Fu Daoren never thought that the master and apprentice of the ghost family would actually find him.

"That's what happened," Mr. Peng poured himself a glass of water, looking very comfortable, "My disciple suspects that you have something to do with this harvesting and cutting matter. ”

Fu Daoren narrowed his eyes slightly, and stroked his beards: "Hehe, those who follow crooked ways still question me, and I don't know who gave you the guts?" If you don't have any evidence, if you want to say that this matter has something to do with me, I will go to the yamen to sue you. You don't know that you don't know the law for slandering others, right? ”

Mr. Peng took out a piece of paper from the embroidery bag, unfolded it and pushed it in front of Fu Daoren. The index finger of his left hand tapped on the table: "This, I don't know if it counts as evidence?" ”

Fu Daoren snorted coldly, picked up the piece of paper and looked at it - good guy! Both of them were about to pop out of their sockets.

"What do you say about this?" Huzi learned from Mr. Peng, and also picked up the teapot and poured himself a glass of water, looking very casual, "Old man, you won't have the courage to admit that this is your Longhu Mountain's thing, right?" ”

Fu Daoren folded the piece of paper and pushed it back: "Xiao'er is so daring." I have a relationship with your master's peers, and letting you sit is already a reward for you, where is your share of interfering? Then, he turned to Mr. Peng again: "This is indeed the sigil of our Longhu Mountain, but what can a mere sigil mean?" ”

"What does that mean?" Huzi didn't care about the rules with him, the first time they met, but they wanted to die or live to sneak attack and plot, and at that time, they didn't pay attention to the dignity of the old and the young, "You also said that this rune is indeed your Longhu Mountain's thing, that is, you confessed to the law?" ”

As Huzi spoke, his breath suddenly became fierce. Under the table, the middle finger of his right hand was already hooked to the base of his palm, and with a slight shake, he could hold the blade in his hand.

Fu Daoren also looked cold: "Boy, don't let you spew blood!" With just such a sigil, you want to give me a thousand cuts on my body, and you are also calculating. If you don't have anything else to do, then please. If you still want to go to the yamen to 'expose the report', please hurry up. Walk slowly, don't send. ”

Huzi has never had a good impression of dealing with Daoren, not to mention that he really suspects that he is doing trouble behind his back, and he was provoked by Fu Daoren's words, and the knife has been thrown in his hand, and he is going to wipe his neck while he is unprepared - the rivers and lakes are in the rivers and lakes, if he really does such an evil, Huzi kills him, which can be regarded as eliminating harm for the people.

But as soon as Huzi's hand was raised, he was quietly pressed down by Mr. Peng.

Mr. Peng laughed twice: "Old ghost, blame my son for not making his words clear." This sigil was not found by us from the side, but was rubbed on the furnace of the Tong family's underground refiner. ”

"Impossible!" Fu Daoren suddenly took the case, "The surname is Peng, I know that you don't look down on me, but I don't allow you to insult my master." Now it's just a matter of taking it back, if you're still like this, we'll see the truth under our hands. ”

"Naturally, I won't talk about white teeth and talk about it, this is the evidence that my son got back from his night visit to Tong's mansion." Mr. Peng didn't pay attention to Fu Daoren's threat at all, "Aren't you friends with An Zhifu?" You say a few words to him, and say that you want to go and dissolve the souls of those fetuses, and let An Zhifu take you to that place to see, and see with your own eyes whether there is any sigil of your Dragon and Tiger Mountain on the stove. ”

Fu Daoren's face was like ashes in an instant, and he sat back in his chair. After slowing down for a while, two sword-like gazes shot out of his eyes, staring at Huzi: "Let me ask you, what you said is true?" ”

Huzi didn't shy away from it, and glared back: "What do you want to quibble about now, old thief?" ”

This evidence really caught Fu Dao off guard, just like Huzi said, if this sigil really appeared on the furnace, then it could explain too much.

The Tao is one line, and it is one sect. There is not a single Taoist priest in the world who does not worship Sanqing, and no one dares to say that Taoism is not transmitted from Li Er. Ten thousand laws are in one furnace, and the avenue returns to the truth, which is an unbreakable truth, and all the Taoism in the world is one vein.

But that's a statement, and it's not a statement. There are also factions within Taoism. For example, Mr. Peng and Huzi belong to the ghost family, which is a complete small sect, with only three or four descendants in a generation, and at least only one is also there. And Fu Daoren is different, he apprenticed to Taoism Zhengyi Ancestral Courtyard Longhu Mountain, learned the righteous fairy law, and cultivated the righteous way that has been accumulated for thousands of years by famous and decent families.

And in the development and inheritance of these sects, it is natural that some people will study some new spells and new spells. No one has me, and this has become a unique secret method, which is only passed down from generation to generation in this vein.

If it is cast outside, others will know it, but even if they take a spell from a certain family and hand it over to an outsider, this outsider may not be able to use it. This is someone's secret method, and naturally there is a set of secrets for handling and using it. Just like Mr. Peng gave Fu Daoren to look at this sigil, Huzi and Mr. Peng can recognize that this is something from Longhu Mountain, even if they can draw it, they will not use it.

The furnace used for alchemy, you don't dare to scribble indiscriminately, the things on it have their own meaning, and the requirements are so strict that ordinary people can't imagine it. Even the iron pot used by the ghost house to transform evil spirits is not such an ordinary thing. And when such a secret sigil appeared on the furnace of the Tong family's fetus, it also meant that the person who gave guidance behind Master Tong must be a person from Longhu Mountain. At the very least, it was also a disciple who had secretly learned something from Longhu Mountain, or a disciple who was expelled from the door wall.

