"Who!" After seeing the person huddled under the Buddha shrine, Sanqing shouted sharply, but did not immediately step forward.

The rags under the shrine moved, then stood still. Sanqing waited for about half a minute, and then decided to step forward and find this guy out, but before he took a step, the man wrapped in the rag moved again, and it moved violently, as if he was pulling out.

"Come out quickly, don't pretend to be a ghost!" Seeing this, Sanqing said sharply again, and also took out a piece of rune paper.

In the voice of Sanqing's words, the people under the Buddha shrine violently lifted the rags covering their faces, revealing their true faces on the road. Sanqing only saw an unkempt, bearded man staring at Sanqing, his eyes were pitch black, even the whites of his eyes were black, as if he had fallen into an evil spirit.

"What are you!" Sanqing saw this, knowing that there was something leaning over this person, and immediately asked.

The man stared at Sanqing for a long time, and then suddenly came out from under the Buddha shrine and pounced on Sanqing. Sanqing was caught off guard, and was pounced on by the man, losing the center of his feet, and fell to the ground, and the rune paper in his hand fell to the ground.

After the man pounced on Sanqing, he opened his mouth wide and let out a low roar, like a vicious beast.

"Evil obstacles!" Sanqing scolded softly, slapped his palm on the man's stomach, pushed the man to the ground, and then quickly got up from the ground.

After getting up, Sanqing raised one foot and wanted to step on the man's head, but after thinking that this person was most likely Uncle Zhang, he immediately withdrew his foot. Because he hurt this body when he stepped on it, and what was attached to him would not be fine. So he had to force what was possessed of this man out of his body in order to save his life.

At the moment when Sanqing hesitated, the man also got up from the ground and pounced on Sanqing again. Sanqing came back to his senses, dodged the man's attack, and then reached out and pulled out a talisman paper from his pocket.

After Sanqing took out the rune paper, the man suddenly stopped, he looked down at the rune paper in Sanqing's hand, although he couldn't see his eyes, he could feel that he was a little frightened, and his body shook a little, but this state only remained for a while, and he immediately raised his head and rushed towards Sanqing.

"Coming back?" Sanqing sighed and said helplessly, dodging the attack while chanting the spell, the rune paper in his hand ignited a flame, and then took advantage of the moment the man turned over and pasted the rune paper on his forehead.

"Ahh Of course, this is Sanqing controlling with a spell. Otherwise, his hair would have been burned long ago.

The man fell to his knees, wailing in pain, and raised his hands to tear the talisman off his head. But as soon as his hand touched the flame on the rune paper, he immediately retracted, and his cry became more and more terrible.

"You guy, you are not shallow!" Seeing that the person was still able to move freely after being pasted with rune paper by himself, Sanqing knew that he had met a master who was definitely not easy to deal with, and what he saw was probably deliberately pretended to be. So he raised his vigilance and recited the spell again, and the rune paper that had fallen to the ground also burned, turning into a fireball and floating in front of Sanqing, like a guard.

The man knelt on the ground, wailing incessantly, and unable to remove the talisman paper with his hands, so he shook his head vigorously. With this flick, the rune paper on his forehead actually fell off.

"Not good!" Seeing this, Sanqing knew that something was wrong, and hurriedly waved his hand and sent the fireball floating in front of him.

After breaking free, the man let out a terrible scream, raised his head sharply the moment the fireball flew in front of him, and roared with his mouth wide open. This roar, with a strong wind, directly blew out the fireball.

After blowing out the fireball, he stood up. His head was lowered, his eyes turned from black to red, and blood was dripping constantly.

Sanqing knew that he had to hurry up, otherwise even if he forced that thing out of that person's body, this body would probably be useless.

Outside the gate of the small temple, the thin man and Zhang Ze heard the roar of the temple, and they were so frightened that they clinged to each other tightly, and kept chanting Amitabha Buddha in their mouths, hoping to be blessed by the Buddha.

"I won't play with you anymore!" Sanqing frowned and said in a deep voice,

"Who are you, why do you have such a rune paper!" At this moment, the man suddenly spoke, his voice hoarse, like a person who had been asleep for a thousand years and spoke for the first time.

"Then what are you, why do you attach to this old man!" Sanqing looked at the man and saw that there was a thick black gas on his body, so he asked.

"Don't say it, the old Taoist priest is gone, I will kill you little Taoist priest today, and relieve the hatred in my heart!" Seeing that Sanqing didn't answer his question, the man was a little angry, he also didn't answer Sanqing's question, but said this, and then the black qi on his body became more and more obvious, as if he wanted to break free from this body.

Sanqing narrowed his eyes, took out all the rune paper he was carrying from his pocket, and when the man launched an attack, the money scattered the rune paper, and for a while, the entire small temple was full of rune paper. Sanqing recited the spell, and all the rune papers burned at the same time, and then flew towards the man together, surrounding the man. The flames on the fireball suppressed the black qi on his body, and he wailed in pain again.

"You honestly come out of his body, answer me a few more questions, and I will spare you, and then I will do a magic thing for you to surpass you!" Sanqing thought that his magic circle had suppressed the man, so he talked to him about the conditions.

"That old Taoist priest deceived Lao Tzu twice, and now you, a little Taoist priest, want to deceive Lao Tzu again?"

Seeing this, Sanqing hurriedly recited the incantation again, and the fireball moved rapidly, posing in the shape of a gossip above the man's head.

"Since you refuse to cooperate, then I have to let you be wiped out!" Sanqing said a few times, then raised his left hand and pressed down, and the fireball gossip array also went down.

The man looked up, and the fireball immediately dispersed the black qi on his body, and he actually jumped and pounced on the statue of the god next to him. The idol shot out a blinding light, knocking the man to the ground. Sanqing was so blinded by the light that he lost proper control of the fireball, and the fireball rushed towards the statue of the god, and then there was an explosion, which actually blew the statue to pieces.

"Thank you, little Taoist!" the man saw that the statue had been blown up, and stood up and said this to Sanqing, with a smug smile on his face.

(End of chapter)