The person who came to him was not Taoist Priest Simu, but a Taoist priest that Wang Youde had never heard of.
The Taoist name is very scary, called Xun Zhenzi.
As the saying goes, "If a staff officer does not have a leader, he will not even fart; if a Taoist number is accompanied by a son, it can determine the death of ghosts and gods."
The word ‘zi’ after a Taoist priest’s name cannot be added randomly. In ancient times, those whose Taoist names were called ‘such and such a son’ were all masters of the Taoist discipline at the level of the founder.
Nowadays, the world is in chaos, and the monks are unruly and unruly, but those who dare to call them "son of so-and-so" must be powerful.
Therefore, Wang Youde was naturally worried when he learned that such a person came to trouble Yunsong.
Yun Song said there was no need to worry because he was scared to death.
Xun Zhenzi's effort to cause trouble was very great.
He gathered many people to find the Wang family's mansion, and then climbed up to the Wang family's gate tower, standing proudly on it with an outstanding posture.
When Yun Song went out, what he saw was a rich and handsome middle-aged Taoist priest standing on a high place.
The wind blew, and his clothes were fluttering and his sleeves were long. He just had to hang a sign on his body that said "I am a master".
Seeing Yunsong's appearance, Xunzhenzi sneered, stamped his feet, and flew down from the gatehouse like a big bird.
Seeing this, the people in the town all exclaimed, Wang's house is a wealthy family, and the gate tower must be four or five meters high. It is quite amazing to jump from such a high gate tower.
Yunsong thought it was nothing.
Back then, he participated in a parkour club in college, and their president could jump from three floors down. Later, when Yun Song was pushing his wheelchair, he introduced him that there was no technical content in jumping from high places, as long as he had a lot of life.
Xunzhenzi landed and stood opposite Yunsong.
He made a gesture with his hands and said: "The yin and yang are looking at each other, just like a horse flying down into the sky; I have inherited from my master Sun Jizu and have been stepping on ghosts and wearing purple robes for generations! This junior brother is so polite as a poor Taoist seeking truth!"
What the other party said was confusing. Fortunately, Yun Song had read "Tianmu Wei Qi Tan" and knew that he was talking about Jianghu Spring Point.
He is announcing his sect, and his sect is in the opening poem.
However, "Tianmu Wei Qi Tan" did not record this spring point, and Yun Song did not know how to repay it.
So he thought for a while and said: "Xia, Shang and Western Zhou, Eastern Zhou are divided into two periods, Spring and Autumn Period and Warring States, unify Qin and Han! It is divided into three parts, Wei, Shu and Wu, two Jins extend forward and backward, Southern and Northern Dynasties stand side by side, Sui, Tang and Five Dynasties!"
"This Taoist brother, Xiao Daoyun Songzi is also polite!"
Xun Zhenzi was stunned. He looked straight at Yun Song with his mouth slightly open, looking silly and innocent.
He has never heard of Yunsong’s spring point!
But Yunsong's words were fluent and grand, and they were "unified", "three-part" and "simultaneous". It didn't sound like nonsense. It was completely the history of divisions and mergers of the great sects over the years.
Xun Zhenzi has traveled around the world for many years and knows a lot about various schools and sects.
But without the Internet these days, it was impossible for him to know the spring points of all sects, so Yun Song frightened him with one operation.
He suppressed the arrogance on his face and said coldly: "Supreme Master Fu Sheng, Junior Brother, what you did yesterday was a bit excessive, wasn't it?"
Yun Song frowned and said, "Brother Dao, what are you talking about? What did Xiaodao do yesterday?"
Xun Zhenzi regarded his question as deliberately pretending to be confused, and sneered: "Okay, if you don't admit it, forget it, but senior brother, I traveled across the mountains and ridges to come to this mountain town. You can't let senior brother come back empty-handed, right?"
"Senior brother, you can let go of what happened yesterday. You have to step back and leave the matters in this town to be handled by senior brother."
Yun Song didn't understand what he was talking about, but what he meant was that there was something in the old town that needed them to deal with, and now Xun Zhenzi wanted to deal with it.
