Ichishindo is divided into front and back yards.

Receiving guests is in the front yard, and the back yard is the place where Wu Chang has practices and residences, although he has a wife, his wife lives in other parts of Da'an Village, and he will only go to the real Wu family once in ten days and a half months.

He had no sons.

In the future, he will select one person from several apprentices to inherit his surname, and that person can only be surnamed Wu, otherwise he cannot be recognized by the crow, and the so-called spell is just a passing cloud, unable to cast, and there is a backlash.

will die a terrible death!

At the beginning, Wu Changyou also became Wu Changyou in this way.

Previous last name?

It's been so long that he's forgotten.

Even if he took a big business, Wu Changyou still didn't go to the front yard, but asked the apprentice to bring the guests to the back yard, which was his home field and the place where the ritual was held, and there was a small talisman array inside, and the center switch of the formation was at the bottom of the sandalwood chair sitting under him.

All he had to do was bend down and uncover the rune paper that was attached to the chair under his ass, and the whole circle would activate.

It's a small illusion circle.

A few years ago, on the black market in Xiguan, he bought it from a black-robed mage of Changningguan.

For this reason, Wu Chang had the pain to sell several rare ritual materials to others.

When meeting strangers, Wu Changyou is always vigilant, under normal circumstances, he will not go out of the backyard, and when he meets, he always has to sit on the sandalwood chair, so that he can feel at ease.

This time, there was no exception.

The two apprentices brought the guests in, it was a middle-aged man dressed in the appearance of a brocade merchant, a little fat, even in this cold spring season in March, his forehead was sweaty, exuding a crystal light.

"Where do the guests come from?"

Wu Chang asked matter-of-factly.

The eldest apprentice stepped forward and said.

"The guest is from Xiguan Lin's house, and he is doing water business, and the introducer is the shopkeeper Shen of Yiqitang......

"Shopkeeper Shen?"

Wu Changyou frowned.

"This one has eaten too much tea and rice, and now he has changed to millet porridge?"

Forcibly pressing down the irritable mood, Wu Chang asked coldly with the fat man surnamed Lin who was standing aside and smiling and smiling with his care.

"Guest, what's the matter?"

Lin Fatzi rubbed his hands, his expression was a little embarrassed, and he couldn't say a reason for a long time.

However, Wu Chang generally knew what he meant.

He hoped that Wu Changyou would raise a little ghost for him, a little ghost who could make him rich, although it was dangerous to raise a little ghost, but compared to the fate of being so poor that his wife was separated, it was nothing.

"Raising a little ghost?"

"Prince ghost? Ghost of Fortune? Micky ghost? ”

Wu Changyou's face was gloomy and his eyes were cold.

"Each kind of imp has different fortunes, different rituals required, different ritual materials consumed, and different prices to pay, this guest, are you ready?"

"I know."

Lin Fatzi squeezed out a smile on his face, and his eyes suddenly turned into a slit, it seems that he also knew about these things in advance and came prepared.

"I want the prince to ......"

"Prince ghost?"

Wu Changyou raised his eyebrows.

The prince ghost is the most powerful existence among these little ghosts, as long as you pay enough price, it can bring you fortune, if you do business, there will always be unexpected surprises, and at critical moments, your competitors will always have problems.

However, the creation of the prince ghost is also the most cruel.

It is to tie a boy to the altar and not eat or drink for several days, before the boy is about to die, to bring food and water, and then, in the boy's thirst for food and water, before he touches it, he falls with a sharp blade that has been cursed in the spirit world.

Arouse the soul as a sacrifice.

This is the evil law!

The Daomen are not allowed!

However, evil methods like this are mostly circulated in the mage temple of the wild mage, in order to enhance their strength or satisfy their desires, most of the wild mages are hungry and do not choose to eat, and benevolence, righteousness and morality are just bullshit, which has been left behind.

In them, the smell of people has become very weak.

"The words of the prince's ghost? Two hundred taels of silver is not enough ......."

Wu Changyou squinted and smiled, his eyes becoming indifferent.

"I know, my lord, that two hundred taels of silver are just a deposit......"

Lin Fatzi said hurriedly.

"It's not easy to find a child, you need to find a boy under the age of sixteen who is full of qi and blood, the more abundant the blood and the prince ghost is more powerful, not all children are suitable, if you look for it among the homeless, you can't raise a fierce prince ghost......"

Wu Changyou continued.

"Adult, small understand."

Lin Fatzi nodded.

"This is not bothering adults, on the way to Da'an Village, the villain's entourage picked up an injured warrior, a fourteen-year-old boy, this kid is from the county town, an unknown martial arts gym."

"That martial arts hall disappeared in the fight with other martial arts halls, he fled to Cixi with the elders of the division, met a bandit, and the group was killed, he panicked, fell into a ditch and passed out, and then, met our ......"

Fourteen-year-old boy?

Wu Chang felt irritable inexplicably, but this irritability came and went quickly, and he was left behind in a blink of an eye.

"Don't worry, my lord, I pretended to heal him, and poured that kid a big bowl of hemp to boil, and at this time, he is no longer awake."

"Why don't you let the little one bring the boy in and let the adults see if it's suitable for making sacrifices?"

A flattering smile appeared on Fat Lin's face.

"Okay!"

Wu Changyou turned his head to look at the apprentices.

"Go to the front yard and bring in the boy that the guest said you were talking about, and as for the guest's retinue, let them rest well......"

For the sake of prudence, Wu Changyou did not let Lin Fatzi's entourage enter.

After a while, his two apprentices came in carrying a stretcher, and on the stretcher lay a boy who was not stout, although he was fed hemp and fell into a coma, for the sake of safety, Lin Fatzi still asked him to tie him to the stretcher with strips of cloth.

The boy was indeed wounded, and his right arm was bandaged.

"Come closer, let me take a closer look."

The two apprentices carried the stretcher and continued to move forward, and placed it in a place one zhang away from Wu Chang, this distance was just right, too far, he couldn't see the boy's life clearly, it was too close, Wu Changyou would feel uncomfortable again.

"My lord, I wonder what this kid's life is?"

"Is it suitable for being a sacrifice for the prince's ghost?"

Lin Fatzi bent down and lowered his head, rubbing his hands and looking at Wu Changyou.

"There's no hurry!"

Wu Changyou stood up, but did not leave the range of the sandalwood chair, and then leaned forward slightly to activate his spiritual sense.

"Boom ......"

With a soft sound, the strips of cloth on the stretcher that tied the boy shattered in an instant.

Wu Changyou only felt that there was a flower in front of him, and the boy lying on the stretcher outside the door had already jumped up, and the black shadow in front of him suddenly became larger, and in his ears, there was the exclamation of all the disciples, he hurriedly took a step back and sat on the chair.

Bending down and reaching out, he was about to uncover the rune paper at the bottom of the chair.

One breath time!

He just needs a breath!

So much for!