My tablet has become the palm of the antique tycoon

The old Qingsong thought that the hiding place was fairly hidden, and was just about to breathe a sigh of relief, but a childish voice came from his ear: "Grandpa, are you playing hide and seek with me?"

The old Taoist Qingsong didn't catch his breath, and almost died of fright.

He swung the copper coin sword and stabbed at the source of the sound, but he missed it, the surrounding area was empty, and there was no shadow of a kid at all.

He gritted his teeth and cursed angrily: "You dog, come out if you have the ability, what's the ability to hide in the back and shady people!"

As soon as the words fell, he felt a chill on his neck, and wrapped his arm tightly around his neck, and the childish voice whispered in his ear: "Who are you calling a dog!"

The old Taoist's throat tightened, and the hand holding the copper coin sword couldn't help trembling.

The next moment, the arms around his neck suddenly tightened, making him feel difficult to breathe.

"You have a lot of resentment."

Bingli turned back and shouted downstairs: "Brother Zhong, I'm hungry!"

"Eat." A thick and slightly cold voice sounded.

The girl got permission, and she was no longer polite, and bit the old Taoist Qingsong's neck.

A streak of black air was torn off by her and swallowed into her stomach. The flesh and flesh on Qingsong Laodao's neck was still intact, but he let out a scream.

He finally knew that what the girl ate was his flesh and blood, but the resentment attached to his soul.

The ice grains were torn apart one by one, and I was very happy to eat them.

Master Qingsong couldn't bear the severe pain of skinning and deboning. He was trembling all over, and he could hardly hold the sword in his hand, and the veins on his forehead were bulging.

He stretched out his hand and grabbed the girl behind him, trying to throw the girl off him, but he was in vain.

The crisp laughter from his ears and the pain from his neck reminded him that the girl was still hanging behind him.

The old Qingsong chanted the mantra again: "Lingbao Tianzun, comfort the body. The disciple's soul, the five internal organs are mysterious. The green dragon and the white tiger, there are different battles; the red bird and the black martial arts, I am the real guard. Hurry like a law!"

The girl was still tearing up the grievance from her soul cheerfully, and swallowed it into her stomach, without any effect at all.

The spell failed again, and the old Taoist Qingsong almost fell into despair.

how so!

Just how powerful Cao Xuanhe can be, he can't use any Taoism that can suppress him.

The spell was ineffective, Qingsong Lao Dao could only choose the self-help method of ordinary people, desperately bumping into the wall next to him, hoping to let the girl escape from him through the impact.

He has now entered his sixtieth year, and his body is not as good as before. After only two or three hard impacts, there was a sharp pain in his left arm, and the bone was cracked.

Old Daoist Qingsong directly slumped on the ground, no longer resisting, the severe pain in his body and soul made him tremble non-stop.

A thought of death flashed through his mind.

At this moment, several loud shouts came from the first floor of the villa: "Senior brother Qingsong!"

"Junior Brother Qingsong!"

When the old Taoist heard the sound, his despairing expression was instantly filled with joy.

His savior is here!

Master Qingsong endured the severe pain of being torn apart by the girl, forced himself up, crawled towards the stairs, and shouted for help: "I am here, Senior Brother Minglin, Junior Brother Wenge, help me!"

The people downstairs heard the sound and were about to run upstairs when they saw a tall and mighty male ghost holding a halberd standing at the stairs with a cold expression, blocking their way.

When several Taoist priests saw the ghost, they immediately became vigilant. The Taoist priest in charge shouted: "Junior Brother Wenge, bring other people to hold him back, Junior Brother Qingling, follow me up to save people!"

Several people took out their magic weapons, chanted incantations, and attacked Cao Zhong.

Cao Zhong was not afraid, but instead felt a sense of excitement.

He was a general before he was alive, and he was good at fighting. Although he voluntarily stayed in the shop to guard the shop for his master these years, he still longed for a hearty fight in his bones.

Now is his chance to display it!

The four Taoist priests continued to cast spells. Cao Zhong approached them while avoiding the yellow talismans thrown by them, using his halberd advantage to attack the opponent.

