Love letters are not allowed in exorcism notes

Chapter 1140 Master has low blood sugar today

He closed the door and casually stuck a piece of talisman on it to block out the sounds from inside and outside. Huang Anshi couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

I'm really embarrassed today.

"Master, this place doesn't seem to be a serious place."

The youngest man among the four people accompanying him spoke.

These four people were actually Huang Anshi’s disciples accepted overseas, but they were of similar age and did not look like master and apprentice.

Huang Anshi himself does not have any airs of a master.

Hearing this, he sighed and said, "It's really not a decent place. It has everything, including wine, women, money and power. It's not a brothel, but it's worse than a brothel. I originally just wanted to find a place to stay, but I didn't expect to stray into such a place of prostitution. Ah Fu, Ah Bao, you two should be honest and don't be seduced by beauty and ruin your practice."

A Bao, who had just spoken, curled his lips and said, "Master, our luggage was touched by someone, and now our pockets are cleaner than our faces. Even if you didn't remind me, my brother and I would have been unable to stop watching."

"You still want to indulge in the sight?"

The girl next to him gave him a death stare.

"Ah Xiang, Ah Xiu, you two should also be careful. Don't think that you can walk around the world without any scruples just because you have learned a few skills. There are countless hidden dragons and crouching tigers in the country. Look at the girl guarding outside our door. She is sharp and reserved, with a steady aura. The calluses on her knuckles can't be worn out without ten years of practice. If a fight really breaks out, you two may not be able to suppress her."

A Bao said disdainfully: "She is so powerful, how could she fall to a place like this?"

Huang Anshi said helplessly: "We have been living in poverty and can't even afford to eat. What qualifications do we have to look down on other girls?"

"Master... you said there are monsters here, is that true? Are we really not here to eat a free meal?"

"Of course it's true! You guys are ignorant and you just play around all day. You can't learn the method of observing qi, and you can't pass the demon hunter license exam..."

"I passed the exam!"

"What's the use of a first-level certificate? You can get it by spending some money!"

Huang Anshi glared at A Bao fiercely and explained in a low voice: "I originally thought this was a wealthy family, but I never thought it would be such a place. The Feng Shui arrangement they originally arranged here was broken by someone. I don't know what enemy they provoked, and they used insidious means to treat them."

"I originally wanted to fix their Feng Shui and get a meal at the same time. But when I got closer, I found that there was an evil creature hiding under the Feng Shui of the gym."

"Could it be a ghost they raised themselves?"

"Hard to say."

Huang Anshi shook his head and said, "Although I have heard of the so-called five ghosts moving money to make money in the underworld, real rich people will not use such unpresentable means. If you arrange a good Feng Shui plan, money will come from all directions. Let's not talk about those rich people, just like the girls in this kind of brothel, if they want to make money, they just need to lie on the bed. Isn't it easier than ghosts to make money?"

"That's right..."

"But we can't completely rule out this possibility. After all, there are bound to be all kinds of dirty secrets in places like this. If a terrifying red-robed ghost is born by chance, ordinary mages won't be able to deal with it. They can only seal it and suppress it. Then build a school or something like that on top of it and rely on the yang energy to slowly dissipate it."

"Master, how did the red-robed female ghost come into being?"

"It's a red-clothed evil ghost! For example, a woman who was born on a yin year, yin month, and yin day, with such an extremely strange birth chart, suffered a great injustice, and was tortured during her lifetime. After her death, her resentment was so strong that it could not be dispersed. Coupled with the influence of some other factors, a red-clothed evil ghost would appear."

Huang Anshi took out a notebook from his pocket while speaking: "But this kind of monster is not common. No matter how unlucky we are, we can't be so unlucky that even drinking cold water will make our teeth ache. We can just find a place to stay and meet Hongyi..."

When I opened the notebook, I saw a big blood-red word appearing on the blank page.

"RUN——!"

Huang Anshi slammed his notebook shut.

"What's wrong, Master?"

"It's okay, maybe my blood sugar is a little low and I'm hallucinating."

That’s it for now, let’s eat first.

Huang Anshi calmly picked up the bowl and picked up the food silently.

The four disciples didn't notice anything strange about their master at all, and they just kept eating with him, laughing.

"What is this? Why put raw meat on rice?"

"You don't even know this. This is Fuso's sushi."

"What kind of meat is this?" "Fish meat, can it be human flesh?"

Huang Anshi put down his bowl and chopsticks silently.

"Master, why don't you eat again? Didn't you say you have low blood sugar?"

"It's nothing. I just suddenly thought of my father."

Huang Anshi took a deep breath, drank a sip of wine to calm himself down, then picked up the notebook and opened it again.

This time, the bloody words disappeared without a trace.

A line of plain words reappeared on the paper.

"Tsukumogami - Oni Warrior Armor: He once followed his master in his conquests, fought thousands of battles, and gained a bit of intelligence after being baptized by the flesh and blood of gods and demons. After his master's death, he was buried underground and forgotten. Over time, he became a Tsukumogami, and he treats the living with indiscriminate malice. He will appear in the mortal world on stormy nights, killing lives and devouring souls to satisfy his own hunger and emptiness."

Fortunately, fortunately, I really had hypoglycemia just now.

Huang Anshi let out a long sigh, closed his notebook, and silently picked up the bowl and chopsticks.

Just as I took a bite of the crispy tempura, I saw a flash of lightning outside, lighting up half the night sky, followed by a rumble of thunder.

Huang Anshi: “…”

Killing is not enough, will you let me eat this meal or not?

A moment later, heavy rain came.

"Master, I think I have a stomachache. I want to go to the bathroom."

Po rubbed his stomach and stood up.

There is obviously no toilet in this room, so you have to go out if you want to relieve yourself.

Huang Anshi nodded helplessly.

Po held his stomach and stood up and opened the door. Sayuri looked up with a cold look.

"Please, young lady..."

"Go over there and turn left at the end. Don't run around."

Fine.

The door panels of this Fuso house are all made of paper, so people outside can of course hear what they are saying inside.

A Bao rushed into the toilet and just as he squatted down, he found someone squatting in the toilet next to him.

He didn't care much about it. After all, it's hard to be distracted when one's butt is blocked by shit.

crackling-

"call……"

Just when I relaxed, the guy in the pit next to me quietly lit a cigarette, and the smell of the smoke just perfectly covered up the smell coming from the pit.

A Bao pursed his lips and wanted one too, but was a little embarrassed.

After all, we met by chance and had never met each other before.

Just as he was struggling, a hand reached out from the side, holding a cigarette.

"Ouch! Thank you, bro!"

A Bao thanked him quickly, took the cigarette, and subconsciously reached into his pocket for a match. There was a slight crackling sound next to him, and he pushed a lighter over.

Big brother is really particular!
However, with the light from the match, Po saw that the hand was wearing heavy arm armor, and the fingers were wrapped tightly. The armor was wet, as if it had just been pulled out of the water.

A Bao took a deep breath and didn't dare to say anything.

Did you just fall into a pit? Did you just climb out?
The guy squatting in the toilet said nothing, just smoked silently, and the smoke he exhaled seemed particularly melancholy.

(End of this chapter)