Fang Wei, who returned home, had no intention of letting Ye Nan rest. He pulled Ye Nan, who was leaning on the sofa, and refused to move, headed straight to the second floor activity room.

Ye Nan looked at some sports equipment scattered on the ground, and didn't know which one Fang Wei wanted him to practice. But to his surprise, Fang Wei just asked him to do push-ups and sit-ups.

Ye Nan laughed when he heard such a simple thing and said, "I can't do anything else, but we have exercised a lot in school for these two things." He lay on the ground and did twenty of them, and took a breath and laughed proudly: "I can go and rest now."

After hearing this, Fang Wei smiled evilly, and Ye Nan felt something was wrong. As expected, Fang Wei nodded with a smile and replied, "Yeah, that's not bad. Keep completing three hundred more times and you can rest." Before he finished speaking, Ye Nan screamed and fell to the ground, motionless.

In this way, under Fang Wei's tyranny, Ye Nan finally did 300 push-ups and 300 sit-ups in several times, and finally, like a dead dog, was officially spread on the ground and motionless.

After resting for a while, I struggled to climb back to the room, took a simple shower, and fell on the bed and stopped moving.

By midnight, Ye Nan and Fang Wei had already fallen asleep. Ye Nan was dreaming routinely. The master in the dream was explaining in detail the application of several medium-grade talismans such as the water spirit talisman. The little Taoist asked a few questions from time to time. The two masters and apprentices asked questions and answered questions, and analyzed the several talismans very thoroughly. All of this was deeply imprinted in Ye Nan's mind.

Not far downstairs, the old Taoist and his three subordinates were secretly looking into the villa in a corner. The old Taoist stretched out his head and looked at it. It was pitch black everywhere. The security guard had just patrolled it. It would take at least an hour to come again. He asked worriedly: "Is that kid in the villa?"

The two subordinates next to him nodded fiercely: "That kid didn't come out after entering the house. We stared at him tightly, absolutely right!"

The old Taoist nodded excitedly: "That's good. When I get things done, I will be rewarded with many rewards!"

The three people next to him were excited when they heard the rewards. Although it was hard to follow the old Taoist, the old Taoist was much more generous than Mr. Yang. Since he said that he had rewards, it would not be a small amount.

Several people had already started to fantasize about how to spend money with them, but they didn't expect that the money had not been obtained yet. However, they were not worried at all. This old man's ability was great, and he might be able to go back to the hotel to sleep after finishing the work for a while.

The old Taoist carefully took out a peach wood villain from his pocket, and Ye Nan's hair was tied on his head. The old Taoist looked at the villain with a smug smile, took out a yellow talisman and stuck it to the villain.

Everything was ready. The old Taoist ordered the three of them to put the wind around, then sat cross-legged, put the little wooden man on his knees, bit his fingers and dripped two drops of blood on it, then ate his right hand and pointed it like a sword, closed his eyes slightly, muttered something in his mouth, concentrated his mind and gathered his energy, and drew an unknown talisman at the little wooden man. After drawing for a while, his eyes were fierce, he held his right wrist with his left hand, pointed at the little wooden man, and shouted in a low voice: "The soul is dispersed, the soul is moved, the imperial edict!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the little wooden man trembled. At the same time, Ye Nan, who was sleeping in the villa, felt a sudden pain in his head as if he was acupuncture. With a "ah", he woke up from his dream, held his head inexplicably and rolled on the bed.

The old Taoist saw that Xiaomu Ren moved twice. He knew that the other party was in the villa and was in a state of concentration. He thought proudly: "If you have fallen into the old Taoist's soul nailing technique, unless you are a master of Jindan, you will be seven times later, hehe..."

He calmed down his mind, calmed his mind and recited a few sentences silently, then pointed at the little wooden man, shouting again: "The soul scattered and moved, the imperial edict!"

