Dao Fruit

Zhang Zhen straightened his face: "Third brother, this is my guest, please be respectful!"

He and Qiu Yan rushed over without stopping. Unexpectedly, Zhang Yu stopped him before he could get through the door. To Zhang Zhen's surprise, this third brother, who usually had a forbearing taste, suddenly became tough at this moment and refused to allow Qiu Yan. Take a step into your home!

Facing the scolding, Zhang Yu refused to give in and said fiercely: "Brother, it's understandable that you want to see your father, but it's ridiculous to say that Qiu Yan can use words to suppress evil. I believed this before, and I wasted no time. You paid a lot of money to invite the young calligrapher, but in the end the success fell short. It can be seen that the idea of ​​using words to suppress evil is probably wrong! At this time, you bring people here and say that you want to remove evil from my father. It is really hard to convince people! "

"Oh? Did the person you invited fail?" Zhang Zhen narrowed his eyes. On the way here, he learned what happened from Zhang An's mouth.

The characters of Qi Jiulian were shocking, and the movements and manners when writing were even more impressive. At first, the evil spirits were indeed suppressed, but the effect quickly disappeared, so that many gentlemen who came to Zhang Mansion fell down one after another, and old illnesses recurred. , even aggravated!

After understanding this, to be honest, Zhang Zhen also had doubts about this idea of ​​using words to suppress evil. But firstly, Qiu Yan was his friend and was invited by him. Secondly, he heard from Zhang An that after Mr. Zhang relapsed, The situation is critical. At this moment, no hope can be let go.

Thinking of this, Zhang Zhen straightened up, stopped talking, stepped forward and said sternly: "Get out of the way!" There was a strong tone in his words. After all, he was the legitimate son of the Zhang family.

Zhang Yu seemed to have expected it, and sneered: "Finally can't help it anymore?"

"What do you mean?" Zhang Zhen caught a hint of something bad in the other person's tone.

"What do you mean?" Zhang Yu stared at Zhang Zhen, "This time my father and others fell ill, and the famous doctors and doctors were helpless, but you brought a few broken words and made them suddenly get better, and you pretended to say that the words could ward off evil. But now the young calligrapher has failed to suppress the so-called evil spirit, which makes me wonder whether the improvement of my father's condition is due to a few broken words or other reasons!"

At this point, how could Zhang Zhen still not hear what the other party was referring to?

"You doubt me?"

"I don't dare, but I don't dare to let the liar enter the house. In terms of status, this Qiu Yan is just a scholar, and in terms of calligraphy attainments. The words written by this person don't even have charm. How can he compare with Qi Jiulian? In terms of character, listen It is said that this person's case was obtained through his relationship with the magistrate. I am afraid that even Qiu Wei, the Queen of the Moon, would not dare to participate! If such a person enters the Zhang Mansion, people will laugh at him! "Zhang! Yu said he didn't dare, but there was sarcasm hidden in every word.

"You!" Zhang Zhen's eyes widened angrily.

Servant Zhang An couldn't see it and said: "Third Young Master. Mr. Qiu's ability, I just saw it with my own eyes, and the written words..."

Zhang Yu's face changed and he said coldly: "A servant dares to interrupt!"

Zhang An was so frightened that he quickly shut up.

Behind Zhang Yu, several Zhang family members came and looked at Zhang Zhen with the same evil intentions.

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Underground, his whole mind was full of joy: "Okay! Sure enough. Once the pillars of support are moved, the big families themselves will invade, fight, and fight over each other. The only thing they want is money. Money and silk touch people's hearts and breed filthy thoughts!"

During this movement of thoughts, people in the Zhang family had different opinions. Because the Zhang family was seriously ill, many main branches, side branches, direct descendants, and concubines who gathered here all had their own ideas.

Dirty thoughts gradually filled the house and seeped underground.

Not only Zhang's house, but at the same time, similar things were happening in the houses of several wealthy businessmen in Yuanning City. In addition, a faint smell of filth also rippled out from official residences and brothels and flower shops. Slowly seeping into the ground.

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Zhang Mansion, in front of the door.

Qiu Yan, who was silent, looked at the increasingly arrogant Zhang Yu, and suddenly said: "Your aura is mixed with fear, excitement and a desperate mood, just like a bettor waiting for the result uneasily. It should be It doesn't make sense to treat today's events as an opportunity and try to fight for it."

"Huh?" Zhang Yu was surprised when he heard this.

When Qiu Yan returned to Zhang Mansion this time, he seemed to be distracted, his eyes wandering, which made Zhang Yusheng misunderstood, thinking that Qiu Yan was guilty and did not dare to look at him, but he did not expect that when the other party opened his mouth, what he said seemed to A sharp arrow struck his mind.

But he quickly calmed down and said with a sneer: "You are a scholar, but you dare to preach to me?" He was in charge of a family business, and his words had an awe-inspiring aura.

Qiu Yan said: "I am a talented person who was selected one by one. I relied on my own knowledge. On the contrary, you are able to be in the golden robe by doing good deeds in the previous life and being reborn into a wealthy family. If the situation were different, I don't know. What kind of humane story can it be as vivid as today?"

Zhang Yu's expression suddenly changed: "You are so clever with your tongue, so mysterious! What you say is all nonsense!"

Because he was a commoner, he did not receive the attention of Master Zhang, so it was most taboo in his life for his identity to be mentioned.

