Uncle Jiu: Hang up and ask for magic, I will become a god by spreading beans.

"It's finally here!"

Looking at the door of his medical hall, Zhang Yuan unloaded all his luggage with relief, and sat directly on the ground.

"You can't go just as many miles, your physical strength is really poor, you thin dog."

Ren Tingting kicked Zhang Yuan a few times with her foot and said with a disdainful face.

"You say I'm not in good shape!"

Zhang Yuan soared for a moment, stood up from the ground, and pointed at himself in disbelief, obviously stimulated by Ren Tingting's words.

Since his accident, no girl has dared to say that about him!

(System: That's because you've never had a girlfriend, you're a two-life virgin, just like the author.)

(Author: You XX Dog XXXX (╬•̀ Dish •́)!)

The angry Zhang Yuan looked at Ren Tingting, and a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in his mind.

"Hey, hey, hey~!"

Looking at Zhang Yuan, who was smiling evilly and walking towards her with her fists on the other hand, Ren Tingting hurriedly protected her chest with both hands and took a few steps back in fear.

"You, what are you going to do?"

"What am I going to do?"

"Of course, to prove to you that I'm not a fine dog anymore." Saying that, Zhang Yuan hugged Ren Tingting, who was forced into a corner, in his arms, and then came directly to a princess hug.

"You let it go, stupid."

Ren Tingting, who was picked up by Zhang Yuan, was really taken aback, staring at Zhang Yuan with a red face, pouting lips, and shy eyes, and scolded in a low voice.

But she didn't struggle too much, and the whole person leaned on Zhang Yuan's arms.

Feeling the strong male aura emanating from Zhang Yuan's body, he suddenly felt a little dizzy.

At this moment, Zhang Yuan leaned his head over and whispered in Ren Tingting's ear: "Look, I'm still not a fine dog." After speaking, he also gently tapped Ren Tingting's earlobe with the tip of his tongue.

Ren Tingting suddenly felt as if there was an electric current running through her body, and the whole person was crispy, completely paralyzed in Zhang Yuan's arms.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Yuan showed a wicked smile and said loudly: "I'm going home with my daughter-in-law!" "

You're going to die!" Ren Tingting lay in Zhang Yuan's arms, punched Zhang Yuan's chest with her pink little fist, and said angrily: "If my father hears it, it will be bad."

"What is this, didn't we hug everyone last night."

"Why, yes, no, okay!"

Thinking of last night, Ren Tingting's face was flushed with shame, and she angrily put her jade hand in Zhang Yuan's most vulnerable place, and gently made a 360-degree death whirlwind.

"Ah~!"

Zhang Yuan first felt a chill in his back, and a looming murderous aura slowly crept up to his waist, followed by an indescribable sharp pain.

This feeling is like an egg hitting a stone and a ham sausage being bent by someone.

Zhang Yuan's face changed, his whole face was blue for a while, and then white, and finally all turned red.

"Humph!"

Ren Tingting took the opportunity to break free from Zhang Yuan's arms, and when she saw Zhang Yuan's miserable appearance, she snorted with satisfaction.

Then he snatched the key from Zhang Yuan, picked out a small luggage, and swaggered open the door to enter, as if he was the hostess of the hospital.

After a long while, Zhang Yuan relieved himself and limped into the hospital with his things, with a faint sadness on his face.

As soon as he walked to the back hall, he saw Ren Tingting looking at the statue of Daliang Sage with a curious expression, and even wanted to reach out and touch it, so he hurriedly stepped forward to stop it.

"Don't touch the idols."

"Isn't it just a wooden statue, what's wrong with touching it?" Ren Tingting asked puzzled.

Zhang Yuan didn't speak, walked to the statue of Daliang Sage, took five incense sticks, and then scratched his middle finger on it, and the incense spontaneously combusted without fire.

The five sticks of incense were offered on the incense burner, and Zhang Yuan walked to the futon and bowed five times.

Three of the five incense sticks are dedicated to the great sages and good teachers, and the other two are for the yellow turban wrestlers on both sides, and the same is true for the five worships.

