Anti-wife becomes demon

Many people turned their heads away after reading it, not daring to look directly at them, but Fan Ren could see clearly that the expression of "happy heart" could hardly be seen on the faces of these ordinary people, but the expression of "everyone is in danger" Fear.

However, there was no extra time for Fan Ren to think about other things. He wanted to take that wronged soul away immediately to prevent him from turning into a ghost to do evil.

But before Fan Ren could move, he found that Lu Ziping's soul was forced to fly in one direction, as if his head was being dragged there, and he couldn't control it at all.

Fan Ren looked in the direction, and saw a man in common people's clothes holding a gourd in his hand. After Lu Ziping's soul was sucked into his gourd, he immediately stuffed it and left impatiently.

Fan Ren narrowed his eyes, stared at the man and followed him to a certain alley, when the man turned around suddenly, Fan Ren couldn't dodge and was caught by him.

Fan Ren simply stood up straight, and the other party asked, "What is the meaning of Taoist priest? Why did you follow me?"

Fan Ren politely cupped his hands and said, "I don't have any malice. How dare you ask me why you are collecting that person's soul in this outfit?"

Hearing the words, the man replied coldly, "It's none of your business."

Fan Ren shrugged his shoulders and said, "Okay, then I will take my leave, fellow daoist, please go ahead."

The man didn't answer, but after Fan Ren turned around, he suddenly threw several hidden weapons behind his back.

Fortunately, he was a little distance away from that person. He heard the sound when the person's hidden weapon was released, and immediately turned around to catch it with his hands.

"What's the meaning of this? Are you a Taoist priest? How dare you use martial arts methods in the quackery, and even use such lowly tricks to send out hidden weapons?"

Fan Ren glanced at the hidden weapon in his hand. It was three diamond-shaped darts. The faint green light above indicated that the blade was poisoned. It was a vicious trick.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the opponent immediately turned around and ran away.

Fan Ren was so angry that he wanted to run away without a word of explanation?Think beautifully! !

However, the other party was obviously not good at learning, and his foot strength was much worse than Fan Ren's. When Fan Ren chased after him, he had a frightened expression on his face.

Fan Ren grabbed the man by the collar and went to a relatively secluded alley, the man immediately knelt on the ground and begged for mercy: "Master, please forgive me!"

"Who are you?" Fan Ren felt more and more strange about this matter.

"My name is Xia Leshan, and I'm a warrior. I only do this when I get money from people. I really don't know anything. Daoist, please forgive me!!"

The guy named Xia Leshan kowtowed like garlic, but Fan Ren became more and more confused the more he listened.

"Don't kowtow, answer honestly, I will spare your life. If you are not honest and talk nonsense, I can make your death more painful than that person just now." Fan Ren threatened with "pretense".

"Excuse me, Taoist priest, I must know everything and say everything!" The man knelt and cupped his hands at Fan Ren.

"Let me tell you why you, a warrior, still use this gourd to collect souls? Who gave you this gourd?" Fan Ren asked.

Xia Leshan was stunned for a moment when he heard the words, looked at the gourd in his hand and threw it out in shock, saying: "Is this gourd sucking people's soul?"

"You don't know?" Fan Ren was even more surprised.

Xia Leshan shook his head and said: "I really don't know, someone gave me money to open this gourd when Lu Ziping was executed, and then plug this gourd after a while, and give this gourd to the person who gave me the money That's it, it's as simple as that."

Fan Ren picked up the gourd, and there was indeed a talisman engraved on the gourd. The function of this talisman was to "collect souls". If he didn't have tear soul beads, he would also need to use this talisman to collect souls, but the container might not be a gourd.

"Where is that person waiting for you? I'll give it to him for you." Fan Ren said.

"It's absolutely impossible. If the Taoist priest goes for me, that person will definitely take revenge on our whole family. I beg the Taoist priest to let the little one go, let the little family go!!" That Xia Leshan started to keep going kowtow.

Seeing this, Fan Ren didn't make things difficult for him, and threw the gourd to him, "You go first, and then you can give him whatever you want. I just want to see who made you do this. Before you leave, I will won't show up."

