[Quick wear] The sticky essence of the blackened male supporting role

Master Duan deliberately concealed it, and the Taoist priest was helpless. Judging from the yin energy in this house, the ghost was very powerful, and he couldn't beat it. A ghost like this kind of contamination must have deep resentment. Master Duan will resolve it. Without the other party's grievances, they can only die endlessly.

The Taoist priest stood up and saluted apologetically, "Master Duan, I can't help you, and I'm powerless, so let it be."

That reward was quite a lot, but it wasn't worth his hard work.

Master Duan's complexion changed immediately, he wanted to keep the Taoist priest, but the Taoist priest was in a hurry to leave the mansion, no matter how kindly Master Duan begged, the Taoist priest remained unmoved, the moment he stepped out of the threshold.

Out of being unable to bear it, he still advised: "Master Duan, if you really want to get rid of it, you must find a way to resolve the hostility of that ghost."

"A fierce ghost like this must be unwilling to come back for revenge."

Watching the Taoist priest walk away, those words were still echoing in Master Duan's ears. Master Duan closed his eyes tightly, clenched his palms tightly, and a cold air climbed up the soles of his feet.

It's easier said than done to resolve the hostility.

If that bastard had such a good temper, how could he kill so many people? Obviously he wanted to fight them forever.

Master Duan was a little bit regretful, he shouldn't have done that in the first place, and it was impossible for him to forgive easily.

Things have happened, he must find a way to survive.

Just as he was about to go back to the backyard, Master Duan inadvertently saw a flash of white on the long corridor. He was shocked, his breathing stopped, his eyes widened, and when he looked closely, he realized that it was a strange young man. Wearing a long gown and a white robe, with red lips and white teeth, he looked very handsome.

Master Duan let out a foul breath slowly, and asked angrily, "Are you a new servant?!"

Luo Ning responded politely, "Master, I just came to the house and I'm working as an accountant."

Master Duan's turbid eyes fixed on Luo Ning's face, and his eyes sank. Like the eldest son he hated, this young man had a gentle and gentle appearance, and he also liked to wear a long white gown, which would be an eyesore for him.

He stared at Luo Ning coldly, and walked away with his crutches, which left a crisp rattling sound on the floor.

Luo Ning touched his arm, recalling Master Duan's eyes, which made him feel weirdly uncomfortable.

In the afternoon, the housekeeper who had been away for two days came back and brought back another Taoist priest. The Taoist priest was tall and big, with a square face, a large black mole at the corner of his mouth, and evil spirits in his twinkling eyes.

Taoist priests have a little ability, but they are all heretics, and they never talk about the bottom line principle.

Even if Duan's mansion can be seen to be dirty, for the money, he has to help.

Hearing that this gray cannon Taoist has a solution, Master Duan was overjoyed, his old face became a little angry, and he hurried forward to ask, "What is the solution?"

The gray cannon Taoist twirled his mustache, squinted his eyes and smiled, "Master, although that ghost is powerful, it's not lifeless. I have an idea."

"It's better to change your fate for you and Mr. Ling. If someone dies for you, your Duan family can continue to prosper like this."

Master Duan's eyes lit up, and he was faintly excited, "Tell me carefully, how can you change it?"

The Taoist frowned, "It's just that it's not easy to change your fate. You must be born in the same year, the same month, and the same day as you, so that you can hide it from the ghost."

"When Li Gui gets his revenge, he might be willing to reincarnate."

The excitement on Master Duan's face dissipated. It is not easy to find someone who was born in the same year, the same month, and the same day. Can he wait for that day?

The housekeeper thought of something, a flash of light flashed in his mind, he raised his mind nervously, and tried hard to recall, trying to grasp that strand of thought.

The housekeeper vaguely remembered that a new accountant came to the house two days ago, claiming that the household card was accidentally lost.

Logically speaking, it is impossible for him to choose someone who is not clear as the accountant, but the Duan family is in a hurry to hire someone, so he can only accommodate one or two, urging the young man to quickly re-register the household card.

He glanced at the registered household card, and it seemed to be the same day as the third young master's birthday.

The housekeeper immediately told about this matter, and Master Duan became excited again, no matter what, he must try.

The eldest son is gone, the second son is sick, and the only thing he has left is the second and third sons, and he wants to keep these two bloodlines.

The gray cannon Taoist said the things needed for the practice, and asked the housekeeper to fetch the hair and blood of the substitute.

Luo Ning didn't know that he was being targeted. The household card he applied for was just that he spent money to find someone to testify. Go and verify carefully.

That night, Luo Ning only felt that she had slept very deeply. When she woke up, she was still in a daze. There was a small scratch on the tip of her finger. Where did this come from? Could it be that she was scratched by a bamboo thorn on the mat?

Just when Luo Ning was feeling strange, the housekeeper had already given the collected things to the Taoist priest. The chicken blood and talisman papers were all prepared one by one. The fire burned to ashes.

With a relieved look on his face, he said, "It's done."

