After marrying into a wealthy family, my little Taoism became popular

After the police asked about the specific location, they said to Si Huai intimately, "He is a wanted criminal, please protect yourself."

Si Huai's eyes lit up: "How much is he?"

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone: "...5 RMB."

Only 5 yuan?

After making the phone call, Si Huai looked at Zhu Cheng with irony: "Do you know that your master is worth 20 yuan?"

"Why are you only 5 yuan!"

Zhu Cheng's face changed, and his slender eyes stared at him viciously like snakes.

5 yuan is the price of a beauty charm.

Si Huai couldn't help but sighed: "Is this the gap between apprentice and master?"

The word master touched Zhu Cheng's nerves, and he laughed sinisterly: "That trash."

Si Huai: "He's worth 20 yuan, you're more trash than him."

Xiaoqing nodded in agreement: "You are cheap, you are trash."

One person, one ghost, one singing, and one singing together, Zhu Cheng was furious, and the black air lingering around his body became more and more intense, as if he was rolling.

Si Huai looked at the yin energy on his body curiously. He remembered that when he met last time, the other party didn't have so much yin energy on him.

Zhu Cheng took out a golden bell from his bosom, and shook it lightly twice.

The crisp sound of bells came to my ears from far and near.

Si Huai scratched his ears and looked at him wonderingly: "What are you doing?"

Noise attack?

Zhu Cheng was shocked from the bottom of his heart, he didn't fall into an illusion and didn't feel the existence of Dementor Bell.

No wonder Zhang Liang was repeatedly defeated by him.

Seeing him in a daze, Si Huai persuaded him: "You are at best an accessory. Go to prison obediently and obediently stay for decades. You will be fine soon. Our treatment in Shangyang Prison is very good, three meals..."

Zhu Cheng took out a white cloth from his sleeve, pinched a formula and recited a mantra: "Inside and outside the Three Realms, listen to my orders..."

The white cloth looked familiar, Si Huai looked at it for a while, and found that it was the Ten Thousand Ghost Banner that Zhang Liang practiced in the ancient tomb last time.

He frowned, raised his legs and rushed over.

Zhu Cheng stood at the entrance of the box, less than ten meters away from Si Huai.

As soon as he took a step, the temperature in the room dropped sharply, and pairs of pale, slender hands grew on the floor and walls, and they grabbed Si Huai one after another.

The moment he touched Si Huai's body, those palms were burned and swallowed by the invisible yang energy, turning into smoke.

Even so, these hands did not decrease but increased, and in the blink of an eye, the room was filled with dense hands.

Si Huai's footsteps stopped, his hands couldn't hurt him, and the others were different.

He turned his head to look at the people at the dining table, and sure enough, several hands stretched out their arms and grabbed Lu Xiuzhi and the others.

Si Huai opened the zipper of his schoolbag, and poured ghost-suppressing charms and peace charms on them all at once.

Because of the existence of the talisman paper, several people are temporarily safe.

Si Huai picked up his schoolbag, slammed it at Zhu Cheng, and said with a sneer, "You are really a waste, your master can summon a complete ghost anyway."

"It's good for you, there are only arms and legs left."

Zhu Cheng didn't expect that he would hit someone with his schoolbag, and he didn't dodge it for a while. His head was hit, his face was cut by a poor-quality metal zipper, and blood spilled out.

Si Huai took two steps at a time and rushed towards Zhu Cheng.

Zhu Cheng squinted his eyes, touched the blood on his cheeks, twitched the corner of his mouth twice, and gradually grinned, revealing a weird smile.

Blood dripped to the ground, and the hands at his feet suddenly swelled, becoming several times their original size, and they grabbed Si Huai's leg tightly.

Half of the palm was burned off by the yang energy, and suddenly, it grew back in the original place.

For a while, Si Huai was trapped in place by these hands.

Si Huai lowered his head and stared at these infinitely growing hands for a while.

