Brother is a bit bored

After seeing Meng San's actions, Lu Jingyang's eyes flashed with astonishment, but he soon regained his attention. Everyone was suddenly attacked, and they were in chaos. They couldn't help much at all. To add to the chaos, but he couldn't say it out to hurt everyone's face, so he had to work hard to find the enemy's position in the chaotic mana.

After Meng San pasted the talisman paper on the scarecrow, he found a small roll of golden silk thread from his bag, and pulled out a short section with his hands, but after doing these actions, he suddenly got stuck.

Just when he was about to take out his notebook to search again, Lu Jingyang suddenly looked over and said to him, "Take the 'soul chasing talisman' to wrap the gold thread, and light the talisman paper, hurry up!"

Meng Sande ordered to do so immediately, and at the same time that he lit the talisman paper, Lu Jingyang closed his eyes and recited a spell silently, only to see the golden thread wrapped in the talisman paper fly out quickly.

Meng San saw Lu Jingyang frowned slightly looking at the direction where the golden thread flew out, and then calmed down. About half a minute later, he opened his eyes suddenly, squeezed a hand formula in his hand, and silently recited the spell, while Meng San stuck on the small The talisman paper on the scarecrow suddenly burned by itself, and the scarecrow was instantly burned to ashes.

"what--"

Suddenly there was a scream from outside the tent.

Meng San and the others quickly opened the tent and went out, only to see a middle-aged woman suddenly passed out.

The Daoists exchanged glances with each other, and the young Daoist who had just vomited blood was helped to rest on a chair aside.

"Oh, Aunt Seven is sick again, everyone hurry up and send her back!" Someone shouted, and everyone hurriedly carried the unconscious middle-aged woman home.

"Why did you suddenly fall ill? Do you want to send him to the hospital?" Someone asked with concern.

The old man in the village hurriedly explained, "It's okay, Aunt Seven has an old problem, and nothing can be found in the hospital. In recent years, she often fainted at funerals. She must have been frightened. Go home and rest."

Hearing the conversation outside, Meng San couldn't help frowning. The evil Daoist who was making trouble behind his back and wanted to fight with Lu Jingyang and the others was undoubtedly the husband of Seventh Aunt. If he wanted to openly fight with so many Daoists, he had to find a hidden place to set up an altar practice.

And Meng San just made a scarecrow, burned the soul chasing talisman, and used the golden thread to find out the location of Xie Daogong.

The evil man's position was exposed, Lu Jingyang destroyed his altar, and suffered backlash, but his wife vomited blood on his behalf.

The old man in the village said that she often vomited blood and passed out at funerals, which shows that this is not the first time her husband has fought with others.

After Seventh Aunt was sent back, everything went on as usual, and everyone arranged the offerings again. Lu Jingyang motioned for the gentlemen to continue chanting, and asked a filial man and filial woman to take turns to pour wine and offer offerings.

It lasted until dinner time, and the Taoists stopped to rest for a while, and everyone prepared a vegetarian meal to take care of them.

During the three days of the funeral, the Daoists all ate vegetarian food.

Although Meng San doesn't have delicacies from mountains and seas on weekdays, he is used to it. He really has no appetite at the moment, so he just sits and plays with his mobile phone.

Lu Jingyang served him a bowl of porridge, and persuaded him, "At least eat some, it's going to be all night, so what if you don't eat something, you'll get used to it in the future."

He is so caring, Meng San couldn't push and procrastinate any longer, so he just brought it over and took a sip.

The other Daogong guys couldn't help laughing when they saw him drinking porridge and looking at death like home.

The young Daoist who vomited blood just now came over and sat down beside him, and asked curiously, "Do you still have the soul-chasing talisman you burned just now? Can you lend me a look?"

It stands to reason that everyone is in the same industry, and basically has their own unique skills. Generally, they will not easily reveal the secrets to others, but Meng San has always been big-hearted. Handed him a soul chasing talisman paper.

Seeing how generous he is, the big guys came over to study together.

"This chasing soul talisman looks like there are not many people in the Daogong world who can draw it. Jingyang, you are not an easy brother!" A slightly older Daoist smiled at Lu Jingyang.

Lu Jingyang knew that Meng San didn't intend to use the old man's name to show off everywhere, so he just laughed it off and didn't answer that Daogong guy.

The two of them are mysterious, so it's not easy for everyone to ask too much, so they just changed the subject and talked about the evil man, and someone said, "Knowing that if you lose, you will be backlashed, and your family will be hurt, why does he often do this kind of thing? Aren't you afraid of retribution on your descendants in the future?"

Lu Jingyang shook his head and sighed, "I heard that that person's ancestors all practiced sorcery, and it will be extinct in his generation. This is also retribution. He probably has a mental imbalance, so he continued to use sorcery to make monsters. He is not good enough now. So I often lose to others, if he wins, there may be big troubles at the funeral!"

"Are there any funerals in this village in the future, should we suggest that the Taoists should be more careful?" Meng San asked.

"Thanks to your timely response, you defeated him this time. You are going to be famous in the Daoist circle." Lu Jingyang laughed.

Meng San, "..."

This must not be a good thing!

Meng San wanted to say something more, when he suddenly saw Triangle Eye standing outside the Taoist tents with a gloomy expression, waving to him.

Lu Jingyang also sensed Triangle Eyes' hostility towards Meng San, and reminded Meng San in a low voice, "Brother, be careful."

"It's okay, don't worry." Meng San smiled at Lu Jingyang, got up and walked out of the tent towards the triangle eye.

I thought that the triangular eyes were causing trouble for that day, but before Meng San could speak, he took out his mobile phone and said sinisterly, "Add a WeChat account!"

Meng San, "..."

If a same-sex person asks you for WeChat viciously, even a normal person would think it's a trap!

Seeing that Meng San didn't say anything, Triangular Eyes gritted his teeth and explained, "My sister wants to meet you, so hurry up and give me your WeChat ID."

When Triangle Eyes mentioned his sister, Meng San looked around and saw a few young girls hiding by the wall and peeking here, probably the sister with Triangle Eyes among them.

Meng San resolutely refused, "I don't accept chatting up, thank you!"

This remark had no other meaning at first, but it was a great irony to Triangle Eye's ears, because that day he was using alcohol to tease his sister.

After Meng San finished speaking, he turned and left.

Triangle Eyes stretched out his hand to grab his collar, but fortunately Meng San hid quickly, seeing that they were going to have a conflict, Lu Jingyang hurried over to stop him, using an excuse to ask Meng San to help him find something.

At the funeral, Triangle Eyes didn't dare to offend Daogong, so he left angrily.