Having said that, that Xia Leshan kept beating the drums, but still got up and walked towards his destination with ease, and Fan Ren followed closely behind. In order to prevent his whereabouts from being exposed, Fan Ren put a sticker on his body. I made a "breath-closing talisman". This talisman was specially prepared for those cunning monsters who are sensitive to human scents. I didn't expect to use it on people now.

Fan Ren looked at the little silver fox who seemed to be asleep on his neck at this moment, shook his head and smiled wryly, this guy is really sleeping soundly.

Followed to the foot of a mountain, a Taoist priest wearing Fan Ren's familiar Taoist robe was waiting there, and this Taoist robe was the symbol of Nancheng Temple.

Fan Ren didn't get too close, but hid in a tree from a distance and watched.

The Taoist priest took the gourd and shook it for a while, and then dismissed Xia Leshan with a wave of his hand. Xia Leshan didn't see any abnormalities on the Taoist priest's face, so he was relieved, and immediately left as if fleeing for his life. .

Fan Ren can see clearly even if he is a little far away. This is the address of Nancheng Temple. Right now, the Taoist priest has climbed the steps made of marble and the fence made of white marble. After walking a long section of stairs, he entered The gate, and then closed the red gate.

The Nancheng Temple looks so spectacular from the foot of the mountain in the distance. One can imagine what kind of golden bricks and silver tiles the main hall inside will be.

Fan Ren really hated this view of the South City. Such a shady collection of souls is probably shady for its purpose, right?

This time, Fan Ren found the location of Nancheng Temple without asking for directions, but he was more cautious about visiting this Nancheng Temple. At least he didn't plan to rush to the door until he knew himself and the enemy.

Back in the city, Fan Ren found an inn to rest. When he wanted to inquire about the location of the inn according to the blacksmith's request, the waiter at the inn very enthusiastically told him that he didn't need to go to the inn himself. The people in the inn were very close to him. If they are familiar, he can just run an errand for Fan Ren.

When Fan Ren heard this, he couldn't help being happy. Could it be that a man depends on his clothes and a horse depends on his saddle?He was almost flattered by how he was treated.

But he still gave the little girl a little reward, and the little girl was even more happy, and ran away in a hurry.

Fan Ren went to the private room to prepare for dinner. While eating, he thought about the weirdness everywhere in this Jiangnan city. Some things he had never seen before were very fresh, while some things made him feel unreasonable and strange.

After the dishes were served, Fan Ren closed the door of the private room and said to Hu Jiuhan, "Dinner is ready."

But Hu Jiuhan had no intention of turning back into a human being at all. He just jumped off Fan Ren's neck and stood beside Fan Ren with his mouth open, as if waiting to be fed.

Fan Ren couldn't laugh or cry, is this guy too lazy or something?Do you still need to feed?

"You are really a living ancestor." Fan Ren said so, but picked up the chopsticks in his hand and handed a piece of sauced beef to Xiao Yinhu.

While chewing, the little silver fox glanced at Fan Ren with half-opened eyes and said, "Am I not qualified to be your ancestor in terms of age?"

After Fan Ren figured it out, not to mention being an ancestor is enough, so he nodded in agreement.

"Be worthy, come on, let the ancestors eat more."

The little silver fox narrowed his eyes and said, "Why does it sound like you're not convinced? Is that how you talk to your ancestors?"

"This..." Fan Ren stroked his beardless chin for a while and said, "So what do you say? [Ancestor, come, eat more?]"

The tone of the last sentence was full of flattery, and Fan Ren got goosebumps when he heard it.

The little silver fox bristled when he heard the words, and sat down again after shaking.

"I realize that you are getting more and more courageous now, and you actually dare to tease me?" After speaking, the little white fox immediately changed into Hu Jiuhan's human form, sat at the table and kicked Fan Ren's chest with his feet.

Fan Ren looked at the white jade feet in front of him, then the ankles, and then the long, slender and fair legs, which were covered by the white cloth and were faintly visible.

Fan Ren learned the "lesson" from last time, and he glanced at it from time to time.

Hu Jiuhan lifted Fan Ren's chin with his toes and said, "Why don't you dare look at me?"

The author has something to say: There is a kind of rush to ask for nothing, haha, hey...