In the sympathy of his heart, Mo Chuan only knew that the sacrificial furnace could intercept the ownerless incense!

However, in the actual experience, Mo Chuan found that the functions of the sacrificial Dao furnace were much more than that.

In other words, from the function of intercepting the ownerless incense, various wonderful uses can be derived.

For example, when using incense as a mirror, you can probe the subtleties around the incense.

At this time, since he couldn't see the wife of the main house of the Zhang Mansion, why not take a closer look at it through the mirror of incense?

I don't know if it's Mo Chuan's skin with a good aura;

It was still Zhang Yuanwai's emergency illness and rush to the doctor.

In short, in the face of Mo Chuan's request, Zhang Yuanwai agreed.

Recently, in order to exorcise evil spirits, Zhangfu has prepared all kinds of magic materials, and even specially raised a few donkeys and a few black dogs, waiting to take hooves and draw blood at any time.

The three incense sticks are naturally no longer a problem.

Soon, the servant brought incense.

Zhang Yuanwai trembled and knelt in front of the door, praying to Mingchen Dao Patriarch with incense.

At this scene, the two shamans next to him looked at each other.

'It's done! ’

Mo Chuan felt the faint incense coming from the sacrificial furnace, and in addition to being surprised, he was also a little surprised.

He had seen a personal incense.

For example, Li Guanqi's wife, although the incense is weak, it is extremely tenacious, far more than Zhang Yuanwai by a hundred times and a thousand times.

It seems that the sacrificial furnace intercepts the ownerless incense is also a good thing! ’

'No, to be precise, only pure incense wish power can activate the Sacrifice Dao Furnace interception threshold! ’

Mo Chuan's thoughts flashed, and his eyes immediately fell into the incense, using it as a mirror to gain insight into the person who made the incense and the surrounding environment.

When his gaze fell on the lady of the main room, his expression became strange.

He actually saw a nine-inch-long bald monk at the door of the main house, who was waiting for the lady's welcome.

"!"

A sentence of national quintessence couldn't help but blurt out.

"The Taoist ......"

Zhang Yuanwai looked at him blankly, unaware that thousands of horses were galloping on his head, and the grassland was green.

"Ahem, the poor road has discovered the evil!" Mo Chuan said with some sympathy.

"Really, really?" Zhang Yuanwai was overjoyed.

Mo Chuan raised his feet and stepped into the room, and shouted: "Wu Na bald donkey, come out for me!" If you don't show up, don't blame Dao Ye for me to lead the golden crow fire and boil you into mud! ”

As he spoke, Mo Chuan raised his right hand, and a ray of sunshine emerged from his palm.

Mrs. Zhengfang's body trembled, her skirt bulged, and a wet little monk came out, and bowed to the ground.

"Dao Ye spare his life! Dao Ye spares his life! ”

Its body is a drop of lamp oil, and it is most afraid of the qi of the yang, and when I saw Mo Chuan, the sun was naturally like a mouse seeing a cat, and I was terrified.

"Pickle stuff, jump in on your own!"

Mo Chuan pointed to the teapot next to him.

The monk was full of horror, knowing that he was powerless to resist, and hurriedly jumped into the teapot.

Seeing this, Mo Chuan picked up the lid of the pot with a disgusted face.

If he hadn't had some doubts to verify, he would have slashed this filthy thing with a sword.

"Michijo, this—this is ......"

Zhang Yuanwai, who was standing at the door, was already dumbfounded.

It wasn't until the villain got into the teapot that he dared to ask out loud.

"Don't panic, it's just a little Taoist spirit, and now it has been subjugated by the poor way, and Mrs. only needs to recuperate."

Mo Chuan said sympathetically.

"That's good! That's good! ”

Zhang Yuanwai was overjoyed, and when he looked at his wife again, he was no longer out of breath, and even fell asleep peacefully.

"The disaster has been solved, and the poor road will leave!"

Mo Chuan arched his hand, raised his feet and left.

"Wait!"

Zhang Yuanwai hurriedly shouted:

"The Taoist chief solves problems for Zhang, how can he leave without drinking a sip of tea? This spread out, and the world still said that Zhang didn't understand the rules! Dao Chief, it's better to stay and eat, and Zhang is good to bring his family to thank him. ”

Hearing this, Mo Chuan replied meaningfully:

"The sun is falling, the poor road will stay in Juxian Building for a night, if Zhang Yuanwai has a heart, send someone to pay the poor road room fee."

