The Return of the Demon

Ning Chen's eyebrows were furrowed into a "chuan" shape, with a look of annoyance.

Feng Qizheng asked curiously, "What did you see?"

The old Taoist priest said in panic, "I saw six evil ghosts clinging to the prince, and they were madly devouring the prince's yang energy."

"Six?" Feng Qizheng opened his mouth wide, "Are there any female ghosts?"

Ning Chen's face twitched. This idiot's brain circuit was really strange... At this time, he actually asked if there were any female ghosts? What do you want to do if there are female ghosts?

The old Taoist priest nodded, "Three male ghosts, three female ghosts."

Feng Qizheng looked curious, "How did you see it? Can I see it too?"

The old Taoist priest's expression suddenly froze. Feng Qizheng's brain circuit was not working for him.

"This lord is not powerful enough, so he can't see it."

Feng Qizhen was a little disappointed, "Is the female ghost pretty?"

The old Taoist's face twitched, "Ghosts are horrible!"

Feng Qizhen lost interest all of a sudden, "Why don't you get rid of them quickly?"

The old Taoist leaned over, "This lord, I don't have enough magic power, I can only get rid of one... For the remaining five, I'll trouble other Taoist friends to help me."

The witch leaned over, "We are willing to lend a hand to the master and help the prince get rid of the ghosts."

Ning Chen narrowed his eyes and couldn't help sneering, "Six people, six ghosts, one for each person, no one loses, everyone can make a fortune.

You are so bold, you dare to form a group to fool this king, do you want to die?"

Several people were frightened and turned pale, and knelt on the ground, sweating profusely.

"Please forgive me, Your Majesty. We are not swindlers. Although we are not very experienced, we can definitely help Your Majesty to resolve the disasters and solve the problems."

"Please spare my life, Your Majesty. We are not liars... We all have real skills."

"Your Majesty is haunted by six evil ghosts. If he is not resolved in time, his life may be in danger!"

Ning Chen sneered. He didn't believe it at all.

Evil ghosts? Six?

He was a killer on the battlefield, with a murderous aura. What kind of evil ghost dared to approach him?

"Come here, get them out!"

"Wait a minute!" Pan Yucheng spoke, stopped the Ning'an Army soldiers who came in, and then looked at Ning Chen, "I know you don't believe this, but so many doctors have seen that there is nothing wrong with your body, but it will be painful to get close to Du Bu.

I think what Feng Qizhen said is still somewhat reasonable, why don't you give it a try?"

Feng Qizhen said: "These people are all leaders in this field, they have some skills, and they are well-known in this field.

I have invited people, why don't you let them try? What if it works?"

Pan Yucheng continued: "Your symptoms are really strange, and it won't hurt to let them try.

The ghost story is illusory, but it is better to believe it than not, so try it?"

Ning Chen thought for a while.

What Pan Yucheng and Feng Qizhen said is not unreasonable.

His symptoms are indeed strange, and it doesn't hurt to give it a try.

"Okay, all of you get up!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Several people stood up tremblingly.

Ning Chen said, "How do you need me to cooperate?"

The old Taoist priest leaned over and said, "Please move into the courtyard, Your Majesty. I need to set up an incense table."

Ning Chen nodded slightly.

Everyone came outside.

The old Taoist priest set up the incense table and held a peach wood sword.

"Fellow Taoists, please lend a hand to me and help Your Majesty get rid of the ghosts."

Dinglingling! ! !

One hand holding a peach wood sword, the other hand ringing a bell.

Six people surrounded Ning Chen, each showing their magical powers.

Some people were ringing bells, beating gongs and drums, chanting, sprinkling holy water on Ning Chen, and talismans flying all over the sky. It was so lively.

Ning Chen's mouth twitched constantly, and he was almost like a crooked-mouthed dragon king.

He had never been so speechless in his life.

He thought that he might be surrounded by the enemy one day, but he never thought that he would be surrounded by a group of charlatans.

Just when Ning Chen's patience reached its limit, the six people suddenly stopped, pointed at Ning Chen at the same time, and shouted in unison: "Ghosts disappear, broken!"

At this time, the wooden sword in the old Taoist's hand pierced through a talisman paper, and he flipped over the incense table.

Ning Chen wanted to praise his good skills.

This old man looked like he had some kung fu skills.

The old Taoist priest took a cup of water, burned the talisman paper, put the paper ash into the water, grabbed a handful of incense ash and put it in the water, stirred it for a few times, and said: "Your Highness, please drink this cup of holy water, it will ensure that your ghosts will dissipate and your body will be healthy."

Ning Chen looked at the cup of water brought by the old Taoist priest, "Are you sure you won't have diarrhea after drinking this?

This is incense ash and paper ash. Will I have diarrhea tomorrow after drinking it?"

The old Taoist priest saw that Ning Chen refused to drink, and leaned over and said: "If your Highness doesn't want to drink it, you can't. Just pour the holy water on your body, and you can still drive away the evil spirits."

Ning Chen hummed, "Come on!"

The old Taoist priest poured the holy water on Ning Chen and poured the rest at Ning Chen's feet.

"Your Highness, do you feel a lot more relaxed and comfortable?"

Ning Chen: ".......I'm sure, no!"

The old Taoist's expression froze, and he leaned over and said: "Your Highness is haunted by six evil spirits, sucking away your Yang Qi, and it will be difficult for him to recover in a short time.

Your Highness just needs to have a good sleep, and you will be able to clearly feel the changes in your body tomorrow morning. I guarantee that your Highness will be energetic and full of energy."

Ning Chen almost couldn't help but slap him... Who wouldn't be full of energy after a good sleep?

Pan Yucheng said: "Masters, is this considered completed?"

The old Taoist and others nodded.

"Don't worry, sir. We have dispelled the evil spirits attached to the prince."

Feng Qizheng came over and said with a smile: "How is it? I said it would work, right?"

As he said that, he took out a silver note of 1,000 taels and handed it to the old Taoist priest.

The old Taoist priest took it with both hands, grateful and thanked him repeatedly: "Thank you, sir, thank you, sir..."

Ning Chen thought for a while and said: "Whether it works or not, you will know after trying it.

Don't leave yet, I will be back soon."

Ning Chen and others came to the backyard.

Du Bu saw Ning Chen and ran over happily.

Ning Chen, who was originally laughing, suddenly turned pale, covered his chest, and his face was full of pain.

He forced himself to leave the backyard.

Du Bu was stunned and felt very wronged...Why did the master run away again?

Roar! ! !

Du Bu let out a low roar to express his dissatisfaction.

The tiger roar made Ning Chen, who had just escaped to the outside of the courtyard, even worse. His legs softened in pain and he knelt on the ground, with beads of sweat oozing from his forehead.

Pan Yucheng and others were terrified and quickly supported Ning Chen.

"Prince, how are you?"

Ning Chen shook his head, and the pain in his chest was dissipating.

As long as he stayed away from Du Bu and didn't hear the tiger roar, he wouldn't feel so much pain.

Feng Qi was furious: "These charlatans dared to deceive me... Come on, bring the silver back to me, break their legs and throw them out of the house."

Ning Chen said: "Hand them over to Jiang Zhengyang for strict interrogation.

These six people cooperated well and must know each other. I guess they are an organization, and this organization must have more than these six people... This kind of cheating gang must be eliminated, otherwise it will become a disaster."