Lao Zhang's house is in a bungalow area behind the market, and Lao Zhang quickly took the lead in front of him to walk towards his home, wiping his sweat from time to time. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The blood from the wound on Yan Ming's hand was absorbed by the jet-black brush, and the body of the pen shimmered.

Lao Zhang's original name was Zhang Zhengguo, and he said that his ancestor was a famous inverted fighting expert, which can be described as a brilliant moment, but he was cursed in an inverted fight, and told future generations not to be involved in this industry.

Yan Ming didn't know whether Lao Zhang's words were true or false, but Lao Zhang often collected objects at the lowest price and resold them to make a lot of money.

Lao Zhang took Yan Ming into an alley, and quickly knocked on the wooden door in front of a rusty wooden door, "Xiufang, open the door, Xiufang"

"Yan Ming, wait a minute" Lao Zhang looked at Yan Ming behind him, he knew that Yan Ming was not as simple as it appeared at all, and would only fool people.

The wooden door opened from the inside, and the middle-aged woman with black hair still had the charm of reaching out to take Lao Zhang's bag, "Jeongguk, I'm back so early today, you're sweating so much, I'm going to cook for you"

Lao Zhang saw his daughter-in-law taking her bag, so she stopped and pointed at Yan Ming, "Xiufang is fine, you go cook first, there are guests today, I'll just come by myself"

"Hello, come in, you and Jeongkook go to the house to sit first, and I'll make you tea" Xiufang invited Yan Ming into the courtyard.

Yan Ming didn't see that Lao Zhang's family actually had a good wife and mother-type daughter-in-law, Lao Zhang was simply a toad eating swan meat, and the ancestor was inverted to damage Yin morality, so he actually asked him to take his daughter-in-law, "Sister-in-law, you're welcome, my name is Yan Ming"

While speaking, Yan Ming had already entered the house, the room was very clean, and there were a lot of cultural ornaments decorated "Yan Ming, what do you need, you just say, you must save me, I still have a daughter to raise, she has just been admitted to college"

Seeing Lao Zhang's constant crying, he put the brush in his hand on the table, and looked at Lao Zhang's pale face and sweat on his forehead: "Lao Zhang, you are now looking for your family to use porcelain bowls for more than three years, glutinous rice, cinnabar, a five-year-old rooster, ten-inch-long incense candles, yellow paper, and buy fruits back."

"Yan Ming, I know the first few things, but what is this fruit for" Lao Zhang didn't understand why Yan Ming asked him to buy fruit.

"I'll eat the fruit" Yan Ming told Lao Zhang bluntly, not that Lao Zhang was an outsider at all.

Xiufang came in from outside with a tea tray at this time, "What are you talking about, Jeongguk, are you sick, why are you sweating so much?"

"Xiufang, I'm fine, you cook first, I'll talk to Yan Ming about something" Lao Zhang instructed Xiufang, Xiufang didn't ask and turned around and went out.

"Lao Zhang, go and prepare, I won't eat at your house, you'd better go with your sister-in-law, it's not easy to find a rooster for five years" Yan Ming picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea.

"Okay, you go and sit down by yourself first, I'll go with Xiufang" said Lao Zhang put his bag on the table, and Yan Ming was the only one left in the room.

Yan Ming picked up the brush on the table and kept flipping it.

In a large hall, there are four big characters of justice and honesty hanging in the hall, which seems to be the ancient yamen, wearing a high hat, wearing a red robe, beard, nose like a cow's hole, a word of thick eyebrows, snoring Shocking The middle-aged man behind the desk is sleeping with his head up, a sneeze resounded throughout the hall, rubbing his garlic-like nose, "Come on, come on" The voice is like a cow's roar.

"Your Excellency, you're awake," a horse-faced man ran into the hall.

"Horse face, there can be a ghost to avenge today" The big man sat on the chair behind the desk and asked the horse-faced big man in the hall.

"Lord Hui, there are no ghosts of justice today," the horse-faced man hurriedly replied.

"Alright, let's go down" The big man waved his hand in the chair and walked the horse-faced big man away.

