When the onlookers heard this, they made noise again. A Li, who had already walked a few steps, stopped and turned to look at Daoist Ming Hua.

She wanted to see how capable this Taoist priest was.

And Lu Keming's eyes became cold and severe, looking straight at the Taoist priest.

Daoist Minghua in the crowd sat down, took out a compass from his bag and put it on the ground, and said to the people around:

"This is the gossip plate for subduing demons. Where it points, is where the demons are."

After all, Daoist Minghua turned on the compass, and everyone held their breath, looking at the compass intently.

The compass turned, and Lu Keming raised his finger to cast a spell, but the compass was not affected at all, and it was still turning.

Lu Keming clenched his fingers and looked at Yu Youyou. After thinking for a few seconds, he was about to pull Yu Youyou back, but saw that the compass pointer gradually pointed in their direction, and the speed of rotation stopped.

Yu Youyou tilted her head, moved her steps calmly, and stood in front of Lu Keming. With her movement, the pointer that was about to stop turned again.

Seeing this movement, Lu Keming suddenly looked at Yu Youyou, but at this time Yu Youyou was standing in front of him, all he could see was a back view.

After turning around a few times, it gradually stopped in front of Ah Li.

A Li looked at the compass, the smile on his face gradually froze, and the people around him followed the guidance of the compass to look at A Li.

Fang Ling was very concerned about this matter, and he looked along the compass pointer, and saw a woman with a beautiful face in red.

He paused for a moment, then noticed a strong gaze from the side, looked sideways, and saw Yu Youyou, who was staring at him furtively, with a bit of doubt in his eyes.

"What are you looking at?"

Yu Youyou glanced at A Li, then asked softly, "Do you like her?"

Fang Ziang said that he fell in love with A Li at first sight.

Unexpectedly, when Fang Ling heard Yu Youyou's words, she rolled her eyes at her, and said disdainfully, "What are you thinking? How could I like her?"

Seeing Fang Ling's determined look, Yu Youyou scratched his head, stood up straight, and muttered strangely, "Huh, don't you like it?"

At this time, Taoist Master Minghua had already followed the guidance of the compass to look at A Li, but after meeting A Li's eyes, his gaze paused, and his originally indifferent eyes became a little dazed.

A Li folded his arms, looked down at the compass in front of Shen Minghua, a sneer appeared briefly at the corner of his mouth, and then quickly pretended to be panic-stricken, and said with tears in his eyes:

"Daoist, is there something wrong with your compass, why is it pointing to me..."

Minghua looked at the tears on her face, held his right hand briefly for a second, then quickly looked away, lowered his head and retracted the compass, pressed his fingers on the compass, rolled it hard, and said softly:

"The compass points to the general direction. It doesn't mean that you are a demon. The demon should have fled in this direction."

The people around who looked at Ah Li were also relieved when they heard Daoist Minghua's explanation. They stopped staring at Ali and crowded in front of Daoist Minghua, saying:

"Since that's the case, the Taoist priest will help us catch that ghost first!"

Seeing that the Taoist priest was so easy to deceive, A Li pulled up a contemptuous smile and backed away against the crowd.

Daoist Minghua was surrounded by the crowd, he heard the noisy voices beside him, looked over the crowd, and looked at the woman in red who was gradually moving away from the crowd.

Seeing that she had passed the corner of the street and her figure disappeared completely, Taoist Master Minghua raised his hand in some confusion, pressed his chest, and said to the people around him:

"Everyone, don't worry, this ghost often haunts at night, and now the sun is in full swing, so it's not suitable for hunting ghosts."

"Everyone is not the target of ghosts now, you just need to go back home after the sun goes down and stay behind closed doors."

After finishing speaking, Taoist Master Minghua waved his hand and said to the others:

"It's all gone."

The people around heard what Taoist Minghua said, so they gave way and gradually dispersed.

After the crowd dispersed, Taoist Master Minghua breathed a sigh of relief and tidied up his messy robes.

The officers and soldiers had already arrived here. Fang Ling glanced at the corpse on the ground and asked, "Master Dao, do you need to leave the corpse here to lure the tiger back?"

"No need." Daoist Ming Hua gently waved his hand, "Zhi Ning was eaten by a tiger, so he should have turned into a new ghost. His corpse is useless."

"Then I'll ask my subordinates to restrain his body." Fang Ling responded, turned around and saw Yu Youyou who was still standing there, walked over and whispered to her:

"Come here first, I have something for you."

Seeing Fang Ling's unabashed appearance, Lu Keming frowned slightly, but because he and Yu Youyou had only met each other, he just stared at Fang Ling.

"Oh." Yu Youyou followed Fang Ling to the carriage, and Lu Keming followed naturally.

Fang Ling glanced at Lu Keming, who was following him, and recalled the first day we met, and said, "Yesterday you told me that someone was killed under the bridge, but when I called the officers and soldiers to salvage the body in the river, I didn't find the body at all." .”

"But the horseman Wai and his servants in the city did disappear, but the bodies can't be found anywhere, as if they disappeared out of thin air. Do you think this is strange?"

Lu Keming stood behind Yu Youyou, looking down at Fang Ling condescendingly, the light in his eyes was dim.

Yu Youyou was not surprised, but instead asked, "Oh, it's quite strange, have you found out the reason?"

"If I found out, why should I tell you?" Fang Ling snorted coldly, opened the curtain of the carriage beside him, and said to Youyou:

"In this cart are all kinds of books I collected in the city, and the clothes I ordered Xiu Niang to rush to make overnight. You help me deliver them to Ning Jin."

Yu Youyou glanced at the stuff in the carriage, retracted his head again, looked at Fang Ling with folded hands, and asked, "Do you like Ah Jin?"

Hearing Yu Youyou's question, Fang Ling blushed, and immediately denied it: "What nonsense are you talking about, I haven't been in the general's mansion until now, and Ning Jin never wants to see me, how could I like her?! "

"I'm just being polite, take care of her!"

Seeing Fang Ling's eagerness to explain, Yu Youyou was quiet for a while, and said, "So you want to see Ah Jin."

"Who said that, I didn't." Fang Ling was stunned for a second by Yu Youyou's straightforward words, and then quickly denied it.

Yu Youyou waved his hand and said, "Okay, I see, I'll tell Ah Jin when I get back."

"I don't want it!" Fang Ling immediately refused.

"Oh, okay." Yu Youyou nodded without hesitation, Fang Ling waved his hand and said: "Then you go back, I will give it to Ah Jin."

The corners of Fang Ling's mouth twitched, and he hesitated to speak. Before he could think of what to say, Yu Youyou pulled Lu Keming into the carriage and drove away.

The horse walked away slowly, Fang Ziang was still standing there, scratching his hair somewhat annoyed.

And on the second floor of the tea house next to him, a bloodless hand was placed on the window coffin. In the cold room where the sunlight could not fall, a woman looked at Fang Ziang below.

Looking at Fang Ziang's annoyed look, she seemed to feel a little bit of fun, and a slight smile emerged from the corner of her mouth.

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