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Chapter 75 One leg

Zhang Fan looked into the room and saw the old lady lying on the kang.

"I asked you why you are so active. Instead of earning the labor-saving money in the city, you come here to earn the hard-earned money. It turns out that you, an old guy, had an affair with this old lady when you were young." Zhang Fan looked at the old man Ouyang and said.

Hearing Zhang Fan's words, Old Man Ouyang was slightly shocked. He looked at Zhang Fan in surprise and said, "Can you see this?"

Zhang Fan smiled and said nothing. This kind of thing is not difficult for Zhang Fan to see. When Zhang Fan looked at the old lady lying on the kang just now, he happened to see the corner of the old lady's eyes. This woman's conjugal palace is the most important.

There is a very superficial fine line on the inside that is exactly the same as the fine lines at the corners of old man Ouyang's eyes. Moreover, after careful inspection, the fine lines at the corners of the two people's eyes are connected with life energy, which proves the past events between the two.

Of course, if you want to have such a strong ability to identify people, you must reach the sixth level of Shixuan Human Appearance. Zhang Fan happens to be above this level, so he can see it.

"You don't have one leg, you have one leg. It doesn't sound good. We were in love back then!" Old Man Ouyang said seriously. If Old Man Ouyang were paler, you might see the blush on his face.

"The love we had at that time was different from what you have now. It wasn't so casual." Then, old man Ouyang looked down on Zhang Fan with disdain.

"Anyway, I'm from the village and I haven't had much contact with city life. I'm not the kind of person you mentioned." Zhang Fan said.

Old man Ouyang glanced at Zhang Fan suspiciously. From the look on his face, Zhang Fan was probably not lying. His grandfather was so capable, why did he take Zhang Fan to live in the village?

With his grandfather's ability, he should be a master respected by thousands of people no matter where he is. He wants power and money.

Just as Old Man Ouyang was thinking, the commotion in the room became louder. The Taoist priest in Taoist robes took the peach wood sword in his hand and quickly moved it, wearing three yellow talisman papers on the table.

"call……"

"call……"

"call……"

With three consecutive blasts, the four yellow talisman papers were instantly ignited. After the ashes fell, the yellow-robed Taoist priest pointed his peach wood sword directly at the porcelain vase containing glutinous rice.

"Zizzi..."

The glutinous rice in the porcelain vase started to tremble instantly.

The burning of the yellow talisman paper and the shaking of the glutinous rice were quite visually shocking when viewed together. Several people watching in the village couldn't help but secretly nod their heads, and their hearts were full of affirmation for the yellow-robed Taoist priest.

The next moment, the glutinous rice jumped out of the porcelain bottle and spread on the old lady lying on the kang.

"Chichi..."

When the glutinous rice was sprinkled on the old lady, streams of green smoke rose from the old lady's body. In this way, the credibility of the yellow-robed Taoist priest was further enhanced.

Next, the yellow-robed Taoist retracted his mahogany sword, picked up the bowl of black dog blood, and poured it directly on the old lady. A large plume of green smoke rose from the old lady's body again.

After doing all this, the yellow-robed Taoist priest made a closing gesture and let out a breath of turbid air.

Seeing that the yellow-robed Taoist priest had finished his practice, the third sister quickly ran forward and said, "Master, is my mother okay?"

"Your mother is fine and will recover in a week.

." The yellow-robed Taoist priest held his head high and said in a pretentious manner. He was doing this to show to the surrounding villagers. This way he would appear to be more advanced in his Taoism, and he would be able to get more business from him in the future.

"Master is amazing!"

"Master is amazing!"

Several people around him praised him one after another.

"Thank you, master, thank you, master!" Third Sister quickly expressed her gratitude.

The boss glanced at the yellow-robed Taoist priest with a suspicious face, and then walked in the direction of his mother.

His mother's eyes were still closed, and there was no change at all. She didn't seem to be awake at all, and she didn't look like she was recovering.

When the boss saw this situation, he went to the corridor room and came to Zhang Fan and Old Man Ouyang.

"Two masters, I didn't find that my mother has gotten better? Is my mother really better?" The boss asked, looking at the two of them.

Zhang Fan did not answer his question. Old man Ouyang said: "Your mother is not good, that Taoist priest is not good enough."

The distance between the corridor room and the main room is not far, only about five or six meters. In addition, it was quiet at night and Old Man Ouyang's voice was not quiet, so the yellow-robed Taoist priest heard what Old Man Ouyang said.

"Who's saying that I don't have enough Taoism?" the yellow-robed Taoist said coldly.

Although old man Ouyang is not young, he has an upright personality and is not a pushover. He stood up and said to the yellow-robed Taoist priest: "You are not good enough!"

"Where do you think this old thing dares to judge me?" The yellow-robed Taoist snorted coldly.

Old Man Ouyang has an upright temperament and is not weak in ability, but his quarrel skills are somewhat inferior. As soon as the yellow-robed Taoist priest said these words, Old Man Ouyang wanted to go up and beat him.

Zhang Fan grabbed the old man Ouyang's arm, stood up and said with a smile: "The burning talisman paper is just a fake, it has no use in dealing with this evil spirit. Spreading glutinous rice and splashing dog blood will indeed have a certain restraint effect on this evil spirit."

, but the evil spirit is too strong, how can it be dealt with by your simple magic?"

Hearing Zhang Fan's words, the yellow-robed Taoist priest's eyes flickered, because Zhang Fan got everything right!

"You...how..." The yellow-robed Taoist priest was about to ask subconsciously, but then he realized that if he asked this question, he would be completely exposed, so at the critical moment, he shut his mouth.

Then he looked at Zhang Fan and sneered, saying: "Don't talk nonsense here. Although the old lady is not awake now, she will wake up within twelve hours! I tell you, if you continue to confuse people with your lies here, don't blame me.

You’re welcome!”

He must scare Zhang Fan away. If Zhang Fan continues to make trouble, it is very likely that his run will be in vain this time and he will get nothing!

"You're not polite to me? Haha... come here?" Zhang Fan looked at the yellow-robed Taoist priest and said with a smile.

The yellow-robed Taoist priest is middle-aged and has little skill, while Zhang Fan is in his prime. If he really goes up to beat Zhang Fan, he will definitely be the one who suffers. When Zhang Fan asked him, the yellow-robed Taoist priest was immediately stunned.

Already.

Just when Huang Paodao's morale was stagnant, Zhang Fan suddenly made a finger gesture and drew a Qi Talisman in mid-air. Zhang Fan clapped it with one hand, and the Xiangqi Talisman instantly pressed against the yellow Talisman placed on the table.

On the paper, the yellow talisman suddenly floated up, flew quickly towards the old lady's forehead, and then stuck heavily on the old lady's forehead.

The whole process happened in a flash of lightning, and everyone present was shocked. They really didn't expect that this young man could have such ability.

But when the yellow talisman came into contact with the old lady's forehead, something happened that frightened everyone present!

(End of chapter)


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