"My wife doesn't know the great sages and good teachers, and I hope that the ancestors will not blame them."

After the ceremony, Zhang Yuan looked at Ren Tingting and patiently explained: "This idol is the statue of Zhang Jiao, the ancestor of the Taiping Daoist, the great virtuous teacher, and the ancestor of my Zhang family.

"Over the years, I have been worshiped by incense, and I have been accompanied by two yellow turban wrestlers, and a trace of spirituality has already been born."

"Not only does it have the ability to exorcise evil spirits and suppress demons, protect the Quartet, and even in times of crisis, it can also attract the ancestors to come down to earth and kill all demons and monsters."

"So, don't mess around!"

After listening to Zhang Yuan's words, Ren Tingting immediately understood the seriousness of the matter.

Hurriedly walked to the statue, bowed respectfully, and said, "Please don't blame the little girl, ancestor." Originally

, Ren Tingting didn't believe in these gods and ghosts, but what she had experienced these days made her have to believe it.

For gods and ghosts, they all have a bit of awe of it.

Just after Ren Tingting finished worshipping, a golden light suddenly shot out from the statue and ran towards Ren Tingting's eyebrows.

Before the two of them could react, the golden light had already sunk into the center of their eyebrows, leaving a pattern of yin and yang gossip, and then disappeared in an instant.

"It seems that the ancestor likes you very much." Zhang Yuan looked at Ren Tingting's eyebrows and said with a look of jealousy.

That's!

He has enshrined the statue of the great sage and good teacher for so many years, and he has not seen any big reaction, let alone a gift.

As soon as Ren Tingting bowed, the ancestor gave her a talisman, which was too unreasonable!

"Hey, hey." Ren Tingting touched her brows, she didn't feel anything special, she just felt that her mind seemed to be clearer.

But seeing Zhang Yuan's jealous look, like a child who had been robbed of his favorite toy, Ren Tingting suddenly felt very funny.

Zhang Yuan glanced at her, and said angrily: "Just now, the ancestor gave you a life-saving talisman, which can automatically protect you if you encounter danger."

"Moreover, this gossip sigil is performed by the ancestor himself, even if your grandfather comes, you can't help it."

"Really, great!" Knowing that she had obtained such a good baby, Ren Tingting immediately cheered happily.

Seeing that Ren Tingting was a little overjoyed, Zhang Yuan struck and said: "Don't be too happy, this sigil is one-time, and it will be gone when it is used up, and protecting yourself is the right way."

Ren Tingting hurriedly put away her smile and nodded solemnly.

Then, she suddenly thought of something, took the initiative to come to Zhang Yuan's side, pulled his sleeve and said, "That, can you teach me some spells?"

Zhang Yuan looked at Ren Tingting, who lowered her head, and said suspiciously: "Yes, yes, but how did you think of academic law?"

"I see that you manipulated the paper figure to tease Ah Wei before, and you lit incense with a stroke of your hand just now, it feels so amazing."

"So, I want to learn some tricks, good and bad, so that I can save the dead and protect the people in the town."

Zhang Yuan clasped his hands together, looking at Ren Tingting, who was almost talking about the purpose of learning the technique, and couldn't help but feel a headache.

Originally, I thought that Ren Tingting's academic law was because Mrs. Ren made a big fuss about the Ren family, and she wanted to gain some self-preservation.

Unexpectedly, it turned out to be a prank.

Zhang Yuan wanted to refuse, but under the double attack of Ren Tingting's big-eyed cute attack and soft girl's coquettish attack, he was finally defeated.

"I'll teach you the "Paper Man Technique", you understand it first, and I'll sort out the rest and then give it to you." As he spoke, Zhang Yuan took out a brand-new notebook from the study of the medical hall.

This was bought by Zhang Yuantuo from the city, and it was specially used to record the spells he had learned, as well as his various views and understandings about the spells.

For cultivators, they are priceless.

But he didn't expect that the first time he used his spell was given to Ren Tingting, and he didn't count himself.