If Xun Zhenzi came to him in private and explained the matter clearly, Yunsong would definitely give in.
Because he was looking for a reason to leave the old town.
But today, Xun Zhenzi came to the door in a coaxing manner. After arriving, he first climbed onto the roof and then jumped off the building. He called him "senior brother" and opened and closed his mouth to sneer——
What does it mean? Is this a convulsion or a cold?
Why do I have to stay away when you come to my door? I, Yun Songzi, don’t want to lose face.
Yun Song said displeasedly: "Brother Dao, just tell me what you have to say. You are the big brother of Xiaodao. There must be something wrong with you coming here today."
"If you have anything to say, just say it. If Xiaodao can handle it, we will definitely handle it for you. If we can't handle it, I hope you can understand Xiaodao's difficulties."
Xun Zhenzi frowned and flicked his long sleeves, and the sword on his waist swayed with a soft crisp sound.
He said: "It seems that junior brother is going to pretend to be confused to the end. Well, senior brother, I won't talk nonsense. Let's see the real deal!"
As the words fell, cold light hovered, and the sword instantly appeared in his hand.
Yun Song didn't even see clearly how he drew his sword!
This is a master!
Holding the sword in hand, Xun Zhenzi's steps were like a dragon and a snake, backing up more than ten steps.
The figure is like the wind.
There were some knowledgeable people in the crowd who were watching the excitement. When they saw this, they exclaimed: "Bu Gang Step Fight!"
Xun Zhenzi looked proud.
Yun Song didn't know what he was so proud of, but he could tell that the opponent was indeed very skilled. He should be a genuine martial arts master.
He waved his hand and said: "Wait a minute, brother Dao, you came to the door today and just said a few ambiguous words before taking action. Is this a clear intention to bully Xiaodao?"
Wang Youde stepped forward in cooperation and asked weakly: "This Taoist priest, you are going too far!"
Xun Zhenzi sneered again: "Humph, so what if the poor Taoist bullies others too much? Junior brother, when you killed the poor Taoist ghost slave last night, you should have thought of today."
Yesterday evening, the ghost slaves were killed.
Now things are clear!
Yun Song remembered the last words of the servant ghost, "My master", and also remembered what Gou Wenwu said, "I found a Taoist priest but the price was too high." The cause and effect of an incident suddenly appeared in his mind.
The servant ghost he killed was raised by Xunzhen's son.
This guy raised a ghost to scare Gou Dahu's family, and then came to help Gou Dahu's family catch the ghost, but the price was very high, Gou Wenwu was stingy and reluctant, and the two sides temporarily broke down.
As a result, Yun Song accidentally killed the troublemaker. When Xun Zhenzi found out about this, he thought he was deliberately going against him, so he came to trouble him today.
The other party didn't give him time to think.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Xun Zhenzi drew out his sword and quickly made a sword flower and said: "Junior brother, show your sword, let's cultivate to see the true chapter!"
When it comes to this matter, Yun Song doesn't talk nonsense.
He turned the bag on his back to his chest, reached out and took out the rifle, opened the safety lever and loaded the gun.
With a twist of his wrist, the shell gun was aimed horizontally at Xun Zhenzi.
Xun Zhenzi was dumbfounded!
The people who were watching the excitement quickly backed away when they saw him showing off his gun. The crowd screamed one after another:
"Box cannon!"
"Come on, come on, this is a foreign gun!"
"This gun is powerful, one bullet can break a person's head!"
Xun Zhenzi's face turned red, and he said angrily: "Junior brother, what do you mean?"
Now it was Yunsong's turn to sneer.
He sneered and said: "It's not interesting, brother Dao, this old town is Xiaodao's territory, you are here to be a dragon or a tiger, don't be shameless, you have to show your senior record in front of Xiaodao!"
"Tell you, you are not qualified!"
Xun Zhenzi had a bad temper, and he was about to rush, but Yun Song pressed down his wrist and fired two shots.
Suddenly there were two pits on the ground, and dust was flying.
Xun Zhenzi backed away in anger and shouted: "Junior brother, you actually used foreign gadgets to deal with our fellow disciples, you..."
