"Are you also a Taoist priest?" Young Master Wan looked over, "As long as you have real skills, 50,000 yuan will be paid to you immediately!"

"Good. ”

Lin Qing nodded, sat down directly on the Cayenne, and then looked at Young Master Wan who was stunned: "Why don't you leave yet?"

Young Master Wan hurriedly got into the car: "You ...... Can it really ward off evil spirits?"

"No, you won't know when you get there. Lin Qing said indifferently, "It's better than them." ”

"Okay, it's you, big brother, the master invited by my brother is almost home, and it's too late, so I can only trust you once!"

Young Master Wan started the car and left quickly, leaving a group of old liars on the street: "That kid is much better than us, dare to go to thousands of homes to cheat money!"

On the way, Lin Qing also learned the general situation from Young Master Wan.

His name is Wan Jiadong, is a rich second generation, superstitious feng shui on weekdays, so often come to this antique street to find a fortune teller, a few days ago his old man suddenly fell ill, convulsions, but also at every turn crazy like biting people, invited the major famous doctors, are helpless, and finally determined to be evil, have to find a special Taoist priest to exorcise evil.

Wan Jiadong's elder brother Wan Hanlin immediately said that he knew the most powerful Taoist family in Songhai, the Han family, and wanted to invite the masters of the Han family to come over to exorcise evil spirits.

Wan Jiadong has always been at odds with his brother, and immediately said that he also knew a lot of half-immortal gods in the antique street, but his brother ridiculed those were stinky fish and rotten shrimp, and asked him not to make trouble.

Wan Jiadong was naturally angry, and he was also anxious about his father's condition, so he came to find someone, and he had to compare his brother to him.

"I said brother, are you really okay?" Wan Jiadong said uncertainly, "That Han family seems to be some kind of awesome Taoist family, have you heard of it?"

Lin Qing shook his head: "The Daomen family has heard of it, the Han family, there is no ......"

Lin Qing heard the old man say that in modern society, the cultivation world is mainly composed of various sects, such as the Maoshan faction, the Zhengyi sect, and the Dragon and Tiger Heavenly Master Dao that he betrayed.

The largest Taoist families, such as the Bai family in the capital and the Zhang family in Tiannan, can even compete with the smaller sects, as for the Songhai Han family...... The old man didn't mention it at all, and he just didn't want to get into the stream.

Soon, Cayenne drove into a luxury villa, and as soon as he stopped, a Maybach came behind him, and a man who was somewhat similar to Wan Jiadong got down and invited a young man in white from the back seat.

"It's him, you must overpower him for me!" Wan Jiadong said in a low voice.

"Hmph, it's not a talented thing, this is the liar you hired?" Wan Hanlin glanced at Lin Qing and said to Wan Jiadong.

"This is the master I invited, no worse than yours!" Wan Jiadong said unconvinced.

"Nonsense!" Wan Hanlin said no more and walked in.

It was the young man of the Han family who turned his head to stare at Chen Qing for a while, then shook his head and walked in disappointed.

A little Taoist boy, Lin Qing nodded, seeing through the realm of the Han family's youth at a glance.

Cultivators, whether they are feng shui masters or Taoist priests, have a strict hierarchy.

The first-grade Taoist child, the second-grade Taoist servant, the third-grade Taoist servant, the fourth-grade Taoist long, the fifth-grade Taoist long, and the sixth-grade Taoist are collectively referred to as real people!

However, with the development of the times, there are fewer and fewer cultivators, and the number of Taoist priests in the high realm is becoming rarer.

Generally, a Daomen family, a few Daomen servants is considered to be strong, and those who have a Dao from the realm are powerful Daomen families.

There are only a few Dao Masters in the Zhengyi Sect, and the Dragon and Tiger Heavenly Master Dao betrayed by the old man has a great Taoist sitting in the mountain gate.

When the old man died, he was a Taoist leader, and he couldn't return to Longhu Mountain, so he could only let Lin Qing fulfill his last wish.

Lin Qing is now a third-grade Daoist, and he is only one foot away from the fourth-grade Dao.

The twenty-year-old Dao Cong, this is going to shock the entire cultivation world, no wonder the old man has always called Lin Qing Demon and has high hopes for him.

You must know that in the normal cultivation world, Lin Qing's age, if he can touch the Dao Gate and become a first-class Taoist child, he is considered a great genius, such as the Han family boy in front of him.

"Ahh

As soon as I walked into the villa, a heart-rending roar came from the second floor.

When the Wanjia brothers heard this, they immediately became anxious, and they couldn't care about the fighting spirit anymore, so they hurriedly ran up.

The young man of the Han family also changed his face, took out a wooden box from the car, and hurriedly ran up.

Only Lin Qing paced leisurely: "Listening to this voice, it's just an unformed resentful spirit, is a Taoist boy so flustered?"

On the second floor, the nanny and servants were all outside, trembling and looking at the bedroom inside, and the roar came from inside.

Lin Qing walked into the bedroom and saw that the bedroom was very large, luxuriously decorated, and there was an old man in his sixties and seventies tied to the huge bed.

The old man struggled and writhed wildly, his mouth roared like a beast, his whole body was bruised, and the nails of his hands were even more blue, like an evil ghost.

"Hanlin, Jiadong, you two are finally back! Your dad has been like this, it's really scared to death!" A well-maintained woman of about fifty years old ran over and said, it should be Wan Hanlin and Wan Jiadong's mother.

