Before Shen Yuyun left, he specifically told Hua Chang to take care of things in the house.
There were many guests in the mansion today, and Hua Chang did not dare to neglect them at all. When the celestial phenomenon came, he took the housekeepers Hao Huaian and Hong Yuxiu as well as the caravans and guards to inspect all the banquets in the mansion.
After making sure that everything was in order, we returned to the banquet venue at Qianqian Hall.
As soon as I walked to the main door, I saw Zhang Shamao standing at the door, but did not go in to drink with the guests.
Hua Chang said with a smile: "Comprador Zhang won't go in to have a drink, so what are you standing here looking at? It's windy outside, so be careful of catching a cold."
Seeing that it was Hua Chang, Zhang Feimao quickly held up his hands and smiled in apology: "Hey, the third master is here. Please come in quickly. I heard that there is a vision coming from the sky. This kind of thing only happens once in a hundred years. I'm here to see something rare. I'm going in now." La."
Hua Chang laughed: "It's dark and stormy outside, what's so strange about it? It's better to go in and have a drink and listen to the show to relax!"
After that, Hua Chang ignored Zhang Shamao and walked directly into the Money Hall.
As soon as they entered, Hong Yuxiu leaned into Hua Chang's ear and said, "Third Master, this person seems to be from Haoyuan Building too."
The smile on Hua Chang's face did not diminish, and he still exchanged greetings with the guests beside him from time to time, but he turned his face sideways without any trace, and glanced at Zhang Fat Mao who was still outside the door with the corner of his eye.
On the last day of the banquet competition, he was present when the Ghost-Repelling Talisman happened. Later, when something happened in the woodshed, he heard Shen Yuyun mention it and already guessed that the people in Haoyuan Building were unclean.
At this moment, Hong Yuxiu mentioned it. Hua Chang took a plate of braised pheasant from the banquet table that had not been touched with chopsticks. He handed it to the child who was following him and rubbed the child's head: "Little bell, go to the door. Look at that fat cat."
Little Lingdang took the braised chicken, smiled with two little tiger teeth, turned around and ran out of the gate.
At this moment, there was another strong wind outside. This time, even the Qianqian Hall, which was made of a large stone, was shaking violently. A torrential rain poured down from the sky, and the solid wooden windows were instantly shattered into pieces. .
It was as if the sky had been leaked, and the entire Luwu City was suddenly covered in water, and cries for help became a chaotic mess.
Hua Chang looked out the window at the extremely bad weather and couldn't help cursing: "Oh, it's the twelfth lunar month of winter. How can a celestial phenomenon cause such a heavy rain? Could it be some big monster that has shrunk for thousands of years and escaped?"
All the guests in the Money Hall were also frightened. They stood up and gathered in the center of the room, watching in horror the terrible rainstorm outside.
Little Bell huddled in the corner of the doorway with a plate full of fragrant chicken. There were no windows in this place, so it wasn't exposed to rain, and the ground was still dry.
Little Lingdang pulled off a chicken leg and stuffed it into her mouth, then raised her eyes and looked towards Fat Cat Zhang.
Zhang Feimao also came in to take shelter from the rain. When Little Bell looked towards him, Zhang Feimao happened to look towards him.
Meeting Little Bell's dark eyes, a fat cat's chubby face squeezed out a meaningful smile.
Little Lingdang reacted very quickly. When he saw Zhang Fat Cat smiling at him, he also smacked his little white teeth with a mouth full of chicken at him, and then continued to chew the chicken in his mouth unhurriedly.
Zhang Feimao stretched out his hand from his fat sleeves, waved to the little bell, and said with a smile: "Come here, I have some candy for you."
Little Bell raised the chicken leg in her hand and shook her head: "I like meat, not candy."
Seeing that the child refused to come over, Zhang Feimao glanced at the sky, turned around and walked towards Little Bell.
When Little Lingdang saw Zhang Fat Mao actually walking over, she was stunned for a moment, then continued to eat her own chicken and ignored him.
Walking up to him, Zhang Shamao squatted down with his fat body, smiled at Little Lingdang and said, "Your name is Little Lingdang, right?"
Little Bell didn't speak, her mouth was full of meat, and her red lips were covered with bright oil.
Zhang Shamao didn't care, and still asked with a smile: "Your father asked you to come here and keep an eye on me, right?"
Little Lingdang glared with her bright little eyes: "The Third Master is not my father!"
Seeing that the little guy was annoyed, Zhang Feimao ignored him and continued to coax him with a smile: "I'm going to show you something rare. You must have never seen it before." As he spoke, he put his hand into his sleeve pocket again.
The child was very curious and was staring just now. When he heard Zhang Fat Cat say that he had something rare, he immediately stretched his neck and looked into his sleeve.
Seeing the little bell stretching its head over, Zhang Feomao's eyes flashed with dark light, and he suddenly pulled out a dark talisman.
When the black talisman saw the wind, it burst into flames with a "pop" sound.
Little Lingdang's eyes widened in horror, staring at the burning black talisman in front of him. Then, he saw an evil and ugly ghost floating out of the burning black talisman.
Little Bell was frightened, and when she was about to open her mouth and scream, the black man's smoky body swayed in front of Little Bell, and Little Bell opened her mouth and stopped moving.
The little bell seemed to have been cast by a restraining spell, with its mouth open and motionless. His originally dark and bright eyes gradually disappeared, leaving only the whites of their eyes.
Zhang Fat Mao let out a chuckle from his throat. He stood up and turned around, only to see Hua Chang standing behind him at some unknown moment.
Hua Chang glanced at Little Lingdang, whose pupils had completely disappeared and whose body was stiff, and glared at Zhang Shamao: "What did you do to the child?"
Zhang Shamao grinned his plump lips, revealing his inlaid gold teeth: "It's useless for Third Master to ask." He glanced at Hua Chang's waist and smiled more and more proudly.
Hua Chang's hand was already on the soul-inducing flute at his waist.
"Third Master wants to play the flute again? Unfortunately, you will become exactly like your son soon!" After Zhang Shamao finished speaking, he waved his hand and a thick black smoke rose from his body.
The black smoke that had just been casting a spell on the little bell turned into a ferocious face, and suddenly poked its head out of the thick black smoke. The ferocious monster smiled and pounced on Hua Chang opposite.
When this evil ghost competed with Douyan, the appearance of the disgusting ghosts summoned by Manlu was somewhat similar, but it was a hundred times larger than those small disgusting ghosts, and it could be seen clearly with the naked eye without the help of anything.
When Hong Yuxiu, who was standing behind Hua Chang, saw this thing, he exclaimed: "The Corruption-Yearing Demon!"
As soon as he finished speaking, before he had time to react, the Corruption-Yearing Demon had already floated closer, and a dense black air instantly covered Hong Yuxiu's face.
When Hong Yuxiu and Hua Chang turned around again, their bodies had become as stiff as little bells, with only the whites of their eyes remaining.
The guests were frightened by the Corruption-weary Demon and the suddenly mutated Hong Yuxiu and Hua Chang, and fled in all directions.
The Corruption-weary Demon roared and laughed strangely, dragging thick black smoke to hover over the entire Money Hall. Within a moment, the faces of everyone present were covered in thick black smoke.
The black smoke dissipated, leaving only the whites of people's eyes.
Zhang Feimao grinned, raised his hand and snapped his fingers.
When all the stiff white-eyed people heard this voice, they turned their bodies as straight as zombies, spread their stiff legs, and walked towards Zhang Fat Mao.
Zhang Feimao walked out of the Money Hall, followed by many people with white eyes who moved stiffly and strangely, and walked into the dark storm.