What kind of evil method is this? This is the righteous method.

"Taoist Priest, will everything be okay?"

Hu Daji was very worried. She was a demon. Although she couldn't see the evil spirit, she could feel the terror contained in it.

"What's the matter?" Lin Fan asked.

Hu Daji said: "It was the Taoist priest who breathed in the evil spirit for that old woman."

Lin Fan waved his hand and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter, Pindao is full of great righteousness. A mere evil spirit is nothing. Don't underestimate Pindao's righteousness."

ah! right! right! right!

Dao Changzheng turned red.

The two women silently agreed without any intention of refuting.

Lin Fan was in a very happy mood at this time. He originally wanted to accumulate merit to four points and use it to upgrade his spells, but he gave him an inherited skill without saying a word. How could he watch his family be destroyed and his descendants extinct?

Keep hanging out.

…

"Taoist Master, this is the most famous opera singer in our Xinghua Town. Sometimes the troupe will perform outside and sing for ordinary people like us."

Lin Fan was wandering around the town and found that it was very lively. After asking, he learned about the situation from others.

Singing opera?

Xiaosheng?

This reminded him of the autumn evening girl who threw herself into the river to commit suicide.

Could it be just for this niche?

"Donor, can I ask you some gossip?"

"Ah? What gossip?"

Upon hearing the gossip, this commoner's eyes visibly lit up.

"Did Zhang Qiuwan, Wang Juren's concubine, jump into the river yesterday because of this little boy?"

"Huh? Is it true that the Taoist Master is saying that Wang Juren's concubine threw herself into the river for him?"

"Donor, I didn't say that."

"I understand, I understand. I secretly told the Taoist priest that I had long suspected that Zhang Qiuwan was having an affair with this pretty boy."

Lin Fan smiled and did not continue to inquire. Instead, he turned and left. After walking far away, he looked back at the young man who was singing on the stage and laughed.

After he left.

The people who had just gotten the gossip were frantically sharing it with the people around them.

"What? What are you talking about? Wang Juren's concubine jumped into the river and committed suicide for that opera singer?"

"Yeah, I told you, don't spread it."

"Don't worry, I have a very tight mouth."

The first wave of gossip is over.

The second wave begins.

"What are you talking about? Zhang Qiuwan's proposal was rejected by that young man, and he drowned himself in shame?"

"It's absolutely true. Er Mazi told me that personally. How can it be false? But don't spread it randomly."

"Don't worry, I've always been tight-lipped."

The third wave is mighty.

"You know what?"

"What do you know?"

"Wang Juren's concubine wanted to elope with an opera singer. If she was rejected, she would jump into the river and threaten her."

"Huh? Who did you listen to?"

"I tell you secretly, I heard it from Sangouzi. You can't tell others, you have to keep it a secret."

"Don't worry."

…

Night, inn.

Lin Fan held the paper book presented by the old woman and read it with gusto.

The content is not profound. It talks too much about the taboos of paper-tying and has many restrictions. Of course, these are for ordinary people. For a practitioner like him who is full of righteousness, there are no taboos.

"The person who can invent this kind of skill is really powerful. He is definitely a being who can communicate with ghosts and gods."

He sighed as he studied further.

The data surface changes.

[Spell: Paper Tie Technique (0/50 before entry)]

The proficiency level is not high, even if you think about it, how high it can be.

However, with the advancement of merit, even an ordinary to extreme spell can gradually transform into a shocking Dharma or even a magical power, or even a Tao.

After watching the paper-tying technique, he thought of the opera singer he had been during the day.

As soon as my heart moved, a gray shadow ghost imprinted on my back appeared in front of me. This ghost had a withered face and no trace of blood. It was covered in gray clothes and stood in the corner with its head lowered. It was indeed scary.

"go."

Under his control, the gray shadow ghost came out of the wall, blended into the darkness, and did not take the initiative to reveal itself. Ordinary people would not be able to detect it, unless their perception was extremely strong and they could detect anything amiss.

Lin Fan's gaze had turned into that of the gray shadow ghost.

See everything outside.

Soul refining is really good.

In the future, when he encounters a dangerous place, in order to ensure his own safety, he can control these ghosts to explore the way for him inside.

If you think about it carefully, none of the spells you have learned are useless.

theater.

There were no lights, only one room was lit.

