Mo Ye glanced at Master Fang, then fell silent. This woman, Qi Huan, likes to settle accounts the most in the autumn, and she also likes to make trouble without reason. If he speaks now, she will definitely put all the sins of this master Fang despising women on Mo Ye. For this, Mo Ye was deeply touched, so he would rather not speak.
"Humph." Seeing that Mo Ye didn't want to explain at all, Mr. Fang patted the table, "Come here, invite the Taoist priest."
After a while, an old Taoist wearing a gray robe walked in from the back hall. It was the big butler who brought him in. The big butler looked flattering and ingratiating, so he almost knelt down and kowtowed. The difference is really not that big!
After that Lao Dao came in, Master Fang also stood up and gave his place to Lao Dao. The old man was not humble, he lifted his robe and sat down, looking down at Qi Huan like a prisoner in court.
He first calculated with his fingers, and he didn't know what he was doing. Then he took out a yellow talisman paper. Qi Huan glanced at the talisman paper. It was a fire talisman, which should be considered the most tasteless. A thing that has no use for anything other than ignition.
Seeing that the talisman was actually burning in the hands of Lao Dao, the big housekeeper and Mr. Fang immediately knelt on the ground and shouted for the gods to appear.
... For their actions, Qi Huan can only think that he has never seen the world.
After the old Daoist finished showing off, he sat uprightly, "You two have caused a lot of trouble!" The old Daoist had a good tone for everyone.
Qi Huan turned to look at Mo Ye, what did the two of them do? Mo Ye shrugged, he didn't know either.
Seeing that the two of them still didn't confess, the old man's face changed, "Hmph, I thought you two were not easy to practice, I wanted to spare you two, but I didn't expect you to repent." Taking out a peach wood sword, Qi Huan's eyes lit up when he saw the peach wood sword shining with a little lavender light.
There are a lot of good things in the hands of this old Taoist. The peach wood that makes this peach wood sword is actually a purple pillar. The purple pillar is very rare, and this purple pillar is at least a thousand years old, and it is even more precious.
It seems that this old man has a good net worth.
"Evil, you won't die!" Lao Dao stabbed Qi Huan with his sword.
Qi Huan stood there and watched Lao Dao stab him towards him. The sword was only in front of her, and Mo Ye grabbed it. Immediately, the purple pillar and peach wood sword turned black in an instant, and then turned into a burning stick.
Qi Huan covered her face, and utterly ruined her life! The biggest use of the peach wood sword is to exorcise ghosts, it can also remove zombies, and it is also effective against monsters. Lao Dao's sword is very good, but Mo Ye is beyond the scope of his knowledge, so when Mo Ye touches it, the sword is immediately destroyed.
A thousand-year-old purple pillar, when she was in the world, she only saw the size of her thumb.
Seeing that his sword had turned into this, Lao Dao was shocked and hurried back. Mo Ye didn't mean to shoot at him at all, otherwise he wouldn't have a chance to retreat at all.
"You, the two of you wait." After saying that, the old man wanted to run away with his sword, but unfortunately his sword control was the worst one Qi Huan had ever seen. Even if he was afraid of heights, it seemed to be better than his sword control. Be a little bit superior. Of course, only Qi Huan thought so. For a cultivator who could knock himself against a rock by Edgeworth, she had no right to despise anyone.
As a result, the old man got the dim silver light and was bounced back before running out of the door. Mo Ye looked at him indifferently, "What's the matter with us?"
That old man can be considered interesting, knowing that he is not Mo Ye's opponent, and before he can "force" a confession, he honestly told the whole story. That old man also told Mo Ye that since Fang Zhijin took out a piece of cloth from their house, she has become like this.
"Take us to see." Mo Ye walked over and picked up Lao Dao's collar with one hand, and directly hung him in the air because of his short stature. He obviously had no patience for people other than Qi Huan.
That Master Fang saw that the Taoist priest who subdued demons and eliminated demons became the one who was subdued, and his legs went weak with fright. It is estimated that they have long regarded Mo Ye and Qi Huan as cannibal monsters.
In fact, this old man was not very sure at the beginning, but he used the secret method passed down from his teacher to detect that Xiaocui had a faint demonic energy, so he decided that Mo Ye and the others were monsters.
In fact, it was only when Qiao Qiao gave them clothes, she was holding the clothes.
After a series of oolongs, Qi Huan didn't explain whether he was a monster or not, but honestly followed behind Mo Ye to watch the fun.
I don't know what that Miss Fang stole from their house, and it turned out to be like that. The dangerous goods at home should be kept in the storage ring. What can she get
The old man obediently took them to Fang Zhijin's boudoir. Originally, Master Fang was reluctant, but after seeing Mo Ye's cold eyes, he immediately pushed the door and invited Mo Ye in.
These days, it is better to have a ferocious face. Qi Huan's mouth is flat. Does she seem too inexistent? Do you want to go to the whole thing another day? By the way, you can also make your breasts bigger. Looking down at his not too plump breasts, Qi Huan pouted.
After entering Fang Zhijin's boudoir, Qi Huan felt that something was wrong. There was a piece of white gauze on the table. However, there was actually a large blood stain on the white gauze. A very uncomfortable breath escaped from the white gauze.
"Isn't this tearing the empty silk?" Qi Huan asked Mo Ye in a low voice.
"Du'erling." Mo Ye looked at the dazzling red color on the white gauze and frowned. He dragged Lao Dao to him, "Where did the blood on it come from?"
"This... this... I think this thing is probably a magic weapon, so... "
"So you wanted to drop blood to recognize the Lord? Is this blood yours?" Qi Huan asked curiously, even if it was a drop of blood to recognize the Lord, it was too much.
The old man shook his head, "No, no, I didn't drop it. When I came out just now, I didn't have time." The old man could see it too. The thing that the eldest Miss Fang took out from someone's house is obviously not small. , and the cultivation of this man and a woman is not something he can deal with. I'm afraid the Fang family is really in trouble this time.
"I dropped it." A voice came from Fang Zhijin's couch, which had been covered by the gauze curtain. Fang Zhijin lifted the gauze curtain, and there was a knife mark on her snow-white arm, which was bloody.
Mo Ye glanced at the white gauze again, with obvious disgust flashing in his eyes. Although that thing was considered useless, it had a different meaning to him.
"No matter how much you ask, please sell me this piece of brocade." Fang Zhijin's face was pale, and she was helped off the bed by the maid. Qi Huan looked at her look, it was obvious that she had lost too much energy, and she was not far from death.
I'm afraid it was this Du'erling who sucked her energy. This is Mo Ye's thing, but Qi Huan has never seen him use it. But then again, if Mo Ye uses this as a weapon, it really doesn't fit his image.
Mo Ye looked at Fang Zhijin and didn't speak, but through his expression, Qi Huan could almost understand that Mo Ye wanted to kill this woman.
"This thing has been stained with my blood, and it must not be washed clean. Why don't you sell it to me, and I will give you a thousand taels of gold." Fang Zhijin's breath was unstable because of her excitement, and she looked like she was going to faint at any time.
One thousand taels of gold, it is indeed enough to buy other cloth, but to buy a magic weapon that even Qi Huan can't see the level, it feels like buying a priceless treasure with a meaningless stone.
Mo Ye glanced at Fang Zhijin silently, and then grabbed Du'erling in the air, just when a black flame rose from his hand, and when he wanted to refine the blood sacrifice on it, a terrifying The magic energy suddenly flicked his hand away.