Yangcheng, airport.

A flight from Phuket landed, and not long after, a group of passengers hula out of the station.

In the last six or seven years, Phuket has successfully replaced Dongying and Goryeo as the most popular tourist destination around Xia. These people are very representative, men, women and children, with their families, carrying large bags of souvenirs, wearing all kinds of Buddhist medals, full of interest, talking about what they have seen and heard—they are the tourists who have returned from travel.

And among them, there is another person who is very special.

The man was stout, dark-skinned, and his eyes were large and prominent, covered by an oval red birthmark from the left side of his forehead to his left eye. The upper body is a stand-up collared waistcoat, the lower body is a square skirt, and a wide golden belt is tied around the waist.

Barefoot, stepping on a pair of wooden shoes.

Just looking at his appearance, he looks like a poor brother in a remote mountainous area, but the momentum of his body makes people dare not approach. Especially the birthmark, like some devil symbol, dyed the left eye blood-red.

"Hey, this dress is so traditional!"

He had just left the airport and stopped on the side of the road when he heard someone nearby whispering, and turned his head to see that it was a young man who was quite curious and was taking pictures with his mobile phone.

Seeing him come over, the buddy also greeted in English: "Hey, friend, you're from Phuket, don't you mind taking a picture?"

“……”

The man's eyes widened, and he seemed angry at the behavior, as if he was seriously offended. He stretched out a finger and pointed it at the other man, muttered the incantation, and then listened:

"Ah, what's it, it's so itchy!"

"Ahh

The dude's body jerked violently, twisting into a strange position, his hands scratching at his face, neck, chest, and back.

The itching sensation was very strong, and he wore less clothes in the hot weather, and the more he scratched it, the harder he scratched, the harder he scratched, and he saw that there were red marks on the skin, and the blood was slightly oozing.

Everyone else was shocked, thinking that they had committed some kind of emergency.

"Oops, Mr. Yaga, the road is too congested, we're late, sorry, sorry!"

At this time, several people quickly came over, and one person held the other party's hand first, first spoke Xia Chinese, and then translated and relayed.

"Hmph, is this your hospitality?" Aga seemed to have a big temper and snorted coldly.

"I'm really sorry, there are a lot of people in Yangcheng, there is no way. ”

The man apologized insincerely, tilted his head, looked at the buddy, and asked, "What's the matter with this person?"

"He was rude to me, a little punishment. ”

"Hehe, he was also an unintentional mistake, please don't worry about it. ”

“……”

Aga looked at him, after all, it was not his own territory, and he didn't want to make too much trouble, so he waved his hand and solved the spell.

"Haha, sure enough, there are a lot of adults, please here!"

With that, everyone got into a limousine and slowly drove away from the airport.

And the guy returned to normal, as if he had picked up a life, only to feel a hot pain all over his body, and his arms were covered with blood. This person's name is Cui Zhanbo, he is a public account writer, hundreds of thousands of fans, and is quite famous.

He patted Yaga, which was originally a professional habit, but who knew that he had suffered a crime. He was also a ruthless man, so he naturally couldn't swallow this breath, so he hurriedly got into his car and chased after the business car.

……

In ancient times, Phuket people had only a first name, not a surname.

It was not until 1912 that the Sixth Emperor promulgated the Law on Surnames, giving 6,432 surnames to the people. And according to their custom, the first name comes first, and the surname comes last, so the full name of Agaa is called: Agasinawa.

This surname is a wealthy family in the country, and it has a huge influence in the commercial and political fields, but the ancestor is a native of Yangcheng, whose surname is Qiu, and he moved to the late Qing Dynasty.

Aga belongs to the side branch of the family and is also a master of bowing his head.

He was invited by an organization to come to Xia Kingdom to help get rid of ghosts, and he originally planned to go directly to the capital, but he suddenly proposed to go to his ancestral hometown to see, which led to his trip to Yangcheng.

"Where's the ghost you're going to catch?"

