The bald man looked very reserved in front of Fang Xiaoyu, and his eyes looked at Fang Xiaoyu with a look of fear. It was obvious that he had been taught a lesson by Fang Xiaoyu.

At this time, after hearing Fang Xiaoyu's question, the bald man did not dare to hesitate and said: "Mr. Fang, our brothers go to the hall according to Mr. Fang's instructions. Not long ago, a brother heard about a Taoist priest of Maoshan, so I came to inform Mr. Fang."

Fang Xiaoyu smiled and said lightly: "Oh, then you haven't told me yet, who is the Maoshan Sect master you have found?"

The bald man heard Fang Xiaoyu's indifferent tone and shivered, and said quickly: "Reply to Mr. Fang, the Taoist priest seems to be called Taoist priest Sifang."

Fang Xiaoyu couldn't help but frowned and said, "Master Sifang? Is there such a Taoist priest in Maoshan Sect?"

Fang Xiaoyu muttered softly, but considering that the Maoshan School has an extraordinary status in the movie world, I think ordinary people would not pretend to be a disciple of the Maoshan School. Perhaps this Taoist Sifang is really a fellow disciple of Uncle Jiu, Taoist Simu and Taoist Master Simu and others.

"Where is this Taoist priest Sifang now?"

The bald man said, "This Taoist Sifang is in Shibalipu now. I heard that a female ghost was causing trouble. Taoist Sifang was invited by the custodian of Shibalipu to catch the ghost."

As if he was afraid that Fang Xiaoyu would not know about Shibalipu, the bald man quickly told Fang Xiaoyu about Shibalipu.

Shibalipu is a town that is not big or small, with about two or three thousand people. It is about twenty miles away from Dongliang City. It is bordered by mountains and relies on mountains and water to eat. Shibalipu is a very wealthy place among the villages and towns around Dongliang City.

When Fang Xiaoyu arrived at Shibalipu, it was almost evening. Although there were not too many people on the road at this time, he should not be able to see people.

But Fang Xiaoyu didn't see anyone in the town. The shops and other shops on both sides of the street closed the doors, which felt like she was guarding against something.

As soon as he entered Shibalipu, Fang Xiaoyu felt a strange atmosphere and secretly raised his vigilance in his heart.

Since the rumors were haunted by Shibalipu, as the saying goes, there is no wind coming from the sky, Fang Xiaoyu has personally seen the madness of all kinds of ghosts in this world. Fang Xiaoyu didn't find it strange to say that there were ghosts and monsters in this town, especially everyone in the whole town seemed to be tense.

One, two people are nervous and alert, maybe they are rumored, but if thousands of people in the whole town can react like this, then there are really ghosts in the town.

Fang Xiaoyu was somewhat expectant. As for the ghosts in the town, just looking at the news that there was no news of a large number of people being harmed by ghosts in the whole town, we know that the female ghost in the rumors may not be that powerful.

Unless he is unlucky and meets a century-old old ghost like the old ghost he encountered before, Fang Xiaoyu can kill ordinary ghosts.

What Fang Xiaoyu really expected was not the female ghost, but the Sifang Taoist who was invited by the chief of the town to destroy the female ghost.

If it is confirmed that the Taoist Sifang is a disciple of the Maoshan Sect, then it is definitely not a problem to inquire about the place where Uncle Jiu’s place is settled from the other party.

But at this time, in the town center of Shibalipu, the guru Wang Futian was looking at the Taoist priest in front of him with some expectations.

This Taoist is the Taoist, a master from Maoshan Sect, who was invited by him.

The Taoist Sifang was wearing a Taoist robe, an Eight Trigrams embroidered on his chest, a bell hanging around his waist, a peach wood sword in his hand, and a Taoist bun, which was somewhat of a masterful demeanor, but the pair of triangular eyes destroyed the Taoist's overall image, giving people a sense of cunning.

In addition to Wang Futian, there were several squires in the yard, each with red faces and fat heads and ears, but now they were all looking at the Taoist Sifang nervously.

In fact, the haunted girl in Shibalipu is not a female ghost. To be precise, it should be a pervert. This pervert somehow fell in love with the daughter of the gentry Chen Shikui family. He appeared in the boudoir of the Chen family for several consecutive days, and only scared a lady from a noble family to bed.

In particular, the pervert told the Chen family through the mouth of Miss Chen that he would come and take Miss Chen away in a few days and ask the Chen family to prepare everything they want to marry their daughter. If he doesn't agree, then he will kill all the people in Shibalipu.

This scared everyone in Shibalipu. Many people from Shibalipu saw the terror of the ghost with their own eyes. They were so scared that they temporarily left Shibalipu to stay at their relatives and friends' houses, even if they avoided the evil ghost's disaster first.

But there are thousands of people in a town, and it is impossible for everyone to leave. Less than one-third of them can actually hide out. This is thousands of lives. If the evil ghost is really crazy, everyone will really have life worries.

