The candles in the house were flickering, and the projection was shaking rapidly on the ground.

The originally closed door was blown open by a sudden strong wind, creaking against the wooden frames on both sides, and the light in sight dimmed for a moment.The tall shadow that appeared outside the door at some unknown time was walking in step by step.

Mu Xiaomu stood in the shadow at the side and didn't make a move.

She has yet to decide what Wang Fangping's ability is. If she can solve it independently, that's fine.No, she made a timely move from the sidelines, and a sneak attack was the best, quick and effective method.

The figure who came in walked into the house, and by the faint candlelight, he could clearly see the ferocious face of the other party, like a ghost with a blue face and fangs.

Every time he took a step forward, the floor and the house would vibrate a few times, and the window paper would rustle.

This monster was clumsy, although it looked difficult to deal with, but Wang Fangping looked solemn and fearless.Jump up from the seat and raise the knife to slash at the monster.

Two popping sounds were heard in the ears, the blade was sharp, and the monster was cut in two.

Wang Fangping was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect that the monster would be hit by him like this, and he was afraid that he would get up again, so he held up the knife and stepped on the monster's body, and slashed horizontally and vertically a few more times, resolutely wanting to let the monster get up again. Don't worry until the thing is dead.

He only felt that the touch under the knife was not as soft as the flesh, and he did not see blood gushing out. After more than ten cuts, there was no movement, so he carefully moved to the front and took a closer look. It turned out to be a doll figure made of clay.

Mu Xiaomu knew in his heart that this Taoist priest used clay puppets as a medium, but his own magic power was insufficient, resulting in the current situation of paper tigers.

If Wang Fangping was timid and didn't need to do anything, he would be scared to death.It's a pity that Wang Fangping is quite courageous, and he has the courage to risk everything, and his martial arts are not bad. This Taoist's abacus hit the wrong person, and the deceit finally encountered a hard stubble, which is also unlucky.

After solving the clay puppet, the person who came to the door for the second time was a paper puppet, which can be big or small.However, its fighting power was worse than that of a clay puppet, so Wang Fangping easily dealt with it.

I don't know how many battles have been fought, the sky outside the window is getting brighter, and the continuous monster harassment finally stopped.

Without waiting to explain to his wife, Wang Fangping didn't even need breakfast, and directly took the carriage to the town.

Mu Xiaomu followed naturally, and asked him, "I'm so eager to settle accounts with the Taoist priest, I'm afraid he failed last night and won't appear on the street today."

Wang Fangping said: "This old Taoist priest is really hateful, if we don't teach him a lesson, everyone will still treat him as a demigod, and I don't know how he will harm people in the future."

Not to mention, this Wang Fangping has a heart of justice.

However, what Mu Xiaomu expected was right, the stall was not displayed today, so the Taoist priest was nowhere to be seen.

Some people remembered what happened three days ago, and now seeing Wang Fangping standing here in good order, they felt strange and asked: "The Taoist priest predicted that you would die in three days, and you are fine now, did you get the Taoist priest's solution?"

Another person said: "It's only ten taels of silver, and it's worth a life."

Wang Fangping immediately denied their speculation, and said bitterly: "The old Taoist lied, saying that he would die in three days, but it was just a trick to deceive me of money. He knew that if I was fine, it would damage his reputation, so he secretly did it. Make a move, scare me with monsters made of dirt and paper."

Speaking of this, Wang Fangping snorted twice: "He thought I was a three-year-old child, and he was really afraid of being fooled. Others don't know, but I know. What kind of gods and demigods are deceitful, I am here today to expose his lies .This person doesn't even dare to show his face. Isn't it a guilty conscience?"

As soon as everyone heard it, they immediately asked curiously what happened. Wang Fangping didn't hide anything, and told the whole story, and finally demoted the Taoist priest severely.

Immediately someone echoed: "I mean, every time this Taoist tells fortunes to people, he always tells about disasters, and nothing good happens."

Another person said: "I know where his home is, if brother is overwhelmed, go to the door of his house and see how he has the face to hide from people."

Wang Fangping really asked for the Taoist's residence, got in the carriage and rushed to the door of the Taoist's house.

For those who like to watch the excitement, everyone made an appointment in twos and threes. Not long after, Wang Fangping arrived at the door of the Taoist priest, and soon a group of onlookers swarmed over.

The alley where the Taoist lived was crowded with people, Wang Fangping didn't even knock on the door, but kicked it away with his feet, broke in and took people.

The Taoist priest was originally annoyed by the failure of the spell, and wanted to hide today. He didn't want the master to come to the door so quickly, and he was holding a big knife with a cold light in his hand, and suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

An invisible, Taoist figure disappeared in front of everyone.

Wang Fangping was so angry that he couldn't find anyone to vent his anger on. He held his anger in his chest and couldn't swallow it or spit it out. Even his neck was red.

