The years when I explored the fairyland

The night is deep,

Xue Mansion, inner house, in the living room.

A fine banquet has been set on the table, and all the expected guests have taken their seats.

Although there were not many people, only about five or six, any one of them would be a prominent figure in the entire Baisha City.

As for Xue Nu, the chief steward of the Xue Mansion, he had already changed into plain clothes. He was standing by with a slightly hunched back, holding a pot of wine.

And sitting at the top was his master, the head of the Xue family, the county magistrate of Baisha City, Xue Minghua.

Judging from the appearance, he is somewhat similar to Xue Nu, with the same body shape and handsome appearance, and the same gorgeous clothes.

If it weren't for the huge difference in the face, maybe Xue Nu was a replica of him.

After waving his hands, he said: "Since everyone is here, let's have a banquet. Xue Nu, pour some wine for the adults, and then talk about the matter."

"Yes, Master!"

Xue Nu responded and immediately started to move. He first filled the bowl for his master.

In order, he filled the glasses of wine for the guests one by one, and told the detailed process of going to Xuanzhen Temple in the past few days.

He didn't dare to add fuel to the fire. He just made his conversation with Chu Zhou clear. At the end, he added a sentence full of malice:

"Perhaps, after the death of Master Xuanzhen, that little guy really thought that he could inherit such a big business. He was a little too arrogant. He actually dared to threaten us?"

"Oh? What's the threat? I've seen that little Taoist priest, doesn't he seem to be bold?" A young voice sounded, he turned the cup and asked with interest:

Xue Nu opened his mouth to continue the arrangement, but the voice of the head of the Xue family rang out at the right time: "It's not important. What's important is that he refused, and he refused us twice.

Therefore, we should not give him a third chance. "

"Then let's do what we discussed before. He's just a fifteen-year-old guy. With two more children, what kind of trouble can he make?"

The person who spoke this time was an old voice, with the unique richness of the elderly, but the words he spoke were even more arrogant: "If you ask me, I should have taken action long ago, why bother with procrastinating for so many days? ?”

The head of the Xue family shook his head: "I am the county magistrate, and everyone is a respectable person, so we should be able to live up to our reputation.

The best thing is to leave no hidden dangers in legal terms! "

The old voice didn't seem to be afraid of the county magistrate at all. He opened his mouth and said, "The problem is, in the end, don't you still have to use force? It's like taking off your pants and farting, which is unnecessary."

The smile on the Xue family head's face froze, but he just took a deep look at the old man and returned to normal.

He smiled and said to the others: "In any case, we have waited for so many days, which can be regarded as giving Xuanzhen old Taoist face enough. We will wait until his funeral before taking action. No one can find fault!

After all, our family is not the only one in Baisha City, we still have to take care of other people. "

"That's true."

This time it was the young man who agreed, but after a pause, he asked again: "Do you think that Taoist Master Chu has inherited some of Xuanzhen's abilities?

For example, the secret technique of controlling ghosts? "

As soon as these words came out, there was silence for a moment, but then several people laughed again, and then the head of the Xue family spoke up: "Do you really think that Master Xuanzhen sincerely accepts those three disciples?

Just use them as slaves!

Moreover, given Xuanzhen's sophisticated temperament, do you really think he would pass on his ability to keep things under control to others? "

Another energetic voice sounded: "In my opinion, it's hard to say whether the secret technique of controlling ghosts really exists or not?

If it were true, Master Xuanzhen would not have his head cut off without any resistance at the hands of that one-horned ghost. "

"You can't say for sure. After all, you know about the existence of secret techniques. No one can figure out what the side effects are?

Does it need to be prepared in advance to use it?

It is also common for boats to capsize in the gutter! "

"That's true!"

The head of the Xue family waved his hand and said: "These are not things that need to be discussed now. There is no need. After we take down the Xuanzhen Temple and find the secret technique, we can each make a copy.

As for the property, fields and shops, should they be divided according to the previous proportions? Does anyone have any opinions? "

"I don't have one here!"

"No!"

"So be it!"

"I don't have any objection either."

As long as there is no obvious change in strength, there is no objection to the matter that has been established as a rule, and everyone agrees quickly.

At the end, the head of the Xue family stood up and said, "In that case, let's drink this cup to the full, and I wish you all to add another three points to your family's heritage."

"Yin Sheng!"

"Yin Sheng!"

The group of people settled the matter happily and drank all the wine in the glass. After putting down the glass, the head of the Xue family waved casually.

What he meant was to let Xue Nu pour the wine!

Because it was a conspiracy, it was difficult for singers and others to participate, so the chief executive of the Xue family was asked to help pour the wine.

However, at ordinary times, Xue Nu is also a smart person, and he will make arrangements automatically without saying anything.

