Verse 136: The practice of raising the altar
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Qingxu Daoist was stunned for a moment, stopped what he was doing, looked at Hu San and said, "What big deal can you kid have?" It's nothing more than some robbing houses, let's talk about it when the poor road is done. Baidu search [56 Library] http://www.56s+ Passion Novels"
"Second uncle, you are much more powerful than your nephew, your nephew still needs to use a knife and a gun, if you don't get it right, you will be caught and beheaded by the government, second uncle, your old man deceived the old man Huang with a little trick 2,000 taels of snowflakes and silver ......" Hu San said with a smile and whispered, a pair of small triangular eyes narrowed into a slit.
"You bastard!" Qingxu Daoist raised his foot and kicked Hu San'er's buttocks, and scolded: "Stinky boy, you speak quietly, if you are heard, will you still be able to do business?" ”
Hu San touched his buttocks, pretended to be in pain, and begged for mercy: "My nephew knows that he is wrong...... But second uncle, you are ruthless enough, I am such a big person, you still raise your foot and kick it? ”
"You are eighty years old, and the poor road will beat you the same, so you go to the side and wait, and when the poor road is done, then pay attention to your affairs there." As he spoke, Daoist Qingxu had already tidied up his clothes, and he was about to walk towards the altar with a peachwood sword in his hand.
"Second uncle, please stay ......" Hu San took a step forward, grabbed the wrist of Qingxu Daoist, and said: "Second uncle, your old man should hurry up, my nephew's visit this time is really not an ordinary trivial matter, and his life is at stake!" ”
Qingxu Dao Chang glanced at Hu San, seeing that his expression didn't look like he was joking, so he sank his face and said in a low voice: "Poor Dao knows, let's go and wait for ...... first."
Hu San wanted to say something more, but the Qingxu Daoist had already walked to the front of the altar with a peachwood sword, and all the words he wanted to say were swallowed into his stomach, and he sighed unconsciously.
After the Qingxu Daoist walked in front of the altar with a peachwood sword, he first looked around, and his face was gloomy as if it could rain.
"Altar Practice!" Qingxu Daoist shouted, but saw that several little Taoist priests wearing blue-gray Taoist robes around all raised their swords, surrounded the altar, and kept turning in circles, Qingxu Daoist stood in the middle of the circle formed by these little Taoist priests, closed his eyes, chanted words in his mouth, and couldn't hear what he was chanting, but the speed of speech was getting faster and faster, and the voice was getting louder and louder, and in the sound of chanting, Qingxu Daoist suddenly pulled out a handful of yellow table paper from the Taoist robe and threw it into the air, and then, the peach wood sword in his hand pointed towards the sky, After many muffled sounds of "bang", I saw that the yellow table paper floating in the sky was all violently burned, instantly turned into ashes, and fell to the ground with a splash.
This sudden change startled everyone, and Huang Yuanwai's eyes suddenly widened, and he sighed with trembling lips: "Qingxu Dao Chang is really a god!" ”
The few servants who followed Huang Yuanwai also gave a thumbs up, and even said that they had found the right person, and threw themselves to the ground at the five bodies that the Qingxu Dao Chang admired for a while, and they were shocked.
"Heavenly spirits, earth spirits, evil demons and monsters plague the world, the sword kills the soul-sealing spirit, Taishang Laojun is as anxious as the law!" After all the ashes in the sky fell to the ground, the Qingxu Daoist suddenly recited the incantation loudly again, and walked towards Huang Gongzi who was lying on the stretcher with a peachwood sword in his hand, and reached out to find a yellow paper talisman from his arms, which was pierced on the tip of the sword......"