The gray shadow ghost shuttled unscrupulously, not noticing that there was an altar over there, with a statue of Emperor Huaguang enshrined on it.

Sudden.

A golden light suddenly appeared.

The controlled gray shadow ghost retreated continuously. Lin Fan, who was staying in the inn, was quite surprised. He saw the statue with the gray shadow ghost's sight. He did not expect that in today's world where immortals and gods disappeared, the statue still had power.

Seeing the incense candle still burning, I understood.

This was not because Emperor Huaguang had a spirit, but because the statue was enshrined by people in the theater and gradually gained a scent of incense.

It’s okay, let’s take a detour.

If the immortals and gods of the world were still there, still enjoying the incense in the world, it was not the golden light that scared them away, but the divine will of Huaguang that came and killed the Gray Shadow Ghost Town on the spot.

Back room.

The night is beautiful.

Inside the house, the opera singer named Ma Quanyong was not a native of Xinghua Town, but came here with the troupe two months ago. As soon as the show started, it became very popular, causing the women of Xinghua Town to scream.

In particular, Wang Juren's concubine Zhang Qiuwan is very interesting to her.

At this time, Ma Quanyong was sitting in front of the dressing table, combing his long hair in front of the mirror. Even though it was getting very late, he was still doing it in front of the dressing table. Either he was so beautiful or there was something wrong with him.

Ma Quanyong looked in the mirror. The face in the mirror was so handsome that it could fascinate thousands of girls, and Zhang Qiuwan was obsessed with this face.

"This face is really pretty."

Ma Quanyong muttered to himself, twisting his chin with both hands. Who would have thought that he would tear off the skin on his face? In the eyes of the gray shadow ghost, the other person's face was extremely ugly, as if it had been burned by flames. Similar.

Even Lin Fan was shocked.

He was actually wearing a human skin mask.

At this moment, Ma Quanyong opened a wooden box, and there was another human skin face lying inside, covering his face, and he suddenly turned into another man.

If any common people who have seen Wang Juren see it, they will definitely exclaim in surprise.

Isn't this Wang Juren?

"It's almost time. As long as Wang Zhong is poisoned by Qiu Wan, I can pretend to be Wang Zhong. I will have fame and wealth, and my life..."

"who?"

Suddenly, Ma Quanyong felt the slightest chill, and turned around to look at the door. He didn't find anyone. Could it be that it was an illusion just now?

…

Inn.

Lin Fan put the gray and black shadow on his back, but he didn't expect to find such a secret.

Without thinking much, it was not too late.

Take out the flesh spirit incense and start practicing. You cannot stop practicing at any time. You must persevere, otherwise it will be very bad if you encounter powerful demons and evil spirits.

The next day.

Street vendors.

"Old man, this poor man came to Xinghua Town for the first time, but he heard that there is a candidate here. I wonder how that candidate is doing?"

Lin Fan and the two girls were eating bean curd. It was salty and very delicious.

"Taoist Priest, you don't know that Wang Juren in our town is a good man, both civil and military, and he is well-known as a good person in our town. But as far as I know, those are all the good deeds of Mrs. Wang. Our Mrs. Wang is a good housekeeper. She manages the Wang family in an orderly manner and often gives food and clothing to people in the town. If a family member is sick and has no money to treat them, then go to Mrs. Wang. She will definitely make arrangements. ”

Speaking of Mrs. Wang's kind deeds, the husband was very energetic and talked endlessly.

It can be seen that this Mrs. Wang is very popular with the people.

Lin Fan said: "I heard someone said that Wang Juren's concubine seemed to have jumped into the river to die for the opera singer. Is this true or false?"

"Hey, how can this be false? There are rumors everywhere in the town that they say they have noses and eyes. I think it must be true. Alas, didn't you make the Wang family lose face by saying this? I don't know what Wang Juren thinks. Yes, you actually accepted such a bitch, it’s really ruining the family style.”

Eight oil seeds?

Who is this guy?

Never heard of it.

However, from the exchange with his father-in-law, he concluded that Wang Juren and Mrs. Wang were not bad. In his opinion, Xinghua Town was really lucky to be so peaceful.

If the places he had experienced were to be successful, the common people would not even be able to live a good life.

The two women buried their heads in drinking the bean curd without interrupting.