All the veterans present were experienced in many battles, and naturally they have seen many difficult ghosts. For a time, four people and one ghost fought hard, and they barely fought to a tie.

Upstairs, Master Minglin and the other two juniors saw Master Qingsong lying on the ground in embarrassment, with a young girl lying on his back, she was eating happily.

Seeing this, the old Taoist Minglin showed a look of surprise, and exclaimed: "Wraith!"

But seeing that his junior brother has already released a lot of energy and less air intake, and can't care about other things, he pinched his fingers and chanted a mantra, and stepped forward to drive away: "The heaven and the earth are natural, the filth is scattered, the cave is mysterious and empty, and the Taiyuan is shining. The majesty of the eight directions... press Travel to the five mountains, know the news from the eight seas; the devil king puts his hands on him, and guards my house; the evil and filth dissipate, but the Dao Qi remains forever. Be as urgent as a law!"

Sensing the danger coming, Bingli dodged instantly, and looked dissatisfiedly at the three old men who came up to disturb her eating.

When she saw one of them again, she showed joy, licked the corner of her lips, pointed at him and said, "You have a lot of resentment."

When Ming Lin heard the words, his cloudy eyes flickered, and he said to the other two: "Junior Brother, pester her!"

The other two did as they were told, while Minglin took the opportunity to run to Qingsong, helped him up, and asked urgently, "Junior brother, what's going on!"

Master Qingsong panted heavily, and it took him a long time to force himself out a complete sentence: "It's Cao Xuanhe, he wants to kill me."

Old Taoist Minglin heard the words, and murmured softly: "Cao Xuanhe."

"He has always acted in a low-key manner. How could you provoke him?"

Qingsong's old Taoist face showed a sinister look, he gritted his teeth and said: "I was plotted by the Yan family."

"This old man Yan Chengxi, when I go out today, I must cut him into pieces."

Old Taoist Ming Lin also knew that this was not the time to talk about things, so he helped him up, glanced up and down, and asked, "Are you okay?"

Master Qingsong bared his teeth in pain, his voice trembling: "It hurts, my whole body hurts."

Old Ming Lin took out a pen and paper from his satchel, and was about to draw a pain relief talisman to relieve his pain, when suddenly he felt a chill down his back, and a silver bell-like laughter came from his ears.

Then he felt a pain in his back, and a thick black air was swallowed into his stomach by the ice particles.

"what--!"

Old Ming Lin let out a hoarse scream.

He finally understood what Junior Brother Qingsong said about the pain, what it felt like.

It's nothing more than the soul being torn apart.

"The Taishang Laojun taught me to kill ghosts, and I am a god. I call on the jade girl, and it is ominous... God masters kill, do not avoid the powerful, kill the evil ghosts first, and then kill the night light. What gods do not subdue, what ghosts dare to be , hurry like a law!"

Old Taoist Minglin became furious from embarrassment, and directly took out the yellow talisman, and recited it as a curse to kill ghosts.

But the yellow talisman didn't hit the girl.

The girl was not far away, looking at him with a smile on her face. At this moment, her eyes moved up and she looked behind him, smiling even more, and sweetly called: "Brother Zhong."

Old Taoist Qingsong raised his head, and saw a tall male ghost holding a halberd, his face was gloomy, his whole body was full of murderous aura, and he walked towards Old Taoist Minglin.

Master Qingsong immediately exclaimed: "Brother, be careful!"

Following Qingsong's exclaimed reminder, Minglin's immediate response.

Normally, he would not be afraid of the ghost in front of him. The problem is that he was bitten by the girl just a few times, and his whole body was in pain, his face was pale, and his reaction to dodge became slow.

As soon as Cao Zhong thought that the Taoist priest had used the ghost-killing spell on the ice pellets just now, he felt furious in his chest, and he swung his long halberd and threw it at him.

Old Daoist Ming Lin couldn't dodge in time, one of his legs was hit, and there was a sound of cracking and bone breaking.

"what--!"

"Senior brother Minglin!"

Two tragic sounds sounded at the same time, almost breaking through the entire villa.

But the others were either seriously injured and fell to the ground, or passed out directly, and no one could step forward to support them.