After thinking for a moment, he raised his eyebrows at Zhu Cheng, and said sarcastically, "Only this level?"

"Are you really giving up on yourself when you say you can only call out your arms?"

"You can't, can you have some complete ones?"

The verbal attack successfully angered Zhu Cheng. After finishing the execution, he looked at Si Huai coldly: "When you are about to die, you can only use your mouth."

Si Huai kicked those big hands away, rushed to Zhu Cheng, and raised his fist.

Zhu Cheng didn't dodge at all, and raised the corners of his mouth eeriely.

Si Huai frowned, and there was a tick-tock sound in his ears, and a stench of fishy smell came from the top of his head.

He looked up and saw a layer upon layer of pale flesh.

The meatball was about the size of five or six people hugging it together, it looked like a giant white lion head, its body was uneven, and every gully exuded a smoky stench, it had no hands or feet, but it had a big mouth, drooling downwards, attacking Si Huai faced the door.

Si Huai dodged sideways, and punched Routuan's mouth.

This punch seemed to be hit in a mass of fat, limp and sunk in.

Just like the big hand just now, the part burned by Yang Qi grew out in a blink of an eye.

Zhu Cheng not only summoned the meat balls, but also five or six ghosts approached from every corner.

Seeing this, Zhu Cheng said gloomyly: "This name is endless."

Life is endless, endless.

Si Huai gave him a blank look, both the master and the apprentice like to do fancy things.

Si Huai slapped the head of the charging ghost, and said coldly: "This name, touch the head to kill."

Zhu Cheng: "..."

Si Huai slapped a ghost to death, avoided Routuan's mouth, and punched Routuan twice.

As much meat as he knocked out, so much meatballs will grow.

Si Huai was overjoyed, and said to Zhu Cheng, "You are quite obedient, kid."

Get what you want.

Although this thing looks ugly, it stinks enough.

Si Huai quickly waved to Xiaoqing: "Xiaoqing, come and eat, this thing will grow back after eating."

Xiaoqing was helping several people at the table to drive away the palms that were trying to get close, when she heard Si Huai calling her, she rushed over immediately, jumped onto the meat ball, and bit it with her mouth open.

Unlike the ghost that was eaten by Xiaoqing before, this meat ball seemed to feel no pain, even if a small part of its body was bitten off, it still attacked Si Huai.

Seeing that Si Huai was able to fight these ghosts with ease, Zhu Cheng stopped watching the battle and turned around to leave.

Si Huai noticed immediately that he was about to chase after kicking the meatball.

A mere 5 yuan actually wants to slip?

After chasing to the door of the box, there was no sign of Zhu Cheng in the corridor. There were two roads on the left and one on the right. I didn't know where to chase, and there were still hoarse screams of ghosts behind me.

Si Huai cursed angrily, then turned around to clean up the ghosts in the box.

There were not many ghosts, and they were quickly dealt with by Si Huai. Because the caster left, the hands all over the box disappeared quickly.

Si Huai panted and sat on the ground, watching Xiaoqing gnaw on the meatball.

Today's biggest winner is only Xiaoqing.

Xiaoqing took a bite, and the leader of the meat took a bite. After realizing this, Xiaoqing gnawed even more happily. The corners of his mouth reached to his ears, showing a mouthful of big white teeth, and he let go.

Si Huai watched the live broadcast, and turned to check the situation of Lu Xiuzhi and others.

As before, breathing is normal, body temperature is normal, except that the eyes are slightly out of focus.

Si Huai hesitated to call out and try.

He didn't know what was going on now, he only heard that people who sleepwalked should not wake up, they might become fools.

Now the whole family is like this, if the rumor is true, then he can't take care of the whole family, idiot?

Thinking of this, Si Huai didn't dare to speak.

He sat beside Lu Xiuzhi, resting his chin on one hand, staring at Lu Xiuzhi's face in a daze.

Just as he was about to call Taoist Fang to ask questions, Lu Xiuzhi's eyelashes trembled and he slowly woke up.

