"I advise you not to do anything to this little boy."

Lin Zifeng stopped him. He had nothing to do with people cheating him of money. Anyway, it was not cheating him of his money. But this Qingyang Guanzhu wanted to harm people's lives, so the situation was completely different. He refused to save someone's life, which was against the benevolence of a doctor.

Heart.

It seems that the master of Qingyang Temple planned to use green silk powder to make black blood ooze from the little boy's body, so as to scare Luo Wenxue and Gu Shuxin, so that they could sit down and raise the price.

But at this time, the little boy's yin energy had already entered his body. If he was hit by the black hair powder again, his life might really be lost.

As soon as Lin Zifeng finished speaking, the master of Qingyang Temple frowned and said to Gu Shuxin in a deep voice:

"Ms. Gu, who is this? I cannot be interrupted when I am casting a spell. Your son has already been possessed by a demon. If you delay any longer, he may be dead. It is up to you what to do!"

Gu Shuxin's face changed suddenly when she heard this, and she said gloomily: "Su Wan'er, this is your friend. Otherwise, you should go back with your friend first, and wait for Master Qingyang Temple to finish casting the spell, and then come to my house to play next time."

Su Waner's face looked a little ugly. She ignored Gu Shuxin, but looked at Lin Zifeng and asked, "Lin Zifeng, what's wrong?"

Su Wan'er believed that Lin Zifeng would not be innocent. What Lin Zifeng said just now must mean something.

Lin Zifeng shook his head. Since the host had issued an order to expel the guest, he did not intend to continue to take care of it. His words to stop him were just out of the kindness of a doctor. However, since Gu Shuxin did not trust him so much, there was no need for him to stay any longer.

However, after Su Wan'er asked, Lin Zifeng still replied: "It's nothing, it's just that this person may kill the little boy in the future."

Upon hearing this, the master of Qingyang Temple changed his face, looked at Lin Zifeng coldly, and said angrily: "Huangkou kid, what are you talking nonsense here? I am casting a spell to save this child, what do you know?"

Lin Zifeng chuckled lightly, "I don't understand? Okay, I won't be able to clean up the mess by then, so I hope you can still be so arrogant."

After saying that, Lin Zifeng was ready to take the

Su Waner left, but the master of Qingyang Temple stopped Lin Zifeng in a sharp voice.

"Boy, stop, what do you mean by this? The reputation of my master, Qingyang Temple, cannot be slandered by anyone. Don't you believe it? I want you to see me cast a spell today."

Lin Zifeng paused and said, "Okay, I'll stay and see how you cast the spell!"

Qingyang Temple Master turned around and walked towards the little boy, and silently, Qingyang Temple Master released the green silk powder.

Judging from this movement, I guess I have practiced it a lot.

Then, the master of Qingyang Temple began to cast spells and chant, but he could not hear what he was saying clearly. But at this moment, the little boy suddenly fainted, his whole body began to tremble slightly, and black blood oozed from his skin.

At this time, the Qingyang Temple Master bit open the blood bag in his mouth, and a mouthful of dark red pig blood spurted out from his mouth.

"Ah!! This ghost is so fierce."

Qingyang Guanzhu's face changed drastically, and he looked like he was seriously injured.

Seeing this, Gu Shuxin and Luo Wenxue were extremely anxious and hurriedly knelt down.

"Master Qingyang Temple, you must save my son. As long as you save my son, I will reward you with another three million."

A hint of unnoticeable joy flashed across Qingyang Guanzhu's eyes, and it can be said that this trick he has tried has been successful time and time again.

"Boss Luo, Ms. Gu, don't worry. Even if Pindao risks my life, he will save Mr. Ling today."

Lin Zifeng, who was watching from the sidelines, admired the acting skills of this fake Taoist priest. His acting was so vivid.

The master of Qingyang Temple gave a low shout, held a peach wood sword and began to recite a spell quickly.

At the same time, the master of Qingyang Temple actually added some green silk powder.

"Huh, if you eat this one, you can retire." The owner of Qingyang Guan thought to himself. He was going to increase the amount of green silk powder and scare Gu Shuxin so that he could raise the price again.