Master Duan was happy, and handed over the two house deeds, "Thank you, Daoist."

Now that his third son is saved, he himself has to find a substitute to die.

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In the middle of the night, there were crows cooing on the branches, revealing a sense of tranquility and desolation in the empty night.

In the carved corridor of Xiyuan, a tall and tall figure came out, wearing a light-colored white robe, blooming blood flowers, extremely gorgeous, and extremely dazzling, but there was no human body in the simple white robe. What should be full of flesh and blood is empty, like hanging on an empty shelf, with only two white bones in the long armhole.

Duan Hanchuan stood in this unfamiliar courtyard, his consciousness was a little unclear, and he drifted in one direction following the breath he had firmly remembered.

The mansion was pasted with charms, forming a gossip pattern, trying to make him lose himself in it, but it didn't matter, he knew where they were.

Duan Hanchuan likes watching those people die in despair the most. Why can those bastards live well while he rots in the mud.

The game needs to be unfolded bit by bit. Duan Hanchuan can only feel a little bit of joy when he thinks of the extreme fear and fear in the little mouse's eyes.

What is the way to die this time?

Duan Hanchuan had a good idea in his mind, why not start with the third brother, the third brother likes beating people the most, so let the third brother suffer.

The corners of Duan Hanchuan's mouth were grinning, revealing the meaning of phagocytosis.

In the spacious room, which was dyed with light mosquito-repellent incense, in Duan Hanchuan's eyes, Duan Lao San was lying on the bed, that disgusting face was so peaceful, he just wanted to destroy it immediately.

The resentment tightly bound "Duan Lao San" on the bed, and the icy cold air turned into nails, which were about to be nailed into "Duan Lao San"'s limbs and bones.

In Luo Ning's sleep, she just felt so cold, her body melted into ice, it was so cold to the bone, so cold that it ached, how could she be so uncomfortable.

Luo Ning murmured vaguely, "Xiao Chuan, don't grab the quilt."

The voice was weak, but it floated into Duan Hanchuan's ears clearly. A few nails stopped, and Duan Hanchuan didn't know what to do, so he didn't continue to attack.

Suddenly, he felt that the voice was very familiar. He didn't remember it at all, but it seemed that he had been waiting for a long time.

I don't even feel the piercing pain in my soul anymore.

The hostility in Duan Hanchuan's eyes flashed past, and he looked coldly at the person on the bed. The youngest Duan in his eyes was gone, replaced by a young man with white cheeks like jade, shadowed by long eyelashes, and bright red lips. I don't know each other at all, but I like the appearance of each other very much.

Duan Hanchuan naturally understood at this time, it was all a trick played by those bedbugs, and he was almost deceived.

Being deceived, Duan Hanchuan should be furious, but he didn't care about revenge this time. The person on the bed attracted his full attention, which had a strange temptation for him, and he couldn't help but focus on this person.

Slowly leaning his body up, Duan Hanchuan wanted to reach out to touch Luo Ning, but when he found the moss and blood between his fingers, annoyance flashed in his eyes.In the blink of an eye, he was clean.

Only then was Duan Hanchuan satisfied, and his body floated onto the bed, carefully staring at this person's eyebrows and eyes, the more he looked at him, the more pleasing it was to his eyes, obviously his heartbeat was gone, but his emotions seemed uncontrollable.

He couldn't help but put his fingers on Luo Ning's face, feeling the warm and soft touch. For some reason, he seemed a little sad.

Luo Ning's cheeks were a little itchy, she stretched out her hand to scratch, turned over, and slipped into Duan Hanchuan's arms.

Duan Hanchuan froze for a moment, his arms slowly wrapped around Luo Ning, his empty arms were filled to the brim, his favorite breath was on the tip of his nose, like a treasure he had been waiting for for a long time, finally appeared in front of him.

The sun came in from the window, Luo Ning rubbed his eyes and got up, squeezed his neck uncomfortably, feeling sore and painful, he frowned, the chill from last night still lingered, it made him feel a little It was cold, and the sun shone on his body, but he couldn't feel a trace of warmth.

How can it be so cold.

Luo Ning went out suspiciously, and went to the kitchen to get breakfast. The cooks were still cooking and nagging at the same time.

"It seems that nothing happened in the house these two days?"

"Will it be clean? The master specially invited the Taoist priest to come. I heard that the Taoist priest is capable."

"How can it be so easy? It's only been two days. You and the harmed people have to take a break."

"I think it's Master Duan who did something wrong. Otherwise, no one else would be fine, but only Duan's family suffers."

"Shhh! Don't talk nonsense like that. If it gets into Master Duan's ears, you'll feel better!"

"No matter what immoral things Mr. Duan did, it has nothing to do with us, we just get paid."

After hearing a few words, Luo Ning's eyes flickered slightly. The mouth in the kitchen is the worst. Two days ago, he asked these cooks who were in the Duan family, but he didn't know if it was the third concubine in the house. He just died, and the atmosphere was too serious, no one paid any attention to his words.