The old man's expression looked very sincere, but the fat man and I were not three-year-olds, and it was impossible to easily trust him just because he said a few words. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Seeing the suspicious expressions on my and the fat man's faces, the old man didn't say much, but slowly stepped down from the chair, stretched out his hand and pointed to the closed door of the suite, and said in a dumb voice, "You come with me." ”

With that, the old man walked slowly towards the door of the suite, followed by the fat man and I, both curious and secretly wary, for fear that this would be another trap.

The old man walked to the door of the suite, and did not push the door with his hands, but took out a magic bell from a yellow blanket hanging on the side, and then bit the index finger of his right hand, rattled the bell with his left hand, and quickly drew a palm-sized gossip figure on the door with his right index finger.

A few seconds later, the blood gossip figure quickly began to rotate, and emitted a dazzling white light, and then, with only a "click", the door opened, and a cold aura rushed into the face in an instant.

I shivered with the fat man, and the old man felt it, looked back at the two of us, and smiled weirdly: "Why, it's a little cold, isn't it?" ”

"Hehe, it's okay, you're a ghost servant, what's the matter, what's the treasure hidden behind the door, it can cost you so much trouble, it seems that raising a ghost is quite expensive for a warlock's blood, and it's easy to be eaten by ghosts, it's enough to hang, this." The fat man pretended to look at the old man calmly, and muttered about it.

Seeing that the fat man had broken the secret behind the door, the old man once again showed a look of surprise, and his eyes were cold, but he didn't say anything, and entered the room without saying a word.

To tell the truth, as soon as I saw this old man, he showed a hand of ghost guard stunt skills, don't look at the fat man's mouth as if he was commonplace and dismissive, in fact, the degree of surprise in the hearts of the two of us was no less than the shock caused by the fat man just now who broke the secret of the ghost door.

Because according to Uncle Li, this ghost guard is a secret skill of Nanmao, and the process of cultivation is extremely cruel, just like panning for gold in the sand, in the process of cultivation, a large number of ghosts and spirits must be eliminated and destroyed, so as to finally screen out a very small number of ghosts that can achieve heart-to-heart communication with warlocks, and can be driven by them.

It seems that this unremarkable old man should be a warlock of the Maoshan faction, and it must have taken a lot of effort for this Wang Qiang to invite such a master, so it can be inferred that the trouble that Wang Qiang himself encountered seems to be not small, and it is already impossible to solve it with money or force, so he will not hesitate to move out of this old man as his last straw.

While we were thinking about it, the fat man and I had followed the old man into the room.

This suite is about 30 square meters in size, and the strange thing is that there are no beds or bunks in it, not to mention the emptiness, and the temperature is strangely low, to the point that the water drips into ice.

In the northwest corner of the room, the entire wall has been converted into a table, which is filled with statues of various gods, as well as incense burners, candles, fruit offerings, yellow paper, and other ritual objects.

There was no light in the room, and the lighting was all thanks to the six candles on the table, the candles flickering, and the dark shadows on the wall, making the whole room look ghostly, cold and terrifying.

On the yellow cushion on the ground, a man in his thirties looked haggard and his eyes were distracted, although the temperature in the room was cold, the man was shirtless, his face was still sweating, it seemed to be hot and sweaty, and what was even more strange was that above the man's head, there were five ancient blue umbrellas with oil-paper surfaces.

"See, he is Wang Qiang, he is now too busy to take care of himself, will he still have the energy to harm others?" The old man pointed to Wang Qiang, who was sitting on the ground, and said with a gloomy expression.

The fat man and I looked at the withered man, who was only a breath of heat more than the dead, and could not connect it with the majestic social big brother who always looked at people with his eyes horizontal.

The fat man glanced at it a few times, scratched his head, and said, "What's the matter, the big brother of the underworld is a cat pretending to be a big brother in the dark room, what's the matter, this is ...... Holy shit, what the hell is JB. ”

The fat man and I were looking at Wang Qiang and sighed, unconsciously, the body was very close to Wang Qiang, and at this moment, I saw five white shadows like snakes suddenly flew out of Wang Qiang's body, surrounded him and twisted up and down, and kept hissing.

"The one who came is a friend, you don't have to panic, go down and rest for a while." The old man was not surprised to see the five white shadows, but said slowly.

Before the old man could finish speaking, the five white shadows shot upwards as if they were human, and each of them got into an open cyan umbrella, which immediately closed and landed steadily on the offering table.

The candles on the offering table burst out in an instant, like blooming fireworks.

"These five white shadows are ghost servants, and they were the ones who attacked my senior brother just now." I looked at the old man and asked, a little surprised.

