"Shut up! The holy land of the Metaphysics Society is not allowed to make noise. If you want to save your husband, then listen to me. Now, you slapped me hard in the face in the face of your man. The more you hit me, the greater the hope of your man will survive." In order to stabilize the scene, Duan Qirui used his spiritual power and shouted.

The third-grade Xuan Master's voice was enough to be a treble speaker! Duan Qirui's voice immediately made everyone confused.

"Don't stand there! Hurry up, call me!" Duan Qirui couldn't help but shout again when he saw everyone was stunned.

The six middle-aged women who came in were a little stupid by this incident. They had never heard of a slap in the face that could make people live.

After a while, one of them finally gritted his teeth and thought about his husband. He slapped hard with tears in his eyes, then slapped ten times.

The person lying on the ground suddenly twitched, and then a dull breathing sound came from his throat. The woman had already cried to tears. At this moment, she couldn't help but hugging her husband and burst into tears.

The man looked very confused when he opened his eyes. He looked at the woman lying on him and looked at the eyes of the woman lying on him. He reached out to hug his wife and tears flowed down his eyes.

Seeing this, the rest of the people were not calm. A man was stimulating his blood outside and was nothing. He had no status to live at the bottom of society. But at home he was the pillar of a family.

The women rushed to their husbands and slapped them hard.

Hu Deyi's driving skills are really not satisfactory. Mercedes-Benz was originally good at smoothness, but it forced this guy to drive into an airplane. The speed was up and down, one hundred, one hundred, eighty yards, and I felt a little dizzy after sitting on it. Fortunately, it was late at night. There were almost no vehicles on the street.

Ten minutes later, the car finally stopped smoothly. Even though I had the strength of the fifth grade, I still felt my legs weak.

"Master Ni, you're here." Hu Deyi got out of the car with a flattering look on his face and opened the car door.

"Well, okay, that, do you have a driver's license?" I rubbed my dizzy forehead and asked depressedly.

Hu De said with confidence: "I am preparing for this driver's license, but I haven't been there yet."

Uh! I was speechless again. Why did I make this car? I got out of the car and headed straight upstairs. As soon as I arrived at the sixth floor, I felt a wave of gloomy ghostly aura wrapping up the entire corridor.

My expression couldn't help but become solemn, and I slowed down a lot, and I looked at the surrounding environment carefully. There was no decoration in the corridor. There was only a trash can at the door of Room 601. The ground was an ordinary concrete floor. Because it was a high-rise, the corridor was illuminated by lights, but it still looked very dim.

Hu Deyi's face looked ugly. His legs were already trembling but he was still holding on. As an exclusive Taoist priest in the funeral home, Hu Deyi was actually an ordinary person who knew one or two Taoisms, and even had not even reached a level of cultivation.

Hu Deyi is an orphan and has lived in a funeral home since childhood. His adoptive father also had a surname, Hu, and he was responsible for the paper-making man in the funeral home and guarded the dead before the burial.

In that era, although it was chaotic, fear of the dead was a natural instinct of human beings. Hu Deyi's adoptive father lived a very peaceful life.

Hu Deyi was said to have reported it from the coffin, and the child's relatives could not be found at that time, so the adoptive father kept the child.

In the funeral home, he deals with dead people every day. His adoptive father is as thin as Hu Deyi. He usually relies on strong wine to keep warm.

When Hu Deyi grew up, his adoptive father's health became even worse. He originally didn't want Hu Deyi to accept his own business, but Hu Deyi was very interested in his adoptive father's arrangement. When he went to school, his son was rejected, he couldn't hold on and sighed and handed over all his abilities to Hu Deyi.

The adoptive father died of illness at the age of 42. Hu Deyi was twenty years old at the time. Now he is thirty-five, and it is not far from the time when his adoptive father left. Hu Deyi finally understood why his adoptive father was unwilling to take over his own life.

Resentment is lingering! This is an unsolvable cycle. Originally, Hu Deyi had already planned to just live by the way. But today he met Master Ni, which made Hu Deyi instinctively feel that his noble man was Master Ni in front of him. As long as he followed Master Ni, he would not die.

Because he deals with dead people every day, Hu Deyi's yin energy was already heavy. At this moment, in the corridor with heavy yin energy, Hu De felt a chill emit from his bones, making his limbs stiff, but he still gritted his teeth and followed closely behind.

I took two steps before, stopped, looked back at Hu Deyi, who had just walked to the entrance of the corridor, and asked in confusion: "Why are you following me? The yin energy here is heavy. If you feel uncomfortable, take out the wine and drink it! Go down quickly when you finish."

Hu Deyi said with a pale face, "Master Ni, you are my nobleman. In the future, I will follow you if I die. If you don't accept me as your disciple, you can accept me as an errand!"

