The old man named Wu Xun swallowed, "fearing that a demon lurks and is willing to be tempted by the magic incense."

The magic incense is the black incense in the hands of Taoist children just now.
After finding the traitor’s body, Taiyi Sect cracked the "Crazy Tai Sui" by law, but prepared a kind of medicinal powder, which can make the "Crazy Tai Sui" sarcoma erupt before and be made into incense by smelling a pulse and distributed to the city god temples everywhere.
The old man knows that the magic incense seems to be an old haunt, too.
Wang Xuan nodded immediately before a Taoist child held incense.
The old man quickly went to smell and smell the pungent magic incense, and then he smiled. "Look, my Lord, it’s really not a demon … A-choo!"
Guo Shouqing also breathed a sigh of relief and whispered, "The magic incense can’t go wrong. A captain Wang also doesn’t worry that most of those traitors have been killed and escaped, but one hundred people should be an accident."
Wang Xuan nodded slightly. "The Taoist priest makes sense."
He also thinks so. After all, Yong ‘an is too remote and sparsely populated, and the caravan has long been familiar with the appearance of a stranger conspicuous, which is not an excellent hiding place.
However, when they were ready to leave, Ah Fu suddenly screamed at the ground with a vertical ear and kept digging.
Wang Xuanyi snorted, "There is a cellar to take!"
The old man’s face suddenly changed, but just as he wanted to escape, he was surrounded by dozens of spears and sat down with a bitter face.
The cellar is not a temporary excavation, but the owner comes to the radish cellar hole, and the red line of the wooden stick is entangled with the symbol. It seems that it is a hidden method.
Somehow Wang Xuan always feels a little familiar.
After the fight, a smell of grass and trees rose to the sky.
Inside, there are green little people tied with red rope symbols, wearing rags, sharp teeth and sharp mouths, twisting wildly.
Wang Xuan and Guo Shouqing were startled, "Wooden guest?"
……
The camp tent is near noon.
Mo Huai-xian, Zhang Heng and others stared curiously at the wooden man in the iron cage, grinning at them, but it was a pity that they were tied up with red ropes and could not move.
Wu Xun, the little old man, was tied up and taken to court.
Mo Huai smiled and shook his head. "The school said that it would read thousands of books. Wan Li Road was also curious about this wooden geek. Unfortunately, it is rare to be good at wood evasion."
Said Wu Xun, looking at the hall. "You are an old man who is not sincere in stealing the door and trapping the spirit, but lied that the master of the drama is a traitor. This person is bound to be a spy."
Wang Xuan nodded. "Brother Mo’s words are justified. Someone will drag him out and behead him!"
"What? ！”
The old man pretended to be pitiful and suddenly became frightened. "This … this will kill the adults and forgive me. The villain is the Huairen county government army. You can’t kill me!"
"Huairen County!"
Zhang Heng stared with a wide eye. "It’s that bastard Luo Huan. What does he want?"
Luo Huan, a one-eyed bald man from the border army, was rescued by a surname Zhao afterwards. Zhang Heng was the first to ask him for help at that time, but he was actually beaten and resentful today.
Wang Xuan looked indifferent. "I’m far away from Yongan in the southwest of Bingzhou, Huairen County. Tell me what to do in the end. If there is half a lie, I’ll chop your dog’s head and give it to Luo Huan."
He’s in a bad mood. The bloody clothes thief just got rid of Xiao Jiagang and ran to Yongan after dealing with it.
Feel Wang Xuan murder Wu Xun face a white quiver, "adults and villains are catching some wooden geeks to find Zhongling wood and offend …"
"Oh, yes!"
Wu Xun suddenly remembered something and hurriedly said, "When adults and villains see something in Yong ‘an, they have to let adults go and let me know immediately."
Chapter one hundred and twenty-two Southwest demon flurry rainstorm long summer
Yongan is in trouble …
Wang Xuan’s face in his heart is full of expression. "I have never had less trouble in Anjun Yong since the restructuring. Tell me about it and see what you found?"
The old man’s eyes turned to grunt and laughed. "My Lord, you promised to forgive Xiao and those wooden guests first …"
Wang Xuan waved his hand and "dragged it out!"
"It’s an adult!"
Zhang Heng grimaced and rolled up his sleeves and went to the old man Wu Xun.
"Don’t don’t be a mean person!"
Wu Xun can’t help but scold himself for being greedy. It’s good that Wang Xuan is notoriously stunned to save his life. Why are you still talkative and demanding conditions?
Zhang Heng stopped and turned to look at Wang Xuan.
Wang Xuan looked the same and left the tea foam with the teacup.
Zhang Heng immediately got the message and dragged Wu Xun out.
"Ah, my Lord, forgive me!"
"You are so careless!"