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"Humph!"

Qin Yan flicked his sleeves and scolded angrily: "I am a descendant of the City God, how can I tarnish the name of the City God? The reason why I came out of the mountain is to follow the legacy of my ancestors and protect the peace of the world!"

As soon as these words came out, no one had the slightest doubt.

Even Duan Chongjun couldn't help but praise: "You are indeed a descendant of the City God!"

As a ghost slayer, how could he not detect ghost aura?

If ghosts can be exorcised from this ordinary person, then there really are ghosts!

Qin Feng's eyes twitched.

If he hadn't just seen the situation inside the house, he might have been taken aback by this scene.

What descendants of the city god.

This is just like three acting masters!

Even the official people have been fooled, this is definitely not a novice crime!

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Seeing that the people around were stunned, Qin Yan waved his hand at Zhao Shan.

moment.

Zhao Shan stopped twitching.

"Thank you master, thank you master!"

He knelt down on the ground in tears of gratitude, kowtowed to Qin Yan, and said cautiously: "Master, I am willing to donate 10 yuan, and I just want to ask for a blessing!"

Qin Yan frowned slightly: "As long as you know your mistakes and can correct them, it is not impossible to ask for Ping An Fu. As for fundraising, it is a good thing that you have this heart, but I asked everyone to collect donations to accumulate charity, not to collect money, so this Ping An Fu Only 1 yuan is charged for each piece, and the most important thing is to be sincere!"

"Yes yes yes! Thank you master!"

While talking, Zhao Shan took out a stack of safflower banknotes from his briefcase, and handed it to Qin Yan respectfully.

Qin Yan took the money and took out a yellow Ping An Fu from his bosom.

Put it on Zhao Shan's palm.

Then, he looked up at the crowd again, and said kindly, "Everyone, it takes skill to make Ping An Fu. With my current skill, I can only make up to thirty pieces a day."

Hearing this, everyone became anxious.

With a "wow", everyone surrounded Qin Yan.

"Master, I want to ask for a blessing of peace!"

"Master, my husband is sick, can you give it to me first?"

"Master, master, my child has been suffering from a high fever recently. It is useless to go to the hospital for injections and medicines. Is a piece of safety blessing enough? I wonder if you can go and see for yourself?"

"..."

all of a sudden.

The whole yard became noisy, as if they had come to a vegetable market.

Tang Yuan also took out a stack of safflower banknotes, grabbed Uncle Liu and rushed over, squeezed into the crowd, and shouted loudly: "Master, I also beg Zhang Pinganfu!"

Seeing this posture, Lao Wu and Lao Chen, who were originally hesitant, were also heartbroken.

"Ten thousand is 1. If the money is gone, you can earn it again. The master doesn't even accept [-]. We only need [-]. Why should we hesitate?"

"Hurry up, hurry up, or you will be robbed if you are late!"

1 yuan is nothing to rich families, but it is really a lot to ordinary families like them.

But money, how can life be important?

While talking, the two were about to squeeze towards the crowd, but they were stopped by Qin Feng: "Wait a minute!"

Lao Chen and Lao Wu frowned instantly.

Old Chen said anxiously: "Xiao Qin, why are you stopping us? You see so many people, if we don't go over, we won't be able to grab it!"

Qin Feng smiled lightly: "Don't worry, you will know later."

Old Chen and Old Wu looked at each other, both a little puzzled.

"What do you mean?"

Qin Feng smiled mysteriously, but did not explain.

It has to be said that Qin Yan's trick really tricked everyone.

but.

If the three of Qin Yan wanted to make money, they couldn't just sell Ping Anfu, right?

There will definitely be other moves in the future!

What Qin Feng said just now also attracted Duan Chongjun's attention.

Duan Chongjun approached Qin Feng, and said with a smile: "Little brother, there is something in your words, what's the matter? Do you not trust this descendant of the City God?"

Although Duan Chongjun is an A-level ghost controller, his strength is far behind Qin Feng.

He couldn't see through Qin Feng's real body at all.

He just vaguely felt that this young man was not simple.

