Who is still a serious fox monster these days

Chapter 10 Concubine

After dealing with Qingyangzi's body and dismissing the tribe, Yan came to Chen Yuan and Juehui by himself, and said solemnly:
"Master Juehui, Master Hu Xianshi, what happened just now? There have been guests in the house before, but there has never been a fatality like this time."

Juehui clasped his hands together and said:
"Amitabha, just now when the poor monk entered into samadhi and adjusted his breathing, he suddenly felt a yin energy approaching. If he hadn't been instructed by Lord Hu tonight and broke through to the innate realm, he might have become the same as Taoist Qingyangzi."

Yan Zi subconsciously glanced at Chen Yuan, and then congratulated Juehui:
"Master Juehui has broken through the innate, and the spirit of the former master can be relieved."

"Amitabha."

Juehui proclaimed the Buddha's name and said no more.

Yan Zizi turned his gaze to Chen Yuan, and his expression obviously became more respectful.

Being able to guide Juehui to break through the innate world, Master Hu's ability should be stronger than Juehui's.

The most obvious point is that the door of Juehui's wing was broken.

This proves that when Juehui dealt with that thing just now, it took a lot of hands and feet, and finally broke the door to solve it.

And Master Hu's door was intact, proving that it didn't take much effort for him to solve that thing.

If I directly tell Master Hu Xian what happened, he might really be able to protect my Yan family...

For a moment, Yan wanted to tell the whole story directly.

But at this time, Yan Ziqiang, who had just finished handling Qingyangzi's body, hurried over and said with a pale face:
"Sorry, brother, something happened to Uncle Thirteen's family."

Yan Zi turned his head to look at his third younger brother, frowning and said: "One family?"

Yan Ziqiang nodded in horror but affirmatively: "A family of five, all died."

Yan was suffocating while breathing on his own, and felt a dizzy feeling coming over him. He staggered and almost fell.

Before the Yan family had accidents, at most one at a time, there had never been a situation where several people died at the same time.

"How could this be? How could this be!?"

He didn't know whether he was surprised or angry and asked a few questions, and then he supported the stone pillars in the corridor and said:

"Call the clansmen to the conference hall to see if anyone else has an accident. Also, has your second brother not come back yet?"

"The second elder brother sent a message back just now, saying that he will come back after setting up the things in hand, and it should be soon."

"Okay, let's gather the clan members first."

After the two brothers communicated, Yan Ziqiang left quickly, while Yan Zizi looked at Chen Yuan and Juehui with a wry smile:
"Master Hu Immortal, Master Juehui, I'm afraid I will trouble the two of you to make a move tonight."

Juehui clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, Donor Yan, there is no need to be polite. This is why we are here."

Chen Yuan nodded slightly: "That ghost has suffered from Master Juehui and me, and may kill you blood eaters tonight."

"Blood food?" Yan Zizi smiled wryly: "Sure enough, you have to pay a price for your luck in this world. Let's talk about it as we walk."

Hearing this, both Chen Yuan and Juehui knew that the other party was willing to tell the origin of the ghost in this house.

Sure enough, after being guarded by Chen Yuan on the left and right in the middle, Yan Zi began to preach:
"The ghost at home is actually a concubine of my Yan family ancestor."

"It is rumored that this concubine is extremely beautiful, but her fate is unlucky and she suffers from a strange disease."

"My ancestors sought medical treatment many times but failed to cure her. Finally, a wandering Taoist passed by and said that she was born with a 'rich ghost destiny'."

"The disease can't be cured, but after death, it can protect the family house and make the family more and more prosperous."

"The ancestor asked her opinion and promised to let her spiritual seat enter the ancestral hall after death. This was not allowed, but for her consent, the ancestor still fulfilled her idea. With this promise, she agreed to the Taoist practice."

"The little concubine died that night, and the spiritual seat was moved into the ancestral hall, and the people who succeeded the head of my Yan family for generations had to go into the house where the Taoist practiced the law, and take a strand of hair to eat."

Speaking of this, Yan Zi's throat became hoarse, as if something was stuffed in his throat.

