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"Master!" Chang Liu looked at Taoist Kong Kong and shouted anxiously.

Taoist Kongkong's fingers flew, he muttered something, his eyes suddenly widened, his gaze was like a torch, he turned his head to look at Thirteen, and shouted: "The talisman is coming!"

Thirteen quickly threw the talisman paper he had just drawn at Taoist Kongkong...

"The righteousness of heaven and earth, all things follow the heart. I follow the pardon order of the ancestor, use the talisman as a token, use the incense as a guide, and subdue the demon here. Submit quickly and retreat!"

The talisman paper hit the black mist all of a sudden, and the black mist seemed to have life. A shrill scream resounded throughout the room. The sharp sound made everyone in the room frown. Thirteen's skill was not as good as Changliu's, so he could only cover his ears tightly, but red liquid still flowed out of his ears!

Soon the black shadow disappeared bit by bit, and Jiang Tan, who had already taken shape, was sealed back into the chaotic space!

"Master, there is something wrong with this room." Chang Liu handed Shisan a pill with a serious expression, then turned and looked at Taoist Kongkong.

Taoist Kongkong, who originally had a rosy complexion, actually looked a little pale.

"Is this the room your sister has been living in?" Taoist Kongkong looked at the room with sharp eyes. The room was simply furnished, which was in the style of his unfilial disciple.

Chang Liu nodded: "Since Junior Sister returned to the Jiang family, she has been living here."

Chang Liu looked around and continued, "But...there was nothing unusual before, and if there really was a problem, it would have taken so long for Junior Sister to not notice it."

Taoist Kongkong didn't say anything, but just frowned, paced slowly, and looked around the room carefully.

Thirteen, who had just taken the pill, felt that his ears had suddenly gotten much better, just like a person with a sore throat taking a mint candy. Seeing that there was nothing unusual in his body, Thirteen also imitated Taoist Kong Kong and looked around the room, even under the bed...

"Master, there is something underneath!" Thirteen was lying on the ground. He saw a yellow thing under Jiang Tan's bed. He shouted and hooked the thing out.

They picked it up and found it was a small yellow paper package. When they opened it, as expected, a confinement talisman and Jiang Tan's birth date and time appeared in front of the three people!

Taoist Kongkong took the talisman paper and looked at it carefully. The talisman drawn on it actually looked somewhat familiar.

"Master, it seems that someone in the Jiang family hopes that Junior Sister will never wake up!" Chang Liu narrowed his eyes in displeasure.

"Hmph! Didn't you say that your junior sister is living well in the Jiang family? How do you manage to be a senior brother?" Taoist Kongkong rolled his eyes at Changliu and snorted in displeasure.

Chang Liu glanced at his "biased" master and had no choice but to lower his head and listen to the lecture obediently.

"But this crude thing looks a lot like the shabby stuff your good-for-nothing uncle might have drawn!" Taoist Kongkong looked carefully at the talisman paper in his hand. The more he looked at it, the more familiar it looked. Even the last slightly upward stroke of the talisman looked like the handwriting of his fellow apprentice brother who was expelled from the sect many years ago!

Ever since Changliu went up the mountain to learn martial arts, every time he made a mistake and was punished, he would hear the story of his uncle being expelled from the sect. So although he had never met this uncle, he was so familiar with him that he could be considered to have "remembered him in his heart."

When the master and his two disciples were studying the talisman paper in their hands, the voices of several people suddenly came from outside the originally quiet door, one of whom was Ruomu's voice.

"Master, it should be Second Junior Brother who is bringing the employer here." Chang Liu said, glancing in the direction of the door.

Taoist Kongkong glanced at him and said, "Let them in."

Thirteen hurried to open the door, and sure enough, Ruomu was supporting Gu Junchuan, who had a pale face, and was talking to Jiang's father and mother.

Thirteen glanced at Gu Junchuan, then turned his gaze to Ruomu, "Second Brother, Master wants you to go in."

After closing the door again, Gu Junchuan looked at the somewhat slovenly bald Taoist in front of him, let go of Ruomu's supporting hand, and bowed deeply to Taoist Kongkong, "Master Taoist, this matter is due to my fault. Miss Jiang suffered this hardship. I cannot deny the blame."

He stood up and looked directly at Taoist Kongkong, his eyes revealing a firmness and an inexplicable determination.

"When this matter is over, I will definitely give you an explanation."

Taoist Kongkong looked at him sharply. The man's eyes did not evade at all. Taoist Kongkong nodded secretly and suddenly laughed:

"Young man, it's all because of my stupid disciple's lack of skills. I've also heard about your story. Since these naughty disciples of mine took your money, it's only natural for me to help you. You don't have to mind it." Taoist Kongkong was originally laughing, but when he inadvertently saw the bracelet on Gu Junchuan's hand, he was slightly stunned, then laughed, and suddenly raised his hand and patted Gu Junchuan on the shoulder three times.

Gu Junchuan was just thinking that what Taoist Kongkong said was exactly the same as Ruomu's. They were indeed master and disciple! He was suddenly patted on the shoulder three times by the Taoist priest. He looked at the old Taoist priest in front of him in surprise.

I don’t know if it’s a psychological effect, but Gu Junchuan just felt that after being slapped by Taoist Kongkong, his originally weak body seemed to be full of energy, and his whole body felt much more relaxed.

Although he was not a disciple of Xuanmen, after spending the past few days with Jiang Tan, he knew what it meant that "there are always people better than you". He bowed deeply to Taoist Kongkong again.

Taoist Kongkong saw through it but didn't say anything. He just laughed and said, "There is something I need your help with."

Gu Junchuan frowned and lowered his eyes, "Master, please speak!"

Taoist Kongkong handed over the talisman in his hand, "I don't know who in the Jiang family doesn't want my disciple to wake up, so they threw this thing under my disciple's bed. Now I need the blood of someone who is related to this talisman as an induction. This talisman happened to be in the same place as the spell that hit you."

I don’t know if this person was interrupted when he was putting something away, or if he didn’t know where to put it. If this thing was placed under Jiang Tan’s pillow, it would be really tricky.

As soon as Taoist Kongkong finished speaking, Gu Junchuan had already rolled up his sleeves neatly and stretched out his pale and thin arms in front of Taoist Kongkong.

Looking at the clearly visible blood vessels in front of him, Taoist Kongkong's hands actually felt a little "itchy".

"You stinky old man, what are you doing? Get me out of here quickly!" Jiang Tan was dragged back into the darkness of nothingness by an inexplicable force. Fortunately, his soul had no weight, otherwise, his butt would have been broken into eight pieces by such a sudden pull!

The noisy sound coming from his mind brought Taoist Kongkong, who was itching to do something, back to his senses. He curled his lips and thought that he was not accepting a disciple, but a little ancestor!

He quickly took out a thin silver needle from his body and pierced it into Gu Junchuan's middle finger. Blood instantly gushed out. Taoist Kongkong held the talisman paper in his left hand and held Gu Junchuan's middle finger with his right hand. He quickly wrote and drew on the talisman paper. When the last stroke was finished, the blood on Gu Junchuan's finger had just dried up...