Taoist Master, you are very compassionate. You can't watch my son be killed by this dirty thing like this. I hope the Taoist Master will feel pitiful. I am the only one. As Mr. Huang talks, he actually sobbs loudly, looking a little pitiful.

Seeing that Mr. Huang believed in his words, he gave him enough money, so he stopped making things difficult for him and pretended to be righteous and said: Mr. Huang, I am responsible for subduing demons and eliminating demons. I will never see these monsters doing things randomly. Even if I lose my life, I can only blame me for being bad.

Speaking of this, Taoist Master Qingxu raised his eyebrows and turned around to the disciples behind him and said: Come on, someone is here.

The disciples all took a step forward and bowed and said, "Disciple is

Setting up an altar, I want to expel ghosts for Master Huang, Taoist Qingxu, and said loudly.

The disciples responded one after another, turned around and walked out of the hall.

Taoist Master Qingxu reached out and made a call, and said politely: Mr. Huang, let me go to the altar to wait. I immediately cast a spell to drive away the evil things on Mr. Huang.

Mr. Huang wiped his tears and claimed his gratitude. Then he ordered several servants around him to lift Mr. Huang up and walk outside the hall.

Hu San followed the people and walked straight to the outside of the hall. As soon as he walked outside the hall, he looked up at the sky. It was already dusk and the west was dark. It was not long before the sky was getting dark. He couldn't help but feel a little anxious. He didn't know when his uncle was going to make a fuss. Others couldn't see what trick he was playing. He knew in his heart that Mr. Huang was not possessed by a demon or a ghost. It must have been his uncle who sent his disciples to make a trap for Mr. Huang, and then someone blew away in Huang's ears, forcing Mr. Huang to find the Wohu Mountain.

I don’t know if the ferocious corpse of the mother and son will change tonight. If the corpse changes, Heifeng Village will be in trouble. It’s okay to die a few people. If Heifeng Village is taken away by the ferocious corpse, there will be no place to settle down in the future. No, I have to seize the opportunity to talk about this with him later. I can’t delay it. Hu San thought about it this way and unknowingly followed these people to an open small square.

There is a large Tai Chi pattern in the middle of the square. The platform is placed on this Tai Chi pattern. There are large incense burners on the platform, with three very thick incense sticks burning inside, and there are constantly emitting blue smoke. On the platform, there are also simple arrangements of fruits and other things.

Taoist Master Qingxu led Mr. Huang to the ritual platform and stopped, and ordered the servants to carry Mr. Huang to the front of the ritual platform and gently placed it on the ground.

Seeing that Master Qingxu was about to open the altar, Hu San walked over a few steps, patted his shoulder lightly, and said with a smile: Second Uncle, you are so good recently.

Taoist Master Qingxu turned his body, looked at Hu San with annoyance, and said: You guy came to find me, there must be nothing good. I will talk about it later. Didn’t you see me busy?
Chapter completed!