They followed the Taoist and learned nothing else. The only thing they learned was the process before the Taoist killed someone, which was to find out what the target looked like in the hearts of the people.

After the meal, Lin Fan stood up and took the two girls towards the royal residence.

He wanted to meet in person.

…

"Excuse me, who are you looking for?"

A servant looked at the door of Wang's house and saw a Taoist priest coming to the door and asking.

"Xuan Dian, a poor man, is here to pay a visit to Wang Juren and Mrs. Wang. Please let me know." Lin Fan said with a smile.

Seeing the extraordinary temperament of the Taoist priest, the servant kept saying: "Please wait a moment, Taoist priest, I will go and report now."

Soon, two figures followed the servants.

The man walking in front looks upright, and the woman beside him is wearing a little makeup, looking generous, dignified and virtuous.

"Wang Zhong, what's the matter with you?" Wang Juren asked with clasped fists.

Nowadays, the Taoist sect is not prosperous, and most of them are even labeled as liars, specializing in deceiving and abducting, without any real level.

"Xuan Dian, a poor man, passed by Xinghua Town and learned that Wang Juren and Mrs. Wang were well-known and kind-hearted people here. He also learned that Mrs. Wang had a hidden disease. He had no other abilities, but he had some slight medical skills. Come and see what you have achieved." Lin Fan said.

"Ah?" Wang Juren was stunned for a moment, then said enthusiastically, "Taoist Priest, please come inside."

"Excuse me."

For Wang Juren, his biggest worry was that his wife was unable to have children. As the saying goes, there are three types of unfilial piety, and the worst is not having children. How could he not be so anxious? He didn't know how many doctors he called, but they were all helpless.

Although he has taken a concubine, he is not blind to how the concubine is.

I really want to give him a son.

Will my wife have a good life in the future?

He often told his wife that he should forget about it and kick Qiu Wan out of the house, so that we can cut off the roots of the Wang family from now on, but his wife stopped him, saying that he had promised his mother-in-law that he must leave a descendant for the Wang family.

She can mess around if she wants, as long as she doesn't defeat the Wang family.

You tell me, where can I find such a lady?

How could he be sorry?

I'm really sorry, not to mention that I can't forgive myself, I'm afraid the entire Xinghua Town will poke his spine.

inside the hall.

The servant brought tea.

"Taoist priest, please have tea." Wang Zhong didn't know whether the Taoist priest in front of him had real ability, but he would not give up if he had the chance.

"Thank you."

Lin Fan smiled. Under the prying eyes of merit, these two were indeed not evil people, and Mrs. Wang had a bodhisattva heart and was blessed with great blessings.

Blessings are a very mysterious thing.

At least he has never seen it on others since he came down the mountain.

"Taoist Priest, to be honest, my wife was stabbed in the abdomen by a gangster when she tried to save me. She lay in bed for several months before she was rescued. But since then, she has been unable to...sigh."

Wang Zhong sighed, his eyes looking very sad.

Lin Fan said: "Wang Juren, don't worry. Pindao knows Mrs. Wang's situation. If he wasn't sure, why would he come here?"

"Taoist Priest, do you need to take medicine?"

He was afraid that the Taoist priest would give medicine to his wife like other doctors.

If this really happened, he would have to think about it carefully.

It's three parts of medicine and poison.

Once upon a time, my wife took a lot of medicine and her health was a little bad.

To be honest, he still doesn't trust the Taoist priest too much.

"Pindao never takes medicine when he sees a doctor."

"Oh, that's good, that's good."

Right now.

Before anyone arrived, a scent of fragrance flowed over mischievously.

"Okay, you stinky Taoist priest, how dare you show up." A beautiful figure appeared, and it was Zhang Qiuwan who jumped into the river to seek death.

Wang Zhong slammed the table angrily, "Why are you talking to the Taoist Priest? You are neither big nor small."

"Master, it's him. I fell into the river. It's this stinky Taoist priest who refused to save me. If my Xianglian hadn't come to find me, I might have drowned long ago." Zhang Qiuwan burst into tears as soon as he said it. , without any hint of brewing.

If this were placed in the entertainment industry, someone named Zhang would definitely take a breath and give a thumbs up.

An old actor, this guy is an old actor.

Lin Fan looked indifferent and said, "This female donor, Pindao has never met you. How can you open your mouth to slander Pindao?"

