Chapter 37 You let your father sleep somewhere else, and I will cast a spell on your aunt

Huang Mansion.

"Dad, where is my master?"

Mr. Huang returned home and came to the living room. Seeing his father drinking tea, he asked hurriedly.

"Your master is performing a ritual for your aunt." said County Magistrate Huang.

Young Master Huang said "oh" and went towards the backyard without saying anything else. County Magistrate Huang looked at his son's departing back with an expressionless face. He held the teacup and continued to drink tea calmly.

backyard.

Young Master Huang stepped into the courtyard and heard a series of muffled groans. He pushed open his master's door and was slightly stunned by the situation in front of him.

The bound aunt was hung under the beam.

The aunt was lying face down with her legs bent and facing upwards. Her arms were also tied behind her back and a small ball with a hole in it was stuffed in her mouth.

The master was wearing shorts, holding a whip and a candle in his hands, and he was waving his arms and shouting.

As Mr. Huang pushed the door open and entered.

The room was very quiet, and the six of them looked at each other.

The master put down the whip and candle, walked to the door, gently pushed Mr. Huang out, and then closed the door.

Outside.

Young Master Huang blinked, looked up at the sky, and thought of his father. Oh, yes, no wonder he always felt that his father's head was always green, so that's it.

He walked to the stone bench in the courtyard, sat down, and waited quietly.

Not long after.

The well-dressed master came out.

Young Master Huang looked at the master who taught him cultivation with complicated thoughts. He had mixed feelings. He thought about six years ago when the master appeared at the door of the Huang Mansion in tattered clothes.

Claiming to be a member of a certain religion or an immortal.

My father naturally didn't believe it at the time, but after the master performed some tricks, he was immediately treated as an honored guest in the mansion, and he naturally followed his practice, and now he has quite some skills.

"Disciple, I was casting a spell for your aunt just now. Your aunt has Yin energy entering her body, and she is cold and blood deficient. I am going to inject some Yang energy into her." said Master Dapan Xuan.

"Master, I understand." Young Master Huang felt that his master treated everyone as fools, such as him and his father. His father had six concubines, and all six concubines had been cast under spells by his master, and the process was just like what he had just seen.

Fortunately, my mother died early, otherwise I would have been unable to escape the spell.

Master Da Pan Xuan asked, "Why are you in such a hurry?"

"Master, the jade pendant is hot. It's at Youlai Inn." said Mr. Huang.

"Have you figured out where it came from?" Master Dapan Xuan looked solemn. Nowadays, there are not many practitioners with Taoist skills. The jade pendant will not respond to those who have some skills. Only those who have reached the first level of Qi Refining will have a reaction.

Mr. Huang told everything he knew.

"Taoist, there are two female relatives around you." Master Dapanxuan was in deep thought, but he couldn't figure out who they were.

Jinyang County is a small place. Logically, there would be no cultivators appearing here. But now that one has appeared, he naturally has to take it seriously. In the entire Jinyang County, he, the great master Pan Xuan, is the only one who can do whatever he wants.

How can we tolerate other practitioners snatching food from our mouths?

at this time.

Mr. Huang's followers rushed in.

"Young Master, something happened." The follower said breathlessly, and then respectfully paid his respects to Master Dapan Xuan.

"What is it?"

"You asked me to monitor Youlai Inn, and that Taoist priest took an axe and killed all the county constables."

"What? Isn't that Taoist imprisoned in the dungeon?"

"have no idea."

Young Master Huang waved his hand, and his followers bowed and left respectfully. After they left, he frowned and said, "Master, is this Taoist so murderous?"

“Disciple, there are only two kinds of cultivation in this world. One is to exhale foul air, and the other is to eat fragrant smells. The former is ugly in appearance and twisted in mind, but progresses rapidly, while the latter maintains the original state, but the speed is very slow. This Taoist has such a strong murderous intention, he obviously chose the former.” Master Dapan Xuan analyzed carefully.

"So what should we do now?"

"That's easy. Invite him to my residence and tell him that I, the Great Master Pan Xuan, want to have a chat with you."

"Yes, Master."

What is supposed to come will come.

There's no way to avoid it.

What he needs to do now is to find out the other party's situation.

A disciple of Taoism.

He did know some Taoist practitioners, but he really didn't know where this one came from.

…

street.

"Look at how terrible this world is." Lin Fan wandered the streets with the two monsters, pointing at the homeless people with lifeless eyes around him and sighed.

"The Taoist priest is here to save the people, right?" asked Fox Daji.

"Alas, how can I save the world with my own ability? I am also powerless." The world is too big, and it has been some time since I left the mountain gate, so I have not been to many places.

To the world as a whole, where he went was just the tip of the iceberg.

Fox Daji looked at the Taoist priest who cared about the people, and couldn't help but think of the Taoist priest covered in blood just now. One was ferocious and cruel, and the other was compassionate to the people. For some reason, these two images could never be integrated together and seemed very incompatible.

"Let's go over there and take a look." Lin Fan saw a woman with disheveled hair holding a child in her arms in the corner not far away. She looked very unwell.

This situation is not an isolated case in Jinyang County.

That's the way the world is.