Si Huai leaned in front of him and asked curiously, "Have you fallen into an illusion?"

Looking at his boss with dark eyebrows at close range, Lu Xiuzhi was in a daze, and only after a while did he hum in a low voice.

Si Huai quickly asked: "What is the illusion like? What did you see?"

Lu Xiuzhi pursed his lips, and said softly, "I saw that you didn't get lost when you were a child, and grew up safely in the Si family."

Si Huai was startled, stared into his eyes, and asked in a low voice, "Did we play together when we were young?"

Lu Xiuzhi asked back, "Don't you remember?"

Si Huai nodded, and said vaguely: "I was sick when I was young, and I can't remember some things clearly."

After finishing speaking, he continued to ask: "Only this?"

"Is there nothing else?"

Lu Xiuzhi hummed, his voice was a little cooler than when he spoke just now.

Si Huai sighed and thought, the great monk is really pure-hearted and ascetic, he has no pursuit!

"What about the boss and the others?"

Lu Xiuzhi glanced around, his eyes paused on Xiaoqing who was eating happily in the corner, and then turned to look at the yard.

The bamboos in the courtyard are extremely emerald and bright, and a few beams of moonlight pass through the branches and leaves and fall on the stones on the ground, forming a circle.

Lu Xiuzhi frowned slightly: "Suxin Formation."

Knowing that Si Huai didn't understand, he explained directly: "Using the green plants as the eyes of the formation will make the participants concentrate their minds."

Si doubted: "Sounds like a good match?"

"This is the orthodox formation method of Maoshan. If those who enter the formation cannot get out of the illusion by themselves, the only way to wake them up is to destroy the formation."

If they all fell into an illusion, they would naturally be slaughtered by Zhu Cheng.

Lu Xiuzhi looked cold: "His purpose is not to help Wang Xingsheng."

"Orthodox Taoism has no yin energy, you and I won't find out for a while."

Si Huai was even more puzzled: "What does he want?"

Want to get spanked?

Lu Xiuzhi glanced at him and asked, "What magic weapon did he use?"

Si Huai thought for a while: "A golden bell, and the rags from the Wangui Banner last time, that bell seems to be a noise attack..."

Listening to the description, Lu Xiuzhi's expression became even colder.

The purpose of concentrating the soul and refining the soul is self-evident.

"Soul, he probably inherited Zhang Liang's mantle and wanted to refine the ghost king."

Si Huai turned his head to look at the meat ball, thinking that this meat ball should be the failure of the ghost king.

This is too ugly, and the aesthetic problem of 5 yuan is very serious.

The speed of Xiaoqing's gnawing was very fast, far exceeding the growth speed of the meatball. During the time they were chatting, the meatball had shrunk by more than half.

Lu Xiuzhi: "Destroy the array first to wake them up."

Si Huai nodded, walked to the courtyard, raised his hand to grab the top of the bamboo, and kicked towards the part about [-] centimeters from the bottom.

After kicking hard twice, the bamboo snapped and broke.

As soon as Lu Xiuzhi found the igniter from the cabinet in the box, he saw that Si Huai had kicked all the bamboos and put them neatly on the ground.

Seeing the things in his hand, Si Huai smiled: "Then bamboo is not easy to burn, young master."

"Is it enough to break the bamboo?"

As soon as the words fell, the sound of the wine glass smashing sounded.

Si Huai walked in, only to see Si Hongye accidentally knocked down the wine glass in hand, he met Wang Xingsheng's big face as soon as he opened his eyes, recalled carefully, he couldn't remember what happened just now, he vaguely remembered making a Dream.

He turned to look at Fei Xiuxiu, and Fei Xiuxiu was also in a daze: "What's wrong with me?"

Feeling the enthusiasm from somewhere, Si Hongye's expression changed, and he slapped the table, becoming angry from embarrassment:

"Wang Xingsheng! You, you make an inch!"

"How dare you put medicine in the food!"