"That's right, I shouldn't waste words with you. If you are really filial and your parents are sick, you won't let it go no matter how small the opportunity is. How can you block it? It can be seen that the power has blinded the mind, wiped out blood and family ties, and created a mess!" , Qiu Yan's body swayed, and he appeared in front of Zhang Yu!

Qiu Yan's move was too quick and sudden. When Zhang Yu reacted, he could only see a pair of dark eyes, which seemed to have two whirlpools, deep and rotating.

"Ugh!"

The next moment, Zhang Yu groaned, shook his whole body, and then fell down.

"this……"

The two servants beside Zhang Yu screamed and quickly helped up the unconscious Zhang Yu, then looked at Qiu Yan warily.

Even Zhang Zhen was stunned for a moment when he saw his third brother fall to the ground. Then he saw Qiu Yan turn his face, saying "Don't worry, he will wake up soon" and walked through the door.

The courtyard of the Zhang family was already in chaos. In addition to the servants of other masters, after hearing the news that Zhang Yu had fallen to the ground, several more guards hurried over under the leadership of other side branches and concubines. They looked fierce and fierce. The way he took down Qiu Yan.

But these guards, who are only at the foundation-building level at most, how can they be the opponents of Qiu Yan, who has refined the four souls?

The tall and mighty nurse rushed to Qiu Yan and was about to take action when he was pushed to the ground by the relatively thin Qiu Yan one by one.

"Good guy! Who is this person? A scholar or a martial artist? The guards of the Zhang Mansion are all good martial arts masters. Any one of them can defeat seven or eight big men by himself. But now, in the hands of this scholar, he can't escape. trick!"

As Qiu Yan moved forward, more and more people noticed him and couldn't help but be surprised.

Soon, a white-haired old man of considerable age walked out with the support of several people: "This young master, you plotted against my Zhang family, and even broke into private houses. If you stop here and catch me without mercy... "

Qiu Yan interrupted directly and said as he walked: "You are an old man who is not young. Instead of cherishing and guiding the younger generations to take care of them in their old age, you exude a ghostly atmosphere of fighting for power and profit? I am here under the entrustment of a friend. If you are interested in playing house fights or palace fights, stay away, otherwise you will be buried in the coffin early if you accumulate too much ghost, evil, and filthy energy!"

"You!" The old man heard the word coffin. His face was red with anger, but his calm and authoritative aura was certainly majestic to the younger generation, but it fell into the wrong hands of Qiu Yan. But it had no impact.

When he came to the door, Qiu Yan straightened his clothes and then walked into the lobby.

Compared with the chaos outside the door, the main hall is slightly quiet. The people sitting on the chairs had already left, and only Qi Jiulian stood in the center of the lobby, with a table in front of him. There is paper on the case, and there are words on the paper.

"Qiu Yan! It's too arrogant to break into the main hall without permission!"

Behind, the old man and a group of Zhang family's children were still following behind, but with the nursing home's lessons learned, they naturally would not take risks personally, but would just follow from a distance.

The old man had some experience and ordered people to summon several servants of the master, and even sent people to the government.

"Noisy!"

Qiu Yan shook his head and came to Qi Jiulian.

"Are you Qiu Yan?" Qi Jiulian looked at the person in front of him and said, "I have read your calligraphy. Although it is not bad, it has no charm. It just uses a wonderful method to attach thoughts, spiritual energy and soul power. It’s just on paper.”

Qiu Yan was also looking at Qi Jiulian, sighing at his youth, and then said: "Are you the young calligrapher? I don't know how to call him."

Qi Jiulian was a little surprised: "You also practice calligraphy, but you don't know my name? You are really ignorant..." He shook his head.

Qiu Yan smiled and ignored it. He lowered his head and looked at the paper on the table. The paper was yellowed, but the handwriting was clear: "It seems that your handwriting has been undamaged by the filth."

"Yes, the person who took action this time is very important. He seems to have grasped the wishes of the people in the city, and he can even suppress the charm of my words." Qi Jiulian glanced at Qiu Yan, "You don't want to use your own words to match Isn't spiritual energy used to drive away evil spirits? It's useless, even for me..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Qiu Yan: "Your words are extremely ethereal, with the aftertaste of the previous dynasty, and there is a sense of detachment in them. The intention is that the pen comes first, the words come after the heart, and the words are followed. "The road to mountains and rivers." Qiu Yan picked up a piece of yellow paper and looked at the words on it.

"Huh? I have some knowledge." Qi Jiulian was slightly surprised, and then showed pride on his face, "My words are combined..."

But before he finished speaking, Qiu Yan shook his head: "The ancient sages understood the heaven, earth and universe, but they would not be separated from humanity. They all used things to describe people. The meaning of your word is too ethereal, and it is somewhat divorced from humanity. After all, words are written for people to read! However, after all, there are some merits, and I can learn from them and use them for my own use!”

"Huh? Such a loud tone!" The word was belittled, and the other party also vaguely reprimanded him. Qi Jiulian looked ugly and was about to speak when he saw Qiu Yan reaching out and pulling out a piece of paper, holding the wolf hair on the table, stained it with ink, and then put it on Write something down on paper!

Heroic spirit moves!

call!

Suddenly, the sunlight that penetrated into the lobby seemed to be absorbed into his body. The surrounding area suddenly darkened, but a cloud of masculine blood rose from the ink on the paper!

"This house is full of yin and filth, which is clouded by greed and clouds the mind. It's time to cleanse it with masculinity serum!" (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!

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