Crunch!

The main entrance of the mansion slowly opened, but the chaotic crowd walked out of it.

Dressed in the clothes of slaves and carrying parcels in their hands, they rushed out of the gate as if they were fleeing.

The butler looked at this scene, but smiled bitterly, he did not stop him in any way.

"Steward Li should also run away with us," a thin man whispered as he stood beside Steward Li.

"Three people have died in a row in the mansion, this is a terrible ghost, the mage invited is useless, the master has already approved us to leave, Steward Li is still leaving with us, right?"

"Don't go, I've been in Zhang's Mansion since I was a child, and it's been decades since I was a child, and now my children have been arranged by the master to follow the eldest young master, and I don't have to worry about food and clothing, but now that Zhang's Mansion is in trouble, how can I escape," Steward Li sighed, and he reached out and patted the thin man's shoulder.

He said in a low tone: "Zhang San, you are the son of the Zhang family, I grew up watching you since I was a child, and I treat you like a parent,"

"Would you like to do me a favor this time?"

"Steward Li, please say, as long as I can do it, I Zhang San will not refuse,"

"It's not a big deal, you go and send a message to my eldest son, after I die, I must persuade the eldest young master, if you want to live, don't go back to Zhangfu, this place will be full of ghosts in the future, and you can't die well if you come." ”

"Zhang San understood," Zhang San showed a look of horror, but after responding, he left in a hurry.

Steward Li looked at the figure of everyone leaving, and sighed in his heart, he really didn't want to leave, he had been in the Zhang family for decades, and he had been tied up with the Zhang family, and his children had to rely on the eldest young master to live, if he ran away at this moment, his children would definitely be driven out of the Zhang family.

Without the care of the eldest young master, how could they have a rich and noble life, as long as he took this old life for the Zhang family, the eldest young master would definitely remember his loyalty and would not treat them badly.

Yang Qifeng looked at the scattered slaves in one place, this powerful ghost is a good means, originally with his ability, this Zhang family's fortune is white and red, and he can't help the descendants of this Zhang family.

But he can't kill the Zhang family, he can't kill the slave, this person dies every day, how can this person's heart not disperse after a few days, if the head of the Zhang family dares to stop it at this moment, he will not let this slave scatter and leave.

It can't be said that there is no need to do it at all, the head of this Zhang family is the soul of this slave's knife.

Don't say anything about the family thugs, if you deal with other bandits and strongmen, these family thugs will naturally not be afraid, but against the non-human existence of ghosts, they are not much better than these ordinary slaves.

Where the suppression continues, they must be the ones who take the lead in the rebellion.

In the end, he slaughtered the Zhang family, robbed the money and ran away, and it was not impossible to do it.

There is a great terror in life and death, counting on them to be loyal in a desperate situation, you are playing a game, and people are different in a desperate situation, such as heroes such as overlords, there is no shortage of traitors and people seeking glory in desperate situations.

This rich man in the countryside has one or two loyal servants, which is a rare and precious thing.

Zhang Jiaqiang has suppressed himself for a few days, and he can be regarded as having a means, he must have tempted him with gold and silver, and now this fear can no longer be suppressed, and once he vented the Zhang family, the paper wall could not stop it, so he could only let them leave.

"Hey!"

"Poor, what a wicked!"

A sigh sounded, and Steward Li, who had just turned around and was about to walk into the mansion, subconsciously looked towards the source of the sound.

The Taoist is not very old, about fourteen or fifteen years old, with a childish look on his face, his eyes are extremely bright, and his body exudes a dusty atmosphere, which does not look like an ordinary man.

"Why is the little Taoist sighing?" Steward Li couldn't help asking.

"Wrong!" he spoke, but he said no more, but turned away and walked down the street.

He had just taken three or four steps when a shout came from behind him, and Steward Li shouted loudly, "Dao Chief, stay here?"

The Taoist shook his head, but he didn't stop, the pace under his feet accelerated, seeing this scene, Manager Li was in a hurry, he happened to look at Zhang San who was leaving Zhang's mansion in the distance, and shouted at Zhang San: "Zhang San stopped this Taoist!"

Zhang San heard the shout, instinctively, he grew up in Zhang's mansion since he was a child, and he was used to listening to Steward Li's orders, and only after the pace stopped did he know that he had now left Zhang's mansion, and hesitated for a while, but he chose to listen to Steward Li's words.

He opened his arms, intercepted the young Taoist, and spoke, "Please stay for a while,"

As soon as the young Taoist stopped, just after this delay, Steward Li in the distance had successfully run to the young Taoist's side, grabbed the young Taoist's arm and said, "What did the little Taoist mean when he said just now?"

His eyes showed expectation, he was looking forward to the young Taoist saying what he wanted to hear most at the moment, such a superficial routine, if it were changed to the past, he would not be able to deal with it.

But now that he has reached a desperate situation, he has to grasp even a straw, and he doesn't want to let go of the slightest opportunity.

"Isn't it all you've seen it," the young Taoist said in a flat tone.

"Does the Dao Chief have a means to subdue demons?" Steward Li's tone was slightly short, and his breathing became more solemn, this is the most important thing.

"This," the young Taoist hesitated for a moment before he whispered: "Demon suppression methods, poor Dao is not nothing,"

"It's just that I'm too young, and my mana is a little lacking, if the poor Dao master is here, the evil ghosts will be able to collect it, and this little ghost will not be a problem,"

"Don't worry, poor Dao will go back and ask the master to come here to get rid of ghosts!"

"Where is Master Daoist?" asked Steward Li.

"Some time ago, I went to Jinhua Mansion to visit my colleagues, and the Mansion City is not too far from here, and the poor road will be able to return in half a month,"

Half a month, you came back to collect the body for me, Steward Li slandered, knowing that this young Taoist priest intended to shirk, but how could he let the other party go, even if the other party was a liar at this moment, he would have to pull the other party over.

He doesn't have a compassionate heart, if he dares to deceive him, then he will die in the hands of the ghosts.

"Please also ask the Taoist chief to be merciful and save my master's life, as long as he can save my master's life, he will never be stingy with gold, silver and money, and the Taoist temple where the Taoist chief lives, my master will spend a lot of money to repair, and donate gold and silver every year, and go to burn incense and worship every day," Steward Li dared to say anything.

"Maybe the poor road is not plotting for your gold and silver, but my clear breeze and grass creation, and it is the time when I need money to repair it,"

"Poor Dao will see the ability of the ghost tonight,"

"Daoist here, please," Steward Li grabbed the young Taoist's arm stubbornly, for fear that he would run away.

As soon as the two arrived at the gate of Zhang's mansion, they heard a fierce quarrel.