As soon as his words came out, they immediately caused a commotion. Many masters also reacted at this time, and looked at the people on the stage with unkind eyes.

When the man saw such a change, he suddenly panicked, and under this cool central air conditioning, even sweat fell on his forehead, which can be seen that this person's mental quality is not strong.

Liao Zhenren saw that the situation was not good at this time, so he quickly stood up and said: "Don't be impatient, everyone, as we all know, this evil qi is inherently formless and substantial, and it will be generated in crowded places. Although there are 'ten real people' present, it is inevitable that there will be a new generation of evil qi permeating, and it is naturally not surprising that Pei Daoyou can use his true qi to force it out of shape this time. ”

Listening to his forcible explanation, everyone slowly calmed down at this time, and even the old man who reprimanded him before was speechless. After all, in their circle, this is the case, you can fool, you can brag, but you have to save face for other peers. Everyone is deceiving people, and no one will debunk others, otherwise they will really tear their faces and never die.

"Pei Banxian" saw that Liao Zhenren helped him out of the siege, quietly wiped the cold sweat on his face, and then continued the performance just now.

"Dry is the sky, Kun is the earth, the thunder is like eight pure, and the wind removes evil! Haste as a law! Harvest! ”

He held the gossip compass in his hand, connected the dots with his other hand, and then gave a loud shout, startling several guests nearby.

As he uttered the word "receive", the faint white mist around him began to slowly move towards the Bagua Disk Dragon in his hand. Although it is very slow and has little visibility, if you look carefully, you can still see one or two.

"What the hell is going on? What's he doing? ”

"It's supposed to be absorbing the mist, right? There's something odd about what he's holding in his hands......"

"Really? But why do I think he's playing tricks on us...... That gossip compass must be an air filter, and I seem to hear the sound of the machine running. ”

"No, be confident, get rid of the feeling, he's playing a trick on us......"

"Shall we expose him, then?"

"Uh...... Forget it, let's follow the rules, see through it or not, and the masters will do it together......"

“……”

Zhang Xiaoman saw everything that the person on the stage did at this moment, and he only felt familiar for a while, how could this look particularly like the spirit absorption technique he had demonstrated at Su Fu's house? It's just that some of the people who imitate it are too unprofessional, and they are full of loopholes.

Many masters who had participated in the parasitic event before were also a little dumbfounded at this time. They all stood up at this moment, trying to see the man's appearance more clearly, so that they could distinguish themselves from the person they had seen. Obviously, they also began to wonder if this so-called "Pei Banxian" was himself.

On the other side, at a large table not far from the center stage, a sturdy middle-aged man was watching the scene with a gloomy face.

When he saw "Pei Banxian" driving the modified gossip plate to absorb smoke everywhere, he even slapped the teacup in his hand on the table and said angrily: "Who is this person?" Did he take us all for fools? How the hell did this kind of person get in!? ”

On the side, the assistant dressed in black hurriedly glanced at a staff member, who hurriedly stepped forward and said: "I have an impression of this name, a very famous Pei Banxian who was invited by the conference this time, and the carriage and horse fees were provided to the second gear. However, later many masters from Jiangnan said that Pei Banxian was fake, and the organizers found that it was indeed a mistake after comparing the information, and they should just have the same name. ”

"What's going on with this guy on stage?"

The staff wiped the sweat from their heads and said, "This one on the stage...... Possible...... It should be the real Master Pei. After all, according to the oral accounts of the monks in the Jiangnan area, Master Pei is not very old, only about twenty-five years old......"

"It's nonsense!" The sturdy man slapped the table and said, "Before you invite people to come, how can you not even figure out the identity and details of the other party?" If a cat or a dog can be displayed on stage like this, then what credibility does this National Monastic Conference have!? ”

As he spoke, his already pale face became even more ugly, and he couldn't help but let out a series of coughing sounds.

"Boss, you pay attention to your body, or let's go back early, the doctor said, it's not appropriate to be ......tired," the assistant next to him hurriedly said.

"It's okay, I'm stiff, don't worry." The man drank a cup of tea, waved his hand and said, "By the way, is Old Man Ye Cang here?" ”

The assistant said: "The Ye family has been informed, and the old man will come over immediately." ”

"Well, thank you."

The man nodded, but the expression on his face was a little painful, and he could feel that he might not be able to hold on for long.

The man's name is Qin Yan, who is the largest investor in this monastic conference, and once started with some gray industries that wandered on the edge of the law, and after successfully making money, he changed his career to investment.

Because I usually believe in legends such as ghosts and gods, I took a fancy to the gap in this area of the country and decided to invest money, which is why there is now an annual national monastic conference.

This monastic conference was not so much a meeting of masters as a large-scale exchange fair. They took the opportunity to invite celebrities from all walks of life to participate, and at the same time set up auction houses, gambling stones, and antiques profiteering institutions, and the income from this day alone was a very terrifying figure.

However, there was an accident at this year's conference, Qin Yan actually got a bad news before he came, his younger brother, who had been dependent on him since childhood, fell ill when he traveled to Qionghua City, and the hospital couldn't find any problems at all, but the patient was still unconscious, and his vital signs continued to decline.

As a last resort, Qin Yan could only rush back to take care of his younger brother, and postponed the monastic exchange conference, after all, there were some important guests, and he still needed to be present in person, the host.

But what made him desperate was that after inviting several nationally renowned experts to diagnose and treat him, his brother's condition still did not improve in the slightest, and even a frightening thing happened in the end.

On my brother's belly, a human face has grown!

Qin Yan could see it very clearly, that face was exactly the same as his younger brother! This made him, who had always believed in ghosts and gods, immediately associate with something.

"This is retribution! It's retribution! ”

Qin Yan grabbed his hair vigorously, his eyes bloodshot.

My brother is dead.

And now......

It was his turn.

PS: The protagonist is about to collide head-on with the first boss with the ability to destroy the team.