What can I do? When I approached the woman, I smelled a foul smell. The woman noticed someone approaching and slowly raised her head. The dazzling sunlight made it difficult for her to open her eyes. When she saw the person clearly, there was no expression on her face. Perhaps when despair reaches a certain level, nothing can bring the slightest fluctuation to the heart.

Lin Fan squatted down and lifted the tattered clothes covering the child. When he saw the child's true condition, his pupils dilated and he was shocked. It was really shocking.

There was no intact part of the skin. The festering pustules were oozing yellow liquid. As the torn clothes were lifted, flies swarmed around, flapping their wings and buzzing as if they smelled delicious food. They circled in the sky and swooped down to bite the wounds, eating and laying eggs.

Even if you wave your hands to drive them away, you can't drive them away completely.

The woman hurriedly covered the child with the torn clothes again and fearfully moved the child closer to her arms, not wanting the child to be bitten by flies.

"The child is very ill. His skin is ulcerated and covered with pus. This is not caused by common causes. What's wrong with the child?" Lin Fan asked.

The woman glanced at Lin Fan, then lowered her head and remained silent.

Lin Fan said: "The child is weak and will not live long without treatment. But it is not too late to treat him now. Can you tell me why he became like this?"

Hearing it can still be saved.

A glimmer of light appeared in the woman's dull eyes. She raised her head and said in a hoarse voice, "Master, can you really save me?"

“Yes.” Lin Fan met his gaze and said firmly, “Can you tell me how this child became like this?”

The woman told what she knew. She and her son were homeless and displaced. One day, the child was begging and passed by Huang's house. A bearded man came out and handed the child a meat bun.

Who could have imagined that not long after eating the meat bun, the child rolled on the ground saying he had a stomachache, and then his body began to ulcerate and pus oozed.

After learning the truth, Lin Fan did not continue to ask questions. Instead, he cut his finger, letting blood flow out, and put his finger to the child's mouth. Not long after, a black flesh worm crawled out of the child's mouth, jumped onto his finger, and sucked his blood frantically.

Gently pinch the meat worms into meat paste.

"The maggot is so fat, it looks like it sucks a lot."

He recognized the poisonous insect at a glance.

They live in the human body and suck blood and flesh. When all the nutrients in the flesh and blood are sucked out, they will start laying eggs and use it as a container for breeding insects.

Huang Fu, a bearded man.

It seems that there are like-minded people in the Huang Mansion.

"Master, this is..."

"It doesn't matter, it's okay." Lin Fan smiled. The next step was to deal with the pustules on the child's surface. The method of dealing with ulcers was still a beginner's method. He didn't think much about it and consumed 0.9 merit points.

Improve! Improve! In an instant, the rotten sore method advanced.

【Sore Treatment Method (Perfect 20/300)】

It was quite good, and the progress was rapid, except that the proficiency was a little lacking. Apparently, the difficulty of the ulcer treatment method was not high. He cast the spell, circulated the magic power, and gently placed his fingers on the child's forehead.

The mysterious thing about cultivators is that seemingly difficult and complicated diseases can often show initial results in a very short period of time. If it takes a long time to cure, it would be better for them to study medicine.

The pustules on the child's body disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The woman's eyes were filled with surprise and she began to cry with excitement.

Lin Fan took out some money and placed it next to the woman, then stood up and walked forward with the two monsters.

"Thank you, Taoist Priest."

The woman held her recovered child in her arms, knelt on the ground and kowtowed to bid farewell to the Taoist priest.

Lin Fan didn't look back, but raised his hand and waved.

If I encounter something I can save, I will do it. The magic I have learned is not just for slaying demons, but also for curing diseases and saving lives. I will eliminate and save people along the way. Maybe I can't save many, but I will save those I can.

"Master, what kind of magic was that just now? How come the child got better all of a sudden?" Fox Daji asked curiously.

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"The Swelling Spell, just an ordinary spell."

"The method of rotting sores doesn't sound like a Taoist technique."

"It's Taoism, authentic Taoism, taught by the master himself, it can't be fake."

Lin Fan was quite satisfied with the magic he had learned, except that the name could easily be misunderstood by others. However, the name was not important, as those who only looked at the surface were very superficial.

When we returned to the inn.

Someone has been waiting for a long time.

"Mr. Huang, this is Taoist Priest Xuan Dian." The waiter stood beside Mr. Huang like a quail. As soon as he saw the Taoist priest's figure, he immediately spoke.

Young Master Huang was drinking tea, his eyes fell on the three people who entered the inn. They were quite different. The master said that they were breathing in and out the turbid air for a long time, but they did not look ugly, but rather very handsome. His eyes then fell on the two women, and he instantly understood why those constables were like that. They were indeed rare beauties.

He put down the teacup and stood up to greet him.

"Master, my name is Huang Hong. My master, Master Dapan Xuan, learned of your arrival and sent me here to invite you to the Huang residence for a chat. I wonder if you have time." Huang Hong clasped his fists and saluted, not daring to be negligent in the slightest. A cultivator who was valued by his master was certainly not someone he could afford to offend.

"Are you the son of the county magistrate?"