After saying that, he strode away.

When Zhang Yuanwai heard this, his old face suddenly panicked!

If he really cares about his reputation, isn't it a hundred times better to give money and silver than to stay in food?

The so-called keeping people to eat is just worried that Mo Chuan is a way to treat the symptoms but not the root cause, and I just want to observe and observe.

……

Let's say that after Mo Chuan left, he went straight to Juxian Building and opened an upper room.

After checking left and right to make sure that the partition wall had no ears, he put the teapot on the table and said, "Come out!" ”

The teapot shook, and the nine-inch-long little monk came out, landed on the table, and said, "The little monk has seen the Taoist." ”

Mo Chuan said: "Tell me where you come from!" ”

The little monk hurriedly said, "Yes, Dao Ye." The little monk was born to raise a rush grass, I don't know when someone picked it to make a candle, when the fire burned all over the body, the little monk was anxious to save his life, squeezed into a drop of oil and jumped out, and it became like this. ”

Mo Chuan asked: "It turned out that the grass and trees became fine!" Why, then, do that filthy thing? ”

The little monk said: "Dao Ye Mingjian, this is the water jade flowing beads, the yin and yang furnaces, and the method of double cultivation." ”

Mo Chuan seemed to smile: "You are not small, dare to talk about the poor?" ”

The little monk knocked his head and kowtowed: "The little monk doesn't dare, the little monk doesn't dare!" ”

Mo Chuan sneered: "One bottle is not satisfied, and half a bottle is swaying!" You are a demon, Mrs. Zhang Yuanwai is a human, this is the method of double cultivation? This is clearly picking yin and supplementing yang! Say, where did you hear about the Yin and Yang furnaces? ”

The little monk said: "In Zhang Yuanwai's study." ”

Mo Chuan Daqi: "Zhang Yuanwai? ”

"Master Dao, the little monk will never dare to lie and deceive! There are eight out of forty, but he begged for seven mothers-in-law, and his strength declined, so he was very obsessed with the method of double cultivation, and he collected a lot in the study, and the little monk also read those books to learn this practice method. ”

"Really? When the demi-immortal god subdues demons and destroys demons, not only do you not avoid it, but you become more and more unbridled, can the room technique studied by mortals have such an effect? ”

As he spoke, Mo Chuan's eyes lit up, and the sun was endless.

"Dao Ye Mingjian, that, that's indeed the room in the room recorded in the study! It's just that the little monk turned over a Taoist technique in the mezzanine of a book, called Dengjiao! ”

"Oh? Recite it to me, don't play tricks, if I let the Taoist I find out, I will immediately cook you as lamp oil! ”

"Yes! Dao Ye! ”

The little monk was frightened and hurriedly recited the technique.

After Mo Chuan heard this, his heart was shocked.

【Copy】

——The righteousness of rising, the foundation of reproduction.

That is, it amplifies a certain characteristic of the transaction.

For example, it can make the flame burn and the water flow more and more turbulent.

No, this little monk is actually used in the fire of women's desire, no wonder Mrs. Zhang Yuanwai has a pleasure that borders on pain.

"Is there still a piece of paper to record this Dao technique?"

Mo Chuan asked quietly.

"Yes, Dao Ye, the little monk will go and fetch it for Dao Ye!"

"Let's talk about the location, I'll pick it up myself!"

"Yes, Daoye."

The little monk didn't dare to hide it in the slightest, and explained the location in 1510.

After hearing this, Mo Chuan pouted at the teapot: "Go back!" ”

"Yes, Daoye."

The little monk felt sad in his heart, but he didn't dare to show it, so he could only respectfully turn around and get into the teapot.

Seeing this, Mo Chuan immediately threw the teapot into the sacrificial furnace again.

- He has already experimented with it, and the sacrificial furnace can hold living creatures, and it is naturally no obstacle for the monk to hold the lamp grass.

With that done, he got up and went out.

Not long after, in a hidden alley, I found an old beggar, spent half a penny, sent him to make a trip, and took a piece of green paper as thin as a cicada's wings under a deserted land temple.

"Sure enough, word for word!"

"This pickled thing shouldn't have the ability to cheat, if it really had such a delicate mind, it wouldn't do that filthy thing in broad daylight!"

"But ......"

Mo Chuan's thoughts turned, and a new idea appeared in his heart.