Everyone present saw with their own eyes that Qian Er suddenly rounded up, and then emitted a black gas that hit the Taoist priest's body.

Everyone's exclaimed, it's over, it's over, the Taoist priest can't beat the monster, they have to plan early.

However, the expected picture of the golden boy's injury did not appear, and I saw that the golden boy suddenly lit up with golden light, his body shape remained the same, his breath remained the same, and he went straight to the goal.

"Whew......"

It was Qian Er's mouth that let out a wail.

Then the golden boy's wooden sword plunged into the haystack.

Qian Er sat on the ground, as if he was struggling in pain.

I saw that the haystack was gradually stained red with red blood.

The golden boy lifted the wooden sword, and at the bottom of the wooden sword, there was a thing that looked like a cat and a dog, butter and oil.

Everyone who saw it gasped.

It turned out to be the folklore "Lao Huang!"

That is, weasel, this thing is extremely evil, once it is cultivated to a certain extent, it can control people's thoughts, words and deeds.

However, this thing has always been timid, and when he saw that he was more capable than himself, he had already escaped with his tail between his legs, and he would never fight hard, there was a problem, there was definitely a problem.

"How could it be this?" Zhang Yuanwai retreated again and again: "Dao Chang actually killed it?"

In folklore, this thing cannot be killed, and once it comes back for revenge, it must be very tragic.

Yes, not dead!

Everyone focused their eyes on Qian Er's position before, there was nothing there, and Qian Er's thought was that the monster had already run away.

The golden boy also frowned deeply and fell into deep thought.

"This ...... How is this good?"

Zhang Yuanwai couldn't make up his mind, and looked at the golden boy with blank eyes.

"Don't worry, I'll fix it!"

The golden boy knows that things are not simple now, and he can walk away, but these mortals will inevitably suffer.

"He's a monster from Qianqingmen!"

I don't know who said this, which made everyone around him fall into deep thought.

Zhang Yuanwai lost his backbone for a while, and immediately said, "Dao Chief! Dao Chief, your magic power is boundless, and we have more than 100 lives up and down in Zhang's Mansion!

The golden boy smiled bitterly, he originally just wanted to earn some silver, otherwise everything would be pressed by the sky, and his heart was depressed. I never thought that a person would accidentally make a fuss like this.

looked at the weasel on the ground, and saw that his eyes were bulging, obviously very unwilling.

"It hasn't done much yet, but it has unusual mana, and the most important thing is that it has an arrogant attitude, so it can be seen that there must be something to rely on!" said the golden boy, becoming more and more cautious, fortunately, the golden boy is not an ordinary magic stick, but a serious immortal mountain disciple with fairy blood, even if the monster cannot be found for the time being, he can set up a spell and prevent the monster from coming back to retaliate.

"It's okay, wait for the poor way to do it, set up an enchantment for this mansion, people who are related to this matter today, it's best not to go out of the house at night, and Qian Er's family, you have to focus on it. The golden boy said, and began to reach out and pinch the trick.

Zhang Yuanwai hurriedly Zhang Luo: "What does the Taoist want to use, just speak!"

"The poor road must open the altar!"

Zhang Yuanwai hurriedly ran forward and back, preparing chicken blood, incense burner, yellow paper, cinnabar......

This is a major matter related to the life and death of the whole house, and he does not dare to be sloppy.

I also secretly complained in my heart, how could this kind of thing happen?

However, he didn't dare to complain about the golden boy, if he wanted to survive, he still counted on this Taoist priest, and naturally it was a serious matter to serve him with good food and drink