Chapter 338: Draw Without a Talisman
Yan Qing and Qiao Ci'an immediately stepped forward to stand in front of them with serious expressions.

Fu Cancan and Xiao Lin immediately pulled Zhang Xingchang, and hugged Feng Lan's arm, and stayed close to them.

Han Musen also followed over, oh my god, he was so scared.

Zhang Xingchang and Feng Lan were frightened by this sudden situation, and the couple huddled together tightly.

Feeling Feng Lan's trembling with fear, Xiao Lin took out several talismans from her pocket and gave them to her. "Auntie, don't be afraid. We have talismans. Ghosts can't hurt us."

She also gave a few to Han Musen.

Han Musen: "Thank you, sister."

Fu Cancan also took out a handful of talismans and gave them to her uncle. The two of them had the talismans drawn by Qiao Ci'an and Tang Yuanyuan on them, and they had also been taught how to use them simply, so they were not afraid at all.

Besides, Yan Qing and the others are here, so there’s no need to be afraid.

All they have to do is ensure their own safety and not hold them back.

Fu Cancan also did not forget to give Taoist Wu Jie a few talismans.

When Taoist Wu Jie saw that there was a Heavenly Thunder Talisman among those talismans, he was completely stunned. A Heavenly Thunder Talisman, a talisman paper that many Taoists today cannot draw, one of which is enough to be worshipped in a Taoist temple, and they just gave it to him like that? !
Not only was he surprised by the precious Heavenly Thunder Talisman, but the rest of the exorcism talismans also looked like good stuff. He had been practicing Taoism for so many years but still couldn't draw exorcism talismans of this quality.

You just gave him these talismans like that?

The Taoist priests of Sanqing Palace and Maoshan Sect are really too rich!

Taoist Wu Jie silently shed tears of poverty. He carefully put the Heavenly Thunder Talisman into his pocket, held the remaining exorcism talismans in his hand, and looked ahead with a solemn expression.

In their eyes, talisman paper is very precious. Yan Qing and his friends draw a lot of it every day. They often share a few with Fu Cancan and Xiao Lin and ask them to sell them. Each piece can be worth a lot of money.

They didn't sell them, they kept them all.

A thick black air lingered above the tightly closed iron gate of the school. Under the influence of the black air, the iron gate gradually twisted and deformed, making creaking sounds, which sounded terrifying in the surrounding silence and desolation.

Suddenly, several ghosts with ferocious and terrifying faces appeared inside the school gate, staring at them, as if they would break through the gate and rush towards them in the next second.

"Ah! There's a ghost!" Feng Lan screamed in fear and closed her eyes, not daring to look.

Zhang Xingchang's face turned pale with fright. It was the first time he saw a ghost and it was such a horrible-looking ghost. He was scared but couldn't help wanting to see it. It turned out that real ghosts looked the same as the ones in those horror movies.

But the light was too dark and he couldn't see the ghost's specific appearance at all.

"They are just a few evil ghosts, why are you trying so hard to show off?"

The copper coin sword was suspended in the air, and Qiao Ci'an's hands moved rapidly. The copper coin sword cut through the black air in the air and flew through the big iron gate straight towards one of the ghosts. In an instant, the copper coin sword pierced through the heads of the two evil ghosts.

The two evil ghosts only had time to let out a brief scream before being killed on the spot.

The other evil spirits realized something was not right and fled in all directions, but it was too late.

"Draw the thunder, drive away all evil, strike!"

A clear male voice was heard, followed by bolts of lightning that struck from the sky, and in an instant several evil spirits were chopped into pieces.

The big iron gate, which had been half-destroyed by the evil spirits, fell to the ground with a bang after being struck by lightning, splashing up dust.

Soon, the dark clouds above our heads dissipated and everything around us became quiet.

Zhang Xingchang and his wife: ...Is it done just like that?
Fu Cancan and Xiao Lin released their hands and breathed a sigh of relief. The two Taoist priests were still as powerful as ever.

Han Musen: Although I feel that Yan Qing is a bit pretentious, I have to say he is really handsome!

Taoist Wu Jie looked at the two with admiration. It was amazing! So many evil spirits were killed so easily! They were indeed orthodox Taoist disciples!
The copper coin sword returned to Qiao Ci'an's hand, making a clanging sound, as if expressing his dissatisfaction.

Qiao Ci'an turned around and said to Yan Qing in dissatisfaction, "There are so many evil spirits, and you killed them all by yourself. At least leave a few more for me." Yan Qing: "You are too slow."

Why bother to slowly kill with a sword when a talisman can do the job?

Qiao Ci'an was choked by his words, and after several seconds she retorted, "Let me see what you'll do when you don't have the talisman!"

He only relies on talismans and has no real skills. Let's see what he will do when the real fight comes!
Yan Qing glanced at her and said, "If there is no talisman, draw it."

Do I need him to teach me such a simple truth?

Qiao Ci’an: “…”

Is that what she meant?

Qiao Ci'an comforted his sword with a depressed look on his face, "Don't worry, there are so many ghosts inside that you will definitely kill enough of them."

Hearing this, the copper coin sword became quiet.

The gate of the primary school was destroyed and the contents inside were displayed to everyone. The empty teaching building seemed to have many monsters lurking in the dark, which was scary.

Yan Qing and Qiao Ci'an didn't rush in but waited at the door, waiting for Yang Fan and others to come down.

Yang Fan and his group upstairs also heard the noise they made, and they came down from upstairs.

Wen Xiuyue's eyes were swollen from crying, and Wang Lin's eyes were red.

Taoist Wu Jie didn't expect that they had someone else with them. When he saw An Yuan's ghost following them down, a mixture of relief and gratitude flashed across his face.

Tang Yuanyuan held the phone and looked around, "Grandmaster, I can't make calls downstairs."

Once they find the victim, they will naturally call the police.

But there was no signal upstairs, even the emergency call couldn't get through. The same thing happened when I came downstairs. It seemed like there was some special magnetic field interfering with the signals around here.

"You can't make calls unless the evil spirit inside is eliminated," said Yang Fan.

When they got closer, Zhang Xingchang could see An Yuan's appearance clearly. He showed an expression of disbelief and suddenly cried out in surprise, "Ah!"

Feng Lan, who was closest to him, was frightened by his strange shouting. Fu Cancan, Xiao Lin and Wang Lin were also startled by his sudden shouting.

Feng Lan slapped him without thinking, "What are you yelling at?"

This guy is always like this, startled all the time, it's scary.

Zhang Xingchang said without hesitation, "My name is Zhang Xingchang."

Feng Lan: ...Who the hell asked you your name? !
Others: ...a very simple answer.

"No," Zhang Xingchang reacted. He looked at An Yuan excitedly, "Teacher An? Are you Teacher An?"

Unexpectedly, besides Wen Xiuyue, there was someone else I could know him. An Yuan nodded happily, "Yeah, I'm An Yuan. Were you also a student of this elementary school?"

Zhang Xingchang nodded excitedly, tears in his eyes, "I'm Zhang Xingchang, from Class 1, Grade 6."

"My name is Feng Lan, and I'm from Class 2, Grade 5," Feng Lan said in shock. "Teacher An, why are you here? Didn't you get transferred back to your hometown to teach?"

Zhang Xingchang nodded in shock. Yes, didn't he go back to his hometown? How could he appear here in this form?
An Yuan is not from here, but from Nanchang. When they heard that he was transferred back to his hometown to teach, the classmates in their class were sad for a long time. They all liked this gentle and handsome teacher very much.

An Yuan smiled bitterly and said, "I died a long time ago, twenty-seven years ago."

Zhang Xingchang was stunned for a moment.