Looking at the pickup truck, Xiang Que sighed faintly: "Young master? It can't be the young master of the Wumen, right?"
Xiang Que was upset, and the anger he felt last night had turned into helplessness. After thinking about it carefully, it seemed like this was the case. The status of the Wumen among the Yao people was very high, just like the shaman's feet in the full body.
Just like in Qing Ba Banner, look at the arrogant attitude of those three people last night
And just by asking the hotel to turn him away with just one sentence, it can be concluded that the three young masters are very prestigious among the Yao people. At this time, the pickup truck is parked here again, and it is not difficult to see that they are properly
He is a member of the witch sect. Maybe that young master is really a young master of the witch sect.
"This conflict has come so unexpectedly that people are a little unprepared." Xiang Que sighed helplessly, and then said to several Yao people on the opposite side: "I'm here to ask for a meeting with the clan leader of the Wumen. I'd like to trouble you to introduce him to Lingnan."
An old friend of the Wangchaotian family comes to visit”
"Wait a moment." One of the Yao people on the opposite side bowed and bowed before turning and leaving.
Xiang Que waited for about ten minutes. The man came back again and led Xiang Que towards the tallest wooden three-story building in the middle of the village.
The Yao village is a very peaceful and peaceful village. There are about a hundred wooden houses scattered in an orderly manner under the mountain. Men and women wearing traditional Yao costumes are busy with farm work. The old people are sitting in the shadows under the houses chatting.
Children were running around and playing. When Xiang Que walked in, most people showed curious eyes. For many years, few strangers came to the village in the middle reaches of the Hongshui River.
Xiang Que tried his best to keep a smile, and nodded in greeting when he met people's eyes. He had offended the young master last night, and he had to leave a good impression no matter what he did today.
People under the eaves have to bow their heads, he is here to ask for help!
Xiang Que was taken to the wooden building in the middle, and the person leading the way said: "The patriarch is above, you can just go up."
"Thank you," Xiang Dian nodded and said.
"Whoa" Xiang Que had just taken a step to enter the house, when suddenly there were footsteps coming from behind quickly, and he turned around feeling vaguely unhappy.
"Is it you? Sure enough, you have come to our witch sect." The young master led Agui to Xiang Que.
Xiang Que pursed his lips and said, "I didn't expect to see you here."
If something goes wrong, then something will happen. This is a very good idea!
"How did you sleep on the bench last night?" Agui asked, squinting his eyes.
Xiang Que gritted his teeth and said, "It's okay."
To paraphrase Fatty Wang’s words, on his way to the West to obtain Buddhist scriptures, he offended the Buddha. He came to ask the Wumen to relieve the curse on him, but unexpectedly he got into a conflict with the young master of the Wumen on the way.
Xiang Que was also very lucky. He just slapped that Agui yesterday and did not have any large-scale friction with him. The relationship was not too big.
The young master looked at the child in Xiang Que's arms with his hands behind his back and said, "Now let me ask you again, is there anything wrong with the child in your arms?"
He nodded to the point and said: "Yes"
"What's the problem?"
"Maybe he was cursed by a witchcraft"
The young master looked at Xiang Que with a half-smile, then stretched out his hand to pull his arm away, revealing his intact little head. Xiang Que wanted to subconsciously dodge, but he finally held back.
After finishing, he raised his little face and smacked his little mouth. His eyes, which were originally quite clear, were all white, with two black lines in the middle lying across the eyes.
The young master squinted his eyes and said: "Why should our witch sect help you break this child's curse?"
Xiang Que said: "If you can solve it, you can make whatever conditions you want. As long as I can do it, I will never refuse. I, Gujing Temple, also owe you a favor. I will not hesitate to invite you to Wumen for anything in the future."
This promise to Xiang Que is actually quite heavy. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is worth tens of thousands of dollars. If the favor from Gujingguan is used properly, it can be compared to the strength of an army.
Back then, Gujingguan owed a favor to the ancestor Chen Sanjin. Let’s take a look at the Chen family now.
The young master took a deep look at Xiang Que and said, "Then go up."
Xiang Tong nodded and went upstairs. Agui whispered to the young master from behind: "Master, are we really going to help him with this?"
The young master turned around and whispered in his ear: "How can I help? How can I help the child who is not a witch from our witchcraft?"
"That, that..." Agui asked dumbfounded.
The young master chuckled and said: "How can we not refuse the benefits brought to our door? You can tell from his condition that he is in a hurry. If we don't knock him at this time, wouldn't we be too kind?"
In the wooden house, an old man wearing Yao costumes sat at a wooden table, looked at Xiang Que and asked, "Were you introduced by the Tian family of the Lingnan Dynasty?"
"Old sir, yes." Xiang Que bowed respectfully towards the old man opposite and said, "I encountered a problem and was at a loss. The Wang family pointed out the way for me and said that you could help me here."
Xiang Que put Wan Wan on the table. When the old man opposite came over and saw Wan Wan's eyes, he was stunned. Outside the door, the young master pushed the door open and said to the old man: "Grandpa, this matter
How about leaving it to me?"
The old man frowned and pointed at the child on the table. Just when he was about to speak, the young master quickly came over and said, "Grandpa, go ahead. I will take care of the things here."
The young master immediately pulled the old man up and pushed him gently. Outside the door, the old man frowned and asked, "Why are you getting involved?"
"It's not a big deal if I talk to that person, you go ahead, go ahead."
After the young master came back, he sat across from Xiang Que.
"It's a deal, right?"
Xiang Que hummed and said, "As long as you can help me get rid of this child's curse, this deal is done."
"Let me take a closer look first." The young master pulled Wanwan to his side, stretched out his hand to open her eyes and asked, "What is the birth date of this child?"
"April 18 of the lunar calendar, Chen time"
"Tell me about your symptoms"
"Evil things are bound to be attracted at midnight every day. If you don't go out well, you will have bad luck..."
The young master said oh, and after thinking for a moment, he said: "It's a bit like the black witch curse in our witch sect, but as far as I know, no one in our witch sect has been out recently, let alone casting a curse."
"Perhaps, not from your witch sect?" Xiang Que asked tentatively.
"Mr. Xiang, I wonder if you have heard of the rules of the witch clan?" the young master asked.
Xiang Que shook his head.
"We in the witch sect have a saying that we should not easily undo witchcraft, otherwise it will be tantamount to provocation. In other words, we cannot arbitrarily take action against other people's witchcraft."
Xiang Que frowned slightly. This Taoist rule was somewhat similar to the unwritten rules of Feng Shui masters.
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