"I want to retreat, close the door, and no one will come." Tu Shanjun knocked the thin monkey on the head, and after giving instructions, he walked to the backyard with his hands behind his back, leaving only the thin monkey covering his head with a grin on his face.

But all the worries disappeared, and he said with a smile: "Okay, Uncle Tiger!"

The formation in the small courtyard is simple, but it is rooted in the underground spiritual veins.

Anyone who has nothing to do to attack an orphanage in a slum will not only have no money, but will also be involved in a lawsuit.

Coupled with the lessons learned from the Zhongyi Society and the Sick Tiger Gang, even petty theft is rare in Longrongfang now.

Various rumors said that due to the bad feng shui of Longrongfang, most of the gang leaders died violently or suddenly suffered from serious illnesses. In short, they had no good ending. Granny Qing also said that Longrongfang would be taken care of by the Guzi Club.

Return to the cabin.

Tushanjun sat cross-legged on the rickety wooden bed. While adjusting his breath, his whole body suddenly froze, and immediately turned into a black air floating out from the gap above.

The black air is like clouds, blending into the air.

"Brother, what are you doing in Uncle Hu's backyard?" Xiaoya asked innocently.

"I am protecting Uncle Tiger who is in seclusion."

"Gatekeeper?"

"Go, go, go, what do children know?"

…

On the four-horse carriage, Xu Sanniang, who had closed her eyes to meditate, opened her phoenix eyes slightly and glanced at the magic weapon in her sleeves. The magic weapon also opened one eye, and the scarlet ghost eye was surrounded by a faint black aura.

His eyes did not look at Xu Sanniang, but at the roof of the carriage, outside the roof.

Shed roof.

Black air swirls.

It seemed like a figure was approaching.

Disappeared in a blink of an eye.

"drive!"

Under the control of the distraction method, the puppet moves its arms and fingers. Not to mention the collision scene, even the width of the movement has been detected by the spirit.

It's amazing.

This is also due to the distraction method passed down by the Daqi Sect regarding the use of puppets.

This mainstay practice has benefited a wide range of people.

Sanniang rubbed the Sovereign Soul Banner in her hand. The main black gold pole was cold, and scarlet threads like lava could often be seen flashing on the main pole. The evil skeleton ghost at the top held a blue-black flag in its mouth, edged with gold thread.

, painted the appearance of hundreds of evil ghosts flying in the clouds and mist, as if as long as she shouted, the evil ghosts in the painting would jump out of it.

The coolness made Sanniang feel more at ease, and she looked at the sword case of the ancient family sword lying across her knees.

The entire sword box is made of green gold iron soul wood.

Although it carries the word "soul", it is not of much use to the soul.

As for the sword sitting in it, it was just an ancient treasure in itself, but the origin of this ancient treasure made her recall it.

The love is so deep that I can't help but cry.

Touching the sword box, Xu Sanniang seemed to be calling something softly.

The ancient treasure in the sword box was silent. Only the slightest sword energy hit the soul wood, making a faint sound, as if singing loudly or narrating in a low voice.

I can only hear the sound of wood being like water, metal and iron striking and singing, turning into melodious sounds in the box.

"Good baby!"

The eyes of Zunhun Banner looked at the lapis lazuli sword box.

Tu Shanjun's true self has extraordinary cultivation, so the Dharma Eye that opened from the soul flag naturally has the proper vision. He was also amazed when he saw such visions. Although this ancient treasure is just a magic weapon, it is quite extraordinary.

, even he couldn't see through it. If it were an ordinary monk, he would probably only think that it was a magic weapon.

The iron hooves of the puppet carriage stopped at the end of the alley.

The boy put down the low stool and stepped on Sanniang's feet.

Sanniang then walked down.

"Sister Niang, please come with me. Our master has already prepared a wing for Sanniang. Please wait a moment, Sanniang, and he will come after my master has finished dealing with the first few guests."

While he was talking, the young man held a lantern and led Xu Sanniang forward into a high-door mansion, but this was obviously a side entrance or a side entrance.

After the two left, a figure emerged from under the carriage.

Underneath the disgrace, one can still see some of the charm of the past.

He looked back at the carriage and said calmly: "Do even four carriages have such a talisman formation?"

The man who climbed out from under the car was Tu Shanjun who had followed him.

The cultivation level of this soul clone is not high, it is only in the Qi training realm. Even though the formations and talismans of the carriage are not eye-catching, it is not easy to act rashly.

He simply stayed under the carriage for a while.

Seeing that both of them had crossed the threshold, Tushanjun walked in boldly.

There was a bang.

Knocked him back.

"One step at a time?" He wanted to turn the evil spirit directly back to the Zunhun Banner. When he saw the boy going out and getting on the carriage, Tu Shanjun immediately changed his mind and attached himself to the carriage. However, this time the carriage did not enter the door directly, but

We went to the main entrance and entered the main hall through the main entrance of the mansion.

…

"Pooh."

Tushanjun stood up and spat out a mouthful of ashes. There was also a formation at the main entrance.

"Huh."

Tu Shanjun saw a rather familiar figure.

…

Bada.

A hand rested on his shoulder.

The person who was hit looked back, and his original smile was immediately distorted with fear. The fear in his eyes was like tears, and even his body was paralyzed with fear. He almost fell to the ground, but was caught by the tall Xuan.

The figure in the black robe straightened up, and the tall figure in the black robe said with a smile: "We meet again."

"Master, why are you here?" He Shuli didn't know what kind of evil star he had caused, or he didn't look at the almanac when he went out before he met this man again.

"I haven't asked you yet, but you asked me first."

"Why are you here?"

Heshu stood up and recounted his subsequent experiences.

Since the leader of the Binghu Gang died and the Binghu Gang collapsed, he defected to the Xing Gang. Relying on his good brain and prudent methods, he slowly climbed up and became the number one person in the Xing Gang.

.

No, the leader of the Xing Gang was also invited to come today, and as the safe person, he also came with him.

Presents are being arranged at the moment.

Tu Shanjun nodded and said, "Good boy, I knew you had a great future."

He Shuli is indeed very capable. He always handles things with courtesy first and with strong connections, and completes things in a way that benefits everyone.

It's a pity that he met someone who didn't like to be reasonable, so he was in such a bad situation. But Tushanjun didn't boast, he just lamented people's fate and fate.

He Shuli put on a smile that was uglier than crying.

No matter how powerful he is, he can't withstand the devil's soul-searching skills.

Tu Shanjun said straight to the point: "I won't embarrass you, just take me in."

"Ah?" He Shuli was stunned for a moment after hearing this, pointed to Gongsun's mansion behind him, and said, "Can't you get in?"

What surprised him was not that the mansion behind him was the Gongsun family, but that the devil-like old man in front of him actually asked him to help him enter the mansion.

He has seen this old man's methods before. It is not as simple as being powerful, but he cannot understand it at all.

He is like the frog sitting in a well looking at the sky. He can only see the bright moon in the sky, but does not know what kind of person the full moon is. However, such a person should not be trapped outside the door.

Not to mention anything else, the black and red silk thread can casually kill the leaders of the foundation-building gangs and pretend to be their identities.

"Master, please don't embarrass me."

"I'm already miserable." He Shu immediately collapsed.

If this man didn't take action, it only means that he didn't want to alert the enemy, and he had bigger things to do.

How could he, a little Qigong practitioner, be an accomplice?
To be continued...