It was the first time for the others to see the invisibility method that greatly transformed the living, and they couldn't help but look around curiously, looking around, and felt that the Taoist priest was hiding in a corner and watching them.

Mu Xiaomu had been prepared for a long time, pushed away from the crowd, holding a basin of blood in his hand, and splashed it out in a hurry.

The figure of the Taoist priest was immediately revealed, his whole body was covered in black dog blood, his face was blurred, only his eyes were turning around, he looked like a dead ghost.

Wang Fangping immediately stepped forward to grab the Taoist priest, and called onlookers to help, and they escorted him to the yamen to serve as an official.

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After Mu Xiaomu left, Ding Zizhan devoted himself to learning the magic of Taoism from the master.

He has good aptitude, and he is naturally handy in learning. Compared with Qingyue's performance at the beginning, his rising speed is obviously faster.

Originally, Qingyue advertised that he would not be jealous, but as time went by, seeing Ding Zizhan's grades getting better and better, at this rate, he would be surpassed within a year.

I don't know where Ding Zizhan's luck came from. The master only handed over many things once, and he can quickly master and use them.

Not only that, but Qing Fei always came to Ding Zizhan to anger him.

I didn't think Qing Fei's favor was of any use before, but now I feel uncomfortable.He knew that he was not tempted by Qing Fei, but just unwilling.

Neither Ding Zizhan nor Qing Fei was reconciled.

Qingyue has always had his eyes high above his head, and he is very strong in himself, so how can he allow others to overwhelm him.

Therefore, he worked harder when practicing, and even in order to make Ding Zizhan have no hope of catching up with himself, he entered the third floor of the Dao Pagoda without telling his master, and learned the Taoist techniques that his master forbade him to learn without authorization.

Coming out of the dojo after morning training, Ding Zizhan and Qingyue met again.

The two are now meeting and ignoring each other, and neither of them will speak easily.

It's just that Qingyue has a purpose when going out today, and he needs to use the little gourd for nourishing the soul, so he wears it on his body.Unfortunately, Ding Zizhan discovered it now.

He personally took the gourd from Monk You Fang, and he has held it in his hand for so long, so he is not familiar with it.Immediately recognized something that was not Qingyue.

"stop!"

Ding Zizhan frowned and stopped in front of Qingyue. At this time, other disciples came out one after another to see the situation of the two of them. The attitude of bystanders made everyone stand far away.

Everyone knows that these two people don't deal with each other, but they have never seen them face to face.

Now, one is the master's former proud apprentice, and the other is the current celebrity, whoever will win when they meet together is naturally worth looking forward to.

The belligerent disciples were all looking forward to the fight between the two, but they didn't have too much hope for Ding Zizhan in their hearts. After all, he just entered the school. No matter how talented he is, how can he compare with Qingyue who has been studying Taoism for more than ten years.

When Qingyue saw Ding Zizhan blocking the way, he raised his eyebrows and looked at him coldly, without saying a word.

This was his usual high-cold attitude, and he had to wait for a provocative move before responding, in order to show his sense of superiority.

However, Ding Zizhan didn't give him a chance to show off. He pointed to the gourd hanging from his waist and said, "This gourd is mine. Where did you steal it from?"

Opening his mouth was the word "stealing", and the people who listened were coaxed into talking about it.

Hearing the buzzing discussions of the disciples next to him, Qingyue only felt that everyone was looking at him with contempt, and he couldn't feel his anger rising.

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

Ding Zizhan said: "This is the magic weapon that Master Miaozhen gave me to save people when I passed by the Putuo Temple. I gave it to Miss Mu, how could I not recognize it? The soul you imprisoned Miss Mu last time must have come from her hand Stolen."

He even said clearly where and who got the magic weapon, and he knew clearly that he was careless.

He began to use the excuse that Mu Xiaomu, a female ghost, couldn't have such a magic weapon in front of Qing Fei, and took away the gourd, which he didn't pay attention to at first.

Later, I thought that there was no need to tell the master about this matter, and the power was my own spoils of war, so I threw it aside.

Today I remembered that this thing is useful, it can be used to help him do something, so I carried it with me, but Ding Zizhan would recognize it.

He said this, there is no need to guess, Qingyue also knows that this person's memory may have recovered with the improvement of cultivation, and he gave himself this dark loss suddenly.

"I let that female ghost live, so why steal a word. Besides, the lonely ghost, this treasure is stolen from no one knows where, so it doesn't matter if I take it away."

Qingyue replied slowly, as if he was not ashamed of taking other people's things without authorization, more like it was a matter of course.

For some reason, the face of Qingyue in front of him overlapped with the face of the shameless man in the dream. He had done something nasty, but he still had an aloof and indifferent attitude. It was really disgusting!

Ding Zizhan had a mocking smile on the corner of his mouth, which was cold and piercing.

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