Chapter 21: Taoism

Towards evening, the sky was very gray. But in the Fang family's villa, the lights were bright, especially on the second floor, Fang Ling pulled Feng Wu's sleeve with one hand, and confronted his father and the caterpillar he hated extremely impatiently.

"I said it, Feng Wu is very powerful!"

"That's not necessarily, Miss Fang, you see, this person generally knows a little bit about Taoism, isn't that fifty or sixty years old?" Zhang Yu received it, and glanced at Feng Wu provocatively after speaking.

"That's right, Lingling, since Zhang Yu and Young Master Zhang have invited the master over, why don't you let him see it first?"

"I don't!" Fang Ling didn't compromise and instead set her eyes on Feng Wu, from the time Feng Wu first drew the rune paper for her, she knew that this person must be credible.

Thinking of this, she looked arrogantly at the person brought by Zhang Yu, who seemed to be a fairy wind bone, but judging from the fact that she had been a policeman for so many years, this person must be a liar.

"Lingling, don't be willful. After all, this is about your mother, since Young Master Zhang Yu has invited a master, you might as well let him see, when the young man you brought in, what kind of system will the two of you male and female unmarried pull and pull!"

Seeing that Fang Ling didn't listen to persuasion at all, her father was also a little anxious. directly reprimanded with a straight face, and Zhang Yu next to him looked at Feng Wu proudly.

Feng Wu didn't want to get involved in this matter, but he was stunned by this person's provocation one after another, and he faintly wanted to give him something to try.

"In that case, Officer Fang, you don't have to worry about anything, our magicians naturally have their own solutions. Feng Wu's eyes rolled, and finally stared at the face of the false physiognomy master: "Everything you say and do must pay attention to evidence and order, and each depends on his ability, how about it?"

When the false master heard this, he should be anxious after all, he didn't have any real skills, but at the moment when Feng Wu wrote the battle letter, he didn't think about it: "Okay, little brother, if you are not convinced, we can give it a try." It's just .......".

"It's just that there are conditions!"

Before the fake master finished speaking, Zhang Yu took over directly and continued: "The condition is that if you lose, you will never pester Miss Fang, she is my fiancée!"

The possessiveness of the great oath and the imperative on his face aroused Fang Ling's disgust. Fang Ling directly frowned with a look of disgust, almost making a vomiting expression.

"Hmph, if you say so, then if Feng Wu wins, you will never pester me again!

"Lingling, how did you speak!"

Fang Ling was angry, but he didn't dare to refute his father's words, he snorted coldly and turned around. pulled Feng Wu's sleeve again, and whispered: "Eh, little Taoist, the happiness of my life is on you!"

"I'm not a Taoist!" Feng Wu returned, Fang Ling blinked his eyes and asked curiously, "You are not a Taoist, so what are you?"

"Destiny?"

"What's the difference with a Taoist priest? Anyway, I can't tell the difference, I said that if you are a Taoist priest, you are a Taoist priest, and you are not allowed to refute it!"

"Okay. ”

Feng Wu didn't speak again after he finished speaking, but he hadn't forgotten what his purpose was. Zhang Yu saw that the master he invited really agreed, thinking that he had great skills, and shouted that he wanted to compete.

Feng Wu smiled, "I have one more condition attached. ”

As soon as his words fell, Zhang Yu immediately laughed: "Yo yo yo, the ability is not very good, and there are really many requirements!"

"I want the pill you just got today, Gu Yuan Dan!"

Zhang Yu's face changed drastically when he heard this, and at this time, Fang Ling interjected another sentence and came in: "What's the matter, Young Master Zhang, you won't dare to bet, right?"

As she spoke, she showed a contemptuous smile, Zhang Yu didn't do it.

immediately straightened his face, and said angrily: "Okay, just bet, but I also have to add a condition, if my side wins, not only can you not get close to Fang Ling anymore, but you also have to kneel down to me!"

As soon as he finished saying this, he didn't care if Feng Wu and the others had anything to say, and directly took someone to the back room.

The corners of Feng Wu's mouth twitched, and he didn't see any concern at all.

Fang Ling led the way in front, and they soon arrived at Fang Ling's mother's room. As soon as he entered, Feng Wu felt a cold feeling.

Feng Wu looked around, but he didn't see anything. Zhang Yuke couldn't hold back: "How about it? Which of you comes first?"

"I have another question here, no matter which of us comes first, there is always one person who may cure my aunt, so what if I cure it first, but it will only take effect at a later time?

"Hmph, I knew that you ignorant boy would say such a thing, I've seen a lot of poor people like you!"

Feng Wu set his eyes on the body of the false illusion master, and was really curious about where this person had the courage and confidence to say such a thing.

"Then let's stop talking nonsense and get started. How long will it take? ”

Don't look at what Feng Wu said lightly, but in fact, it has several hidden meanings.

It's just that the people over there didn't hear the meaning, and thought it was Feng Wu's stage fright, so they immediately laughed: "Let the poor road come first, what do children like you who don't have any hair know what, let you see how good I am first!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he pulled out a whisk from his sleeve, and Feng Wu raised his eyebrows.

This dust whisk is a good thing, no wonder this person is so confident. He was even more curious about how this person was going to operate.

The illusionist held the dust whisk and a mirror in his hand, singing and dancing around the position of the bed three times from left to right without any rules, and at a glance he knew that he was here to make up the numbers.

The more Feng Wu looked at it, the more ridiculous he felt, but a physiognomy master who claimed to be a poor man claimed to be poor, and he was like a great god when he did it.

If this physiognomy master's previous approach made him feel incredible, the next one was dumbfounded.

After the illusionist stopped, he came to Fang Ling's face.

"Miss Fang, don't worry, the specific reason is that you have already seen that your mother is haunted by this pervert!"

When he said this, Feng Wuzheng was bored, and poured a cup of tea from the table next to him as if he was watching a good show, but it was all squirting out at this time.

Listening to the sound of "poof", the tea in Feng Wu's mouth was all sprayed on the body of the fake phase master, no one thought that there could be such a show, especially the fake phase master was even more annoyed and angry.

"You, you shameless boy!"

I fumbled for most of the day, but I didn't come up with any good words, and I couldn't scold and scold where I held my throat in one breath.

It was Zhang Yu who spoke for the "master" he invited.