My Master is Lin Zhengying

"okay!"

Saying that, he picked up the soul flag and waved it, and said to the ghost in the yard:

"Everyone, young and old, go pester those ronin again.

Scare them all the way out of Renjia Town, but don't kill them..."

After speaking, Wencai and Qiusheng sprinkled a lot of paper money in succession.

The ghosts present saw the paper money, their eyes lit up, and they all stretched out their hands to grab it.

His mouth kept on saying:

"okay!"

"My lord obeys!"

"Young master, don't worry, I'll take your money and I'll do a good job!"

"Brothers, it's scary to go..."

"..."

After each of these ghosts took a few pieces of paper money, they disappeared in Yizhuang like a gust of wind.

After a while, the fusang wanderers who were fleeing for their lives felt the surrounding cold.

It was chilly, and then I either heard a woman laughing or an old man crying. .

All kinds of weird scenes frightened them to keep running away, panicking.

"Aooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"

Several of them were so frightened that they suffered a nervous breakdown and almost committed seppuku.

However, Nan Chen and the others in Yizhuang easily sat down with tea.

Thinking of the scene just now, the three of them unconsciously "haha" laughed.

Finally, Nan Chen saw that Fusang Onmyoji hadn't taken away the stick, so he went forward to pick it up.

When Qiu Shengwen saw it, he couldn't help rolling his eyes:

"Do Fusang people use this thing as a magic weapon? It's ugly!"

Nan Chen smiled, did not speak, but was studying.

It is engraved with chrysanthemums, which is similar to the Fusang sect that appeared in the original book;

The nine chrysanthemums are very compatible with the chrysanthemum as a symbol.

The stick is relatively thin, similar to a clothes pole.

Nan Chenwu moved a few times, but it was too light and difficult to handle.

But the texture is quite hard, I don't know what kind of wood it is made of.

Finally, Nan Chen thought that since this is Fusang's magic weapon, it must be able to infuse profound energy.

So, Nan Chen tried it.

In the end, it was okay not to try it, but when Nan Chen tried it, he suddenly found that the chrysanthemum on the stick flickered.

Then the end the stick was pointing at unexpectedly released a burst of profound energy in an instant.

The profound energy was activated, and it hit the ground directly, blasting out a small hole.

Nan Chen was taken aback, but Qiu Shengwen was also dumbfounded.

"This, this stick is actually a special magic weapon!"

Nan Chen spoke in surprise.

Qiu Sheng Wencai also hurried over.

"It seems so!"

"Is it because of this stick that the Fusang Taoist just now was able to hit objects in the air?"

The two also expressed their own judgments.

Nan Chen also became curious.

Tried again a few times.

It is true.

As long as a certain amount of profound energy is injected, the stick is like a gun.

It can directly punch out the injected profound energy.

The basic distance is about five meters.

The more profound energy injected, the farther the distance will be, but the consumption will increase exponentially.

Observing this, Nanchen Qiusheng and Wencai were completely excited.

I didn't expect to teach a few Fusang ronin and a Fusang onmyoji, but picked up such a treasure.