And Fang Wei, who returned home, didn't have the slightest intention of letting Ye Nan rest, and pulled Ye Nan, who was lying on the sofa and refused to move, and went straight to the activity room on the second floor.

Ye Nan looked at some of the exercise equipment scattered on the ground, and didn't know which one Fang Wei wanted him to practice. But to his surprise, Fang Wei just asked him to do push-ups and sit-ups.

When Ye Nan heard such a simple thing, he smiled and said secretly, "Nothing else, but these two items, we can exercise a lot at school." "Huhu" lay on the ground, did the same twenty, gasped lightly and smiled proudly: "Now I can go and rest." ”

Hearing this, Fang Wei smiled evilly, seeing that Ye Nan felt a little bad. Sure enough, Fang Wei smiled and nodded, and replied, "Well, it's not bad, continue to complete another three hundred of each and you can rest." Before he finished speaking, he only heard Ye Nan scream, and he fell to the ground, motionless.

In this way, under Fang Wei's Yinwei, Ye Nan finally stood motionless on the ground like a dead dog after doing three hundred push-ups and three hundred sit-ups in several times.

After resting for half a day, he struggled to crawl back to the room, took a simple shower, and collapsed on the bed without moving.

By the middle of the night, Ye Nan and Fang Wei had already fallen asleep, Ye Nan was routinely dreaming in his mind, and the master in the dream was explaining in detail the application of several medium-grade charms such as water spirit runes, and the little Taoist boy interjected from time to time to ask a few words, and the two masters and apprentices asked and answered, and analyzed several charms very thoroughly, all of which were deeply imprinted in Ye Nan's mind.

And not far downstairs, Lao Dao and his three subordinates were sneaking cats in a corner looking into the villa. Lao Dao stretched out his head to look, it was dark everywhere, and the security guards had just patrolled the past, and it would take at least an hour before he could come over again, he asked uneasily: "Are you sure that kid is in the villa?"

The two subordinates next to him nodded fiercely: "That kid didn't come out when he entered the house, we stared at it, absolutely yes!"

Lao Dao nodded excitedly: "That's good, when Poor Dao gets things done, there will be a lot of rewards!"

The three people next to him were also excited when they heard the heavy rewards, although it was hard to follow this old way, but the old way was much more generous than Mr. Yang, since he said that it was a heavy reward, it would not be a small number.

Several people have begun to fantasize about how to spend the money, but they didn't expect that the money hasn't arrived yet, but they are not worried at all, this old man's ability is big, maybe after a little while, they can go back to the hotel to sleep.

Lao Dao cautiously took out a peachwood villain from his pocket, and Ye Nan's two hairs were tied on the villain's head. Lao Dao looked at the villain and smiled proudly, took out a yellow talisman, and pasted it on the villain.

Everything was ready, the old Taoist instructed the three of them to control the wind around, and then sat down cross-legged, put the little wooden man on his lap, bit his finger and dripped two drops of blood, and then the right hand ate two fingers and pointed like a sword, slightly closed his eyes, chanted words in his mouth, concentrated his energy, and drew an unknown spell towards the little wooden man, after painting for a while, his eyes flashed fiercely, his left hand held his right wrist, pointed at the little wooden man, and shouted in a low voice: "Scattered soul shift, e!"

As soon as the words fell, the little wooden man trembled. At the same time, Ye Nan, who was sleeping in the villa, felt a sudden sharp pain like a pinprick in his head, and with a "yah", he woke up from the dream, inexplicably holding his head and rolling on the bed.

Lao Dao saw that the little wooden man moved twice, knowing that the other party was in the villa, he was very settled, and he was proud: "I fell into Lao Dao's soul nail technique, unless you are a master of Jindan, otherwise after seven times, hehe..."

Gathered his mind, condensed and silently recited two sentences, then pointed at the little wooden man, and shouted in a deep voice again: "The soul is scattered, and the soul is moving!"