"My father is the county magistrate of Jinyang County, but he never considers himself the county magistrate of this place, but the parent official of Jinyang County."

Huang Hong is extremely thick-skinned. When he said these things, his face did not blush or his heart did not beat fast. He was very calm.

"Hello, dear official." Lin Fan opened the Eye of Merit, but closed it after just one look. The Young Master Huang in front of him was indeed a demon in human skin, so there was no need to think too much.

"Master, that master's side..."

"Go back and tell your master that I will go there. Is it tonight?"

"Why wait until night?"

"Nothing, I just think it's easier to meet at night."

"Oh, I see. But my master said that someone will come to pick you up tomorrow at noon."

"Okay, tomorrow at noon then."

Lin Fan nodded in response.

Without much communication, Mr. Huang and his men left in a hurry.

At night, inside the Huang Mansion.

"Master, what is this?"

Young Master Huang saw the master holding a pen and drawing some incomprehensible patterns on the black talisman paper. He knew that the master was drawing talismans, but he didn't know what kind of talisman he was drawing.

“This is the Five Ghosts Devouring Souls Talisman. Five black shadow ghosts are imprisoned inside by my master. Come, cut your finger and let me drip some of your blood.” Master Dapanxuan waved his hand, still looking at the finished talisman, feeling quite satisfied. It was completed in one go, and all the efforts over the years were not in vain.

"Master, what good can my blood do?"

"Hey, good disciple, you are practicing the art of collecting Yin, which is very Yin. If I drop a drop of your blood, this Five Ghosts Devouring Soul Talisman of my master will at least go up to the next level."

"Oh." Mr. Huang continued as usual, and after dripping, he held his finger in his mouth and said, "Master, when will you teach me?"

"What's the hurry? Wait."

At this time, Master Dapan Xuan put away the talisman, took out a blank white talisman, held the pen and used his magic power to draw on it, but no one knew what he drew. Then he took out an ink-colored thing similar to a gavel, checked it, and put it away with peace of mind after making sure there was no problem.

"Master, what is this?"

"Why do you have so many questions? This is a witchcraft curse. Tomorrow is the Waking of Insects Day. What I have to do is to make sure everything goes well. Although I don't have the other party's birth date and hair, it doesn't matter. This wood is made from coffin wood that has been buried underground for a hundred years. Even if it doesn't kill him, it can make him dizzy and unable to use 30% of his power."

Listen to what the master said.

Huang Hong's eyes were shining.

These were all the spells he wanted to learn, but unfortunately his master never taught him.

"Disciple, go and call your third aunt over. I will use the power of the moonlight tonight to perform a ritual for her to remove the evil karma from her body." said Master Dapan Xuan.

"Master, Third Aunt is accompanying my father."

"It's okay. It doesn't matter where you cast the spell. Just ask your father to sleep in another room."

"ah?"

"Hmm? You don't even listen to what your master says. Do you still want to learn magic?"

"Master, don't worry. I will go now."

Watching his disciple's departing back, Master Dapan Xuan was very satisfied. Being the anti-Tian Gang in the Huang Mansion was even more comfortable than being a county magistrate.

The night is very dark.

County Magistrate Huang stopped in the courtyard, looked up at the bright moon, then looked back at the two dark shadows imprinted on the window paper, as if his third aunt was ill. Master Xuan stepped forward and trapped her, and they wrestled with each other.

Inn.

"Master, is the strength okay?" Miaomiao the cat, who was squatting under the table and washing the feet of the Taoist priest, asked with watery eyes, looking through his hips.

"Yeah, not bad." Lin Fan nodded, holding the axe and sharpening it with a whetstone.

The fox Daji behind him pressed the Taoist's shoulders and said softly, "Master, let me do the grinding later."

"No, this axe is of extraordinary significance, I have to sharpen it myself. What do you think of the Young Master Huang you saw today?" Lin Fan asked.

Fox Daji said: "Master, he has a lot of Yin in his body, so he must have taken a lot of women to replenish his Yin."

Mao Miaomiao said: "Yes, yes, there is also a stench of vaginal odor, which is the resentment of the women whose vaginas were taken. They must have been forced."

"Well, very good. It seems that you have gained a lot from following me."

"Hey, it's all thanks to the Taoist priest's teaching."

"Me too."

The night is getting deeper.

While enjoying himself, Lin Fan was still sharpening the axe diligently. The axe blade was sharpened to a shine that could reflect a person's shadow.

The ghost on the back is nourished by the blood.

Most of them have transformed into black shadow ghosts.

Now there are still three points of merit left.

Didn't think much about it.

They were all thrown to the Blood-Evil Soul-Shocking Eyes and the Demon-Summoning Fist.

He didn't want to know how far he had advanced.

He only knew that the White Tiger Star God would appear tomorrow, and all the filthy things in the world would become completely active. The old demon of the Huang family had some skills and knew that tomorrow was the Waking of Insects Day, and the power of the demons and evil ways would be increased.

But is he afraid?

Humph! I'm not afraid of anything.

As an orthodox Taoist, how can we be afraid of these evil things?

If you want to get rid of the devil, you must be convinced.

Keep sharpening your axe.

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