But when Lin Zifeng saw this, he shook his head repeatedly. If he didn't take action, Qingyang Temple Master would definitely kill the little boy if he did this. "I advise you not to do anything to this little boy."

Lin Zifeng stopped him. He had nothing to do with people cheating him of money. Anyway, it was not cheating him of his money. But this Qingyang Guanzhu wanted to harm people's lives, so the situation was completely different. He refused to save someone's life, which was against the benevolence of a doctor.

Heart.

It seems that the master of Qingyang Temple planned to use green silk powder to make black blood ooze from the little boy's body, so as to scare Luo Wenxue and Gu Shuxin, so that they could sit down and raise the price.

But at this time, the little boy's yin energy had already entered his body. If he was hit by the black hair powder again, his life might really be lost.

As soon as Lin Zifeng finished speaking, the master of Qingyang Temple frowned and said to Gu Shuxin in a deep voice:

"Ms. Gu, who is this? I cannot be interrupted when I am casting a spell. Your son has already been possessed by a demon. If you delay any longer, he may be dead. It is up to you what to do!"

Gu Shuxin's face changed suddenly when she heard this, and she said gloomily: "Su Wan'er, this is your friend. Otherwise, you should go back with your friend first, and wait for Master Qingyang Temple to finish casting the spell, and then come to my house to play next time."

Su Waner's face looked a little ugly. She ignored Gu Shuxin, but looked at Lin Zifeng and asked, "Lin Zifeng, what's wrong?"

Su Wan'er believed that Lin Zifeng would not be innocent. What Lin Zifeng said just now must mean something.

Lin Zifeng shook his head. Since the host had issued an order to expel the guests, he did not intend to continue to control the guests. His words to stop him were just out of the kindness of a doctor. However, since Gu Shuxin did not trust him so much, there was no need for him to stay any longer.

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However, after Su Wan'er asked, Lin Zifeng still replied: "It's nothing, it's just that this person may kill the little boy in the future."

Upon hearing this, the master of Qingyang Temple changed his face, looked at Lin Zifeng coldly, and said angrily: "Huangkou kid, what are you talking nonsense here? I am casting a spell to save this child, what do you know?"

Lin Zifeng chuckled lightly, "I don't understand? Okay, I won't be able to clean up the mess by then, so I hope you can still be so arrogant."

After saying that, Lin Zifeng was ready to take the

Su Waner left, but the master of Qingyang Temple stopped Lin Zifeng in a sharp voice.

"Boy, stop, what do you mean by this? The reputation of my master, Qingyang Temple, cannot be slandered by anyone. Don't you believe it? I want you to see me cast a spell today."

Lin Zifeng paused and said, "Okay, I'll stay and see how you cast the spell!"

Qingyang Temple Master turned around and walked towards the little boy, and silently, Qingyang Temple Master released the green silk powder.

Judging from this movement, I guess I have practiced it a lot.

Then, the master of Qingyang Temple began to cast spells and chant, but he could not hear what he was saying clearly. But at this moment, the little boy suddenly fainted, his whole body began to tremble slightly, and black blood oozed from his skin.

At this time, the Qingyang Temple Master bit open the blood bag in his mouth, and a mouthful of dark red pig blood spurted out from his mouth.

"Ah!! This ghost is so fierce."

Qingyang Guanzhu's face changed drastically, and he looked like he was seriously injured.

Seeing this, Gu Shuxin and Luo Wenxue were extremely anxious and hurriedly knelt down.

"Master Qingyang Temple, you must save my son. As long as you save my son, I will reward you with another three million."

A hint of unnoticeable joy flashed across Qingyang Guanzhu's eyes, and it can be said that this trick he has tried has been successful time and time again.

"Boss Luo, Ms. Gu, don't worry. Even if Pindao risks my life, he will save Mr. Ling today."

Lin Zifeng, who was watching from the sidelines, admired the acting skills of this fake Taoist priest. His acting was so vivid.

The master of Qingyang Temple gave a low shout, held a peach wood sword and began to recite a spell quickly.

At the same time, the master of Qingyang Temple actually added some green silk powder.

"Huh, if you eat this one, you can retire." The owner of Qingyang Guan thought to himself. He was going to increase the amount of green silk powder and scare Gu Shuxin so that he could raise the price again.
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