My aunt is very good at catching ghosts but she is very silly.

Chapter 195 Master Song Chan was seriously injured by an evil cultivator

Sooner or later, he patted him on the back and said, "Take care of yourself here and contact me via WeChat if you have any questions."

"Okay, I will miss you." After Zhang Xianyu let go of her, he waved to several people.

Zhang Ruoxing put his hands in his trouser pockets and said, "Fourth brother, let's go back."

"Brother Xian, see you again by fate!" Song Chan nodded slightly.

"Goodbye!" Zhang Xianyu watched them board his private plane. He didn't go back with Anan until the plane took off.

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South City.

Sooner or later, as soon as the group got off the plane, Song Chan's antique mobile phone rang.

Because the volume was extremely loud, Zhang Ruoxing was startled by the sudden sound.

While Song Chan was answering the phone, Zhang Ruoxing complained to Han Wan in a low voice, "Auntie, why don't we replace his old antique? The sound is as loud as a speaker, and a sudden call will scare people to death."

"You can try." ChiWan chuckled.

"What? How is my master?" Song Chan, who was answering the phone, suddenly changed his expression.

"Okay, I'll rush back right away."

Seeing him hang up the phone, I asked with concern sooner or later, "What happened?"

"My uncle called just now and said that my master was injured. It seems to be quite serious." Song Chan replied anxiously.

"Where is Longhu Mountain? Can I drive you back now?" Zhang Ruoxing also spoke at this time.

"My master is in Nancheng now."

"Then why are you still standing there? Go find your master quickly!" Zhang Ruoxing immediately took out the car keys, and the three of them immediately ran towards the parking lot.

……

Forty minutes later.

Zhang Ruoxing drove the car to a community in the city according to the address Song Chan said.

Because Song Chan was worried about his master's condition, he couldn't wait to get out of the car before the car stopped.

After Zhang Ruoxing parked the car, he and Chi Zao chased after him.

"Uncle, where is my master?" Song Chan asked eagerly as soon as he entered the door.

In addition to Li Fugui, there were two Taoist priests who looked a little older in the living room.

"Third Master Uncle! Fourth Master Uncle!" Song Chan shouted to the two elder Taoist priests.

"My nephew is back!"

The three of them looked grave, thinking that their master must have been seriously injured.

"Your master is in the room." As soon as Li Fugui's voice settled, he saw him running towards the guest room very quickly.

Li Fugui had just taken two steps when he looked back at Chi Wan and Zhang Ruoxing, "Are you two...?"

"Hello, my aunt and I are friends of Song Chan. We heard that his master was seriously injured, so we came over to take a look." Zhang Ruoxing replied.

Before Li Fugui could react, Song Chan's wailing voice suddenly came from the guest room, "Master, master, what's wrong with you? Master, don't scare me! Open your eyes and look at me."

"..."

Hearing his crying voice, Li Fugui and the other two Taoist priests trembled violently, and then the three of them ran to the guest room at the same time.

"Could it be that Song Chan's master..."

Zhang Ruoxing and Chibu looked at each other and immediately followed without saying a word.

……

In the guest room.

An old Taoist priest with a celestial spirit was lying unconscious on the bed. His face was blue and his lips were black.

"Auntie, why does this old Taoist priest look like he's been poisoned?" Zhang Ruoxing whispered.

Soon or later, his brows were slightly furrowed and he didn't speak.

Song Chan knelt beside the bed and stretched out his hand to gently shake the person on the bed, "Master... can you open your eyes and see my disciple? I will never make you angry again, Master..."

When Li Fugui and his two senior brothers saw this, they secretly breathed a sigh of relief. This kid was so good at scaring people. They thought just now...

"Uncle, my master is perfectly fine, how could he be injured like this?" Song Chan looked back at Li Fugui with wet eyes.

Li Fugui's expression turned ugly when he mentioned this, "Didn't you report the evil cultivators to your master a while ago? Not two days after you left Longhu Mountain, your master and your two uncles also went down the mountain to investigate. You're a famous evil cultivator, so forget it and caught that kid today, but... the evil cultivator used a dirty trick to injure your master and then ran away."

"Is it that evil cultivator who beat Master like this?" Song Chan instinctively clenched his fists.

Li Fugui nodded.

At this moment, the person lying on the bed slowly woke up, "Cough... cough cough cough..."

"Master, Master, you finally woke up. You scared my disciple to death, wuwuwu..." Song Chan quickly reached out and grabbed his hand.

"I'm not dead yet! Why are you crying, you brat?" Taoist Taixu said weakly at this time.

Song Chan raised his arm and wiped the moisture from the corner of his eyes, "I have never seen you suffer such a serious injury before."

Taoist priest Taixu glanced around the room, and finally landed on Chi Wan's face, "Are these two young friends...?"

"Master, they are both my friends." Song Chan pulled Zhang Ruoxing and Chi Wan to the bedside, "This is A Xing, and this is Chi Wan, they are the big boss I mentioned to you before."

"So...it's you! Cough cough cough..." Taoist Master Taixu struggled to sit up from the bed.

Seeing this, Song Chan quickly stepped forward to help, "Master, please be careful."

"Taoist Master!" Zaoru nodded slightly at him.

"Hello, Taoist Master." Zhang Ruoxing also called him politely.

Song Chan suddenly seemed to have thought of something, so he hurriedly asked Wanwanwan, "Boss, you are so powerful, can you please help me take a look at my master's injury?"

Sooner or later, he said "hmm" softly, then walked to the bed and said, "Taoist Priest, please give me your hand."

Taoist Master Taixu couldn't see through her Taoism. One possibility was that her Taoism would be advanced sooner or later, but his ability was limited and he couldn't see through it. Another possibility was that...she didn't have Taoism at all.

Taoist Master Taixu probably wanted to see if she was as powerful as Song Chan said, so he weakly stretched out his hand and said, "Sorry, little friend!"

Sooner or later, I saw that the blood vessels in his hands had turned black, and my eyes narrowed slightly, so I grabbed Taoist Taixu's hand and felt his pulse.

At this time, two old Taoist priests pulled Song Chan over.

"Nephew, this is a matter of life and death, please don't mess around!"

"That is, who is this friend of yours? She looks younger than you. Your master is so injured that even we are helpless. What can she do?"

When Song Chan saw this, he could only explain patiently, "Two master uncles, this boss I know is really powerful. She is even more powerful than my master. I have never seen someone more powerful than her in my life." Maybe she really has a way to save my master!"

"You have to brag! This girl looks like she is only twenty years old. Anyway, I don't see what she has to do." The third uncle rolled his eyes and snorted coldly.

"I can't see her behavior either. Master nephew, are you being deceived?" Fourth uncle also echoed.

The two old Taoist priests sang in harmony and said with worries on their faces.