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Chapter one hundred and eighty nine thick ink strokes

Zhang Zhen looked stern: "Third brother, this is the guest I invited, please give me the priority!"

He and Qiu Yan rushed over without stopping, but they didn't expect that before the door entered, Zhang Yu stopped him. What surprised Zhang Zhen was that this third brother, who was usually quite tolerant, suddenly became tough at this moment and refused to allow Qiu Yan to step into the house!

Faced with the reprimand, Zhang Yu refused to give in and said viciously: "Brother, it's understandable that you want to see your father. It's too ridiculous to say that Qiu Yan can use his name to suppress evil. I believed this before, and I invited the young scholar to the saint at a considerable price, but in the end I failed. It can be seen that the saying of using his name to suppress evil is mostly wrong! At this time, you bring someone over and say that you want to get rid of evil for your father, it's really hard to convince people!"

"Oh? Did the person you invited fail?" Zhang Zhen narrowed his eyes. On the way he came, he learned about the incident from Zhang An.

The words Qi Jiulian were shocking, and his movements and expressions were even more impressive. At the beginning, it was indeed suppressed by evil spirits, but the effect quickly disappeared, so that many masters who came to Zhang's mansion fell one after another, and their old illness recurred, and even worsened!

After understanding these, to be honest, Zhang Zhen also had doubts about the statement that using the name "其后" to suppress evil. However, on the one hand, Qiu Yan was his friend and invited by him, and on the other hand, he heard from Zhang An that the situation was critical after Mr. Zhang relapsed, and no hope could be let go of such moments.

Thinking of this, Zhang Zhen stood up, said no more, stepped forward and sternly, "Get out of the way!" He had a tough voice in his words, after all, he was the legitimate son of the Zhang family.

Zhang Yu sneered as expected: "Finally I can't help it?"

"What do you mean?" Zhang Zhen caught a trace of bad intentions from the other party's tone.

"What does it mean?" Zhang Yu stared at Zhang Zhen, "This time my father and others fell ill. The doctor was helpless. As a result, you brought a few broken characters, but they suddenly improved. The serious words said that the words could curse evil, but now the young scholar of the Book did not stop the so-called evil spirit. I have to make me wonder if my father and his condition improved because of a few broken characters, or other reasons!"

Speaking of this, why can’t Zhang Zhen hear what the other party is saying?

"Do you doubt me?"

"I dare not, but I dare not let the liar enter the mansion. In terms of identity, Qiu Yan is just a scholar and his calligraphy skills. The characters written by this person do not even have the charm of the spirit. How can it be compared with Qi Jiulian? In terms of character, I heard that the head of this person's case was obtained by his relationship with the prefect. I am afraid that he would not even dare to participate in the autumn examination in the month later! If a person enters the Zhang mansion, he will be laughed at if he spreads out!" Zhang Yu said, not daring, but every word hidden sarcasm.

"You!" Zhang Zhen's eyes widened.

The servant Zhang An couldn't see it and said, "The third young master. Mr. Qiu's ability, I just saw it with my own eyes, the words written..."

Zhang Yu's face changed and he said coldly: "A servant dares to interrupt!"

Zhang An was so scared that he hurriedly stopped.

Behind Zhang Yu, several Zhang family branches came and looked at Zhang Zhen with malicious intentions.

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Underground, the whole mind was filled with joy: "Okay! Sure enough, when the pillars of the pillars move, the wealthy families will invade and fight, fight and fight. The purpose is nothing more than money, wealth, and wealth will move people's hearts and breed filthy thoughts!"

As the thoughts change, people in the Zhang family have different hearts. Because the Zhang family’s master was seriously ill, the many main branches, side branches, direct descendants, and illegitimate descendants gathered here all had their own ideas.

The dirty thoughts gradually filled the mansion and penetrated into the ground.

Not only the Zhang Mansion, but also similar things are happening in the houses of several wealthy businessmen in Yuanning City. In addition, the official mansions and brothels also rippled with a faint filthy aura, which slowly penetrated into the ground.

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Zhang Mansion, in front of the door.

Qiu Yan, who was silent, looked at Zhang Yu who was becoming more arrogant, suddenly said, "Your breath is mixed with fear, excitement and desperate situations, just like the bettors waiting for the result uneasy. He should have regarded today's affairs as an opportunity. If you want to compete and reason with you, it will not make sense."

"Hmm?" Zhang Yu was shocked when he heard this.

This time when Qiu Yan returned to the front of the Zhang Mansion, he seemed to be distracted and his eyes were wandering, which made Zhang Yu feel illusioned. He thought Qiu Yan was guilty and did not dare to look at him, but unexpectedly, as soon as the other party spoke, the words he said were like a sharp arrow, hitting his mind.

But he quickly calmed down and sneered: "A scholar, dare you to preach me?" He was in charge of the family business and had awesome momentum when he spoke.

Qiu Yan said, "I am a scholar who has been tested by one stroke by one. It depends on my own knowledge. On the contrary, you can have a bright clothes on your body, rely on doing good deeds in the past world and reincarnated as a wealthy family. If you change your situation, I wonder what kind of humanitarian story you can interpret? Will it be as bright as today?"

Zhang Yu's expression suddenly changed: "The clever tongue is like a reproductive person, and he is mysterious! He is talking nonsense!"

Because he was born in a illegitimate family, he did not receive the attention of Mr. Zhang, so he was the most taboo thing in his life to be mentioned.

