The little cripple was stunned when he heard this, his eyes straightened, and his lips were bitten white: "I can't say, if I say that the master will kill our family." ”

"Your master is dead. Yexun's voice sounded faintly behind me.

The little cripple shook the spirit, drooped his head and muttered, "Master, master will not die......"

It doesn't sound like an unbelievable tone, but rather a statement of fear.

Yexun sat down next to me on an extra stone bench, and his tone was slightly raised: "If you try it, you will know if you will die~"

I can be regarded as having seen the kind of magic power that this guy has just seen in the stone room, the means are sharp and strong, and he does not frown when he initiates ruthlessness, leaves no room for improvement, and what is even more infuriating is that he is still mean.

I took advantage of the time when he was interrogating the little lame man, and quietly moved to the other side, but I was very unfortunate to be discovered by him, and the guy quietly dragged me back into the distance, and threatened: "Don't move!"

I was really sitting on pins and needles, and when I raised my eyes, I saw that the little lame man was kneeling more regularly with his chest up, and replied tremblingly: "Go back to my lord, the stone room inside was planned and built by the villain's master." ”

I raised my hand and brushed away a few petals stained on my robe: "Who is Mr. Qi?"

The little cripple blinked, looking a little confused: "I, I don't know who Mr. Qi is......"

He didn't know, that's not what Yaksha said last time he attacked me, and one of them must be lying.

Yexun's guy could sit still, and his face did not change and stared at the little cripple: "What is your master's name?"

The little cripple shook his head: "Master, his old man never said his real name, and even I talked to him by relying on the bronze statue in my house." ”

We took the little cripple back to his house, and when we landed, the chubby corpse was washing in the courtyard.

The little lame man twisted and invited the bronze statue out, and when the corpse saw what was in his hand, he obediently followed.

The bronze statue is stained with mottled blood, spreading from the bright red on the top of the head to the black and red all over the body, this is the evil Buddha in Tibet, the evil master through this evil Buddha and the little lame man is fake, and the ingestion of his yang essence is real.

This lame man is not very old, but he seems to be in the age of not being confused, it is not enough for him to do this harm to others and himself, and he actually has the courage to bring disaster to a good female corpse!

"Little lame, let me ask you, how did the things under the ruined temple come from?" I said, staring at the bronze statue.

The little lame's face changed when he heard this, and he pulled the soul-regenerating corpse tightly and knelt down: "The two great immortals ......"

It turned out that this resurrected corpse was not stolen out of a cemetery by the little lame, according to his confession, he used to be a coachman in the General's Mansion, and his wife was childhood sweethearts, and the two of them had a good life.

Later, his wife died of illness, and the little cripple was like a collapsed sand and gravel, and since then he has been in a state of despair, and he has lived a muddy life all day long.

Later, a Tibetan mage came to the door and said that he could help the little cripple and reunite his wife, but the premise was that the little cripple should worship him as a teacher.

Rao is the man's whole face was hidden in the thick cloak, and he couldn't know his appearance, in order to save his wife, the little cripple agreed without thinking about it.

The man was very satisfied, and immediately asked the little lame man to dig up the grave, and after some practice, he asked the little lame man to wait patiently for one night, and gave the bronze statue as a gift for his apprenticeship.

The little cripple obeyed the words of the mage, and raised the bronze statue with blood day after day, saying that it could ensure that the soul of the soul corpse would not easily leave the body, and his wife really returned to the soul on the second day.

But in such a daily blood sacrifice, the body of the little cripple after the blow to the decadence is dry and thin, and it can withstand such a toss.

Then the mage spoke again, saying that he was retribution for forcibly staying in the soul of the underworld, and he couldn't bear his apprentice to suffer this calamity, so he taught the little lame man a set of secret methods for ingesting the essence of the yang soul, and let him go to the city every day to 'continue his life'!

When he came back, he had to follow his wife to the bottom of the broken temple, which was called meditation and practice, but in fact, the things that the little lame man sucked were all fed to the demon soul in the coffin.

I probed the little cripple with my hand, this guy is a special Tianyi arch life, his life is strong, and he is not easy to be punished, but he is ill-fated, and he is destined to be an unlucky egg for the rest of his life, and at the same time, he is also a good puppet who carries yin and evil.

