Xuanying Taoist said that the poor Taoist teacher and Mr. Zhang are both from the Maoshan faction. As a junior of the same sect, he naturally has to give him a ride.

Tang Fatzi asked, the Taoist priest of the silver tile shop can't afford to be early, and he has to collect some incense money for anyone's business, the old gentleman died, he has no children and no daughters, and he is helpless, so you are working for nothing.

Xuanying Dao's face sank, don't talk nonsense. What does my uncle have to do with money?

Xiao said briefly, so very good, the Taoist chief, please.

The two nuns who were guarding the spirit saw that another group of old Taoists had come, and Huihong and Huizhu stood up together to give up their seats in the spirit shed.

Qiu Zhongren took the trouble to drag Ai Xiaoluo aside. He touched his mustache and frowned, Master Ai, isn't it up to you to do Mr. Zhang's dojo? How do you make a trip to bite the gold halfway?

Ai Xiaoluo let out a sigh of relief, and wrote lightly, whoever does it is the same, and I still know what they do. Wouldn't it be better if someone volunteered to help?

Qiu Zhongren shook his head, this Xuanying Taoist is good at everything, but he is too greedy for money, no matter who does it, he has to ask for money, and it is called incense money, but in fact, it is to find ways to extort, and the villagers have long complained, but they dare not offend him. Since you returned to the village, their business has not been as good as before, and you have given the villagers a free ashram, and their business has become more and more bleak.

Ai Xiaoluo said, just now Daoist Xuanying said that he and Mr. Zhang are of the same root and origin, and belong to the Maoshan faction, is there such a thing?

Ai Xiaoluo returned to the village later, and he didn't know much about what had happened in the past.

Qiu Zhongren chuckled, revealing two yellow teeth, which was just far-fetched. His master was really a disciple of Maoshan Mountain, and later secretly went down the mountain to look for flowers and ask willows, and was expelled from the sect, so he came to Chicamel Mountain to start a sect without any way. Hey, the upper beam is not right, the lower beam is crooked. Xuanying Dao is long and strong, and his temper is not small. That's it, no one dares to mess with him. The villagers were afraid of damning someone or something.

Ai Xiaoluo nodded slightly, I see, black sheep, I will get rid of him sooner or later.

Hey, that's not good, the country has laws, and if you want to take away people's lives, you have to go to jail.

Ai Xiaoluo smiled and shook his head, Master Qiu misunderstood, I don't want his life, I just want to abolish his mana and make him embarrassed, and he will not dare to come to the village again.

Qiu Zhongren looked at Ai Xiaoluo, you will also charge money for building a dojo for others in the future.

Ai Xiaoluo patted his chest, yes, if I have to collect more money from the outside world, how can I live? Here I am said to be a lay disciple, not within the precepts of Taoism.

The shed was full of Taoist priests. Xuanying Taoist put incense and candles to worship Zhang Zhiye. Not bad, he performed the ritual of three bows and nine bows of the master and apprentice. Suddenly, he smelled a strange smell, somewhat like the smell of rotting flesh.

Xuanying Daoist nodded and called Qiu Zhongren. Is the old man's body broken? Why does it taste?

Qiu Zhongren told the truth, he felt that he was the same uncle, and it was necessary to tell Xuanying Daoist about these things.

The smile on Xuanying Daoren's face gradually stiffened, nonsense, you go and call Boss Ye from the coffin shop to me! It's so vicious that he actually used a hundred ghost corpse oil to imprison my uncle's soul, and he won't be able to reincarnate in the future. How can you still do such an inhumane thing?

Qiu Zhongren's eyes widened, his rhetoric was the opposite of the coffin shop owner's rhetoric, and he had no idea for a while.

Ai Xiaoluo said, Xuanying Daoist does not need to make a fuss, everything must have cause and effect, this is an errand that the old gentleman confessed before his death, but the coffin shop Boss Ye helped to complete his last wish.

Ai Xiaoluo's words carried much more weight than Qiu Zhongren, although he only explained two sentences. Xuanying Daoist lost his temper.

Master, what do you think?

Ai Xiaoluo said, since you and Mr. Zhang are the same uncle and nephew, it is inconvenient for me, an outsider, to interfere. As for how to do it, let the Taoist master decide. He skillfully kicked the ball to Xuanying Daoren.

Xuanying Daoist people are not surprised. He came here for two purposes, he wanted to do things for Zhang Zhiye. In addition, recognize a godfather to strengthen the prestige of the silver tile store.

He put on the gossip fairy clothes, and several other Taoist priests used black curtains to wrap the spirit shed, which was impermeable.

What the Taoist priests are doing in the spirit shed, you can't see it outside.

Ai Xiaoluo couldn't help but worry for a while, he was worried that Hu Lai, the warlock of the silver tile shop, was really going to anger Zhang Zhiye's undead, and it would be even more difficult to end in the future.

But he has already handed over the power to Xuanying Daoren, so he can only watch him toss.

I saw Xuanying Taoist holding a peach wood sword in his left hand, and took down a waist card from his waist with his right hand, this waist card was made of ebony, with a tiger head on it and a few golden characters below.

Ai Xiaoluo is very strange, where did he get this brand? Or did you do it yourself? Gradually, the curtain closed.

The fat man stabbed Ai Xiaoluo, what are these Taoist priests doing mysteriously in it?

Ai Xiaoxiao thought about it for a while, but I can't be sure yet, I suspect it should have something to do with the color of the coffin.

The fat man gives a thumbs up, and I believe you.

A few shouts came from the mourning shed,

Demons and monsters, you listen to the truth,

Send my uncle to the earth.

This path should always be there,

Rush to the underworld to turn the soul.

Yin and Yang Infinite Earth, Forgiveness! Pardon!

As soon as the pardon is issued, the world is commanded.

Outside the mourning shed, a black mist was steaming, getting stronger and stronger!

Ai Xiaoluo shouted, stop it! There is danger!

Xuanying Daoist was very angry. He could hear it as Ai Xiaoliu's voice. He thinks Ai Xiaoliu is robbing him of his business.

Suddenly, there was a loud bang in the coffin, and the two little Taoist priests who were painting the coffin black died tragically next to the coffin as if they had been struck by lightning.

Hyun Young was terrified, he knew how high his skills were. Usually, I fool people by doing any dojo rituals, but now I really have a life.

He thought something was wrong! Someone must be playing tricks, and the culprit is Ai Xiaoluo.

He picked up the peachwood sword and lit a piece of rune paper, wanting to use it to calm the corpse in the coffin.

Brushed a flash of fire and flew towards the coffin, only to have the coffin, with a bang, bounce the rune paper back.

The spark got on the gossip fairy clothes and quickly caught fire.

Xuanying Daoist's hair and beard were all on fire, and several little Taoist priests rushed up to help the master extinguish the fire.

Xuanying Daoist had never encountered such a situation, he was annoyed and angry, and threw the peachwood sword at the coffin, but the coffin emitted a golden light and the peachwood sword collapsed and stabbed into the Taoist's shoulder.

Throw him out of the shed at once.

Ai Xiaoluo instructed the villagers to remove the curtain.

He helped Xuanying Daoren, it doesn't matter if the Taoist is long, right?

Xuanying Daoren's face was pale, and he glared at Ai Xiaoluo and said, Is it a ghost that you did?