Dao boss

Daozhen's expression didn't change at all, as if his heart was like a calm lake.There was no movement at all, and the pursed lips did not move.Those eyes were looking straight ahead, the middle-aged man seemed a little tired from talking.After touching the sweat on his forehead, he continued, "I saw it, it seems that a black shadow dropped the teacup to the ground."

"A black shadow?" Daozhen hesitated for a second, raised his head to look at the man in front of him, blinked his eyes and said, "You layman, are you sure you really saw your own shadow or it's just that your eyes are blurred?" ?” Daozhen wanted to confirm with this middle-aged man.He is not short of money, or he has no concept of money.

But when a middle-aged man asks him for help, he will naturally charge money.If no money is charged, the middle-aged man will feel that he will not do these things at all.Daozhen still understands the truth.The appearance of a middle-aged person is someone who is not short of money.But if he himself is wrong, he will be in trouble when he asks him to discuss this matter in the future.Although Tao really has countless means to shut up this middle-aged man.But he didn't bother to deal with a mortal in this way, and he was a person who didn't like trouble.

So, Daozhen wanted a man to confirm.While discussing other things, I thought of this.Daozhen didn't speak, but instead turned his eyes looking straight ahead to the book.

The middle-aged man nodded, and said with great certainty, "I, I have watched it many times. At first, I thought it was my own dizziness, but...but I didn't see clearly until later. I really don't have dizziness. Then It's just a black shadow, vaguely, not clearly visible."

"Black shadow?" Daozhen couldn't guess through the secrets at this time, he stood up, and gently patted the moon-white Taoist robe.Stretching out his left hand, he looked at the middle-aged man and said, "Layman, close your eyes. Empty your mind and don't be nervous."

The fingertips with a trace of scorching temperature landed on the forehead of the middle-aged man.When mentioning the shadow, the first thing Daozhen thinks of is the emissary of the extraterrestrial demon.Then, I thought of the people of Demon Ancestor Luohu.Or, someone hiding in the Demon Realm.When his fingertips touched the middle-aged man's forehead, he gently closed his eyes.

He seemed to see a spacious hall, which was the living room.It should be the home of the middle-aged man in front of him. A black shadow slowly walked from the corner and passed by at a very high speed.In an instant, the teacup fell to the floor.With a crisp sound, the black shadow disappeared.

Withdrawing his fingertips, Daozhen said indifferently, "This thing should not be aimed at you, he seems to have a target. Moreover, he has no yin energy on him. It's not a ghost, that is to say, he is actually a person. No, it’s not right. He’s not a human either, he should be something that has lived for a long time. It evolved from humans.”

The middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the truthful words.I thought in my heart, this thing is not a ghost, but it has been staring at him for so many days.What the hell is going on?If he couldn't figure it out, he thought, he wouldn't be able to sleep.

Daozhen seemed to have seen through the doubts of the middle-aged man, he said softly, "If you broke your teacup, it means that he will no longer stay at your house." Daozhen's eyes saw the middle-aged man's frightened eyes , smiled, and said jokingly, "Layman, have you ever done something against your will? From your expression, it seems that you are very afraid of that thing. Could it be that you have actually seen it before?"

The middle-aged man took a few steps back, and said with a dry smile, "Master Daozhen, I really don't know what you are talking about. I just think, I think that thing is terrible." When he said this, the middle-aged man lowered his own head.After a while, he continued, "But why do you think that guy won't come to my house anymore?"

"Oh." The corners of Daozhen's mouth turned up slightly, "It's actually very simple, think about it. If he wants to monitor you, why should he remind you of his existence. He can watch you quietly in the dark, although you Every day, I feel that I am being watched. However, I will not see him. In this situation, he should be looking for something. And that thing is not in your house. "

When he said this, Daozhen touched his chin.He muttered, "Something is wrong. If he wants to leave, he can leave anytime. Why did he insist on breaking a teacup? What was he thinking?" Daozhen always felt that he seemed to have missed something just now. something.

"This..." The middle-aged man felt that Daozhen's words were not right, but it was not easy to refute Daozhen.After all, all my friends have said that Taoist priest Daozhen is really a very reliable Taoist priest.

"Don't worry, if you really can't make it through." Daozhen looked at the middle-aged man, "Why don't I draw a safe talisman for you."

