Chapter 92 Senior brother, you’ve done me a disservice
In the dead of night, the chirping of insects in the grass is much weaker, and even there is a bit more chill in the air, heralding the change of seasons in late summer and early autumn.
Shen Cong lay on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep, regretting in his heart that he should not take a nap at noon.
As I get older, I sleep less.
Once you take a nap for a long time, you will not be able to sleep at night.
Turning over and over was really boring, so he got up, put on his clothes, went to the study room, picked up a book without reading it.
Thinking of Old Mrs. Yun coming to see him at noon, he couldn't help but laugh out loud.
Sure enough, people will become worried about gains and losses when they get older.
She was worried that her little dumpling would bring disaster to her family, so she wanted to transfer the whole family's bad luck to herself.
As everyone knows, the reincarnation of the evil star Xiaotuanzi was just a random talk by himself.
She really believed it.
Tang Qing's voice kept coming from all directions, and every word that entered his ears could cause a tremor.
It sounds very weird and feels familiar.
He knew that his father was actually very dissatisfied with him.
The little girl showed her teeth and claws, and even dared to let the dog bite people. When the time comes, even if she jumps into the Yellow River, she will not be able to wash it off.
Shen Cong's face suddenly turned pale, cold sweat dripped continuously, and he murmured;
It turned out to be a huge ghost figure, covered in darkness, as if wrapped in a huge cloak.
It turned out to be a forbidden book, which was full of mystical arts that were forbidden to be practiced by Taoism.
"You are such a big man. How old is your child? Why are you so timid?"
"Shut up!"
The peach wood sword in Shen Cong's hand had already brought out a burst of fire, and with the surging spiritual power, he was about to strike at the head of the ghost figure outside the window.
"Dad, I'm sorry, did I scare you?"
Shen Cong also saw it and his eyes widened instantly.
"What happened?" Shen Cong quickly came downstairs and turned on the light.
"Senior brother, you have done me a terrible job. You have been so prosperous and famous these years. I am like a lost dog, hiding in hiding. Master asked you to take care of me before he died. This is how you took care of me. You are really mine My good brother."
Just one glance and I was instantly frightened out of my mind.
Bang - the peach wood sword fell to the ground.
He subconsciously raised his eyes, thinking that it was windy outside. After all, summer was about to pass, and the coolness was getting worse at night.
impossible!!!
How could this kind of book appear on my desk?
Even if I think about it, it's of no use at this time.
Suddenly I felt cold all over again.
Shen Heying was at a loss and pulled Shen Cong's arm hard.
"Dad, I just saw a ghost flash past outside the window."
Burnt...
He rushed out of the study room.
"Dad, Dad, what's wrong with you? Cheer up. There is an exorcism spell and a spirit gathering pool outside our house. The ghost is trying to scare you. He can't get in..."
Thinking about being able to turn the Yun family upside down makes me feel happy.
Hearing the sound, he suddenly stopped.
Shen Cong followed the direction of his finger and saw a pair of red eyes outside the French window of the living room.
It doesn't matter if you believe it or not, since she is old anyway, if there is any physical problem, she will think it is caused by that little dumpling.
The windows are closed...where is the wind coming from?!
He staggered a few steps and fell back into his chair, his hand holding the forbidden book trembling slightly.
The male ghost said and laughed again.
It is said that they are from a Xuanmen family, but at his generation, there is not even a single person in the family who is talented.
Those who were struck to death by thunder should be left with their souls scattered, so what on earth are you afraid of?
In fact, it is a half-full bottle of water and can only fool the uninitiated.
"Haha... Senior brother, being so serious scares me..."
Thinking of Tang Qing's death...
The ghost outside the window suddenly made a sound, a low and charming man's voice.
Suppressing the surprise and doubt in my heart, a mahogany sword appeared in my hand.
"Dad, why are you still stunned? Hurry up and kill him with your peach wood sword... You are the famous Master Shen in Haizhou. Where are your talisman and your magic formula? Kill him!"
Shen Cong staggered a few steps and fell to the ground, sweating profusely and eyes wandering.
Seeing his son falling to the ground, he frowned dissatisfied.
"Dad, although I'm not good at it, I've learned from you since I was a child, so I won't get it wrong."
Then other parts of the body began to appear, including a nose, a head, hands, and feet.
"He Fang brat, he broke into the door of my Shen family. Don't you know..."
What kind of person has a burning smell?
Shen Cong was horrified and his mind went blank.
It turned out to be a burnt arm, and through the closed glass window, he could actually smell a burning smell.
The overly intense black swayed in the wind outside the window.
Could it be that the children at home are causing trouble?
No, practicing the forbidden books is a taboo in Taoism. He has a high position and the forbidden books are always well hidden in his private collection. Even the naughty children at home cannot find them out.
Shen Cong narrowed his eyes and looked up at his son. "Really?"
"Dad, his arm..." Shen Heying shouted again.
After calming down, he looked at the book in his hand.
Shen Heying quickly dismissed the messy thoughts in his mind.
"No matter what you encounter, you shouldn't react like this. Don't forget that we are a Xuanmen family."
Shen Cong gave a sharp shout and stood up angrily.
Shen Heying lowered his head in frustration.
"Dad, he is watching us. Take action quickly. You are a master..."
Shen Heying stood up awkwardly, with large beads of sweat rolling down his forehead.
Shen Cong looked at him with hatred.
"Dad——" Shen Heying suddenly shouted and pointed out the window.
Only then did Shen Heying realize how powerful his status as the vice-president of Xuanmen was. His little Xuanshu skills had long been forgotten.
"No, it's impossible, you are..."
He now serves as the vice-president of the Haizhou Taoist Association, and he also has a lot of impressive names.
In this way, Xiaotuanzi's closeness attribute is confirmed.
"I didn't, I didn't do anything, don't come to me..."
Shen Cong seemed to be isolated from the outside world. He could not hear what his son was shouting at all. A name kept repeating in his mind:
Tang Qing, Tang Qing...
The more I thought about it, the more something was wrong. Suddenly the curtain moved.
At this time, Shen Heying was actually calmer than Shen Cong.
Shen Cong slowly sat on the sofa and said in a deep voice: "What happened? You are so scared?"
So I put down my book and got up to close the window.
Suddenly, my son's scream came from downstairs.
Shen never snorted disdainfully: "What kind of ghost is so courageous that he dares to break into the door of my Shen family..."
His peers were very dissatisfied with him, but they just tolerated it temporarily for the sake of his father.
Downstairs, Shen Heying fell to the ground, shivering all over, a chill running from the soles of his feet to his forehead, and a slight chill spreading down his back.
Tang Qing, who was struck to death by thunder, is back. So he already knows everything that happened before?
"I am your junior brother Tang Qing. I died so tragically. You wouldn't think that I would let you go so easily, right?"
As a Taoist family, the feng shui of the home has been specially designed. From the front door to the inner door to the main house, it can be said that it is a step by step. Even the stone slabs on the ground are carved with exorcism talismans.
Therefore, all kinds of monsters and monsters dare not break in without permission.
"Heying, daddy is dying, daddy is going to die, you have to remember, no matter what happens, you can't call your colleagues to come. If I die, I will die. This ghost is here to ask for my life, just let him ask for it, you must not
Let any colleagues come to help..."
After saying that, he spat out a mouthful of blood and fainted.