Juehui sensed something was wrong, and looked sideways at Yan Zizi, only to see hair growing out of his ears, eyes, nostrils, and mouth.

He was startled, and when he was about to save someone, Chen Yuan had already patted Zhang Fulu on Yan Zizi.

"disease!"

The talisman ignited the blue will-o'-the-wisp, instantly burning the vision on Yan Zi's body.

But at this time, Yan violated the precepts of his ancestors and spread the secret of ghosts to the outside world. The ghost energy continuously absorbed nutrients from his blood and gave birth to hair.

'Quyin Talisman' treats the symptoms but not the root cause, and cannot solve Yan Zizi's problem.

"It's indeed a bit troublesome to birth one from blood."

Chen Yuan frowned slightly, and said to Juehui on the other side: "Master, take care of one or two first."

"it is good."

Juehui responded, put her big hand on the top of Yan Zizi's head, and recited the "Vajra Fu Mo Mantra".

The powerful infuriating energy accompanied by the mantra scattered the ghost energy in Yan Zi's body, preventing it from taking shape.

Chen Yuan took out the Langhao pen, the black dog's blood and the yellow paper.

After thinking for a while, he drew a simple "Yin-repelling Talisman" according to the way of talismans recorded in the "Dao Yuan Qi Technique".

This kind of talisman cannot be used on living things, but the ghost energy in Yan Zi's body comes from his blood, and if he doesn't suppress it, the ghost energy will suck his blood dry.

After closing the brush into a talisman, he slapped Yan Zizi directly on the back, and Chen Yuan said again, "Sick!"

In an instant, the ghost energy in Yan Zizi's body was suppressed, and he could no longer grow hair from his body.

In just ten or so short breaths, he lost a lot of weight and his face became very pale.

Yan, who was already ready to die, let out a sigh of relief, and respectfully said to the two:

"Thank you Master Immortal, the master came to the rescue."

Chen Yuan shook his head: "The source has not been eliminated, so I can't feel at ease. Master, Patriarch Yan has lost both vitality and blood, so you should carry him on your back."

After all, he picked up his pen and continued to draw the 'Suppressing Yin Talisman'.

"good."

Juehui responded and carried the weak Yan on his back.

After a while, the three of them came to the conference hall, and at this time, members of the Yan family also came one after another.

The children who were awakened from their sleep kept crying, causing the entire conference hall to be noisy.

Yan Ziqiang was originally trying to maintain order, and explained the reason for the sudden convening with his clansmen. When he saw Chen Yuan and the others coming, he rushed up to ask about Yan Ziqiang's situation.

When other members of the Yan family saw the weakened Patriarch, some people also surrounded them, and the noise became louder.

"Step aside!"

A powerful shout rang out, and the noisy crowd suddenly became much quieter.

"The second master is back."

"It's the second master's voice."

"Come on, second master has a bad temper."

Yan Ziqiang, who prevented the clansmen from coming up to ask questions, heaved a sigh of relief: "Brother, the second brother is back."

Yan nodded on his own: "That's good, Master Juehui, could you please take me to the main seat."

"it is good."

Juehui responded and placed Yan on the main seat in the conference hall.

At this time, the Yan family also stepped aside, and a man who was quite similar to Yan Ziqi and Yan Ziqiang walked in.

On the way, many members of the Yan family greeted "Second Master", but the middle-aged man did not respond.

"Brother, third brother, thank you for your hard work."

The man came in and greeted, turned to look at the many tribesmen and shouted:

"What's the noise? Can the noise solve the problem?!"

The crowd was silent, and the entire conference hall was so quiet that only the sound of breathing and Chen Yuan's drawing of talismans was left.

After scolding his clansmen, Yan Zijian sat next to Yan Zijian and respectfully said, "Brother, please lecture me."

Yan shook his head by himself and said: "Forget it, the situation is urgent now, so I don't care about so many people, third child, you should count the number of people."

　In the middle of the night last night, the first floor downstairs of the author caught fire. The firefighters came quickly and put out the fire, but the screams of the people in the room still made people sleepless all night. Chapter 2 will be later
　　
　
(End of this chapter)