Seeing Jiang Xiaofan's eyes, the old Taoist priest felt a chill running down his back, as if he was being stared at by a ferocious beast.
He subconsciously took a few steps back and said with a confused expression: "What man in black robe?"
Seeing that his expression didn't seem to be fake, Jiang Xiaofan couldn't help but frown and said, "Who ordered you to come?"
The old Taoist priest looked a little unnatural: "What instructions? I don't understand what you mean. I am the descendant of Longhu Mountain, who can give me instructions?"
"You alone are worthy of being the heir of Longhu Mountain?"
Jiang Xiaofan sneered, stared at the old Taoist priest and said, "Do you have a Taoist certificate?"
"Tao, Taoist certificate?"
The old Taoist priest rolled his eyes, held his head high and said, "I am the master master of Longhu Mountain. I have been practicing in the back mountain for the past few decades. I have only recently come down from the mountain to travel around. I have not yet applied for a Taoist certificate."
Jiang Xiaofan turned to look at Li Nanshan. Li Nanshan nodded and said, "Master wandered to Lijia Village today. When I went out to go to the fishing ground, he discovered something unusual about my son."
So you are prepared?
Jiang Xiaofan understood instantly that the other fishing grounds were not large in scale, so it was enough to send a few people to intimidate them. But Li Nanshan's fishing ground was ranked among the top five, and ordinary methods would definitely not work, so he used such dirty tricks.
Jiang Xiaofan raised a smile and asked the old Taoist priest: "So you are really an exorcist Taoist priest?"
The old Taoist priest's chest puffed up: "How can it be wrong? I saved Boss Li's son. You saw it just now."
Jiang Xiaofan stared at the old Taoist priest and shouted loudly: "You said that when you arrive at Longhu Mountain, will you be able to fast and pray?"
"I……"
Without waiting for the old Taoist priest to speak, Jiang Xiaofan continued to ask: "Do you know the Eight Diagrams arithmetic?"
"Can you recite poetry and paint?"
"Can you play calligraphy on the piano?"
"Do you know how to use chess and swords?"
"Do you understand medicine and medicine?"
"Are you good at Feng Shui?"
Every time Jiang Xiaofan spoke, he took a step towards the old Taoist priest. As he spoke faster and faster, his voice became louder and louder, and the old Taoist priest stepped back unconsciously, with a panicked look on his face.
The old Taoist priest wiped the sweat from his forehead: "I, I am a Taoist priest who catches ghosts and subjugates demons. I don't read books every day."
Jiang Xiaofan sneered: "You don't even know what a Taoist priest is, but you dare to act like a wolf in front of me? A real Taoist priest not only knows magic, but also knows astronomy and geography. What do you know?"
True Taoism is similar to witchcraft, covering a wide range of contents. It is by no means just a spell to exorcise evil spirits and catch ghosts.
Even today's Taoist priests have much looser requirements than before, and they still need to master many side skills. What's more, if he calls himself an older generation of Taoist priests, he will only know more than he does now.
But the wretched old man in front of him didn't even understand the basic common sense of a Taoist priest.
"me……"
The old Taoist priest was speechless, and suddenly turned to Li Nanshan and said angrily: "Boss Li, what do you mean? Where did you find the mud legs, and you dare to question me!"
Li Nanshan hesitated for a moment and asked in a low voice: "Master, are you really a Taoist priest with advanced cultivation?"
If there was unconditional trust before, now with Jiang Xiaofan's questioning, a trace of doubt arose in Li Nanshan's heart.
Because the performance of the old Taoist priest was so poor, he was not like a Taoist priest with advanced cultivation.
He has been able to run the fishery for more than ten years, and his vision and temperament are undeniable. Now that he has calmed down, he has naturally discovered many strange things.
The old Taoist priest blushed: "Li Nanshan, are you doubting me? If it weren't for me, your son would still be unconscious!"
Jiang Xiaofan sneered: "If it weren't for you, Boss Li's son might not be in coma at all."
The expression of the old Taoist priest changed: "You, please don't slander me. I just saved Boss Li's son. Without me, he would still be in a coma tomorrow."
Jiang Xiaofan took a step forward and said coldly: "Do you really think no one can see through these trivial tricks of yours?"
After Jiang Xiaofan finished speaking, he pressed Li Yuyue's chest and a diagram of the human body's veins appeared in his mind.
Jiang Xiaofan injected a ray of spiritual energy into his body, and soon found something strange in his chest. He saw a drop of blood floating in his chest in the originally normal meridians.
That drop of blood was dark red, and it was the Gu blood that Jiang Xiaofan discovered earlier.
Jiang Xiaofan controlled the spiritual energy to wrap it up, and the drop of blood seemed to have encountered a natural enemy, and he immediately fled in panic. However, under the siege of Jiang Xiaofan, it was finally forced to the belly of Li Yuyue's thumb.
"Come out!" Jiang Xiaofan pressed hard, and Gu blood sprang out from the pores.
Jiang Xiaofan snatched the peach wood sword from the Taoist priest's hand and firmly caught the drop of Gu blood.
A fishy smell emanated, causing Su Yunhe to cover his nose.
Li Nanshan looked horrified and asked: "Little brother, what is this?"
Jiang Xiaofan said in a deep voice: "This is the culprit that caused your son's coma, Gu blood."
The old Taoist priest turned around and ran away without hesitation. This strange scene was beyond his understanding. He would be a fool if he stayed any longer.
"snort!"
Jiang Xiaofan flicked his wrist, and the Gu blood on the peach wood sword penetrated into the old Taoist priest's back like lightning.
"Ah!" The old Taoist priest felt a heat on his back, as if boiling oil had been poured on him. He staggered and hit his head heavily on the cement floor, breaking his nose directly.
"My nose!" the old Taoist priest screamed in pain. His nose was crooked to one side, and blood was pouring out.
Jiang Xiaofan walked up to the old Taoist priest and said coldly: "Tell me, who gave you this Earth Gu blood? Who sent you here?"
"I, I don't know what Gu blood is." The old Taoist priest struggled to crawl out of the gate.
Jiang Xiaofan stepped on the back of the old Taoist priest's hand and crushed it hard, causing the old Taoist priest to scream in agony.
The old Taoist priest cried loudly: "I really don't know what Gu blood is. Yesterday, someone gave me a bottle and asked me to feed it to Li Nanshan's son. Then he said that Li Nanshan would not be allowed to sell fish, and he would give me ten
Ten thousand dollars.”
When Li Nanshan heard this, his eyes suddenly turned scarlet. He grabbed the old Taoist priest by the collar and said viciously: "Who asked you to harm my son?"
"I really don't know him, and I don't want to harm your son. That person said he was drugged and he will wake up in two days." The old Taoist priest begged for mercy with his nose full of blood.
"You damn thing turned out to be a lie to me. I almost fell into your trap. You gave me money and you didn't sell the fish, you bastard!"
The more Li Nanshan talked, the angrier he became. He raised his hand and slapped the old Taoist priest hard several times.
"Stop beating me. If you beat me again, you will die. I'm already over sixty years old. It's not worth your life to beat me to death." The old Taoist priest was beaten until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen. He cried for mercy and begged for mercy.
Li Nanshan kicked a few more times and looked at Jiang Xiaofan with a heavy breath: "Little brother, what should I do now if I don't tell this old bastard?"