Chapter 55: The Conjuring

The scent comes from a chicken blood fan.

Being able to unconsciously stimulate people's emotions, make people become excited and aggressive, and unable to control themselves, is like beating chicken blood.

Dispensing charming medicine is the housekeeping ability of taking flowers.

But that's all there is to it.

I just didn't smell the smell, lit a cigarette, put it on the wine glass with the footprint paper, and said: "Pressing the reason, the first thing to talk about is a fairness, if you don't have the courage and guts, don't take this stubble, just fight again." You can't openly take the theory of life as a brand, and engage in some dark things that can't be seen in private. If this matter is not explained, there is no need to discuss this reason. The old ones are all local seniors in Jincheng, since they have accepted this, please show their face, and they can't be old gooyans. Mr. Peng, let's shine a light. ”

Mr. Peng said with a straight face: "Old man, I am also a figure with a head and a face in Jincheng, how old are you, and you want me to invite the immortal to come up in a word?" ”

I laughed out loud, "I can't even understand the Spring Festival, and you have a limited face." ”

When I entered the room, I didn't understand what I said.

If there is no inheritance of the Spring Festival, it is not on the right path, most of them have learned the skills of one or two skills from experts, and then they come out to deceive.

This kind of person is not a real warlock, and he forcibly squeezes in in order to assert his identity.

This is the same as spending money on the drinking party of the powerful.

The cocktail party invited the big guy, I went, then I was also the big guy.

Those who mix rivers and lakes, those who don't blow into some, and one point blows into ten, that's all basic exercises.

Thousand-faced Hu was born in a flower shoot and has a bad reputation, even if he sincerely wants to ask for reason, he can't invite any decent insiders, not to mention that this is just his delaying tactic.

As soon as I entered the door, I tried to come out, these guys are all parallel goods!

But the more parallel the goods, the more face you have, because the foundation is empty, it all depends on that layer of face to support it, if it is punctured, you will lose all your face.

"What a fart you have!" Mr. Peng was furious, slapped the table and shouted, "I, Peng Nianzu, have been mixed up on Jincheng Road all my life, which one disrespects me for three points, what kind of thing are you, dare to be presumptuous in front of me, believe it or not, I will recruit immortals to kill you now!" ”

"Old Peng, don't be angry, you can't do anything with such a thing that doesn't know the height of the sky."

"Mr. Peng, extinguish the fire, this kid is deliberate, he wants to make a name for himself with the face of our elders."

"This kind of stunned mind comes out every year."

"The surname is Zhou, hurry up and admit your mistake to Mr. Peng, otherwise you will be good-looking."

The elders on the side spoke one after another, some persuaded Mr. Peng not to be angry, and some asked me to apologize quickly.

The bald old man didn't squeak, and a sneer tugged at the corner of his mouth.

I smiled and said, "Mr. Peng, don't be angry, you don't want to invite immortals, then I'll invite you." ”

After speaking, he picked up the cigarette roll on the wine glass and flicked it gently.

The soot fell into the glass, and the hula caused a blue flame and a canopy of sparks.

This spark flew in the air, fluttering and scattering, turning into two points, two points into four points, blinking an eye, and the sky was full of sparks.

Bang bang bang

The light in the private room suddenly dimmed.

Only the faint blue light flickered, reflecting everyone's face with an eerie smell.

I raised the glass in front of me and spilled it on the floor.

Blue flames flowed down the ground, and the wine flowed everywhere.

"This wine is extraordinary, nine days of holy water, respect impermanence, let me divide the way, and detain the wandering spirit, the mouth law edict is urgent!"

There was a loud bang, the windows of the private room were opened, and the cold wind whistled in.

A vague figure of Bai Sensen slowly appeared in front of the window.

The yin qi in the private room is great, and the forest is bitterly cold.

The old people at the table were very frightened, especially the two sitting by the window, and one guy jumped up and hid far away, and he couldn't care about any superior temperament.

The bald old man's face was even more frighteningly white.

"Who's going to ask?"

I looked left and right, and when I saw that no one dared to speak, I couldn't help but smile and speak directly.

"Is it the fifth brother?"

"Yes!"

"How did you die?"

"Wiped his neck."

As soon as these two sentences were asked, the figure became clear.

It was the appearance of the fifth brother, with a big hole on his neck, and blood was dripping from it, dyeing the placket black and red.

It was so big that he had to hold his head with one hand to keep it from falling.

"Why do you wipe your neck?"

"The three people who invited Karnian to hold a banquet had a black heart, they didn't dare to do it, they wanted to eat back, and they started to fight together."

"What kind of feast will you hold and what kind of guests will you invite?"

"Immortal feast, please Zhou Cheng of the Three Pulse Hall."

"Do you have a grudge against Zhou Cheng?"

"I don't know, the old Bodhisattva commanded."

"Which old bodhisattva is it?"

"Thousand-faced beard, Hu Lao Bodhisattva."

"You're not the golden boy of the dragon girl in front of the car, how can you find an outsider to do this?"

"Sun Tongye lost his wind and hung his face, Ma Longgu took Zhou Cheng's face, and the old Bodhisattva ordered me to take the lead, not an outsider."

"How do you invite Zhou Cheng to a banquet?"

"Picking melons raw has to be famous."

One question and one answer, clear and clear.

The bald old man couldn't help it, jumped up and scolded: "Old five, you are a dog, you are, you are a horse next door......"

Before he finished scolding, the fifth brother, who had been honestly replying to me, suddenly became distorted and hideous, and pounced on the bald old man with his teeth and claws, "Old Bodhisattva, you hurt me, give me back my life!" ”

The bald old man was so frightened that he burrowed under the table.

The fifth brother, who had no goal, turned his head and pounced on the others.

The old men screamed in fright on the spot and fled in all directions.

The fifth brother turned his head again and pounced on me again.

I put the wine glass in my hand upside down on the footprint paper on the table, gently patted the edge of the table, the table shook, all the wine glasses were poured on the table, and the wine with fire flowed in all directions, and it was extinguished instantly.

In an instant, the figure of the fifth brother disappeared, the yin wind stopped, and the light in the private room recovered.

The old men trembled and turned their heads to look around, each with worse faces than the other, especially the aunt Ma who was proficient in singing gods and exorcism, was even more white and blue-lipped, and couldn't stand steadily, holding on to the wall with one hand, and stuffing it into his mouth with a quick-acting heart-saving pill with the other.

"How many people, is there anything else you want to ask? I can bring him back again. ”

"No, no!"

"It's clear, there's no need."

"Lao Hu, you are not doing this authentically."

"The surname is Hu, aren't you pretending to be us?"

Several people refused to summon my soul again in a panic, and glared at the bald old man and complained.

The bald old man's lips trembled a few times, he knelt down with a plop, and kowtowed to me again and again, "Mr. Zhou, it's my lard that blinds my heart, and I don't do things properly, you have a lot of adults, spare me this time, I can give you whatever compensation you want, money, goods, and ways for you, please let me go." ”

I sneered, "What do you say? ”

Several people glanced at each other, and Mr. Jiao, who was measuring words face-to-face, said tentatively: "Mr. Zhou, this thing surnamed Hu is not authentic, let him spread the post to promote his reputation, apologize, and get out of Jincheng after the incident, how about it?" ”

I squinted at them, "A few of them were invited by his surname Hu, shouldn't they be with him, this is not a problem, so I will protect them first." I am pressed to reason, is it possible that my surname Zhou's life is only a tribute to his surname Hu? "