Missy, She Always Doesn't Seek to Make Progress.

Every time the number one scholar parades the streets after the Spring Festival, there will be some good news, such as which new Jinshi has been spotted, who has been selected as the best ideal son-in-law candidate, and who has already been caught by the list In short, the storyteller in the teahouse can talk all day without stopping.

Naturally, besides this beautiful thing, there are also strange rumors spread by the Jinshi masters in this world, and the most hotly discussed one is the matter of the Changchuanbo Mansion.

It is said that Mr. Wen Yuan from Chang Chuan Bo's Mansion won the fifth place in the second class, but his joy gave birth to sadness. On the day when the palace examination was announced, this Mr. Wen Yuan had an evil attack after returning to the mansion, and he is a bit bad now.

By the way, on the day of the evil attack, the master of the Jinhua temple broke into the Changchuan uncle's mansion because he captured an evil alchemist who had fled to the Changchuan uncle's mansion.

But the master of Jinhua Temple had just left, and Mr. Wenyuan had run into evil when he returned to the mansion. It is said that it was the evil intention of that evil alchemist, and the master of Jinhua Temple was brought back to punish the evil.

Regarding the matter of Mr. Wen Yuan's collision with evil, outsiders spread rumors, and there are various versions, but no matter which one it is, the real Taicheng who was urgently invited back has the feeling that he has made a fool of himself.

He was designed to be lured to Chang Chuan Bo's mansion to kill that Taoist Xugong, and then he was arrested by Chang Chuan Bo, and then he was forced to make a dojo for this Bo mansion to dispel the evil energy of this mansion. The bad luck made him feel bad luck.

All right, count him unlucky, just do it in this dojo, just to rectify their reputation for Jinhuaguan never associate with evil ways, it's not a bad loss.

As soon as the matter in the Changchuan uncle's mansion was over, he immediately looked back, and was about to take out copper coins or something to make a big divination, and wanted to figure out which bastard was behind him.

But before the battle was unfolded, he felt a sudden pain in his chest, his throat was fishy and sweet, and a mouthful of old blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, making the altar dizzy.

Daoist Taicheng was taken aback, pinching his knuckles to calculate, he was actually hit by a small backlash, how could it be possible?

He was startled, angry, and panicked, and he suffered backlash, which was detrimental to his Taoism, but he didn't do anything, and he didn't fight with others, so how could he get backlash?

Before Daoist Taicheng solved the mystery, people from Changchuan Bo's Mansion came, saying that Mr. Zhongyuan in their mansion had bumped into an evil spirit, and the jade plate he gave had a crack because of the evil, begging Daoist Taicheng to drive away the evil spirit.

Daoist Taicheng is so angry, these dignitaries, really think that he is a cat or a dog who is a dignified viewer, and they come and go when they call them?

But the other party was begging and threatening, and after some ideological struggle, he had no choice but to go to Changchuanbo Mansion.

He wants to see what kind of powerful ghost can split his magic weapon and make him suffer a little backlash.

Immortal Taicheng entered Changchuan Bo's mansion and was taken to Cheng Wenyuan's courtyard. When he saw the evil spirit circulating in the house, his brows frowned.

He has already built a dharma field for this mansion, and he will only leave after seeing that the mansion is clean. Why does this house have such a heavy yin energy, and the hostility and resentment have become evil.

Seeing him appear, Uncle Chang Chuan ran over, his eyes were cold, but his voice trembled slightly, he said: "Monastery Lord, you must save my son, if Master Xu Gong hadn't died in the hands of the Temple Master, I would My son will not suffer this crime."

His words were full of complaints and resentment without concealment.

When Xu Gong was around, everything was fine with Cheng Wenyuan, but when he died, Cheng Wenyuan was immediately haunted by ghosts, so why didn't Chang Chuanbo hate him?

Right now, if he hadn't had to rely on Daoist Taicheng, he would have already taken down the stinky Taoist priest.

When Master Taicheng heard this complaint, his face was a little ugly. He was very upset about the series of things that happened in Uncle Changchuan's residence, but now Uncle Changchuan dared to complain about him and wanted to put the responsibility on him?

A clay figurine still has three parts, not to mention that he is not yet a clay figurine.

Master Taicheng said with a gloomy face: "What does Uncle Chang Chuan mean by this? Could it be that what happened in your mansion was caused by your mansion's karma? When I left, the yin energy in this mansion had been cleared away, but now, this Inside the house, hostility is already overflowing, if Uncle Chang Chuan wants to blame the poor, he might as well ask your son what evil he has done!"

Uncle Chang Chuan's face darkened slightly.

Daoist Taicheng still felt that the anger in his stomach was venting, so he continued: "Look at this suffocation, I think your son has a lot of evils, sorry for the helplessness of the poor, uncle, please ask another wise man!"

After he finished speaking, he turned and left.

It is true that the rich and powerful have power, but he is not open to being bullied by Jinhua Temple, and everyone knows what kind of evil this Changchuan uncle's mansion has done. If the other party wants to use power to manipulate him, he has to see if he has the confidence!

Another point, if you want to control yourself, let's see if Cheng Wenyuan's life can wait!

Sure enough, as soon as he changed his face and left, Uncle Chang Chuan became anxious, and quickly put on a flattering smile and turned to him, saying: "Why does the Lord have the same knowledge as a mortal like me? It’s just that I’m anxious, please forgive me.”

As he said, he bowed his hands to Master Taicheng, with a look of sincerity willing to bow his head, and his lowered eyelids covered the flashing killing intent in his eyes. He wanted to take care of Master Taicheng, but the matter of his son was imminent, and he had to do it as soon as possible Solve it, otherwise your life will be in danger.

When Master Taicheng saw this, his depression dissipated a little, he snorted, and said: "It is the purpose of my Jinhua Temple to punish evil and defend the way. Let's lead the way ahead and see what dares to injure people."

Uncle Chang Chuan led him into the house. As soon as Master Taicheng entered, he could smell a strong smell of blood, and there were patches of blood on the ground.

Inside the sleeping room, there was another shrill howl.

Daoist Taicheng walked in, and four tall guards pressed Cheng Wenyuan's limbs in horror, and Cheng Wenyuan on the bed had already become a blood man, his face seemed to be forcibly torn off by sharp claws, revealing a piece of flesh and blood. The face dripped and landed on the bed, but the flesh turned black.

Except for his face, his clothes were all open, his chest was also bloody from being scratched, and the jade plate he begged from Master Taicheng was pressed on his chest.

When Master Taicheng saw Cheng Wenyuan's flesh and blood, he gasped.

He stepped forward quickly, and Cheng Wenyuan, who was pinned down but still struggling, turned his head to look at him, his eyes were bloodshot, he glared at Master Taicheng and growled: "Smelly Taoist priest, I advise you to mind your own business!"

Very good, it is the exclusive line of the evil spirit!

When Master Taicheng heard that mixed voice, and looked at Cheng Wenyuan's bleeding eyes, he knew that he was possessed by a ghost, and then looked at the jade plate he gave.

The jade plate that was originally shiny and aura has a crack, the aura is dissipating, and the jade plate is also a bit matte, with a faint lingering yin energy.

"How could it be?" Master Taicheng stared wide-eyed in surprise when he saw that the magic weapon he had made with his own hands turned into this.