"Stinky Taoist, do you dare to do this or admit it?" Zhang Qiuwan screamed, with a tendency to turn into a shrew.

"Wang Juren, who is this?"

Wang Zhong said awkwardly: "Taoist Priest, this is my concubine."

"Oh." Lin Fan looked at Zhang Qiuwan and said slowly: "To say something to offend the donor, this Qiuwan donor looks extremely bad. Look at her sunken nose, which shows that she has a strong personality, is sharp, and is contentious. Aggressive, gossiping, refusing to give in when things are right, causing no peace in the family, being mean, making the home difficult to live in, prone to sexual harassment, failing in nine out of ten things, and having little financial gain.

Talk a lot.

Feeling that her mouth was dry, she quickly drank a cup of tea. Before the confused Zhang Qiuwan came to her senses, she asked: "Her birth date?"

Wang Zhong, who was also confused, couldn't help but speak out.

Lin Fan quickly counted with his fingers, with a look of shock on his face, "Oops, oops, it's really too bad."

"Ah? Taoist Priest, what's wrong?" Wang Zhong asked hurriedly. Zhang Qiuwan on the side scolded like a shrew, but Wang Zhong scolded him to shut up. Instead, he looked nervously at the Taoist Priest with a look of embarrassment on his face.

Lin Fan pretended to be embarrassed, "I shouldn't say much, but there are some things I have to say. Is Wang Juren feeling cold even though the sun is shining brightly?"

"Ah? Yes." Wang Zhong nodded hurriedly, feeling a little chilly.

Lin Fan nodded. It's okay to have chills. If he didn't get chills, wouldn't the ghosts behind the poor man be in vain?

"The benefactor's birth date in Qiuwan means that it hurts the husband and harms the child. It drains the energy of the official star. It is completely harmful to you and the entire Wang family." Lin Fan said.

"You fart." Zhang Qiuwan howled.

Lin Fanli ignored it and said, "Wang Juren, is the family of the benefactor of this autumn evening in decline?"

"Yes." Wang Zhong nodded wildly.

"That's it. Not only will it harm our family, but also our husband's family. I would like to advise Mr. Wang to make plans early." Lin Fan said.

"ah?"

Wang Zhong opened his mouth, completely frightened.

"Master, don't listen to this stinking Taoist priest's nonsense." Zhang Qiuwan was numb, completely numb.

She didn't expect this stinky Taoist priest to be so ruthless, and he simply said nothing good about her.

Wang Zhong, who was sitting there, was obviously frightened. Seeing Qiu Wan approaching, he subconsciously wanted to stretch his foot and kick her away. Fortunately, Qiu Wan noticed it and didn't dare to get too close.

Wang Zhong took a deep breath, calmed down the fear in his heart, raised his hand and pointed outside, "You go back to your room first, I will find you later."

"master……"

"roll."

"Oh, just get out."

Zhang Qiuwan glanced at Lin Fan angrily, wiped away tears, and left unwillingly.

The two women standing behind Lin Fan sighed.

The current Taoist priest is really too gentle.

He was actually willing to say so many things to fight back against the other party.

Sure enough, some women are just voluptuous bitches.

The Taoist priest must have relented.

"Made the Taoist Master laugh." Wang Zhong was very embarrassed. As for whether what the Taoist Master said was true or false, he was not sure yet. If the Taoist Master could really cure his wife, it must be true, but if he couldn't cure her, it would be true. , that should be fake.

"It doesn't matter, let's show Mrs. Wang her body first."

"Thank you, Taoist priest."

Lin Fan sat next to Mrs. Wang, gestured to stretch out his wrist, put his two fingers together, and used his magic power to invade Mrs. Wang's body.

"Mrs. Wang, do you feel your body is a little warm?"

"Yes, yes, yes."

"Normally, this is a case of poor Taoist luck repairing the body." Lin Fan said with a smile.

Even though he doesn't know medical skills, the combination of magic power and poison poison is still very domineering. Mrs. Wang's physical condition is not a serious illness, but a trauma to the body's organs, which is naturally difficult to treat with ancient medical skills.

If this were put in modern times, there would be no problem with the surgery.

At this time, Mr. Wang watched intently, and the fire of hope in Mrs. Wang's heart burned again.

Do you feel that others may not know, but how could she not know?

The Taoist priest in front of him is capable.