"Han Lin, have you invited the master of the Han family?" the woman looked at the young man of the Han family and bent down slightly, "Please also ask the master to save the old man of my family." ”

Immediately, her eyes fell on Lin Qing: "This is ......"

"My name is Lin Qing. Lin Qing said indifferently.

"He's the master I invited!" Wan Jiadong puffed out his chest and said.

"Foolish!" the woman's face changed, "What masters can you invite, those in the antique street are all liars, usually you go to have fun, why is your father still fooling around like this!"

"Mom, I didn't! He really ......" Wan Jiadong didn't finish speaking, and was interrupted by the woman again.

"You go, it's none of your business here. The woman said directly to Lin Qing, "With this master of the Han family here, my husband's illness will definitely get better." ”

Lin Qing shook his head speechlessly, and was just about to speak, when the old man on the hospital bed suddenly roared, struggling violently, and almost broke free from the shackles on his body!

Everyone was shocked.

"Not good!"

The young man of the Han family shouted, quickly opened the wooden box in his hand, and said at the same time: "Quickly move the table!"

Wan Hanlin immediately pushed the table next to him to the side of the bed.

The young man of the Han family quickly took out a pot of incense burner ash from the wooden box, inserted a stick of incense, and placed two red candles left and right.

Then he took out a yellow paper talisman and shook it in his hand, and suddenly there was no wind and spontaneous combustion.

"Haste as the law!"

The young man of the Han family let out a low voice, threw away the yellow paper talisman in his hand, and immediately lit the incense and red candles on the table.

Finally, he solemnly took out a peachwood sword from the wooden box, put it on his eyebrows and silently recited a few words, and then began to dance.

Wan Hanlin and the others were stunned for a moment, and they retreated one after another, for fear of disturbing the Han family's young man's practices.

As long as Lin Qing was dumbfounded, wasn't he a first-grade Taoist boy?

According to what the old Taoist priest handed over to him, dealing with an unformed resentful spirit and evil worship, a first-grade Taoist boy should be easy to solve, this young man of the Han family actually opened the altar and danced the peach wood sword?

Is it because he has been in the mountains for too long and can't keep up with the times?

The young man of the Han family danced the peachwood sword while reciting the magic tricks, and he looked like he was doing something seriously, but he also had a bit of the demeanor of a master.

"Drive!"

Finally, the young man of the Han family waved his peachwood sword and pointed it at the old man on the bed.

Everyone held their breath and stared, ready to see the master drive away the evil cult.

Then, nothing happened, the old man on the hospital bed not only did not get better, but became more fierce, yelling at the young man of the Han family, and opening his mouth to reveal his sharpened fangs, if he was not tied to the bed, he would have pounced and bit the young man of the Han family.

"Bang!"

With a soft sound, the tip of the peachwood sword in the hand of the young man of the Han family directly caught fire, and a wisp of green smoke came out.

"Ahh

The young man of the Han family snorted, took three steps in a row, sweating profusely, and his face turned pale.

"No, the evil worship on the old man is too powerful, I'm not his opponent, I have to call my master over!"

The young man of the Han family panted and was about to take out the phone.

Lin Qing couldn't help it: "This is called a person, you are a Taoist boy with this means, right?"

The young man of the Han family was stunned when he heard this, and looked at Lin Qing in surprise: "You also know a first-grade Taoist child?"

"Why are you still here!" Wan Hanlin saw Lin Qing and immediately said angrily, "You liar don't hurry up and get out of the way for me, dare to question Master Han, believe it or not, I'm not polite to you!"

Lin Qing smiled indifferently: "I can go, then your father will die!"

"You ......" Wan Hanlin was dumbfounded for a while when he saw Lin Qing's determined appearance, and he didn't know what to say.

"If you know a first-grade Daotong, you must have heard of our Han family, my Han Shaotian's name!" The young man of the Han family looked proud, "My strength, you dare to question it?"

The Han family is one of the best Taoist families in Songhai, with a lot of strength, and the head of the family has the realm of three grades of Taoism!

And he, Han Shaotian, was the first genius of the Han family, and at a young age, he was promoted to a first-grade Taoist child, and he was also well-known in the surrounding cultivation circles, and he was sought after everywhere.

However, Lin Qing tilted his head and thought seriously: "I'm sorry, Han family...... I haven't really heard of it. ”

"You...... Speak wildly!" The young man of the Han family said angrily.

"Ahh......h

"Master, save my father, he's dying. Wan Jiadong said anxiously to Lin Qing.

Lin Qing nodded and was about to walk over.

"Stop!" the young man of the Han family stopped Lin Qing.

"You don't even know my name, you are definitely not a cultivator, this evil cult is very powerful, even I can't deal with it, I can only call my master, you better stay aside, don't give away your life." ”

It's quite kind, Lin Qing smiled: "This evil cult was just provoked by you, and he was about to go crazy, and when you called your master over, the daylilies were cold." ”

"Also, if you can't do it, it doesn't mean I can't. ”

After speaking, Lin Qing pushed away the young man of the Han family, came to the bedside, stretched out his hand, and directly grabbed the old man's neck.

"Get out of here!"

As soon as Lin Qing raised his hand, he actually pinched out a phantom shadow from the old man's neck!