As a disciple of the major sects of Taoism, Ah Huang is very familiar with and understands the robes and costumes of various sects. But I have never seen this kind of Taoist robe.

"Could it be that the Taoist priest on this mural is a loose cultivator? But can a casual cultivator be so powerful? Just by virtue of a mural to suppress this corpse oil monster in the entire villa? ”

Ah Huang looked puzzled.

Actually, when I saw this Taoist mural. Thinking about the performance of those undead monsters after falling into the basement just now, I can't guess some of the truth......

The reason why the evil corpse oil in those black vats upstairs didn't break out of the vat before was not because of good luck at all!

And I'm afraid it's because of this Taoist mural in this basement or other related righteous people that they were not born to harm people.

As for why they all suddenly woke up just now, it may be because of the disturbance caused by Fu Yang and the others after they broke in, or it may be because this mural has been old for a long time, and the mana of the suppression is not so strong......

All in all, this Taoist mural is anything but simple!

Fu Yang also looked at it for a while, shook his head and said to Ah Huang.

"Ah Huang, I guess this portrait should not be the mysterious master who suppressed those corpse oil monsters. It is the patriarch and the gods that the masters believe in. ”

"After all, generally speaking, dare to use this kind of portrait with flying fairies and fairies to greet each other. That must be at least a Heavenly Master-level powerhouse. ”

"But if it's a Heavenly Master-level powerhouse, I don't believe he can't completely destroy this black corpse oil monster! Instead, choose to use spells to suppress the seal. So I'm inclined to ...... It may be left by a Dao Sect predecessor who has not yet cultivated to a Heavenly Master, but is also very strong. This mural statue may be the patriarch of his faction. ”

Fu Yang's analysis is well-founded and convincing.

Indeed, Taoism, as the only most orthodox native sect in China, has a long history and is of the same origin as Chinese civilization. There are already countless genres......

While the two were still guessing, Vico had already flown over directly and watched it very closely. Then he pouted: "You two are guessing there, don't you know if you take a closer look?" That, it is very clear who this mural Taoist priest is. ”

Fu Yang and Ah Huang took a closer look, and sure enough, they saw a line of very, very small characters next to them. It reads: Portrait of the ancestor of the Red Pine Immortals.

Really!

The portrait is the ancestor of a small sect of a certain subdivision of the Dao Sect.

Ah Huang pinched his chin, and his eyes flashed with thought: "Red Pine Immortal...... It's a name that sounds so familiar to me. Where have you seen it? It shouldn't be a mythical figure, it's a certain powerful Taoist predecessor who has appeared in history. But for a moment, I couldn't remember. ”

Fu Yang rolled his eyes at him, expressing his speechlessness.

The three of them walked around the mural of the Red Pine Immortal, trying to see if they could find any follow-up clues from it.

After all, in this small villa at No. 44 Bilers Street, there is nothing but the weird mirror floor and those terrifying corpse oil undead monsters. Still found almost no clues about the disappearance of Li Jinyu's family of three......

Fu Yang had a strong premonition and intuition in his heart: this portrait of a Taoist priest has a lot to do with the current foggy incident!

"Let's take a closer look and see if there is any other information about this Taoist portrait besides the secret method seal that we don't know?"

He stretched out his hand and carefully pressed it on, trying to sense what else was still subtle......

As soon as I came into contact, a change was born!

Fu Yang was shocked, and a strange and strange illusion seemed to appear in front of him.

It seems that the blue-robed and yellow-pants Taoist priest sitting cross-legged on the mural stood up suddenly, and smiled at himself, step by step to walk out of the portrait. It's like coming to yourself!

His eyes couldn't help but be a little confused......

In fact, Fu Yang was the only one in such a situation!

Ah Huang and Wei Ke next to them looked like everything was normal, and they didn't even know that Fu Yang had seen such a strange scene!

In Fu Yang's eyes, the Taoist priest with the immortal wind bones on the mural walked down, stood in front of him and smiled at him, and said in an ethereal tone: "Xiaoyou is finally here, Poor Dao has waited so long. ”

"What do you say? Wait for me? What do you mean? ”

Fu Yang subconsciously replied.

As soon as he spoke, Wei Ke and Ah Huang next to him realized that his eyes were empty and confused, and he seemed to have fallen into a kind of illusion.

Ah Huang was a little flustered.

Hurriedly wanted to knock off Fu Yang's hand that was still touching the mural - at a glance, he knew that it might be because Fu Yang touched the mural and there was an abnormality.

Although he and Vico had touched it, nothing strange happened. Why did Fu Yang have it as soon as he touched it?

"Don't worry! I feel that Fu Yang has no problem, but it may be a chance. ”

Wei Ke stopped Ah Huang's hand and told him to wait and see.

With her ghost king-level strength, if Fu Yang really had an accident and was confused by some powerful ghosts and demons, she could completely sense it. Not to mention this mural...... It should indeed be left by the righteous people?

Of course, Fu Yang didn't know the situation of Wei Wei and Ah Huang beside him, he only looked at the Taoist priest in front of him who looked like a person and a painting, and asked who he was? What do you mean?

As a result, the other party did not answer him at all, but just looked at him and smiled.

"Senior, you speak. Don't just smile at me, huh? Although you are very handsome with kind eyebrows and good intentions, I am embarrassed and scared to look at me and smile like this. ”

Fu Yang scratched his head and said.

Vico snorted.

My husband looks serious, and sometimes he feels funny when he speaks.

However, the Taoist priest who walked down from the mural still smiled and said nothing, but suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed at Fu Yang's forehead!

Fu Yang was shocked.

In the face of this strange scene, although my head was a little dizzy like drinking, I still wanted to subconsciously want to dodge.

He stretched out his hand to stop it, but his hands only brushed the air, and he couldn't stop it at all—after all, it was just an illusion, right?

The blue-robed Taoist priest's finger was straight on Fu Yang's forehead!

This time it doesn't feel like an illusion anymore.

Fu Yang really seemed to vaguely feel that a cold finger touched his forehead.

Bang!

He felt his head and heart pound at the same time.

Then I felt the power of the ghost path stored in my heart, as if it were water in a pond. I was pumped out by a high-powered water pump!

Go down the chest and into the head. Then he gathered to the forehead, followed the cold finger, and quickly headed towards the Taoist priest's body......