Uncle Jiu: I punish the criminals according to the will of Heaven, and you say I’m arrogant?

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"No...no, you can't grab there, you can't grab!"

In just a moment, Ah Xing, whose Taoist robe was torn into strips, was immediately blown out by a strong wind.

"Fuck you, you immortal! You actually caught me..."

"Brother!"

Xiaoyue's call of "Senior Brother" made Ah Xing's eyes light up in the distance. He then pretended to be possessed by a ghost and stepped forward to grab Boss Zhao.

"Zhao Baiwan, give me back my life, give me back my life!"

"Demon possession, this is demon possession!"

Xiaoyue flashed out and pointed the peach wood sword at Axing's chest.

"Boss Zhao, only the cinnabar on the banknote can intimidate him." Seeing that Ah Xing kept winking at her, Xiaoyue also began to tell the story as before.

As he spoke, he also threw out a handful of talismans.

In panic, Boss Zhao took out a ten-liang silver note, suppressing his bleeding heart. But he felt uneasy and took out a fifty-liang silver note and handed it out.

At this moment, a hand suddenly appeared out of nowhere, raised its hand to pick up Xiaoyue, and then another hand appeared and slapped Axing in the face.

"who??!"

"Possessed by a ghost, I specialize in treating ghost possession!"

Ah Xing subconsciously turned his head to look, and saw a handsome young Taoist priest in Taoist robes staring at him.

"Crack!"

Yang Lingxiao raised his hand and clenched it, lightning splashed out, and directly knocked Ah Xing away.

Chang Wei, born with supernatural powers?

I also killed thirteen members of the Qi family at night!

"Who taught you to use Maoshan magic to pretend to be a ghost?"

"Who taught you to use Maoshan magic to cheat and deceive people?"

"And who taught you to wear improper clothes and use silver notes to suppress evil spirits?"

Heishan's figure appeared at the right time, and he raised his hand to pick up the red-clothed ghost in the distance.

"Zhao Baiwan!"

"You harmed my entire family, and you still dare to find someone to deal with me!"

Even with Heishan's suppression, the female ghost still screamed when she saw Zhao Baiwan. She looked eerie, with bloodshot eyes and an extremely ferocious look.

"Who are you?!"

After being moved by the two slaps, Ah Xing covered his face and asked Yang Lingxiao with a look of taboo.

My master probably doesn't know this trick, right?

"Poor Taoist Yang Lingxiao!"

"He's also your master's nephew!"

Yang Lingxiao was too lazy to waste time talking to the two of them. When they did these things that tarnished the reputation of Maoshan, in his mind, they were no different from Qiu Sheng Wencai.

I thought it could still be saved, but who knew it was still hopeless.

It seems that Erwu, who is in the main temple, is the destined disciple of Second Uncle Lin Jiu.

"Nephew, then you are our junior fellow apprentice!"

"Junior brother, you are my second uncle, crawl to me; you are just a bunch of idiots, are you worthy of being my master's senior brother?"

"Heishan, tell him who our master is?" Fu Meng suddenly jumped up and then pawed Ah Xing's left foot with two dog claws.

Young people always make mistakes.

Just be more careful in your next life.

Heishan uttered in a muffled voice, "My master cannot be heard, seen, thought of, heard, or imagined!"

Every time he uttered a word, Zhang Xuanyu's eyes lit up.

Damn, I learned it, I learned it!

No wonder the big brother is so pretentious, it turns out he also needs good subordinates.

And it has to be fierce and violent enough.

"Maoshan Taoist, Maoshan Taoist, kill her. If you kill her, I will give you five hundred, no, one thousand dollars." Zhao Baiwan jumped out again and shouted when he saw Yang Lingxiao and others appear.

But before he could get close, Heishan glared him away.

"You killed him, so we can only kill you!"

"But if you go down there to file a complaint, people like you will be punished in hell for eight hundred years, soaked in blood every day, with bloodworms gnawing at your bones.

When your sentence is complete, you will be reincarnated as a mule."

Taoist priest, not monk.

Watching someone die without rescuing them is the most serious crime and the biggest taboo in the eyes of monks.

But Taoism does not care about this.

Taoism emphasizes a cycle of cause and effect.

You can kill him, why can't he kill you?

This is also Yang Lingxiao's usual way of doing things.

When the mind is clear, that is his way!

We are all ants under the law of heaven, and all beings are equal.

"Master, he... he really has to be tortured in the mortal world for eight hundred years?" the female ghost asked timidly.

One day in heaven is one year on earth. Correspondingly, one day on earth is thirty days in the underworld.

Eight hundred years is enough for Zhao Baiwan to suffer torture underground for thousands of years.

"The Law of the Underworld, indeed!"

"Fu Meng, open the ground door and send her down."

He is a Taoist priest, not a madman.

If you kill ghosts when you see them, you are not a Taoist priest, you are a madman.

"Zhao Baiwan, I'm waiting for you down there, waiting for the day when you're reincarnated as a mule. I'm waiting for you!"

When the female ghost looked at Zhao Baiwan, his weak appearance was gone. She laughed strangely and jumped into the underground gate.

As for Zhao Baiwan, he rolled his eyes and fell asleep on the spot.

Soon, in the dojo.

"Big Brother, we were wrong!"

Looking at Yang Lingxiao, who had an expressionless face and was staring at the ancestral altar, Axing and the others shuddered subconsciously.

For some reason, they always felt that this senior brother was even more terrifying than their own master when he was angry.

"You go ahead!"

Yang Lingxiao didn't say much and gave the order without turning his head.

Even the statue of the ancestor was covered with dust, and the incense burner was almost covered with cobwebs.

Those who know that this is the Taoist temple of Maoshan disciples may think it is some desolate mountain cemetery.

Sure enough, my uncle's performance is still so stable!

The two men shrank their necks after being scolded, and ran outside as if they were escaping.

"Fellow Daoist, please forgive me for making fun of you!"

Yang Lingxiao raised his hand to brush away the dust around the statue, then raised his hand to rub three pieces of Yin De to burn incense.

This action made Zhang Xuanyu exclaim once again that he had learned something.

If you burn incense with good deeds, how can the ancestors not remember you?

He is indeed the big brother, even the way of burning incense is so novel!

"That's not true, brother. Every family doesn't have some bitter melons that don't grow up."

Zhang Xuanyu was also very perceptive. After saying this, he quickly dodged and left for the outside world. If he had been late, he would have been easily hit by the Thunder God, who used his fifth-level peak cultivation as a Geomancer.

"Grandmaster, you have protected this place long enough, so please follow me to other temples.

Since you have no objection, I will take it as your agreement."

"Grandmaster, I got a good thing!"

As Yang Lingxiao spoke, he took out the Shangqing Pearl which contained divine light.

There seems to be something wrong with this bead.

[Fuck… Shit, godfather, where did you find this?! !]

The system's clattering voice suddenly emerged, and the intermittent sound was filled with an inexplicable urgency.

"Hey, are you back from fighting?"

【Godfather, can you give me this thing? 】

"I'll explain what this thing does, and it won't hurt to give it to you!"

Although this thing of his own is unscrupulous, it is the one that has been with him the longest. If it is useful to him, it is not impossible to give it away.

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