But this time, this time, even though there was a clear instruction, Xue Nu's movements were still not seen.

This made the head of the Xue family frown, and a look of anger flashed across his fat face, feeling that he had lost face.

But when he looked up, he saw several other people looking at his side with stiff eyes, as if they had seen a ghost.

The head of the Xue family frowned more tightly, turned his head instinctively, and then jumped up in surprise.

Xue Nu was standing nearby in a daze, shaking like a sieve, his eyes were completely black, his face was full of tangled and painful expressions, his mouth kept opening and closing, but he couldn't make any sound.

There were also gusts of cold wind blowing, penetrating into the room through the gaps in the doors and windows.

Even though there were braziers burning all around, the cold air was still pervasive, and people were shivering with cold.

"What's going on?"

The young man spoke with a trembling voice, his face was terrified, and he stammered: "Could it be, could it be that secret technique to control ghosts? Ghost, ghosts are coming?"

Where there are fears, there are naturally brave ones. The arrogant old man snorted coldly and said, "You are a ghost pretending to be a ghost, let me see what you can do?"

As he said this, the blood and qi in his body rose like a furnace. After dispelling some of the cold wind, he pounced forward again and blasted out with both hands like hammers!

Obviously, this old man is a real master, at least he has entered the realm of practicing Zang. His every move is like a giant beast rampaging, and his fists bring a series of rumbling sounds.

And his fists really hit Xue Nu.

How could Xue Nu withstand a punch from a practicing Zang martial artist?

He was like a kite with a broken string, directly breaking through the window and flying out.

However, the old man held back this blow, not because he cared about Xue Nu's life, but purely to prevent accidents.

But this blow also took half of Xue Nu's life, and even beat him into a stalemate.

After landing, he vomited blood in large mouthfuls, but he still couldn't help looking around in horror, and muttered "Don't come over, don't come over" in his mouth, as if there was some terrifying existence chasing him.

And such a big movement naturally alarmed the guards of Xue Mansion.

Many guards, servants, and even martial artists gathered here with guns and sticks.

But looking at the crazy butler, they seemed a little at a loss.

Then, they saw that Xue Nu's eyes turned black again, his whole body suddenly trembled, and he was stiff in the same place.

But this time, he was not motionless, but had a weird smile on his face.

After looking around, he raised his hands, grabbed his hair and neck at the same time, and tried to pull it up.

That feeling was extremely weird, as if he was going to take off his head!

But the problem is, he really did it.

I saw the skin and flesh separated, the tendons and bones broken, and I don’t know where he got such strength to tear his head apart.

The headless body was still in the same place, only blood rushed, spurting several meters high, and then falling like raindrops.

It dyed the ground red and splashed on the faces and bodies of the martial artists around the guards.

Even though they have been practicing martial arts for many years and have seen blood before, at this moment, they were all terrified and retreated, screaming.

In the spurting blood, there was a gloomy wind, and it seemed that a ghost had appeared.

He turned his head to look at the living room, grinned, and then disappeared again.

In the living room, several big figures did not look much better, especially the head of the Xue family, who even lost some of his manners: "What, what is this?"

"Evil ghost! What else could it be?"

The speaker was another old man, his face was relatively calm, and he even took out the wine pot and poured himself a glass of wine.

But looking at his trembling hands, you can also know that he is not much better.

Facing everyone's gaze, he said: "A few years ago, I was also lucky enough to see the scene of the old Taoist Xuanzhen controlling ghosts and killing people. At that time, it was just like now."

"Isn't the old Taoist Xuanzhen dead? Can a dead person control ghosts?"

"But his apprentice is still alive! Our young Taoist Chu doesn't seem as simple as he looks on the surface."

Looking up again, he looked at everyone and said: "I think it's better to reconsider our previous plan."

"Those who practice secret arts are mostly weird and unpredictable!

And those who control ghosts may not be strong in frontal fighting, but as long as the snake is not killed, we estimate that we will not be able to sleep well in the future."

...

Xuanzhen Temple,

In the bedroom.

Chu Zhou threw away the gloomy wooden sign in his hand, fell on the bed with a pale face, and gasped heavily.

This kind of ghost control and killing is really killing one thousand enemies and losing eight hundred of your own, and the consumption of blood and energy is really too exaggerated.

Fortunately, the first shot was still effective.

And the death of Xue Nu should be a deterrent to some people, right?

As long as he can be given some time, he will have more room for maneuver.

Of course, "Ghost Technique" has some limitations after all, and Chu Zhou has no clear vision when controlling ghosts and killing people.

So, he didn't know that he killed Xue Nu in public at a gathering of big shots.

He didn't know how fast the news spread.

It was just one night, and what happened in Xue Mansion had spread throughout Baisha City.

And this time the deterrence was far more successful than Chu Zhou imagined.

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