Legend of Xianghuang

Xianghuang and Wanwan saw who was coming, and of course Master Jia also saw them.

"Father." Wanwan smiled slightly and called out in a low voice.

Seeing Wanwan, a trace of displeasure flashed in Master Jia's eyes, and his eyes fell on Wanwan's hand holding the umbrella, his brows were furrowed even tighter, and he looked at his daughter, "Where's Xiaotao?"

"I asked her to do something." Wanwan saw Master Jia's dissatisfaction, and looked at the Taoist priest beside him, "Father, this Taoist priest?"

"Miss, the impoverished Taoist name is Huang Tian, ​​and I have come to your mansion to cast down demons and drive away ghosts." Taoist Huang Tian smiled and bowed, but his eyes kept staring at Wanwan.

Wan Wan was stared at by that unscrupulous gaze, her brows were furrowed, and her gaze swept across in displeasure.Taoist Huang Tian immediately lowered his eyes and frowned, straightened up after continuing the movement, and said to Master Jia, "Master Jia, Lingmei is graceful and graceful, like a fairy."

Master Jia laughed: "The little girl is my favorite. It's a pity that she has been weak since she was a child." After speaking, he looked at Wanwan, "Go back quickly, don't catch the cold." Out of the corner of his eye, he took the road to the garden. .

"Yes, then I'll go back." Wanwan nodded, not wanting to stay in front of the rude Taoist any longer, turned and left.

Xianghuang hesitated a little, but followed Wanwan closely.

Master Jia frowned slightly as he watched the two leaving, but he still looked at Taoist Huang Tian in front of him first, and led them to the old locust tree in the garden.

"Aren't you going to take a look?" Wanwan turned her head to look at Xianghuang, out of the sight of Taoist Huang Tian.

Xianghuang shook his head and grinned at Wanwan: "I won't fight with that bull-nosed Taoist priest."

Seeing Xianghuang wrinkled his little nose and showing exaggerated displeasure, Wanwan couldn't help laughing: "Aren't you afraid that the Taoist priest will get rid of the ghosts in the garden first?"

"Why are you afraid?" Xianghuang looked at Wanwan puzzled, "Since that ghost is doing evil and disturbing people, it should be expelled, no matter who it is."

Wanwan couldn't help but looked at the little girl next to her again: "You have no desires or desires."

Xiang Huang shook his head again: "I have something to ask for, I hope Master can be happy, I hope my parents can be happy and healthy if they are alive, and I also hope that many people like Xiang Huang."

like?Wanwan couldn't help but look at Xianghuang inquisitively: "Are there many people who like Xianghuang now?"

"Hmm..." Xianghuang lowered her head and thought for a while, then she snapped her fingers, "Master, senior brother Changfeng, and Wanwan!" After speaking, she smiled at Wanwan.That smile was full of joy, without any loss, as if it was a very happy thing to be able to count three people who liked her.

Only... three.

"Wanwan, are you... not happy?" Seeing that Wanwan had no expression on her face, nor did she look at her with a smile, Xianghuang asked cautiously.Just now, Wanwan said that she likes her, right?

"How can you be unhappy?" Wanwan saw Xianghuang's psychology at a glance, shook her head, and lowered the umbrella in her hand, "Then you are not going to the garden tonight?"

Seeing the garden again, Xiang Huang thought for a while and shook his head: "I still want to go and have a look, that person looks..." It's not like I've seen those who practiced before, and I didn't feel that his whole body was caused by cultivation and A different breath from ordinary people, "Besides, it's nothing more than exorcising ghosts, I still hope to keep that old locust tree."

"Keep it?" Wanwan was surprised, "What do you mean by that?"

"If the culprit is the female ghost who died unjustly, the old locust tree is completely implicated by innocence. It is much more difficult for vegetation to have spirituality than birds and beasts. It is rare for it to have spirituality. It would be a pity to destroy it."

"It will be quite difficult to keep the old pagoda tree while exorcising ghosts." Wanwan said with certainty.

Xianghuang smiled and nodded: "Well, Xianghuang must find a way to keep the old locust tree."

"..." Obviously, Xianghuang didn't understand what he said, but Wanwan didn't intend to explain clearly, so she stopped talking and went back to Xiyuan.

It was night, and most of the Jia family were ordered not to come out of their own houses at will.

Because of the vision of the old locust tree during the day, they were so happy, and obeyed their orders one after another, but when they heard that the master invited a Taoist priest to exorcise ghosts to do it, they all pricked up their ears, hoping to hear something.

In the east garden, Taoist priest Huang Tian stood in front of a desk near the old locust tree. The table was covered with a piece of bright yellow silk cloth with gossip on it, and there were incense burners, candles and various utensils.

Master Jia and Butler Zhu stood not far from the desk, watching Taoist Huang Tian pour out some black dog blood, and arranged them neatly.

"Master, this Daoist..." Butler Zhu looked at him and finally said hesitantly.

Raising his hand to stop Butler Zhu's words, Master Jia just looked at Taoist Huang Tian, ​​even the housekeeper couldn't figure out whether the master really believed in this person.

"Look at it from here. If there is something wrong, it is not far from the entrance of the garden." Finally, Master Jia opened his mouth, but he was already prepared to be deceived.

However, if the master doesn't believe in this person, why let him come into the garden to make trouble?Butler Zhu couldn't figure it out, but he also knew that all he needed to do at this time was to wait quietly behind the master.

"Master Jia, now I have concluded that it is this old locust tree that has become a spirit, and I will remove it." After preparing everything, Taoist Huang Tian turned around and said.