"Don't be in a hurry, you're running all the way, we've prepared some special meals, and we'll talk about it after eating. ”

In the restaurant of a certain hotel, the person in charge, the translator, two assistants, and the five Yaga were ready to take their seats. According to our habits, the general guest is the first, and the host sits with him.

And just when the person in charge wanted to sit down, Yaga suddenly said, "You, go over there!"

"Huh?" he didn't react.

"You, don't sit here!"

Aga commanded very bluntly, and said to the translator on the other side, "Don't sit here." ”

“……”

The person in charge's face did not change at all, and said with a smile: "Oh, I understand, give up the left and right positions!"

After a while, everyone sat down steadily: Aga was in the middle, with an empty chair on the left and right, and then he sat with him, which looked quite weird.

"I don't know your taste, I'll order everything, you can do whatever you want!"

Soon, the food was on the table, and it was full. Yaga glanced twice, showing no interest, but muttered a word, then poured a cup of tea, and then raised his hand to the left.

“……”

Wudao's eyes just stared, watching the tea splash into the air, and then disappear, and there was no wet mark on the ground.

And immediately after, I saw him take a piece of meat and throw it to the right. In the same way, it also disappeared inexplicably.

Sizzle!

The person in charge trembled in his heart and asked: "Mr. Yaga, this is what you raised, raised ......"

"That's right!"

"Oh, that's a big deal. I heard that the average ghost keeper can only have one natal imp. Sir is powerful, tsk, admire and admire!"

"Haha, it's just a small thing, it's not worth mentioning. ”

This sycophant was on the point, and Yaga couldn't help but show her face.

His spirit is naturally strong, and his temperament is cruel and ferocious, which is the material for raising ghosts. No matter what difficult imp is, he is obedient in his hands, and he is even more famous in his own country.

said that a few people chatted while eating, but Yaga didn't eat much, and most of them fed two imps.

Halfway through the meal, the person in charge's mobile phone suddenly rang, answered and said a few words, then hung up: "I'm sorry, another guest has arrived, I'll be absent for a while." ”

"What guest?"

"Oh, it's the head of the Xuankong Zidao of Hong Kong Island, and it is said that he is a descendant of Maoshan. "The person in charge exposed the information very casually.

"Descendants of Maoshan?"

Yaga frowned, her face was gloomy, and said, "Why bother, it's better to come and sit down." ”

"That's great! What an honor to associate with two masters at the same time, I'll come as soon as I go. ”

The person in charge flashed, and after a while, he attracted a Taoist in a blue cloth coat. About forty years old, with a mustache and a yellow complexion, he looks shrewd and sinister, and he is Xuankongzi.

He walked into the dining room, and as soon as he saw the Phuket costume, he said coldly, "Head lowerer?

Without waiting for the person in charge to answer, he walked over, and Yaga also got up, his eyes facing each other, and the fire was shining.

Xuan Kongzi was born in Xiamao Mountain, and his ancestor took refuge on Hong Kong Island during the war, bringing some inheritance. The people of Hong Kong Island are superstitious and believe in such things, and he is successful in his studies, and he is like a fish in water.

And the Phuket country, or the Nanyang warlocks, are partly derived from the witchcraft and Maoshan art of the Xia Kingdom, and partly from the indigenous witchcraft of the native country.

Although he is under Maoshan Mountain, he has always regarded himself as a national highway and looks down on these people who rub the Dao Law. In the same way, the Nanyang lineage is also hostile to all kinds of hostilities out of some strange psychology.

"Whoa, whoa!"

Unequivocally, Yaga took the lead in attacking, pointing at the other party and chanting a mantra in his mouth.

Xuankongzi has been on Hong Kong Island for a long time, and he usually tells fortunes and lives in towns and towns, but he has too little experience in actual combat against the enemy, so he immediately fell behind. He only felt a cold breath rushing towards him, and his skin was contaminated by the breath, and it was like a needle prick, and the pain was unbearable.

