The black particles on the ground were almost cleaned up by Doctor Yu. None of them were left, and they were all put into his pockets. Five pockets on his body were stuffed. In order to contain these things, he also gave Yu Xiu his mobile phone and wallet to take.

The blood on Qin Mu's face was dry, the sticky body was so sticky that it was not very comfortable. The wound on his forehead was still aching and he was a little dizzy. He had to find something to support him when walking. Zhao Laoshi put Qin Mu on his shoulders. Yu Xiu was much better. After so many things, he fought with his brothers again and finally came to move.

At this moment, a rapid knock on the door sounded outside the door.

In addition to looking for Doctor Yu, who was still looking down, the three of them looked at each other, and their intentions were self-evident.

Zhao Laoshi even glanced at the window, and Yu Xiu said in a cold sweat: "This is the second floor, there is still a wounded person here. Do you expect Dr. Qin to jump with you?"

Zhao Laoshi opened his mouth, Yu Xiu glanced at him, sighed, patted his shoulder, remembering the group of "flies" that Zhao Laoshi said when he ran over, "What should come will always come...I'll drive..."

Before Yu Xiu finished speaking, he heard the door trembling. The thick wooden door fell inward along with the door frame, making a dull sound on the ground with flying dust.

Qin Mu narrowed his eyes. Under the dim and ambiguous lights of the private room, it was too difficult to see the person opposite him clearly in the dusty situation. When he narrowed his eyes, he could only vaguely see a contour, a short and chunky figure, and a tall man with a high bun.

The fat man must be a guy with a tattoo on his face, and the man with a high bun... In this era, who would have such a thing on his head and a small wooden stick at the same time? This must be what Yu Xiu said early in the morning, the deacon of the Tianyue Sect.

It was just a small deacon who had taken the initiative to hurt so many babies. It was simply unscrupulous. Qin Mu carried his hand on his back, grabbed the judge's pen with one hand and held the talisman paper with the other. The most familiar thunder-calling talisman began to be written on the talisman paper.

Doctor Yu, who was behind him, also found the black particles on the ground. When he turned around, he saw Qin Mu drawing the talisman with a calm expression on his face, and was amazed.

In fact, Qin Mu's face was covered in blood, so there was no way to tell her expression.

After the smoke and dust diminished slightly, the fat man spoke: "Young master... are you okay?" The words he asked were completely nonsense. How could he kick everyone away? He was polite to ask people about it?

As soon as the fat man finished speaking, Qin Mu had thrown out a thunder talisman that he started to call out. The talisman paper was stretched straight and ran straight towards the person with a high bun.

"Get back." The man was very alert. The dust splashed from the door fell to the ground had not completely dissipated. Taking advantage of this time, Qin Mu's talisman paper flew straight in. He calmly told the fat man that the people following him retreated together, but the only man was still blocking the door.

Unhurriedly, he took out the whisk from his wide cuffs. The whisk seemed to be unintentionally swinging towards the talisman paper flying in mid-air, and the talisman paper was firmly fixed in mid-air.

"Wu Zhu's way of treating guests is very special." The whisk in the man's hand shook slightly, his voice neither happy nor angry, neither male nor female. "The master often said that all things in the world originated from Wu Zhu, and I still don't believe it. Now, looking at the runes drawn by Wu Zhu, I believe it."

The man politely bowed to Qin Mu, and the dust around him settled, and finally saw the face of the person in front of him.

I saw that he was wearing a gray, wrinkled Taoist robe. Although his cuffs and chest were still painted with silver lines to draw the pattern of Yin and Yang fish, he could not resist the wrinkles all over his body. It looked like he had not changed it for many years.

The voice was not different from men and women. When they saw the real person, they could not tell them. They saw that their chin was not chewy, their beautiful face was as beautiful as jade, and they were wearing a loose char siu bun on their heads. They were also inserted horizontally with a green jade hairpin. The smooth forehead was in a strong contrast with the unwashed Taoist robe.

"May I ask, how many times do you have to wash your face a day?" Zhao Laoshi kept looking at the person in front of him and couldn't help but blurt out.

"Puchi." Dr. Yu was defeated by Zhao Laoshi's axe force, and suddenly this sentence came out. It was really a shocking thing to say.

"I have an Adam's apple." Yu Xiu was speechless at these two people who were not good at observing: "I just love to be clean."

"Fuck, you can raise lice on those clothes and you still love to clean..." Zhao Laoshi's voice became smaller and smaller, and suddenly his face became ugly. His hands seemed to be grabbing something, and he grabbed his neck, letting go of Qin Mu.

Although he had noticed Zhao Laoshi's abnormality, the moment he let go, he still couldn't help but shake it, and barely stabilized his body. Seeing Zhao Laoshi's eyes wide and his cheeks were red, Yu Xiu was so anxious that he could not see the wound on Zhao Laoshi's body. Seeing that he couldn't help but grab his neck, he quickly grabbed his hands so that he could not move.

Qin Mu looked around and fixed his eyes on the white-faced Taoist priest's face. Seeing his sarcastic expression, he immediately understood a little.

Without saying a word, five thunder talismans suddenly appeared in his hand and threw them at the Taoist priest. The Taoist priest was calm and waved the whisk and took them one by one. The arrogant Taoist priest looked at Qin Mu, about to say something, but suddenly his face changed suddenly. The whisk danced quickly, but it had no effect at all.

The last talisman was painted by Qin Mu. The judge's pen dipped in the blood on his face. A blood talisman formed in the air, and it was still a thunder talisman.

The light bulb on the top began to flicker violently, and the air was covered with the breath of lightning. Yu Xiu hurriedly pulled Zhao Laoshi and Doctor Yu to hide in the corner.

Everything in the room was trembling in place, making a tiny sound. The light on the top was probably pitch black after emitting the most intense light of his life. Qin Mu leaned back and leaned against the window behind him. The moonlight shone, and the whole room had become a paradise of thunder and lightning.

The last blood talisman also detonated the six talismans that were blocked by the Taoist priest. In an instant, lightning as thick as a bowl bloomed at the door. The Taoist priest could not dodge, so he took out a talisman from his chest, pointed his hands with swords, and threw it at the blood talisman that Qin Mu threw.

The yellowish light lit up from the Taoist priest's body. As early as when the Taoist priest began to rush to avoid Qin Mu's attack, Zhao Laoshi had returned to normal. He squatted in the corner and gasped, constantly coughing, breathing fresh air in big mouthfuls, his eyes still wide. It took him a long time to recover.

Two red handprints suddenly appeared on Zhao Laoshi's neck. Yu Xiu carefully observed it and seemed to have been pinched by something. Zhao Laoshi's performance just now seemed to be almost suffocated by being pinched.
Chapter completed!