"If that's the case, I'll trouble Taoist Master Huang Tian." Master Jia showed a smile, seeing Taoist Huang Tian laughing and turning around again, the smile on his face disappeared immediately.

It was getting dark, and most of the servants in the mansion were ordered to stay in each room, and no one noticed that there was an extra figure at the entrance of the garden.

The rain stopped at night, and Xianghuang, avoiding getting wet, quietly left Xiyuan and came to the garden.

There was no one on the road, and Xianghuang walked very smoothly. When she arrived at the garden, Taoist Huangtian and others had also arrived not long ago, so she saw the whole process of Taoist Huangtian's arrangement.Then... a sigh of relief.

Although the Taoist priest had no ability to exorcise ghosts and let the female ghost cause trouble again, Xianghuang just breathed a sigh of relief for the old locust tree.Even if it is tossed, at least it will not hurt the spiritual foundation.

Before Xiang Huang could think about it, Taoist Huang Tian started to move.

Ringing the bell and chanting mantras, Taoist Huang Tian jumped up and down under the old locust tree with a mahogany sword attached to the sword body, his voice fluctuating high and low.

After a while, he seemed to be tired from jumping, so he picked up the talisman paper on the table, burned it with a candle, threw it into a bowl of clear water, took a big mouthful and sprayed it on the talisman paper on the sword body, and pasted the talisman paper on the tree trunk several times back and forth.

Back at the desk, Taoist Huang Tian took a deep breath, relaxed slowly, and looked like he had finished his work.

Turning around again, the smile on his face was already the same as before: "Master Jia, this locust tree spirit has been suppressed by me with a Dao talisman, and it will be fine to burn it with a big fire tomorrow."

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From Master Jia to Butler Zhu, and even Xianghuang hiding in the vegetation, they almost all have such expressions.

Master Jia took a deep breath, and was about to speak, when sudden laughter came from the garden.

The woman's chuckle came from nowhere, sometimes it was so close that it seemed to be right next to the ear, so close that it seemed that there was breath in the ear, which made people's hair stand on end in shock.

How could the Taoist think that this sneaky thing would appear immediately, he did get this talisman from the Taoist temple, and it has some strength, and ordinary little ghosts will disappear for two days when they encounter it.By that time, he had already taken the money and left.

Encountered in such a situation, he looked at Master Jia's gloomy face with a guilty conscience, immediately took the mahogany sword on the case, took out all the remaining amulets and shouted: "Spirits dare to cause trouble! Seeing that the Taoist is gone!" you!"

As he spoke, he pierced through the talisman paper with a mahogany sword and ignited it all, and ruthlessly chopped off a slightly thick branch of the old locust tree.

The branch snapped off, along with the mahogany sword.

This was not enough, Taoist Huang Tian quickly returned to the desk, and poured all the black dog blood prepared in advance on the old locust tree.

The haunting and enchanting chuckle came to an abrupt end.

Daoist Huang Tian was sweating profusely, and let out a long breath. Fortunately, fortunately, peach wood and black dog blood are useful in themselves.

Before he was out of breath, a sharp woman's scream suddenly sounded in his ears. The voice pierced his ears, and even his heart was pierced with needles, full of despair and resentment.

Then, the exclamation turned into laughter again, and the old locust tree suddenly made a rustling sound, automatically without wind.

Taoist Huang Tian couldn't help screaming at last, and blood overflowed from both ears.

"Master, leave quickly!" Butler Zhu hurriedly stood in front of Master Jia and pushed him to run out of the garden.

Because of the laughter and shouts resounding in the garden, he could only shout at the top of his voice.

The rustling sound from the old locust tree became more and more obvious. Thick red liquid flowed out from the broken branches, fell on the ground and gathered into a ball, and rushed towards the nearest Taoist priest like a long snake.

At the same time, two streams of reddish-brown smoke rushed towards Master Jia and Butler Zhu who were fleeing towards the entrance of the garden.

"Call!" A crisp voice sounded, and seeing that the two red smoke were about to catch up with the two of them, Xiang Huang jumped out from the grass beside him, holding a Dao Talisman with a bright white flame in his hand.

The strange fire was already burning in Xianghuang's hand, but she didn't care about it at all, she just stared at the two red smoke that she blocked.

"Xiao Daoist!" Steward Zhu was the first to recognize the person, and shouted in surprise.

Xianghuang didn't look back: "You guys run out, I'll come over here." As he said, he held down the burning flame with his other hand, and the bright white flame burned even more, covering Xianghuang's tender white hands .

At this time, there was no time to say more, butler Zhu immediately pushed Mr. Jia out of the garden.

After they left, Xianghuang no longer stood there staring, but quickly jumped towards the two red smokes, as if he was about to grab them with his hands.

The two streams of red smoke were disturbed by Xianghuang, so he was naturally dissatisfied. Although he was a little afraid of those hands that were burning with strange flames, he still went around Xianghuang to wait for an opportunity to deal with them.

However, Xiang Huang's movements were faster than Hong Yan's imagination. A moment of inadvertence, a stream of red smoke was slapped by Xiang Huang's right hand, and with a shrill cry, the two streams of red smoke disappeared without a trace.

"Small, Xiaodaochang, hurry up, save me!" A trembling voice sounded from the old locust tree.

At some point, Taoist Huang Tian was already tightly grasped by something invisible on the tree trunk, half of his body was bloodstained, and he was almost scared out of his wits.

Xianghuang approached the old locust tree a few steps, but he was not in a hurry to save people, but looked up at the woman in red who was faintly visible on the branch of the tree: "Don't do evil again."