman who didn't look like a serious person. She didn't say much and asked more questions, bowed her body, and withdrew from the temple.

Although she did not want Madam Wang to communicate with Ma Dao, who would call her a slave? For example, there is no reason for disobedience, so she had to follow her words and go down to find someone to ask who has the sky in her hands. Something like the hair of Lord Jiang Zhen.

Even if this kind of thing seemed impossible to her.

Then the lady in the back temple asked Ma Dao's wife again, "If you can't find the fairy hair, you have other ways to deal with that true monarch."

Although I have never thought that the other party is a true immortal, a god, before there is no other better name, or Ma Dao’s wife, I still need to pay attention to some verbal morals, so as not to cause troubles, so that all preparations go to all. East flow.

"If you don't have these fake Taoist things, then you can only rely on the ghost ghost, the Yinsi Demon God to deal with that god." Ma Dao woman thought for a while, and finally said helplessly.

In fact, there is another way, that is, first find someone as a prop, plant the curse technique into that person's body, and then make the person and the person applaud for love. The curse technique can use the breath of both parties. The connected gap enters the body of the cursed target, and then explodes, directly cursing the target from within.

It’s just a pity that Ma Dao’s wife had already asked before, that true monarch is really like a man of Tao. After entering the Rongguo Mansion, the rules are unusual. Not only did he not act on the ladies and wives in the mansion, but even the beautiful servants. In the past, the waiter turned a blind eye, like a stone man, so this convenient and malicious method can no longer be used, and he has to press to find another way.

"Don't ask for money, don't ask for sex, does this man have a bigger plan?" Ma Dao thought weirdly.

After a while, Caixia, who had been inquiring at Mrs. Wang's order, finally returned.

Ma Dao and Madam Wang looked at them one after another, wanting to receive some ideal answers, but the results were disappointing. There were no servants or servants with immortals and near things in their hands. In the end, Caixia thought about it. I asked a small servant to put a cup of tea on the clock diagram temporarily, and then took the tea cup out during the tea exchange time, and then got a tea cup that should have the saliva of the clock diagram and brought it back. I don’t know if it’s useful.

"No, it's useless." Ma Dao shook her head.

"It seems that you can only wait until night." Madam Wang sighed with disappointment, and then said quietly with a reorganized expression.

Lady Ma Dao didn't say anything, and honestly prepared on the side.

Muppets, incense burner, yellow paper, drums...

A mess of things, I don't know what it is all about.

In this way, time passed, and time came to late night in a blink of an eye.

Ma Daopo, who was individually arranged in a quiet room, took a deep breath and started to operate according to the rituals she knew.

First, set up a table-set up a table as an altar, put an incense burner on top, put high candles on both sides, put five yellow papers in front of the candle and in front of the incense burner, put the doll behind the furnace, and then Ma Dao will light it The specially-made letter incense, inserting the long incense into the incense burner while Nianyouci, the whole person began to be mad with sheep, twitching and jumping up in front of the table.

That is to dance the great god, entertain the **** dance, and to put it more professionally is to pray to the gods.

Then a little bit of yin wind blew in the house out of thin air, swaying the candle, pulling on the incense string, and the quack of yin and charm resounded through this kind of house.

It was not until a while later that Madame Ma Dao stopped her convulsions, walked to the side to grab the live hen, take a knife and spit it with blood in her mouth, and shouted "Go!"

The wind in the room swept away out of thin air, whistling for a while, suddenly blew out the lights and left the house, raging in the sky above Rongguo Mansion, and flew straight down toward the room where Zhong Tu was, and disappeared into the hall.

"Yep?"

Zhong Tu raised his brows and looked up at the large negative energy group that suddenly appeared in the room.

The quack kept screaming, making him think of what these are all in an instant—

"Is this the ghost and ghost, ghost and ghost as Taoist in the fairy-xia world..."

"It doesn't seem to be very strong."

At least compared with the momentum he had previously met with the B-level-strength cosmic wanted man who played with a negative energy background, it was really too petty, and it made people unable to mention any serious interest.

After thinking about it, Zhong Tu didn't bother to watch them perform. When he moved his mind, the whole room suddenly lit up with a white light. The powerful positrons flooded the hall and collided with the negative energy of the room in an instant.

"Boom!"

Then a huge roar sounded, awakening everyone in Rongguo Mansion.