Wang Jian slowly turned around and looked towards the door of the classroom.
At this time, an old man wearing a Tang suit and sunglasses stood at the door of the classroom.
He grinned with a lewd smile on his face.
He was the old Taoist priest Ouyang Yuan.
Wang Jian's body was trembling slightly, his eyes were staring at the old Taoist priest closely, and his face instantly became very ugly.
Why is he here?
Shouldn't this old guy be in Xiemen Village?
Wang Jian was very confused.
The old Taoist priest grinned, waved to Wang Jian and said, "Boy, what's wrong?
Are you going to see ghosts again?"
Suddenly, Wang Jian was stunned.
He stared blankly at the old Taoist priest in front of him.
His heart seemed to be filled with waves, and he could not calm down for a while.
Those scenes from the past flooded into Wang Jian's mind like a tide and appeared in front of Wang Jian's eyes.
He seemed to be the same as before, and he didn't look changed at all.
If it hadn't been for the scene he encountered in Xiemen Village that night, he would have always thought that he was a good person.
Thinking of this, Wang Jian's heart quickly calmed down, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, and he said sternly: "What do you want?"
"Ajian, this is how you treat an old friend," the old Taoist said haha.
"Old friend, my old friend is Ouyang Yuan, you are a prisoner," Wang Jian said coldly.
Suddenly, a hint of murderous intent flashed in the old Taoist priest's eyes.
He smiled and said, "Am I not Ouyang Yuan now?"
Wang Jian was about to speak when Tianmingshen's voice sounded in his mind again: "Hey, boy, where is that guy you are with Prison Niu?"
Wang Jian pretended not to hear Tianming Shen's voice.
He looked at the old Taoist priest with a murderous look on his face.
The corpse whip made a buzzing sound in his hand, as if he had sensed the resentment in his master's heart.
The old Taoist priest glanced at the whipping ruler in Wang Jian's hand and grinned: "Why do you want to attack me?
I told you, you are no match for me and I don't want to kill you."
"Hey, boy, what are you talking about?
Don't believe what that guy in prison said.
I was deceived by that guy back then.
That guy was willing to sacrifice the entire dragon clan in order to have more power.
In the end, when he saw that I failed, he directly betrayed me.
"I" Suddenly, Tianming Shen's voice became smaller and smaller until Wang Jian could no longer hear it.
What's going on?
Why can't he hear his voice again?
Wang Jian was full of doubts at this time, and his face was full of caution as he stared at the old Taoist priest.
Seeing Wang Jian staring at him cautiously, the old Taoist priest was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "To be honest, I came to Jiangnan City this time because I had other things to do.
When I just passed by here, I felt that the yin energy here is very strong.
I can still smell your breath."
"Oh."
Wang Jian didn't want to talk nonsense to the old Taoist priest at this time.
He thought, I want to see what you, this old guy, will do.
"It's so cold."
The old Taoist priest grinned and said, "Since we are friends, I will help you get rid of the evil ghost above."
"No, you can go."
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Wang Jian said calmly: "I have a way to deal with that female ghost."
"We haven't seen each other for a few days, but we have become more powerful again."
The old Taoist priest reached out and slapped him a few times: "You are to be feared by young people, you are terrible by young people."
As he said that, he turned and walked out of the classroom.
"Wait a minute," Wang Jiandao said.
"What's wrong?"
The old Taoist priest was stunned, and then turned around to look.
Suddenly, a coldness flashed in his eyes, and he said, "What are you doing?"
It turned out that Wang Jian had already arrived in front of the old Taoist priest. , his whipping ruler was pressed tightly against the old Taoist priest's neck.
"I have already recited the black-level forbidden spell.
I don't care whether I can deal with you or not.
I just want to ask you a few questions," Wang Jian said in a low voice.
"You ask."
The old Taoist priest smiled and said nothing.
Wang Jian nodded: "It's the first time I saw that kind of unclean thing.
It was you who caused the trouble that time."
"Where was the first time I saw something unclean?"
the old Taoist priest said in confusion.
"Don't pretend that I saw the dead Grandpa Zhang in the alley behind the compound.
He was standing on the wall looking at me."
"That's because your yin and yang eye seal has failed, so you see ghosts.
Does this have anything to do with me?
Do I need to make a ghost and put it on the courtyard wall to scare you?"
the old Taoist priest said disdainfully.
Could it be that Zhao Xueru lied to herself?
Didn’t Zhao Xueru say that Ouyang Yuan was behind everything?
The old Taoist priest caught the change in Wang Jian's expression with one glance, and said: "Boy, Ouyang Yuan was actually controlled by me more than ten years ago.
I only allowed him to retain a trace of consciousness, but that trace of consciousness...
It’s hard for me to swallow him completely.
He always wanted to find his daughter, and always felt that he betrayed several of his brothers in Tianlong’s Tomb.
In his world, all I saw was regret, and that regret was like a tide.
Surrounded by me, in my prison world, regret does not exist.
Why do you humans have regrets about the things you have done?
Is it possible to undo the things you have done?
There is regret medicine in the world.
He feels that he is sorry for his son and his wife.
I'm sorry."
Before he could finish speaking, Wang Jian interrupted: "That's enough, so you force your cold-blooded thoughts on others and you killed his daughter Ouyang Mengqi, right?"
"I said, I didn't kill her, she just sent herself to death."
The old Taoist priest sneered: "A few years ago, that guy Ouyang Yuan still had a glimmer of consciousness.
He wanted to go back to Tianlong Cemetery and give the treasure like the Destiny Rhyme Book to Send him back, how could I let him succeed?
I devoured him directly, but my magic power was not restored, and I was ambushed by that guy Jiyu.
You don’t even think about it, if that guy Ouyang Yuan was killed by Jiyu If you were tortured like that, you would have died a long time ago.”
Wang Jian felt that his thoughts were a little confused for a moment.
He pressed his forehead and said, "Okay, I'll ask you again if you killed Qiqi.
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I just want to know this.
The rest has nothing to do with me."
"You really want to know?"
The old Taoist priest's voice suddenly dropped.
"think."
"Then I'll tell you, Qiqi."
As he said that, the old Taoist priest put his mouth to Wang Jian's ear and whispered.
In an instant, Wang Jian's eyes widened, and his mouth trembled: "Impossible, impossible."
"I have evidence.
I had a conversation with Qiqi alone before I left that day.
I have only two friends in the human world, you and Qiqi.
How could I be against her?"
"It's impossible that you are the one who killed Qiqi.
Qiqi absorbed Lin Yuanhai's memory.
She must have discovered something that happened in Tianlong's Tomb that year, so you killed her, right?"
Wang said.
The whip corpse ruler in Jian's hand trembled violently, and a faint black anger emerged from the ruler, making a "sizzling" sound in the air
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