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The shoehorn-faced Taoist priest, with a pale face, screamed and fell on the altar.

He twitched, staring at the Taoist boys outside the altar with a ferocious face, waving his skinny hands indiscriminately.

The eldest disciple shouted: "Go and pull Master out!"

The Taoist boys hurried forward, endured the pain of being beaten several times, grabbed his arm and dragged him off the altar.

The shoehorn-faced Taoist priest's feet had just left the altar when a blue light suddenly fell from the sky and struck the altar.

"Boom" to a loud noise!

The entire stone altar was cracked into several pieces, and the extremely high temperature turned the stones red and slowly melted.

The blood-red yellow talisman paper man rustled under the high temperature, and was scorched black by the high temperature.

The scorched black turned into a puff of green smoke, and in the end there was not even a scum left.

The Taoist boys fell back in shock, their eyebrows and hair curled up by the high temperature.

They backed up again and again in horror, and kicked the shoehorn face-faced Taoist several times indiscriminately.

I don't know who let go of his hand, and the Taoist priest with a shoehorn face fell to the ground with a "bang".

The Taoist priest with a shoehorn face vomited a big mouthful of blood, and lay down on the ground listlessly.

"Master!"

The eldest disciple rushed over first, and the Taoist boys hurriedly helped the shoehorn-faced Taoist up.

The Taoist priest with a shoehorn face suddenly moved, and his thin hands were like eagle claws, firmly clamping the elder disciple's wrist.

His turbid eyeballs stared straight at the big disciple and said, "I'm fine, I'm fine... Hahaha, they thought they could kill me like this? Impossible! Before that Bai Miao died, I would never will die!"

The eldest disciple resisted the urge to shake off the Taoist priest's hand.

He coaxed: "Master, you should take a good rest first, and then deal with Bai Miao..."

"No! It's too late, I can't delay any longer, I, I..." The Taoist priest with a shoehorn face roared, but he twitched violently, ho ho, gasping for breath and speechless.

The eldest disciple gave a few Taoist boys a wink, and those Taoist boys immediately walked towards the inner room with their shoehorns and face-faced Taoist priests.

Suddenly, a Taoist boy rushed in and said anxiously: "Brother is not good, the Shenxiao Sect brought several sects here!"

"What?" The eldest disciple asked suspiciously: "Our Taoist temple is obviously inconspicuous...it should be a routine investigation, so we sent them away."

Daotong cried with a mournful face: "No way, the people from the Shenxiao faction insist on breaking in, and they have already rushed to the Second Hall..."

The eldest disciple frowned tightly, turned around and said, "You settle down, Master, and clean up this place."

The Taoist boys nodded again and again, and dragged the shoehorn-faced Taoist priest into the inner room and put him on the bed.

The eldest disciple straightened his Taoist robe and walked out of the secret room.

As soon as he stepped into the main hall outside the secret room, he ran into a large group of people head-on.

The leader was Taoist Lingxu of the Shenxiao sect wearing a deep purple hook and gold thread.

His sharp eyes swept away, and he asked plainly: "Where does this fellow Taoist come from?"

The eldest disciple froze for a moment, scolded the Taoist boy who was passed on secretly, cupped his hands and said: "A few Taoist priests have lost their way, I don't know why they suddenly broke into my small Taoist temple?"

Daoist Lingxu didn't answer, but asked, "Where are you stationed Taoist priests?"

Big disciple: "Master is meditating and recuperating. It is inconvenient to disturb him in retreat at this time. If there is anything important, the Taoist priests will say the same to me. I will convey it to all Taoist priests."

Daoist Lingxu: "Can you take charge?"

Big disciple: "Exactly."

Daoist Lingxu stared at the eldest disciple for a while.

Facing his gaze, the eldest disciple gradually found it difficult to maintain a calm face, and the sweat on his back soaked his underwear.

Daoist Lingxu suddenly yelled, "Don't kneel down yet!"

The big disciple's heart skipped a beat.

The powerful spiritual pressure crushed him, his knees trembled, but he still gritted his teeth and stood still, "What does the Taoist priest mean..."

Daoist Lingxu sneered: "You deliberately refine and raise servant ghosts, and use eclipse grass to control fierce ghosts, do you admit it?"

The eldest disciple was sweating coldly: "No...impossible...we didn't..."

"found it!"

Behind Daoist Lingxu, Zhan Lexing dragged a sophisticated instrument, raised his head and said, "I found an abnormal spiritual energy fluctuation, which is in the direction he came from."