Ye Nan had a headache on the bed, and felt that his mind was floating, as if he was going to get out and leave, his heart flashed, he felt that it was not good, he beat his spirit, sat cross-legged, and gathered his breath. only to find that his divine consciousness was in chaos, and he couldn't concentrate his energy at all.

In a panic, the golden light of the small jade pendant on his chest flashed, and a cool feeling penetrated into the Purple Mansion, and his mind was clear for a moment, Ye Nan hurriedly took the opportunity to gather his energy and concentrate, penetrated his divine sense into the Purple Mansion, and concentrated on probe, only to see that the aura in the Purple Mansion was scattered, but he did not find other problems.

Just when he was confused, there was a sharp pain in his head, Ye Nan's consciousness began to be confused, he couldn't sit steadily, and he fell back on the bed, Ye Nan felt that he had a splitting headache, but he still gritted his teeth and resisted, knowing that if his divine consciousness was scattered, he was afraid that it would be gone.

Lao Dao made three soul nails in a row, and his forehead was already sweating, but the villain was still only shocked a little more, and there was no other reaction at all. Lao Dao snorted angrily and thought: "This kid really has some doorways, and he actually withstood the nailing soul three times, and Lao Dao is out!"

Thinking about it, his eyes flashed, he bit the tip of his tongue, and a mouthful of blood sprayed onto the little wooden man, and he snorted and pointed at it again.

Ye Nan was pointed at this, and there was a loud "boom" in his mind, and his heart was shocked by this, and he saw that it was about to dissipate. At the critical moment, the jade pendant on his chest flashed with golden light, and that cool breath penetrated into the Purple Mansion again, quickly stabilizing Ye Nan's mind. And when this cool breath flashed, a scene suddenly flashed in my mind: an old Taoist sat cross-legged under a tree, chanting words in his mouth, suddenly, and pointed at a small wooden man.

As Lao Dao pointed his finger, Ye Nan felt a sharp pain in his head again, and the scene just now disappeared as soon as possible, and Ye Nan finally understood that he had been calculated. He felt that the old way was not far from here, and when he thought about it carefully, the tree was so familiar, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind: yes, it was the tree dozens of meters behind the house.

Ye Nan, who woke up, struggled to touch the glass water cup next to the bed, and smashed it against the opposite wall.

But in about ten seconds, the door was pushed open with a "bang", Fang Wei was wearing pajamas, turned on the light and rushed in, looking at Ye Nan with his eyes closed and falling on the bed, his forehead was blue and angry, his teeth were bared, his face was purple and blue, and he asked eagerly: "Nanzi, what's wrong!"

Ye Nan heard the words, breathed a sigh of relief, endured the sharp pain in his head, opened his eyes slightly, and said with difficulty: "Weizi, hurry... The Taoist priest under the tree behind the house, killed..."

Fang Wei was stunned for a moment, but quickly reacted, rushed out of the door, ran back to his room, took out a pistol from under the pillow, opened the safe, and ran to the activity room behind.

At this time, Lao Daozheng's face was full of cruelty, and he pointed a little, and there was another low shout, and the little wooden man was shocked again. With a sudden burst of pain in his head, Ye Nan finally couldn't support it anymore, his eyes were dark, he fell down, and his consciousness began to dissipate like a fog...

Fang Wei rushed to the window of the activity room, and glanced out of the window, Ye Nan was right, there was indeed a person squatting there sneakily under the tree behind the house, whether it was a Taoist priest I don't know, but there seemed to be three people next to him who were holding the wind.

Fang Wei didn't dare to think about it, his eyes were cold, his eyes narrowed slightly, he raised his gun, and with a soft sound of "snort" in the muffler, Lao Dao's face was incredulous, the fingers he was holding had not yet fallen, and a small hole in his forehead was gurgling with blood.

This is followed by a connected "snort, snort... "Three times, the four of them were wiped out!"

With the fall of the old road, a green lantern thousands of miles away also went out, and a deep voice was surprised: "Huh...... Why did Hu San's soul lamp go out......?

Then the deep voice shouted: "Hu Si, you quickly go to the Dongjiang River and find out the cause of Hu San's death for me......!

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