Speaking of Ao Sheng.

In the Huang Mansion, the second richest man in Renjia Town, a group of people led by the head of the family Huang Baiwan were surrounding Qiu Sheng, who was covered in kiss marks, and were anxious with another young man with blue eyes and pale faces and thin bones.

"Master, what should I do?

Awei failed to save this little master Qiu Sheng and was also trapped in. What kind of bad luck did our Huang family make? How could he provoke a romantic ghost?"

In the crowd, a middle-aged woman in gorgeous clothes looked at the two people lying on the ground, and her tears couldn't stop falling.

Of course, the person who cried and mourned was Huang Wei, the son of the Huang family, who had nothing to do with Qiu Sheng, an orphan who only had an aunt.

"Cry, cry, cry, cry, you know what the use of crying. I didn't expect that Uncle Jiu's disciples are so unreliable.

Not only did he fail to kill the romantic ghost, he could not even save Awei from the temptation of the romantic ghost, and even got trapped himself.

The housekeeper, hurry up to the charity village outside the town to tell Uncle Jiu about the situation here. No matter what Uncle Jiu has at hand, you must invite him back to me.

Otherwise, let his disciple Qiu Sheng’s funeral be held with my Wei’er. If someone is accompanying me on the road to the underworld, my Wei’er will not be lonely.”

The person who gave the order was a wealthy man who looked very rich.

The people around the rich man Huang Baiwan are used to the cold-blooded and threatening words, not because Huang Baiwan often says it but because Huang Baiwan often does it.

If Uncle Jiu still perfunctory him, Huang Baiwan would definitely be able to let Qiu Sheng bury his son for his death.

As a foreign surname, he can become the second richest in Renjia Town, how could his methods not be cruel and fierce?

Time went back to last night. Qiu Sheng, who was interested in making a fortune in the Huang Mansion, prepared quite well for this business.

The yellow talisman that specializes in restraining ghosts can indicate the Eight Trigrams compass where the ghosts are located, the money sword blessed by human fortune, and the grapefruit leaves that can open the Yin and Yang eyes after soaking in the moonlight water for a day.

It can be said that he has prepared everything that ordinary Taoist priests can prepare for dealing with ghosts, and he has almost gone through a lot of trouble to set up a magic altar to pretend.

That's right, Qiu Sheng, who has a low magic power or a Taoist boy, is useless even if he puts down the altar. The pitiful magic power in his body is not enough to allow him to drive the altar to all kinds of wonderful uses.

Logically speaking, Qiu Sheng, who was well prepared, relied on his equipment. After encountering ghosts, even if he couldn't kill them or lowered his expectations, he would not be injured by ghosts.

But the truth is that this guy fell.

He also shocked the enemy, causing the ghost who had run into a guest with Huang Wei, the son of the Huang family, to give up the concept of sustainable development and directly plundered the souls of the two of them to prepare a meal for a clean meal.

Uncle Jiu, who had just solved the poison of Wencai's body, had not had time to take a breath, and learned from the Huangfu house that his other disciple Qiu Sheng had also made a fuss.

Comparing Wang Yu who was on the mission at the same time as them, Uncle Jiu almost fainted without breathing.

After barely packing up two handy magic weapons, Uncle Jiu followed the Huangfu butler and walked towards the town.

Seeing this, Wang Yu, who was interested in joining the team in this matter, joined the team silently with the Tianzan Qinglu Sword.

After a cup of tea, the group of three stepped into the Huang Mansion and saw Qiu Sheng and Huang Wei still lying on the ground.

Before getting guidance from professionals, the people in the Huang family really didn't dare to move these two masters at will.

I was afraid that the first scene would be seriously damaged due to their unprofessionality, so I misled Uncle Jiu who came to investigate the scene later.

Uncle Jiu was very moved by such an attitude, and Wang Yu was very disdainful.

Do you think this is the secret room murder case in Conan's theatrical version, and still keep it original?

I feel so idle!

Uncle Jiu, who was moved and speechless, knew that everyone was very busy and anxious, and he didn't even greet Huang Baiwan, the rich man.

He bent down straight to investigate the current situation of Qiu Sheng and Huang Wei.

After rolling his eyelids and looking at the tongue coating, the knowledgeable uncle Jiu learned about the status of the two of them: "Master Huang, the reason why the young master and the bad disciples were unconscious is because they both lost their souls.

When the bad disciple was waiting beside Mr. Ling last night, I wonder if there were any strange phenomena in this room?"

Huang Baiwan, who had seen Ren Weiyong's body with his own eyes that day, saw that Uncle Jiu found out the reason why his son was unconscious when he arrived, and immediately gave up his plan to turn against him.

"Uncle Jiu, after Master Qiu Sheng came to our mansion yesterday, he drove all the people who served Wei'er in my mansion out of this yard.

I really don’t know what happened in this yard last night!”

"Yes, I saw Master Qiu Sheng's confident appearance last night, so I didn't leave any arrangements for someone to observe in the yard. I knew it would be like this..."

"Hmm... The woman is talking nonsense, someone comes and sends her wife back to her room to rest.

The housekeeper, it’s almost noon, just arrange the kitchen and just get some steamed buns and buns to deliver them here.

My Wei'er doesn't wake up all day and I can't eat! I guess Uncle Jiu is similar to me, right?"

As he spoke, Huang Baiwan, the rich rich man, had a little crying voice.

This pretending attitude made Uncle Jiu both embarrassed and ashamed.

If he didn't lose his temper yesterday, he let the two apprentices do this business, and as for Huang Wei, who was originally listless all day, was suddenly hooked by ghosts.

Uncle Jiu, who felt a fever on his face slowly, had no other choice but to stammer and respond to Huang Baiwan: "Mr. Huang, don't worry.

The bad disciple Qiu Sheng and Ling Gongzi Huang Wei lost their souls for only one night.

Their bodies are well preserved, and as long as I cast spells and recall their souls, they will wake up later.

Wang Yu, please go back to Yizhuang and get a set of magic weapons for the altar. Wen can find out that everything is there.

Mr. Huang, time is in a hurry. Please raise the offerings placed on the altar table when ordinary people worship their ancestors on weekdays."

Seeing that Uncle Jiu came from home for a moment and came up with a solution, Huang Baiwan's eyes lit up immediately. Sure enough, the old wizards have real skills these days.

Huang Baiwan, who was anxious about his son's life, was afraid that when he ordered his servants to prepare fruit offerings, Wang Yu would be frustrated when he returned to the Qiyi Village to obtain the magic weapon used in the altar.

He also specially assigned a young and strong servant to follow Wang Yu to help move things.

This made Wang Yu feel comfortable.

Wang Yu, who returned to the Yizhuang Village, took the Wencai who had recovered and sorted out all the things he used to set up the altar.

The young and strong servants from the commander Huang's mansion put all the things in a basket and carried them back to Huang's mansion.

After the altar was set in accordance with the form passed down from Maoshan since ancient times, the sunset had set in the west again.

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