Seeing the tall male ghost swinging his halberd, and about to smash it down again, the old Taoist Qingsong shouted to stop him: "Wait a minute!"

"I quit the association, Cao Xuanhe, I promise you to quit the association!"

Qing Song yelled loudly into the villa, hoping that the other party could hear him and let himself and the other senior brothers go.

It's a pity that no one answered him.

And he seemed to have exhausted all his energy, rolled his eyes, and passed out.

In Wanbaozhai, Ming Yi is playing games with his mobile phone to pass the time.

He glanced at the time, and it was almost twelve o'clock in the morning, which meant that Cao Zhong and the others had been gone for six or seven hours.

After such a long time, he didn't know what the situation was. He endured and endured, and finally he couldn't help it, and sat up from the sofa: "Daughter-in-law, Cao Zhong and the others are really fine, it's been so long, how about Let's go and help them."

Cao Xuanhe said indifferently: "No need."

Ming Yi worried: "But I don't worry about it."

Cao Xuanhe: "No hurry, they should be back soon."

Ming Yi didn't give up: "How fast is it?"

Before Cao Xuanhe could answer, a petite figure ran in behind the screen, threw himself on Cao Xuanhe's legs and said, "Brother, we are back!"

Ming Yi hurriedly got up and looked the three little devils up and down, and saw that their clothes were torn, and asked, "Are you injured?"

Cao Zhong shook his head: "No problem."

After all, the opponents were a few Taoist priests with profound Taoism. It was not easy for them to win. How could it be possible that they were not injured at all.

Among the three, Xie Heyu was in the best condition, with the lowest force. He kept hiding and watched the battle, and from time to time he stepped in and caused some obstacles for the opponent, so he was the least injured.

Cao Zhong was the most seriously injured, with white smoke coming out from several places on his body, it looked like he was hit by a talisman, but he didn't seem to notice it, his eyes were bright, and there was a bit of uncontrollable excitement.

Obviously showing his skills today made him very happy.

Bingli was the smallest and had several wounds on her body, but the most striking thing was her bulging belly, which lifted her skirt up high, like kicking a big watermelon.

Before Ming Yi could ask, she patted her stomach and said, "Brother, I'm so full today."

Cao Xuanhe hummed, lifted his chin to her, and said, "Since you're full, go back and rest early."

Bingli showed reluctance, but facing Cao Xuanhe, she still didn't dare to disobey, she nodded obediently, and reluctantly said: "Good night, brother."

Cao Xuanhe patted her on the head and said, "Good night."

After the ice grains left, Cao Xuanhe took out some incense sticks from the drawer and lit them for Cao Zhong and Xie Mingyu to eat.

While eating, the two ghosts told Cao Xuanhe what happened tonight.

After listening to the man, he nodded to show that he understood.

He said, "It's been hard work."

Cao Zhong shook his head: "It's not hard."

Coming out of the store, Ming Yi breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Daughter-in-law, why don't you put them in a bottle to recuperate?"

"Like me before."

Cao Xuanhe shook his head and said, "No, they like their own containers."

Ming Yi thought about it and thought it was right.

Just like him, since he got the little tablet back from his grandfather, he never stayed in the bottle again.

Ming Yi said again: "Do you think that old Taoist priest will be like last time, agreeing to withdraw from the association, but secretly plotting how to deal with you?"

Cao Xuanhe said: "No."

Previously, the other party was reluctant to take the position that was about to be obtained, so he wanted to fight him with the mentality of trying to get away with it. The lesson of this night was enough for him to understand the gap in strength between the two sides.

Old Taoist Qing Song is a smart man, he knows who he can offend and who he can't afford to offend.

Ming made a sound, and said to himself, just wait, if the other party is still not convinced, he will beat him up again.

Ming Yi: "What about the Yan family, how should we deal with it?"

After all, these things are all because of them.

Cao Xuanhe twirled his fingers, thought for half a second, and said, "If we don't need to take action this time, Qingsong and the others will not let him go easily."

Ming Yi thought about it and found it very reasonable, and said excitedly: "Then we can see the fierce scene of dogs biting dogs!"