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after saying goodbye to min gang and others, Yang Zimei took Xiao Qian back to his house.

Before approaching, Xiaoqian suddenly yelled: "elder sister, there is evil spirit in front of you!"

Yang Zimei funny, "what is the evil spirit, Xiaoqian, you are a demon, OK?"

"I'm not a demon, I'm a ghost." Xiaoqian said seriously, "elder sister, look, the man in front is very unusual."

Yang Zimei looked at him as he pointed out --

in front of him was a man in a slightly shabby and dirty Taoist robe. He was of ordinary stature, ordinary appearance and disordered hair. His temperament was far from that of her master Yuqing. He did not have the supernatural spirit of a monk, just like a idle cloud and wild crane, but like a liar in a Taoist robe.

However, since he is wearing a Taoist robe, let's call him a Taoist.

"Xiao Qian, where did you find him evil?" Yang Zimei also felt that the Taoist priest was a little strange, but he could not see any evil spirit in him. His breath was just like that of ordinary people.

"Sister, there is something wrong with the mirror in his hand." Xiao Qian is very serious.

Mirror?

Yang Zimei's eyes fell on the Taoist's hand. Sure enough, he grasped a handle bronze round mirror, which was rusty.

However, she could not see any antique gas in the bronze mirror, because it seemed to be blocked by some spell. Even if she opened her eyes, she could not see the situation clearly.

What kind of mirror is this?

Who is this Taoist?

She stood on one side and quietly watched the Taoist with the mirror looking around her house --

her eyes contracted slightly --

did the Taoist want to do harm to himself?

Just as she was about to go forward, she suddenly heard the Taoist priest say in a low voice with a slightly surprised tone: "strange, how can there be no unjust soul?"

A ghost?

Yang Zimei's brow slightly wrinkled. Is it that he came here to look for the wronged soul, rather than for himself?

"No reason. Wasn't it a mass grave? Who is so bold as to build a house here and take away all the evil spirits? " The Taoist said to himself again.

Maybe he wants to see the house clearly. He jumps on the ground a few times, but he still can't jump over the wall and see the situation inside.

At the beginning, in order to strengthen the privacy of the house, Yang Zimei asked Xia Guohui to build the wall higher than the ordinary quadrangle. If it was not for other objects or lightness skills, it would be impossible to see the situation inside the house.

Even if someone climbs up the ladder to see it, there is no special place to see, because she has set a barrier for a long time. In the eyes of ordinary people, it is just an ordinary house.

"Sister, what do you mean that man wants to do?" Xiao Qian looked at the Taoist's clumsy movements, like a grasshopper, constantly pedaling around on the wall. It was very funny.

"I don't know." For the Taoist behavior, she really speechless.

She opened her eyes to see him. According to the data, he came from a small Taoist temple in Shanxi Province. His name was yuzhenzi. He was 53 years old. Other information was not available.

The Taoist name of yuzhenzi sounds very Taoist. People with such a name should at least be as immortal as master Yuqing, but as a result, they look simple.

She couldn't help walking over. "Please ask Chang, what are you doing in my apron?"

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