Practice begins with the awakening of the possessed old devil

It forced the other party to hang his head in embarrassment, blushing to the base of his neck.

Azan Buwakan felt that he had a good idea, so he said slowly, "The thing is indeed a good thing, at least worth 5000 taels of silver."

"5000 taels? That's a lot." The beggar shouted in surprise and joy.

Azan Buwakan sneered: "That's natural, I never lie about the price."

"But...can you tell me where this thing came from?"

The beggar trembled all over, rolled his eyes, and then replied in a low voice: "It is... from the ancestors."

"Ancestral?" Azan Buwakan stared at the beggar with sharp eyes, and he could see that the other's face had turned pale through the black and gray face.

He said coldly: "Unfortunately, the age of this thing is not very old. According to my knowledge, it will not be a hundred years old."

"Your ancestors are at most grandparents, right? Why are you so embarrassing after only three generations?"

"And this is not something inherited from Middle Earth. Look at the shape, it is the style of many small countries in the south, and it is clearly brought in from foreign countries in the south."

The beggar buried his head and said nothing.

Azan Buwakan tried to provoke him again, then sneered again: "I think the origin of this thing is unknown, very strange, could it be that you snatched it and stole it?"

The beggar was terrified, his whole body trembled, and he came over to snatch the dragon head, ax, halberd, and vajra.

He still said to himself: "No, I didn't steal it... You... If you don't want it, give it back to me."

How could Azan Kawakan give it back to him? While pushing and shoving with him, he said: "You beggar Huazi's behavior is really suspicious, maybe you are a murderer and robbing money."

"I want to keep this thing and report it to the government..."

Before he could finish his sentence, he saw the beggar's complexion changed drastically, his eyes cracked with anger, and he rushed towards him madly.

But this beggar also showed his ferocious face, so fierce that he knocked Azan Buwakan to the ground, and Azan Buwakan didn't even have a chance to dodge.

The guy was hit so hard that his chest collapsed, his body was broken and his bones were broken, and he lay on the ground paralyzed, vomiting blood continuously.

There is only a lot of qi left, but little qi in, and it is impossible to live.

"I'm sorry, you're a disgrace, you don't know who you're facing if you want to rob," the beggar fell to the ground, and Azan Buwakan, who was about to die, spat fiercely.

"Sure enough, one should not show weakness too much. The weak and the kind are bullied and trampled everywhere."

"I am a famous villain who was born in Huangquan Ghost Dao Sect. I am the old ghost Yan who sucks blood. You dare to snatch my things? I am impatient."

"And this is the black-hearted monk Long Fopu from the Da Ci'en Temple who asked me to bring it here to find your shop, saying that you will take me in."

"I didn't believe that you had such good intentions. Seeing that this thing is made of purple gold, I just wanted to treat it as a good price, so that I can spend freely in this capital city. Forget it once. "

"It's better to rely on me than to rely on you. I didn't expect you to be so dishonest."

"Longfopu? Hualaoguiyan sucks blood?" Azan Buwakan, who was lying on the ground, seemed to squeeze out all his strength before he said the most regrettable words.

"...cough cough cough... grievance...cough cough...we are our own...cough cough...long...longfopu...call...call you...you...you find...find Come... just... that's right..."

In the end, he tilted his head and didn't finish his sentence. It seemed that the last strength in his body was exhausted, and he died.

The movement in the store in front alarmed the mysterious masked female spirit in the secret room at the back, and she rushed out of the inner room like an electric shot.

"Senior, are you Hua Laogui Yan who sucks blood?" The masked woman Daling hurriedly shouted at the beggar.

"Holding Long Fopu's token, it's right for you to come to us."

"You are... oh, by the way, you are the female great spirit, you are the master of this shop, Longfopu asked me to bring this thing as a certificate to you."

"He said that outsiders could not be tolerated in his Da Ci'en Temple, and he couldn't settle down properly, so he asked me to come to you and said that you would arrange for me to eat and sleep, not to give such a valuable thing to just anyone."

The old ghost Yan sucked blood and slapped his forehead, pretending to have suddenly realized, he handed the dragon head, ax, halberd and vajra pestle to the masked female female spirit.

While staring at her bewilderedly, as if he had never seen a woman before, he looked like a pervert.

I only heard him say: "The guy in your store wanted to snatch the treasure in my hand just now. I accidentally knocked him to the ground. I didn't expect it to be so careless. Now I'm going to report it directly to Lord Yan." .”

"Yes, it's our shop assistant who is wrong. He deserves to die, senior, don't worry about it," the masked female spirit carefully took the dragon head, ax, halberd, and vajra from Hua Laogui Yan Sucking Blood.

Then, while leading the way, she said: "Senior Yan, please come with the little girl. From now on, you will be entertained by the little girl for all your daily necessities in the capital."

"Oh, you would be so kind?" Hua Laogui Yan sucked blood, seemingly believing it or not.

"It's really like what Long Fopu said about you, you are all good friends with my two disciples, the six disciples of the Six Paths and the Five Ghosts of Yuncai, because of my two disciples, you will treat me extra well and entertain me? "

"That's right, we are all friends of Lingtu's life and friendship. When the two of them came to the capital last time, they all stayed and boarded with us." The masked female spirit immediately responded and deceived.

"However, we later heard that a kid named Ni Qi set up a trap to trap and kill them in Chunhui Tower. We all feel very sorry."

"It's that Ni's, who was the Shaoqing in Taichang Temple and a fourth-rank Beijing official. He killed my two good disciples. I came to Beijing to avenge my two disciples."

Hua Lao Guiyan sucked blood and immediately opened his eyes wide, with a fierce look on his face: "These are the beautiful sisters of Wanhua Palace who have traveled thousands of miles and worked tirelessly. mine."

This old ghost, Yan Xueshui, used to be a fearsome murderer of Huangquan Ghost Dao Sect, but because of practicing kung fu, he became obsessed, and finally became this daily delirious and insane appearance.

He wandered into the capital this time, looking like a beggar, but no one doubted that he was the peerless murderer who sucked blood, the old ghost Yan of Huangquan Ghost Dao Sect.

As a result, Long Fopu and his group of black witch monks often secretly performed various evil rituals and activities such as the technique of asking the Yin God to lower the head of the Yin God to sacrifice the ghosts and corpses.

They often do the business of killing and taking corpses, and those lonely homeless beggars and the like have become their best targets without knowing it.

It was precisely because they attacked Hua Laogui Yan's blood sucker and wanted to kill him and seize his body, that they knew they had run into an iron plate, and also discovered the true identity of Hua Laogui Yan's blood sucker.