Daoist Lingxu nodded slightly, and immediately led a group of people rushing towards the direction Zhan Lexing pointed.

The eldest disciple is really about to collapse to the ground this time.

He shouted in vain: "No, you can't..."

Daoist Lingxu and his party have found the entrance to the secret room and entered it.

Seeing the broken altar in the secret room that hadn't been cleaned up in the future, Daoist Lingxu and his party immediately took a deep breath.

"Friend Lingxu, look..."

Daoist Lingxu said solemnly, "Catch that evil way first."

When they rushed into the inner room where the shoehorn-faced Taoist priest was, the room was filled with a fiery high temperature, and the air was slightly distorted by the heat.

In addition, is there any trace of the Taoist priest with a shoehorn face in the room?

In the interrogation hall of the neighborhood committee, the four directors and deputy directors of the neighborhood committee all gathered, and Bai Miao and Nuba sat aside.

They looked down at the people who collapsed on the ground in the hall.

The shoehorn-faced Taoist priest's joints had been smashed to pieces, like dead mud lying on the ground.

Director Ao clapped the armrest and said coldly, "Are you convicted?"

The Taoist priest with a shoehorn face raised his face stiffly, revealing a pale and purple face.

His trembling pupils swept over everyone sitting in the hall, and finally settled on Bai Miao who was wrapped in gauze around his neck.

Intense hatred instantly burst into his eyes.

The Taoist priest with a shoehorn face suddenly struggled, twisting and bouncing on the ground.

"It's you, it's you! It was almost...why didn't you die!"

Bai Miao looked back indifferently.

He said, "Mind yourself first."

Director Ao said coldly: "You deliberately caused trouble in Shanhai Kindergarten, hurt the cubs of the neighborhood committee, and directly caused the death of Zhu Yan's cubs, do you know your mistake?"

The shoehorn-faced Taoist priest's wrinkled face trembled: "No, I will be fine, Da Neng will save me, Da Neng will definitely save me!"

Director Ao showed a mocking smile: "Da Neng? Give up, he won't save you."

Bai Miao glanced back and forth at Director Ao and the Taoist shoehorn face.

It seems that Director Ao knows that great ability.

Director Ao continued: "What you have committed is an unforgivable crime. I heard that you are still refining slave ghosts, so I will refine you into slave ghosts and receive a hundred years of punishment."

"No, no..." The shoehorn-faced Taoist twitched into a puddle of flesh.

"Lord Ao, can I refine it into a slave ghost?"

The nun suddenly spoke.

Director Ao nodded.

The nun stood up, folded her arms and bowed slightly towards Director Ao, then turned and walked straight towards the Taoist priest with a shoehorn face.

The shoehorn-faced Taoist priest was still yelling: "No, Da Neng... Da Neng can save me... I, I still..."

The female demon's hoarse voice sounded faintly: "Do you think he will come to save you?"

After finishing speaking, she raised her foot to step on the Taoist priest's hand with a shoehorn face, and crushed it hard.

There was a slight bone cracking sound.

"Ahhhh-!!!"

The process of refining slave ghosts is extremely bloody.

Bai Miao sat on top and watched the whole process in silence.

Until the Taoist priest with a shoehorn face turned into a slave ghost in the hands of a nun.

The newly born servant ghost was extremely weak, twisting and trembling in the hands of the female demon, wailing incoherently.

"Hoho...it's not over yet...I still have...aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!"

Director Ao's face suddenly changed, and he stood up abruptly.

"wrong!"

Daoist Lingxu asked Zhan Lexing to control everyone in this small Taoist temple, and the Taoist priests carefully searched for clues in the secret room.

A priest with all white hair said, "The culprit has been taken away."

Daoist Lingxu said in a low voice, "Could it be...that one?"

All the priests looked at it and melted into a puddle, and now they were still exuding surprisingly high-temperature stone liquid, and they were all silent.

"Master, something happened!"

Zhan Lexing ran into the secret room and said urgently: "Those Taoist priests and Taoist boys all died suddenly just now, and their souls were also taken away."

Lingxu and several Taoist priests looked at each other and hurried out.

In the neighborhood committee, thick black evil spirit mixed with blood rolled out from the servant ghost, and many ghosts struggled and howled miserably in the evil spirit.

The nun suddenly trembled all over, covered her mask and let out a pained grunt.

Her hands trembled as she climbed up gray and black meridians.

