Hell, run away, the little milk baby is coming to the underworld again.

I don’t know if there are any more talismans in this child’s rag bag. I’d regret it if it was just that one.

And the child must have poured all the leftovers into this rag bag just now. If there was any talisman, it would have been ruined.

But when he took the rag bag, it was very light and didn't look like it contained anything. Did the child put the food somewhere else?

Could it be hidden inside her tattered Taoist robe?

But what he cared about was not the leftovers. He put his hand into the rag bag and touched it for a long time, but there was nothing inside.

He didn't believe it, so he rummaged through the rag bag several times to find it. Not to mention the talisman, there wasn't even a hair.

Taoist Master Zixu fell down on the bed, his work was all in vain.

The talisman paper that sold for a hundred gold was given to him by a strange Taoist friend. With that talisman paper, he got rid of a evil ghost who had been causing trouble for a hundred years.

His name as Jiang Banxian also spread.

But he still prefers others to call him Taoist Master Zixu, after all, Jiang is his secular surname.

In front of the bun stall, when he saw the talisman paper in the child's hand, he felt that it was very similar to the talisman paper he sold for 100 gold last time.

He also wanted to know where the child's talisman paper came from. He wanted to find the person who drew the talisman paper and become his apprentice.

As he got older, he no longer wanted to live a life of cheating and cheating, and wanted to learn some real skills.

Xiao Yanbao opened one of his eyes just a slit and looked at the bitter look on Taoist Master Zixu's face. He groaned with joy in his heart and turned over to continue sleeping.

My master and senior brothers can't take anything out of this wishful thinking bag. You still want to steal my talisman paper, just dream!

Master had told her not to let anyone know that her wishful thinking bag was a treasure, otherwise she would be remembered.

Xiao Yanbao promised, but didn't tell the master that no one would miss it, because as long as she called the Ruyi Bag in her heart, the Ruyi Bag would come to her.

She also deliberately tried many times to throw away the wish-fulfilling bag, and then returned to the Taoist temple and called the wish-fulfilling bag back in her heart. In an instant, the wish-fulfilling bag was back in her hand.

Try a hundred spirits.

That's why she dared to sleep soundly even though she knew the thoughts of Taoist Master Zixu.

Xiao Yanbao didn't know how long she slept for, but she was woken up by the sound of banging on the door.

"Taoist Master Zixu, help me!"

Xiao Yanbao pulled off the wooden hairpin from his head and threw it towards the door. Disturbing people's dreams was tantamount to seeking wealth and death.

The wooden hairpin went right through the door grille and inserted into the hat of the person who knocked on the door.

The person who knocked on the door suddenly fell silent and turned his eyes upward, trying to see what was stuck in his hat.

He was provoking someone, and one day his hat got two holes.

Taoist Master Zixu opened the door angrily, "I was chased out by a ghost. Why are you calling me in the middle of the night?"

The waiter outside the door came to his senses and said, "Something happened at our shopkeeper's house. You and the Taoist priest should go and have a look."

Taoist Master Zixu stretched out his hand and said, "If you ask me to do something, you must follow my rules."

The clerk quickly took out a banknote and put it in Taoist Master Zixu's hand, "The shopkeeper said that I will give you a big thank you after the work is done."

Taoist Master Zixu took a look at the banknote in his hand. It was five hundred taels. It seemed that the matter for Shopkeeper Chen’s family was not small!

Looking back to see Yanbao still sleeping with her ears covered, he turned around and took Yanbao's little hands off her ears, "I told you, the rice is not that delicious."

Yanbao stood up, yawned, stretched, and glanced at Taoist Master Zixu, "Then it's not easy to get this banknote."

Taoist Master Zixu quickly stuffed the banknote into his arms, fearing that it would be intercepted again.

Xiao Yanbao covered his mouth and snickered, "Don't cry if you can't beat him in a while."

Taoist Master Zixu: "Do you think I am you?"

Xiao Yanbao stood up from the bed in a hurry, put his hands on his hips and said: "I never cry, you old men just roll around and cry all the time!"

Every time her master couldn't get what he wanted from her, he would cry and act shamelessly.

When the waiter saw that the old man and the young man were still discussing whether to cry or not, the shopkeeper's house became a mess.

He rushed into the room and picked up Yan Bao, "Two Taoist priests, please hurry up. If it's too late, the shopkeeper's life may not be saved."

Then he hugged little Yanbao and ran away. Those who didn't know thought he had robbed someone's child.

Taoist Master Zixu glanced at the rag bag on the bed and chased after him.

After running for a quarter of an hour, the man stopped in front of a gate.

There was no movement at all inside the gate.

The guy actually stood outside the door and didn't dare to open the door. When he left, the yard was still in chaos. Now... they're all dead, right?

Thinking like this, I couldn't help but take a step back, wanting Taoist Master Zixu to go in first.

But Xiao Yanbao stretched out his little hand, and the courtyard door opened.

The scene in the yard was eerie.

Several rows of people were kneeling together, with straight eyes and strange postures.

The boy's legs were shaking with fear and he almost fell.

Xiao Yanbao touched the man's head comfortingly and pulled out the wooden hairpin from his hat.

He threw it towards the corner of the yard, and a scream shook people's hearts.

Xiao Yanbao covered his ears, "It's really unpleasant."

The man looked at the place where the wooden hairpin was thrown in horror. There was nothing. Where did the sound come from?

Taoist Zixu frowned when he saw the scene in the yard, but he quickly calmed down.

He quickly took off the baggage on his body, took out a small porcelain bottle, poured two drops of liquid and applied it to his eyes.

He saw a female ghost standing in the corner, wearing red clothes and a beautiful face, but the violent aura on her body made people feel chilled.

There was just a wooden hairpin stuck on her shoulder, and green liquid was still leaking out.

The female ghost's face was twisted in pain, and she tried to pull out the hairpin several times, but she retracted her hand before she could get close.

After struggling several times, she finally pulled out the wooden hairpin with a ferocious look on her face, but the female ghost's hand was completely burnt.

Taoist Master Zixu rolled up his baggage and ran away without saying a word.

Face is never as important as life.

He couldn't defeat this female ghost who was no longer just a fierce ghost.

Xiao Yanbao pounced forward and grabbed Taoist Master Zixu by the collar, "Take people's money to eliminate disasters for others."

Taoist Master Zixu didn't even break free from the hand of a little baby.

Taoist Master Zixu gritted his teeth and took out the banknotes from his arms, "If you can, you go."

He wanted to see what a little milk baby without a talisman could do against this female ghost who only had Taoism.

Xiao Yanbao asked the clerk to put her down and put the banknotes into the wishful bag with a smile.

Taoist Master Zixu rubbed his eyes. He clearly remembered that the rag bag was left on the bed of the inn.

He took a look before going out. Did he remember it wrong?

Just when he was puzzled, the guy next to him screamed, "It's not good!"