Give them a little funny shock

Chapter 647 Death (Part 741)

"Yes, is that so? And that thing behind you, is it also a spell?" A fleeting smile flashed across the little man's face, but Taoist Jiang had his back to the little man, so he didn't see it. Then, the little man asked again.

"You don't need to know this."

Taoist priest Jiang waved his hand. At this time, he was lying on the ground looking under the bed in the wing bedroom, but there was nothing there except dust and rat droppings.

Taoist priest surnamed Jiang searched every corner of the wing room, and after looking at him for a while, the short Taoist priest also focused his attention on the room.

He looked around with sharp eyes. After thirty or forty seconds, when the Taoist priest surnamed Jiang was concentrating on putting his face next to the gap between a wardrobe and the wall, he shook his sleeves and a river of yellow talisman paper came out.

He took the talisman paper and walked to the table at the entrance. He dipped his finger in a little water from the bowl that Taoist Jiang had placed on the table, and casually drew a few strokes on the yellow talisman paper in his hand.

After drawing the talisman, the young Taoist priest held the talisman paper between two fingers and swung it hard.

A brief flame lit up, and the talisman paper turned into ashes. The ashes drifted around the room and disappeared without a trace in less than five seconds.

When the young Taoist priest finished all this, the Taoist priest named Jiang was still lying in the closet without moving, and it took him a long time to straighten his back.

When he stood up, looking at the Taoist priest named Jiang's face covered with dust, the young Taoist priest couldn't help but laughed out loud.

"What's wrong? What are you laughing at?" Looking at the little Taoist priest who was laughing, Taoist priest surnamed Jiang asked with some confusion.

"Nothing, haha..." The little Taoist tried to hold back his laughter, but it was obvious that he couldn't hold it back, so he quickly changed the subject: "So, Master Jiang, have you finished searching for this room?"

"No, there are also these small boxes, bottles and so on." Taoist priest Jiang picked up a vase and looked inside. "These ghosts and filth like to hide in dark corners, such as the corner of the beam, or in some bottles and utensils. I have a lot of experience."

"Okay, hehe..." Although he tried to change the subject, it was obvious that this method did not work. Although the topic was indeed changed, the little Taoist's laughter could not be successfully stopped.

It was not until a while later, perhaps a few seconds, that the smile on his face gradually faded away. He nodded to the tall Taoist priest and said, "Yes, I understand. Thank you Master Jiang for your selfless teaching. I am very grateful."

"What are you laughing at?" Taoist priest Jiang frowned. "Is there anything funny about this?"

"No, no." The short Taoist priest shook his head quickly, "I just, I just remembered something happy..."

"Really?" Taoist priest Jiang was a little skeptical, but he didn't think much about it. He withdrew his gaze and continued to "work".

Taoist priest Jiang searched in this wing room for half an hour, and then in another wing room for another half an hour. He then went to the main house for an hour and a half. The two of them came to this house just after dinner at noon, and did not leave until the sun was about to set in the afternoon.

"Master Jiang Bao?"

As soon as the two walked out of the door, an old man came up to them, followed by five or six young and strong men in short clothes. When the old man saw the Taoist priest named Jiang, he bowed to him respectfully and said, "Master Jiang, thank you for your hard work."

"It's not hard. Hey, what's so hard about it? It's our duty to eliminate demons and defend justice. Since it's our duty, how can it be hard?"

"And then he'll take a hundred taels of silver?" The little Taoist priest beside him muttered. Master Jiang Bao had a keen sense of hearing, so he naturally heard the little Taoist priest's muttering.

So he turned his head and glared at the other person fiercely. Although he didn't say anything, the warning in his eyes was very obvious.

After that, Taoist Jiang turned around again, with a bright smile on his face again. He bowed to the old man and said, "I have checked the house, there is nothing wrong. The so-called haunting ghost is probably just a result of thinking about it day and night, don't worry."

"Thank you, Mr. Jiang, thank you, Mr. Jiang..." The old man nodded repeatedly, then motioned the young man behind him to come up, bow his head and stretch out his hand.

"This is a small gift from us. Please don't despise it, sir." As he said this, he asked the young man to come forward and at the same time reached out and removed the red cloth covering the thing in the young man's hand.

"Oh, this, this is so embarrassing, haha, how can this... hey." When the Taoist surnamed Jiang was talking to the old man before, the expression on his face was actually quite serious and elegant.

But when he saw the red cloth being lifted, revealing the bright yellow gold ingots inside, the seriousness and superiority on his face disappeared completely in an instant.

It was an exquisite wooden carved plate, inside which were neatly placed a total of fifty gold ingots.

Although the price agreed upon by both parties when they came here before was one hundred taels of silver, but now, what appeared in front of Jiang Bao was a full two hundred taels, and it was gold.

Each gold ingot weighs four taels, which is a full two hundred grams!

Taoist priest Jiang had an extremely bright smile on his face, and his facial features were squeezed together. He hurriedly took the tray from the young man's hand, but after taking it, he didn't know where to put it.

So he hurriedly waved to the young man next to him, asked him to come over and hold the tray, and then put the gold ingots on the tray into his sleeves one by one.

Anyway, this is how people get paid in the costume dramas on TV.

After taking the gold ingots, Wu Yun... no, Jiang Bao took the tray back from the little Taoist priest and put it back into the hands of the young man who was bending slightly.

Then, he gently patted the young man's shoulder and said generously: "Why be so polite! It is the duty of people of our generation to eliminate demons and defend the way of justice. This is just a piece of cake, just a piece of cake!"

"Then you should return the money to them..."

There was another barely audible murmur, but Jiang Bao suddenly turned his head and gave the little guy another sharp look.

But the little guy didn't seem afraid.

After giving the money, the old man and the young men quickly left the house. They walked very hurriedly, as if they were afraid of something.

The two of them just stood at the door of the house and watched them leave.

Only after the group of people had completely left their sight did Jiang Bao take a step and prepare to leave.

"So you're not going to kill them?"

But at this moment, a voice came from behind.

Jiang Bao turned around and looked at the other person.

(End of this chapter)