The Chen family naturally could not agree to marry their daughter to a ghost. In addition, the squire in the town were afraid that if they could comply with the evil ghosts at once, they would be reluctant by the evil ghosts in the future. That was the biggest trouble. So under the leadership of Chen Shikui, everyone gathered a thousand silver dollars and invited the Maoshan master and Taoist priest Sifang to capture the evil ghosts.

The yard where everyone is now is the courtyard where the daughter of the Chen family lives. If the pervert appears again, it will definitely appear here.

Taoist Sifang is of great style. Compared with the anxiety of these gentry, Taoist Sifang is much more confident.

He heard the Taoist Sifang say to Chen Shikui: "Mr. Chen, don't worry, my Taoist Sifang is a disciple of the Maoshan Sect. He has subdued many ghosts and monsters. He is just a pervert. As long as he dares to appear, the Taoist priest will let his soul go away."

Chen Shikui said with gratitude: "I'll ask the Taoist priest for this. As long as the Taoist priest can help me remove this disaster, I will be able to keep in mind the Taoist priest's kindness in the 18lipu."

As the guru Wang Futian even came up to the Taoist priest Sifang and said, "Don't worry, Taoist priest, we have collected a total of 1,000 silver dollars this time. As long as the evil ghost is destroyed, that 1,000 silver dollars will be our Shibalipu's thanks to the Taoist priest."

Hearing Wang Futian's words, Taoist Sifang's pair of triangular eyes twitched, and a hint of joy appeared in his eyes, but he pretended to stroke his beard and said, "Wuliang Tianzun, I am a monk, money is a thing outside of my body, and exorcising demons and defending the Tao is my duty. How can I accept your thank you?"

Others can't see it, but Wang Futian's ability to become the chief of a town is obviously not an ordinary person. Naturally, he keenly noticed the greed in the eyes of Taoist people in Sifang.

He was secretly proud in his heart. So what if he was a paranormal, he didn't believe that paranormal did not love money.

With a smile, Wang Futian bowed and said, "The Taoist Master is indeed a master of Maoshan. Please do not reject our wishes. No matter what, the Taoist Master must accept the thank-you gift, otherwise I will feel uneasy."

As if hesitated, the Taoist Sifang nodded and said, "Okay, don't worry, I will do my best to kill this evil ghost and ensure the safety of Shibalipu."

Gradually, the night sky became dark as dark as ink. Looking up at the sky, I couldn't even see the stars, but it was a cloudy day.

Fang Xiaoyu had already found this place now. After all, with Fang Xiaoyu's light skills, the Shibalis was not big, and Chen Shikuijia's yard was so big that more than a dozen people gathered together, which was very conspicuous.

On the high roof, Fang Xiaoyu sat there, condescendingly able to see the scene in the courtyard clearly.

After the mental power was released, Fang Xiaoyu felt a strong and gloomy aura in the room below. Fang Xiaoyu was familiar with this aura, and it was the place where the ghosts stayed.

After confirming that there were really ghosts in the town, Fang Xiaoyu was full of expectations for the Taoist priest Sifang below.

He did not go down to ask the Taoist priest Sifang immediately. At least he had to see the methods and power of Taoists in this world to deal with ghosts and their power.

Anyway, the Taoist Sifang had fallen into his sight, and he could ask the other party for his whereabouts of Uncle Jiu at any time.

Almost an hour passed, and a hurricane suddenly rolled up out of thin air in the originally calm yard, followed by a bone-permeable chill, and a black cloud enveloped it.

More than a dozen gentry in the yard also noticed the strangeness of the hurricane. In addition, the surroundings were full of chills, and immediately realized that it must be that the evil ghost was about to arrive.

The Taoist Sifang stood before the altar. In fact, the altar was very simple. It was nothing more than a table with cinnabar, yellow talismans, soul-catching bells, peach wood swords and other ghost-catching things.

With his back to the gentry, a strange color flashed in the eyes of Taoist priests in Sifang, and the corners of their mouths were slightly raised, but soon they grabbed the soul-catching bell and shook it. They were muttering words and wondering what Taoist scriptures were being recited.

Several gentry subconsciously clasped the yellow talismans distributed to them by Taoist priests of Sifang. According to Taoist priests of Sifang, as long as they clasped the yellow talismans, the evil ghosts would not be able to get close to them at all.

Then a shrill and harsh howl of ghosts and gods sounded, and a pale scholar with disheveled hair appeared in the courtyard.

He looked like a weak scholar, but only the stork bones were erect, his eyes were deep and blood flowing out, and his lower body was even more bloody. It seemed that someone had cut off the right and wrong roots and finally turned into a pervert.

The gloomy ghost spirit rushed towards him, and the pervert opened his bloody mouth and roared at the dozen squires. His terrifying appearance scared the squires and screamed in pain, rolled his eyes and fainted.
Chapter completed!