Seeing that Mr. Peng and Huzi were staring at him, Fu Daoren gritted his teeth, pointed to the tip of his nose, and said, "You two masters and apprentices, are you really suspicious of me?" ”

Huzi sneered: "Heh, it's not just our father and son who suspect you, but my uncle and brother also suspect you!" ”

Mr. Peng snorted: "Daoist Fu, you don't have to worry, at least I haven't doubted you." Speaking of which, I've been with you for a while, and although people are fickle, they don't get too bizarre. So I don't think you can do that kind of thing. What's more, according to Master Tong's own statement, he has been practicing this evil art for at least ten years, and you have only been in Changtu Mansion for two years, I don't believe that this is a buckle you made outside, and now you are here to pick fruits. It's just that all the spearheads are pointed at you, so I specially brought my son here, so that you can explain it to yourself, and relieve the hearts of the other people in our door. After all, you've been here for a long time, and we don't know what you're staying here for. ”

Don't look at Mr. Peng's words, but Fu Daoren himself understands in his heart that the one who doubts him the most is Mr. Peng. Otherwise, Huzi, a milky little hairy child who has not dried up, questioned Fu Daoren, would really Mr. Lao Depeng specially come to ask Fu Daoren to explain?

However, I can't complain that the ghost family suspects Fu Daoren, after all, he has too many suspicions. According to Mr. Peng's understanding, Fu Daoren has always been an idle cloud and wild crane, although it is said that he is apprenticed in Zhengyi Longhu Mountain, but since he learned some skills, he has been on the mountain for so many years.

Visiting the famous mountains and rivers and understanding the customs and customs is what Fu Daoist people like. According to him, what he cultivated was the method of entering the WTO, and like those who came out of the horse immortal family, the rolling red dust tempered the Dao heart.

is such a casual and casual character, and it is just a matter of living in Changtu Mansion for ten days and half a month. But since Fu Daoren came to Changtu Mansion, he actually seemed to have a plan to live here for a long time. Counting the time, it has been almost two years. Food and clothing cost money, and this Fu Taoist is not like a ghost who goes out to "see things", and has been riding on white flowers for the past two years. Maybe it's because people have money, and they don't care about small things, but what has he done in the past two years? No one else knows. Even Mr. Peng, who had gone out with him once, was in the clouds.

Mr. Peng and Huzi came to Fu Daoren's door, in fact, to ask for an explanation. Either you explain what you are doing in Changtu Mansion. Either you explain why there is a secret sigil of Dragon and Tiger Mountain on the stove of Tong Mansion.

Fu Daoren smiled bitterly. He always thought that after so many years, even if it was an evil sect, Mr. Peng should become a steady and free monk. But when I saw it today, it was still the style of the sword.

He stroked his beard again and said: "The so-called 'the same rice raises a hundred kinds of people', born of the same mother's compatriots, the temperament of the two brothers may be very different. What's more, my Longhu Mountain is an ancestral court, and I have widely accepted disciples all over the world. It's not impossible to occasionally have one or two people who have a bad mind and practice evil law—although saying so would bring shame to my court—but it's not impossible. ”

"Do you know that you're dishonoring the court?" Huzi got the opportunity to choke a few words with him, and he talked in a weird way, "After always claiming to be a decent family, in fact, he is doing some tricks behind his back...... Ah, no! You're not a fly camp dog anymore, but a madman! ”

"You fart!" Fu Daoren's voice was not high, but it was very cold, "Not to mention that this matter has nothing to do with me, even if any of them really fall to this point, it will not be your turn to reprimand me." ”

Huzi was about to have a seizure, but Mr. Peng held down his shoulder. Mr. Peng smiled and said to the Taoist: "Huzi is not a demon, but my son." Where did you just go? Go on. ”

Fu Daoren narrowed his eyes again, and squeezed out a voice from between his teeth: "Since you have suspected me, you will definitely not be able to escape this prejudice for a while." What I say and do must be wrong in your eyes. But my words are here, and this matter has nothing to do with me. If there is, then I have a responsibility to clean up the portal for my Longhu Mountain. You told me about this, I can't sit idly by, you don't have to worry about it, I will catch this self-depraved demon and kill him, in order to thank me for the ancestor of Longhu Mountain. ”

Mr. Peng smiled slightly and nodded: "In this way, I am relieved." Since Daoist Fu is willing to eliminate the Demon Guardian Dao, then what else do I have to worry about? That's all that is to say, you are responsible for finding out the person who gave the Demon Harvesting Method. It's just that we investigated this matter at the beginning, so please say hello to us after you have dealt with the internal affairs of the door, so that the stone in our hearts can fall to the ground. ”

Fu Daoren stood up and stretched out his hand to lead out: "Since it's all said, then please." ”

Mr. Peng pulled Huzi to stand up: "Okay, farewell." Huzi was not happy: "Dad, you are so ......"

Mr. Peng patted Huzi on the shoulder and waved his hand at him again. Huzi turned his head in anger and stopped looking at Mr. Peng. Mr. Peng had to smile bitterly and pulled Huzi out of the door. Fu Daoren stood there and arched his hand: "I will not send it far." ”

"Dad, what are you doing here?" On the way back, Huzi finally couldn't bear it anymore and burst out of his resentment, "Even if he didn't do it, it can't be separated from him." How many disciples can come down from Longhu Mountain in the entire Northeast? At least in Changtu, we know it, but he's the only one. How can you believe that old scoop is full of hulele? ”

Mr. Peng smiled and said, "Huzi, we know only him, and there may be others we don't know." What's more...... I don't dare to say anything else, but I really trust him in this matter. ”

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