Chapter 390: Response (1420 Votes)

"Whether or not the Chenghuang forces are involved in this matter, we must solve it!" The elder of the second clan said in a deep voice.

"How to solve it? If the Xuanmen are allowed to take over in an all-round way, who can guarantee that they will not raise bandits? The elder of the third clan sitting next to him frowned slightly, and his face showed an expression of disgruntle.

Obviously, because of the previous appearance of the Chenghuang forces, this old man was completely wary of the Fangwai Warlocks, and his heart was also full of fear of the Xuanmen.

"To eliminate these evil ghosts, it is natural to involve the Xuanmen, it is not enough for them to only use as an auxiliary this time, and the main force also needs our soldiers to do it!" The second clan elder who had spoken before smiled.

"What do you mean? The group of boys under our command didn't say anything about going to the battlefield to fight, but they are not Taoist priests, how can they catch ghosts? ”

"After so many years of research, the Twelve Divisions still have some results, they have developed a firearm to deal with evil spirits, as long as our soldiers are equipped with these things, it is easy to deal with those evil spirits." The elder of the second clan laughed.

Hearing this, the other clan elders all nodded, obviously they had understood what the second clan elder meant.

Let those Xuanmen warlocks investigate the location of the evil ghosts, control the activities of those evil ghosts, and then let the soldiers under their command use the newly developed ghost exorcism guns to destroy all those evil ghosts.

"This matter is settled!" Seeing that everyone had finished discussing, the elder of the big clan finally closed the coffin and made a final conclusion.

Before the state took action, there were already warlocks among the people who began to deal with those evil spirits.

Although because of the Chenghuang forces, they are all like thieves and dare not act openly, but when relatives and friends ask for the door, they will still give some talismans and other things to protect themselves.

Song Ying'an is a folk warlock, although he did not join the semi-official organization of Xuanmen, but his strength is not weak, and he has reached the peak of qi training. When Chen Tianyou first walked down the mountain, he was just this strength.

When he was young, Song Ying'an inadvertently picked up a book of talisman seals from a stall, and later according to the pictures above, when he was writing nonsense, he actually drew a spirit rune.

Since then, he has embarked on the path of a warlock, and as he drew more and more runes, the qi in his body continued to grow until he had the strength he has today.

Some time ago. The matter of the Chenghuang forces was in an uproar all over the country, and he naturally knew about it.

He also had some understanding of what the Chenghuang forces were doing, and he did not do any evil deeds, but did a lot of good deeds, which made the atmosphere in many places better.

However, it is such a force, but because it is jealous of the superiors, it has declined in a short period of time.

It is precisely because of the lessons of the Chenghuang forces. Song Yingan made up his mind, he definitely didn't show his strength lightly, he was honest and an ordinary person, and it was good to earn some money to support his family.

The other day. Song Ying'an's brother-in-law came to his house for something, and by the time he was about to leave, it was already dark.

Although he majored in Fu Seal, Song Yingan also dabbled a little in other aspects. took a look at the brother-in-law's face and found that his Yin Tang was black and his eyes were blank. The corners of his eyes and eyebrows are full of bad luck.

Song Ying'an immediately concluded that his brother-in-law had a death robbery tonight.

Seeing this, how could Song Ying'an let his brother-in-law leave, he had to let him stay at home for one night and rush home the next morning.

But no matter what Song Ying'an says, his brother-in-law must go home tonight.

In desperation, Song Yingan could only tell his brother-in-law about the death.

However, his brother-in-law didn't believe in these things at all, and he was usually very unhappy with this brother-in-law who was chattering all day long, and when he heard Song Ying'an's words, he snorted coldly and was about to walk outside.

According to the old rules, immortals don't save the damned!

If it were someone else today, Song Ying'an would have been too lazy to pay attention to it, and if he wanted to die, he would die!

But this is no one else, it is his wife's own brother, and in desperation, Song Yingan can only spend energy to draw a talisman seal and let his brother-in-law take it with him.

That night, his brother-in-law called him, and he was unprecedentedly hot on the phone, constantly thanking Song Ying'an for saving his life, but Song Ying'an just chatted for a while and hung up.

Today's weather is good, and after Song Yingan opened his small supermarket, he sat behind the counter and took a nap.

"Brother-in-law, brother-in-law, help, it's going to die, help!"

At this moment, Song Ying'an's brother-in-law screamed while pushing open the door of the small supermarket and ran in.

Song Ying'an, who was woken up, frowned and glanced at his brother-in-law, and found that there was nothing wrong with him: "What's wrong with you?" ”

"Brother-in-law, it's not me, it's one of my buddies, he got off work late yesterday, and somehow, he collapsed at the door of the house, you go and help take a look!"

"If you faint, you will be sent to the hospital, what are you doing with me as a supermarket owner?" Song Yingan said with some dissatisfaction.

At this time, a middle-aged woman walked in outside, glanced at Song Ying'an's brother-in-law, looked at Song Ying'an again, took two steps forward, and begged in a low voice: "This master, my son was unlucky and hit that thing, you save him!" ”

"Don't listen to Ziping's nonsense, I'm a supermarket owner, I really can't help you! If you faint, you might as well rush to the hospital! Song Yingan said helplessly.

"But......" The middle-aged woman also showed hesitation on her face.

"Brother-in-law, don't you know how to draw talismans? Won't you wake up after you draw Zhang Fu directly and help Aunt Zhang solve the problem? What are you doing here? ”

Song Ying'an glared at his brother-in-law fiercely: "Okay, I'm going to continue doing business, if you don't have anything, just leave!" ”

As he spoke, Song Yingan sat down on the seat again.

Looking at Song Ying'an, the middle-aged woman knelt down in front of the counter suddenly.

"Master, please come and save my son! Our family is just this one seedling! ”

Song Ying'an frowned slightly, and felt a little sympathy in his heart, but he really didn't want to get involved in this troubled water, who knows what it means?

He didn't want to be like the City God forces before!

Thinking of this, Song Ying'an's eyes suddenly lit up, he didn't want to do this matter, he could directly push it onto the Chenghuang forces!

"Go, go, go, don't get in my way!"

Song Ying'an ruthlessly drove the middle-aged woman away, and then said to Liang Ziping, who was indignant: "Ziping, you stay for a while!" ”

Liang Ziping's lips squirmed twice, but in the end, he didn't dare to say anything more and stayed honestly. (To be continued......)