The old man nodded: "Ghost servants are generally secret, let you see it today, just to show my sincerity, I think, by now, you shouldn't suspect that Han Jinsong is our ghost." ”

The fat man and I involuntarily nodded along with each other, and then asked the old man together, "What's the matter with this Wang Qiang." ”

The old man looked gloomy and sighed: "Let's tell you the truth, Wang Qiang is my nephew, this kid has always been out of the way, I don't like to deal with him, but I just ask about him, a few days ago, I received a call from my old sister, saying that this evil obstacle had an accident, I just rushed back from the medical witch Lu Mountain, when I saw him, it was already like this, I took the pulse, he should have been poisoned by someone under the knife gold worm, and his body would be as hot as fire, if it wasn't for me to protect his internal organs with the yin qi of the ghost servant, I'm afraid it's already been burned and ashes already in the world, alas. ”

Seeing Wang Qiang's half-dead and unlucky virtue, to be honest, the fat man and I were even more discouraged, originally the two of us always thought that as long as Wang Qiang, even if it was a fight, forcing Wang Qiang to hand over the antidote to the Gu poison, or through Wang Qiang to find the wizard behind the scenes, he could get rid of the Gu poison on Han Jinsong's body, and it could be regarded as a reasonable explanation for Ziye.

But now, this Wang Qiang has become a victim of Gu poison, our brothers don't care about his life or death, and we don't have a dime to do with us, but the question is like this, the clue is broken again, the vast sea of people, how can we find the mastermind behind the Gu, I'll go.

The fat man and I were stunned for a while, and I couldn't think of any good ideas for a while, but I sneezed a few times in a row, and all my snot and tears came down.

The old man knew that the fat man and I were cold, and waved his hand to signal the two of us to go outside to warm up.

The fat man and I nodded gratefully, looked at Wang Qiang who was still alive, sighed, and left the cold and biting room, the old man was the last to come out, when the old man just stepped out of the door, there was a strange laugh behind him, and the door was slammed shut.

"Don't be afraid, it's the voice of the ghost, don't worry." The old man saw me and the fat man nervously looking back to see where the laughter was coming from, and motioned for us not to be nervous.

The fat man and I breathed a sigh of relief, and I looked at the old man: "Senior, you are well-informed, according to your opinion, where should this Gu poison come from." ”

The old man picked up a box of cigarettes without any marks from the table, took out two cigarettes and threw them to me and the fat man, and then took out one himself, broke off the filter, put the cigarette in his mouth, lit it, and took a puff before he said slowly: "When it comes to Gu poison, most people will first think of Miao Jiang, or even Thailand, as if only these places have Gu masters, this is actually a misunderstanding caused by short-sightedness......

The fat man and I blushed, didn't we both think so at first, I'll wipe it.

The old man didn't notice the difference between me and the fat man, and still said to himself: "Actually, the technique of Gu poison has existed since ancient times, and there is no mystery at all, and this Gu poison can be learned without a long time of cultivation, and some ill-intentioned people have set their sights on the art of Gu poison, which is used to harm people and take their lives, and deceive people for money, as far as I know, in the Northeast region, there were already cults in the late Qing Dynasty that used Gu poison techniques to control the sect members, and selected disciples with improper intentions to teach, so as to harm people again, so, don't see the infinite scenery of Ma Xian in the Northeast Spirit Alien World, That's just the surface, in fact, there are also endless sorcerers who secretly practice the art of Gu poison, and they are repeatedly banned......"

Maoshan Taoism originated in the south, since the Song Dynasty, has been trying to develop in the north, trying to unify the world of the spirit world, but, several times failed to shake the dominance of Ma Xian in the northeast region, and returned with a feather, therefore, the spirit world is bounded by the Yangtze River, and the name of the south Mao and the north horse appeared.

However, although the Maoshan faction is dominant in the south and has always had a strong development momentum, it has always been angry about failing to overshadow the Ma Xian in the north, so as long as the Maoshan disciples have the opportunity, they will definitely belittle the Ma Xian.

It is precisely for such historical reasons that as soon as the old man finished saying a few words, the fat man and I confirmed the guess that he must be a Maoshan warlock.

However, in the current situation, the fat man and I don't care who is Maoshan or Mauritius, the key is who the thief of this Gu is, and how to grab Ya's tail.

"As far as I know, the sorcerers who have fallen under Gu in this northeast region generally like to find places where yin qi is heavy, poisonous snakes, centipedes and other poisonous insects are found to cast spells." The old man looked at me and the fat man for a while, and said.

The fat man and I listened to the old man's words, our eyelids jumped, our hearts moved, and we vaguely thought of something.

"The strong dragon does not suppress the head snake, I am a disciple of Maoshan, in the sphere of influence of Yakesh, who is out of the horse fairy, it is inconvenient to act, so I can only stay here, and use the ghost to barely save my nephew's life, I hope you can make some moves to find out the person who is under the Gu, this is to help us, but also to help yourself, after the deed, I am willing to use the ghost as a reward." The old man looked at me and the fat man with burning eyes, and said in an accentuated tone.

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