Just as he was thinking about it, Da Fei got up from the ground.

Looking at Fang Taihe and me, he was a little surprised and said:

"Master Fang, Lao Gao.

What happened to me just now?

Also, why does my mouth smell so bad? It smells sour.

It’s so disgusting!”

When Fang Taihe and I heard this, we looked at each other and smiled, but neither of us spoke.

If Da Fei knew that what he just ate was foot mud, he would probably want to die.

But this guy Da Fei may have been in contact with me, the number one Zhuge in Changlong Town, for too long.

This brain actually started to come alive.

Seeing that Fang Taihe and I had ambiguous looks, Da Fei seemed to have thought of something.

He just stood up from the ground and squatted on the ground again, vomiting continuously.

Due to the previous vomiting, Da Fei could no longer vomit anything at this moment and was just retching.

This kid, if he eats a hundred loads of beans, he probably doesn’t even know what the beans taste like.

He obviously knew Fang Taihe's methods.

Fang Taihe would definitely not harm him, but Da Fei didn't even believe in Fang Taihe.

As a result, he was poisoned and had no choice but to eat the mud from his feet.

So, I didn't pay attention to this guy.

Instead, he turned around and asked Fang Taihe:

"Uncle Fang, didn't you say that Song Qinglian is a good person?

Why does she want to bewitch us?"

Hearing this, Fang Taihe said calmly:

"I have known for a long time that Song Qinglian approached us with evil intentions.

I thought she was approaching us because of my beauty.

So I staged a scene of ‘twilight love’ with her.”

Because of beauty?

No way?!

I don't agree with Fang Taihe's explanation.

Fang Taihe, this guy, has a saying, Taoism is not just a skill, it is very powerful.

But beauty... No matter what, I can't figure out how this old guy is so confident that he can attract Song Qinglian with his beauty.

Fang Taihe probably realized that this reason was far-fetched.

He coughed lightly and added again:

"Later I discovered that it was not the case. Song Qinglian did not approach us because of my beauty!

Or maybe it’s not just for this reason!

There are other reasons, but I can't figure them out yet.

Listening to your words is like listening to your words.

What Fang Taihe said made me confused, and I didn't understand what he wanted to express at all.

In order to prevent the old guy from nagging again, I asked another question and said:

"Uncle Fang, just now you said Dahei was a hell dog. What is a hell dog?"

Fang Taihe touched Dahei, who was squatting on the ground, with a look of pride and doting in his eyes, and said:

"As the name suggests, a prison is a place where prisoners are held.

Prisoners in the human world are naturally imprisoned in human prisons.

The underground prisoners are naturally imprisoned in the prisons of the underworld.

Prisoners who can be sent to hell were heinous during their lifetime, so they must suffer in hell.

This also shows that the prisoners in hell are not fuel-efficient lamps.

In order to prevent them from escaping from prison, or other ghosts coming to cause trouble, countless hell dogs will be set up to guard the gates of hell."

After listening to Fang Taihe's explanation, I looked at Dahei and couldn't help but admire him.

I originally thought that Dahei was so smart and powerful just because he had been around Fang Taihe for a long time and was infected with the fairy spirit.

Unexpectedly, it was not only for this reason, but also because Dahei was a hell dog that saw ghosts!

Thinking of this, my love for Dahei becomes deeper and deeper.

At this time, Da Fei listened to our conversation and stood up from the ground.

Said decadently:

"Isn't it over now? Since Dahei is so powerful, Song Qinglian must have taken a liking to our Dahei.

He wanted to take Dahei as his own, so he poisoned us!"

After being reminded by Da Fei, I also feel that this reason makes perfect sense.

Fang Taihe, on the other hand, shook his head and said it was impossible, saying:

"Impossible, Song Qinglian practices the Gu sect of the ghost path, and Dahei is the hell dog guarding the gate of hell, and is the nemesis of the ghost path.

Dahei kept barking at Song Qinglian last night, which is the most powerful evidence.

Therefore, Song Qinglian’s purpose is not Dahei!”

After listening to Fang Taihe's words, I suddenly realized and reacted.

Yes, Dahei is a hell dog, the nemesis of the ghost path that Song Qinglian practices.

Song Qinglian is also a master of the Ghost Dao Gu sect, so she naturally understands this truth.

But if that's the case, what would be her purpose?

Also, she recommended that we go to the old monk Yang Bo for help. Does that mean that this is another trap?

Just as he was about to ask Fang Taihe, Da Fei interrupted first and said:

"Uncle Fang, who are you asking about?

Of the three masters in Hexi Town, this first master almost killed us all!"

Fang Taihe's face turned red and he looked extremely embarrassed, and he said awkwardly:

"You can't say that. In many cases, an expert is not necessarily a good person, and a good person is not necessarily an expert.

Take me for example, I am a good person and an expert, both of which are rare.

Like Song Qinglian or Wei Zhonglai, although they are bad people, we cannot deny their achievements in the Taoist sect just because of this!"

Fang Taihe's explanation still makes sense.

If it weren't for the fact that his face was always red, I might have believed it.

But I don't intend to dismantle him. After all, this old guy has helped me a lot, so I can't dismantle him.

When Da Fei heard this, he was very unconvinced, but he couldn't argue with Fang Taihe. He just puffed up angrily and said angrily:

"Then according to what you say, we shouldn't look for Song Qinglian!

We know she will harm us, why should we cause trouble?

Also, this crazy woman asked us to find that old monk.

I think there must be some conspiracy between this old monk and Song Qinglian, so let’s not get into that trouble!”

I nodded and agreed with Da Fei's view.

Fang Taihe, on the other hand, held Song Qinglian's comb in his hand, looked at it for a while, and said slowly:

"No, we still have to go!"

Da Fei and I were both stunned when we heard this.

He wondered if Fang Taihe was sick. He knew clearly that Old Monk Yang Bo was Song Qinglian's trap, why would he take such a risk?

Speak out your thoughts.

Fang Taihe swallowed, put the comb back into the bag, and said:

"Anyway, Old Monk Yang Bo is indeed one of the three masters I found out about.

Although we don’t understand the position of the old monk Yang Bo, as long as there is a glimmer of hope, we must give it a try!

Besides, Song Qinglian failed so much to entertain us, seduce me, and bewitch us.

If it were you, after wasting so much time and energy, would you let your ‘prey’ go so easily?!”


Chapter completed!