The first rich son-in-law

The God of Jumping is very famous in Youzhou.

Twenty years ago, it was said that one hundred thousand immortals were stationed in Youzhou.

From ten miles to eight villages, if you pull out a person casually, you will see things and dance to the gods.

Zhang Daxian became famous earlier, and he was one of the best among the "one hundred thousand immortals". Even some high-ranking officials and dignitaries came to the door in person to let Zhang Daxian see things and treat diseases.

At this moment, Zhang Daxian had already arrived on the stage, followed by two assistants, both of whom looked like teenagers, one boy and one girl, implying virginity.

The boys and girls were holding two packages in their hands, obviously they were props or something.

"Miss Zhao, go and invite your son here? The auspicious time has come, and this old man can cast spells immediately, communicate with ghosts and gods, and summon the soul of your son!" Master Zhang said vigorously holding the soul-inducing banner.

"Master, wait a moment!"

Zhao Meimei hurried to the side and told some servants.

After a while, several servants came out of the villa carrying a single bed.

Zhao Meimei's eyes turned red.

"Obviously! This is probably the last time! Mom really hopes you can wake up, don't let mom down!" Zhao Meimei said with a choked voice.

And on that small bed, there was a pale and handsome boy, about seven or eight years old, who should be alive and kicking, but lying motionless on the hospital bed like a dead person.

This is Zhao Meimei's son, Zhao Xiaoming.Because of playing football, he kicked himself into a vegetable.

Jiang Beichen frowned, then shook his head, walked over, and patted Zhao Meimei on the shoulder: "Sister Zhao, don't worry, I see that your son has a full heaven and a round earth, this is the fate of being rich and powerful." , will definitely wake up!"

Zhao Meimei only thought that he was comforting herself, and nodded with a wry smile: "Thank you, brother Jiang!"

At this time, Zhang Daxian picked up the soul-inducing flag, walked around Zhao Xiaoming three times, and immediately returned to his original seat.

Use the flag to beat around the bed continuously.

"It's the gods returning to the temple, it's the ghosts returning to the grave!"

"Today, I, Zhang Daxian, set up a dojo here to attract the souls of Mr. Zhao's family. I am about to invite the upper body of the gods, lonely souls and wild ghosts, retreat quickly!"

"Edict!"

A mantra yelled out violently.Master Zhang trembled immediately.

At this time, there was a strong wind blowing around, as if there were really wild ghosts fleeing in all directions.

Zhang Daxian put down the soul-inducing flag, took two steps towards the edge of the stage, looked down at Zhao Meimei, and said indifferently: "Miss Zhao, the old master of dance, Fenfen dance, and Wu dance, which one do you want to choose?"

Zhang Daxian stood with his hands behind his back, with an inscrutable expression.

Zhao Meimei was stunned for a moment, she didn't know that this dance master still has so much attention to detail, and he still pays no money dance and Wu dance?

Zhao Guangzhi was also taken aback, and hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "Dare to ask Zhang Daxian, what is Wentiao and what is Wutiao?"

Zhang Daxian quickly said: "The so-called Wentiao is to be able to recruit some little fairies who are running in the hall. Immortal family, even hall masters, these immortal families and hall masters have unfathomable magic power, there is nothing they cannot do!"

All right!

Now I understand!
It's like two packages.

The first package, enjoy the service in general.

The second package is more advanced, and the price/performance ratio is also relatively high.

Zhao Guangzhi laughed quickly and said, "That's not to mention, of course it's Wu Tiao!"

"Well, if you choose Wu Tiao, then I'm afraid..."

Zhang Daxian rubbed his fingers quickly, seeing what this means, is he going to add money temporarily?

Zhao Meimei couldn't help frowning: "Zhang Daxian, didn't I already give it to you just now?"

Zhang Daxian frowned quickly: "Miss Zhao doesn't know something. I usually do things for others, and that's just for Wen Tiao. You know, Wu Tiao consumes quite a lot of mana, and it's at the cost of sacrificing life. I tell you this because I think your son's situation is very dangerous. When I got up from the altar just now, I sensed that his soul is on the bank of the Styx River. He can advance or retreat! That's why I suggest you Wutiao! Make sure Nothing to lose!"

"Of course!"

"If you care about the money, just pretend I didn't say anything! I'll give him a text!" Zhang Daxian couldn't help but waved his hands, pretending to be about to cast a spell.

"Hey don't!"

Zhao Meimei shook her head helplessly, and immediately said to the maid Xiaohong: "Xiaohong, go to Accountant Wang and send another 500 million to Zhang Daxian's account!"