Ye Nan was in bed with a headache like a twist, and his mind was floating, as if he was about to escape. He flashed his mind and felt that it was not good. He forced himself to be mentally squeezing, sitting cross-legged, gathering his energy and concentrating his mind. However, he found that his spiritual consciousness was in chaos and he could not calm his mind and gathering his energy at all.

In a panic, the little jade pendant on his chest flashed with golden light, and a cool feeling penetrated into the purple palace. The mind suddenly became clear. Ye Nan quickly took the opportunity to gather his energy and concentrate his mind, penetrated his spiritual consciousness into the purple palace, and investigated it. He saw that the spiritual energy in the purple palace was dispersed, but no other problems were found.

While he was confused, there was another severe pain in his head. Ye Nan's spiritual consciousness began to be confused and he couldn't sit cross-legged and fell back on the bed. Ye Nan felt that his headache was split, but he still gritted his teeth and held it back, knowing that if his spiritual consciousness dissipated, he would probably be wiped out.

The old Taoist made three soul nailing techniques in a row, and his forehead was already sweating, but the villain was still shocked even harder and there was no reaction at all. The old Taoist snorted angrily and thought: "This kid has some tricks, but he actually resisted the soul nailing three times. The old Taoist took his time!"

After thinking about it, his eyes flashed with a sharp look, he bit his tongue, and a mouthful of blood spurted onto the little wooden man, he shouted softly, and pointed hard again.

Ye Nan was hit by this finger, and his mind was shocked and he was about to dissipate. At a critical moment, the jade pendant on his chest flashed with golden light, and the cool breath penetrated into the purple palace, quickly stabilizing Ye Nan's mind. And when the cool breath flashed, a scene suddenly flashed in his mind: an old Taoist sat cross-legged under a tree, muttering something in his mouth, suddenly pointed at a small wooden man, and pointed hard.

As the old Taoist pointed his finger, Ye Nan's mind hurt again. The scene just now disappeared, and Ye Nan finally realized that he was being plotted against. He felt that the old Taoist was not far from here. After thinking about it carefully, the tree was so familiar, and a flash of inspiration in his mind: That's right, it's the tree dozens of meters behind the house.

Ye Nan, who was awakened, struggled to touch the glass water cup beside the bed, took off his hand and smashed it on the opposite wall. The water cup shattered with a "clang" sound.

In just ten seconds, the door was pushed open with a "bang". Fang Wei rushed in in his pajamas and turned on the light. He watched Ye Nan roll over on the bed with his eyes closed, his forehead was angrily veins, his teeth were bared, and his face was purple and blue. He asked anxiously: "Nanzi, what happened!"

Ye Nan was relieved when he heard the voice, resisted the severe pain from his head, opened his eyes slightly, and said with difficulty: "Weizi, hurry up... the Taoist priest under the tree behind the house, kill..."

Fang Wei was stunned when he heard this, but he quickly reacted, rushed out of the door, ran back to his room, took out a pistol from under the pillow, and ran to the activity room behind him while turning on the insurance.

At this time, the old Taoist was looking vicious, pointing a little, and then shouting again, and the little wooden man was shocked again. With a sudden sudden pain in his mind, Ye Nan finally couldn't support it. His eyes turned dark, he leaned down and his spiritual consciousness began to dissipate like a fog...

Fang Wei rushed to the window of the activity room and looked out the window. Ye Nan was right. There was indeed someone squatting there sneakily under the tree behind the house. I don’t know if it was a Taoist priest, but there seemed to be three people next to him swaying.

Fang Wei didn't dare to think too much, his eyes narrowed slightly, he raised his gun, and with a slight "swish" sound in the muffler, the old Taoist looked in disbelief, and his fingers were not yet falling, and a small hole on his forehead was gurgling with blood.

Immediately afterwards, there were three "swish, swish..." connected, and the four men were wiped out!

As the old Taoist fell down, a green lamp thousands of miles away also disappeared. A low voice was surprised: "Hu... Why did Hu San's original soul lamp go out? Could it be..."
Chapter completed!