Fang Yuan thought for a moment, nodded and said, "Okay, you go and knock on the door quickly......"

"It's quite early!"

At this time, above the pavilion, an old man and a young man held a white flag and looked down.

Fang Yuanwai looked up, his face was embarrassed, and he hurriedly arched his hand and said, "Dao Chief, had a good rest last night, this morning, I was afraid that my subordinates would disturb you, so I waited here......"

The White Lotus Daoist smiled slightly: "Okay, now take me to the Miss's Boudoir!"

After the words fell, the White Lotus Daoist turned around and went downstairs, and walked to Fang Yuanwai with Wang Qiu one after the other.

Fang Yuan was overjoyed and almost lost his temper, so he said in a low voice: "After a long night, the Taoist is estimated to be hungry when he touches his stomach, otherwise he will ...... after breakfast."

"No, take us to clean up that house, and it's okay to eat again!"

The White Lotus Daoist waved his sleeve robe lightly, and as soon as the loose gray Dao robe was raised, he strode towards the courtyard not far away.

Fang Yuanwai was surprised, and hurriedly said to Steward Liu: "Why don't you go and ask the chief what to prepare......

Steward Liu nodded yes, caught up with the Dao Chief, and was about to ask, but was rejected by the White Lotus Daoist.

"You don't need anything, just take me there!"

When Fang Yuan heard this, he was a little suspicious in his heart, those Taoist monks who were invited before, either killed chickens or slaughtered dogs, why didn't the White Lotus Daoist prepare anything?

"Master, don't worry, those charlatans before were killing chickens and dogs, but the result is still useless, the White Lotus Dao Chief must have real skills, and he doesn't need those things at all......"

"It's also ......"

Fang Yuanwai nodded and hurriedly led the way.

The group came to the gate of the courtyard, Fang Yuanwai frowned, looked at the courtyard and said, "Dao Chief, this is it." ”

The White Lotus Daoist stopped, looked up for a moment, and took a deep breath.

"All of you are within a hundred steps!"

"This ......"

Fang Yuanwai and the housekeeper glanced at each other, a little hesitant. After all, it was his own daughter, and he was really concerned.

"Outside, it's not that Poor Dao won't let you stay here, but I'm afraid that if you fight for a while, it will frighten you......"

The White Lotus Daoist looked back at each other and said in a deep voice.

"Okay, but Daoist, I have a request, that is, don't hurt my daughter no matter what......"

The White Lotus Daoist did not answer.

Seeing this, Steward Liu pulled the old man away, and said, "Master, let's listen to the sermon, don't delay...... I believe that the Taoist chief has his own measure......"

After everyone left, Wang Qiu looked at the master: "It feels a little gloomy here, but now that my spiritual sense is broken, I feel a little bit." ”

The White Lotus Daoist squinted at the house and said, "Follow me in!"

The door squeaked open, and although it was daytime, I still felt a sense of forest breath coming to my face. In addition, this day is hazy, and a trace of cool air fills the air, which is even more cold.

"Damn, what does this smell like?" Wang Qiu sniffed the smell vigorously, frowning, and looked disgusted.

"It's a fishy smell!"

The chickens, ducks and goose feathers that flew in a mess fluttered on the cheeks of the White Lotus Daoist.

"Whew!"

The White Lotus Daoist stretched out his hand to wipe off the duck feathers, with a look of disgust.

"Master, what the hell is going on, is this the young lady's boudoir or the poultry pen! There are chickens, ducks, goose feathers everywhere......"

Wang Qiu followed closely behind the White Lotus Daoist, one old and one young, his eyes dripping.

The White Lotus Daoist didn't answer, his eyes locked on the closed door of the boudoir.

"You go open the door!"

After being silent for a long time, the White Lotus Daoist suddenly said.

Wang Qiu's eyes flicked, and he screamed: "I? no, no, no, master, you have great powers, or are you ......?"

"There's so much nonsense, just go if you tell you to go!"

The White Lotus Daoist kicked on Wang Qiu's ears and buttocks, Wang Qiu screamed, and his body involuntarily rushed to the door of the boudoir.

Bang!

The door was knocked open by Wang Qiu, the threshold stumbled, and Wang Qiu was lying in the house eating.

Wang Qiu instantly smelled an even more irritating, rotten, disgusting smell, and he felt as if his hands were pressed against something, soft, cool......

He slowly raised his head, and saw that his hands were pressed against the feet of a pair of women.

It was a woman in red clothes, half-squatting on the ground at the moment, with her back to Wang Qiu, looking from the back, her cloak was scattered......

Wang Qiu's face changed instantly, as pale as paper!

"Ah, help!

Wang Qiu closed his eyes tightly, and when he opened his mouth, he screamed.

Xu was Wang Qiu's strange scream that alarmed the woman, and she slowly turned her head.

Wang Qiu felt that he was short of breath, his whole body was soft, the woman's face was pale, her eyes had huge pupils, she grabbed the live chicken with both hands and bit it, the chicken blood shot out, the woman's mouth was full of chicken blood mixed with chicken feathers, and the blood stains dripped down the corners of her mouth.

When she saw Wang Qiu, she immediately became excited, sniffed the air hard, and seemed to smell the smell of the living. It turned out to be a grin.

Wang Qiu complained bitterly, secretly scolded the old ghost of Bailian in his heart, and even greeted the Wuling Patriarchs of the past dynasties.

