"Uncle Hai, your talisman is too strong. I can't beat it."

Fang Yu returned to normal and immediately took off the Wuxiang mask.

Even though it was a short while, the hunger in his stomach was unbearable, but it was much better than last time.

After eating all the breakfast on the table, he basically felt better.

It seems that his speculation was correct. The side effects of this Wuxiang mask are related to the length of time he uses it.

He Hai sat aside with a strange look on his face, saying: "After eating so much, aren't you afraid of bursting your stomach? I just used a talisman and borrowed the power of the giant spirit. It's normal for you to lose.

But Uncle He wants to teach you something. No matter what kind of talisman, there will be a moment when the power is exhausted, or time. As long as you hold on, you can turn the situation around.

From the level of your performance, you are stronger than Ying Qiu, at least your physical body is strong, and ordinary evil spirits can't get close to you.

I just don't know how good you are.

My strength is the worst among my brothers and sisters, and my qualifications are also poor. I don't know many Taoist methods."

After saying that, He Hai sighed. If he really got the inheritance from his master, it wouldn't be like this.

Fang Yu, who was full, grinned and said: "The Taoism is very low, which is equivalent to ten years of Taoism. Many Taoist techniques cannot be used.

Uncle He, you are already very powerful, better than most practitioners."

He is indeed right. The first level of merit and virtue is equivalent to ten years of Taoism.

He Yingqiu started practicing Taoism since he was a child, and he has been practicing Taoism for more than ten years.

But Fang Yu's overall strength is stronger than He Yingqiu, after all, he has also practiced Taoist secrets such as Yin Yang Qi Gathering Art and Qingxin Zhenshen Art.

At this time, the Dadao Medicine Store has begun to get busy. Although the price is expensive, there is only one medicine store in Taoyuan Town.

Several horse-drawn carriages with goods stopped in the backyard of the medicine store, led by Zhang Youcai, with some servants.

There are many antiques in the carriage, some of which are stained with a lot of mud, like cabbages in the vegetable market, stacked everywhere, without any protection.

The gate opened, and a short middle-aged man with a mustache walked out. The man was wearing Western clothes and a top hat, and walked over.

After taking a closer look at the antiques on the carriage, he said with a somewhat unhappy face: "Mr. Zhang, I have told you many times that these things must be protected. If they are damaged, they will not sell for much money."

Zhang Youcai smiled and said: "Mr. Kameda, these things are only a small part, and the rest are still being excavated.

It is not easy to get these. Many of our people died. You have to give us a good price."

Kameta nodded helplessly and said: "That place is weird. You have to find some practitioners to take a look."

"We dug up a coffin, but it has not been opened. The coffin is a bronze coffin with many runes engraved on it. I wonder if Mr. Kameda is interested. The price of this coffin is not cheap, far more than these antiques.

I also know that you are studying the supernatural events in our land."

Zhang Youcai took out the pipe, pressed the tobacco inside, lit it, and started to smoke.

Ichiro Kameda's face changed slightly, and said: "Wait for me first."

After that, he entered the yard.

After a cup of tea, Kameda Ichiro came out with a smile on his face: "We want them, you pay the price, we also need some boys and girls, you prepare them."

Zhang Youcai's face sank slightly when he heard this, and said: "You already asked for a few boys and girls a year ago, why do you want them again?"

"We are refining an evil ghost, and we need boys' blood. This time we need twelve, six boys and six girls."

Kameda Ichiro stared at Zhang Youcai.

With Zhang Youcai's power in Taoyuan Town, a dozen children are not difficult.

But everyone knows that the Oshima Pharmacy is a power of the Japanese island country, so it is not convenient to operate.

It is not easy to refine Baifu in the soul-raising jar into a shikigami. Even Kawano Yoshiko, the eldest disciple of the Jiujiu School, is not so easy to refine.

"Evil ghost? Is it because of what happened yesterday? Didn't you send people to my house? Why is Xiao Cui still missing? The body of the seventh concubine was also pierced by something in the mourning hall. The body is horrible."

Zhang Youcai exhaled a puff of smoke, his face a little unhappy.

The seventh concubine died, but Xiao Cui was pretty and had a fierce spirit. She was the woman he liked.

Ichiro Kameda looked wooden and said, "The beauty who was responsible for protecting the Zhang Mansion is dead. Don't you know who did it? Did your Zhang Mansion offend anyone?"

"What? That beauty is a master of your Jiujiu faction. How could she die? The only funeral shop in Taoyuan Town can deal with her."

Zhang Youcai stared at Ichiro Kameda with disbelief on his face.

"IWe will investigate. Okay, let's transport these things in first. We will get the bronze coffin at night. Before that, don't touch the coffin rashly, okay? "

Ichiro Kameda warned Zhang Youcai.

Zhang Youcai nodded, and Ichiro Kameda entered the yard.

"Master, how credible can you be about what Mr. Kameda said? He gave you two concubines, but they both died strangely. "

At this time, a thin old man came over.

Zhang Youcai saw the old man, snorted, and said: "Uncle Li, these guys don't have good intentions at all. You don't need to remind me, I know it too. Now I'm just pretending to be nice to them.

This time, they are not given any good stuff."

Li Zhong nodded and continued: "The beauty is dead, I'm afraid it was done by the funeral shop, but He Hai is not here, and He Yingqiu doesn't have such strength. Could it be that Taoyuan Town has another master?

Also, are we really going to sell the bronze coffin we dug out with great difficulty to the Dadao Pharmacy?"

Zhang Youcai said with a fake smile: "There are evil things in the bronze coffin, perhaps the legendary zombies. If they want it, let them get it. I want to see what the Jiuju School can do to deal with such evil spirits."

"Do we still need to prepare the boy and girl?"

Li Zhong nodded and asked again.

Zhang Youcai took a deep puff of his cigarette holder and exhaled thick smoke: "Let's prepare it first. If the funeral shop can't deal with the things in the bronze coffin, we will send it to them."

Li Zhong nodded: "By the way, Master, the young lady has sent a letter. She will arrive in Taoyuan Town in two days."

Zhang Youcai showed a look of surprise on his face: "Qingyu is coming back? That's great. Although I have six wives, I only have Qingyu as my precious daughter. She is studying in the provincial capital. I haven't seen her for a long time.

Uncle Li, you are an old man who has watched us grow up. Qingyu is like your granddaughter. This time when she comes back, there are some things that should not be said. Don't say them. "

"Of course, I will not let the young lady get involved in this dispute. Master, let's go back and prepare."

Li Zhong bowed and turned to Zhang's house.

It was past noon, and the sun was still very hot. The ground was about to be scorched. There was a river outside Taoyuan Town, and many children were playing by the river.

Under the willow trees by the river, there was also an eight or nine-year-old child fishing with a homemade fishing rod. The child wore a straw hat and his face showed maturity that did not match his age. He looked at the goose feather float in the river with some nervousness.

Suddenly, the float sank suddenly, and a huge force drove the silk thread.

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