The servant ghost seized the opportunity and escaped from her palm.

In the blink of an eye, that slave ghost rushed in front of Bai Miao!

"Mr. Bai be careful!"

Shuo Chen suddenly appeared in front of Bai Miao, trying to block the attack of the servant ghost.

However, Bai Miao moved faster.

He drew out the mahogany sword with his backhand, and pierced through his chest to meet the servant ghost.

The servant ghost was strung on the mahogany sword, howling in pain.

The black baleful aura wrapped around his body exploded, roaring and fleeing in all directions.

Shuo Chen immediately waved his hand.

Both evil spirits and resentful souls were drawn into Shuo Chen's sleeves.

Everything has calmed down.

Bai Miao felt a faint uneasiness in her heart.

The scene in the dream hasn't happened yet...

Has everything changed?

Just thinking about it, Qingqiu suddenly got up and flew outside.

As soon as Qingqiu stepped out of the interrogation hall, several Baituanzi who sneaked out of the gate of the neighborhood committee immediately quickened their pace, trying to get away with it.

They were in a hurry and didn't see it. A few strands of evil spirits and resentful spirits that had somehow escaped from the neighborhood committee rushed towards them in a condensed mass.

Qingqiu's pupils shrank suddenly, and he tried his best to stretch out his hand.

However, it was too late.

Those evil spirits and resentful souls shrieked and rushed straight towards the white balls.

The bai tuanzi couldn't dodge in time, and were hit by the evil spirit and flew upside down and fell to the ground.

Qingqiu stopped breathing.

The Bai Tuanzi screamed in pain, stood up staggeringly, and fled outside.

In the next second, Qingqiu turned around and followed closely behind, and rushed straight out of the neighborhood committee!

After all, the five dumplings couldn't run far, and were soon blocked by Qingqiu in the corner.

When he saw their appearance clearly, Qingqiu's eyes turned red instantly.

The blood-colored evil spirit collided with the white balls, destroying their flesh from the inside, and then emitted a strong evil spirit through the flesh and blood.

The two smallest white balls were covered in blood, and they huddled tightly in a corner, whimpering softly.

The bloody hairs of the other three larger Baituanzi exploded, and their nine tails stood up high.

They stood in front of the two little white dumplings, their blood-red vertical pupils fixedly staring at the sudden appearance of Qingqiu, and their nine tails spread out, firmly blocking the seriously injured two dumplings.

Qingqiu took a deep breath, squeezed his trembling hands hard, and walked towards them slowly.

The Bai Tuanzi scratched the ground with their sharp claws, lowered their bodies, and let out a warning grunt from their throats.

Qingqiu bent down and reached out his hand to the Baituanzi.

The leader, Bai Tuanzi, screamed, opened his sharp teeth, and bit Qingqiu's hand fiercely.

Blood splashed instantly.

Qingqiu didn't even move his brows, and stretched out his other hand to hug the other four white balls that were making a commotion into his arms.

Dabai Tuanzi let out a low growl from his throat, biting the ground harder and harder, until the bones were visible.

The other four white tuanzi also scratched Qingqiu's hand subconsciously, trying to break free.

Qingqiu didn't dodge or dodge, just hugged the Baituanzi tightly and said in a low voice: "Don't be afraid...it's okay, don't be afraid..."

As if smelling a familiar smell in the blood, Dabai Tuanzi hesitantly relaxed the force on his mouth and let go of his fangs.

"It's okay, it's okay..." Qingqiu heaved a sigh of relief, his brows and eyes gently comforting them.

Dabai Tuanzi lightly licked the wound on Qingqiu's hand, leaning on his hand and whimpering softly.

Footsteps approached.

Qingqiu suddenly raised his head: "Go away, don't come over!"

Bai Miao's footsteps stopped, and a black shadow flickered in front of his eyes.

Bai Miao took a few steps back subconsciously, only to realize that Shuo Chen helped him block Qingqiu's attack.

Shuo Chen stood in front of Bai Miao, staring straight at Qingqiu.

Reflecting Shuo Chen's pupils, Qingqiu shrank and turned into sharp vertical pupils.

He lowered his body slightly, protecting the Baituanzi in his arms more tightly.

Bai Tuanzi hissed and stared at them with fierce red vertical pupils.

Bai Miao's heart sank.

Shuo Chen took a step forward.

Qingqiu growled threateningly.

With heavy eyes, Shuo Chen stretched out his hand towards Qingqiu: "Hand them over."