She naturally let go of the that was bitten alive in her hand and slowly crawled towards Wang Qiu.

"Ahh

"Master, you, you...... Help!"

"What is it called, you still enter the White Lotus First Grade, and you don't have any consciousness that a monk should have!"

The White Lotus Daoist flew into the house with a white flag in his hand. grabbed Wang Qiu and threw it out.

Wang Qiu fell into a lot of meat, gasped for breath, and opened his mouth to scold.

The White Lotus Daoist didn't have time to pay attention to Wang Qiu at the moment, the white banner in his hand shook, pinched the trick with one hand, and a cyan spiritual power was transmitted from the wrist tendons to the fingertips.

The white flags burst into a dazzling light.

The woman was instantly furious, and raised her head to glare at the White Lotus Daoist. With a roar, he suddenly rushed towards the White Lotus Dao people.

The White Lotus Daoist's pupils shrank slightly, and he formed a finger with one hand, pointing towards the center of his eyebrows.

The woman in red had tremendous strength, and she stretched out her claws and smashed open the arm of the White Lotus Daoist. The other hand grabbed the heart of the White Lotus Daoist's chest fiercely.

The White Lotus Daoist reacted quickly, the white banner in his hand was placed in front of him, and he silently recited the incantation in his mouth, and a spirit rune phantom that emitted a brilliant golden light flew out of the white flag.

Rumble!

Hit the woman in red directly!

Yes!

The woman in red screamed miserably, but in just a moment, she rushed towards the White Lotus Daoist again.

"This ......"

The White Lotus Daoist's face sank, and he was secretly shocked in his heart, this thing is not a ghost thing?

Between the lightning and flint, the White Lotus Daoist had already dodged.

The woman in red did not give up, and fiercely grabbed towards the White Lotus Daoist.

The White Lotus Daoist shouted angrily, the white flags in his hands were placed horizontally on his arms, and his hands pinched the trick, and the white flags shrank between them, becoming smaller in the wind, and the essence of light burst out, turning into a mini magic pestle!

"Leifa, Soul Breaker!"

The pestle shimmered with golden light around it, and the slightest lightning and electric snake were entangled.

The White Lotus Daoist mobilized surging spiritual power with both hands, flew up, and the pestle was inverted and palmed!

"Broken!"

The White Lotus Daoist shouted, and the magic pestle in his hand fell from the sky and was directly inserted into the woman's heavenly spirit cover.

Yes~

The woman in red screamed wildly, her whole body seemed to be about to tear, and her body and face were distorted.

The White Lotus Daoist stepped out, came to the door, and shouted at Wang Qiu: "Give me the ancient bamboo tube!"

Wang Qiu was slightly stunned when he saw the master's angry face, and then hurriedly took out the ancient bamboo tube from his arms and threw it over.

The White Lotus Daoist stretched out his hand to catch it, and immediately pinched it with both hands, and a stream of spiritual power entered the bamboo tube from his fingertips.

But after waiting for a while, the bamboo tube did not react!

"What's the matter?" "The White Lotus Daoist was in a hurry, and in an instant, as if he remembered something, he rushed to the door again and roared at Wang Qiu: "Have you already dripped blood sacrifice?"

Forehead......

Wang Qiu's face pulled and he smiled embarrassedly.

"Little brute, I'm quite shrewd, and I don't need to be taught to get a treasure. ”

The White Lotus Daoist threw the ancient bamboo tube in his hand to Wang Qiu again, and said, "Open the third page of the yellow booklet, and refine the ancient bamboo tube according to the spell of the talisman recorded above!"

Wang Qiu looked at the ancient bamboo tube with a blank face, and said with a bitter face: "Master, I ......"

The White Lotus Daoist scolded: "What am I, you now have the cultivation of the White Lotus Yipin...... Hurry up...... If it takes a long time for this woman's soul to dissipate, you are guilty, let's collect money and money to eliminate disasters for others, don't make Miss Fang family's soul scattered......"

Wang Qiu sighed, hurriedly took out the yellow booklet, and hurriedly turned to the third page, which recorded my strange handprints and jerky formulas.

Wang Qiu used the spiritual power of the dantian and his fingertips, jerkily formed a handprint, and recited the recipe with difficulty.

However, Wang Qiu is also clever, although he is a little rusty, but he succeeded at one time.

I saw that the ancient bamboo tube made a buzzing vibration and flew into the top of my head. Facing the boudoir, a golden light shot out of the bamboo tube,

The White Lotus Daoist took a deep breath and pinched the trick again, and at the place where the heavenly spirit was above the head of the woman in red who was struggling, the magic pestle that the white banner turned into slowly and naturally pulled out, and it seemed that there was a ghost forcibly pulled out of the body by the magic pestle.

The people of White Lotus Dao were sweating profusely and looked very struggling!

Finally, the magic pestle was completely withdrawn from the heavenly spirit cover, and a woman's soul was tightly wrapped around the magic pestle, and was guided by the White Lotus Daoist, slowly flying towards the ancient bamboo tube above Wang Qiu's head outside.

Shout!

The soul is included in the ancient bamboo tube.

The White Lotus Daoist withdrew his hand, and at the same time took a step forward, coming to Wang Qiu, and his palm gently swept over the mouth of the bamboo tube. The glow is all restrained.

"Stop posing, it's over!"

The White Lotus Daoist grabbed the ancient bamboo tube and said to Wang Qiu, who was still holding a handprint.