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"Fellow Daoist Qiu and Ma Liang live in our mansion. In our spare time, we can also exchange our cultivation experiences." The national master must let these two people be under his supervision, and he also plans to take advantage of this time to ask about Shangqing Temple in Laoshan.

"Okay, thank you for the national master." Qiu Ming was also trying to get closer to this national master to see what skills this national master has. Perhaps he could still get his secret divination skills from the national master.

The two were arranged to stay in the East Courtyard, and Ma Liang couldn't help asking, "Brother Qiu, why do we live here?" He didn't like the atmosphere here. Many people here were cold and could not even see a smile.

"Ma Liang, what do you think of this national teacher?"

"The national teacher? It looks very good. Didn't he even help you divine blood?" Ma Liang felt that the national teacher was much better than the emperor, but he was definitely not as good as Brother Qiu.

Qiu Ming shook his head: "Ma Liang, when we arrived at the East Court just now, did you hear someone say that three more people in the National Master's Mansion disappeared yesterday?"

If the national guru is really so capable, how could anyone disappear from the National Master's Mansion? And they said again, that means that there are quite a few people missing from the National Master's Mansion. Those missing people are probably dead.

Qiu Ming felt some evil spirit in the national master. Although the national master was concealing it, Qiu Ming still felt it keenly. Thinking about the emperor taking the pills that overdrawn his life, I am afraid that the national master's goal is very big.

During the period when he left Ma Liang's hometown, Qiu Ming also inquired about some things. It seemed that after the national teacher appeared, the emperor ignored government affairs, and the local area became more and more chaotic, and various tyrants and miscellaneous taxes became more and more, and so many poor people appeared.

However, all of this was Qiu Ming's guess, and he also asked for a proof. He also had to plan carefully how to attack the national teacher.

When he saw the national master vomiting blood, Qiu Ming almost couldn't help but take action. The injured national master must be easier to deal with. But he thought it would be better to be cautious. What if this was just the national master's strategy to test him?

Ma Liang scratched his head: "Brother Qiu, what do you mean?"

"Ma Liang, if, I mean, if this national teacher is a bad guy and has killed many people, would you like to join me and kill the bad guy?" Qiu Ming was worried that Ma Liang was too brave.

"If he is really a bad person, then I will go with Brother Qiu." Ma Liang said firmly. Ma Liang's trust in Qiu Ming was still above the old man who gave him a magic pen.

"By the way, can you draw the tortoise shell the national master used when divining today?"

Ma Liang thought for a while: "I can give it a try."

Ma Liang picked up his pen and drew a tortoise shell on the ground. Judging from the appearance, it looked exactly the same. But Qiu Ming felt it carefully and it seemed like an ordinary turtle shell.

It seems that it is unlikely to let Ma Liang draw magic weapons. Qiu Ming once handed Ma Liang the axe given to him by the River God, but Ma Liang drew it just an ordinary sharp axe, even the material was ordinary.

It seems that Ma Liang's magic brush is very powerful, but in fact Qiu Ming thinks it is just ordinary. Even a little more powerful thing cannot be drawn, which is of little use to Qiu Ming.

Seeing Qiu Ming throwing the tortoise shell aside, Ma Liang asked in disappointment: "Brother Qiu, am I useless? I can't help you."

Brother Qiu asked him to draw something, but what he drew was different. He could see the disappointment in Brother Qiu's eyes, which also made him very depressed.

"But you can help a lot of people, which I can't do. Look, you have to solve the problem of supper."

Ma Liang then smiled again, picked up the pen and drew some simple food, which was enough to fill the two of them.

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The three servants from the National Master Mansion were quietly taken to the backyard by the housekeeper. The three servants were so excited that they had been in the National Master Mansion for so long that they were lucky enough to ask for something for the National Master today. What a great reward. It seems that it is still right to work hard in daily life.

The three of them almost trotted to the backyard, but did not notice that when the butler left, they quietly closed the yard gate. However, this backyard was usually not allowed to come in by a servant.

The master walked out of the room and looked at the three servants in the yard. Well, his qi and blood were quite strong, but he could barely recover some of his injuries.

"Greetings to the National Master!" The three servants saw the National Master and kowtowed at the same time. At the same time, they were still thinking in their hearts, what should they do to ask the National Master? Should they ask the National Master to give money or to treat all diseases?

Unable to hear the voice of the national master, the three of them dared not look up. Suddenly the servant on the left felt something wrapped around his waist. He reached out and touched it, and there seemed to be some mucus.

Before he could see clearly what it was, he felt like he was flying up and then he didn't know anything.

The remaining two people saw the man on the left "flying" through Yu Guang, and thought they were summoned by the national master with magic power to ask questions. They neither dared to look up nor dared to ask.

The butler told them clearly before bringing them here. If the national teacher doesn't ask, they can't speak out, and they can't look up. Otherwise, the national teacher will be angry, and I'm afraid they will miss this opportunity.

After a while, the man in the middle also "flyed" away, and the person on the far right was still muttering in his heart, "Hurry up, it's my turn." He even secretly regretted that he would have knelt on the far left."

Suddenly he felt something wrapped around his waist like a rope. The "rope" turned out to be flesh-red, and it seemed that the front end was forked, and it was accompanied by some fishy smell entering his nose, making him feel a little confused. He bit the tip of his tongue to make his mind clearer.

He couldn't help but look up and found that the rope was actually connected to a bloody mouth, which was actually a tongue! And under the bloody mouth, there was a person's body, that body...was wearing the national teacher's clothing!

The national master turned out to be a demon, a man-eating demon!

At this moment, he no longer cared about anything else, opened his mouth and screamed loudly. Unfortunately, the scream lasted for only a moment, and he could no longer make any sound.

The huge head turned into the appearance of the national master again. The national master held a handkerchief in his hand and gently wiped the corners of his mouth, like a person who had eaten, wiping the greasy corners of his mouth.

Just now, this person was not fainted by his venom and screamed. Fortunately, his tongue was quickly retracted, so he did not make more screams. However, this person's qi and blood were more vigorous, and he also nourished him more.

When his injury improves, the eighty-one boys and girls should be able to refine it. At that time, Qiu Mingruo still cannot help him enter the real Shangqing lineage, so don’t blame him for being rude!
Chapter completed!