Li Guohao smiled and touched his head.

"Eh, that, mother-in-law, Maoshan Sect, is there such a cow thing?"

As she spoke, the blind woman stood up, shook her head, and sighed.

"You're not an authentic Maoshan descendant, are you? Xiao Li. ”

When a sentence came out, Li Guohao looked ashamed and lowered his head.

"Oh, it turned out to be a fake Taoist, no wonder." Lan Ruoxi looked at Li Guohao with disdain.

"Okay, okay, I'm not an authentic Maoshan descendant, but I've learned a lot from a few Maoshan masters before."

Li Guohao finally spoke up.

"Ready, boy, I'm going to suffer later, why are you stunned, carry him in."

Then I experienced the most painful thing in my life, constantly yelling, the pain, let me never forget, the fracture part, to a little smelly, but there is a strong smell of cool oil, but this will, I only think, the fracture place, is not so painful.

Gathered together again, I lay dying on the rocking chair, and Lan Ruoxi wiped the sweat on my body.

"Mother-in-law, what is the Maoshan Sect's transshipment and luck method?"

"Alas, we don't know the specifics, this is a method that only the orthodox descendants of the Maoshan Sect can practice, and it must be recognized by the immortal master, it is very mysterious, it is said that this method can be transferred, or unlucky, very powerful."

"I said, it's 5 o'clock in the morning, we two old bones, since then, we often don't sleep well, if we continue like this, we can't hold on, it's different from you young people, please come back next time, it's dawn, okay?"

The little old man muttered, and we fell into deep thought, Lan Ruoxi tried to call Mao Xiaoyu, but no one answered, and Li Guohao also said that Mao Xiaoyu was the orthodox heir of the Maoshan Sect.

And at this time, I thought of Mao Wang, the two-bearded Taoist priest who had come to the unit building before, he should also be a member of the Maoshan Sect.

"Mother-in-law, is there any orthodoxy of the Maoshan Sect around here?" I asked.

The blind woman shook her head.

"Oh, around here, it's all like this kid, who can order the fur of Maoshan Technique, and come out in the name of Maoshan Sect, a guy who swaggers and cheats!"

As soon as the little old man finished speaking, Li Guohao lowered his head.

"Alas, okay, young man, although you are not the orthodox of the Maoshan Sect, but you have good qualifications, you can use the blue-level talisman, it is not easy, many even if they are the orthodox heirs of the Maoshan Sect, for a lifetime, they may only be able to use the lowest-level yellow talisman, just like the kid who came with you before, I look at him, it will be like that for a lifetime."

Fiercely, the four of us laughed heartily, Mao Xiaoyu's mind was on Lan Ruoxi, and he ate, drank and gambled, everything.

Hu Tianshuo and Li Guohao are constantly making phone calls, and in the current ghost burial team, only Mao Xiaoyu and Li Guohao can use most of the Maoshan techniques, and the rest of them are all in the art world, piecing together, learning some fur, and using them to make ghosts.

Lan Ruoxi was also making a call, but to no avail, the people of the Maoshan Sect seemed to have disappeared overnight, and they couldn't even find half of them.

Suddenly, I remembered, Mao Yiping.

"I'm until a master of the Maoshan Sect, named Mao Yiping, can use a purple talisman." As soon as I finished speaking, a pair of eyes were fixed on me in the room.

Then I briefly explained that the last time I went home, what happened, I met an old Taoist priest named Mao Yiping.

Without hesitation, we went out, and Hu Tianshuo drove the car, and we went to my house.

"Tianshuo, are you okay?"

I saw that Lan Ruoxi and Li Guohao were planning to sleep for a while, and Hu Tianshuo had to drive for more than an hour alone.

"It's okay, Qingyuan, this matter must be solved as soon as possible, the order from above has come down many times, asking us to solve the matter within this month, you can sleep, I have been sleeping for a long time during the day."

The car stopped, and in the haze, I woke up.

"Here we are, Qingyuan, this is the place, right?"

I struggled to open my sleepy eyes, nodded, and the car entered the wisteria community, still the same as before, desolate, looking at the past, one building after another, all of them were pitch black.

As soon as we stopped the car, we saw a person standing at the entrance of the building.

"There are guests from afar, and they are very happy, Qingyuan."

Mao Yiping said, walked over, after we got out of the car, he looked at me with puzzled eyes, Li Guohao and Hu Tianshuo, carrying wheelchairs, lifted me down and pushed me over.

"Little brother Qingyuan, old Taoist, I look at you, you are haunted by bad luck, ...... recently"

"It's going to be ruined, isn't it?" I smiled self-deprecatingly.

Mao Yiping shook his head, and then we arrived at Mao Yiping's house, the dim light was on, the big black teapot on the stove was steaming, and there were already 5 broken tea bowls on the table.