"How daring!"

After all, he also had some ability, and shook out a paper bag from the cloth bag.

Disheveled!

A packet of crimson powder sprinkled out, enveloping the whole body. In an instant, I listened to the crackling sound on his skin, like the kind of fine explosion that was thrown into a pot of boiling oil.

At the same time, a small black creature brushed off his body, piling up at his feet. The person in charge raised his eyes and looked, good guy, it was a black meat worm!

And Xuan Kongzi didn't wait for the pain to disappear, he moved his hands together, pulled out a talisman with his left hand, and felt out a small bottle with his right hand, which was a thick gray-white liquid.

"Go!"

With a shake of his hands, the talisman burned into a black fire, and in an instant, the flowers scattered into a black rain.

“……”

Yaga's complexion changed slightly, obviously knowing the goods.

This is called the Yin Yang Corpse Poison Method, after being hit, the skin and flesh of the body will quickly decay, reaching deep into the bones, until it dies. He didn't dare to slack off, so he directly took out a small leather drum and stretched out his hand to beat it.

"Boom!"

"Knock knock...... Knock knock!"

The sound of the drum was very strange, it didn't sound, but it was very dull and depressing, and it seemed to knock on the heart. Aga controlled the imp with the sound of the drum, and two invisible ghosts flew into the air, a tearing howl, and actually swallowed up the black rain.

He was unforgiving and continued to beat the drums.

"Not good!"

Xuankongzi was shocked, he didn't expect the other party's imp to be so powerful. In a panic, he only had time to shake out a talisman and stick it on his body.

"Whew!"

Almost in the next second, two streams of black gas came out of his body, and he took a few steps back in a row, and fell to the ground.

"Hahaha!

Yaga withdrew the little ghost, grinned, and saw that the translator was dumbfounded, and shouted: "Tell him, don't miss a word!"

"Oooh!"

The translator came back to his senses and stumbled: "He said, Maoshan is nothing more than that." ”

"Too much deception!"

Xuankongzi was furious with shame, and as soon as he slapped the cloth bag with his hand, he was going to desperately enlarge the move. As a result, the person in charge ran over and stopped him, "Two masters, two masters, listen to me!"

He was sincere, pretending to be the real thing, and said: "Both of you were invited by us to come to subdue demons and exorcise demons, and from this point of view, you can also call a companion." Our goals are the same, just learn from each other, don't hurt the harmony. In this way, I will take you over immediately, to be honest, I can't deal with those ghosts if I have the energy. ”

"Humph!"

Yaga is not afraid of Xuankongzi, but he is very jealous of the Daomen forces of the Xia Kingdom, and since there are people who are fighting, he is not willing to fight again. Xuankongzi's strength is already worse, and people give steps, and they even borrow the donkey from the slope.

…………

Jingcheng, Tangshan Hospital, uh, nearby.

In a large room, Chao Kongtu was facing a group of old and young Taoist priests, who were holding a crash course in catching ghosts.

"You are all the backbone disciples of various sects, and your strength is extraordinary, and it will never be a problem to deal with the current ghosts. So I don't have an axe, each has its own way, each has its own method, I will talk about a little, how to force ghosts out of the human body. Once the ghost is possessed, it will merge with the human soul, and there are three ways to drive away ......"

He paused, picked up a paper turtle first, and said: "Paper turtle ghost pecking technique, take the talisman paper turtle cut, prepare a water basin, yellow paper, yellow paper melt water basin, chant the exorcism spell, the paper turtle enters the water, can climb on its own and peck out the ghost." ”

Then, he picked up an oil lamp and said, "Lamp smoke turns ghosts, catch a green snake, dip the lamp grass in snake blood, and dry it in the shade." Light a lamp with this grass, put it on the head, burn a charm, and the ghost will be inhaled into the smoke. Remember, this technique has a drawback, the ghost turns into smoke, and it is very easy to escape by the smoke, or immediately possess another body, so when you see the smoke turning into shape, kill it quickly!"

