: The ghost knocks on the door in the middle of the night

Everyone welcomed Lu Shu into the mansion like stars arching the moon. Fan Shiren ordered wine and food to be served; Master Lu waved his hand and said, "Practitioners should not eat meat, vegetarian food."

Fan Shiren quickly ordered his servants to prepare a vegetarian table, but saw the vegetables, white rice, vegetarian oil, and white stew. Han Mu scolded the demonic mother in his stomach.

After the meal, the tea was served and a moment of rest was served. Fan Shiren asked the housekeeper to take out a few red cloth trays from the inner hall. When he opened it, he found that there were dozens of silver ingots and several southern beads.

Han Mu was shocked. Silver ingots are a good thing in Dajin. They are rare on the market. On weekdays, silver is made into jewelry and worn on your body, and it is not circulated at all. Besides, these several southern beads are produced in the deep sea of ​​Leizhou in the south. They are extremely difficult to mine and are expensive. It seems that Fan Shiren spent so much money to help Lu Qian help the little girl remove obstacles, but to take advantage of Lu Qian's east wind to rise to the top.

Lu Shu did not refuse, but just bowed and said, "Thank you, Lord Fan for the reward. I will help fellow Taoists from all over the world on behalf of the Lord and do more things to save the suffering in the world."

Han Mu and Zhang Xuan were a little impressed when they saw that they were talking in a good manner. They heard Lu Xun say, "I have a reluctant request to help Ai drive away the ghost obstacles today."

"Please tell the truth that if Fan has the ability, he will do his best."

"Well... I saw Ling Ai's bones are so beautiful that she looks quite fairy-like. She is a fate with Taoism. I want to accept her as a female disciple. I wonder if Lord Fan is willing?"

Han Mu and Zhang Xuanxin said, "The fox's tail is revealed." Fan Shiren said happily: "The sky master's green eyes are the blessing of the little girl Qinglian. As long as the little girl's body is recovered, you can worship the sky master."

Lu Xun laughed and said, "It's indeed a good fortune for love. You must know that the two princesses of the emperor and the princess Xin'an are my female disciples."

Han Mu and Zhang Xuan were both surprised. It turned out that things had developed to such a serious point. Sima Yi was so confused.

After the tea, Master Lu said that the time had come and he wanted to go to Miss Fan's courtyard to drive away ghost barriers. Fan Shiren hurriedly led the way, passed through several garden gates and walked through the hall to Miss Fan's residence.

This is an exquisite courtyard, which is clean and tidy, and there is no sign of ghosts. Lu Xun was walking around in every corner with serious matters, and pointed to an open space in front of the small building in the courtyard, and ordered the accompanying Taoist priest, "Let's set up an altar here."

Several young Taoists quickly put on the incense table facing the east and placed various magical instruments, and their movements were extremely quick. It seemed that they did a lot of such work.

Han Mu watched coldly, watching how the thief could do it. But he saw that the peach wood sword, lamp, wick, rice bowl, incense and lifting tube were all available on the incense table, which looked like a ghost-exorcist on TV.

Lu Xun changed into white loose clothes, tied his leucorrhea, came to the incense table, cleaned his hands with clean water, then lit three sandalwood sticks into the rice bowl; knelt on the cushion three times before the table, bowed his head and recited the mantra silently.

The courtyard was quiet, and the atmosphere suddenly became strange. Everyone in the Fan family shrank behind the incense table, with fear in their eyes, and was wandering in the dark air. Miss Fan was pretty and charming, and at this moment, she was as frightened as a deer under the pressure of the strange atmosphere.

Han Mu stared at Lu Xun without blinking, afraid of missing out on any details; he saw that Lu Xun had finished his spell, stood up, crushed his hands, and a cluster of flames appeared on his fingers. He calmly lit the two oil lamps in front of him, picked up the wooden sword, pinched a sword technique with his left hand, and waved the sword in his right hand, muttering words.

Suddenly, the action intensified. He quickly picked up a brush and dipped it in a light red liquid in a gourd beside him and drew a spell on the yellow paper. The sound of chanting the spell in his mouth increased. After a while, the four spells had been drawn. Lu Qian let out a long breath and picked up the spell and handed it to the little Taoist priest and said, "Go, stick the four spells on the door of the small building in Miss Fan's boudoir."

The little Taoist priest agreed and walked towards the door of the building with the talisman. When he passed by Han Mu, Han Mu looked carefully and wanted to see something. But except for a large pile of light red lines, the yellow paper looked nothing unusual, but a fishy smell came from the nose, as if it was emitted from the yellow paper.

After the talisman was posted, Lu Xun signaled everyone to retreat into the building, with the doors and windows closed. Everyone stood in the corner of the room tremblingly, not knowing what was going to happen. But Lu Xun closed his eyes and recited the spell silently, and opened his eyes from time to time to take a sneak peek at Miss Fan's delicate body.

Han Mu saw all this and was secretly worried. If this continues, Lu Xun might really be able to catch ghosts. At that time, this tender Miss Fan might become one of the furnaces that collects yin and replenishes yang.

As time passed by minute by minute, everyone was a little impatient; suddenly, they heard two "dongdong" sounds on the door of the building, and then there was endless "dongdongdong" sounds, as if someone was knocking on the door.

Everyone was shocked by the knock on the door. Fan Shiren shouted: "Who is so unruly? There is something important here to do, so why don't you get away?" After a moment of silence outside the door, the knock on the door started again.

Fan Shiren signaled a servant to open the door to check. The servant opened the door tremblingly, and there was nothing outside the door. Less than a while after the door was closed, the knock on the door again. The servant tiptoed to the door. When the thud sounded, he suddenly pulled the door and a cool breeze swept by, and there was still nothing outside the door.

Lu Xu suddenly said, "Ghost knocks on the door, ghost knocks on the door, do you understand?"

Everyone was shocked, and the servant quickly closed the door and ran behind everyone as if he was running away.

"Dongdongdongdongdong" knocked on the door again, and the sudden sound in the silence seemed strange and terrifying. Everyone in the room felt as if they were nailed to the ground, and they felt heavy legs and could no longer take a step.

Han Mu and Zhang Xuan also found it incredible. Han Mu definitely did not believe in the world. If college students in the new era in the 21st century believe this, they would be laughed at by people.

But the strangeness of this matter is indeed unexplainable. What makes him even more worried is that in Zhang Xuan's eyes, Han Mu clearly saw some meaning of believing in this matter. If Zhang Xuan was deceived by the magic of this demon, he would not have been able to steal the chicken and lose rice this time. If Zhang Xuan made friends with this demon, the demon would think of another way to say that Tongyun had a ghost. If he did this, wouldn't he have lost his wife and his soldiers?

Han Mu stepped forward and suddenly opened the door of the building. As expected, there was nothing outside the building. But this time, Han Mu clearly heard the sound of breaking through the air and left. Han Mu poked his head out and looked around. There was a quiet place in the courtyard, and there was no figure.
Chapter completed!