"Yes, you should not be wasted with you. If you are really filial and your parents are sick, you will not let go of any small chance. How could you block it? It can be seen that the virtuous will make you confused, destroy your blood and family affection, and make you messy!" After the words, Qiu Yan shook his body and appeared in front of Zhang Yu!

Qiu Yan was too quick this time. Suddenly, when Zhang Yu reacted, he could only see a pair of dark eyes, which seemed to have two vortexes, deep and rotating in his eyes.

"Um!"

The next moment, Zhang Yu groaned, shook his whole body, and then fell head-on.

"this……"

The two servants beside Zhang Yu screamed in shock, quickly helped Zhang Yu up, and then looked at Qiu Yan with a cautious look on his face.

Even when Zhang Zhen saw his third brother fall to the ground, he was stunned for a moment. Then he turned his face and said, "Don't worry, he will wake up soon." Then he stepped into the door.

The Zhang family's yard was already in chaos. In addition to the servants of other masters, after hearing the news that Zhang Yu had fallen to the ground, several guards rushed over under the leadership of other branches and concubines. They were fierce and looked like they were about to take down Qiu Yan.

But these are just guardians with the foundation-building realm cultivation at most. How can they be the opponent of Qiu Yan, who has refined the four souls?

The tall and mighty guard rushed to Qiu Yan and was about to take action, but was pressed to the ground by the relatively thin Qiu Yan.

"Good guy! Who is this person? A scholar or a martial artist? The Zhang Mansion Protective is a master of martial arts. Anyone can knock down seven or eight big men by one, but now in the hands of this scholar, he can't even make a move!"

As Qiu Yan moved, more and more people noticed him and couldn't help but be surprised.

Soon, a fairly old man with white hair walked out with the help of several people: "Young master, you have plotted against my Zhang family and even trespassed on the residential houses. If you stop and surrender..."

Qiu Yan interrupted directly and said as he walked: "You are not young, so you don't care about your younger generations and guide your youth to live your life. Instead, you exudes the ghostly atmosphere of fighting for power and profit? I am entrusted by a friend, so I am not interested in playing house fights or palace fights. Let's step back. Otherwise, the ghost, evil, and foul energy will accumulate too much, so I have to go to the coffin in advance!"

"You!" The old man was so angry that his face turned red when he heard the word "coffin", but his aura of unevenness and self-importance was certainly majestic to his future generations, but it fell into Qiu Yan's perception.

When he arrived at the door, Qiu Yan tidied up his clothes and then walked into the lobby.

Compared with the chaotic door, the main hall was a little quiet. The person sitting on the chair had already left, only Qi Jiulian stood in the center of the lobby, and there was a table in front of him. There was paper on the table and words on the paper.

"Qiu Yan! You're too arrogant when you trespass into the main hall!"

Behind the old man and a group of Zhang family children were still following, but with the lessons of protecting the hospital, they naturally would not take risks in person, but just followed from a distance.

The old man had some experience and ordered people to summon several masters' servants and even sent people to the government office.

"Noisy!"

Qiu Yan shook his head and came to Qi Jiulian.

"Are you Qiu Yan?" Qi Jiulian looked at the person in front of him and said, "I have read your word. Although it is not bad, it has no charm. I just use a wonderful method to attach thoughts, spiritual energy and soul power to the paper."

Qiu Yan was also looking at Qi Jiulian, sighing at the other party's youth, and then said, "You are the young saint of calligraphy? I don't know what to call him."

Qi Jiulian was a little surprised: "You practice calligraphy too, but you don't know my name? You are so ignorant..." He shook his head.

Qiu Yan smiled, ignored it, looked down at the paper on the table. The paper was yellowed, but the handwriting was clear: "It seems that your words were also undamaged by the foul air."

"Yes, the person who took action this time is extraordinary. It seems that he has mastered the wishes of the people in the city, and even the charm of the word "I" can be suppressed," Qi Jiulian glanced at Qiu Yan, "You won't want to use your own words to use spiritual energy to drive away evil spirits? It's useless, even me..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Qiu Yan: "Your words are very ethereal, with the afterglow of the previous dynasty, and there is a meaning of transcendence. The meaning is to write the pen first, and the words are based on the mind, and the words are taken on the road of representing mountains and rivers with words." Qiu Yan picked up a piece of withered paper and observed the words on it.

"Hmm? Something is obvious." Qi Jiulian was a little surprised, and then showed a sense of pride, "My words are combined..."

But before he finished speaking, Qiu Yan shook his head: "The ancient sages comprehended the universe of heaven, earth, but they would not be separated from humanity. They all use things to describe people. The word "etheless" is too emptiness, but it is a bit out of humanity. After all, the word "is written for people to see! However, it is worth it, and it is just right to learn from it and use it for me!"

"Hmm? What a big sigh!" The word "She's belittled!" was belittled, and the other party was vaguely scolded. Qi Jiulian looked ugly. Just as he was about to speak, Qiu Yan reached out and pulled out a piece of paper, held the wolf's hair on the table, stained with ink, and then wrote a stroke on the paper!

Yingpo!

call!

Suddenly, the sunlight that shone into the lobby seemed to be sucked into his body by him. The surroundings suddenly darkened, and the ink marks on the paper rose with a masculine blood!

"This house is full of yin and foul air, vigilant and blinded by spiritual wisdom. It is time to use masculine qi and blood to cleanse it!" (To be continued, please search for astronomy, novels are better and faster!

ps: Thanks to the monthly tickets for "Fallen ♂Zhong Ling", "Sunshine De Corner", "Things to Depend", "There are reasons and results"!
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