"It's indeed the authentic Maoshan Sect, and the family is all broken."

Li Guohao Chen praised, after he said this, I noticed that the last time I came, I was a little confused, all the things in Mao Yiping's house are defective, the tea bowl is broken, the dinner plate, the bowl is broken, even the quilt, bed, chair, table, there are broken places, he himself is also wearing a gray robe with patches, some white, the sleeves, completely broken, not connected.

"Dao Chief, are you coming until we are coming?" I asked.

Mao Yiping nodded.

"Old Taoist priest, I'm usually fine, I like to calculate, a few days ago, I have already calculated, little brother Qingyuan, you will come over."

Hu Tianshuo took a document and put it on the table, and began to talk to Mao Yiping about this Eternal Life Meeting.

After a while, Hu Tianshuo finished speaking, and Mao Yiping took a sip of tea, looking pensive.

"Indeed, in our Maoshan Sect, there is indeed a method to help you transfer and open luck, which can help a person who is unlucky, break bad luck, and remove filth, but in this world, people's fortunes are all in the process of constant change, towards the good or bad aspects, all of which are what this person does on weekdays."

"Oh, then on the other hand, you can also use this spell to make people who were originally lucky have bad luck?"

Hu Tianshuo spoke, and Mao Yiping laughed.

"The child can be taught, indeed, this spell, if the mind is not right, it can be used to harm people, but it will never be so troublesome, if you really want to harm people, find ghosts, manipulate zombies, and trade money, it is more convenient, after all, this technique is a double-edged sword."

Then Mao Yiping said that the use of this spell will make the sorcerer lose his life, because this is the gift of heaven and earth, if he wants to help a person transfer and get lucky, the sorcerer must pay the price of his own yang longevity, in exchange for this person's blessing.

"As for your matter, maybe it was indeed the Taoist priest of Maoshan who did it, these people's eight characters don't seem to match the name, there is a sense of weirdness, maybe it's fake."

Mao Yiping said, Hu Tianshuo picked up the things recorded on the information, and all of us who came also understood that if the Eternal Life Society wanted to modify the information of these people, it was really simple.

"Little brother Qingyuan, it's rare to meet, old Taoist, I'll do it for you a little, wash away some misunderstandings on your body, there should be an old man in your family, sick, when I finish casting spells for you, you take this girl and return home, your family's illness will also be cured."

I sighed, looking at Lan Ruoxi, she also looked puzzled.

Then I sat cross-legged in a room, in front of the altar that had already been placed, Mao Yiping wrote some small characters on my body, and then he held a peachwood sword, in one hand, holding a branch, after a period of silent recitation, with the branch, dipped in some water on the table, the copper bowl, sprinkled on my body, a little silver light, appeared.

"Hehao Yin and Yang, the sunrise in the east, pardon this talisman, sweep away the unknown, spit the water of samadhi, the eyes are like the light of the sun, catch the monster to make the canopy wrestler, break the disease with the suppression of King Kong, surrender to the blame, Hua auspicious, urgent as the law, ......"

Mao Yiping had just finished reading, and violently, he sacrificed a purple talisman, interspersed with the peachwood sword, and suddenly burst into flames.

"Open your mouth."

I snorted, opened my mouth wide, and violently, Mao Yiping stuffed the burning talisman into my mouth, and then the peach wood sword slapped directly and vigorously on my neck, I wowed, in my mouth, a mushy smell, and then immediately a nausea spread throughout the body.

"It's okay, Qingyuan, I can only use this spell to temporarily dispel your bad luck, but the bad luck will recur, after all, the old Taoist, I still want to live a few more years, I don't want to lose my life, hehe."

I immediately thanked him gratefully.

"Dao Chief, thank you."

After saying goodbye to Mao Yiping, it will be bright, but we are all depressed, and at Hu Tianshuo's suggestion, we ate early, stayed in the hotel, and fell asleep.

At about 11 o'clock in the afternoon, we got up quickly, I called my mother, saying that we would go over at noon, after lunch, we went to the Guirenfang community where my house is located, Lan Ruoxi also went to buy some fruits and pastries, I have been emphasizing that no.

"Uncle, aunt, hello, I'm Qingyuan's friend, Lan Ruoxi."

As soon as she entered the door, Lan Ruoxi immediately shouted sweetly.

Originally, my mother was still crying and mourning, and immediately smiled, and all of a sudden, she took Lan Ruoxi's hand, asked her to sit down, and then immediately went to serve tea and pour water.

"Mom, where's my dad? Aren't you sick? ”

Then my mom didn't say anything, just laughed.

"Qingyuan, it's good to come back, it's good to come back, hehe, I'll call your dad, he'll be happy."

My nervous mood relaxed all of a sudden, and sure enough, as Mao Yiping said, if I bring Lan Ruoxi back, my father's illness will be cured, but I didn't expect what he said to be really effective.