Murong Xue glared at him, lowered his head and continued to look at the investigation. According to the investigation, Fu Yi was drinking in a pub on the street in Youshi (from 17:00 to 19:00), and the Taoist priest came to greet him. He said that he had been troubled by bad luck recently. Fu Yijiu was drunk and smoked. He mocked himself that he was really troubled by bad luck. He asked the Taoist priest if there was a solution. The Taoist said that there was, but it needed to be done.

After hearing this, Fu Yi's sarcasm in his eyes became more intense, and he said, "I've invited more than ten Taoists, and I've done more than a dozen rituals. It's no use at all..."

The wandering Taoist priest swept the dust and said haughtily, "that's because they didn't do the right things..." If you change his way of doing things, make sure that the ceremony is finished and the bad luck is removed

Fu Yi shook his head and grinned bitterly. He didn't believe the Taoist priest's words.

Yunyou Taoist priest didn't care. He said confidently, "you haven't seen my ability yet. Don't rush to deny it..."

When Fu Yi heard what he said, he shook his head and laughed bitterly. Then, his body tilted and he fell drunk

Taoist priest Yunyou sits opposite him and the old God is watching him. The secret guards in the palace feel that the Taoist priest Yunyou is good at martial arts. In case he sees the clue, he doesn't play a ghost to scare Fu Yi. Fu Yi has a rare sleep

As soon as he woke up, Fu Yi also found that his spirit was still good, and he was not frightened by ghosts. His mood was very good, and his face was much better. Taoist priest Yunyou was in a good mood and said, "you are very happy today..."

When the banter was introduced into his ears, Fu Yi suddenly came back to see the wandering Taoist priest sitting opposite him. After being drunk, fragmentary fragments flashed in his mind. Fu Yi's eyes were slightly coagulated, and he said: "the master has been sitting here all the time last night?"

"Well." Taoist Yunyou nodded.

"Did the master ever see anything bad?" Fu Yi continued.

"I didn't see it." The wandering Taoist priest shook his head and met Fu Yi's eyes. He said word by word: "I'm still successful in cultivating Taoism. I'm a lonely soul and a wild ghost. I don't dare to get close to me when I'm free."

Fu Yi's eyes suddenly brightened: "really?"

"Monks don't lie." The wandering Taoist priest was very sharp.

Fu Yi's eyes flashed an imperceptible joy and tried to say, "can the Taoist priest help me?"

The Taoist priest glanced at him and said, "it's just a group of ghosts. Why not..."

"Master knows?" Fu Yi's eyes widened in surprise.

The Taoist priest of Yunyou gave a light hum and said, "the donor Yintang is black, in a trance, and his face is haggard. Obviously, he is haunted by fierce ghosts. I can see that naturally."

"That's great. Please help me, master." Fu Yi stood up and saluted the Taoist priest Yunyou deeply.

Taoist priest Yunyou laughed and stroked his beard and said, "it's just a group of ghosts. Don't worry, benefactor. You can get rid of them as long as you do as I say..."

"The wandering Taoist priest is very capable. He really gave Fu Yi an idea to drive away the evil spirits..." Having nothing to do, but unable to bear loneliness, Murong Ye comes up to Murong Xue and looks at the investigation. Fu Yi hears his words and says, "please enlighten me."

The wandering Taoist priest stroked his beard and said leisurely, "where the fierce ghosts die, their weakness lies. If you go to the place where they die, you can completely suppress or eliminate them..."

Tut Tut, the wandering Taoist priest is quite able to talk about Fu Yi. He is obviously a secret guard of the carefree palace. The Taoist said that he was a fierce ghost. He really talks nonsense. I don't know if Fu Yi believed his words?

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