I use the fox fairy to suppress all ghosts

Now we can't be sure that this Master Jiang named Jiang Anjun is the one who did things at Ren Shaopeng's factory, so now he is just testing. If it is really Jiang Anjun, then the man in black who appeared in the factory last night must be That's him.

In this way, the sloppy Taoist priest scolded him severely last night. Although the light was dim at night, Jiang Anjun should be able to recognize the sloppy Taoist priest.

So, the sloppy Taoist priest and I both put on human skin masks. When we were dealing with the three brothers of the Jia family, the sloppy Taoist priest got it from an outer disciple of the Maoshan sect. This thing is a treasure, so we keep it all the time. And I carried it with me, and now it finally came in handy.

This human skin mask is very strange. After wearing it, it can quickly fuse with the face. If you don't look carefully, you can see that it is a human skin mask, very realistic.

Moreover, this human skin mask is so thin that even the blush on the scruffy Taoist priest's face can be seen, but it looks like a different person.

Such a sloppy Taoist priest still felt uneasy, so he used bone shrinking skills to make himself much shorter.

In the car, the two of us were very well prepared and even discussed everything.

The sloppy Taoist priest is responsible for pretending to be bewitched, but he is not pretending. I let a dead ghost possess him, and it looks like he is bewitched.

When the time comes to see Jiang Anjun, I will say that the sloppy Taoist priest is bewitched, and I will let Jiang Anjun deal with it. First, check his reality and see if he can solve the situation on the sloppy Taoist priest. It proves that his methods are too good, and he is not the one who arranged the Yin Judgment Array in Ren Shaopeng's factory.

However, the other party may also pretend to be unable to solve it, so it is necessary to play by ear.

Even if he wasn't the one who made trouble in Ren Shaopeng's factory, he must have something to do with this matter.

At least, the feng shui bureau of the Broken Hall was arranged by him, and something of value must be extracted from him.

In the car, I discussed several sets of plans with the sloppy Taoist priest. If one didn't work, I would change to another, and deal with Master Jiang differently.

After getting off the car, the two of us put on human skin masks and went straight to the An Bao Tang Feng Shui Office.

Uncle Huzi stayed in the car, waiting for us.

As soon as I entered the door, I yelled loudly: "Master Jiang is there? Help me, I'm dying!"

I looked very anxious, and the sloppy Taoist was even more ruthless, twitching all over, rolling his eyes constantly, and almost foaming.

I pinched him secretly, signaling him to restrain himself a bit, and pretending to be a little too much.

There are some office workers in the security hall, which are similar to those in Master Zhou's Fengshui office, but the scale is far worse than his.

As soon as I yelled, a young woman came over, first glanced at the slovenly Taoist priest who rolled his eyes, and asked with some trepidation: "Young man... what's wrong with him?"

"I'm bewitched! I'm twitching all over my body, talking nonsense, is Master Jiang here? Let's find Master Jiang to exorcise the evil spirits. We have plenty of money. As long as it can cure my brother, we can pay as much as we want!" I said impatiently.

"Wait a minute, Master Zhou is upstairs, I'll call him." The woman said, then walked towards the second floor.

After waiting for about two or three minutes, an old man came down behind the woman.

This man was about 60 years old, with gray hair, wearing a black Tang suit, holding a folding fan in his hand, with a goatee, big back, combed hair meticulously, and pomade, so that a fly could split his hair if it landed on it.

Not to mention, this Master Jiang looks good, and he looks like a fairy.

After that Master Jiang came down, his eyes quickly fell on the sloppy Taoist priest, he couldn't help being taken aback, and said solemnly: "What a terrible evil spirit, he is possessed by dirty things, when did this happen? "

Hearing this, I couldn't help but look at Master Jiang twice. He can, and he can tell at a glance that the sloppy Taoist priest is possessed by a ghost.

Wasn't he possessed by a ghost? I put a ghost on him.

I hurriedly said in a crying voice: "Master Jiang, please help my brother. Today, my brother and I went fishing by the river. He urinated near the grave and lay on the ground without pulling up his pants. With such a ghostly appearance, I finally found out that you are here, you must save my brother."

"Urinating on the grave, disrespecting ghosts and gods, will naturally anger the ghosts. You young people are too ignorant of the rules. Come up with me quickly. The old man will find a way to exorcise him." Jiang Anjun turned and walked upstairs go.

I hurriedly helped my whole body throbbing, and the sloppy Taoist priest who seemed to have a cerebral thrombosis followed behind Jiang Anjun and went up to the second floor.

There is a big office on the second floor, and the room is full of antique furniture. When I helped the sloppy Taoist upstairs, he twisted me while I was not paying attention, and whispered in my ear: "Your uncle, You just peed on the grave..."

I didn't bother to pay attention to him, so I helped him into the office and put him on a chair.

After I entered, Master Jiang directly closed the door.

He picked up a cup of tea from the table, walked towards us slowly, and said: "Your brother's condition is very serious. If you help him exorcise evil spirits, it will consume a lot of my mana. This set of procedures will go down." , the old man won’t be able to do it for at least half a month, it’s not easy.”

Hearing his tone, I am familiar with it, just like a sloppy Taoist priest, but he has to pay more.

Immediately, I quickly said: "Master, as long as my brother can be cured, it doesn't matter how much it costs. My family runs a factory and is not short of money. Can you quote me a price?"

Master Jiang pondered for a while, then suddenly said: "Cultivators don't talk about money, it's vulgar, you can quote a price yourself."

"Yes, yes, yes, you are an expert, I can't let you work in vain, people who practice don't talk about money, they talk about fate, one hundred and eight thousand yuan, do you think it is acceptable?" I said hastily.

The other party's eyes lit up immediately after hearing my offer.

For Fengshui masters in small fourth- and fifth-tier cities, this price is already sky-high. When Ren Shaopeng asked him to see Fengshui, he only gave him 1 yuan.

Master Jiang nodded, and then said: "For the sake of your brotherly love, I have to make an exception to help you once. Support him, sit upright on the chair, and don't move."

I quickly straightened the sloppy Taoist priest's body. The sloppy Taoist priest maintained a very six-plus-seven look and kept rolling his eyes.

Not long after, Master Jiang pulled out a mahogany sword from behind the desk, walked around while muttering something, and circled around the sloppy Taoist priest.