I use the fox fairy to suppress all ghosts

Hearing this voice, I was overjoyed.

This is the voice of the starling bird, and it sounds so kind at the moment.

To be honest, this bird was really annoying to me before, especially when I was always bullying Uncle Hu Zi, we both had nothing to do with this cheap bird.

Because he can fly and run away after finishing his work, making us suffocated.

When the bad weather clears, he will fly over to make trouble again, and after so many repetitions, Uncle Huzi and I both lose our nerve.

Only then did he suddenly remember that when Eighth Master broke through the Earth Fiend lore formation, he was seriously injured, he held his breath, and fell down after scaring Xuan Xinzi away.

Unexpectedly, he flew over alive and kicking right now.

After Ba Ye flew over, he landed directly on top of Uncle Huzi's head. Uncle Huzi reached out to grab it. Ba Ye flew up and landed on top of his head again.

"Stupid Tiger, don't move around, Dad was injured, if it wasn't for you, Dad wouldn't be hurt like this, you have to know how to be grateful, you know?" Ba Ye said cheaply.

Uncle Hu Zi must be depressed.

But this time, Uncle Huzi didn't reach out to grab him, but looked at my master aggrievedly and said: "Patriarch, you also take care of it, it's too bullying, let me call daddy every day."

Master took a look at Uncle Hu Zi, and said with a smile: "Hu Zi, you won't suffer any harm if you call him, after all, your life is also saved by Eighth Master."

Uncle Huzi was even more depressed now, and he didn't even have a place to reason.

The starling bird quacked and said, "What a big boy, you must be filial to your father in the future."

At this moment, I noticed that there was a gauze wrapped around Ba Ye's body, and a trace of blood seeped out. It looked a little funny, and it must have been seriously injured.

"Ba Ye, how is your injury?" I asked with concern.

Ba Ye snorted, and said: "This little injury is nothing, it's just that the spiritual power was consumed too much, and I passed out that day, and it's almost healed. It's incomparable to your kid's injury. Fortunately, you This little boy was not hurt, otherwise it would have made many little girls sigh."

They are all still alive, looking at this warm scene at home, I feel that there is hope for these little days again, the only pity is that Mr. Xu is gone, he did not return to his hometown in Xiangxi, and lost his life halfway.

Neither the grandfather nor the grandson died well.

The reason why Mr. Xu ended up like this is probably related to his use of the soul-integrating technique. This kind of technique is somewhat evil. Although he solved it himself later, it will inevitably be contaminated with cause and effect. It's just that sometimes, cause and effect come quickly , Sometimes it comes slowly, and it is possible that the cause and effect will fall on future generations, who can say for sure.

While chatting, a person suddenly appeared at the door of the house. I looked up and saw that it was Grandpa Zhang from the next door, walking towards me with a smile.

Master saw Grandpa Zhang and smiled, and Grandpa Zhang nodded to Master as a greeting.

"Little Jie, are you feeling better? The injury is so serious, your master has been worrying about you a lot these days, and healed you personally." Grandpa Zhang said with a smile.

"It's much better, Grandpa Zhang." I said gratefully.

Grandpa Zhang patted my arm, and then looked at my master: "Lao Li, let's go, play a game of chess? You haven't come back this year, and I don't even have anyone who plays chess. How about killing a few games today?" ?”

"Okay." Master readily agreed, then looked at me and said, "You guys of the younger generation will chat first, and I'll go play a few games of chess with you, Grandpa Zhang. Let's talk again."

After saying that, Master followed Grandpa Zhang out.

After they walked out, the starling bird flew out immediately after.

The three old guys don't know what kind of tricks they are doing.

I saw that Master was very polite to the starling bird, and always treated Grandpa Zhang very well.

Now I have some doubts about Grandpa Zhang's identity. What kind of a powerful person is he?

Among other things, it is definitely not easy to be able to support the character of the eighth master. The eighth master is already very defiant. I think the identity of this grandfather is certainly not simple.

But in ordinary times, I saw him always smiling, very amiable, and he didn't feel like a master of cultivation. He also carried the bird cage to walk the birds all day long, no different from a retired uncle.

Maybe Grandpa Zhang is the kind of legendary expert who lives in the city, but he just can't see anything special about it.

Before, I heard from my master that there is a state of spiritual cultivation of an expert, which is called returning to basics and innocence.

That is to say, some masters are very powerful and can be seen at a glance, just like Xuan Xinzi and Gu Haoran; but there is another kind of master, whose cultivation has reached a peak state, they will look like ordinary people, Walking in the crowd, others will not find out what kind of expert he is, and he is inconspicuous at all. However, this kind of expert is often the most powerful, because no one has any defense against him, as long as he makes a move, it will be earth-shattering. He is so powerful that one move can kill someone.

But I still can't connect Grandpa Zhang with this kind of back-to-basics expert, it seems too ordinary.

Having said that, the person who can play chess with my master, Feng Shui Wang, and is also a neighbor, can he be an ordinary person?

I am getting more and more confused.

After the three of them left, the atmosphere on our side suddenly relaxed a lot.

The slovenly Taoist smiled and said, "Little Jie, your master is really powerful. Brother Gu and I worked hard for a long time on the magic circle arranged by Xuan Xinzi before, but it didn't work at all. When your master came, it shattered with one palm." Breaking through the barrier, he is worthy of being the legendary Feng Shui King, and his cultivation level is even more unpredictable."

"That's right, my trip to Yanbei was worthwhile, I never thought I could meet the legendary Feng Shui King." Gu Haoran followed suit.

"But Xiaojie is not bad either. His master is Feng Shui King Li Xuantong, and Xiaojie will have a famous name in the future, resounding throughout the land of China." The slovenly Taoist said with a smirk.

When I saw his smirk, I knew I didn't hold my fart well.

Uncle Huzi asked curiously: "Xiao Luo, what kind of name will my young master have?"

"His master's name is Fengshui King Li Xuantong, and Xiao Jie will be called Ruanfan King Wu Jie from now on. What about this name? Is it hanging on the sky?" The sloppy Taoist couldn't help laughing.

"Your sister's Ruanfan king! Your whole family is Ruanfan king, when did I eat Ruanfan?" I scolded angrily.

"Are you ashamed to say that you don't eat soft food? You have lived on women all your life. Look at who is around you. Is Meiling a woman? Sister Na is a woman? And the eight-tailed fox is also a woman Yes, if they hadn't saved you, you would have died eight hundred times, how dare you say you didn't eat their soft food?" The sloppy Taoist laughed cheaply.

Gu Haoran took a deep breath and said, "It seems quite reasonable."

Uncle Huzi also had a feeling of enlightenment, and said, "I'm going to serve the young master a bowl of noodles. He has bad teeth, so he wants some soft ones."