"What are you? Xiaodao is here to give you a message," Yun Song interrupted him disdainfully, "Brother Dao, times have changed!"
Xun Zhenzi knew the power of the shell gun. He gritted his teeth and put away his sword and said: "Okay, you have the guts. But for us Taoist disciples, using guns is against the ancestral law, right?"
Yun Song said disdainfully: "Just use a sword to close it? When did Taoist ancestors ever use swords?"
Xun Zhenzi's forehead had veins popping out.
He gritted his teeth and said: "Okay, using a sword is not in accordance with the ancestral law, so we are all members of the Black Sect, and if I am guessing correctly, you are also a disciple of the Spiritual Sect.
"Then let's compare our spirits with our spirits and compete with our cultivation. How about that?"
Black sect member!
Disciples of the Psychic Sect!
Yun Song is aware of these two theories, and they are both recorded in "Tianmu Guiqi Tan".
The Black Sect is a general term, also called the deceitful way, as opposed to the righteous way of the famous sect.
It’s not that the Black Sect is a crooked sect, it can only be said that the magic they practice is not in line with the righteous sect, such as exorcising corpses, raising ghosts, and refining gu.
The Black Sect has four sects, four sects, and four generals, and the Spiritual Sect is one of the four sects. All monks who practice magic related to ghosts can be called Spiritual Sect disciples.
But Yunsong doesn't raise ghosts, he always turns into a ghost directly, and there is no such magical power under the deception.
So he firmly believed that he had nothing to do with the Black Sect.
Of course, even if there is a relationship, it cannot be acknowledged in front of the people.
The people are ignorant. To them, monsters and ghosts are evil and filthy, and they must not be contaminated.
In the eyes of the people, Black Sect disciples are crooked and evil.
Yun Song became anxious. He pointed his gun at Xun Zhenzi and shouted: "Slander, you are slandering, I will sue you for slander! Who is a disciple of the Spiritual Sect? I am not one, and Xiaodao is not!"
Xun Zhenzi was furious and argued subconsciously: "Why aren't you? How dare you say that you don't raise ghosts..."
"Slander, absolute slander!" Yun Song exclaimed exaggeratedly, "Who raises ghosts? Do you raise ghosts? Xiaodao does not raise ghosts!"
After Xun Zhenzi said those words, he regretted it. His expression changed drastically and he quickly said: "Fusheng Supreme Heavenly Lord, I just talked nonsense, and I certainly didn't raise ghosts!"
How can the people believe their words?
Now I really have to run away.
Taoist priests who raise ghosts cannot be touched!
Yun Song also wanted to run away.
However, Xun Zhenzi, a disciple of the Black Sect, has a psychological problem. He is not willing to be bullied by Yun Song and must win back no matter what.
He then said: "Junior brother, we are all Taoist disciples, there is no objection to this, right? Then let's use our Taoist skills to show off!"
"So," he looked at the people and asked, "there must be people in this town who have been harmed by witchcraft and witchcraft, right? Today, Pindao and my junior brother are competing in martial arts. We will compete in dispelling witchcraft and witchcraft to see who has the best practice.
Whoever is higher is more capable!"
Yunsong is disdainful and impatient, I have a gun, why should I fight with you?
He deliberately refused, but the people excitedly spoke first:
"How do you want to fight, Taoist Priest?"
"Hurry up, do it quickly, let's fight, hurry up and fight!"
"How to fight? Can you summon wind and rain? Can you spread the beans to make an army? Is there going to be a war?"
"A war? In a war, the dead are not allowed to eat? Then I will sit at the children's table."
The voice behind sounded familiar to Yun Song. He turned around and saw a tall, fat man standing behind the crowd, like a gasoline barrel turned into spirit. Who could it be if he wasn't a big elephant?
When they heard that the two were going to fight, the people in the town became very enthusiastic.
Their daily life is miserable, with no entertainment activities at all. Fights between husband and wife and beating of children are a lively matter that can be discussed in the streets for several days.
So now they have a unified attitude:
Chapter completed!