I slapped my eyebrows. It would not take a day or two to resolve the resentment in Hu Deyi. Besides, it is obviously not suitable for Hu Deyi to follow him at this time. If this guy keeps following him, he is playing with his own life.

"Okay, have I agreed to your business? You can follow me. Now you can go down and wait. These two talismans are for you." While speaking, I took out two talismans, one is the Qingxin talisman, and the other is the Thunder and Fire talisman. These two are left before, and there are still many in stock.

Hu Deyi's face suddenly showed joy and took the talisman: "Thank you, Master, I will obey your arrangements."

Hu Deyi bowed deeply and turned downstairs. His movements were like a deer that kept jumping around. However, when he appeared on a sloppy Taoist priest in his thirties, his image seemed a bit funny.

I shook my head. When this Wu De was there, he was very clever and knew how to find opportunities. I didn't agree to accept the disciples, but I was blocked by this guy so hard that I couldn't refuse. Forget it, let's talk about this after this matter is over.

When I walked to the door of Room 601, I reached out to lift the trash can in my hand and pushed open the door.

"Five elements exorcism!"

"Three talents heaven, earth and man."

"Damn it! I've fought with you!"

The moment the door opened, it seemed like a furious thing. When I saw clearly that it was me, Jiao Tong Zhouge and Wang Lide immediately collapsed on the ground, looking like they had a life of disaster.

"Master, you are here. If you don't come, I will be burping!" Wang Lide said with a grievance and crying look on his face.

"Hahaha!" Jiao Tong and Zhou Ge laughed out loud.

"Thank you for your hard work, is it okay?" I asked with concern.

"Okay, except for my lowest cultivation level, I have the strength to fall down so easily." Wang Lide struggled to stand up.

Zhou Ge and Jiao Tong also said nothing, but stood up with firm eyes and told me with actions that they were okay!

"Li De, you can't use it here. Open the door and enter the bedroom to protect the mother and son, Zhong Ling and your senior brother. Leave the others to me."

Wang Lide glanced reluctantly and said, "Master, I understand!"

I smiled. I knew this stupid but somewhat slutty Wang Lide quite well, and I felt depressed that this guy was unable to help.

"Zhouge, Jiao Tong, set up the altar." I ordered again.

Yes! Zhou Ge and Jiao Tong responded in unison, walked into the bedroom, and directly pushed out a moving altar from it. This was a low altar. I walked up and nodded with satisfaction after looking at it. It seemed that my disciples were indeed more attentive.

There was everything on the altar, and there was even a rooster calling out on it.

I kept wearing the Taoist robe, so I didn't have time to take it off. I immediately straightened my clothes and hats, picked up the rooster, reached out and stroked my hand, and blood suddenly flowed out of the rooster's neck.

Pour the blood into the bowl. Hold the rooster in one hand and mix the cinnabar with the other hand. A psychic spell was spent on the blank yellow talisman, and it was pasted on the rooster's neck to cover the wound.

"The golden boy from left and right returns to his position." I shouted loudly by stepping on three steps.

"At." Jiao Tong and Zhou Ge immediately stood on both sides of me, pinching their fingers with a solemn expression.

"Chaos are divided into three realms, heaven, earth and man, heaven is above, man is in the middle, earth is below, heaven is god, earth is ghost, the three realms are clear, and spiritual connections are connected. Daomen Ni Ge came to fulfill his agreement. If he is sincere, he will be as quick as the law!"

After chanting the spell, I stomped my feet. The whole ground shook a few minutes, then another finger. The rooster on the ground, whose body was already limp, suddenly stood up, but his eyes were empty, and it was obvious that he had no spiritual energy. It was somewhat similar to a zombie.

A talisman floated all over the sky, and it was scattered on the ground.

The trash can I brought in at the door suddenly fell to the ground. The dirty garbage instantly filled the entire space with a strange smell.

I couldn't help but slap my eyebrows.

I showed sincerity by carrying the trash can in. But I didn’t expect that these ghosts would kick the trash can directly, and I wanted to give me a warning!

Water and Fire Technique! With a loud shout, a ball of fire in my left hand floated over instantly. There was a sizzling sound. The garbage dumped out of the entire trash can was wrapped in the fire ball, and was instantly burned into a pile of ashes, releasing a thick black smoke

"Ahhhh!" A scream came from the black smoke. It was obvious that the fireball technique caused them strong damage.

I ignored that much, waved my right hand casually, and a bright ball of water rushed out the trash can and the ashes.

"There are magical techniques for spiritual communication, and the universe has rules. There is no rule or basis, and it cannot be formed in a square or round." As soon as I finished speaking, a copper coin was buried in my hand and ran out casually.

The copper coins fell on the ground and rolled around, but they didn't mean to stop for a while.
Chapter completed!