"Then thank you Daozhen Xiaodao." After the middle-aged man bowed his hands and saluted, he took out the leather bag from his trouser pocket.The black leather bag looks extremely gentlemanly and luxurious, but the middle-aged man is too fat, which even affects the things he uses.He took out several large-denomination banknotes from his purse and handed them to Daozhen.

But Daozhen said with some displeasure, "If the layman sincerely asks for a charm, then go to the merit box in front. Put the yellow and white thing in your hand into this merit box, and if you want to give it to me."

The middle-aged man froze for a moment, seeing Daozhen's expression froze, he knew that he had done something wrong.He can be regarded as a golden collar anyway, so he will naturally be able to read words and deeds.It's just that he's been in a trance recently, always feeling that he's being stared at in the dark by something he doesn't know what it is.That kind of feeling is so creepy that it makes people feel terrible.

At this time, the middle-aged man wanted to get rid of the surveillance of that thing.I didn't think so much. Fortunately, although Daozhen was angry, he didn't seem to want to argue with him very much.

The middle-aged man obediently put the money into the merit box. When he returned to the main hall, he found that Daozhen was holding a brush in his hand, which was stained with vermilion ink.The yellow paper on the table has been pushed away, and he is gesturing to draw the peace talisman.After a while, Daozhen put the brush aside.

It seemed that he was still chanting some spells in his mouth, and he looked like a great dancing god.After a while, he handed the yellow talisman to the middle-aged man and said, "Layman, you can hold this talisman first. I always feel that there is something wrong with your family."

"This..." The middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief, but now he was sweating profusely, almost as if he was about to collapse.Why did he feel that the more Daozhen talked, the more afraid he felt?

"Don't worry, take this spell and go home. If the yellow color on this spell turns black, you will come to find poor Tao." Dao Zhen didn't say any other nonsense, even if he said it to the middle-aged man in front of him now many.Presumably in a few days, the middle-aged man would not be able to remember anymore in his frightened mood.

It's better not to talk about it.

"I find the placement of your furniture a bit strange." Daozhen glanced at the middle-aged man, "Did you design it yourself?"

"No, it's not." The man shook his head, coughed lightly and said, "I asked a decoration company to decorate it for me, but I don't know if you don't tell me, Daoist Master. Once you say it, I feel very strange. You say I've been feeling unlucky since the furniture was put away. Like, I messed with something."

"Hmm..." Daozhen looked at the middle-aged man carefully again, and he suddenly remembered.The location of the furniture is especially like a formation.This kind of formation has appeared once in the vast time.

It's just that the time is too long, Daozhen can't remember it anymore.Hearing what the middle-aged man said, he remembered it.

"No wonder, no wonder the furniture is arranged like this." The middle-aged man was a little puzzled by muttering to himself. He scratched his hair and asked, "Well, Mr. Daozhen, my furniture has question?"

"No, the furniture in your house is made of high-quality materials, so there is no problem. Instead, there is a problem with the position of the furniture in your house." After Daozhen finished speaking, "Soul Gathering Formation, this kind of Arrays are usually used to accumulate souls, or to summon people who have died unexpectedly."

"You mean?" The middle-aged man was trembling with fright, he stepped back a few steps, swallowed his saliva, and looked at Daozhen with an inconceivable gaze, "Master Daozhen, what you said is true of?"

"Someone raises souls in your home?" Dao Zhen felt that everything made sense.

Black Shadow smashed the teacup, not trying to do anything to the middle-aged man.Instead, it reminds the middle-aged man that there is something in his home that can kill him anytime, anywhere.Thinking about it this way, there is nothing wrong with this black shadow.Moreover, this shadow is really gone.

The middle-aged man fell to the ground and made a muffled sound.Daozhen's lips curled back slightly, the dull voice made him feel pain for the middle-aged man.

"But...the reputation of this decoration company is so good, why..." The middle-aged man raised his head in disbelief, his eyes looked at Daozhen in horror, as if he wanted to seek an explanation.After all, he has a clear conscience about this decoration center.Even when the decoration was completed, these decoration workers were given a lot of tips as a thank you gift.

Daozhen gave the middle-aged man a cold look, and said coldly, "Do you really think this formation is so easy to set up? If the birth date is wrong, even using this formation is useless. In other words, Your birthday horoscope just meets the requirements of the person who wants to arrange the soul-gathering array."

"It means..." The middle-aged man stammered, not knowing what to say for a while.