See the moon again

Chapter 7: Seeking Taoism

Chapter 7 Seeking the Way

It was not the first time for An Cheng to do such a thing. An Mu, the eldest brother of the An family, was driven into a madman by An Cheng and died in prison.

Finding the warlock's house with ease, An Cheng tossed the silver in his hand, knocked on the door and was about to enter.

The door was ajar, and it opened as soon as he knocked, which surprised An Cheng.

A disheveled man stood up inside, "What are you doing here?"

"Tsk tsk, why did you make yourself look like this?" Seeing the appearance of the warlock in front of him, An Cheng knew that he might not be able to help him.

"Heh!" The sorcerer sneered, "Where were you when you knelt on the ground and begged me to kill that big brother of yours?"

If Li Lan was here and saw the warlock's appearance, he would definitely say 'serve it'.

This was not because of anything else. This magician was the fortune teller Li Lan met on the street yesterday.Although Li Lan went to ask for directions, she could tell at a glance that the fortune teller was carrying a life debt.

But at that time, Li Lan was busy understanding the difference between the inheritance of the dharma lineage in this world and the 21st century where she lived, so as to settle down the family, so she had no time to discuss the right and wrong with this evil magician.

Now it seems that this warlock should have asked for retribution.

"Today is different, now I want you to find someone for me, can you still do it?" An Cheng threw the silver in his hand and showed it to the warlock.

The academics of these warlocks are not for rectifying the right way and prospering justice.Don't look at Li Lan's usual appearance as a funny woman, but it is far from what these money-seeking warlocks can compare.

Staring at the few taels of silver, it was like lighting a lamp in a dark room, with a greedy light.

"Even if I am like this, it will be easy to cure you."

This kind of sorcerer is not entirely a trick to deceive people. After all, he has some skills, but it is not used by Taoist priests on the right way.

"Well, if you kill this man, all the money will be yours."

As soon as An Cheng put the silver in his hand, he was about to put it back into his pocket. The magician seemed to be dragged by his soul, his eyes were fixed on the silver, and he didn't look back until he couldn't see it.

"it is good."

After receiving the birthday from An Cheng, the fortune teller sneered, "You really can fool me, this man is already dead."

"Dead?" An Cheng was startled suddenly. Yesterday, the eldest sister An Jie said that An Lan's appearance has changed a lot, and that it might be the evil spirits collecting debts.

"died."

The fortune teller only felt that it was bad luck. Yesterday he met a ghost in broad daylight, and today someone wants to use tricks on a dead person by himself—could it be that the retribution for his harm has arrived...

"Then you follow me to the mansion to catch ghosts, just like back then."

It's not that An Cheng is really not afraid, but if he doesn't do anything, he won't stop, the matter has come to this point, if An Lan is not killed, when will the eldest sister's daughter and his own son be able to come out?
That's right, An Cheng also used the same method to turn his elder brother into a lunatic, and it was this warlock who did it.

After thinking about An Cheng's magnanimity, and thinking about the strange things in the past two days, the warlock decided to die, shook his head and sat back on the bed, "I won't go."

"Don't you just want money?"

"I'll add, ten taels, twenty taels..."

"Fifty taels! Fifty taels, the most, now my eldest sister and I can't enter the second child's house, or if we buy something, one hundred taels is fine."

"One hundred taels, one hundred taels after it's done!"

The sorcerer was a little moved when he heard that.But even if you get the money, you have to spend your life. This An Cheng has done so many evil things, it is hard to guarantee that he will regret it and find someone to kill himself...

"Do you agree or not!"

The warlock on the opposite side didn't respond, but just pointed to the door, An Cheng just turned around when he heard footsteps at the door.

If a dog that doesn't bark wants to bite someone, it has to touch the person first, An Cheng has no such chance...

(End of this chapter)

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