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"What's wrong?" Seeing Zhang Yu's expression change slightly, Pan Chonghai asked curiously.

"This bamboo tube is really weird. It can capture Pan Yun's soul inside." Zhang Yu said truthfully.

"What?" Pan Chonghai was shocked and said in disbelief: "How can there really be a soul in this world? Are you deliberately being alarmist?"

"There are no blood-sucking people in this world, haven't you seen them?" Zhang Yu asked back.

"He, he has cold blood." Pan Chonghai said eagerly.

"Cold blood? I haven't heard of it. Who told you?" Zhang Yu was disdainful.

"Doctor." Pan Chonghai said.

Zhang Yu shook his head and said, "I'm afraid not entirely."

As he said that, he looked at Ruyi again.

Ruyi is an ordinary jade Ruyi. It was far away before, so Zhang Yu didn't look carefully. Now when he took a closer look, he suddenly discovered that there seemed to be a blessing formation above Ruyi.

Zhang Yu couldn't help but stretched out his hand and touched it, and then felt that there was a trace of magic power on Ruyi.

The bamboo pipe was just put together with Ruyi. Pan Cuicui clearly came in to steal the bamboo pipe, so why did she suddenly fall to death?

Zhang Yu vaguely realized that it seemed to be related to this Ruyi, otherwise Pan Cuicui would definitely not be like this.

Zhang Yu observed Ruyi more carefully. Above Ruyi, there should be a formation to ward off evil spirits, but it was not a Taoist thing.

"Could it be that Pan Cuicui fell out because she was too close to this?" Zhang Yu had a thought in his mind, "No, this thing is not harmful to people, Hong Ying! It flew out of her body at that time A red shadow. Could it be said that it was the red shadow that caused the trouble?"

Seeing Zhang Yu staring at Ruyi without saying anything, Pan Chonghai couldn't help but ask: "What else did you find?"

"This Ruyi of yours is a good thing. I guess it was given to you by some eminent monk." Zhang Yu said.

"Huh?" Pan Chonghai was startled and said in surprise: "You can even see this."

"I said, without this ability, Aunt Wen wouldn't have invited me here." Zhang Yu smiled.

"This thing was given to me by Master Yuanji when I donated 10 million to Putuo Temple in Nandu, along with an amulet. He said that I will have a calamity after middle age, and these two things can protect me. I turn bad luck into good luck. I have to wear the amulet on my body all day long. This thing is called the Three Treasures Ruyi Sword and it should always be placed in my bedroom." Pan Chonghai said.

"So that's it." Zhang Yu nodded lightly and said, "It seems that this master is really an expert."

"Don't talk about it. If you want the bamboo pipe in your hand, I can give it to you. However, you must fulfill your promise and help me find my grandson." Pan Chonghai simply didn't hide it anymore.

"No problem." Zhang Yu took out the fortune-telling chart he brought with him from his pocket and said, "Tell me his name, birthday, and give me a piece of his personal clothing. I will take it with you right now." Go find it.”

"Can you find it now?" Pan Chonghai couldn't believe it.

"Don't worry. I dare to say this, so I'm sure of it." Zhang Yu said with certainty.

"Okay, his name is Pan Sheng, and his birth date is the underwear downstairs. Come with me," Pan Chonghai said, and immediately turned around and went out.

Zhang Yu put the bamboo tube away with him and followed Pan Chonghai downstairs to the basement.

Pan Chonghai pushed open the cabinet, went down, and quickly took out a vest and handed it to Zhang Yu.

Zhang Yu didn't hesitate. After biting the tip of his tongue, he began to use the eight-character fortune-seeking technique.

"Hua Hua Hua"

The pointer on the eight-character fortune-telling disk suddenly started to rotate rapidly. Pan Chonghai couldn't help but be a little surprised when he saw the compass suddenly rotating like this. He believed Zhang Yu's words a little more.

The pointer finally determined the direction, and Zhang Yu led the way and walked outside. Pan Chonghai got a flashlight and went with him.

After leaving the villa, the direction pointed by the pointer was where Panjiashan was.