With such a deviant life being bumped into by this guy, it's no wonder that the evil master would carefully compile such a scene, just to willingly wrap the little cripple into the trap he had laid a long time ago.

In fact, it is false to say that helping, the evil master is to use the life of the little lame man, and use the friendship of his wife as a bargaining chip, so that the little cripple can not only help raise demon spirits, but also become a tool that can kill people.

Kill two birds with one stone and be extremely vicious.

I rolled up my sleeves and slowly walked around behind the little cripple to look at the corpse of the resurrected woman: "Aren't you afraid when you enter the stone room alone?"

When the little lame man saw me walk in, he slightly sideways took the hand of the female corpse, and said with a firm look in his eyes: "With her by my side, I am not afraid of anything." ”

No wonder I smashed a stone bench in the woods and scared him into that ghostly look, also because there was no female corpse with him?

A yin and evil puppet with a special physique, a soulless corpse, this love between life and death is really terrifying!

I walked around to the woman's corpse to take a closer look, and sure enough, I saw a black spot solidified into a mole in the middle of her forehead.

The little dot was so well hidden on the corpse-spotted face that I almost didn't even see it in detail, let alone the little lame man who was bewitched by love and lost his mind.

I weighed it a few times in my heart, maybe this female corpse did not die of serious illness at all, but died of the fallen soul of the forbidden art practiced by the evil way of Maoshan.

In order to be able to smoothly separate the soul from the five elements, this technique needs to be performed by hanging the person, and after the soul is separated, there should be bruises on the wrists and ankles that cannot be separated.

But to my surprise, when the little lame man picked up the corpse's hand, there was no bruise on his wrist, but I couldn't be wrong with the breath of falling souls that I smelled closely!

Or is it that the person who casts the spell is so advanced that it would have to be operated with his own hands in the form of a living person, because with the help of something powerful as a medium, this can take the soul of the person into invisible?

I walked slowly to Yexun's side, my eyes still kept looking at the corpse of the soul, she only saw the whites of her eyes, and she stood in place with a dead silence.

"Do you remember when your master got on you?" Ye Xun stared at the little cripple, frost in his eyes as light as glass.

The little lame man's face was colorless for a moment, his pupils were scattered, and he said in a trembling voice: "Yes...... Is there such a thing?"

If this look is a play, it will inevitably be too sincere.

The corners of Ye Xun's mouth hooked slightly, and he said in an unkind tone: "Then what are you doing after you come back from the broken temple today?"

The little lame man frowned and thought about it: "When I went home after meditating today, the lady helped me light incense and guard me to rest." ”

I asked him tentatively, "Have you seen anything in the stone chamber of the ruined temple?"

The little cripple was even more puzzled, tilted his head and said innocently: "Isn't there only a stone statue of Arhat set up by the master himself?"

Ye Xun and I tacitly glanced at each other.

Obediently, the little cripple won't be miserable like this!

From being deceived into being accepted as an apprentice, and then finding a name for him to carry the spirit of the yang soul in the body of a living person to raise demon beasts, and this extremely strange dead wife, the little lame man was completely calculated by the evil master.

Seeing that the sky was getting dark, Yexun and I were about to go back to the inn, and before leaving, the little lame man suddenly came to see us off, so I asked more: "Does your lady accompany you to meditate every time?"

The little cripple smiled shyly, nodded sweetly, and said, "She waits at the door early every time for me to go in together." ”

Looking at his appearance, I suddenly became a little curious: "Although your lady is richer, her appearance is still not bad, how did she fall in love with you?"

The little lame man's face was flushed, his eyes were full of red glow in the sky, and he twisted: "She likes me to be down-to-earth!"

I smiled dryly: "Then ...... you have a crush on others?"

The little cripple covered his face shyly and said vaguely: "Sturdy!"

Me: "?"

Yexun: "......"

After returning to the inn, I told Yexun about the strange cause of death of the little lame woman.

But he didn't want Ye Xun's face to be solemn instantly after hearing this, and he frowned and muttered: "It stands to reason that after the soul falling technique is implemented, there will be no intact soul return!"

I was also quite confused, and my pancreas bowed my head for a long time: "But there is indeed a soul in the body of this female corpse that is only fixed by spells. ”

Wait, or ......

The atmosphere around him was eerily quiet in an instant.

Suffer, little cripple!