Zhang Xiu hurriedly got up, and could see that the Dao Qian had hurt him a lot, and walked in front of the unconscious Zhang Songsheng, Zhang Xiu's expression was hideous, "I still want to let Lao Tzu's soul fly away, Lao Tzu will kill you!" ”

After saying that, his body was like a puff of green smoke, and he swooped into Zhang Songsheng's nasal cavity. I saw Zhang Songsheng like a leper, shaking all over, and after a while, his forehead was black as if surrounded by green smoke, and he raised his head with a strange smile. He got up and walked directly to the table next to him, picked up the vase on the table, and smashed it on his head with a bang.

Blood instantly left along the top of Zhang Songsheng's head, but Zhang Songsheng didn't feel the pain at all, his smile was even brighter, and he picked up the glass ashtray on the table, put his left hand on the table, and smashed it hard.

Click!

I saw that Zhang Songsheng's left hand was instantly dented, and his knuckles were even more distorted, but Zhang Songsheng's movements did not stop, smashing his left hand again and again.

"Okay, don't play people to death, it's still useful" Tang Shi looked at Zhang Songsheng's self-harming appearance and said to stop it.

I only heard Zhang Songsheng's voice coming out of Zhang Song's mouth, "Don't worry, master, as long as I don't want him to die, he will never die." ”

Tang Shi was noncommittal, walked to the side and sat down, took out the Dao Qian in his robe, the sneer sounded again, bursts of green smoke rose from Tang Shi's hand, Tang Shi put the Dao Qian on the table, and said, "Do you know this thing?" ”

Zhang Xiu was obviously a little afraid of this magic weapon, and he didn't dare to get close to him from a distance, "This is Dao money, and Maoshan Taoist priests will use it when they open the altar." However, the master's Dao money is not ordinary, it should be the Taoist master's personal consecration practice, and it is already a powerful magic weapon."

"Dao Qian?" Tang Shi looked at the unknown lines on the copper coin, and at this moment he knew that this should be the Taoist seal. The reason why Tang Shi was slow to make a move just now was to see the true ability of this money. The light inspired by the blood on the tip of Zhang Songsheng's tongue reminded Tang Shi of the white light on Luo Lian's body.

At the beginning, the white light of Luo Lian made Tang Shi feel that it was difficult to move an inch, but the light emitted by the Dao Qian in Zhang Songsheng's hand made Tang Shi feel uneasy. This is the feeling of the tyrant, and when the money appears, the tyrant instinctively wants to destroy the copper coin.

But Tang Shi didn't feel any pain in the face of the light of Dao Qian, except for uneasiness, it seemed that in terms of power, the damage of this Dao Qian to the soul was far greater than that of a zombie like Tang Shi.

So instead of destroying the money, he picked it up. But the moment he touched it, Dao Qian was like a soldering iron burning Tang Shi's palm, and he realized that he really underestimated this thing.

"Master, this money has the seal of the Taoist master, once it is destroyed, the other party will know it immediately," Zhang Xiu said as he looked at the money in fear.

"Oh? Is it? Tang Shi looked at the money in his hand, "How can this thing be destroyed?" ”

"It only takes twelve hours to soak in the blood of filth to destroy the mana on it." Zhang Xiu explained.

Tang Shi thought for a moment, then preached that the money was reloaded, got up and pushed the door out, "It's up to you next, I'll wait for your news"

"The little one understands." Zhang Xiu said respectfully.

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Nanjing, or Jinling City, as the ancient capital of several dynasties, is prosperous here, and it can be described as an outstanding person. What's more, this place is close to Maoshan Mountain, coupled with thousands of years of dragon qi nourishment, there has been no demons and monsters who dare to make trouble here for a long time, and people live and work in peace and contentment, peaceful and peaceful.