Cui Yu is the number one person in the well-known Yin Cao Difu, in charge of the investigation of the palace, rewarding the good and punishing the evil, managing the life and death of people, the crown of ancient and modern, holding the book of life and death in his left hand, and holding the soul pen in his right hand.

Cui Yuyang called him Judge Cui, and when he got to the underworld, he could avenge Cui Yu if he had grievances, and there were fewer and fewer ghosts in the past hundred years, which was a big headache for this judge. At this time, the left hand was covered with a thick account book, and the hand opened the account book, which recorded the person's birthday, and Yang Shou, and when the right hand was extended, nothing appeared, and there was still no time again.

At the same time, the brush in Yan Ming's hand trembled, which attracted Yan Ming's attention, "What's the matter, why does the brush tremble by itself?"

Cui Yu slapped his chest with his right hand and groped, "It's broken, the judge's pen is lost, and I can't get it back at all, it looks like I have to go up tonight."

Just when Yan Ming was puzzled, Lao Zhang and Xiufang came back from outside, Xiufang's eyes were red and swollen, and it was obvious that he had cried, obviously Lao Zhang told Xiufang about the blood jade, holding a plump feather in his arms, and the cockscomb stood upright, "Yan Ming, you must be on my family's Zhengguo"

Seeing Xiufang keep shedding tears, "Sister-in-law, don't worry, Lao Zhang is fine, everything is ready."

"Yan Ming is ready, do you see if it..."

Before Lao Zhang finished speaking, he was interrupted by Yan Ming, "Lao Zhang go to the West Wing, it's noon, and the West Wing is full of yang."

Under Yan Ming's command, a table was placed in the center of the room with the necessary things, and the curtains were drawn. Only Yan Ming and Lao Zhang were in the room.

"Lao Zhang, don't move anything that happens to you in a while, remember" Yan Ming stood in front of the incense case and warned Lao Zhang.

"I know," Lao Zhang responded.

"Heaven and earth two instruments, two instruments are infinite, today's disciples open the altar, I invite the ancestor gods" Yan Mingnian closed the room and turned dark, only the candles on the incense table jumped.

Lao Zhang Khan had already wet his shirt and kept spinning his legs.

Yan Ming pinched his fingers and picked up the three pillars of incense and lit it on the candle, inserted it in a bowl full of glutinous rice, picked up the bowl and threw it to Lao Zhang, the three pillars of incense did not move at all, "catch it, raise it with both hands"

Lao Zhang watched the bowl fly towards him, and hurriedly reached out to catch it.

Yan Ming quickly took the rooster on the ground in his hand, found the blood vessels of the rooster and used a knife to cut the chicken blood gushing out, the bowl received enough chicken blood, Yan Ming's fingers wiped on the rooster's neck, the chicken blood stopped, put the rooster on the ground, put the chicken blood in the cinnabar and stirred it with the brush he picked up today.

Yan Ming held his breath and condensed and formed a handprint, "Heaven and earth are clear, today the talisman drives away its evil, and will follow the order, come quickly" Yan Ming's handprint pointed to the chicken blood in the bowl, and a golden light did not enter. Holding a pen in his right hand, he quickly drew a soul suppression talisman, threw the charm with his hand, flew directly over Lao Zhang's head, turned around, and stuck it on Lao Zhang's back.

Continuing to draw a charm, he threw it on Lao Zhang's bowl, and Yan Ming saw that the black qi in Lao Zhang's seal hall was being sucked away by the charm.

Lao Zhang watched the glutinous rice in the bowl gradually turn black and white, his hands kept shaking, and the cold air on his back was rising.

Seeing that the black gas in Lao Zhang's Yintang had been absorbed, he picked up the empty bowl on the table, ran to Lao Zhang's side and pulled out the three pillars of incense in the bowl, buckled it with the empty bowl, took the bowl in Lao Zhang's hand with his left hand, put his right hand on Lao Zhang's back, and removed the soul suppression talisman on his back.

"Lao Zhang, okay, you can find a place to bury this pit in a while" As soon as Yan Ming's words fell, Lao Zhang sat on the ground.