Pleasure Helping Spirit System

Forehead!

After the little fat man finished speaking, Fang Junjun immediately looked at Chen Hao with an embarrassed expression, not knowing what to say.

Chen Hao's eyes lit up, and he said with a smile: It's okay, your sister's question is not simple, if your mother knows a better master, that's naturally the best.

Seeing that Chen Hao was not angry, the little fat man softened his expression, and then said: My mother will be home in half an hour. Originally, my father didn't believe in superstitions and wouldn't let my mother do this. My mother secretly invited me this time. Come, my mother said, this master is very powerful, he can get out of his body.

Really? Fang Junjun's eyes widened with disbelief.

The little fat man said: This is what Mom said on the phone. I don't know if it's true or not.

That's really amazing. Such a powerful master might be able to save your sister. Chen Hao lightly stroked the cat with a smile on his face.

Time passed slowly.

Chen Hao, who was sitting comfortably, frowned and looked outside the door.

In the perception, a colleague approached.

Well, the mana breath of this fellow is very weak, and it seems that he has only practiced for five or six years.

However, there is still a strange aura about this fellow, which is very strange.

After carefully perceiving for a moment, Chen Hao's eyes flickered, thoughtful.

When I was young, someone came in, there were three people, and a beautiful young woman who seemed to be in her early thirties. A middle-aged man with a moustache, wearing a gray robe, and a rather dignified demeanor, and a middle-aged man in his teens with a strong figure and a simple and honest face.

After entering the room, the young woman politely greeted Mustache to take a seat and asked Aunt Lan to serve tea.

But Mustache didn't sit down, but looked at Chen Hao.

Although Chen Hao is wearing a Taoist robe, his aura is restrained and unremarkable. Not to mention the few years of Taoism in the mustache, even if he is at the same level, if Chen Hao can't reveal it, he can't detect it at all.

Mustache naturally couldn't see Chen Hao's cultivation, but he could sense the breath of the black cat in Chen Hao's arms and the rooster around him.

This is not an ordinary animal, which made him feel a great threat.

And being able to hold and play with an animal that makes him feel threatened, this seemingly ordinary person is not ordinary.

When Xiao Huzi was considering how to speak, Chen Hao got up and said with a smile: The Dao is friendly, the poor Dao will live forever, be polite.

Mustache hurriedly clasped his fists together: My next Yao Feng, fellow Daoist Changsheng is very polite.

Fellow Taoist Yao Feng came here for this girl too? Chen Hao asked with a smile.

Mustache glanced at Fang Junjun, then smiled and said, Exactly, Mrs. Fang's kind invitation, it's really hard to refuse, but if fellow daoist...

No, I was just passing by and found something unusual, so I came here to take a look. I didn't intend to grab the business of fellow daoists. Chen Hao retorted decisively, and said with a serious face.

Mustache looked at Chen Hao suspiciously.

You must know that those who work in their business, if they don’t open, they will take three years to open, but they have to meet rich people to succeed. If they have no money, how much oil can be squeezed out?

This Fang family runs a company and lives in a villa. They are not ordinary rich. Before coming here, Mrs. Fang offered a million-dollar price.

This uninvited comrade is actually not moved?

You are a fake master!

But people took the initiative to say, and the mustache is naturally happy. There are too many million, so he is not willing to share the money with others.

That's it, thank you fellow daoist. Mustache clasped his fists again.

Chen Hao said with a smile: It's okay, I also practice the world and increase my knowledge. This time I found out that I was also surprised. Well, I may ask, do you mind if I watch from the sidelines? I promise not to interfere in the slightest.

Haha, fellow daoist is joking, but expelling evil spirits is easy, and fellow daoist doesn't need to avoid it. Mustache said confidently.

After a few pleasantries, Mustache began to check Fang Junjun's body.

I have to say, this mustache really looks like that, he is a compass, a talisman paper test, and all kinds of weird behaviors that Chen Hao feels confused, but the mustache is serious, with a full face. serious look,

Fang Junjun was so nervous that he didn't dare to breathe.

Finally, the mustache stopped checking, and the beautiful young woman hurriedly asked: Master, how is it? Is my daughter...

Mustache seriously said: Madam, your daughter is full of evil spirits, if you want to expel them, you need to open the altar.

Open the altar? Are you troublesome? the beautiful young woman asked.

The little beard wondered: It must be troublesome, and I need to use the consecrated cinnabar and magic talisman passed down by my master, and my own consumption is quite large...

As long as my daughter can be cured, I will give Master two million. The beautiful young woman heard the meaning of Mustache's words and said directly.

Mustache smiled: Madam is too polite, I'm going to arrange the altar now... Well, fellow daoist, I don't know if you have any suggestions for the arrangement like this?

After talking about Mustache, he remembered Chen Hao and asked with a smile.

Chen Haodao: Fellow Daoist, you are joking. There are thousands of ways, each of which is different. I don't understand the method practiced by you Daoist at all, so naturally I don't dare to make a fool of myself.

The little beard thought, hehe, I have been observing you just now, and seeing your bewildered face, I knew it should be from the heretics. Daozhen cultivated very well!

But the mustache said: Fellow Daoist, you are just joking. There are thousands of roads, and all roads lead to the same goal. Each has its own mysteries. I think your spiritual pet is also very powerful.

Fellow Daoist praised it, but now the main thing is to cure the little girl. Since she is plagued by evil spirits, she cannot delay, otherwise her body will be harmed and her lifespan will be damaged. Chen Hao said seriously.

The mustache secretly smiled, attacking a woolen thread, the faint evil spirit only made the body uncomfortable, with such eyesight, how dare he come out to act? I don't know which third-rate small sect's disciple it is, maybe he couldn't bear the pain of cultivation and escaped secretly!

That's right, master, let's quickly set up the altar. My daughter has suffered for a long time. I hope she can recover soon. The beautiful young woman also spoke.

After the gold master spoke, the mustache looked at the simple and honest boy and said, Xiao Meng, prepare the tools and come with me.

Yes, Master. The simple and honest boy grinned, and followed Mustache to the backyard of the villa. The beautiful young woman and Fang Junjun's siblings naturally followed.

Chen Hao stood up, patted the black cat's buttocks, and gestured with his eyes.

The black cat understood, jumped off Chen Hao, and ran away quietly with the rooster. Then Chen Hao followed the little fat man to watch the excitement.

Time passed slowly, and soon, the sky dimmed.

At this time, an altar had been erected in the backyard of the villa.

It was no different from a normal altar, but to Chen Hao's surprise, there was a statue of a god on this altar.

The statue seems to have been worshiped for a long time, and it is in the stage of nurturing spirituality, so it can be regarded as a quasi-dharma weapon.

What surprised Chen Hao was that the statue was wearing armor and mighty, but... had no face.

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