Mistakenly provoked a black-bellied junior brother

Chapter 103 A Yellow Talisman

"Master Zhishan is here." The book boy gently pushed open the carved door of the main room, and walked in with Zhishan and Hua Weiluo.

The bandit leader and a dozen other bandits stayed in the yard, and did not casually enter the main room of the head of the house.

The room was silent, it was daytime, but the light in the room was very dim, Zhi Shan frowned slightly, took Hua Weiluo's hand back, pulled her behind him, and whispered: "You hide in the Be careful behind me."

"Yeah." Hua Weiluo nodded, and followed Zhishan cautiously. She always felt that the atmosphere in the room was oppressive, so she thought about it and stretched out her other hand through her sleeve. Hold his wrist tightly.

Zhi Shan's back froze for a moment, and then returned to normal.

Walking into the inner room of the room, a thin figure was sitting with his back facing them. The clothes on the man seemed to be hanging on a hanger, empty, and the wrist exposed from the sleeve was so thin that only skin and bones remained. .

"My lord, why are you getting up again?? Didn't I tell you to stay in bed more?" The book boy saw the back of the sitting there, and hurried forward, took his arm, and his tone was full of care.

"It's okay, I haven't read the book for several days. If I don't read it again, I will almost forget what was written in the book." A clear and pleasant voice sounded low in the room, and the figure turned around slowly. Then he saw a pair of eyes as clear as star lakes.

It's just that the man's face was already skinny and skinny, and he couldn't see the original appearance. There was a new beard growing all over his chin, and his eyes were a little haggard and black and blue.

Those clear eyes lit up instantly when they saw Zhishan standing at the door of the bedroom, and then forced a smile and said, "Zhishan, you are here."

"..." Zhishan glanced at him, didn't speak, walked forward quickly, holding Hua Weiluo's wrist with one hand, and took out a yellow Taoist talisman from his bosom with the other hand, and walked towards him. There was a sudden slap on the forehead.

With a "pop", the yellow Taoist talisman stuck to his forehead.

Hua Weiluo looked at his zombie-like appearance on TV, couldn't hold back for a while, and burst out laughing.

"Zhishan, what are you doing?" The man was stunned for a moment, his eyes focused on the Taoist talisman constantly fluttering on the tip of his nose, and he asked in a daze.

"Now you even dare to rob a hearse. I haven't seen you for a few years. Wen Yi, you are a lot more courageous." Zhishan's deep eyes watched after he pasted a yellow Taoist talisman on his forehead. The two black shadows dissipated in an instant, and he couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief, and raised his eyebrows at him.

"Hears?? What??" Wen Yi looked at him in bewilderment, and stretched out a bony hand, intending to take off the yellow Taoist talisman in front of him.

"If you don't want to live anymore, you can try to take off the Taoist talisman." Zhishan stopped him coldly, then turned around and sat down on the Eight Immortals chair in the room, and finally let go of Hua Weiluo's hand, Said: "The bodyguard chariot used to transport the undead in the underworld is a hearse cart. You guys are not small. You don't know the background of the other party before you rob the bodyguard. If you see gold, you will die? When did you become so short of money?"

(End of this chapter)