The old Taoist stroked his beard, his gray eyebrows wrinkled, that's true. Except for a little black qi between his brows, Yue Chu was no longer haunted by ghosts. And he also looked at this room, and did not see any ghosts.

What he didn't know was that the "ghost" he was looking for was sitting on the arm of the sofa beside Yue Chu, staring at him coldly.

The old Taoist did not give up, that talisman was not an ordinary object, and a ghost who could easily decipher this talisman was definitely not an ordinary ghost.

He asked again, "Has that fellow Daoist met anyone recently?"

Hearing this, Yue Chu's expression finally changed. He seemed hesitant, but still shook his head.

The old Taoist's eyes lit up, knowing that there was a breakthrough. However, he can also understand Yue Chu's dilemma. After all, if a normal person hadn't experienced it personally, he probably wouldn't believe it at all.

Fang Tian's complexion changed drastically, and he wished to turn back time and strangle these two damn fellows to death.

It's over, if Yue Chu finds out his identity...

Fang Tian only felt that the sky was falling!

What is death by seeing the light, this is the real death by seeing the light!

Yuechu regained her composure and chose to remain silent: "Sorry, I'm just an ordinary person, my daily life is very regular, and I haven't met any strange people."

The old Taoist chuckled lightly and did not continue to ask, but gave Yue Chu time to think.

"In this way, that may be my mistake. But fellow Daoist thinks more about it in the past two days. That ghost is powerful, and I'm afraid it will cause harm to the world."

Yue Chu's face became serious, struggle flashed in her clear eyes, but she still didn't spit.

Seeing that the old Taoist was about to leave, he simply stood up and opened the door to see him off.

It's just that his mind is already messed up, and how long he can hold on depends on his xinxing.

The old Taoist stroked his beard proudly, and took Huang Song away with confidence.

Huang Song didn't understand the situation, so he scratched his head blankly: "Master, that person is hiding something, why don't we ask?"

"You can see that stupid boy without a brain, but can't I see it? Because of this, we don't need to ask. That person has a pure mind and can't stand the torment of his conscience. He will take the initiative to find out after two days. Come to the door and save our troubles."

Huang Song looked confused: Really?

However, seeing Master's triumphant appearance, he silently shrank his head and did not pour cold water on Master.

But perhaps the more innocent people are, the more accurate their intuition is. Huang Song always felt that the gentle smiling man was not as kind as they thought.

What the two of them didn't know was that just as they were discussing, the dark shadows had slowly gathered behind them, forming a sharp blade shape that would cut them into pieces.

On the other side, Yue Chu closed the door, the worried look just now disappeared, and a soft smile filled the corners of her mouth.

He picked up the clear bottle on the table and poured himself another milkshake. Open the bag of chocolate chip cookies next to it, pick up a piece and put it in your mouth.

Leaning down on the sofa, he picked up his phone and looked at it, and sent Fang Tian a message of "coming soon". Then he slid down to open a dialog box with a red dot, and typed a line of words in a very embarrassing tone.

"I'm sorry, Mrs. Xie, I really can't do this. Although I chose to practice the Tao in the floating world, I am also dedicated to goodness. How can I do such a thing that goes against the law of heaven."

Fang Wan sent a bunch of words over there, but Yue Chu directly blocked them, and didn't even bother to read them.

Seeing Fang Tian returning to him, he said again: "Okay, after the matter is settled, let's continue the game."

And Fang Tian, ​​who was preparing to crush the heads of the two Taoist priests outside, instantly recovered from the ghastly ghost appearance to his adult appearance. Before anyone could turn their backs, they started typing.

"Okay, I'm waiting for you."

Huang Song turned around sensitively, but there was only a long alley behind him. The winding stairs were sandwiched between the low houses on both sides, spreading from the lamp to the darkness in the distance.

The white street lights in the vicinity, the colored light signs in the distance, and the darkness extending to the corners are connected to form a road from light to dark, which seems to lead to the depths of hell.

The old Taoist was puzzled: "What's wrong?"

Huang Song uneasily crushed AJ under his feet, he always felt that there seemed to be something behind him just now.

The old Taoist rolled his eyes speechlessly, and slapped his apprentice fiercely on the head.

This little bastard is about to go to heaven. If there is any ghost, then he should have felt it first, when is this kid's turn to speak!

However, out of caution, the old Taoist still squeezed the magic weapon in his hand and walked towards the back vigilantly with both eyes.

Huang Song stood on the spot tremblingly, scanning back and forth uneasily, and he was only slightly relieved when he saw the master coming back to his side.

"Master, did you find anything?"

The old Taoist tapped Huang Song's back with the evocation bell, and found something, found a ghost... ahhh, nothing was found!

"If you make such a fuss and be suspicious in the future, I will punish you to go back and copy the runes!"

The old Taoist had his hands behind his back and strode away angrily.

Huang Song had to trot to follow, and muttered in his mouth to justify himself: "Doing our business is not just suspicious..."

"You brat dare to argue, see if I don't hit you!"

"Master, forgive me..."

Chapter 83

Fang Wan looked at her son, who was as stiff as a corpse on the bed, and kept biting her nails. The round, pointed nails were bitten into pits, and she didn't even feel the blood on her fingers.

The pair of Bego people were hidden so deeply that she searched everywhere to no avail. But Xie Zhou, the immortal old man, was still protecting them, and it became more and more difficult for her to act.

Fang Wan is not reconciled, why can the mother and son climb the throne of the Xie family swaggeringly and triumphantly, while she and her son can only hide in dark corners all day long and are slowly forgotten.

She hadn't been groomed for several days, her hair was disheveled, her complexion was dark and yellow, she was walking back and forth like a furious lioness, the maliciousness in her eyes was barely concealed, and it would overflow at any time.