But recently, there was a big incident in Nanjing, and Nanjing City was actually haunted. Zhang Songsheng, the third young master of the Zhang Mansion, is said to be possessed by ghosts, and the whole person is even more inhuman. Everyone said that this was the debt created by Zhang Shiwen, the master of the Zhang family, in the first half of his life, and the unjust soul came to ask for the debt. Although everyone gloated, they were very afraid of this fierce ghost, for fear of setting themselves on fire.

In Zhang's mansion, Zhang Shiwen sat in the lobby, although he was over the age of gray, he was not old, and his eyes were even more scorching, so that people did not dare to look directly. Picking up the teacup in his hand, Zhang Shiwen's expression was gloomy. After so many years of business, he has offended many people, but he has never left any trouble, and his enemies have long been doomed, and he really can't think of who drove the evil spirits to harm his son.

With a long sigh, he put the teacup down again, Zhang Shiwen looked at the gossip mirror hanging in front of the door, which was hung by the master of Maoshan himself when the house was built, but now the gossip mirror is actually split in half.

"How's the third child?" Zhang Shiwen asked.

Beside him, an old man dressed as a housekeeper said with a sad face, "Master, according to your orders, in order to prevent the third young master from harming himself, the third young master has been tied up." It's just that now that the evil ghost is possessed in the body of the third young master, the third young master has not entered the water and rice for three days, and if it goes on like this, I am afraid that it will ......"

Zhang Shiwen slapped his palm on the arm of the chair angrily, "Bastard! If he doesn't eat it, won't you force him to feed him?! ”

"Master, the subordinates have tried, but the evil ghost resists desperately, and the subordinates are afraid of hurting the third young master, so there is really no way" The butler explained with a wry smile.

Zhang Shiwen showed a touch of determination when he heard this, "Let them feed them, as long as they don't hurt the lives of the third child, all means can be used."

"I understand, master, I'll go and tell them" After speaking, the housekeeper was about to leave, but Zhang Shiwen said, "Don't worry, is there any news from Maoshan?" Why haven't you seen anyone yet? ”

"Yes, the time should be up at this time, isn't there something going on the road?" The butler also said with some surprise.

At this moment, a subordinate hurriedly ran in from outside the door, saw Zhang Shiwen's gloomy face, and said a little timidly, "Master, come, come, the Taoist is here"

Zhang Shiwen got up from the chair when he heard this, and walked to the door in three steps and two steps, "Why don't you hurry up and invite the Taoist chief in."

"Yes, yes" The subordinate hurriedly responded, turned around and ran out, and after a while, a young man in a Taoist robe followed the subordinate and slowly walked in. This person's face is like jade, his eyes are like the morning star, the dragon walks like a tiger, like a breeze blowing willows, and he does not step on the dust. Wrapped in a green robe, his hair is tied in a bun. A pair of navy blue thick cloth shoes with a toe and a cloth bag. Seeing Zhang Shiwen, he stepped forward and saluted without humility or arrogance, "Poor Dao Wang Zhangcong, I have seen Master Zhang"

Zhang Shiwen didn't expect the Taoist priest sent by Maoshan to be so young, and this Taoist priest gave birth to a good skin, but he didn't know how this ability was, but Zhang Shiwen, who was old and refined, naturally wouldn't reveal what he wanted in his heart, I saw him very enthusiastic and said, "Wang Daochang has worked hard all the way, hurry, please inside"

Wang Zhang smiled and followed Zhang Shiwen into the house, walked a few steps, suddenly stopped, turned around the gossip mirror hanging high in the hallway, "Master Zhang, when was this gossip mirror broken?" ”

Zhang Shiwen thought for a while, "It should be before and after the ghost possessed, this mirror has been hanging for a long time and has been fine, so the family doesn't care too much."

"I see" Wang Zhang stared at the gossip mirror thoughtfully, he could see that this mirror is extraordinary, and it is the best to protect the family and the house, but now it is damaged, if it is man-made, it is easy to say, if it is done by a powerful ghost, then this powerful ghost is probably not shallow.

It's a little tricky, Wang Zhang said secretly from his heart, no longer paying attention to the broken gossip mirror, and stepping into the lobby.