C44 Maoshan

"Erm, does Master Zhang smoke?" Do you want a stalk of it? A white-haired Hundred Herbs King, this is a good item. "

The Red-day sector, a few eye-catching words pulled me back to reality. Zheng Lei had parked his SUV, Harvard, by the side of the road and still hadn't dared to drive close to his so-called high-class villa complex.

"I don't like smoking. Don't try to get close to me, just say the word."

To be honest, from the moment I walked into this land, I noticed something unusual. Fortunately, both of my aunts followed me out this time. It should be possible to settle any problems that arise.

Although their dressing is very strange, but now that the streets are filled with Han dress girls, no one thinks it's strange after watching them for a long time. Besides, we are doing the act of jumping from a great god, and with a few strange people by our side, it seems more believable.

On top of that, he had witnessed the entire process of how the old turtle was taken care of by the river, so he was extremely grateful that he was able to invite me out of the mountain.

"No, no! You're not giving me any face at all. Great deity, you should at least give me a chance to catch my breath and explain this matter to me."

It's just that this old fogey had too many thoughts and was too dishonest. He might even tell me the truth even now. He kept on trying to curry favor with me, hoping that he would blow some sleeping gas to drive me away and obediently work for his family.

Heh, does he really think that I, Zhang Mocheng, am an idiot? But how would he know that the reason why I agreed to this matter is because I have other plans.

From my observation, I can see that my aunt is not willing to reveal the origins of the deities that possessed this uncle. That must be some sort of background and cultivation experience.

Since the other party has appeared in my field of vision, it is definitely not without reason. Although our Di Ma is not as formal as the Taoist monks at the temples on the mountain, we are still more concerned about fate and karma.

Since you've come here, it doesn't matter if it's from the main path, or the outside path, or the Rogue Immortals and Wild Immortals, they all have their own motives.

At the moment, Fu Hao's situation is haunting me, and I am still worried about not being able to break through. If I can find a way to deal with this deity on the way, maybe I can cure Fu Hao who has turned into a red-clothed evil ghost.

From the tone of my two grandaunts, I guessed that although they had a way to solve this problem, one, it was my experience. Secondly, the range of which a deity specializes in was different.

It seems like there are many experts around me right now, but if I really meet any powerful things that have high cultivation experience or special opportunities, they might not even be able to resolve it.

"Hmph." I sneered, but didn't try to point at the blue flower with my fingers. In the end, however, my aunt had carried me up a few times, and now I can be considered to have passed my words on to her, staring at Zheng Lei who was trembling all over, not daring to even breathe too loudly. Even so, I still didn't dare to open my mouth and reveal the truth.

"Ugh, looks like you really don't want to cry until you see the coffin. Let me help you. Your neighborhood should have been bought three years ago, and strange things have happened to you since then, right?"

Hearing my words, the old man broke out in a cold sweat. He kept avoiding me with his eyes, not daring to look at me directly.

"However, the most outrageous thing should be that you left it at home and created quite a few Buddha statues, but did you not hear a single word?"

"What, what?"

This time Zheng Lei is really going to kneel down, I think that what I said is not wrong, but we do not have that kind of ability yet, according to what my aunt said, I still need to lay a foundation, I can't be anxious even if I have to nurture a cousin and break through.

These words were secretly told to me by Hu LiangBing. She, who was proficient in formations and Feng Shui, from the moment she approached this place, was inexplicably excited. However, there was a hint of ridicule in her words.

"It's easy to send a god away, but you didn't just invite Buddha statues and deities right? I'm afraid even the deities would invite you home, I really can't help you with this."

The so called "no tears until you see the coffin", there are some kind of people that really need this much, until now, Zheng Lei already planned for me to be a fool, not willing to say out loud why he was with this deity, then how can I scare him?!

"Since you asked my comrades, it won't be quick to settle this matter, you have to settle it with them, if not, when it gets out of hand, I, Zhang Mocheng, will not abide by the rules, and would end up messing up with my colleagues."

"I, I'll say! Great deity, you really are a living great deity. The person I found last time wasn't like you, I think he's a Daoist, but his temper isn't that good. If I say anything more, I'm going to get scolded. "

Things had finally gotten a bit out of hand. Seeing that I was about to turn around and leave in a rage, Zheng Lei immediately threw aside the worries in his stomach and told me everything in detail.

It wasn't that I was cowardly, it was just saying that there were so many ways to die in this world. Not long after, Zheng Lei's old lady also hanged himself in his red pajamas.

Ever since that day, he had experienced a lot of strange things. However, this old brat just couldn't figure it out. In the past, he could be considered as being filial to his old mother.

Even if this old man had turned into a vengeful spirit, he shouldn't have come looking for him. He should have gone looking for other unfilial children that didn't take care of the old man.

"Daoist Priest?" It seems that this matter is getting more and more confused. " I helplessly shook my head as I replied.

It was naive, this Zheng Lei was simply too naive, there were all sorts of people in this world, all of them had opened their mouths to speak, it was obvious that tens of thousands of Di Ma s were present, those who knew Dao Arts could also be independent cultivators, their circle was much more chaotic than others could imagine.

"Why don't you take a closer look at the photo of your mother when she died? There are too many people who call themselves Daoists in this world. Could it be that all of them are benevolent and can behead demons and exterminate devils?"

In order to resolve this issue as soon as possible, I didn't have time to be afraid of the red-clothed person, and directly extended my hand to ask for Zheng Lei for the photo of her mother's tragic death.

The key point was whether or not there were any clues of someone casting spells on the old man when he died.

"So much nonsense, that's how your master's immortal taught you how to become Di Ma." Just as I was trying to figure out how to deal with this mess, a teasing, flat, and even somber voice came to me.

A bright yellow gas shot out from in front of me, completely different from the yellow gas that was emitted by Hu Xiaohong previously.

Swish! Just as the gas appeared, the shadow beside Zheng Lei also disappeared in a flash.

"Great, great deity, you have to help me!" Every day, my heart goes numb, and I suffer so much that I can't eat well, nor sleep well, and I can barely keep my eyes open. Everywhere I go, people will think that I'm a thief, so there's no need to mention how aggrieved I am. "

The man cried out miserably. It seemed like the reason for his pain was most likely because of that immortal.

It's just that I really can't figure out, what's the relationship between Xian'Er and that mysterious evil person, I can only take things one step at a time and wait for the clues to appear before making any plans.

"This rope..." "Could it be the Mao Mountain Technique?" At this moment, when the grandaunt saw the picture, she couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

The old lady in the photo had died in a red dress, with a long red rope tied around her limbs. The way she died was even stranger and more eerie than when my cousin committed suicide.

With her aunt's level of experience, she naturally could tell that the old man's death was by no means an accident. It was almost similar to the conspiracy behind Fu Hao's death!