"Yes." Mao Shanming said alone.

"But big brother is gone, and he's not in the villa, where should we go to find him?" Xiao Bao wrinkled into a ball with a smile on his face.

Mao Shanming took out a talisman from his arms, and said confidently: "The breath talisman will help me find him."

I saw Mao Shanming cast a spell, and the aura talisman flashed and flew towards a certain direction.

Mao Shanming followed closely with Xiaobao, and soon found Ye Fan who was practicing in the forest.

"Big brother, I beg you to save brother Dabao, brother Dabao has been swallowed by evil spirits."

Before Mao Shanming could speak, Xiaobao knelt down at Ye Fan's feet with a plop.

Mao Shanming also sighed: "Ye Fan, please look at Senior Brother Lin Jiu's face and save Dabao!"

Xiaobao knelt on the ground and kowtowed like garlic. Dabao and him depended on each other for life. He was the closest person in this world to him. He must not just sit and watch Dabao being refined by evil spirits.

"Big brother, please save brother Dabao, okay?"

Seeing Xiaobao's pitiful appearance, Ye Fan finally softened his heart, sighed, and immediately glared at Mao Shanming.

"Mao Shanming, although I don't understand Taoist rules, I also know that cultivating spirits is a taboo in Maoshan. You use ghosts to trick and deceive for your own selfishness. Otherwise, how could you do these things."

Seeing Ye Fan's eyes blazing, Mao Shanming nodded innocently: "I know! As long as you rescue Dabao, I will send them away and stop bluffing."

"Hmph, if you can't do it, I'll take your life." Ye Fan's eyes were like eagles, with a sharp cold light: "For Uncle Jiu's sake, I'll help you once."

Seeing Ye Fan let go, Xiaobao showed a happy expression: "Thank you, big brother!"

Chapter 247 Ye Fan made a move, the kind Fang Rou!

Not long after, Ye Fan and his party rushed to the Tan family's mansion.

Tan Wanwan's family didn't dare to enter the house at all, so they could only wander anxiously in the yard.

The servants of the Tan family were indescribably terrified and panicked.

"What should I do? What should I do?"

Tan Wanwan paced back and forth, rubbing his hands restlessly.

It happened that Mao Shanming took Ye Fan into the yard.

Tan Wanwan looked at Mao Shanming, outraged: "You stinky Taoist priest, you sneaked away by yourself and cheated us so much money, how dare you come back?"

Mao Shanming laughed bitterly, and said embarrassingly: "I didn't slip away, I went to ask for reinforcements."

Tan Wanwan looked at Ye Fan who was beside Mao Shanming, and Mao Shanming immediately introduced: "This is Ye Fan, he will definitely be able to suppress those evil spirits."

"Is Mr. Ye also a Taoist priest? I don't think you are dressed like that!" Tan Baiwan frowned, questioning with a look of scrutiny in his eyes.

Ye Fanxu focused his eyes and asked back: "Who said that only Taoists can suppress demons and evil spirits?"

Tan Wanwan was stunned when he heard the words, smashed his mouth, was speechless, and finally cupped his hands and said: "Then there is Mr. Lao Ye!"

Ye Fan nodded slightly, and pushed open the door of the inner house.

"Boom!"

Ye Fan pushed the door open and entered, suddenly gusts of dark wind rushed towards his face.

Mao Shanming didn't dare to go in, so he could only stretch his neck and watch outside.

Not to mention Tan Wanwan and others, they all hid behind Mao Shanming and poked their heads to look inside.

"Stinky Taoist priest, can he really deal with those dirty things?" Tan Wanwan was not at all polite to Mao Shanming, a swindler.

"It should be possible!" Mao Shanming felt a little guilty, and he was not sure.

"Okay, I'll trust you again, if it doesn't work, I'll send you to the government."

When Tan Wanwan threatened Mao Shanming, Ye Fan had already stepped into the house.

As soon as he landed, a black shadow appeared in the room.

"Oh!"

Ye Fan didn't even look at it, he just patted it on Heiying's palm.

"You're tired of working!" Ye Fan sneered, his blood burst out.

There was a crackling sound, and black shadow emitted white smoke, and let out a miserable scream.

"It hurts! My hand is useless!"

Ye Fan stepped forward, grabbed the black shadow, rubbed it a few times, and threw it aside like trash.

"This person is ruthless, let's go together."

Several older ghosts looked at each other and made a decision.

Just when these ghosts were about to attack, the phantom in white blocked their way.

"Uncles, grandpas, don't be impulsive, this young man looks very powerful, we don't need to fight him to the death."

Several older female spirits snorted unhappily: "Fang Rou, why have you become so cowardly?"

Fang Rou didn't take it seriously, but looked at Ye Fan, and said calmly: "That young master is not simple, if he makes a big move, it will be of no benefit to us."

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