I was straight from the start

Before Han Weisheng opened his mouth, the old Taoist had already said to himself: "In this way, I can get an extra reward for cracking down on counterfeiting, and then I will give you half of it. It is definitely more than you can do alone. How about it?"

Han Weisheng sneered in his heart, this doesn't expose it, the relationship is to act together, so that his reputation will be ruined, and the Taoist will benefit.

Han Weisheng asked: "Then why are you here to be such a good person?"

The Taoist hated iron but said: "You are so young, they must have some doubts about you, let alone money, if you fail, you may not be beaten to death."

Han Weisheng asked solemnly: "Sir, do you have a plan in mind?"

The Taoist said proudly: "Of course, it doesn't matter how I got here after so many years of walking in the rivers and lakes. Don't worry, I have a lot of means, and the benefits after that will be indispensable to you."

It's a beautiful idea, it really made Han Weisheng the little liar he was when he entered the rivers and lakes.

However, this Taoist is so bad that it can be regarded as bringing some fun to Han Weisheng's boring exorcism, so there is nothing wrong with satisfying his fantasy.

Han Weisheng pretended to be entangled in thinking for a while, and then clasped his fists at the Taoist as if he had made up his mind: "Sir, teach me."

The Taoist was overjoyed, it was a good thing to meet such a stupefied boy, as for the promise, there was still time to say it when the world met again, and it should be a lesson for this kid who almost ruined his good deeds.

The two people here finished talking, the Taoist called Bo Song in, and pretended to be mysterious: "Since Master Bo invited the poor Taoist, why did he accept other people, this... seems to be against the rules of the Tao."

Han Weisheng's acting skills are so good that he doesn't need the Taoist to remind him, he has already said: "Mr. also understands the rules of Taoism, so there is nothing wrong with those who are able to help others."

The Taoist thought that what the child said was too honest. He didn't sound like a fledgling liar, but rather like a brat who just came out of some fairy family to practice.

But the Taoist didn't think too much about it, he thought it was a little liar who didn't know the skills and imitated what the fairy family said.

The Taoist said: "Since you have said this, the poor Taoist is going to compete with you."

Bo Song was still thinking, why is it so good, suddenly there was a competition, but the rules of the fairy family, they mortals are not easy to talk about.

Han Weisheng pretended to change his expression slightly, not daring to speak, the Taoist smiled and said, "What's the matter? Don't you dare?"

Han Weisheng stammered: "Who...who dare not?"

The Taoist nodded and said, "Well, it's better to hit the sun than to choose a day. How about opening the altar to cast spells tonight, so that the ghost can show its original shape?"

Han Weisheng secretly thought that this old Taoist seems to have been in the rivers and lakes for a long time, and he dared to use the original form as a performance item, it seems that he really understands the basics of Taoism.

At night, other people's houses turned off their lights to go to sleep, only Baifu was brightly lit.

A large table was set up in the courtyard of the Bai family, covered with a yellow cloth with gossip painted on it, on the table were candlesticks, incense burners, various tributes, and a stack of thick talisman papers.

Han Weisheng had seen the paper before, it wasn't the grayish-yellow talisman paper made by the immortal family using clean water, but the ordinary, rough thin paper used to make paper money; and there was a strange smell in the cinnabar, Asking sounds like gunpowder used in fireworks.

The Taoist saw that the sky was almost dark, and said: "Okay, we can start now."

He glanced at Han Weisheng, then washed his hands with a golden basin, took the mahogany sword, grabbed a handful of talisman papers, and muttered to the sky.

Han Weisheng stood aside, didn't make a sound, and didn't look at the Taoist, his eyes were always fixed on the position of Boran's room.

I don't know how long it took, the Taoist suddenly let out a "haha", took a sip of rice wine, sprayed it on the mahogany sword, and then poked the sword into the talisman paper, flying in the air.

After a while, the talisman paper suddenly ignited a small pinch of flames, and as the Taoist muttered, the flames grew bigger and bigger, and finally burned up all the talisman papers.

Han Weisheng sneered in his heart, he didn't feel any mana, and the performance of the Taoist was not so good, if it wasn't for the fact that the whole family was looking forward to the well-being of the little prince in the mansion, they would have discovered that the Taoist was a fake.