The two of them walked up the mountain, passing the vegetable field, and beyond that was the woods they passed during the day.

Entering the middle of the woods, Zhang Yu suddenly heard an old voice coming from the front, "Stop struggling, quickly surrender to me and be used by me. It will be a blessing for you!"

"Ouch." Immediately afterwards, another strange scream sounded.

Listening to this sound, it is obvious that the person making the cry is in great pain.

"It's him, it's him." Pan Chonghai, who was beside Zhang Yu, said nervously and excitedly.

But he then became worried, "What's going on? His voice is wrong."

"Turn off the flashlight, let's go over and see what's going on." Zhang Yu whispered.

"Okay." Pan Chonghai agreed quickly, turned off the flashlight, and slowly moved forward with Zhang Yu.

"If you still don't surrender, you will be used by me! When will you wait?" The old voice sounded again.

"Aww. Aww." The howling sound became more and more painful.

Zhang Yu listened and walked faster. Pan Chonghai was even more nervous and followed Zhang Yu quickly.

After a while, the two of them arrived at the edge of the forest.

There was a cave in front of him. Standing between the cave and the woods was a guy with disheveled hair. This guy was naked and bloody, with only a pair of torn pants on his legs.

Needless to say, it must be a biting monster, and there is no doubt that Pan Chonghai’s grandson Pan Sheng.

Opposite Pan Sheng, stood a thin Taoist priest. The Taoist priest held a finger in his right hand and pointed at Pan Sheng. He kept shouting the words, "If you still don't surrender, you can be used by me!"

Pan Sheng's body kept struggling, but he couldn't move even half a step, and he just kept screaming strangely.

When Zhang Yu saw this posture, he didn't know it was bad. He rushed out and shouted: "Who are you! Let him go quickly!"

The Taoist priest glanced at Zhang Yu, and then said coldly: "Since you came here to die, don't blame me!"

After saying this, he palmed his hands, and a piece of talisman paper appeared in his palm.

Immediately afterwards, the talisman turned into a fireball, and the fireball emitted green flames. The Taoist pointed at Zhang Yu, and the fireball flew directly towards him.

Pan Chonghai was startled when he saw this and couldn't help but scream, "Be careful!"

If it were anyone else, he would naturally be scared to death. But Zhang Yu was not afraid at all. He just took out his pocket and a stack of copper coins appeared in his palm.

He stretched out his hand and pointed forward, and with a "swipe" sound, 108 copper coins instantly formed a money sword and shot towards the fireball.

"puff!"

The money sword collided with the fireball, and the fireball shattered immediately. The money sword continued to move forward, heading straight for the Taoist priest.

"Ah" cried out in pain, the Taoist priest couldn't dodge, and was stabbed hard in the chest by the money sword, and his body was thrown back.

"Where did you come from, a demon heretic?" Zhang Yu shouted and rushed straight towards the Taoist priest.

The Taoist priest fell to the ground, and when he saw Zhang Yu approaching, he was so moved that he took out four paper figures from inside and raised them forward.

A strange scene appeared. The four paper figures instantly turned into life-size figures and rushed towards Zhang Yu. But the Taoist priest didn't dare to fight, so he turned around and ran into the darkness.

"Open!" Zhang Yu shouted, and the money swords that were originally united immediately separated and turned into copper coins, shooting at the four paper figures respectively.

"Hua Hua Hua"

The paper man was torn to pieces in a blink of an eye.

How could Zhang Yu let this Taoist priest run away? The sudden appearance of such a Taoist must be related to Pan Yun's matter.

He was about to give chase when he heard Pan Chonghai shouting from behind: "He's trying to run! Stop him quickly!"

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Special thanks to: Dang Erlangdang for the big reward, as well as today’s 10 monthly tickets and 300 recommended tickets.

Facts have proved that Lao Tie is not suitable for writing suspense content. When writing such content, it becomes a bit bleak. In fact, this kind of content is the most difficult to write. Making up this little story made me look like I have a big head and a thick neck. No work at all. It’s just that it’s not easy to write a slap-in-the-face story.