Qin Feng looked at Duan Chongjun and asked with a smile, "Why do you believe it?"

In one sentence, Duan Chongjun was immediately stopped.

Why believe?

Does this need to be said?

He didn't see how powerful this Master Qin was just now, and he didn't even sense the other party's methods, so Zhao Shan lay on the ground and foamed at the mouth.

Doesn't this prove that the other party is the real descendant of the City God?

It's not Duan Chongjun's fault, after all, they have dealt with ghosts all year round.

I am used to the various abilities displayed by ghosts and evil spirits.

But he has never been in contact with the gods, so how could he have thought that the other party could only rely on his acting skills to get away with it!

Duan Chongjun's eyes moved slightly: "Little brother, seeing how confident you are, do you have evidence to prove that he is not a descendant of the City God?"

"no!"

Qin Feng looked calm: "However, I think that if the City God really has descendants, he should go to Jiangning City to worship the City God instead of appearing in Anhe City, right?"

Hearing this, Duan Chongjun also frowned.

In fact, he had doubts about this point before, but this point alone cannot prove that the other party is not a descendant of the City God, right?

But if the other party is really not a descendant of the City God, then this would be a big joke!

Seeing that Duan Chongjun was suspicious, Qin Feng stopped talking.

Being blinded is not scary.

The terrible thing is that you don't want to believe it after knowing the facts.

This is the real reason for the liar's success!

After hearing their words, Lao Chen and Lao Wu also gradually calmed down.

Including Thuania and others, also stood still.

They are all students, how can they have so much money to buy Ping Anfu?

the other side.

Surrounded by everyone, Qin Yan found a donation box from nowhere.

He stood next to the donation box and handed out blessings of peace.

soon.

Many people got the Ping An Fu in their hands, and the donation box in Qin Yan's hand was also full.

suddenly.

"It's her!" A low voice came into Qin Yan's ears. As soon as Qin Yan looked up, he saw a young girl of eighteen or nineteen years old standing in front of the donation box.

The little girl's skin is fair and flawless, and she has a pair of clear eyes. Although she is slightly inferior to Michelle and others, her beauty is also above average.

Qin Yan sized him up unscrupulously, and there was a hint of greed in his eyes.

But that light was gone in a flash.

next second.

He grabbed the little girl's arm, frowned and said, "Girl, were you born on the seventh day of July?"

The little girl was startled, and nodded nervously.

The middle-aged woman standing next to the little girl became anxious: "Master, what's wrong with my daughter?"

Qin Yan's face darkened: "On the seventh day of the seventh month, the gate of ghosts is wide open. Your daughter's physique not only easily attracts ghosts and evil spirits, but also brings disasters to the family!"

As soon as the words fell, there was a sudden gust of wind.

The flowers and plants in the yard were also blown upside down, and with a sound of "whimpering", the temperature of the whole yard dropped a lot in an instant.

Faintly, the originally clear sky also darkened.

It was as if dark clouds gathered on the roof.

In an instant.

Everyone in the yard panicked.

"No way? Is there really a ghost?"

"Ouch, don't scare me!"

"It's okay, the master will protect us, with the master coming, we are sure to be fine..."

"The master just finished speaking, the ghost... the ghost came, it must be brought by this girl! The disaster star! This is completely the disaster star!"

"..."

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Calamity!

As soon as these two words came out, everyone immediately pointed their finger at the little girl.

The little girl was so frightened that she burst into tears: "I...I am not a disaster star..."

She struggled a bit, but she couldn't break free from Qin Yan's hand.

He could only cry and beg to look at his mother.

And the middle-aged woman fell to her knees with a "plop" in fright: "Master, is my daughter really a disaster? Please, save my daughter!"

Qin Yan said sharply, "Save her, your whole family will die!"

As soon as these words came out, the middle-aged woman froze in place.

He opened his mouth wide and couldn't say a word for a long time.

Save the daughter, or let the whole family die?

How should she choose?

the other side.

Qin Feng and Duan Chongjun looked around at the same time, the sudden dark wind was really strange, and they also sensed that there were ghosts and evils coming towards the courtyard.

but.