Finally, he picked up a clay pot that was empty at both ends, and said, "God pot alchemy, take a red cloth, and cover the bottom." Take a few drops of the blood of the living, drop them into a jar, burn a charm, and keep adding water. The water increases, and the pot is hot like a fire, and the bottom end does not leak, indicating that the ghost has entered the tank. If it is a leak, it means that the ghost has fled. ”

After the introduction of Chao Kongtu, he said: "I will explain these three methods in detail one by one, each with its own advantages and disadvantages, all up to your own mastery." I'm the most proficient in the paper turtle method, so I'll start with that......"

He really didn't hold back and poured his heart into teaching.

If this was in ancient times, it would be a great sin, and it would be expelled from the mountain gate at least and beaten to death at worst. The Taoist priests below know this very well, and they also admire it more and more.

Soon, Chao Kongtu finished the course and said: "I met you for the first time, and there are even more sects, but many of the sects are in Qiyun, so they are also Taoist friends. At present, the ghosts and monsters are in the world, and it is the time for my generation to get rid of the demons, and I hope to work together to live up to the prosperity of my Daomen!"

"Taught!"

Everyone looked solemn and saluted in unison.

"What a good look, a man of the basket!"

The atmosphere here was solemn, but there was a sudden ridicule and abuse outside the door, and everyone was immediately unhappy, and before they could react, they saw a person pacing in from outside.

He has a medium stature, with straight eyebrows, but his nose has a little hook, which makes him look more fierce. This person wears a purple robe, calf-length, sleeve-length, and a gossip diagram embroidered with gold and silver threads.

Chao Kongtu looked at this garment and raised his eyebrows.

In the Zhengyi faction, Gao Gong wears yellow vestments, and purple vestments can only be worn by the abbots of various factions, this is estimated to be, hehe......

"You're the lost dog?" he arched his hand, his tone sincere.

"Look for death!"

In a word, the person who came was enraged, and he wanted to do it with a wave of his sleeves, but he paused and held back, "Hmph, you don't have to take advantage of your tongue." I am Zhang Ziliang, the sixty-fifth generation Heavenly Master!"

Airplanes!

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked.

Think that more than 90 years ago, on the eve of the founding of the Xia Dynasty, there were two real millennium families, both of whom were exiled overseas. One is the Confucian family of Yanshenggong, and the other is the Zhang family of Longhu Mountain.

Both of them went to Nanyang and put down roots in their respective fields.

The Kong family will not be listed for the time being, but only the Zhang family. At that time, he was the sixty-third generation of Heavenly Master, and he established another Heavenly Master Dao in Nanyang, and was inherited by his nephew after his death, so he was the sixty-fourth generation.

And Zhang Jintong was supported by the government and was known as the sixty-fifth generation of Heavenly Master, so both sides kept talking, saying that he was orthodox. A few years ago, the overseas one died and was succeeded by Zhang Ziliang.

In terms of generation, Zhang Ziliang is still Zhang Shouyang's little uncle.

This person is young and vigorous, coinciding with the great changes in the world, and he is bent on killing back Longhu Mountain and regaining the Heavenly Master's Mansion. He may have great skills, but in terms of lip service, he is far inferior to Chao Kongtu.

"Sixty-fifth generation? ha, a small country with a small projectile, three or five subordinates, you have always played by yourself, and now I think it is clear that your heart is clear, and you have finally come back to the court. ”

Hey!

Zhang Ziliang had some temperament, but he didn't have a seizure, and asked, "Who are you?"

"Maoshan Mountain, Chaokong Map. ”

"Okay, I won't bother with you first, when I defeat the Heavenly Master's Mansion and take charge of Zhengyi, I want to see what kind of face you have?"

"You, in charge of Zhengyi?"

Chao Kongtu looked surprised and didn't reply immediately. The other party didn't look stupid, but where did he get the confidence to say this?