"Yes, Patriarch!" Xiaohong immediately went to the accountant to transfer money.

Jiang Beichen couldn't help frowning.

This old thing is too good to talk about.

With just one look, you can tell where Zhao Xiaoming's soul is?

Isn't this nonsense?
Even his Dharma eyes couldn't see it.

But at this moment, as a foreigner, it's not easy for him to interrupt.

After a while, ding!

Zhang Daxian glanced at the phone.

The money has arrived!

With a laughing expression, he immediately waved to the boys and girls.

The boys and girls immediately opened the package.

Inside the boy's package was a colorful sacrificial attire covered with water chestnut feathers, which looked like a peacock's feathers.

And in the virgin's package, there is a mask with two sides, one side is a bull's head, the other side is a horse's face, it looks very hideous and frightening.

But Zhang Daxian immediately changed into sacrificial clothes and a mask.

Oh oh oh!
bang bang bang!

The virgin boy and the virgin girl walked aside. The virgin boy took the bullhorn and blew it vigorously, and the virgin girl took out a bell and kept shaking it.

Zhang Daxian lifted his hips and jumped up around Zhao Xiaoming.

Whoa!Whoa!
Zhang Daxian's sacrificial clothes also had small bells, which rattled non-stop as he walked.

Not to mention, the trio cooperated quite tacitly and had a sense of joy, but Zhang Daxian kept muttering in his mouth, and what he said seemed to be in Manchu, which no one could understand. It was similar to singing Errenzhuan.

After singing for a long time, Zhang Daxian walked over again and dragged the two big bags to the edge. The straps were opened, and they were yellow and orange, gold ingots.

"Today, on the day of Yuanyang, I invite you to illuminate the king. The Great Immortal of the Dragon and Tiger of the Northeast, present one hundred thousand gold ingots, and order the Changbai Mountain Dojo, the Hu, Huang, Bai and Liu families, to come to Fengshi and gather together!"

"Edict!"

Zhang Daxian picked up the wine bottle and took a sip of wine, then sprayed it on the gold ingot.

The boy hurriedly dragged down the bag of gold ingots and told the Zhao family, "This is an ingot to invite the gods. Hurry up and send it to the stove for burning. It will be burnt within a quarter of an hour!"

Several large iron barrels had already been prepared over there, specially for burning sacrificial offerings, and the servants hurriedly dragged them over to burn the ingots.

It all came step by step, and the Zhao family couldn't take their eyes off it. They didn't expect this great fairy to be quite professional, and it really looked like that.

Thick grayish-yellow smoke billowed from the big iron barrel, like beacon smoke.

Zhang Daxian's eyes trembled, he quickly picked up the soul-inducing banner, and waved his hands.He began to chant the mantra again.

But at this moment, the wind direction of the wolf smoke suddenly changed, and they all drifted towards the northeast.

Not long after, a whirlwind suddenly moved from the northeast direction at an extremely fast speed.

Oh oh oh!
Along with the strong wind, there was also thick smoke and paper ash, which made people unable to open their eyes.

The servants of the Zhao family were all terrified. They saw that the whirlwind was getting bigger and bigger, and it turned into a tornado and crushed towards the crowd.

Everyone screamed and scattered in all directions.

Zhao Meimei had an excited expression on her face, "The Great Immortal has manifested! Brother Jiang, the Great Immortal has manifested!"

Jiang Beichen's complexion changed slightly, and he quickly pulled Zhao Meimei back, and kept retreating a long distance away.

Immediately, he quickly brushed his eyes with two fingers, and saw that there were shadows in that huge tornado, full of all kinds of strange shadows.

But what is certain is that it is definitely not a human figure.

"After crossing the Wangchuan River, you are all guests!"

"There are still survivors, and their souls will come back to life!"

"Zhao Xiaoming!! Zhao Xiaoming!! Zhao Xiaoming!!!"

Zhang Daxian kept calling Zhao Xiaoming's name, his voice getting higher and higher each time.At the same time, he kept waving the flag in his hand.

Oh oh oh!
The tornado actually obeyed the order of the banner and moved towards the stage immediately.Turning around the single bed incessantly.

"The soul returns home!"

boom!
The soul-inducing banner waved down, and the tornado exploded instantly. For a while, the wind was strong, and the sound of ghosts crying and howling wolves seemed to faintly sound in the courtyard.

Zhao Daxian waved the soul-inducing flag, as if trying to drive something into Zhao Xiaoming's body.

Seeing this, Jiang Beichen's face changed drastically, he stepped forward quickly, and shouted loudly: "No!!"