My little mom is the richest man

Then he began to figure out how to let Chen Lao Dao tell the past, and he was already thinking about using alcohol to numb Chen Lao Dao.

While thinking, the two people had already arrived at this crossroads, and Chen Lao Dao put things on the ground and began to look at it.

"Old Chen, do I still use stuffed mud this time?"

At the thought of slugging mud, Mu Qiu felt a little resistance, but for the sake of his own life, he could only accept it.

Old Chen waved his hand, "You just started cultivating the Taoism before, and you can't hide your aura. Although it has only been a few days, you have made a lot of progress. This time you don't have to worry about it.

Hearing these words, Mu Qiu was agitated and nodded hurriedly.

"Tonight, if you are optimistic, I will teach you another Taoist technique that I created to improve the Yin."

After hearing this, Mu Qiu also became serious.

Then Old Chen took out a few talisman papers and handed them to Mu Qiu, "You take this one with you first, and you must be careful, don't drop it, otherwise I won't care if the ghost tears it."

Mu Qiu took it and put it next to her.

Afterwards, Old Chen found the position and let Mu Qiu watch him cast the spell.

I saw his hands quickly form a seal, which made people feel dazzled.

However, the ever-changing gestures seemed like slow motion in Mu Qiu's eyes, and they were all remembered in his heart. The changes that took place on the ground of Chen Lao Dao attracted Mu Qiu.

First, a faint fluorescence rose from the soles of Chen Laodao's feet, and then spread into a circle.

The circular halo slowly turned to silver gray, and the flat area seemed to be stretched by the halo, showing a black hole.

This movement was somewhat similar to that summoned by the two ghost chasers before, but it was also quite different. At least Mu Qiu was standing next to the cave, not as cold as before.

Mu Qiu looked inside, and it was different from the scene just now. What caught Mu Qiu's eyes was not red light but endless darkness.

When Mu Qiu's attention was focused on the black hole, Chen Lao Dao had already put away his posture and saw that Mu Qiu was yearning to grab Mu Qiu's shoulder and send it into the hole.

"Ah!" Mu Qiu was dragged into the hole unsuspectingly, and heard the voice of Old Chen with an exclamation.

"What is calling? I'm afraid that I was blindfolded by money and accepted you such a daring disciple. Don't use my name and lose my face when you go out."

Mu Qiu didn't know how many times he had listened to the muffled irony, and she curled her lips and couldn't help thinking that he hadn't considered his identity at the beginning, and that he was trying to cheat his own 100,000 yuan.

I thought to myself, but Mu Qiu didn't say it. After all, he had to ask him for help with the store.

Mu Qiu suddenly thought of what happened the first time she came to the underworld, and she felt a little bit more chill in her heart.

The last time Mu Qiu almost confessed herself here, thinking that Miss Yu was holding her neck, Mu Qiu felt that her neck was whizzing coldly. To say that she really lost the bull's head that time, Mu Qiu would just Go to the underworld to report to him.

Of course, if it weren't for him, I'm afraid that Muqiu would never come here again, after all, he gave Muqiu the shop.

Just thinking that Mu Qiu’s feet had landed, the Taoist priest walked to the side of Mu Qiu and patted Mu Qiu’s shoulder and said, “Be careful this time, and don’t drop the talisman paper, otherwise I really don’t care. you."